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biibini · 4 months

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Yoyoyooo, Im literally obsessed w ur headcanons. How do you like the idea Mizu/reader first nighttt together (nsfw??)

modern!mizu x reader - first night together

tags: SUGGESTIVE, cuddling, making out, first time spending the night, gentle making out, soft, fluff, first night, comfort, soft mizu, modern au, modern mizu x reader

a/n: im so behind with my asks :( but my friend found my tumblr acc so hiiiii yk who u are im typing this out while i was texting u last night hehe

modern!mizu would be the one to ask u to sleep over

it wouldn't be meticulously planned

but hinted

typically, u would just come over and watch netflix, cook, maybe play a game or just study together before she walks u to ur dorm

mizu had hoped to maybe ask u to spend the night much earlier

but the fear of moving too fast in a relationship due to her previous relationship with [redacted] held her back

so she never had the nerve to ask

until one night rolls around

and the stars align

ringo went to visit his family for the weekend

u come over to finish a show on netflix, cuddling as per usual

its late at night and ur start to doze off

The final moments of The Great British Bakeshow play on the TV screen. You hear the judges give their final score as you slowly drift to sleep. Mizu doesn't notice how sleepy you are.

Not until your head suddenly rests on her arm.

"Y/N?"

You hum in response, internally struggling against the sleepiness. Mizu turns to get a closer look at your face to find your eyes shut, fighting to stay open. Normally, she would try to wake you up and walk you home to your dorm.

That is what normally happens.

Normally, she wouldn't be wrapping her arm closer to you. Normally, she wouldn't let your head rest against her chest.

Normally, she wouldn't let you stay a little longer.

But tonight, the stars aligned. Ringo was gone to visit his family for his cousin's birthday. Akemi was on a girl's trip with her hometown friends. Taigen was out of town for a basketball tournament.

No one could bother them.

Not tonight.

Definitely not tomorrow.

"How about you stay over tonight?", Mizu says softly. Her hand caresses your left side, hoping for her invitation to be accepted.

Oh.

The thought of staying over had popped into your mind a few several times. You never chased the idea. Besides, it would be rude of you to ask when it wasn't even your own place.

But now, the question was laid right in front of you.

You look up to answer to find Mizu looking down at you, staring at you with those piercing blue eyes. Your smile widens, accepting the invitation with a nod.

"I'll stay.", you respond.

externally, ur keeping it cool

internally, ur freaking tf out

u and mizu have been going out for a few weeks

but staying over the night? not quite yet

modern!mizu would also try to keep her cool

from ur perspective, she looks relaxed

but from her point of view, a part of her was anxious

it wasn't the fear of moving too fast

it was the fact that it was ur first time sleeping together

u guys have SLEPT together

but that would only happen when ringo wasn't home

there wasn't a lonely night

at least

not until tonight

Her hands hold onto yours, gently pulling you into the bedroom. It looked unusual in the moonlight as opposed to the familiar daylight version of the room.

"You can go wash up first. I'll find some pajamas for you.", she says reassuringly.

As you walk into the bathroom, Mizu searches for something suitable for you to wear. She hears the shower run behind the door as she scrambles for something. Anything.

She knew she didn't have actual pajamas. Her sleepwear is just filled with old T-shirts and mismatched shorts or pants. Her hunt leaves her with an oversized t-shirt from Ringo's previous workplace at Hen-Oh Ramen, a chicken ramen chain store, and blue pajama shorts. That place didn't last long after the owner was found stealing the broth recipe from their competitor.

Mizu knocks on the door.

"Hey, may I come in? I have your clothes."

"Yeah, come in!", you yell from the shower.

after u change into the borrowed pjs, u come out

mizu is just chilling in bed on her phone

drinking her chamomile tea

trying to distract herself from the thought of u in her clothes

ur pretty figure in her pjs...

u join her under the sheets

and she gets a glimpse of u

modern!mizu totally didnt short circuit

and sip a little too much and end up coughing on her drink

kinda spilled a little on her shirt

u go into the bathroom to get paper towels and help clean up

You crawl onto the bed with a few paper towels in hand. As you get closer to Mizu and her tea-stained shirt, you sit atop of her leg. You hand a paper towel to her. On the other hand, you're patting down the stains.

The chamomile tea stains are spread all over her chest and stomach. They're not piping hot but a little too warm for comfort. As you continue to pat along the stains, you inch down her lower chest to her stomach. You pat against the damp fabric and feel her stomach. It's a little soft but the harder you press, the harder it becomes to the touch.

In awe, you continue your job as you pat further along her rock-hard stomach. You fail to realize her face is flaring a bright shade of red against her pale skin.

"Y/N?", you look up to meet her ocean blue eyes softly gazing into yours. They were still the same ol' blue you always admire. However, this time they looked warm. An ocean during the sunset with its gentle waves crashing into the shore.

"I got it. Just-", she says as she gently grabs the paper towel you used on the bedrest next to her. Her arms spread wide open. She places her hands on your hips.

"C'mere.", she smiles as she gently caresses your sides.

"But the stains-"

"Don't worry about them."

You feel her hands slowly caress further up your sides. Her hands ghost over your breasts, almost cupping them. You push yourself closer to her and shift your legs over the sides of her legs. She smiles in response to your new position.

"It's an old T-shirt.", she reassured. Still slightly anxious about spending the first night together, she recognized two decisions that could be made. One, make you comfortable and sleep well tonight. Two, make you COMFORTABLE comfortable and sleep later tonight.

Her left hand finds its way down to your hips, caressing the area. As for her right hand, you feel the callouses brush along your neck. They make their way to your soft cheeks, now a pinkish-red tint from the intimate position.

"It'll be okay. But you on the other hand...", Mizu inches closer to your face as she gently pulls you closer. Her thumb softly caresses your lips, feeling how soft and plump they are. Her touch makes your brain go crazy for her touch.

Is it needy of you? Yes.

The fact that she's just softly kissing you on your first night spent together is making your mind shortcircuit with every kiss.

But the feeling of her soft lips against you is warm and plush. Comforting. Your eyes flutter close as her left arm wraps around your lower back, closing the gap between the two of you. As you continue to kiss Mizu, you feel her body shift up and allow her back to rest against the headboard.

Each kiss becomes softer. An occasional needy kiss here and there from her. But for the most part, her lips become a deeper shade of red from your contact. You feel her right hand drag closer to your ear, her fingers teasing your neck.

You groan as Mizu comes closer for another kiss, now with more force on your swollen lips. Her grip around your lower back tightened, fighting to pull you even closer to her. Every touch and kiss heightens your sensitivity. A familiar warmth starts to grow in your lower stomach.

Mizu loosens her grip and starts kissing from your cheeks and down your neck. You feel her lips gently kiss your neck, tickling you with every touch. As she works towards the side of your neck, a moan slips out.

"I guess we have a long night ahead of us.", Mizu teased as she smiled tenderly at you.

"Mizu!", you say jokingly, retaliating against the idea.

She wasn't wrong though.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle.", she comforts you, sealing the deal with a kiss.

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asherloki · 9 months

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supp :) im the person that requested the 12 & 35 prompts a bit ago

ofc u can do fluff and/or dom sherlock omg!

dom!reader is just my pref and idk the prompts were low-key giving beginning of smut to me, but i fr dont mind, u have full creative freedom and u obviously kno more than me bc of ur previous (amazing) writing :)

tysm for considering my request and have a great day/night! <3

My saviour

Bbc Sherlock x reader

Word count:- 3k

Warning:- light smut, but mostly fluff.

Prompt list here !

A/n:- ah finally I'm back! And I hope you like it!

" I'll take it" I said entering detective inspector lestrade's office. He and his whole team was clueless when it came to the mysterious disappearance of Mr Hazelwood. Even though I wasn't the first choice for the case, one can never be, when the greatest detective of the world is inspector's closest acquaintance. Well, acquaintance is past, now he's closest friend. Can you even imagine, the brilliant genius being his friend meant, almost no case for me to solve. I don't even have an assistant, there's definitely less opportunity for me to show I'm capable of solving mysteries too. Maybe not as brilliant as him, the one who stood infront of the inspector as I walked in, he turned to me and I must say, being a detective myself, it always made me like the wise people, and that meant... I fancied the detective, yes the one who's my professional rival.

"you don't understand," lestrade said looking at me, "I want Sherlock to solve it". This stupid comment made my blood boil, again, another oppertunity lost, ofcourse he can't let this interesting case go.

"no, I'm not taking it" I was stunned as Sherlock Holmes stated this, 'why not' I wondered but lestrade said it out loud,

"and why not?"

Sherlock sighed in response and rubbed his forehead with his fingers as if he was disturbed with lestrade constantly urging him to solve a case he doesn't want to, "it's too boring, rather easy for me Gavin".

'Same old genius' I thought as he mis pronounced lestrade's name again, I must say lestrade's frustration made me kinda giggle but I controlled it.

"If it's that easy then solve it" he still requested, almost begged him.

"you must use some of your brain too inspector" replied Sherlock and I agreed, "or" he said turning to me and my heart started to beat faster I could hear it in my ear, "this young lady is willing to take it, give her a chance".

What did I just heard, Sherlock siding me?

"ugh fine" saying so lestrade turned to me, "I assigne you, for the case now I want it to be solved in two weeks".

"TWO WEEKS?" I asked loudly enough for my voice to echo through the office, "isn't it too.. less inspector?" I asked as calmly as I could, you have to when you're still struggling to get known.

"yes, it's easy as Sherlock said, solve it, and if you need help I bet he can, he's already solved it in his fucking mind palace". I see where the anger was coming from, it was inspector being frustrated by the rejection of Mr brilliant.

"here you go" said Sherlock as he was about to pass by me, I wanted to thank him, or say something sweet infact nice but me being me, I regretted what I said, "scared?"

He raised his brows at my comment, I deserved it, then shaking his head he said, "we'll see how you solve it in two weeks without my help young lady".

I squinted my eyes at his challenge. But he went out of the office. I took the challenge in my mind, however I was unsure, I knew it's gonna be difficult, but I can't lose. It's my only chance.

_________________________________________

As I checked my progress after one week, I knew I'm gonna lose this challenge terribly. First, I had this rush which messed up my method and second, this Mr brilliant challenging me, that I can't do it on my own. Which was slowly turning out to be true. I got up from my sofa where I was lying and thinking, and grabbed my coat, my intention was to go to spot from where Mr Hazelwood was missing and inspect it thoroughly. So I took the bus, I know, poor little detective and went to the spot. While inspecting I felt someone watching over me. You know the feeling you get when you're being watched. I turned around and there were no one looking at me, yet again there was this feeling,

"told you, you need my help". I was startled as the heavy (sexy) voice said it, from behind. And no wonder I found Mr brilliant standing.

"what are you doing here, it's my case to solve" I knew I should've been a bit nice but it just came out to be very..

"rude" he replied, "very rude, I'm trying to help you".

"and why the fu..."

"gosh, kids these days" he said shaking his head.

"did you just called me a kid?"

"have you seen your height?"

"I'm sorry I'm not as tall as you and that doesn't mean.."

"as me? you're not even tall..AT ALL" his face remained expression less.

"who's being rude now, and how come you found me?"

"tracked your phone."

He said what? "you're spying on me?"

"a little girl, solving mystery on her own and at night, I must take care.."

"why do you care?" I might've said that but in my head I asked, 'you care? about me? why? who am I to you, genius?'.

"nothing," he got frustrated with me I knew, "if you change your mind, then... Baker Street" he pointed to the way he headed off to, leaving me on the street, alone, rather I pushed him away. I didn't want to, but it's me, why do you think I don't have an assistant? I work alone, so I don't look weak. Yet my phone's calendar told me it's one week to go, and if I can't solve.... No no I can and I have to... alone.

________________________________________

And then there left three days, till now I've matched some dots and it confirmed, he wasn't kidnapped, no one conspired against him, so whatever happened to him he was involved. Now this second part of the mystery held lots of troubles, and to solve them in three days was near impossible. My mind kept telling me to reach to him, you know, Mr brilliant. But it was embarrassing, however I had no other way,

"okay, time to throw my self respect" I said to myself gesturing with my hand as if throwing trash bag, "here I come, Sherlock Holmes".

All my way I just wished, "please stay at the flat, please stay at home, please detective" and there I was at his door.

I inhaled a deep breath and tapped my knuckles on his door.

"it's unlocked" replied a different voice, from inside.

'Oh no, John watson is there, I'm fucked' now I had to be embarrassed to both of these men, anyway I have threw my self respect away.

I opened the door and entered, the scene was... well... interesting I believe, John Watson was on his laptop and detective was sitting on his sofa, eyes closed, hands clasped.

"may I?" I asked Dr watson, because he looked a little sane.

"yes" he replied me and turned to Sherlock, "she came".

"who?" he enquired, his deep voice even deeper, eyes still closed and hands still clasped together, touching his chin.

"young lady". Replied John watson and Sherlock's eyes were flung open.

"is that what you call me?" I couldn't help but ask him.

"any problem?" he asked.

"I'm not here to argue with you, I want.." shit! now the embarrassing part, "I need, your help".

"oh I see, Mr Hazelwood?" I nodded, "still on it? wasn't it easy?"

"if it were then why would I ask your help?" he was getting on my nerves I tell you.

"fine sit" he said and I checked around me.

"where?" there wasn't any place near him but a sofa far in the other end of the living room.

"oh there?" I said pointing to it.

"no here" he brought out a rusty chair for me to sit.

"but it's for the clients" objected Dr watson, he's really sane.

"you know what? I'm fine just help me out". I need help from him and nothing else. Well sometimes I think if I could have something else but hey, professionalism.

"yes now let me explain, before that tell me how far you've got". I explained him everything and out of my utter surprise he got up from his sofa to his work board and offered me to sit there. Why's he being so... kind?

"now let me tell you what exactly happened" and he explained it was all Mr Hazelwood's plan, he intentionally disappeared, he's not dead but roaming around disguised.

"woah!" I couldn't help but praise him, it's not like I don't admire him. I do more than that, I respect him and perhaps... I like him a little too, "so how do we catch him?".

"it's not your duty to do so, you give all the evidence and theories to Scotland yard and order them to find him" he suggested.

"order them? me?" I am not very... influencial am I?

"yes, look they insulted you by not respecting your potential, now it's your time".

His motivational speech filled me with self respect again, the one I threw for him.

"yes" I said with such confidence and then I lost it again, "would you come with me... please?" now still cringe at the thought of me actually giving him puppy eyes and pleading but he agreed.

We entered lestrade's office, one day left till the deadline for me and I explained everything to him.

"seems like Sherlock helped you" said sally, stupid bi... no control yourself.

"I didn't, we met at the gate, I came here for the case I'm taking care of" lied the detective, I must admit, his lying skill was pretty good.

"anyway " said lestrade, "if you really did it on your own then.."

It felt so bad, to be taking credit of Sherlock's work, I didn't solve it all, I don't lie, so I,

"Sally is right" I admitted.

"no she isn't " Sherlock warned me.

"she is, she is lestrade. I solved half of it, it was solved by Sherlock Holmes himself. Yes he helped me, but I could've done it on my own, if I had some more time."

They were all silent for some time, I feared looking at Sherlock, he'd be fuming at me by now.

"I guess we were putting unnecessary pressure on you" said the inspector softly, "fine, you'll solve another one for us".

This second chance made my lips curve into a smile and Sherlock approved with a nod.

We both went out of there, and we laughed and talked all our way to his house, why was I going there? I don't know, I kept on walking with him and he never pushed me away. In between he'd often brush hair off my forehead or take my hand while crossing the road. I wonder why, not that I mind though.

We even went straight to his living room and it was awfully quiet.

"where is Dr watson?" I enquired.

"he's out, he messaged me, he's picking Rosie from school". Then he told me everything about john and his daughter, even his deceased wife Mary.

"Mary sounds like a wonderful, brave, strong woman" I replied.

"she was, she was strongest and absolute boss of us" he spoke in way that showed how much he admired her and how much John Watson and Rosie means to him.

"if only I were capable of doing things on my own" I didn't want to say so but it just came out, it sounded sad.

"why not? if you were weak you would've been living with your parents, you have family, house, friends in here yet you chose be on your own, you don't have any assistant, you solve cases by yourself too, how much more strong do you wanna be?" his words felt good didn't they?

"you helped me" I reminded him.

"only this time" accompanied by his beautiful smile.

"if I need help again in solving mystery? will you help me?" I was starting to let my guards down, I may have started to trust him.

"if you want me to, ofcourse" His smile never left his lips but my phone rang and it indicated it was time to leave his flat, for now.

"I have to go" I kind of asked his permission before going.

"if you have to then... be careful okay?" ain't he little too careful for me? I liked it, I like being taken care of, perhaps he's not wrong I really am a kid.

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Days turned to months and one case turned to three. I took his help for three cases, call me dumb but I enjoy his company, for some reason I've noticed he does too.

After solving the third one I first went to his flat with him, both of us giggling at the fact that sally was so disappointed that I actually got recognised for my consecutive three wins, ofcourse with Mr brilliant by my side.

"it's late Sherlock, I have to go home" I said checking my watch.

"John's gonna be out tonight he has some patients to take care of, Rosie is with molly, so you can stay here tonight."

He might've said casually but it's HIM saying to ME. I already liked him, after these eight months of solving cases together I think I can say I... I'm in love with him. He's so caring for me, or maybe for all but I liked it.

"will you?" he asked again, popping my thought bubble.

"oh no nothing I was just ... fine I'll stay" I agreed, with my heart in my hand, he might spare his room for me but I wanted something else, a little kiss maybe... I think I fell in love, with the great detective.

"good" and with this he went inside, and came with his dressing gown draped over him, if I were a cat I would've drooled visibly, but I drooled, just no one could see it. He looked incredibly... domestic and it was hot. I just wanted to cuddle him, play with his hair, kiss him... oh! that was hot.

"Sherlock?" I asked.

"yes?" he answered, offering me something. It was a chocolate, I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not a kid" I complaint "I'm a grown up adult in my early twenties."

"I know, but I thought you may like it." well I do like chocolates, so unwrapping it I took a bite. And it was a bad idea told by Mr brilliant's laughter, the chocolate melted and it covered my mouth.

"funny?" I teased.

"very" he said between laughters.

"don't laugh, I bite people" I joked, yet I do have this tendency to bite my close ones,

"oh do you? that's... unique". he replied.

"I'm gonna wash my lips wait" as I got up, I felt his arm catching me by wrist. My heart gave me a signal, it's your chance.

"what?" turning to him I said, I little seductively.

He said nothing but took some of the chocolate from my lips with his finger and put it in his mouth, licking his finger clean.

My senses went wild. I stood frozen.

"you know what?" he asked me, and my mind told me, 'say something, don't look dumb'.

"wh-what?" I said.

"I've always wanted you this close. Never knew if I'd ever have you. I'm.." he trailed off " you're young and beautiful, I'm just an old detective"

'youre anything but old, actually even if you are older than me, I like it, I love it, you're older and sexier, caring as well" I thought.

"I just wanted to make sure you're taken care of. and I..." he trailed off.

"say it" I wanted to hear the words he couldn't let himself speak.

"I love you, with all my heart, have always loved you, and will always do, I sometimes went to Scotland yard casually for maybe to get a glimpse of you, coming to the office, smiling, all jolly, like a ray of sunshine " his lips curved into a smile reminiscing it perhaps, "since the day your eyes fell on me I have loved you, for who you are, you never had to be anything you're not, I love for all the things you are and all the things you're not, I'd see you noticing me too and you're disgust was clear".

"Sherlock" I started, "it wasn't disgust, a pretence, so you don't find out I like you too, infact now I can say I love you and not for your intelligence I admire that but I love you for being a good human to me, I can see, you love me, you care, you protect and you even adore me."

"you know?" he was surprised, "well then, I'm glad, may I kiss you?"

I nodded, and he crashed his lips on mine, letting the kiss go hungrier until he pulled away and asked,

"should we? you want to? with me?"

I understood what he meant,

"yes, I do"

"I'm not that experienced" he replied.

"neither am I"

we giggled at our lesser experience, we both are so engulfed into mystery solving that sex or love barely crossed our mind. I know not how he pulled me and I wrapped my legs around his waist, but we did and we went to his room kissing still.

One can say I was nervous and I knew so was he but he didn't seem so. The way he marked my neck and the way his fingers worked the buttons of my shirt. I was all red being naked infront of him but it melted as he put off his shirt too, I couldn't help but run my hand all over his chest, bringing him closer to me.

"bite me" he ordered.

"I thought you'd never ask" with a smirk I pecked his bottom lip, his moan said he liked it. That hour of him being inside of me was wonderful. He was sweet, gentle, he knew I was absolutely inexperienced. And my first time turned out to be the beautiful one. "I can stay like this forever" I said in between whimpers.

"I wouldn't mind" he replied, fastening his pace and us reaching our climax together. As we layed down on his bed I kept on thinking about how he said he loved me, and he always will.

"what's the matter?" he asked seeing me lost in my thoughts. I knew he cannot actually let himself love someone, maybe it was a moment of weakness for him, but if only he knew it was more than that for me. It was not just sex for me, I made love with him.

“You’re all talk. Why don’t you show me what you really mean?”

I said getting up a little aggressively. He looked confused at my behaviour.

"But It was the truth, why do you think I'd help you, care for you, love you?"

I think he does have a point.

"and sex never amazed me, I don't bother about it, and my past experience was no strings attached kind of sex but now..." he trailed off, "now after you came, I resisted as long as I could the urge to kiss your pretty face, because I know what people could think, that the great detective found a young girl to sleep with, the young lady detective slept with Sherlock Holmes to get recognised, that's why I never opened up about it". His eyes were teary and so were mine, he cared about me as much as he cared about himself.

"if I say" I spoke, "I don't care, and that I love you, I want to be with you Sherlock, then?"

Sherlock came a little closer to me, trying hard not to cry, "then you're gonna get me as your assistant all my life."

Saying this he hugged me and we both cried, tears of joy I'd like to think. But since then I moved in with him, and john and Rosie, I love this family and our parents may have thought this marriage is a little... never mind, they accepted, the age gap wasn't a barrier at all. And we lived happily ever after.

#bbc sherlock #sherlock x reader #sherlock x y/n #sherlock holmes x reader #sherlock x you #sherlock smut #sherlock fanfic

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nandermoenthusiast · 10 months

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HERE I AM I WATCHED THE FINALE

OKAY FIRST OF ALL IT WAS SO FUCKING GOOD AND ACKNOWLEDGED/BROUGHT BACK A LOT OF THINGS I HAD NOT VERY HIGH HOPES FOR

but i gotta be honest, the whole season did. it was fun and genuinely hilarious, while also acknowledging (maybe not doing something with it yet, but we have a whole other season already under go) some plot points like colin dreaming about his childhood with lazlo

THIS FINALE THOUGH

i honestly honestly honestly have to say, i would not have changed a single thing from it. it was INSPIRED. i want to talk about the theme of this season, the vampires are assholes and they will never be nice to each other, but they are a FAMILY and they care about each other so deeply

first of all we have the morrigan manor trap, which i enjoyed so much, and although the season did a great job at building up to this with a hundred little moments in the previous eps, i was still literally shook at seeing the vampires face the music. like wow the guide is really telling them off for how they treat her and guillermo. like, i felt it. and nadja and lazlo are like ok this could have been a conversation but fine heres some footage of us being nice about u behind your back, AND THATS SO LOVELY LIKE - MY DEAR WE ARE FUCKED UP CREATURES OF THE NIGHT WELL NEVER TELL YOU TO YOUR FACE THAT YOURE IMPORTANT TO US

and its like. this season does a lot to put all the previous seasons into perspective. i cant even begin to speak about nandor and his aversion to turning guillermo. like, CHRIST

anyway the moment where nandor finds out was SO fucking delicious i love you mr de laurentiis i am completely in love with you going insane going insane also like ive seen some DISAPPOINTMENT over this finale and im ???? speechless is it that they didnt kiss or fuck? NANDOR KNOWS GUILLERMO BETTER THAN HE KNOWS HIMSELF HE KNEW HE COULDNT BEAR KILLING HE KNEW HE WASNT READY AND WANNA BET HE ALSO KEPT HIS DISTANCE ALL THESE YEARS BECAUSE HE KNEW THAT WOULD ADD TO GUILLERMO WANTING TO BE WITH HIM FOREVER BUT HES TOO CODEPENDENT TO LET HIM GO WHAT!!! THIS SHIT IS DELICIOUS

LET THEM COOK

but where was i ah yes nandor finding out nandor staking out panera bread and talking to some rando about guillermo and nandor going to his mothers (vampire killer! so its like dangerous for him lbr) place once he found it within himself to let go of the humiliation and prioritize his feelings for guillermo. let that sink in. he didnt want to find him not really. otherwise he would have threatened his mom weeks ago. nandor actually forgiving guillermo and its just like that. because he loves him too much. nandor doing the gayest most romantically and sexually charged shit in the world to prove to guillermo he actually has forgiven him. nandor bringing guillermo home. and saying he will be living with us AS AN EQUAL

nandor bringing him blood. and while we are on this topic, NANDOR WHO HAS THE IQ OF A RUSSIAN TOILET KNEW RIGHT AWAY WHAT GUILLERMOS PROBLEM WITH HIS TURNING WAS AND HOW TO FIX IT. AND HE DID. IMMEDIATELY. WHILE LAZLO STRUGGLED FOR WEEKS. NANDOR KNEW INSTANTLY. this episode had such biiig caretaker nandor energy and i fucking gobble that shit up. he pays so much attention to guillermo and he is so warm and loving to him whenever hes not catching himself…… i think im gonna go cry

nandor looking at guillermo with barely repressed lust as guillermo shows off his new vampiric powers and is taken by a frenzy to just go and do some shit. nandor lurking in the shadows listening to guillermos confession about not being able to kill, and looking so broken up about it, and wanting to fix things immediately for guillermo (but he cant, and btw im glad they brought back the lamp even if it was just to say you dumbass, you are out of wishes, like maybe that was a disappointment to some people but im sort of glad they made nandor use up all his wishes because the whole ceremony bit was sooooooooooooo thoughtful and soooo warm on nandors part). he went and staged the whole place and orchestrated the whole thing just so guillermo could speak from the heart and say he made a mistake. that is insanely loving of him

and btw idk anything about the lore of vampiric lineage BUT! tbh i do think this is such a cool loophole. like when guillermo reverted, time for his human form had passed. which means if any vampire who has lived, idk, more than 130 years had the same thing happen to them, they would obviously turn to dust. of course they would die! but guillermo had this happen only a few months ago so hes good! and the vampirism is reverted! and he has the time and knowledge now to think long and hard if he still wants it

to be honest (not to be a blorke about nandermo) i do believe that nandor and guillermo will get into it next season and the subsequent conflict will be that guillermo cannot be a vampire so he will age and die one day, but i think since nandor is so caring and “acts of service” in this last episode, maybe the solution they find is they decide nandor will turn guillermo eventually, and then bring him blood without guillermo having to hunt and kill (he could also like rob blood banks or drink from people without draining them)

anyway how cool is it that guillermo turned out to be so similar to louis (interview with the vampire, the very movie that got him to want to be a vampire), with the same conflict, except he did get a do over thanks to nandor ❤️

one last thing before i go that i didnt mention NANDOR TYING GUILLERMOS CAPE SO LOVINGLY AND WITH SUCH ATTENTION WITH SUCH REVERENCE GOD I KNOW WE’RE IN FOR A TREAT NEXT SEASON. AND NANDOR FUCKING STAKING DEREK. DO YOU WANT ME TO DO IT. I DONT KNOW. I DO *STAKE *. LIKE WHAT. THAT WAS SO INSANELY HOT TO ME GOODBYE FOREVER AND SORRY FOR THE LONGASS POST

#what we do in the shadows #nandermo #wwdits #wwdits spoilers #what we do in the shadows spoilers #anyway i really dont see how people can be disappointed with this finale from any standpoint #but if you are please dont argue with me on my post 🥺#some messy liveblog tag #comment #wwdits meta #i think i have a big acts of service thing thank you mr the relentless for awakening that in me

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daddy-bradley · 2 years

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Reunited

(Not my gif. Credit to owner!)

Summary: After leaving for a dangerous mission, the memories between you and Bradley start to resurface as you anxiously wait for him to come back safe...

Warning(s): Some cursing, some angst, overall fluff, a lot of switching between flashbacks and present moments, so sorry if you don’t like it, just going with my creative flow.

Author’s note(s): First post, please let me know how I did! Flashbacks will be indicated.

*Flashback*

You didn’t expect to fall in love so quickly. But let’s be honest, no one does. The day you met Bradley Bradshaw was the day you knew that this man was going to be in your life for a very long time. It was a usual day at the hard deck, you were on the clock, serving your usual customers as Penny took control of the bar. It was packed with its usual civilians and navy men and women who come here to relax and get a nice cold beer after a long day. Today was no different, until a six-foot-one giant walked through the door.

His skin was sun-kissed, his dark brown hair singed with some natural sun high lights, dark blue jeans, heavy-duty boots, and a blue Hawaiian shirt. To put it simply, he was sex on legs, and you have never seen someone like him that could ignite that sexual attraction within you so suddenly.

Throughout the night you continued to serve the customers, and clean the empty tables, but your eyes somehow always trailed back to him. It wasn’t until you suddenly hear the sound of the jukebox cut off unexpectedly and began to hear the keys of the piano starting to play. As you got closer to the bar where Penny was currently taking an order, you could spot the Hawaiian shirt sitting at the piano.

The tune of ‘Great Balls of Fire’ began to play and enter your ears. And of course, to show off his musical skills even more, he began to sing. And already he had you hooked.

*Present*

You woke up to yet another day to see his side of the bed gone, empty, and cold. His scent is starting to fade more, something you always loved to smell when he was away. You haven’t heard from him since the day he left for the mission. All contact was nearly cut off and extremely limited. You were unable to hear his voice, but most importantly you were unable to see him.

The only thing that kept you from negatively was the amount of memories that you had captured with him. Photos, videos, letters, songs he had written for you, everything and anything that reminded you of him.

Every morning you wake up, the first thing ou do is grab your phone, open up your voicemails, and play one that he had sent you when he was away for a previous mission.

voicemail:

“Hey baby, I know you are probably asleep right now cause its about 4:30am over there, but I just wanted to call. I should be home within this week, and I can’t wait to see you. I know its probably lonely without me there, but just know that I love you and I’m always thinking about you. I’m gonna come home, I promise you that. I love you baby.”

End of Voicemail

He always promised that he was coming home even though you told him not to do that. You remember the last time you had told him not to say that-

*Flashback*

Today was the day.

He was leaving for the big mission, and although he couldn’t tell you every little piece of info, you didn’t care right now. All you cared about was holding him for what you hope would not ever be the last time.

“I’m gonna come home to you baby, I promise.” He whispered softly in your ear as he gripped you tight to his chest. You were no different, squeezing and holding onto him tightly just as well.

“Don’t promise me that. You can’t.” your voice started to wobble, and you tried your best not to let it break free because now was not the time to cry. not when he was leaving, and you didn’t want to acknowledge the fact that he could truly not return home if things went bad.

“Hey, hey, hey, look at me.” his finger tucked itself under your chin as you looked down at his chest, right where his heart hiding underneath and beating, keeping him alive. He lifted your chin up so your eyes met his and it took everything in that moment not to crumble. You had to be strong. You WILL be strong.

“I can promise you that.” he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and let his palm rest on your cheek.

“I’m gonna come home. I WILL come home to you. I know there is a chance that something bad could happen. But I promise you that at the end of it all, I will be home. I’ll come home straight to you, kiss you like its been a lifetime since we’ve each other, love on you any chance I get, and one day, hopefully, we’ll have a family. That is why I can make that promise to you, and why I’m making it now. I’ll be back baby, just trust me.”

With that, he leaned down and smacked his lips onto yours, but you weren’t complaining. You embraced it, the feeling, the taste, the warmth, every ounce of love that you had for him poured all in one for that one kiss. You didn’t even have to tell him that you love him out loud. He knew. You both knew.

“Lieutenant Bradshaw, we’re ready to proceed. Mission is a go.” His commander voiced in the background.

This was it now, he was leaving, and you had to accept it. Pulling away from the kiss, you hug him tighter to you than you ever have. This was a temporary goodbye you had to tell yourself, not a permanent one.

“I love you, Bradley.” You said in your last moment with him.

“I love you too.”

*Present*

You lied there staring at his empty bed as the voicemail had ended almost five minutes ago. Soon, he would be home and back in your arms. But when that was going to be, you had no clue. All you knew was that you wanted him there more than ever, especially now as you felt the little thumps pressing against the inside of your stomach.

You let your hand rub over the area where your unborn child was currently kicking at you to get on with the day. Stretching out your arms, you finally get out of bed and start your morning. You did your normal routine, shower, brush your teeth, get started on some early morning cleaning and then prepare to go on your annual walk on the beach with Penny.

As you grabbed your things for the walks, you notice the framed picture hanging up on the wall of you and Bradley. It was your wedding photo, you in your white porcelain gown, him in his naval uniform, your friends and family in the background as you guys are captured kissing concealing your lives as one.

You feel the tiny kicks again as you continue to stare at the picture.

“I miss him too baby.”

*Flashback* (Last one I promise..)

You felt like your heart was about to beat out of your chest. Or, you felt like your stomach was going to explode with nerves. Either way you felt a lot of things and you didn’t know whether or not it would be something you should be happy about yet.

The pacing back and forth was the only thing you could do to at least distract you from the timer.

“Relax baby, your pacing is making me nervous.” Bradley chuckled as he sat at the edge of the bed.

“I can’t relax Bradley. We’ve been waiting for so long, I just wanna know already.” you stressed as the pacing continued. You didn’t notice him standing up until his arms reached out to stop you.

“Honey, you need to calm down. Working yourself up over this is not healthy. You need to stay positive no matter the outcome.” he comforted you as he kept his arms wrapped around you, rocking you from side to side to ease your mind.

“We’ve been trying for a year now, and nothing has come out of it. I just want to start our family already Bradley. I want to experience being a mother, and you a father.”

Your journey to parenthood has been a long and rather difficult one. You didn’t have any medical issues, nor did Bradley. But for some reason, it just was not as easy for you to get pregnant. You both had come to a decision to start trying earlier this year, and while it is a fun process, the end result sometimes if not all the time left you disappointed.

You wanted nothing more than to give Bradley a son or daughter. Knowing he would be a great father just like his dad was. And he had no doubt that you would be a great mother just like Carol. But you just had to accept that you would have to be patient.

“We will experience that. It may not be today, and it may not be next month or next year. But we will have a child one day, I know it. You’re just putting too much pressure on yourself. You need to stay calm and not over-stress yourself, you’ll only make it worse for your health.” he explained.

He continued to comfort you as you took in his words. He was right. You knew he was right, and although part of you wanted to be stubborn, you knew you couldn’t deny it. As much as it pained you that the test could come out negative, doesn’t meant that you would never get the chance to potentially have a child. It’ll happen, you’ll just have to be patient.

Suddenly the sound of your timer went off signaling that you could now look at the test that would determine whether or not you would have a family. Hesitantly you both walked forward towards the bathroom and sink and mentally prepared yourselves for the result.

“It’ll be alright baby.” you heard Bradley whisper as you picked up the test. Taking a deep breath, you slowly turn it over and couldn’t help but let out your emotions.

“It’s okay baby, we’ll keep trying.” Bradley pulled you towards him to hug you, but what he didn’t know was that those tears you were letting out were tears of extreme happiness.

“We don’t need to try anymore honey. It’s positive.” you tell him while trying to keep your emotions stable as best as you could.

He pulled back and the look of shock was evident amongst his face.

“W-What?” you smiled as the tears continued to fall and flipped the test over that showed the positive sign towards him.

“You’re gonna be a dad Bradley!”

It was like a weight was finally removed from both of your shoulders. Finally, you guys were getting the family that you both so desperately wanted. You were able to make Bradley dad and yourself a mother. As you both embraced each other Bradley couldn’t help but wish that his parents were there to witness this moment. But deep down he knew they were there to see it. He just hoped that they are very proud of him.

*Present*

As you walked along the shoreline with Penny and Amelia, you couldn’t help but think of the past that led you and Bradley to where you are now in your lives. His recent mission was definitely a surprise and unexpected. Bradley didn’t want to go since you only had about two months till your due date but he had no choice.

An order is an order, and as a Lieutenant, he knew he a responsibility to uphold.

“Have you heard from Bradley at all?” Penny’s question had interrupted your train of thought as you both walked in the sand with your arms cradling your stomach.

“Not since the day we said goodbye before he left. He said communication was going to be very limited and that we might not even get to speak at all. I was hoping to at least get one call, but so far nothing.” you explained to her.

“I’m sure he’ll be home soon though, i know he can’t to be away from you and the baby. I thought Pete was going to have to carry him out of the house to get him on base.” You chuckled at her comment.

There was no doubt that Bradley was indeed very protective and most of all clingy now that your bump has gotten bigger. The sign that your child was very much alive, and very well healthy.

“Hopefully before the end of the week, cause I’m tired of the little one constantly kicking my back.” You grimaced as you remembered one point in time when the baby had given a strong kick one day that had you almost huddling over in pain. A true-tell sign that this was definitely Bradley’s kid.

“Actually, I think he’s gonna be here much sooner than you think.” You heard Penny said.

‘What makes you say that?” you asked her. All you had gotten in response was Penny lifting up her hand and pointing out in the distance. Sure enough, you had spotted the blue bronco pulling up the beach.

You know those glasses and shirt from anywhere. You know exactly who it is, and if it wasn’t for your seven-and-a-half-month pregnant belly, you would have tackled him on the spot. But you couldn’t. So, you did what every normal pregnant woman would do. You waddled as fast as you could as you ignored the pressure on your lower back and tried to get to your husband as fast as you could.

“There’s my babies!” Bradley shouted as he began to sprint towards you. It was all becoming a bit over-stimulating. Part of you thought that this was a dream, or some sort of hallucination but it proved to be real the moment you got in his arms.

His scent. The scent that has been comforting all this time was more pungent and evident. His hands elicited warmth that began to spread all over you, and the overall feeling of just being in his arms sealed the deal.

He was home. He kept his promise.

“I missed you so fucking much baby. You and our little one.” he held you as tight as he could, careful not to cause too much pressure to you and the baby. You couldn’t even speak, too in shock that he was actually here, in this moment, in this time.

“I love you. I love you both so much.” Finally, after what felt like a long time, you had found your voice, and although what initially came out were sobs of joy, you finally were able to speak.

“I love you. I love you. I love you, Bradley.” your hands held his face and finally after what felt like forever you kissed him. And it was the best feeling ever, minus the happy kicking that your child was currently doing as you both celebrated your family being reunited again.

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aritamargarita · 2 years

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ATTITUDE || 015

that last minute decision? well. this may come as a surprise to you all……..but i did add a little sexual content in this one. i actually was able to fit some in there so.. SURPRISE! i will signify where it starts with ** and the spacer is where it ends if you don’t want to read it. it’s also kinda quick for a reason lol

i hope y’all like it i was kinda nervous. i legit don’t know what im doing.🧍‍♀️this is my first time don’t scream at me

WELCOME….TO….MONDAY…NIGHT…..ATTITUDEEEE!!!!!

youuu guys knoww the drilllll! you know ‘sweet but psycho’ by ava max really set the tone for me.....”you’re just like me, you’re out your mind”??? oh yeah RENT WAS DUE!!!!!

hope u enjoy this chapter i had a lot of fun writing it

YOU’RE STILL RUNNING on adrenaline! You and Trish hit backstage, spirits high and thrilled you two not only attacked Torrie, but are working together for the night. It’s going to be one hell of a Raw.

BACKSTAGE // 8:01 PM

“Trish!” You yell, turning over to her and shaking her shoulders. “That was great! My god, we really kicked her ass.”

She smiles at you. “It was! Did you see her face when I joined in?! Hilarious!”

“Listen, thanks a lot for coming on my show and helping out. I’ll be in your corner tonight, so I’ll see you later, okay?” You give her a thumbs up, heading further down the hallway towards your locker room.

Trish had your gratitude. It’s only right for you to pay her back. You’d do everything in your power to make sure that their team won.

But other than Trish’s match, you’ve got a lot to do tonight. Watch the Hardy Boyz…..accompany Austin to the ring….it’s a busy day! Makes you happy you’ve got something to do.

Vengeance is coming up and that means Austin would have to be in a series of matches in order to qualify and become the undisputed champion.

This isn’t good for your anxiety. You knew he was pretty good, but what if it went the other way around?! Nah, that couldn’t happen. He has to win.

As you made your way down, you notice Michael Cole interviewing RVD. You decide to pop up behind him and join in. “Hello, world!”

With your sudden appearance on camera, the crowd cheers. RVD gives a smile and shifts his Hardcore Title to his left arm, then slings his right around your shoulders. “Hey! It’s Miss WCW.”

You wonder if he didn’t remember your name..which would be a shame since you two teamed up not too long ago. “In the flesh! Nitro’s Golden Girl is reporting for duty.”

“What a surprise!” Michael, the interviewer exclaims. “I was just asking RVD his thoughts on the Undertaker attacking him so viciously the previous night. What’re your thoughts?”

For a moment, your mind drew a blank. You can’t remember Undertaker attacking him at all! Just so you don’t stand there in silence, you make something up on the fly. “I mean, it’s crazy! If you ask me, I think Undertaker is going through a midlife crisis or something. I mean, joining a biker club? I could’ve sworn he was all scary a couple of months ago!”

You didn’t know much about him right now, but you tried bouncing off of what you’ve seen so far.

RVD nods his head, his tone relaxed as ever. “That totally makes sense. No wonder why he got mad when I recommended him to use diapers.”

You cover your mouth on instinct. WHY WOULD HE EVEN RECOMMEND THAT?! That’s literally not what you meant at all.

He continues. “If you ask me, I think the Undertaker’s just all worked up because RVD—“

“Woah, woah, woah. Hold on a second.” You could recognize that voice as Christian, who had his title on his shoulder as well.

“You’re saying that the Undertaker’s all worked up? And you,” He points to you. “You’re saying he’s going through some midlife crisis? Well let me tell you something, did you ever think it’s maybe because he gives more respect to Vince McMahon? Do you guys think you’re better than the Undertaker?”

Christian was getting a bit hostile. You hoped most of his irritation wasn’t towards you, but you still speak up anyway, Michael shifts the mic towards you. “Mr. McMahon never had my respect in the first place. It only makes things worse because of that match he put himself in to antagonize Trish Stratus. And if you want the truth, yes! I think I’m better than the Undertaker.”

RVD motions towards you. “You heard the lady. Besides, we’re gonna find out if I’m better than the Undertaker at Vengeance.”

The two of them stare each other down, but you take the opportunity to take the mic from Michael. “Can I see this?” You ask. He nods and hands it over. “Oooh, how about this you guys, since I heard the Undertaker isn’t here tonight, how about you two go against each other?”

Boom, you made the match card make sense. It was that easy. It’s not like the audience knew the card in its entirety anyway.

“For that hardcore title? Absolutely.” Christian wasn’t against it, in fact he was more than willing to prove himself to Vince. And with the hardcore title on the line? Hell yes.

“Sounds like a good idea.” RVD easily agrees, then lightly taps Christian’s title. “And how about we put that Euro-trash title on the line too?”

“I’m a genius!” You chime. “Title versus title? Hardcore and European?”

“My title? Ha! As if I’m going to lose this to you, RVD. I’m pretty sure neither of you know nothing about Europe!” Christian challenges. “What’s the capitol of Belgium?”

“Isn’t it Br—?” You’re about to answer...

…But RVD answers with no hesitation: “Waffle!”

You turn to look at him with a smile. God he’s stupid…but he’s hilarious. The crowd laughs at his response.

Christian shakes his head. “Are you serious? Do you even know what I’m talking about?”

“I think.” You say. “Why don’t you tell us the capital?”

“..Tch,” He scoffs, waving a hand. “I’m not telling you!” It made it very clear to the crowd that he had no clue what the capital was either. “Listen, I welcome any match, where it’s cool to use the Conchairto.”

Makes you think. Man, you need to be a commissioner or something, they’re missing out on a lot of opportunities here with your co-workers!

RAW IS WAR // 8:15 PM

Because of that segment, you had to literally run and change in the locker room. You’ve got a couple of minutes to be in gorilla and come with Team Xtreme to the ring.

As you were moving around, a black letter sticking out of your bag had caught your attention. You could spare 3 minutes to read this, so you walk over and pull it out.

‘Though our meeting was rudely interrupted, I find it apparent that you’re fit to be with me. You are unapologetically you, but it’s as if you’re being silenced.

I will set you free from the chains that you’ve been bound to. Find me in the shadows. A place where people discard things they have no use of.’ A place where one would find it disgusting.‘

— Quote the Raven, Nevermore.

And all of a sudden, you had less interest in the match you were supposed to come out for.

Who cares about the match anymore?

You wanted to know more about Raven. What he said at your anger management class really struck you. He even offered to free you.

Isn’t it about time you come with him?

You’re in no hurry to make it to gorilla anymore. A place where you could discard things of no use? A place where one would find it disgusting?

That had to be the trash. And to go even bigger, it must’ve been a dumpster. Normally, you’d be disgusted, but if it’s for Raven, you didn’t care. You didn’t care if he was beside it or inside it.

Who was on the match card again?

You couldn’t remember. All you cared about was going to find a dumpster. You quickly finish changing before heading outside the room. All you had in mind was heading towards the back.

You passed by quite a few of your coworkers, who seemed to be confused as to why you’re in such a hurry. The only person who was willing to stop you was Debra.

“[Name], sweetie,” She called, rushing over to you. “I’ve been looking for you. You and Steve told me class went well, but once I spoke to Doctor Smiley, he said it was a disaster! What happened?!”

You’re not sure what to say to her. It was one thing that you two lied, but your mind was focused on one and one thing only. “I don’t know.” You shrug.

“How do you not know?” She questioned. “And where’s Steve? You two should be ashamed of yourselves! I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life.”

You mutter an apology. You’re wasting time when you could be out and about…. “I’ve gotta go.” You move past her, completely unaware that you bumped her out of the way.

And towards the back you go. There had to be a dumpster back there. You push open the door and shiver as the cold air hits you.

There’s some cars back here. You wonder if it’s any of your co-workers or any of the higher ups.

….Ugh, who cares. You mindlessly walk forward in search for your pursuer. You see nothing but most of the cars disappearing and the sight of an empty parking lot until…..

“What a pleasant surprise.”

The voice immediately makes you turn to the left, seeing none other than Raven sitting on the ground surrounded by trashcans and pieces of litter. It’s not a dumpster, but it’s definitely somewhere no one would go.

Perhaps you were wrong, but you didn’t care. You’re filled with glee. He’s all you cared about tonight.

“I didn’t expect you to show up.” His curly hair was covering most of his face and he made no effort to shake it out of the way. “Austin brutally beat me earlier tonight and I feel as if it was an attempt to keep you away from me.”

You agree. “I think so too.” But you don’t want to stay away from Raven. You never want to. “What were you talking about when you gave me that letter?” You kneel down to his level.

Raven says nothing at first, but there’s a smirk playing on the edge of his lips that you couldn’t see. “…Come closer.”

You do, and he finally moves his hair out of his face to get a better look at you. “I want to set you free.” He gets up and lightly pushes you down so he’s on top of you instead.

“I’ll show you the light, [Name]. You’ll let me, won’t you?”

Yes. You will. He’s helping you in more ways than one.

Raven leans in closer, hovering his lips above your own before moving to your ear. “I want you to repeat these words.” He whispers. “I am no bird…and no net ensnares me. I am a free human being with an independent will.”

You nod as he goes lower and focuses on your neck. “I am…” You hesitate once he kisses it, then starts to bite down. “I am no..bird…”

Raven moves his hand down carefully and lands right on the underside of your left breast. He doesn’t really grope you there, instead glides over and down to your navel.

“And no net ensnares—ah!” He bites you harder, almost enough to draw blood. “I-I am a human being…” You’re almost breathless at this point, unable to focus thanks to the man on top of you. “…with an in…dependent will.”

He latches his lips off of your neck. Just as you think he was going to say anything else, he crashes his lips into your own.

Him doing that hurt, a lot. But you didn’t care. You loved it. He pushes his tongue into your mouth forcefully, drool sliding down your chin from how haphazard it was. He swirled his tongue around yours and you could only think about him.

It’s the most messiest kiss you’ve had in your life and you wouldn’t trade this experience for the world. You can feel his hand slide down even further, right down into your underwear.

You push Raven off to catch some air, but he keeps his hand nearby your underwear. He takes the hint and returns his attention back to your neck. You run your tongue over your now swollen lips.

He’s muttering something under his breath, you can barely hear him with the ringing in your ears. You can feel him inch down towards uncharted territory and your stomach fills with butterflies as he slides your underwear to the side.

Is this really happening? Right here? Right now?

It started out soft, as he gently caressed your insides with his finger. It’s almost like he was testing the waters. Your ragged breathing only egged him on further. Slowly, he begins to move his finger in and out.

He raises his voice so you can hear him better.

“The human body is a mystery to me. I find it strange that even the simplest gestures…”

Detaching himself from your neck, he looks up towards you. For a second, he curls his fingers, then uncurls it. “…can get a reaction out of someone.”

Through your moans, you finally gather some strength to speak. “I’ve gotta….” Though your mind was on a swivel the entire night, you knew people would be looking for you. “Gotta…….”

Raven doesn’t allow you to finish your sentence, switching from one finger to two. “Fear not. Tonight, you can become apart of me.”

You’re just stuck moaning and panting on the ground. You hope no one can hear you, but it’s unlikely with how empty this area was.

Even so, he doesn’t give you the right to even finish. He snatches his fingers out, stopping as quickly as he started and gets off of you.

You lean up from your spot, dazed and completely in the clouds. As he licks his fingers clean, you stare at him with such an intensity that you think your eyes would fall out.

You think you’re in love.

RAW IS WAR // 8:35 PM

You’re still disheveled from earlier. Your clothes were wrinkled, your hair had gotten frizzy, and you’re still burning inside.

Holy shit.

You’re aching because he didn’t give you the opportunity to finish. You hope this feeling goes away. You refuse to finish yourself off anywhere near the show.

On the bright side…you’ve figured it out. Raven is your one true love. He’s everything you wanted and more. You felt like you had all the time in the world for Raven. That you could drop everything you’re doing for Raven. Raven. Raven. Raven. Raven.

That’s all you cared about right now.

A cold hand on your shoulder makes you turn around quickly. “What?!”

“Heeeey. No need to get defensive!” It’s Lita, who looked pretty concerned. “You okay? I was worried about you. You didn’t show up tonight and Jeff was disappointed.” She pauses to look at how messed up you look. “You look a mess…what happened?”

“….” You look at Lita, unable to think of a proper response. “I….no, I’m okay. Just fine. Just leave me alone.”

Your response surprises Lita. “Huh? You’re acting strange. You can tell me, you know. Was it Torrie? If—“

“No! Just—FUCK! Leave me alone!” You scream at her, wanting nothing more than to be left alone at the moment. Lita immediately shuts up as you give her one last glance and head down the hallway.

that was an experience.

really really hope u guys liked it because i lowkey wasn’t fond of it?!?!?! again i feel like it was because i kept reading it over and over but yeah. raven does things. he won. the night isn’t over either...we’ll find out what happens next monday!!!!!! also reader challenging undertaker indirectly ruh roh

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fatratbabyy · 1 year

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hi! i really love your designs, the colours are always really well done anf the characters are full of life.. and i love how your rewrites give the characters complexity and make them really interesting to me, much more so than canon(though i am a fan of some ideas introduced there, they don’t quite turn out in ways that make sense to me)! i’ve been wondering a few things about helluva troupe for a while however and hopefully the answers aren’t spoilers, lol.. in HT, what is Fizz’s involvement with the ‘troupe’ and what is stolas’s involvement too.? i wish you much luck on your work as it is lovely to see! (also apologies for my silly username)

Thank You!

Thank you so much that means a lot!! waaAahee! It makes me happy to see people interested 🥺👉👈

With Fizz it's,,, a bit Fuzzy, because hilariously he's the whole reason I made this AU among other things But I ended up makinh him a sorta side character antag again because while originally he was going to be part of the main crew from the start of HT's storyline, as I went along in trying to write I saw some cool hcs about his star clown days and so I thought to use the more canonized view- mostly in that he's a star clown during the events of HT instead of dropping the show life to join Blitz in I.M.P. That previous version is why you see him in the I.M.P references- and hinty hoo that ol version isnt completely null and voice to the current HT

ANYWAY so yeah- While Fizz isn't as much a main character as he was he still has a great deal of importance to the story and themes I want to express in HT. When it comes to him and the Troupe itself, I could best describe him as one of the biggest foils or parallels to the main cast. Just,, he's this golden image that represents their every want fulfilled. For Blitz especially given their thick history heehooo. (That's not to say this 'golden image' is entirely as it seems btw...)

Now it sounds much like canon I know but I like to think I'm taking a different direction with it- It's not really just the "haha you suck with relationships, fuck, shit, pénis im doing better look at my good relationship" nonsense cuz for 1. Fizzarozzie does nOT exist anymore- its Mamzie now 😊 (Mammon + Ozzie) and 2. The themes with Fizz and really most of HT has less to do with the melodramatic romance "will they wont they" of Stolitz (which isnt really a thing either) and more the struggle impoverished and oppressed peoples experience with success, failure, identity, community, family, status, history, trauma, etccc. Specifically, because I am an indigenous person from Canada, a lot of the themes are drawn from my own experiences, knowledge and history as an indigenous person. Though with execution, creative liberties were taken to make the fact they're in Hell clear btww-

That very likely did nOT answer jour question but i amn,,,stoopi 😭😭😭 simpler answer i suppose maybe by chance would be Fizz is an eventual antagonist to I.M.P. Specifics and how it happens and wheNNN?? Im still not sure yet if im honest- been really busy the last year or so and so Ive hadnt had any time or energy to work as much on writing all the things! ;u; thats probs disappointing to hear cuz plaNNing and all is important if you're gonna post story stuff at all,,, but !! I do hope to work more on the story this year so i can wrap up all these floating ideas into a Concrete line of stuff cuz truly all im missing is the middle pieces. Maybe an HT comic will be real this/or next year! 👀🏃

ANYHOOT ONTO STOLAS! i rambled a bit too much about Fizz cuz im still figuring him out- Stolas might be a bit shorter cuz his role is sweet and simplisticerr.

So, Stolas is an antagonist. He and Blitz still have an exchange sort of deal, but the deal is Blitz gets to keep the grimoire for I.M.P if he handles Stolas' "errands" and gives it back on the full moon with ofc none of the uh,,hawny stuff, obv. Blitz kinda keeps this deal under wraps from the rest of I.M.P because for him, it hurts his pride to admit he's in need of some big guy's help. And Stolas is somewhat aware of this. And so, Stolas is this looming, cruel threat that Blitz carries the burden of cuz he's stubborn as fuck whilst the rest of I.M.P remain ignorant.

Some bonus notes that dont really have to do with Stolas involvement with imp but jus how stuff ive changed with his canon influence the story diff than canon; so, Stella isnt a thing anymore. In general the Goetia work much differently- majority of the Goetia being the children of Ozzie instead of Paimon (who is Stolas' sibling now btw too) and the Goetia being thousands of years old instead of fucking 30- Also! While Via is existant she is but a baby instead of a moody teen,, ties heavily with Stolas' motives and how he operates as a character, royal, and Goetian and felt it would work better with how HT Stolas is as a character than it would otherwise.

Also no worries about the username! I dont like canon stolas much either lol,,;

I apologize if this didnt answer much 😭 feel free to let me know if you wanna hear about somn else gwahgh 🏃

#Helluva Troupe #redthreadduo #helluva boss

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fufukunaga · 2 years

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sakuatsu | demisexual demiromantic kiyoomi

part 1

Kiyoomi feels like he's seeing Atsumu for the first time in his life.

Of course, that's not really the case. They've known each other for years since the U-19 camp during their second year of high school.

And he knew Atsumu was attractive but only from his numerous fans and extensive dating history. Atsumu is well-liked and for good reason.

A reason Kiyoomi is only coming to understand now.

To Kiyoomi, Atsumu has always just been a menace. An arrogant pest. Who is good at volleyball. (If it weren't for the last one, Kiyoomi would have dismissed his existence entirely).

But now Kiyoomi can see, clear as day, Miya Atsumu is fucking hot.

He'd only gotten the memo last night when stayed up until 4am talking to Atsumu. He was having trouble sleeping so he went out to get a drink when he sees Atsumu still up in the living room commons binging a TV show.

Atsumu had invited him to join and Kiyoomi accepted, thinking it would be better than endlessly tossing and turning in bed.

So they watched together. Atsumu talks a lot. Of course, Kiyoomi already knew this. Atsumu was loud and demanded attention.

Except now Atsumu was mellow. He explained to Kiyoomi about the show they're watching, who the characters were, what he'd missed from previous episodes, etc.

Kiyoomi wasn't invested in the show but it did intrigue him which characters Atsumu found interesting.

Atsumu talked about the characters as if he was attached to them. Kiyoomi asked why is that.

Atsumu says he sees himself in the character, that he relates to their struggles. He went on to talk about more personal stuff, the drone of the TV serving as mere white noise.

Kiyoomi rarely opened up to people but thay night with Atsumu spilling his heart out to him, Kiyoomi can't help but reciprocate. So he tells him about himself and his struggles, his hopes and dreams. Kiyoomi didn't know Atsumu could be a great listener.

Kiyoomi felt heard and he felt safe. They talked and talked until Atsumu pointed out that he's been yawning so they should probably go to bed.

And then the next morning during practice, it was like Kiyoomi suddenly gained a new set of eyes.

Because suddenly he can Atsumu clear as day. His muscles, his thighs, his everything. And he can't seem to take his eyes off him. There's a weird feeling in his stomach and a fluttering in his heart.

It must be the sleep deprivation, Kiyoomi thinks.

part 2

There is an obvious shift in Kiyoomi's behavior after realizing he's attracted to one Miya Atsumu. He's become more affectionate towards Atsumu and more open in receiving casual touches like high fives and pats on the shoulder from Atsumu.

Days, weeks, months pass. They talk more, spend more time together, they banter on and off court bordering on flirting.

And Kiyoomi finds himself falling a little bit more each day.

"I like you," Kiyoomi confesses during their weekly movie night. They started the tradition ever since Kiyoomi had joined him that one time.

Atsumu looks at him in shock. "But ya rejected me," he says.

"What? When?" He would have remembered if Atsumu confessed to him.

"I— You—" Atsumu stammers. "I've been flirting with ya ever since ya joined the Jackals! And ya always turned me down so I thought ya weren't interested."

Kiyoomi looks down at his hands. "I wasn't back then," Kiyoomi admits in a small voice. He remembers finding Atsumu annoying every time he flirted but Kiyoomi never thought much of it. He didn't even think Atsumu was serious. He thought that's just how Atsumu is to everybody.

"But I am now. I want to go out with you. If you'll have me."

Atsumu studies him carefully. "What changed, Omi?"

"I don't know," Kiyoomi says honestly. "I just got to know you and we started spending all this time together and I guess I finally saw you, you know? And I like what I see." He looks into Atsumu's eyes. "I like you and I'm sorry it took a long time for me to get here. If you're not interested anymore, I understand..."

Kiyoomi's used to this. Potential partners have moved on by the time Kiyoomi even considers them as a potential partner. Or sometimes the other person has decided they only see Kiyoomi as a friend and nothing more. It wouldn't be his first rejection. But it would still hurt. Kiyoomi really liked Atsumu. They get each other. He's never felt more connected to a person. But now he just thinks he ruined a perfectly good friendship by selfishly imposing his feelings. He's scared that Atsumu will pull away from him. He doesn't want to lose their weekly movie marathon and their midnight talks, their banter and inside jokes. He doesn't want to lose his friend.

Maybe he should've just kept quiet.

But Atsumu reaches out for his hand. He gives Kiyoomi a soft smile and Kiyoomi doesn't know if his heart is melting from fondness or if his heart is breaking.

"Omi..." Atsumu starts and Kiyoomi almost doesn't want to hear it. "I never stopped liking ya."

It takes a moment for the word to register. "Really?" He asks.

"Really," Atsumu affirms. "I would love to go out with you." He caresses Kiyoomi's cheek with his hand. "Can I kiss ya?"

Kiyoomi nods and before he knows it, lips are on his and he feels his heart soar.

Later that night as they're both cuddling in Atsumu's room, they talk about everything and nothing. Kiyoomi feels like everything is the same yet different all at once.

For starters, they're cuddling. Sakusa Kiyoomi doesn't cuddle. But here he is, tucked into his boyfriend.

His boyfriend. Kiyoomi can't believe it. He's so happy.

"I'm so happy," he murmurs into Atsumu's collar bones. "I thought I might've missed my chance with you."

Atsumu chuckles softly as he draws small circles on Kiyoomi's back. "I didn't even think I had a chance."

"I'm sorry," Kiyoomi says. "For making you wait. For not realizing things earlier."

"Hey," Atsumu coos. "There's nothing to be sorry for. The important thing is we're finally on the same page about things, yeah? Besides, we'll have all the time in the world starting now."

#sakuatsu #haikyuu #sakusa kiyoomi #miya atsumu #bre's thread fics

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rrxnjun · 11 months

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i'm sorry for replying late but had actual zero clue that i didn't send this and then i had an exam so💀

to be fair u wouldn't really be wrong with that statement🫢 (kinda interested in who u were targeting lmao) sticker just hits diff as much as i wasn't vibing with it when it first came out (sorry) now i jam to it so hard!! I REALLY LIKED THE SONGS also recommended without you to my friend and she also loved it very much!!! I DIDNT WATCH THE ACTUAL MV BUT I SAW ONE OF THEIR PERFORMANCES FROM A MUSIC SHOW AND THE SONGS WAS SSOOO GREAT I REALLY LIKED IT!!! (and that's as far as i got with checking out the cb😔smh exams)

i feel like 2 hour should be a lot actually😭idk how someone expects the brain to work more than that smh😭 i think u actually getting in despite that and ur uni being one of the bests just screams that u are veryvery smart🫡 I NEED ALL THE PRAYERS I HAD ONE IF IT TODAY AND ALMOST CRIED BY THE END LMAO THEY SHOULD ACTUALLY BE CANCELED!!! i hope ur speaking exam will go well as well!!!!!!! 🥳🥳🥳glad u passed!!!!! IM A LITTLE BIT LATE TO THAT BUT I HOPE U PASSED THAT ONE AS WELL!!!! (ur teacher sounds like a nightmare😟)

KEEP SPREADING UR LOVEJOY AGENDA!!!! and tbh i kinda see it how they match🫡

IM ACTUALLY SO HAPPY THAT I SENT U THAT ASK!!!😭I LOVE THE STORYLINE OF LIEBESTRAUM SO MUCH ACTUALLY!!! (i have read it like three times already instead of studying for my maths exam🫢) IT DOES LEAVE A GOOD OPEN ENDING ITS JUST SO GREAT ACTUALLY😭😭AND THANK UUU FOR BEING AN AMAZING WRITER!!! AND JUST BEING A VERY LOVELY FRIEND;-; I HOPE SO AS WELL!!!! HOPE U ARE DOING GREAT!!!! AND THAT THINGS HAVE BEEN GOING WELL FOR U!!!!!!!🥳💓💞 (liebestraum anon💞💞)

GIRL IM HERE TO ANSWER THIS RELIC OF AN ASK TO MARK OFF THE END OF RRXNJUN HIATUS AHAHAHA. this is so funny to me. from the moment u sent this ask i managed to slide into your dms, get out of a depressive episode and also stan the boyz, somehow. anyways.

i kind of had to look up my previous answer to know what we were talking about here

i wont say the group name out loud for the sake of my reputation but if you ask about it in dms ill tell you AHAH. sticker definitely took some time to marinate but i got the vision eventually. glad to hear your friend liked my all time favorite cix song!!! and thats totally okay i get that these things take time *cough cough* me w tbz *cough*

i love how i was talking about exams in my last reply.....thats so crazy bc that was like more than a month ago now GOODFUCKINGBYE. and NOO im not tHAT smart i just learn pretty fast. i hope exams went well for you as well LORD i- okay lets proceed

are you serious did you really reread the fic ;-; that's making me so flattered omg thank u mwah. im glad you liked it and that you sent the ask that long ago bc now we are actual besties AHAHA. glad you enjoyed the open ending!!!! im happy you didnt leave me after getting the fic AHAHA /j

#💌ask #liebestraum anon

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didiwaffles · 2 years

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since ur lonely (as per ur tumblr ask button, which i will assume means send whatever passes thru my mind) and i keep having the worst thoughts ever disguised as mastermindful ideas, how about:

the thrilling sequel to kiana and senti time travel adventures no one asked for: previous era shenanigans

(im still elysian realm babey chapter 1 and im only now unlocking more. stuff so like. mobius saying that herrschers to keep their own mind is unheard of... ehehe >:) free real estate in terms of ideas

senti with limited background knowledge cause girl forgot to download the memories before she unsubscribed to the fu hua newsletter: "uh oh" kiana: what uh oh. why did you say that senti: as previous era carole liked to say, bestie we're in trouble

(well, at least i like to think Carole talked like it was 2022)

sure sounds like a great place to be when you're a herrscher TM and you're not supposed to be there </3 oops

(i will elaborate more if u want me to but i also dont know that much just yet which is what i think makes these more fun without context)

anyway um thanks for listening to my rambles i hope im not being too annoying?! (if its any consolation, i ALSO yell out these ideas to at least 2 other people on discord, but my brain goes "wait but my tumblr scrunkly i somehow gained is being left out of the convo :(" so, here i am)

goodbye see you at the next honkai brainrot (and subsequential felis death denial)

Omg yes senti impact brainrot in my inbox <3

Yes, pretty much none of the PE Herrschers had anything human in them, and the only one who showed a soft side was PE Himeko and even then it was a trap and it damaged everyone involved heavily.

So yeah hard to say how CE Herrschers would behave if they were to be tped to PE. But to be honest, we don't know how they work even in CE. Back in her days Sirin was straight up connected to the Will of Honkai, she talked to it, and it even protected her from Hua (in case you haven't read the manga). Are Herrschers like Mei and Senti also connected to it? Or it deems them all traitors like it said about Welt? Will the Will of Honkai of PE be aware of where CE Herrschers came from? Will it try to subdue them? Or just kill? So many questions, so little answers! Endless possibilities!

Ok but if you ask me, I think Will of Honkai must consider Senti to be its finest creation. Like, it found a perfect body (in all senses), filled it with Honkai and made the two perfectly compatible. Not everything went right, but I don't think the Will would just give up on Senti like that.

Even if she's without Hua's body I think she'd be the perfect canvas for Honkai, and it won't pass a chance to use her, especially in PE. Which would make things so interesting!

Also, you don't need to be in denial if you just resurrect everyone. And also shove a self-insert OC in. Just because I can. Who's gonna stop me? They're all too weak!! Muahahahaha!!!!!!!!

#or rather shove everyone into my OC's universe #that's just how my brainrot goes #you don't think I have nothing to elaborate with do you?#also I have discord too you can add me there if you want!#tumblr skrunkly ehehehe #ask #emypony

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this is a bit random but i remembered you saying in your tags that your will to live dropped after ptd did and like... the real lasting legacy for ptd for me personally is that now i have trust issues every time a kpop group i like is about to release a song. like the preview for back for more sounds good and that makes me a bit optimistic but part of me is also cautious bc a preview is just a small snippet, what if the whole track turns out to be a song that i dislike and that i feel doesn't fit txt at all? maybe a few years ago i would've been purely excited but now there's always that part of me that's like "please don't be another ptd" so i feel cautious before every release

anyway this is just a vent and this is my own personal problem, like i said i think the preview sounds good and it's cool that other people are excited! this is just more of a "what if" nagging thought for me and sometimes i wonder if other fans feel the same or if i'm just being pessimistic

ok i talked too much so i'm adding a read more break here

JDKAJDJA i feel u 😔 personally i don't have a problem if i don't like a song one of my fav groups releases, so i won't be TOO disappointed if i don't like it. plus as someone from brazil i am REALLY excited to see them releasing a feature with a brazilian artist tbh 😭 my problem with ptd was the series of unfortunate events that lead us to that moment yk? like they were supposed to promote mots7 (which to me was a wonderful album) and go on tour, but then covid happened so the tour was cancelled, then they released dynamite... which was a BOP ngl i loved it i was just as obsessed as anyone else. but bighit saw how well the song performed internationally, especially in the usa, and seemed to become obsessed with trying to make bts appeal to the american media. so we got butter (and i was FUMING at the time bc txt had a cb with 0x1 shortly after a fcking bts comeback and i felt like they wouldn't stand a chance against bts on mysic shows and stuff 😭) and later on we got ptd which to me is honestly the weakest and most generic song bts has ever released. bts went from a group that co-wrote and co-produced most of their songs to a group that was being forced to only sing other people's generic stuff. (and i won't even mention BE bc that felt like a fever dream tbh it was literally released just as damage control and also at a specific time of the year so bts could win album of the year in 2021 without actually releasing an album in 2021.) and now that bts is on a hiatus i fear that they try to put them txt through a btsification process or smth idk???? but at least for now it doesn't seem to be the case. i don't mind them appealing to the american public and releasing songs that are meant to be a radio hit over there or whatever, as long as they don't lose their essence in the long run... and considering this album concept seems to be following that txt formula we know and love (since it's a continuation of the previous one, apparently), i think everything's still ok for now.

plus around the time do it like that was released they mentioned it on a welive that korean fans were getting kinda frustrated at how much promotion they were doing in the usa and not in korea and they were like don't worry we still have smth BIG coming up for us in korea, and i'm p sure they were talking about the album!! so i think we will survive. i hope. particularly i'm super excited to find out what the album is gonna sound like!! it's the first full album since freeze so hopefully we'll get many great tracks to jam to

#thanks for coming to my ted talk 😭#anyway it's fine we'll be ok!!! i trust them!!! although i guess they have no power over bighit and i do NOT trust bighit #but it's ok #i'm rlly excited for this comeback tbh!!!!#anon #💌

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lenteur · 1 year

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i missed you moooooooooost <33 thank u my darling 💗 i'm feeling good this week, hoping that feeling lasts :)) you're the sweetest :))

*squishes u* <33

i appreciate your puns always ;) they will always be met with me smiling <33 even if they're bad, i still love them 🌸 i am smh at ur pun but i will look past it bc ily 👀

i love my boo seungkwan 🌱🧡 i love that man a whole looooooot 🥰 nah i can't deal with scoups, he is ADORABLE </3 must......resist......and....not....squish.....his......cheeks..... aaaaaaaa 👀 OH MY GOD I LOVED THAT ONE <33

yes! it's about superman. i can't remember much of smallville but i used to love it :( the first four seasons are great but season five and season six, you're just like wtaf is happening (i still love it tho. it's chaotic) 🌸

yes! i'm halfway through now <33 OKAY SO the murderer is NOT who i think it is!! he is actually super innocent and sweet and i wanna protect him forever <33

my cats were on catnip this evening which was very, very funny <33 toffee was moody and was like um gimmie catnip, mother >.< and luna was practically throwing herself about 😭 we put the catnip inside an old sock and they both were crazy 🤪

lemme just love u forever <33 actually nvm, gonna love u anyway okay? 🥰🥰🥰 i'm so happy their faces make you smile <333 you deserve to be happy 💙🧡💖

hello my love 💖 i've missed you sososososososososo much you have no idea 😭 you're truly the highlight of my days whenever I see you interact with me 💗

you always say i'm the sweetest when i think you're a great competitor 💕 if there ever was a world's kindest sweetest person championship, you'd rank super high 🏆

see when i said you're the sweetest? you're even willing to smile at my worst puns 💞 if that is not a sign of love & friendship, i don't know what is 💓

the bias wreckage is very present in you 💔 i mean same :( scoups was the first svt member to catch my attention back when they debuted. he kind of holds a special place in my heart 💕 and, to be clear, I AM NOT SIMPING FOR THIS DUDE OK?! (why the sudden aggression? i have no idea. maybe i am a bit in denial... who knows?)

now that you said this, that's why i ended up not liking the show :/ the last seasons were too chaotic and nonsense for me lol

wait what?! first of all, i'm glad the m*rd*rer (keeping it pg just in case hehe) was not who you thought. but? super sweet and innocent? wanna protect him forever? i must be honest that shocked me a little when i read that. but then, i went back to our previous message and it helped me understand your feelings a little better.

ah yes catnip and cats are a match made in heather 🤪 (see what i did there? hehe) honestly i miss when i used to have a cat at home :( a lot of craziness but a lot of fun too 💖 so please let me know about your cats' lives 💘

awww :((( you're too sweet :((( you too deserve to be happy ok? you have no idea how bright you shine (like a diamond) (yes my music knowledge is so eclectic and i only listen to underrated artists 🙄)

anyway, as usual, i hope you're having the best day you can have and that you're taking care of both yourself and your cats 🐱🐱 (so sad there aren't customisable cat emojis because i would've created the most realistic toffee & luna emojis jsyk)

#lettre #lovely mutuals #heather 🪶#i always take a lot of time to answer you but that's only because i want to give you the best answer <3 #atp you can't escape me & my puns hehehe #you have unlocked the pun master *firework sounds heard in the background*

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Hiya bestie! So the bleeding/spotting has stopped completely for now. So that’s good. But I’m still a little shaken up about the changes seeing as I started having sex almost two months ago and have had multiple regular cycles (my cycles are short that’s why I’ve had multiple) since then so if it was what you’d said about when you start having sex you’d think it wouldn’t be quite so delayed?

But I just wanted to come by to say I did a pathetic thing and went to the bar we met at and waited around to see if he’d show up and of course he didn’t. However, I did meet a couple girls who were super sweet and watched my drink for me while I peed! And then they invited me to join them and we had a great time talking and joking around!! The one girl was quite cute but I don’t think she’s gay lol. For real though they really brightened up my night because I spent like three hours there journaling about him writing a letter I’ll never send. Maybe this was fate because I was actually planning on going on Saturday not yesterday and if I did I wouldn’t hVe met those girls! We might even go out some time which would be nice! Maybe the end of our relationship doesn’t have to be the end of my social life after all!!

Thanks for all the help girlie I know it must not be easy to hear me moan on and on about this guy who’s obviously not very good for me. I guess it’s just the end of my first love and I don’t know how to handle that quite yet. Is it okay for me to say that word? Love? It feels right to me and my feelings about this all and him but at the same time it doesn’t feel like the appropriate word to use just because it was so early on in the relationship? - age gap crush anon

Hi lovely, I'm so glad you got to have that positive experience and I hope you go out with them sometime, that's such a nice wee twist of fate and you should definitely try and make the most of it!!

I think if your period has worried you and you find the changes to be abnormal then you should consult your doctor. It probably isn't anything to worry about but it's better safe than sorry and it'll help you to be less anxious about it if you have a doctor talk to you about what could be going on.

I think first loves and relationships are a big thing and you experience a lot of strong emotions. I know u felt a LOT of strong feelings of attachments, adoration and perhaps a kind of love in my previous relationships. It's something me and B have talked about before where like, we don't think we've ever actually been in love before, but we have felt very strong feelings that at the time, have felt like love because they were the strongest feelings we'd ever felt about anyone before. But now we compare those feelings to what we feel for eachother and its like wow, this is some different shit.

But also the feelings you had, if you wanna call them love and thsts the best way to describe them then you should, you went through a lot of pivotal moments in your life with him, he was your first kiss and first time, you fell hard pretty fast and we're really wrapped up in eachother for a while. It was intense and I think you should call it what it feels like.

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audrey-emeralds · 2 years

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Past Times | Tom Riddle and Mattheo Riddle

Pairing: Tom Riddle x First!Gn!Reader and Mattheo Riddle x Second!Gn!Reader

Summary: James and his twin travel to past to see the time when Lord Voldemort was in the making, finding out the truth of their relative's mysterious death.

Request

Warnings: Mentions of death, a loved one passing away, reunion, time traveling

A/n: Part 1 Also I gave name to the second reader, Jaime as it can be both male or female and so it wouldn't be confused with Y/n.

Jaime and James just had to do it. They knew of the time turner which was hiding in their house and just wanted to try it out.

" To which year would we go to? " James asked his twin, head on the wooden table.

" Maybe like in Tom Riddle's time? " Other twin suggested.

" To see you, or father-in-law? " Jaime has been dating Mattheo Riddle for almost a year now, and their brother since then refers to him as brother-in-law.

" He is not my father-in-law. I am not married. "

" How it's going I think you will become a Riddle soon enough. " The oldest Potter child teased their sibling.

" Let's leave this conversation. " They got up from their seat. " It's time for travelling. " They rushed away from the table and to their location.

" I didn't agree to the suggestion you made. "

" I really don't care. " He rolled his eyes catching up with them.

When their hands finally got to it, they looked at each other, nodded and prepared to see how did Hogwarts look like before them and their father.

As if it was a blink of an eye, they found themselves in the astronomy tower.

" It looks the same. " James remarked. " Are you sure it worked? "

" Yes I am. " Jaime looked around, the night surrounded the magical world with light stars only keeping it bright. It seemed peaceful, until the some figure was seen rushing their way.

Twins hid behind a wall the fastest they could, hoping they didn't get caught. It moved to the edge, removing the hood.

It was a man, with the robes of House Slytherin. He looked like he was in a lot of trouble, walking around, pulling at his hair.

" What's going on? " James tried to push his way to see the figure. " Shh. It's a man. A slytherin. " They said.

" If it isn't Tom Riddle himself. " He was close to moving his twin, yet being defeated. " Not fun. " He remarked.

" What am I going to do now? " The man spoke, not loudly but making it loud enough for the Potter twins to overhear.

" Y/n... " The man spoke, whispering the name of the unknown person.

" Wait isn't that the name of dad's like great-uncle/great-aunt? " They remembered when their father talked about Y/n who went to school during the same time Tom Riddle did. And how they died bizarrely.

" What if they are here? " James spoke too loudly. " We have to find them. Only 5 hours and we don't have time, maybe he can help us or something he obviously knows who they are- " By the time Jaime closed his mouth, too much was said and they were heard, but even worst they were found.

The same man who seemed desperate a minute before now held a cold gaze at them.

" Come out. " It sounded like a command and hiding didn't seem like an option. So they did it. They showed themselves to the man who spoke of their ancestor.

The moment he saw Jaime, it's like his previous behavior returned, he looked at disbelief.

" No this can't be real. " He almost chuckled. " I must be imagining this. " His eyes didn't move from Jaime. They scanned, not believing what they were seeing.

When he was done with his head shaking no and staring at them he said the name again. " Y/n? "

" Jaime. " They didn't know what to say. Panic caught up with the brain and they just gave them their hand.

" You are not Y/n? " The man looked surprised. Stepping away from the twins.

" Well Y/n is kind of our relative. " James said.

" You are the Potters. " He asked, his glances were becoming sadder however confused the two. By this time he realized they came from future, but could he really care.

" How did I end up? " He asked them. " What happened with Tom Riddle? " It took a second for them to realize what he meant.

He was the Tom Riddle. Voldemort. James was ready to attack him as soon as he caught up to his words. But Jaime stopped him, they saw the look in his eyes. The absolute deadly grief that consumed him.

" I will tell you, if you tell us about Y/n. " They demeaned, Harry told his children about Y/n, but mostly how they died in unknown circumstances. Riddle nodded, preparing to tell them what just happened half an hour ago.

" Y/n was alive, to this day. They passed today. " His eyes were on the floor then they came to the sky and stopped when watching Jaime.

" They were beautiful and I destroyed that. "

" I don't know how it happened, they just happened to be at the wrong place and they died. " James almost gained sympathy for the Slytherin man, until he said the horrifying truth.

" I killed them. " Silence stopped them all, the words hit harder then they could have imagined.

" You died. " Jaime spoke, taking his attention. " You lost the wary you lost the war, you lost a life and took many others. " He sighed, burying his head in his hands.

" So none of it was worth it either way. " His fingers grabbed his hair. " Without Y/n, I got nothing back, but mostly not her. "

He came to the same edge were he was first seen, he groaned at the reality of his own unsuccessful future.

" Let's leave him. We just need him to kill us. " Older twin begged their sibling hoping they want the same. " No. "

" No? " He came before them. " He is mad and you want him to go into full-blown madness. " James saw no sense in what his twin decided to do.

Tom sat on the cold floor feeling like the end is near for him. All his plans were leading to nothing. To no success and no power. And in the end no happiness either way.

He was about to leave the place he spent thinking about his next move finding it completely useless.

But they appeared in his way.

" Tom, what are you doing on the floor? " His tired eyes looked at his beloved Y/n. He thought he was imagining or that it was Jaime. However, he saw three Potters.

" Tom. " They held out their hand for him to dive into which he did. He kissed their rough lips they became hard from coldness.

" You were dead. " He buried his head into his lover's neck, hoping to never leave.

" Tom we have to talk about this. " They pointed to James and Jaime.

" I want you to stop with this whole chaos you are going to. " They let their fingers go through his hair.

" It needs to stop. " Tom didn't even listen to their words, only putting the focus on then alone.

" I will not stand with you if you go through this. "

" I don't want to lose again, but I really wanted this. You know me the best, you know how big is my desire. " He tried to reason.

" But you know your future. " Twins pointed out.

" Tom I want us to work this out together, alright? " Y/n had hope in Tom, she knew somewhere there was a good, a truly good side of him.

" We will Y/n. We will. " Riddle kissed their hands which had been freezing.

" I think it's our time to leave. " Twins said moving out of the way for the two live birds.

And so the two Potters returned to their home, hoping Tom would do as he said, hoping his dark desire wouldn't grow too big now when he got one thing back. Mostly they hopped the future didn't get too complicated, but what would children that want good in the world know what is to come, if they even can come back home.

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☆ﾐ 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 “𝚘𝚑”

PART 10: BIG DICK IS BACK IN TOWN

y/n is back in brooklyn for the holidays. thinking that a stream will make her feel less homesick for cali, she starts working on her famously titled hentai.free.srv. what was supposed to be a relaxing stream turns into a special delivery about two hours in.

─── corpse husband x reader ─── soc. media + written fiction! ─── word count: 2.2k ─── ❥ req: Here's one... You know those apps for delivery like Domino's or whatnot... What if reader is streaming Among Us with Corpse, and reader mentions they're hungry and Corpse offers to order them food, and readers like no no it's fine... Then there's delivery at the door (Corpse ordered beforehand)

author’s note: fucky format is also back in town baby!!! also if you find any mistakes - no u didnt <3 thank u everyone for enjoying this story sm i literally cant believe how feral yall going strawberry cow was a nuclear explosion im still recovering tbh. got an ask a while ago and decided to incorporate it into myso. happy holidays everyone! myso will continue on monday!

ultimate masterlist. ҉ myso masterlist ҉ previous. ҉ next.

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Indeed, being soft on any social media platform was the biggest disgrace and needed to be eliminated post haste. Moreover, it was a slippery slope - once you start flooding your timeline with cute imagery and heart emojis, what will stop you from posting inspirational Facebook quotes? Disgusting. If Rae were here, she would chide you (not you thinking about her as if she’s dead or something). For once in your life, you feel like you deserve it.

Alas, you hope this little chaos you’ve caused is enough to throw everyone off. The stans, especially. You know the hashtags, you’ve seen ARMY scourging for info online with the same fervor and ruthlessness 1 Direction fans hacked airport security cameras just to spy on the boys. If you had any dirty secrets online, they are out to the public now - thankfully, besides the Harry Styles stan account (with edits and all), you have nothing. Though, now that you think about it, exposed nudes would have been better than your Punk!Harry edit receiving almost a million views. God, your life’s a fucking mess.

Your fans aren’t the only ones out for info - you, too, are trying to decipher Rae’s message. Code: Barbecue Sauce. The two of you had come up with it roughly two years ago, around the same time when you promised that if you didn’t find significant others by the time you’re 40, you’ll just marry each other. It was one of the many rules found in your friendship codex. Barbecue Sauce signifies information - an exchange of information. And depending on how it ends or begins (”So I’m sitting there” alludes to Rae, “On my titties” alludes to you), secret data on that person is given away, usually free of charge.

But why? And to whom did Rae give away what? You had pestered her mercilessly and even sent some voice messages where you were crying. You were only crying because of a video of a grandpa smiling you saw on TikTok, but you are a snake, and so you put those tears to good use. If streaming doesn’t work out, you’ll just become an actress. Hollywood would love you. Your PR firm sure as fuck wouldn’t, though.

Rae was having none of it. She said you’ll figure it out eventually. Told you to channel your superior puzzle skills. You were quick to remind her that you can barely count to ten without having an aneurysm. Oddly serious, she admitted that she worries for you sometimes. Why only sometimes?! you demanded. She merely sighed. uttering under her breath something that sounded closely to “Boke.”

You leave her for barely a week and she’s already neck deep in the gay volleyball anime, hoodie and cardboard cutout and everything. Your life is falling apart.

But Brooklyn is nice. It had snowed when you stepped off of the plane. Thousands of snowflakes sprinkling into your hair, dotting your cheeks and nose. You missed this sight back in Cali. You missed your parents, too.

Home cooked meals, old sweaters, your old room and about 40GB worth of old high school pictures on your computer. You went through them all one night. Some were stomach churning, cringe inducing nightmares. You were especially fond of those. Texted some of your friends that were still in Brooklyn, met up, decided to bake. Bad idea, Rae was the resident chef back in Cali. Besides laughing till your stomach hurt, and almost burning down your kitchen, nothing all that significant happened. Somewhere down the line, at about 3 am, half-way through a cheesy rom-com you had the overwhelming urge to text Corpse.

That’s where the problems really started. God, you missed California, missed being in the same timezone with a guy you hadn’t even met yet, how embarrassing is that?! You missed skating around and taking pictures of the beach in the setting sun, sending it to him, silently wishing he was with you to admire the view.

You really want to call him. And to hang out with him. But for some reason, the thought of that springs up immediate anxiety and you shy away from asking. Him sending you cute good morning texts doesn’t help, either. Maybe it’s better he doesn’t know that you’re a blushing, stuttering mess each time you read “baby”.

Late evening. Your stream is already set up, people are slowly trickling in and you greet them with a grin and a soft “Hello! Hi hi!”. You did your best to make your room a perfectly chaotic backdrop - led lights, an embarrassing amount of anime merch and plushies. You always try to balance out your weeb side by dressing hot as fuck for your streams - today’s inspiration just so happens to be egirls. Mostly because you watched one too many egirl make-up tutorials on TikTok, and also because you’ve been listening to Corpse’s song all day.

Yeah, no, who are you kidding, you dressed up this way because you were hoping Corpse was watching your stream. You didn’t forget your cat headphones, either. You know he likes them. You want to make him suffer. Perhaps then, finally, he will ask you out, so you wouldn’t have to.

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“I feel like,” You start when you put away your phone, staring idly at the chat, “I feel like I need a new name for you guys. Calling you guys after two years of streaming is just... weird, no? I also don’t respect men so I don’t want to call you guys. Like, so many creator’s have, like, a name for their fans. Uhm, Cody Ko has the chodesters, Kurtis Conner has, uh, folks? Kurtis Town? Citizens! Markiplier has mommy issues--” You can’t help snorting, “So, I’ve been, like, thinking - I know, shocking! - so I was thinking I’m gonna name you cockroaches. Because you’re grimy little shits impossible to kill. And also then I can use the legendary Minaj meme ROACHES!”

Your stream enthusiastically echoes ROACHES, making the chat swim. Yes, if anyone would enjoy such a name, it would be your audience. You’re as equally proud as you are disturbed.

“Well, anyway.” Leaning back into your chair, you throw your arms out with a bright grin, “Big dick is back in town, baby! If you noticed the backdrops different, it’s cuz I’m in Brooklyn now. Don’t ask me when I will return to Always Sunny, I don’t plan that far ahead.”

While Minecraft boots up, you decide to answer a few questions.

r u dating sykkuno?

You want to smack your head into the keyboard, but as it is, you can’t exactly afford a new one, so you refrain, “No, Sykkuno and I are not dating, we are just good friends. Uhm, I’m not sure how much I’ll have to repeat this, but, we really aren’t, so if the roaches could chill - Oh my God, that sounds so stupid, I love it - uh, yeah, if the roaches could chill that’d be great.”

the roaches lmao sounds like we’re a sports team

“Oh shit, yeah it does, uh-- maybe I can make like, jerseys or something. That’d be cool, I think.”

how disappointed are your parents with the way your life turned out?

“My parents are actually not disappointed at all!” You say with a cute little smile, “Uhm, they’re both really proud, actually. They’re glad I found something I love doing and made a job outta it. Dad finds my Youtube videos endearing. Yes, they watch pretty much all of my videos, unless I explicitly tell them not to. And yeah, with all the fucks and thirsting for anime characters. Uhm, it was very embarrassing at first, but I mean, after a while, shame just...doesn’t exist anymore, I guess? Funny thing about my parents, actually, when they watch my videos-” You eye catches a comment, “Oh! No, they only watch my Youtube videos. They don’t know how to use Twitter, thank God. Uhm, anyway-- when they hear a name they don’t know, like, I dunno, Dabi, or something, they google--” You’re grinning by now, eyes crinkling, giggling softly, “--who that is, and buy me like, merch and stuff. It’s really cute.

can i be adopted by ur parents plz

will you and corpse ever collab?!

You were about to answer, though the man of the hour himself decides to do it for you.

Corpse_Husband: yes.

Okay, not to say your heart skipped a beat, but it totally did. With a pleased smile, you nod, like one of those bobble head toys sold at the dollar store. The motion is oddly reminiscent of Sykkuno’s own nod. Perhaps you had picked it up from him. The chat seems to notice.

pack it up, sykkuno

More questions pile about this mysterious collab you and Corpse are planning. Yeah, you’d like to hear more about it, too, since he single highhandedly decided one was happening right now. Corpse remains silent. Fine, keep your secrets.

“Okay, guys, oh, I mean, roaches, Oh my God--” You’re covering your mouth, giggling, “-calling all roaches, calling all roaches, calm down. Everyone grab a snack and a blanket I’m turning up the music volume so we can all chill. Entering chill zone. Entering chill zone. Roaches, prepare.”

we are prepared

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An hour or so passes and you grow hungry. It shows with the amount of cakes you had baked in your server. Currently, you find yourself throwing eggs at the wall of one of the renovated houses, your face scrunched in concentration and slight frustration. 24 of the 50 eggs have been wasted. “What’s a girl gotta do to get some chicks around here?” you had uttered under your breath, until, finally, a screech - the egg finally spawns a mob. Your mouth falls open, “Aww, look!” You approach it, so small, walking in zigzags beside you, “It’s a baby chicken! Die, bitch.” The baby chicken is no more as you swing your bedazzled (you have mods) diamond sword. You’re cackling by the time the dust settles.

y/n is a child murderer

“Roaches,” You address your fan-base, spurring another fit of laughter - you can’t get over the name, “I think I’m like, forgetting that eating in Minecraft won’t actually make less hungry in real life.”

take a break and go eat queen <3

“Fuck no, we starve and die like men. Now I actually really need another chicken.”

Another twenty minutes trickle by and you’re trying to lure back a panda from the jungle when there’s a knock on your bedroom’s door. Whipping your head to the side, you slide down your headphones. At the same time, your mom pokes her head through the ajar door, “MOM!” You scream, “Get OUT of my room I’m playing Minecraft!” But your yell has no actual bite to it, as you don’t manage to hide your smile. Your mom laughs, doing some sort of sign language and motioning for you to follow her with her head. That or it’s some sort of performative dance.

“I’m live right now,” You tell her, pointing at your screen. She knows this already, though, “do you want to say hi?”

The roaches spam the chat with friendly hellos. You mom, quite impatient now, waves you over.

“Sorry, roaches, mom needs something. Be back in a bit!”

Stopping the stream, you rush out of your seat and pleased she slinks into the hallway. “What’s this about?”

“Your pizza came.”

“My what now?” You echo, confused.

“Domino’s. You ordered pizza?”

“What? No? I was busy with the stream, I never--”

Thankfully, you had managed to grab your phone from your room before you exited. You almost choke on spit once you read the messages.

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You decide that it’ll be impossible to stream after experiencing what you had just experienced. You tweet out a quick apology to the roaches (God, that fucking name) and say that you had a breakdown but you’re okay. That is as a close to the truth as you managed to muster. It’s a sad sight, chewing and crying; your mom winced when she saw your state - disheveled hair and rundown eyeliner and everything. “D’aww,” She had muttered, caressing the top of your head, “don’t cry my little raccoon.”

If anyone was ever to ask you where did your chaotic nature come from, you’d answer with my mom. To make yourself feel better, you took a selfie - duck face and peace sign and the horrible 2000′s angle. Sent it to Rae.

looking hot, her message read.

thanks, was all you replied with.

You couldn’t just leave things as they were. Once you calmed down, you wanted to text Corpse, but how would you follow up the ungodly caps lock and screeching? Impossible. An idea sprung to mind, one that was brave. Taking the first step.

Instead of sending a text, you sent a voice memo.

“Thank you for the pizza, it was delicious.”

You voice still sounded a bit raspy. His reply was instant. Your heart skipped a beat. He sent a voice memo back.

“Glad you liked it, baby.”

He was going to be the death of you.

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tags (in italics is those i couldn’t tag! make sure all’s ok w your settings!) : @littlebabysandboxburritos - @fairywriter-oracle - @tsukishimawh0re - @ofstarsanddreams - @bbecc-a - @annshit - @leahh19 - @letsloveimagines - @bellomi-clarke - @wineandionysus - @guiltydols - @onephootinfrontoftheother - @liamakorn - @thirstyfangirl - @lilysdaydreams - @pan-ini - @mxqicshxp - @tanchosanke - @yoshinorecommends - @flightsandfantasy - @liljennyx3 - @slashersdream - @unknown-and-invisible - @sinister-sleep - @fivedicksinatrenchcoat - @mercury–moon - @peterparkerspjsuit - @unstableye - @simonsbluee - @shinyshimaagain - @ppopty - @siriuslystupid - @crapimahuman - @ofthedewthesunlight - @mythicalamphitrite - @artsyally - @corpsesimpp - @corpsewhitetee - @corpse-husbandsimp - @hyp-oh-critical - @roses-and-grasses - @rhyrhy462 - @sparklylandflaplawyer - @charbkgo - @airwaveee - @creativedogs - @kaitlyn2907 - @loxbbg - @afuckingunicornn - @fleurmoon - @yeolliedokai - @truly-dionysus - @multi-fandom-central707

more tags are in the comments bcs tumblr only allows me to tag 50 people max 💙

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❝ɴᴇᴠᴇʀᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴇᴀꜱᴇ❞

Synopsis: Hawks has been teasing you ever since you met; little does he know you think hes serious and one day he goes a step too far.

Warnings/tags: swearing, gn! reader, hawks calls reader pretty

A/n ~ I forgot I wrote this so I went ahead and edited it, it's also my first one shot so I hope u enjoy the read :D (also sry for sucky title lmao)

You woke up this morning feeling amazing, and to match that it was a beautiful day. The way the sun had peeked through your curtains to wake you up felt heavenly, and you thought to yourself, today is going to be great.

After getting ready for the day, you took the morning train to your agency and clocked in to begin your morning patrol. You had opted for mornings so you could get it out of the way, but it wasn't uncommon for you to be called in to help out later, which you didn't really mind.

So far, your patrol had been great. It was peaceful, anyone you walked by gave a warm greeting. One of the local coffee shop owners even offered you a free cup of coffee, which you happily accepted. The people here knew you well, as this was the part of town you patrolled the most. It was almost 1pm (your shift started around 9am), and you felt it had been a successful morning. As you were rounding the last corner of your route, you heard a familiar flapping of wings, and a light breeze blowing from above.

You thought maybe today was the one day you could finish a peaceful patrol without having to talk to him.

Oh no. Please not now, you thought to yourself.

"Weellll, would you look at who it is!" Hawks drawled out as he landed loudly.

"The iconic h/n, making their way down the street, when there's absolutely nothing in sight!" Hawks's favorite way of 'messing with you,' as he put it, was pointing out how every single time he saw you, there was no crime in sight. Of course, his teasing never implied there was no crime because of you, but simply because you never actually wanted to do anything and chose the easy routes. This angered you because he never seemed to pay attention when you did stop crime, even if a majority of the time it was when you were helping him out.

"Why do you feel the need to bother me everyday?" You continue walking, slightly picking up the pace, and the winged hero proceeds to easily match your speed.

"What can I say, it's too easy!" He expressed.

You stopped suddenly to look at him. "Look," you deadpanned, "I'm almost done with my patrol, so you can save your insults for tomorrow." You spun back around and continued your fast walking, hoping he'd leave you alone. But, of course, Hawks wouldn't let you off that easily.

"Insults? Don't act so innocent, you love to fire back at me" he smirked, suddenly flying in front of you.

"It's too easy," you said, mocking his tone from earlier.

"Damn, ok then... I guess someone's in a mood," Hawks mumbled, however still loud enough for you to hear.

"I was actually in a good mood until you showed up! You always have a way of ruining my day, don't you? What did I ever do to you?" At this point, you were glaring with an intensity that managed to catch Hawks off guard.

His look of shock disappeared quickly, replaced with a sly smirk, however this time it was far more infuriating than previous times he flashed it your way.

"You know, I'm just teasing. How do you expect me to react to someone as pretty as you?" Hawks proudly waited for your flustered expression at his compliment, as most would react, and instead was met with your already angry expression worsening.

"I cannot believe you," you muttered. Somehow, faster than he could react you quickly turned to finally finish your route for the day, hopefully with no more rude interruptions.

You somehow managed to make it back to your agency without him following you, silently celebrating your escape. After you clocked out for your lunch, you headed home, a place that was guaranteed to be Hawks-free. You typically would eat at this small cafe near your agency, however due to the unfortunate circumstances, you proceeded to order it instead. Your anger let up a little once the food arrived, and slowly began to improve as you ate. You relished in the beauty of the day from within your home (before it was ruined for you), slightly dreading the moment you would have to go back to your agency. The second half of your day usually included the more boring part of being a hero; the paper work. However, since you hadn't faced any problems during patrol, it should be fairly light.

You stood up and stretched, ready to head back, when suddenly your phone buzzed from a notification. As soon as you turned on your phone to check what it was, your anger returned.

At the top read: Hawks, 2 messages

You had completely forgotten the fact that Hawks had your number. Your agency was next to his, so often you were asked to assist or partner up on missions, which meant you had to be able to contact each other. Hawks made attempts to bother you through texting outside of work, but to him your dry replies over text were nothing like the real thing. When you first met, you were initially thrilled; who wouldn't be after getting the Number 2's number and the rare opportunity to work with him? Although you hadn't known much about him aside from his ranking, it was still exciting nonetheless. However, his cockiness got in the way and ultimately tainted your first impression of him. Don't be upset if you can't keep up, he had said with that notorious smile of his. Although you laughed it off, comments like that would become frequent, gradually turning the focus to you.

You decided to turn off your phone and wait until after work to deal with him.

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Hawks stared at his phone, waiting for the little 'read' to pop up under the two messages:

Hey, can I stop by your agency?

I want to talk for a bit

At this point, 5 minutes had passed and nothing happened. To him, 5 minutes of no response meant the other person didn't want to talk. With a frown, he put his phone away, thinking about the interaction earlier. He hadn't meant to actually hurt your feelings; he was only teasing, you knew that right? After you told him off, Hawks had stood there for a good few minutes dumbfounded. He planned to follow you again to apologize, but he was called to help with some minor criminal activity in a neighboring city at that moment.

Hawks felt his teasing was harmless, and that you knew it was to get a reaction out of you; it was almost like a little game to him. However, when he thought about it more, he realized he had been the only one playing along. At the beginning he felt the energy was light, playful. He took your insults to him as an invitation to push you a little further, not thinking about how far he was actually going. Hawks tried to ease the tension by calling you pretty, which unbeknownst to you, he honestly felt. You were very pretty. He decided he was going to go straight to your agency and apologize to your face, whether you like it or not.

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You slumped in your chair, discouraged by the pile of paperwork currently on your desk. It was now 4pm, the time you planned on leaving work, however the small fight that had occurred in the neighboring city was a case your agency had been working on the previous week. The fight was small enough that you didn't need to be called in, however your agency felt the repercussions after being involved in the first place.

You were a little under halfway done with the pile, and you estimated you wouldn't be done until 5:30pm. At this calculation you decided to give yourself a small break to get water. As you made your way into the lounge, towards the front of the office floor, you saw none other than the Number 2 hero. He was talking with one of your coworkers, however his charm seemed to affect everyone there. You nearly overfilled your cup when he spotted you and he gave a small nod to your coworker to then start making his way towards you. Something was off, you thought, as he wore a somewhat nervous expression. You stood there, too stunned to react, as he made his way towards you.

"I know, I'm probably the last person you want to see right now," he said, scratching his neck. You began to drink your water, so he cleared his throat and continued talking.

"Do you think we could take this conversation to your office?" He asked, taking off his visor. You sighed and tossed your cup in the trash, and began leading him to your office. As you made your way across the room, you could feel the stares of your coworkers as the winged hero followed you. Jeez, they can't try to be at least a little subtle? you thought. He closed the door as you stood facing the window that overlooked the street.

"Continue," you said flatly.

"I, uh, didn't mean to come across so harshly earlier," he admitted.

"Thanks." Hawks nearly flinched at your sour tone.

To his surprise, you kept going. "Do you even pay attention to what I do outside of reacting to your antics?" You turned around to meet his stare. There was something more genuine to his expression, although you couldn't explain it, but you didn't let that get to you just yet.

"I thought it was a joke at first, and then you kept going. You always made comments basically about how useless I am. Do you know how that feels?"

"Pretty awful," Hawks mumbled, looking down slightly.

"Yeah," you scoffed, "and after always hearing those things, for you to top it off with calling me pretty? I thought at that point you were really mocking me."

"You know," Hawks started, "I never mean those things I say to you...I don't think you're useless. Quite the opposite actually...you fight so confidently I thought you'd be able to take my teasing. I should've been more considerate. I'm sorry."

You stared at him in shock of his apology, searching his face for any sign of falsity in his statement, but finding none. He stared back, his warm eyes showing the honesty of what he said at that moment. You looked back down at your feet; you felt so stupid for taking his jests so seriously, always insulting him back with true disgust.

"I'm... sorry too. I didn't mean to snap, it had just been building up and...I took it out on you." You looked up to see he had stepped closer, about a foot away from you now.

You had never gotten this close to him, and the minimal space between you two allowed you to really take in his features. It was surprising how different he appeared without his visor, and silently you wished he would take it off more often. He truly was attractive, a fact you could never deny, despite your previous distaste towards him. His kindness was something you never expected, and (as cheesy as it is) it made him all the more beautiful.

He gave you a sympathetic smile. "You don't need to apologize. I was.... being an ass, to put it bluntly," he chuckled, and for once you chuckled back.

"Yeah," you smiled. Hawks always thought you were beautiful, but seeing you express your happiness with him made his heart flutter at how stunning you really were. There was a bit of awkwardness to the air, but it was much more breathable than the previous tension that would always build when you were within the same vicinity as the other.

Hawks finally broke the silence. "And for the record, I really meant what I said when I called you pretty," and with that he winked and flashed his smirk, however this time it felt like a warm embrace instead of a slap to the face. You looked at him in disbelief, and covered your face when he started chuckling at your expression.

"How about I make it up to you by taking you to dinner? I know this place that makes incredible yakitori," he said, drawing out the last vowel to add emphasis.

You sighed and looked away. "I can't, I have a shit ton of paperwork I need to finish. Maybe another time?"

"I'll finish it tomorrow. I was the one involved in the fight after all, I can help out. Just send the files and I'll take care of it," he offered.

"Are you sure?" You asked. "It's a lot," you warned, but he persisted.

"I'm positive," he said, still smiling. "Consider this another way of me making it up to you. That is, if you even want to go out with me," he teased.

"I do, actually," you retorted, earning a hearty laugh from the winged hero. "Thank you, Hawks." Your expression was kind, and it warmed him to the core. And with that, you gathered your things as he led you out the door, both ready for the new start between you two.

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