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A BLACK OUT/SLAM POEM based on the teletubbies (tv) tag on ao3
TRIGGER WARNING_MILK.
stray dogs literature clubs, the school for good and evil. ink sans angel—stranger things
horror sans guy—don’t hug me i’m scared. don’t hug me i’m scared, (don’t hug me i’m scared.)
free form plot twists. tragedy/comedy. alternate universe—high school. alternate universe—music.
the chaos unfolds each day, pristine, centuries ago, fight the many.
post divorce, living together, implied drug use, alcoholism. snippets from the end of the show, renunion, although it takes place a couple years before. we were the stars (but space was a void) by ponfarrpussyqueen.
corporate clash, bug, duck, the guardian pest, the prince, macarena, kissing, crack, as a joke, boys kissing, regret everything
underage julius caesar, emo napoleon, mating bond, tentacle dick, magic healing cock, holy water, holy roman empire, kissing in the rain, the battle of waterloo, a true story.
crossover, insanehappymealgiver, original character, original, simulator, mentioned, i’m at my limit, intentionally bad, wearing the other character’s skin, start praying because this sure ain’t holy, my dad went to get the milk because of this, sent to the void, put me in a coffin, rancid hope’s peak
we greet you with good luck and prosperity.
we love gay anal and lesbian smut and we hope you do too.
diminishing flame, not for kids, you’ll cry so hard you won’t have eyes, not sorry, commit a clarity, vaporized, freeform, sewer rat
2020 presidential election, spit as lube.
chaos bear, crack, crack, crack, has religious trauma, gay, gay, lesbian, lesbian sex, orgy, moist naked bodies rainbow is jesus, sex during tornado, this is NOT. finished.
there she was, in a new world. guess she’ll play the cards she’s dealt.
jesus confessed, sin shock, tears streaming down her face. “i fucked your sister.” crack. treated seriously, why did i write this. gay best friend—i can see that (i’m safe here.)
why did i write this!
crack. treated seriously.
slowly losing our sanity, we die.
crack, treated seriously. the moon of hope and the sun of despair LET IT GOOOOO LET IT GOOO.
crack, treated seriously, blue balls, orphan account
his little purse. what was once an inside joke is now taken seriously. crack. crack. fluff and crack. angst and crack. i am a man of my word, and i speak for the people.
a million other projects to complete
crack, crack, i dont know what’s going on, we’re idiots so we made this
it starts out all nice then it all goes downhill
satan, crack, this is a joke, please help me, please don’t hate me, i’m so sorry, i cannot think of anything else, please don’t read this. but. do, the author regrets nothing, the author regrets everything, why do i still exist? (discontinued, at least until further notice.) by even moderner prometheus
forbidden love, dead dove:do not eat.
so small in the midst of it all. rolling with the weird and unusual, traumatized teens to comfort, and an important decision to make
i came up with this, i will go down with this
i can’t believe i write this, why did i write this, i wrote this while listening to mother mother, sleep deprived, wrote this instead of sleeping, the guardian witnessed sex and is now scarred, touching, addiction, slut shaming
insufferable with apologies to all my followers, hell (literal), sewage
i got problems, so fucking random, pulled out of my ass, hard to explain, hard to word, each chapter will be posted, find me on wattpad,
near death experiences, major illness, declarations of love, love confessions, eating, marking, delay/denial, knotting, marking, mating bites, overstimulation, based on taylor swift songs, missing spleen
help me pleease, im scared, why did i write this?, just this really chill person who wants to take over the world, humanized teletubbies, my friend and i wrote this over the summer
you better not forgive me for this, im serious, vaginal fingering, a hushed voice, the contact making her shiver.
may your heart stay strong. torture, vomiting, blood and gore, self-indulgent, touch starved guardian, all characters are adults, electricity, suicidal thoughts, medical inaccuracies,
and yet… you lie again. i like noo-noo i hope he explodes, don’t show up
crack. i am so sorry. not in detail but it could’ve been so count your blessings
gods this can’t end well, good parent, to two children, bad parent, to the other one
IM SO SRRY BUT THIS WAS FOR THE GREATER GOOD, HAHA SUFFER,
attempt at humor, death, gore, i don’t even know, i’m so sorry, you have been warned, i posted this for my brother’s birthday
plague, companionship, through the fields we ran
it quickly turns into anti-demon propaganda
a play in one act, post-war, no sex, no killing
the prize of reading this is to meet god
help my poor soul this is a disgrace but it was my first fic so i refuse to orphan it, and the teletubbies followed
help, i was forced to write this and i’m sorry, i don’t even know what to call this monster, the southern pansy, aziphrale, the prince of hell, and the archangel gabriel
angst, satire, this is not serious, it’s meant to be funny
DO NOT TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY, IT WAS WRITTEN BY THREE HIGH THIRTEEN YEAR OLDS.
this is what you’ve been waiting for and hoping would never come
hearing voices, broken bones, emotional manipulation,
live, work, play, a simple life, protected, until a stranger comes.
i can’t give you a summary of the plot. that would ruin the story.
the eternal rioting continues as it always will (part one)
the eternal rioting continues as it always will (part seventeen.)
let me know if i forgot to tag anything!!
blame the painkillers. i blame the painkillers.
#so when i was a kid i once made fun of this person i met irl bc he would post like. all the gay tags n i thoufht it wasnt cool#like gay twink n like all of those things#just an endless paragraph of labels#i couldnt imagine posting that or wanting to be seen like that#i couldnt imagine wanting to be seen at all#i didnt say it to his face i just called it cringe to a friend and they rightfully called me out on it#why is that so funny to you? that he wants to be known? that he wants to reach out to his community?#i woke up one morning and saw that he had imed me in the middle of the night#i imed him back n didnt get a response n thought nothing of it#i wish i had been up that night#i wouldnt have been able to do anything#but every time we post something every time we tag something#we are looking fir connection#this is not the void#you are not screaming i to the void#people we see you#and i hope they hear you#bc what you have to say can be beautiful. even when its a joke#this is a joke. but it is also real to me#every one of these tags and titles is real#and a real person wrote them#they sat down and did that#n they wanted u to see them#everyone wants to be seen#and smiled at. n liked#and i hope someone likes you. i hope someone likes you enough to be awake at 3am#n i hope you like yourself enough to keep posting and tagging and trying so hard to be noticed#bc there is beauty in everything#even and especially you#where are those high thirteen year olds now
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daddy’s girl
dad!drew starkey x mom!reader, kinda trash but obviously i had too cus im in love with the video of drew and his niece oh my gosh <33
it was a peaceful morning. the sun was shining, the weather was warm, and it was a perfect day for a family date.
looking at the clock, you saw it was 8 am. you were a little surprised aaliyah hadn’t woken up yet, but she just started sleeping through the night. and you definitely weren’t complaining at all.
you sat up in bed while drew was still knocked out. he was still on go all night just in case she started crying in the middle of the night, so he was reasonably tired.
letting him sleep for a little bit, you got up to check on your baby. you made sure to keep your steps quiet, just so you didn’t wake drew up or potentially wake aaliyah up either.
opening the door to her nursery, a wide awake baby looked at you as you walked in.
you smiled at the position of her on her back, holding her feet. “is that my liyah girl up?”
she flashed you her infamous gummy smile. she loved to smile at anyone and everyone, and you just always had to thank god for your happy baby.
she kicked her legs around, more than excited to see her mommy in the morning again. picking her up from her crib, you smothered her in kisses. “my pretty girl, we’re gonna have such a fun day!”
you played with her a little more in your arms before you decided it was time to get yourselves ready for the day. walking into the bathroom, you brushed your teeth while you made sure she had one of her teething rings.
the wailing wasn’t happening now, but it would definitely happen later. better safe than sorry.
she was so calm and bubbly as you did your morning routine, it was perfect. she was really the definition of a “trick baby”.
you were almost done when drew walked in, clearly just woke up from bed not even a minute ago.
“good morning sleepyhead.” you grinned at him through the mirror.
he rubbed his eyes “g’morning,”
hugging you from behind, he gave you a kiss on the cheek then your lip. he reached over to aaliyah to rub her head comfortingly.
“this big girl slept throughout the whole night huh? didn’t she?” he started cooing at her, but that eventually turned into all of his attention. if there was someone that could “steal” your man, it’d be no one except his other princess.
he tickled her a little bit which made her start giggling, then gave her her morning kisses. a sight that would never get old to you.
“best sleep of my life,” you said while styling your hair, and it made him laugh.
“and you deserve it,” he said while wrapping an arm around your waist. “carried her for so long, s’the least i can do baby.”
you smiled at his words, “well she’s sleeping finally, so that means we can both start too.”
“and the stuff we used to be able to do almost every night,” he says into your ear, mainly so that liyah won’t hear.
giggling at his words and shaking your head, you finished with your hair. “it’s too early for you. this is the reason why she’s here in the first place.”
while cleaning your space up, he carries aaliyah off the counter. “you know i want another one.”
“me too,” you respond. “when she’s 2!”
he just smiles at this. he definitely doesn’t have a problem with that, but it just made him laugh that you were so adamant about the specific age. “you wanna be pregnant and dealing with terrible twos?
“you wanna deal with a baby and terrible twos?”
he throws his head back and laughs while bouncing aaliyah. “i’ll go get her ready, take your time baby.”
before walking out the bathroom he gives you a final kiss on the cheek. it feels nice being able to just have a morning to yourself after becoming a mom, but you always still cherished the mornings with liyah.
picking out your outfit, you settled on this for the fact that it was comfy enough to take aaliyah around the city as you planned.
when you were completely done getting yourself ready, you went to check on what your husband and baby were up to since it didn’t take you very long to get ready.
walking into her nursery once again, you saw a completely dressed and ready to go aaliyah.
“woww, that was quick. i’m impressed.” you praise drew.
he throws you a wink, “super dad.”
you giggle at his words while he hands her to you so he can get himself ready. the both of you were probably thinking about doing a brunch, so you packed liyah’s bag so you guys could leave as soon as he finished.
as drew walked out, liyah wasn’t having it. she started to get fussy and start whining when he was completely out of eyesight.
because of this, you paused packing some of her things. instead, you bounced her and patted her back, “ohh i know sweat pea, daddy’s just leaving the baby huh?”
although it could be a handful, you loved to see the bond she had with drew. she could be crying all night one second, but completely fine the next if she sees him right next to her.
calming down only a little, you were able to continue packing her bag. after 20 minutes of trying to keep her occupied, drew finally was done.
he takes the bag from you, “where we headed first, mama?”
“well i know she’s gonna get hungry soon and i definitely am, so let’s stop at our spot for brunch.”
before he can make another move, liyah reaches out for him and he takes her, “it’s clear who the favorite is.”
he smirks at you and all you can do was roll your eyes. it was the truth whether you liked it or not. “whatever. let’s go.”
laughing at your sentence, he puts his hand on the small of your back as you guys walk out of the room and out of the house, him also locking the door behind you too.
it’s the way he was able to multitask and do so much, while looking soo sexy, with a baby in his arm. it did really make you wanna give him another one earlier.
you made your way to the car and so did he, putting liyah in her car seat before entering the drivers seat. you guys headed down to the cafe that you and drew considered “your spot”, and you guys both planned to have your kids practically grow up with this cafe. it’s where you and drew both met for the first time, and all the memories you’ve made so far have been beautiful. you definitely weren’t going to stop making those memories anytime soon either.
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arriving at the cafe, he grabs the baby bag and your purse while you put aaliyah in her carrier that was connected to you. eventually you would start putting her in the high chairs that the restaurants provided, but currently she was still in the phase where she needed to touch either mommy or daddy in public.
fastening the carrier, you and drew both walked in and saw familiar faces behind the counters.
“ah look! it’s my favorite person and her parents!” the owner jokes.
this makes you giggle and drew roll his eyes, “good morning to you too.”
you both find a spot and order your usuals. days like these you always appreciated. being surrounded by the people that make you happy and surrounded by peace.
drew started chatting with the owner while you chatted with his wife who also worked there. their daughter who was around your age had just had a baby herself, so there was already enough to go and chat over.
everything was going well, until of course you guys heard the whining. it was surely feeding time.
they watched you with smiles as you positioned her off your chest, but cradling her as drew handed you a bottle. as soon as you put it to her lips, she was completely calm again.
“that is really your twin, y/n!” the woman says.
“you think so?” you really only said this to hear her say it again, knowing how much she looked like you. you didn’t just cook her up for 9 months and pop her out for her not to look like you.
“most definitely,” she smiles.
“she may look like me, but that’s her true favorite right there.” you pointed at drew.
“really?” the owner asks.
“oh for sure,” drew says as he just admires the both of you. “i always tell her, mommy’s twin but daddy’s girl.”
he makes your eyes roll for what seems like the 50th time this morning, but he just laughs and kisses your cheek.
“when you have a son, he’ll most likely be a mamas boy.” the owner affirms.
“well, i guess we’re just gonna have to test that theory out.” drew says as he wraps an arm around you.
and that was just your main goal in life, to expand your growing family even more with him.
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I’ll love you in every multiverse I Five Hargreeves x Reader
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Post Apocalypse Au! ( Yes Im writing another one )
WC: 1,791
Summary: The Umbrella’s can understand jumping through time and all its rules, yeah fuck with the timeline and it’ll fuck you right back. But what happens when a portal opens up in the middle of the academy and outfalls a girl who claims to be Five’s wife from a different universe.
Disclaimer: This takes place after season one if Viktor didn’t blow up the moon.
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The Umbrella Academy had saved the world from its supposed end. The siblings had lounged around the academy slowly letting reality set that they had avoided their demise. It was the next morning when each of them woke up to check their surroundings, making sure that doomsday wasn’t there.
Five went downstairs for his morning coffee when he saw Allison scrolling for flights on her phone and Klaus checking where was the next place he could buy drugs.
“Leaving so soon?” He questioned.
Allison looked up at him although happy to see her brother, guilty because he was right.
“I have to go see my daughter. After everything that has happened I need her now just as much as she needs me.”
Five nodded his head, understanding where she was coming from, although a little irked she wasn’t wasting any time running away.
At this time a portal had opened above the living room. The rest of the siblings (Luther, Viktor, Diego) had rushed down to see what the loud noise was. It was like Deja Vu when Five came back. In the portal, they could see a fight happening. Figures that had looked like them in a place that looked like their home. A woman’s back came close to the portal, they could see she was in combat but stood observing. Another man who they couldn’t identify, had pushed the woman through the portal.
A girl who looked to be in her early twenties had fallen through. Her face was covered in soot, her hair black as night, and her eyes closed in pain. She was wearing a navy body suit that clung to her figure, and blood, not her own, stained the fabric.
The Hargreeves gathered around to observe this strange phenomenon trying to assess the danger of the situation. They were used to people going after them, so why would this time be different.
You coughed loudly before sitting up, and each sibling tensed with adrenaline. The girl looked around the room with blazing blue eyes before she landed on the youngest Hargreeves.
“Five?” you questioned.
Everyone turned to look at Five.
Luther spoke up first, “You know her?”
“I have never met her in my life.” Five retorted.
The girl dusted off her suit before standing. “Well if you never met me, you either will meet me or I’m dead in this universe.”
“The names y/n , y/n Hargreeves.”
“I don’t remember our father adopting anyone else,” Diego said. He raised his knives, carefully ready to strike at any move she would make.
“That’s because I wasn’t adopted into this family. Married actually.” And with this, she held up her left hand, a beautiful diamond ring shone in the light with a gold band beneath it. The diamond was embellished with 2 smaller emeralds on the side, perhaps representing her lover’s eyes.
“Married? To who.” Viktor questioned.
“To him.” She looked back at Five.
“Well not to him, an alternate version of him. We met a few years ago and got married, thus me joining his chaotic family.”
“So what are you saying you guys are married in a different timeline?” Klaus asked.
“No, not a different timeline, a different universe.” She sat down on the couch.
Your brain felt like it was rattling against your skull, and your body ached. You took a minute to think. Fuck, it was going to be difficult to get back to your Earth. And to make things better you had no idea where to start.
“Alright before you all start firing questions at me, someone get me a cup of coffee, black please.” You threw a jacket that hung over the couch on you to hide the state of your clothes.
"Allow me," The alternate of your husband said.
Five quickly blinked the two of you into the car and began to drive. "So you and I, are married in another multiverse."
"Correct."
"You look to be about my age, how come I haven't met you yet here." Surerly he would remember someone as beautiful as you.
"Well it's as I said, my version here could be dead or you might not have met her yet. That being said although 18 out of the 20 multiverses I have visited, we are together."
"And the other two?"
"In Earth 216, we are strangers, never have crossed paths, and never will. We simply live our lives with other people."
Five's eyebrows furrowed. For some reason even if he didn't know Daisy, he didn't like the idea of you with someone else.
"In Earth 894, we were madly in love but our egos destroyed us, and we were never the same since."
Five could tell there was more to that story but didn't press any further. "So tell me about us, how did we end up together."
"I was Diego's friend first, he and I met in the police force. Diego kinda took me under his wing as I was the youngest graduate out of the academy. Perks of having a high IQ. Anyway, he invited me over after your father's funeral. "
"Long story short, you fell in love with my charms and I was the only one who could tolerate you. We got married not too long after. It was a small wedding but it's my most precious memory. Our families had gathered together at the church no too far away from here. You cried on our wedding day by the way." Inciting a side glare from Five.
"But...that's where we had some problems."
"Do you remember when I fell out of that portal?" Five nodded his head remembering seeing a fight in the alternate dimension.
"Well, apparently some of the 43 are not too happy about their powers, nor happy about living among the common people, they believed themselves superior and it became chaos."
The two of you arrived at Griddys. Five walked over to the side of your door and opened it for you. "Thank you, darling." You said with a smile. Five's heart spiked at the nickname. He shook his head at the feeling, obviously, it's just what you were used to calling YOUR Five.
The two of you sat at the counter and ordered your coffees and sweets. You signed before pulling out a small stack of photos from inside your suit.
"This is us and your family."
The photo was a picture of you and Five on your wedding day. Five had never looked so happy. Beside him was Luther who he assumed was his best man, next to him was Viktor, Diego, and a man who looked like you.
You must have caught his staring, "That's my brother Damien."
He nodded and looked beside you. You were wearing a long white dress with intricate lacing, the dress was strapless with a square neckline and had a small slit on the side. Your veil was flipped over your head and flowed down your back. Beside you was Allison as your maid of honor and two other women who he assumed were your friends. You weren't looking at the camera but at him.
The next picture you gave him was a close-up of the two of you. You were the one taking the photo. His alternate self was older and had longer hair and facial hair, but he faced your side kissing your cheek affectionately.
"This is my favorite photo of you." You handed him another photograph but this one didn't have you in it. This one was a picture of just Five and in his arms a little girl. She looked like you.
Five gulped, a million questions ran through his head. Could this... could this have been his future if he didn't make that stupid jump? You said that not all multiverses are the same, you and him could never meet in this one. But that didn't stop his heart from hurting at the thought of missing out on a life of happiness because of his arrogance.
"Before you jump to conclusions, she's not ours. She's my niece that we were babysitting. You just looked so sweet with her. You had always told me you wanted kids before but I wasn't ready."
You had looked away sadly. In your home, Five always wanted to settle down and raise a family of his own, but you felt like you weren't ready. Now you regretted not because you weren't sure if you would ever be able to get back home.
The two of you sat in silence drinking your coffee, both thinking about the what-ifs.
"So...how did you end up here. I've been able to time travel but I've never thought about the possibility of multi-dimensional traveling."
"As I said there was a fight between us, your family, and some of the 43. They called themselves the Ascendants. Believe to be the superior race."
You took a deep breath before continuing. "The Ascendants had a man who could travel the multiverse with his own power, no special gear or machine need. We had planned to capture him but miscalculated. He was ready for us and he aimed to take out me, his biggest threat."
You took another breath before looking into Five's eyes. "I can warp reality. It is essentially in the name. I can manipulate reality itself, altering the fabric of existence according to my will."
"But not without a cost," you continued.
"Each time I control something, and the bigger it is, the more of my life force I use."
Five sat in silence. This was a lot of information to take in. "So what now. How do I help you get back home."
"I have...no clue. You were always the smarter one of the two of us." You sighed. It was going to take a lot of research and time to figure it out.
"Well, I'm newly retired and have nothing on my plate so let's start at the library come on." He hopped off the stool and made his way to the door.
"You coming?" He said turning to look at you.
You smiled, he was a great man. Even if this Five wasn't your husband you loved him no matter what. You ran up looping your arm in his making your way out of Griddy's.
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Author's note: I got tons of drafts just full of ideas I've had and never gone through with. I've been rewatching the MCU films and Spiderverse so that was kinda my inspiration for this one.
If you like my work check out my other Five stories here!
I also always appreciate comments and feedback! It definitely keeps me going.
She's my Angel Pt1. Shes my Angel Pt2.
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Can you do a chad and reader imagine, where reader and chad are best friends since middle school, and lately have gotten even closer since they both developed feeling for eachother, but reader walks in on chad and Tara kissing at the party and they get into it and chad and Tara say things they don’t mean to the reader and then reader gets attacked really bad and when she wakes up in the hospital she doesn’t think she can forgive them?
yes omg the angst and pain and sadness
I CARED TOO MUCH
chad meeks martin x fem!reader (not dating but she is in love with him)
falling in love with your best friend is the worse thing you could ever do to yourself. you knew they wouldn't love you the same way, wouldn't care for you the same way, wouldn't look at you the same way and yet you fell.
you and chad had been best friends since 5th grade, over time you got closer and closer. after everything happened during your senior year in woodsboro, chad decided that he wanted you to never be alone, he wanted you to be safe and sound and the only way he could do that was by being as close to you as he could be.
so he came to new york with you, against his own judgement, he began to fall for you the way you fell for him but something in him told him it wouldn't end well. told him you didn't feel the same way and so he did what he does best.
he distanced himself, he made himself scarce and practically non-existent in your life. it hurt you more then you thought it would but you let it happen. you let him fade no matter how much you hated it and no matter how much it hurt.
you stuck with him and the group. which brings you to here, you sat in the living room of sams apartment. tara and chad were away and you knew what was happening but you didn't want to believe it. you wanted to make it fake
"FUCK Y/N, GO GET CHAD AND TARA" sam yelled as quinns dead body got thrown and you screamed. you ran to the room and opened the door to see chad and tara
"fuck y/n go away" chad yelled as he made eye contact with you. you were frozen
"god y/n youre so fucking weird, theres a reason we don't talk to you" tara told you and you nodded. you felt your chest tighten and almost forgot what was happening outside
"Y/N GO, I DON'T WANT YOU HERE" he yelled and you turned to see ghostface down the hallway. they stared at you in almost a sad way, they had heard everything and even they felt bad.
"fuck run" you told them but they didn't listen, they didn't care, not until they saw you get stabbed and they ran. they didn't even look back, chad did but he didn't stop. you had blood flowing out of your arm and your stomach.
you passed out and the next morning you woke up in the hospital , the light shined on your face and you groaned making mindy look over at you
"y/n youre awake" she said
"im alive?" you asked and she laughed
"youre alive" she told you as she hugged you and you hugged her back. in the corner of the room, there was chad and tara. they stared at you and you scoffed as you looked away from them
"y/n" chad began and you turned to him
"get out" you exclaimed
"what?" he asked
"get the fuck out" you said and tara sighed as she walked out with Mindy. chad sighed
"im sorry" he said and you laughed even though it hurt you, the stitches seemed to stretch but not burst and you were grateful for that.
"ya know, i never thought you could be such an asshole, actually no I knew you could be one but not to me. you've never been mean to me and I guess that's what made me love you" you told him
"love me?" he asked
"ive been in love with you for years and you never noticed, at some point i thought you loved me too but i realized that i just cared too much and you didn't care at all" you stated
"no no i do care" he tried
"chad come on, dont lie we both know you don't. i mean last night you and tara both told me that there's a reason you don't talk to me and you don't want me there. i think you should leave because right now, I cant even look at you" you told him
"y/n please" he begged
"youre not the guy i fell in love with and you're not the guy I thought I knew" you said and that took his breath away. he got up as he walked out of the room and looked to see mindy , sam, tara and ethan staring at him.
they had all heard and usually they would be proud of you for telling him your feelings but now they just felt sad for you and wanted to hug you.
you couldnt forgive them and you didnt know if you ever would
A/N; the angst broke me
#chad meeks martin x you#chad meeks martin#chad meeks x reader#chad meeks martin x y/n#chad meeks martin x reader#chad meeks martin angst#mason gooding#scream 6#scream fanfic#scream
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request: “hey can i request one where ur super clingy on ur period with seth? im so excited for your writings *sends kisses*”
warnings: none really
notes: super short but cutie
word count: 961
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despite knowing your period would be coming every month, you always managed to be surprised by just how bad it was. you woke up in the middle of the night to some rather awful back pain, cramps, and nausea and immediately worked at getting out of your boyfriend’s cagelike grip when you realized you had just started your period.
when you managed to free yourself from his grip, you quickly made your way into the bathroom and turned the shower on which seth apparently took issue with. he was quick to wake up and come into the bathroom, getting in just a few moments after you had stepped in the shower, “why are you up?” he asked softly, kicking his sweatpants off so he could step in the shower with you, “it’s 3 in the morning.” he added, stepping over to you and pulling you close to his chest.
you sighed, melting into his embrace as you wrapped your arms around his waist, “jus’ got my period and thought the hot water would help.” you murmured and he nodded, running his hands down your back so he could knead the tense muscles in your lower back.
“‘m sorry pretty girl. you should’ve woke me up.” he murmured, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head and you nodded, pressing your lips to his shoulder before peeking up at him.
“can we cuddle?” you asked softly and he nodded, smiling at you as he reached behind you to turn the water off. he helped you out of the shower, handing you a towel so both of you could get dried off before you headed back into the bedroom to get a new pair of pajamas on.
“did you take some midol yet?” he asked and you shook your head, taking your pajamas back into the bathroom to grab a pad, “you want some?” he added as he sat back down on the bed.
you shook your head, coming back into the bedroom once you had changed, crawling into his lap so you could wrap yourself around him. he smiled, pressing a kiss to your hair and wrapped his free hand around you, rubbing circles on your hip with his thumb, “drink some water then, yea?” he asked softly, setting down the remote once he picked a movie to put on and handed you your bottle of water.
nodding, you unscrewed the lid and took a sip, “do you have patrol tomorrow?” you asked, not particularly interested in having him leave your side anytime soon.
he sighed, nodding, “supposed to be there from 7 to 1.” he said softly and you whimpered, looking up at him anxiously. you usually went too clingy with him but for whatever reason you always felt super emotional about him leaving you during your period. “let me text sam and jake and see if someone else can do it, yea?” he suggested when he noticed your anxiety and you nodded, sighing softly as you set the water bottle back down and wrapped your arms around his neck so you could rest your head on his shoulder.
after a few moments of peace, your cramps intensified a bit which had you leaning off of seth with a soft whimper, “cramps?” seth asked softly, running his hands down your side to rest at your hips. you nodded, closing your eyes and taking a few deep breaths as you waited for them to calm down a bit.
“can you call sam?” you asked softly, opening your eyes to look at him as your bottom lip warbled, trying not to cry over something as trivial as your boyfriend going to patrol in the morning.
“pretty girl,” seth cooed, his eyes softening when he saw how much you were hurting, “i can call him.” he reassured, “why don’t you lay down and i’ll go call him and get you some tea, yea? that should help with your cramps.” he suggested softly and you nodded, a few stray tears spilling over your waterline.
seth quietly shushed you, gently brushing the stray tears away, “i’ll be right back, okay?” he asked as he grabbed the remote and handed it to you, “why don’t you put something on while i go make some tea for you?” he suggested and you nodded, allowing him to press another kiss to your forehead before he headed into the kitchen.
you quickly settled on a new movie that emily and kim recommended you watch, seth coming back in just a few minutes later with a cup of tea that he set on the side table before getting back under the covers with you, “sam said it’s fine.” he reassured, knowing you’d be asking about him skipping patrol, you smiled softly.
“thank you.” you whispered and he nodded, also giving you a smile.
“anything for my pretty girl.” he cooed, giving you a soft kiss, “what are we watching?” he asked, wrapping his arm around you so his hand could rest on your abdomen, acting as a heating pad of sorts.
you quickly explained that it was some new movie that emily and kim had talked you into and he just laughed, both of you knowing how horrible kim’s recommendation was last time you listened to her.
feeling a bit better and realizing just how late it was, you started to feel sleepy, resting your head on seth’s chest and both of you quickly fell asleep while kim’s horrible movie recommendation played in the background.
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im here on my knees begging you to write one more chance part 2 please we need it 😩😩😩😩😩😩
Since I’ve got so many requests about part 2…
HERE YOU GO✨❤️
One more chance pt. 2
Kylian’s P.O.V.
It’s been two months and y/n was still in coma.
I didn’t know what to do.
I’ve lost hope and faith. The doctors were trying everything but it wasn’t working.
My routine consisted of me going to see her every morning before training, every evening after training and when the nurses let me, I would sleep next to her. There wasn’t much they could do either. They just felt sad for me.
Her family couldn’t stay in Paris for that long so I called her mum every single day. We’ve become pretty close since the accident happened.
This morning, as every morning, I woke up, went to the hospital and then made it to training.
We have a match tonight I want to give 100% of me.
I changed and made it into the field.
Hakimi always checking on me like a brother would do.
I spoke less.
I hardly spoke with my teammates.
I’ve been eating less and training more.
I know it was bad for my health but I couldn’t help it.
After a couple of hours of training we all made it back into the changing room as it was time to go to eat.
I sat on the bench so lost in my own thoughts I didn’t even hear my phone ringing.
Instead Neymar answered for me.
“Ky…it’s the hospital” he said and I didn’t even let him finish that I took my bag and my car keys and got out of the changing room.
Neymar and Achraf following me.
I drove at inhuman speed towards the hospital that I’m lucky the police didn’t even stopped me.
I got into the level she was hospitalised and I saw her doctors and nurses out of her room
“Kylian…” one of the doctors said coming towards me.
“What is going on?” I said almost screaming.
“She’s getting worse…not even the machine is helping her to breathe, we tried everything…”
Where they thinking what I was thinking?
They wanted to turn off the machine and let her die?
“So?” I asked already knowing the answer.
“It’s been more than two months and, as much as we want her to wake up we don’t know if she’ll ever be able to do it…the machine could help someone who needs it” the doctor tried to explain to me
“Who needs it more than her?” I cried, Neymar grabbing my shoulders because I wanted to punch the doctor straight in the face.
“Kylian…” on of the nurses tried talking to me but I wouldn’t listen to her.
“No! You can’t do it! You…you need my consent to do it”
“Since you’re not married you can’t make this decision, otherwise her family has already decided”
What does it mean?
In that exact moment I saw her mom coming out from y/l’s room.
“Y/m/n” I called going towards her “tell me this isn’t your idea! Tell me you didn’t tell them to do it!”
“Kylian…” she said crying “she won’t wake up and you know it, she’s in pain and I can’t see her like this”
“How can you say this? She’s your daughter! You’re killing her!” I screamed grabbing her from her jacket.
She flinched a bit but I didn’t care.
Neymar and Achraf had to grab me by my shoulders because I was getting violent.
“As her mother I already have made that decision and there’s nothing you can’t stay that’ll change my mind…” she said leaving the hospital.
“When?” I asked the doctors.
“Tomorrow” they said before leaving me alone.
I was going to lose her forever.
I knelt down in the middle of the ward and I started crying harder.
Neymar and Hakimi knelt down with me and tried to support me but it wasn’t working since they started crying too.
It took me almost 40 minutes to calm down.
How could I say goodbye to the person I love the most?
I wasn’t ready.
How could her family do something like this to her?
“You good?” Neymar asked me while I was sitting outside of the hospital.
I simply nodded.
One night.
That’s what they gave her.
That’s all the time I have left with her.
I wanted to stay with her so I asked the doctors if I could spend the last night of her life with her. I tried to fight but I got tired. I knew this pain will never end.
Then night came.
“Hi babe…” I said entering her room.
Her face has recovered from all the bruises and just had a few scars.
I sat next to her holding her hand as I always did.
“Do you remember the first time we met? You were visiting Paris all by yourself and one night you got lost and you didn’t have anybody to call” I said laughing a bit “you kept asking people for directions but most of the wouldn’t even answer you, till you asked me in which direction you had to go…I honestly had no idea where you needed to go but I helped you” I remembered now fully crying “It took us 45 minutes to get to your hotel and that same night I gave you my phone number, you know, just in case…and the next morning you called me asking if I knew any good restaurants…that was the moment I knew I was in love with you…” I placed my head over her chest and laid there “your light and kindness made me fall in love with you, your beautiful eyes and smile, you’re the love of my life and always will be” I kept sobbing “so please, I’m begging you come back to me baby, please….please I-I can’t live without you.”
But nothing.
She wasn’t even moving.
That night I fell asleep on that uncomfortable chair holding her hand when around 3 am some weird noises woke me up.
I couldn’t focus, everything was dark and my eyes were heavy and red.
And that’s when I felt it.
Her hand slowly moving into mine.
I didn’t know if I was dreaming or if it was reality.
She coughed a bit and that’s when I knew she was awake.
“Kyky?” she tried to said in a very soft voice I wasn’t even sure I heard it right.
“Ky?” she called me again.
“Hey-hey…shhh” I said standing up and turning on the lights.
“Ky what happened?” she asked and that was when I saw her, it wasn’t a dream she was really awake.
“Shhhh…you’re okay…you had an accident but you’re awake now” I said now fully crying but tears of joy “it was a very bad accident, I almost lost you…” I tried to explain but she looked scared and confused.
“What?” she asked
“You’ve been in a coma for two months, I thought I lost you forever” I said holding her hand and kissing her gently.
She was still processing the informations I gave her. She was confused and scared…
“Two months?” she asked now crying. I nodded.
She tried to move her back a little bit but I stopped and run out of the room to call a doctor.
“Stay here…” I told her leaving her room.
After hours and hours of exams y/l was told she needed to stay a few more days at the hospital but that her injuries were almost recovered. Her broken leg and ribs recovered. Her concussion was still to keep an eye on but nothing major. The doctors couldn’t explain how she went to almost dead to being alive in so little time.
They said it was the medicine.
I said it was a miracle.
Now I was helping her standing up. She hasn’t walked for two months and now she could already felt her legs but the doctors said it was normal.
When her legs touched the floor they both gave up.
“I got you” I said catching her and helping her to get dressed “I always got you” I kissed her and God, how much I missed those lips. She smiled a bit into the kiss and so did I.
The next week came and I finally brought her home. She still needed help walking but I didn’t mind. I could carry her for the rest of my life.
“I’m so happy to be back home!” she said happily while i put her on the couch covering her up with a fluffy blanket.
“I’m so happy to have you back home, this place was so sad without you” I told her while I sat behind her and hold her. I started kissing her neck in the spot I know she loved.
“Kyky…” she said almost moaning my name.
I knew I had to stop before I hurt her more. She was still fragile and in pain but I couldn’t contain my happiness in having her back.
Instead I laughed into her neck and held her tight.
One thing I know for sure is that she’s never gonna drive a car again in the rest of her life.
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College Tummy Tales
due to popular demand, here is a comprehensive list of all tummy-related events that happened on campus this semester (these are all 100% real, i promise you 😭😭😭)
1. this literally happened last friday. i live in a sophomore dorm with my roommate and best friend. we live in an all-gender wing, so me and her are constantly patrolling the hallways because really weird stuff happens at night. last friday we heard some activity near our door, and we decided to be nosy and see what was happening. we came out into the hallway and saw our RA standing near the bathroom, and this twenty-year old guy we live across from sitting on the floor (he’s SUPER cute, like he’s got that shoulder-length middle part haircut and is generally just really friendly and playful. i think he’s a theatre major). anyway, he was curled up on the floor with a bottle of ginger ale and he looked absolutely AWFUL. we asked if everything was okay and he cracked this really weak smile and told us the fish from our dining hall made him sick, and he puked and felt really dizzy and had to sit down on the floor. our RA passed by and got really worried about him and just stayed with him until he felt like he could walk back to his dorm. my roommate knows about my interests (she’s SO FUNNY and supportive) and she was like 😏 girl you gotta take care of him. i didn’t want to overwhelm him so we let him rest. i ended up texting him later and asked if he was feeling better, and he said he was and thanked me for checking up on him. i guess the moral of the story is don’t eat the fish from the dining hall.
2. i am friends with a lot of male theatre majors LMAO. this story happened like, a month ago and isn’t as eventful, but another cute male theatre major is in my ballet class (he is the ONLY guy in my ballet class), and one morning he was sitting out from dancing and i came over to talk to him. COMPLETELY UNPROMPTED he LAUNCHED into a monologue about how bad his stomach hurt that morning, complete with the moaning and groaning and everything, even like, sitting up and showing me his stomach and pushing it out. i was so stunned i just started laughing and he jokingly was like “why are you laughing at my pain????” and i was like “idk i guess you just saying the word tummy as a grown man” and he was like “my tummy? my delicate hurting tummy? my sore little belly?” i swear to god, the male theatre majors are built DIFFERENT.
3. on the topic, men seem to feel really comfortable just using the word “tummy” in general, which i find amusing. i can count a couple of occurrences of men using the word tummy for comedic effect, using phrases like “tummy ache survivor” or “having a tummy ache and being a very brave boy about it”
4. this next one happened in the dining hall and i thought someone would find it amusing. im not huge into burps, but last week this big boisterous frat guy kept burping SO LOUD in the dining hall. it was so fucking obnoxious and the burps were so long and sustained. i kept looking over to give them the stink eye, and the guy had like, 5 empty plates, so ig he was a little full and gassy or something because LORD. hopefully he didn’t eat the fish 😟
5. this last one is the real kicker. in one of my design classes there is this cute, chubby redhead that sits next to me. before class started he had begun complaining to no one in particular that he woke up nauseous that morning. im a really friendly girl so i guess people just feel comfortable sharing things with me, but during class this redhead leaned into my ear and whispered something. like ballet, i was so stunned i asked him to repeat it, and it turns out my ears did not deceive me. he said “i have a tummy ache” into my ear, and my eyes widened and i just couldn’t believe it. i asked if he was hungry or something and tried to offer him a granola bar from my bag, but he turned it down and said he was going to eat something after class. but WOW. im still in disbelief about that one.
anyway, that’s all i can think of for now. me and my roommate have a counter called “X amount of days without a man telling [my name] about his stomach.” so far we’ve only made it 2 days because that halloweekend guy in my poetry class made me have to reset the counter. anyway, love my roommate 💖 the other day she was like “girl you’re only attracted to him because he had an upset stomach 🤨” and i DIED because she’s so right. the bar is so low, boys.
#tummy ache#belly gurgling#belly ache#emeto kink#emetophilia#feedee boy#feedee feeder#feeding kink#male feedism#burp kink#burping#fantasies from the duchess 👑
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nightmares
pairings/characters: kaeya alberich, diluc ragnvindr, albedo kriedeprinz x gn!reader [all of them are seperate !]
warnings⚠️: skin to skin contact (hugging), nothing I can think of tbh other than that please lmk if I need to add anything !:3
synopsis: what they do when your having a nightmare
wc: 0.8k ~
note: this hc was my first version for nightmares [I posted the 2nd/harbinger version first tho bc I couldnt resist it hohoho] hence why its considerably shorter than the one with the harbingers [which you can check out here !] as always feel free to give me feedback and likes and rbs are greatly appreciated !:) <3
kaeya alberich (凱亞)
☁︎︎ hugs you until you fall back asleep.
☁︎︎ you wake up frantic one night from a nightmare that had you drenched in cold sweat, your heavy breathing loud as it echoed through the otherwise quiet room.
☁︎︎ thank god you hadn't woken him up. After the long day he had with the knights you really didn't want to disturb him from some much needed sleep he was missing out now. ☁︎︎ tearing the blanket off yourself you quickly making your way to the toilet to wash your face, trying to get rid of the memories from the nightmare.
☁︎︎ you padded back to your shared bed, tucking yourself in as quietly as you could in an attempt to go back to sleep. what you didn't expect though was to feel kaeya's hands wrap themselves around your waist, pulling you close to him.
☁︎︎ "are you alright dear?"
☁︎︎ shit. crap he woke up. you tried to turn to face him, sputtering out apologies for waking him up.
☁︎︎ though, instead of doing anything, he snuggled up against your back and pulled the blanket securely over you guys.
☁︎︎ "don't worry about me, are you… ok? do you want to talk about it?"
☁︎︎ even when he was exhausted from a day full of paperwork and teaching new knights how to fight, he somehow found the energy to try and start a conversation with you. at 2.43 in the morning no less.
☁︎︎ "of course kaeya, im ok. it was just a bad dream that's all, go back to sleep it's so late."
☁︎︎ "once im sure you're ok, only then can i sleep in peace. good night dear."
diluc ragnvindr (迪盧克)
☁︎︎ wakes you up to soothe you
☁︎︎ it's not the first time his witness someone have nightmares, (he's seen kaeya have nightmares in the past) but he doesn't think he's seen anyone with nightmares this bad
☁︎︎ he realised you were having a nightmare when you started to shift around in his arms and mumbles what sounds like a please, no, don't. please.
☁︎︎ he doesn't immediately wake you up though. he wants to make sure that you're actually having a nightmare before that (otherwise you'd be losing sleep)
☁︎︎ he confirmed that you were having a nightmare when you started kicking off the blankets and almost smacked his face with your arm.
☁︎︎ "hey… hey y/n wake up, wake up-"
☁︎︎ ah shit. you just had another one of those nightmares and you were currently drenched in cold sweat as you tried to slow your breathing, quickly realising diluc was awake and the one that had woken you up as you got more aware of your surroundings.
☁︎︎ Ah. It was probably him who woke up from the nightmare again.
☁︎︎ "it's ok y/n, I got you. you're ok." he said as he moved nearer to you, leaning his forehead against your own.
☁︎︎ you hugged him, tight, not wanting to let go of him. afraid that whatever happened in your dream might come through.
☁︎︎ "i'm not leaving ok. no ones leaving you darling, you're safe."
albedo kriedeprinz (阿貝多)
☁︎︎ he wakes you up and offers you a potion he made
☁︎︎ that day you were together with him at his campsite at the foot of dragonspine
☁︎︎ as we all know, albedo is very… observant.
☁︎︎ he noticed [almost since the start] that you had frequent nightmares; whether you were aware of it or not, he frequently saw you flinch in your sleep and let out small whines of discomfort and it pained him to see you in that state
☁︎︎ because of this, he would often time wake up in the middle of the night for you so that he could shake you out of your nightmare
☁︎︎ but he knew that wasn't efficient for the both of you so he decided (with your consent) to try and experiment a little. making concoctions in hopes that it would hopefully help with the bad dreams
☁︎︎ he had brought you along with him and klee once to the outskirts of mondstadt to go forging for some local plants and herbs
☁︎︎ you had to say that was blast, seeing the pair bond and they helped you to the best of their ability, it was so sweet of them
☁︎︎ he sat you up, walking over to his table where a vial of purple liquid reast
☁︎︎ "thank you albedo." you said after drinking the bittersweet liquid, barely above a whisper with a droopy smile on your face, showing your gratitude towards him.
☁︎︎ it wasn't long before you fell back asleep. he laid you back down on bed, pressing a kiss on your forehead and then your lips.
☁︎︎ "sweet dreams my love."
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HELLO!!! before i start i just gotta say i absolutely LOVE your writtings!!! they bought me smile into myface whenever i read them
okay back to the topic, i hope you see this and if you do can you make a reverse comfort? basically they had a nightmare at a sleepover and woke up in the middle of the night only to find you were awake for whatever reasons. They are absolutely flabbergasted, embarrassed about the fact that their s/o is seeing them crying over a dumb nightmare.
This promt with Teru, Kou, Akane, and Yashiro please! or if it was too much you can hust write Teru :)
have a nice day!!<3
JDHHDJQ IM HAPPY PPL LIKE MY WRITING SM I SWEAR I WILL IMPROVE MORE !!
" this is so embarrassing .. "
; yashiro :
being in contact with so many supernatural entities can lead to feeling a little paranoid. She asked you to have a sleepover mainly because of her nightmares , maybe if she slept with someone who brings her peace all the nightmares would stop , that's what she thought.
So there she is , sleeping on the futon next to your bed , though unfortunately the nightmares kept going ; she was moving and whimpering under the blankets , seeing all her loved ones under the grasp of the entities when suddendly she woke up sweating and trembling , she sitted trying to wipe her tears , when she turned her head to you and found you awake looking at her too
She was so embarassed she started smiling at you trying to pretend nothing happened " w- what are you doing awake at this hour [ name ] ..? " you looked at her with pity " i heard you moving around and i woke up " you said while getting closer to her " Nene did you have a nightmare ? " she was so embarassed about you seeing her cry , sure you've already seen her in despair but not her crying like that " me ? Crying ?? No way , why would you think that !! " obviously her attempt failed miserably " alright , i did have a nightmare ... but it was nothing , really ! "
You could see her being uncomfortable thinking about what she saw , so you didn't ask anything else ; you let her lay her head on your shoulder for comfort ; it ended up with both of you sleeping on eachother and Nene stopping having nightmares
; kou :
Kou invited you to have dinner at his house with his brother and sister , the weather got bad though so Teru suggested you to sleep with them , at first you suggested to sleep in the living room on the sofa but Kou asked you if you wanted to sleep in his room , and who are you to decline the invitation to sleep with your boyfriend. You are now sleeping on his bed and his sleeping on the floor ( he forced you to sleep on the bed )
Kou doesn't really happen to have bad dreams often , so it was really strange when he dreamed of you getting the same treatment that got Mitsuba from Tsukasa ; he was so scared of losing you too , the dream felt so real that he suddendly woke up with tears covering his eyes. He tried to search for you on the bed , just to find nobody on it ; he started freaking out when he saw you to the door walking in the room , but before you could do one step more he literally jumped on you , to your surprise ; he was touching your hair , arms , your back , he wanted to control if you were really you or if he was still dreaming " Kou ..? What happened to you ?? " you took his face in your hands just to find him quietly sobbing and with his eyes red from crying " what happened Kou , talk to me ! Did something happened while you were sleeping ? " he tried to recompose himself before talking " i - i had a bad dream .. you were there and .. and then he did something and s - sudde .. suddendly you were a supernatural .. i thought i would've lose you forever .. " you hugged him closely to you for about 5 minutes , before he calmed himself down.
you took his hand and guided him to the bed , you laid your head on his chest , his heartbeat was a lot calmer than before. You then woke up in the morning still in the same position you two were in
; teru :
You two dated long time ago , so you already knew his past , the fact that he's always been a good exorcist and he couldn't live his childhood like he wanted to. That's something it always upsetted him : being the strongest to protect the others while the live their happy lifes , not that he isn't happy tho ; he has 2 adorable siblings and a perfect s / o by his side
By now it was normal for you to sleep at the Minamotos house , its like a second family to you. It was night , everyone was sleeping , some dreaming something beautiful , others dreaming things not so amazing. It's rare for Teru to have any nightmares at all , or getting any sleep at night overall ; he has many duties to attend to and many thoughts in his head that sometimes even he can't control
Terrible scenarios were heading into his mind : people assaulted by supernaturals and he couldn't do anything about it , his siblings in danger , than you leaving him because he wasn't enough. Every little fear he has showing up in his dreams until he couldn't take it anymore. He woke sweating , he touched his cheeks that were stained with his tears , he felt so dumb for crying over a stupid nightmare
" Teru ? Is everything alright ?? " he looked up at you confused and shocked : he didn't noticed you weren't in bed with him and honestly he was embarassed you had to see him like that , he never showed his true colors to anyone and he didn't mean to show them to you like that " ah , nothing dear , i just noticed you weren't here and i woke up " of course he lied , he didn't want you to worry about him for such a meaningless dream " mhm .. then why are your eyes red ? Did you cry Teru ? You know you can tell me everything right .. " he patted the empty spot on the bed , you laid down and he guided your head to his chest , his arms on your back
" [ name ] .. i love you , you know that ? " you looked up at him surprised , it wasn't flirty or anything like that , it was sincere and pure " of course i do , and i love you too Teru " he smiled while you laid down to sleep. Maybe , just maybe , someday he'll show you his true self and his fears
; akane :
he really really loves when you ask to do a sleepover to his house , he couldn't be more happier to spend the entire day with you ; and he also loves when the night arrives and its time to go to bed , so that he can cuddle you to sleep all he wants
though tonight plans didn't go as planned , he didn't know why but this nightmares continued to torment him over and over again ; everytime he thought it was over it would start again : it was you and him being together as always , when suddendly something bad was about to happen to you but he couldn't stop the time ; he had to watch without the force to do anything , he felt useless , comparing to everyone , Teru or even the Honourable Number 7 , they are definitely better than him to fight
he woke up screaming to the time to stop , he felt that you weren't in bed with him and freaked out so bad. He calmed himself hearing your steps coming to the bedroom " is everything okay Akane !? " he started tearing up again and hugged you tightly " Akane ?? " " i really thought it was all real .. i couldn't stop the time and y - you ... you ... " you embraced him and stopped him before he could say anything else " shh ... it's okay my love , it was just a bad dream , im still here with you , and i'll always be " hearing you saying that calmed him down a lot " im sorry you had to see me like this , it was just a dumb nightmare and i couldn't help myself , its so embarrassing .. " he was so flustered it was so cute.
You two returned to bed , and if you thought he would've let you go in his sleep , you can be sure he wont now
i honestly got carried away with Teru and Akane but i love them so much , anyways this was really fun to write !!
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Edward Evans Blog [Entry #2]
“The Sculpture.. [Part 1/?]”
Hello Dear Readers.
I am shocked at the followers I’ve managed to gain in the first few days of my blog being up. I also wish to thank you all for the “reblogs” and likes.
Anyways, I know why your here so I’ll get on with it. This is the story of Percy and I’s first case… the case of ‘The Sculpture’.
The day started off as another, I woke up and did my daily routine of going for a run, taking a shower, eating my breakfast well I watched the birds and such.. then when I was getting ready for my morning lecture I noticed, Percy, looking madly through the papers.
Though that wasn’t too weird. He’d been doing that for days without even saying a word to me- which I didn’t mind Because he’s quite the weird fellow.. anytime I can get not to hear him ill take it. But of course It was very short lived, as Percy Jumped up on the Couch and cheered with delight. I asked what the matter was- well after I asked him to sit back down as I didn’t want him standing on my couch. Once he calmed down he told me that he found ‘a case’ whatever that means. Either way I congratulated him and left for my lecture.
A few Hours had passed after that and I made my way into the apartment I saw it. Percy on the floor in the middle of a whirlwind of papers. The apartment was in shambles.
“PERCY WHAT THE HELL-“
“Shhh.. Im working Eddie.”
“Working??? On what!? This is a bloody mess and- oh- no no no! Why is there a knife in the wall, Percy!!!”
There was a knife holding a paper in the wall
“Hm? Oh that. Thats just some evidence for the case.”
“Case-?”
“Yes. Remember the one I told you about this morning.”
Thats when I remembered the excitement in the morning… I hadn’t paid much attention to this so called ‘case’ he had told me about because I was more focused on getting him off the couch but I suppose it was something important.
“Percy… prey tell.. what do you mean by ‘case.’”
After that Percy had told me that apparently he wanted to become a Consulting Detective like his uncle Sherlock.. not because he wanted to.. because he was.. bored. And apparently he was sick of his uncle being the only one in the world. Though I could tell he was quite excited about this. But if im being honest I don’t quite care what the man does, as long as he pays his half of the rent and leaves me alone I really could care less, but the mess HAD to go.
“Ok.. Percy tell me.. whats with all those papers in my lounge room??”
“Oh yes- its all the information and possibly Intel I have on my case so far.”
“… and what do you have so far?”
“Not much… theres a killer and after he kills a victim he leaves a perfect Sculpture of them left behind. Later the body’s are found miles away from the sights the sculpture’s are found and-“
“-im sorry- the killer is making Sculptures of his victims???”
“Yes Eddie do try to keep up.”
“Its actually Edward-“
“-so thats all I have on the killer so far. Though I do think I know where he’s going to target next. Thats why we need to go to this place.”
Percy held out a pan-flip in front of my face. It was for one of the most fancy restaurants in the area.
“Percy.. we literally live in a one bedroom apartment what makes you think you can afford to go here.”
“My dads practically the British government. I can do as I please. Now get dressed. We’ve a Restaurant to go to.”
“Ok- wait me to???”
Percy Gave no further explanation. He also didn’t tell me why he needed me there, though I thought it was best not to question him.. if it means I get to eat at a fancy restaurant that is.
When we got there I ate and Percy kept a look out for the killer, But after an hour of nothing Percy started getting frustrated.
“Where. Is. He.”
“Look maybe he’s just running a little late… or..”
“Or?”
“Or you were wron-“
“Im never wrong.”
“…sure. Well Im going to the washroom. Have fun not being wrong.”
When I got to the restroom however I was met with a disturbing surprise that had me running back to our table. Where I as calmly as possible Told Percy to follow me..
“PERCY GET UP THERES A HUGE SCULPTURE IN THE WASHROOM!”
After Percy saw it he smiled. Who on earth smiles at a crime scene??? Bloody Percy Holmes, that’s who.
Of course I suggested we call the cops but oh no no no, Percy had other plans. He took a sample of the clay sculpture and a few photos on my mobile while he started to- wait. My mobile?? How..
“Ah right I took your phone when you were eating.”
“…why.”
“So I could take a photo of the Sculpture when you found it without having to explain to someone why I have evidence on my phone.”
“Wait you knew I’d find the sculpture in here- …WAIT WHAT DO I DO IF I HAVE TO EXPLAIN WHY I HAVE EVIDENCE ON MY PHONE???”
Percy just shrugged back at me as he got up and started heading to the door.
“I already paid the bill and called the police. They should be here in about 2 minutes so I suggest if you don’t wish to have to explain the photos you get out of here with me.”
Percy may be weird but I know better then to ignore someone when im warned, so I followed close behind as the sound of police sirens began filled the air…
[Too be Continued]
Thank you for reading Part 1 of The sculpture!! Part 2 will be posted tomorrow so keep an eye out for it!!
-Edward Evans
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Tolerate it. (Luke Hughes)
based off the song tolerate it by Taylor Swift.
CW: reader is younger (18)
((( background: Luke and i had met when he first moved to jersey i ran into him at the grocery store... long story short that day started the worst relationship of my life.)))
I woke up to the worst nightmare i have ever had i took one look at luke and it made me relax waking up in the middle of the night and watching luke breathing with his eyes closed always helped me feel better, not many had known about our relationship luke has always told me that people might find it weird that were dating because im so much younger than him but i never cared about our age gape i know luke loves me. He's older than me so he knows more i wont tell anyone about our relationship plus he tells me the fans will hate on us.
((the next morning))
" good morning babe" i say to luke as im cooking egg's he doesn't respond just walks past me. "how was your sleep" i ask, once again no response...
" i gotta go do practice babe, do you mind cleaning up while im gone this place is in a mess" he says "yeah of course i can, have a good practice" "yeah ok" after luke leaves i spend hours cleaning the apartment just so i can please him. i was so excited for today because it was our 1 year anniversary, but he doesn't seem to care too much...
((6:00pm))
I started on dinner, i made luke favorite chicken pasta i used the fancy plates too.
By the time luke gets home it was about 6:30 i stand by the door waiting him " mm babe you made my favorite, but why did you use the fancy plates you know we only use those for special occasions" "luke you're joking right" i say, no way he forgot our anniversary "joking about what?" he responds "luke you forgot about our anniversary" i say in disbelief tears threaten to fall from my waterline "what no babe our anniversary is next month you've got it wrong somehow" " no i don't have it wrong, its today" i say "ok y/n chill no need to get upset just sit down and eat the food, our anniversary is next month,do you really think i would forget something so important" "you're right luke, so how was practice you came home quite late where were you?" “At practice?” He answered with an annoyed questioning tone “practice ran that late?” “YES Y/N PRACTICE RAN THAT LATE” he yells “ok” I respond quietly
After dinner
I was lying in bed while Luke was in the bathroom when I saw a text notification on his phone
From: Ava
Had a great time today ;)
As soon as I read that text my heart dropped
I heard Luke walk out of the bathroom and into his room I quickly throw down his phone with tears spilling out of my eyes. “Woah what’s wrong baby” Luke says with a look of fake concern on his face, “ YOU CHEATER” I yelled through tears. “IVE DONE EVERYTHING FOR YOU LUKE, I COOK FOR YOU, I CLEAN FOR YOU, AND YOU JUST TOLERATE IT” I fully start to cry “y/n what are you talking about, are you ok?” While he’s talking I put on his shoes and head to the front door. “No luke I’m not ok, every time I point out something wrong in our relationship you call me crazy, or say it’s all in my head but it’s not, I knew you were cheating on me” “baby no I’m not cheating on you, what would make you think that?” Luke responds “really Luke if you’re not cheating on me than who is Ava” as soon as I said her name Luke stops and stares at me, he knows he guilty, he knows I’ve caught him. “I’m done Luke” I sigh and open his apartment door to leave.
A/n: this is lowkey bad sry it’s been awhile since I’ve wrote something 😭
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Um, idk how hard you want the requests to be so im going to go in the middle of soft+hard.
I can give you more hard asks if you want but I will ease my way in.
How would each member of Ateez react to you wanting to hold hands in *intimate* moments.
Thank you :)
LMAO hi I'm totally fine with both soft and hard asks! So ask me whatever you want <3 I'll make it a fluffy smutty one! It's my first Reaction fic, I hope u like it :))
ATEEZ REACTION to you wanting to hold hands during intimate moments [F&M]
[F] = Fluff
[M] = Mature content
Hongjoong
It was such a nice and bright morning. You had been cuddling all night and woke up with Hongjoong kissing your neck and collarbones. It didn't take that long before he stripped the both of you from your clothes and entered you after you begged him not to prep you, feeling ready for him already.
Hongjoong was slowly rocking into you and the two of you let out sweet moans. He noticed your hands searching for his, wanting to hold onto him and he smiled as he rocked into your core deeper. He took your soft hands in his and kissed you passionately.
Seonghwa
Seonghwa was eating you out slowly and his teasing tongue would be the death of you one time, you knew it. He smirked as he heard his name fall of your lips as you whined and arched your back.
"Hands," you whined softly. He mistook your request first as he thought you wanted him to touch you with his hands, but you soon stated, "no, I wanna hold your hands."
Seonghwa smiled, "as my love wishes," as he took your hands, continuing to pleasure you.
Yunho
Yunho had you in his lap as he kissed your neck and sucked on it softly. You softly rocked your hips onto his, moaning softly.
He grinded his crotch against yours, the both of you yearning for more friction. You held his hands tightly, moving against his body and letting out a moan.
He smiled and held your hands, knowing you needed him, sucking on your sweet spot softly.
Yeosang
Yeosang had you sitting on his cock, and you rode it slowly. He groaned softly as you moved faster and took more of him.
"You're so good for me," he moaned out as he gripped your hips tightly. You removed his grip from your hips as you took his hands into yours and rode him faster.
He moaned as he intertwined his fingers with yours, bucking up into you, sending you off to your climax.
San
San had you in doggy style on the bed, in front of the mirror, and pounded into you hard. You kept letting out loud moans, his name falling from your lips like a mantra.
He pulled you up to his chest as he kept pounding into you. He saw you struggling to keep up and you grabbed his hands.
"You're doing so well, hold on tight to daddy, hm?"
Mingi
Mingi kissed down your chest sweetly, peppering them over your body. You were sensitive to touch and feeling his lips and tongue glide over you made you shiver.
You took his hand and he looked up to you, into your eyes to see if you were doing okay.
"I just wanted to hold your hand, please, go on,"
Mingi smiled and nodded, kissing your hands first before moving on.
Wooyoung
Wooyoung had you on your knees in no time, forcing his cock down your throat. He didn't hesitate to pound his cock into your mouth, he knew you liked it rough.
You gagged on his dick, teared up and tried to keep yourself from letting tears stream down your cheeks. You moaned as he grunted and wiped your tear away.
You tried taking more of him as you took his hands. Wooyoung couldn't help but smile into his moan.
"Fuck, baby, you're taking me so well, I'll hold your hands, you can make me cum, hm?"
Jongho
Jongho had you sitting on his thigh, slowly rocking against it. He flexed his muscles for you, making you squirm as you rubbed yourself on him.
You needed to hold on to him, and you took his hands as you rode his thigh faster, trying to catch your breath, trying to reach your climax.
He smiled as he watched you unravel. "Good, so good!" you moaned out. "Alright baby, let go hm? I got you," he said as he held your hands and kissed your neck.
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A Father's Resolve - Prologue
IM SO NORMAL GUYS IM SO NORMAL IM SO NORMAL IM SO NORMAL I SWEAR THIS IS THE THIRD IDEA IVE HAD IN TWO DAYS PLEASE HELP ME
Word Count: ~800
Emmet would later swear that it started out normal.
He woke up in his bed, his team asleep in the room as well, at exactly 4 am. He would take a shower and get dressed, his white shirt and pants ironed and freshly pressed. He made a light breakfast, consisting of a bagel with peanut butter and some coffee. He'd fed his team their breakfasts and grabbed his coat and hat and had done all the normal morning things. His day bag hadn't felt any different on his shoulder, the walk hadn't been any longer or shorter. The station doors opened the same, that one light still flickered slightly, his office was exactly the same as he'd left it. He'd sat at the lone desk in the room to fill out some paperwork before boarding the same line for the day.
The battles had gone similar (but never the same) as normal, he'd congratulated and praised and encouraged as normal, he'd reached his destination as normal. He'd eaten his lunch and texted Elesa and checked in with the depot agents as normal.
The first sign of something not normal was during his break in the control room. He could still remember idly chatting with one of the older agents when he'd heard that sound. The same one he'd heard only once, exactly a decade prior.
It sounded like someone was trying to cut sheet metal with a pair of fabric scissors. A horrible, loud, ripping noise, reverberating in his ears and chest and lungs. A distinct sound.
He'd started to run.
He could barely hear the voices calling for him over that sound. It was getting louder, droning, crackling, ripping, searing, it was unnatural, it was something he was not supposed to hear.
And then were the screams. He burst out the maintenance door into the main area of the Subway. People were screaming, running, trying to get away from something, that sound. Emmet ran straight towards it, a pokeball raised in his hand. This was not normal.
He merely caught a glimpse of a hole in the air, a hole leading to somewhere and yet nowhere, a purple and black and yellow and blue and red and green swirling things that spat out matter. And then, with a horrendous sucking noise, it closed itself and disappeared.
The sound had left a ringing in his ears. He thought about leaving. Not investigating. But he needed to, not just for the Subway, but for himself. He knew he recognized that sound.
He directed the depot agents to handle the panicked passengers as he ran to see what the thing had spat out.
It sat in the middle of the floor. A huddle of fabric, mumbling to itself. Emmet could not make out what it was. He crept forward, unsure of how to proceed. This was not how he remembered that noise happening last time. In fact, instead of leaving something in its wake, the ripping had taken something from him. Something precious.
He pushed the thought aside to focus on the matter at hand.
He kept the pokeball ready as he approached, his shoes squeaking on the floor. He caught a faint voice speaking a foreign tongue. What language was it? The voice was rough from use.
But it was also familiar.
Emmet summoned all his willpower to speak. "You are halting the activities of the Subway. Please state your intentions."
The thing - no, the figure - froze completely. Then it stirred, getting to its knees, then its feet. As it rose, Emmet could see the hauntingly familiar coat it wore shredded and sunbleached, the large collar in tatters, the two lines reminiscent of train tracks faded, but still present. The hat it wore, torn and bleached like the coat, most of the stuffing gone.
And then he turned. And Emmet saw his own face reflected in them. The sharp chin, now covered with facial hair into a trimmed beard. The silver eyes, the sharp cheekbones, even the hooked nose. Their face was tanned, their eyes slightly sunken, but bright and confused. Their silver hair had streaks of white. Wrinkles, small and numerous, riddled their cheeks and eye sockets.
Emmet's eyes had widened as his hand lowered.
"Ingo?"
The man's eyes had also widened. He'd slowly nodded his head, visible confusion still written across his face. Emmet's vision grew blurry as he reached in for a hug-
That was not reciprocated. Ingo had held firm, stiffening. Emmet had stopped dead in his tracks. "Ingo?"
He had opened his mouth to speak when Emmet had noticed something else. Two small sets of chubby white hands gripping the bleached and torn coat, tugging at his black pants. Two matching sets of silver eyes staring up at him, wide and alarmed, hiding in his coat.
Ingo had leaned down and plucked them up, scooping one into each arm. They'd buried their small faces into his chest, refusing to look.
Emmet steeled his resolve suddenly. People were staring. "Let us take this to my office. Somewhere more private." Ingo had said nothing, but had followed his brother, the two children glancing up as he'd begun to move, watching Emmet with large eyes.
And yet the day, he later swore, had started out normal.
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Little ramble on water boy 2 and red string cutter and their powers
The Goddess of Fate's power was the ability to change the future/fate of anyone. In some of the other gods stories it kind of seems like her power was just giving people a choice. I like to believe that MC has that power still but its more toned down as in she just talks to people about what choices they can make like idk telling leon to not kill everyone and wipe the universe teehee.
We see her power work in every story intentional or not. Maybe it was the king using the help of her powers to decimate the underworld or the simple acts of kindness performed through MC.
Anyway, it can go into theories of dominos falling or butterflies flapping their wings that Clotho's power was very strong and had lasting impacts on a persons future.
Hue's power is clairvoyance, granted he can't use it without touching the person but he could still see into the future. He keeps to himself when he does this, only preparing for the inevitable.
I love that Huedhaut was the one to help Clotho figure out how to use her powers and incidentally was one of the first people who had his fate 'changed'. Whether his fate was actually changed by her or it was just him trying to create a logical answer to him catching feelings is wild.
One of my fav excerpts of them is I think in one of Hue's stories he gets surprised accidentally reading Clotho's future. He saw that they were dating before he even knew they were. Ended with both of them getting awkward about it and just acknowledging 'hey we're dating', and along the lines of him saying 'i've never had my own future spoiled'.
TLDR their relationship
One of the reasons Hue fell in love with MC/Clotho was because Clotho always forced Hue out of his comfort zone (at a reasonable level) and was his total opposite. Something refreshing, sun and moon.
Clotho definitely woke up Hue in the middle of the night to ask if he would still love her if she was a worm (and him in a begrudging state of total confusion would say yes, he loves them in any form, he loves their soul etc etc).
It's also to note that her power literally interrupts his. He can't see/predict the future if it's always changing. It was unpredictable for him. Which ties into the philosophy he learnt when we see him in S1 that he doesn't know how to process the illogical and irrational. He also gets a bit mad at MC when she brings up the concept 'fate' once again being a theoretical concept not set in stone. Huedhaut tries to grab onto any reason when it came to an emotional experience and it left him with centuries full of grief as to why Clotho did the things she did.
In a sense, Huedhauts season 1 reads like a ghost story. Clotho is the ghost that haunts MC, Hue, and some of the other gods. There's a famous quote by David Foster Wallace that says:
"Every love story is a ghost story"
Clotho haunts the narrative, and surely haunts Hue. Those versions of the goddess of fate with the god of Aquarius doesn't exist anymore, yet they still have a very persistent figure in the story. Clotho gave up (not sacrificed) herself/powers because she wanted humanity to feel the love that Huedhaut gave her, her last thoughts were literally of her and Huedhaut hugging the morning prior as she found comfort in the absolute. Huedhaut was near her/watched as she faded from existence. Everything she did, Huedhaut took it personal as Clotho's decisions were purely emotional.
Whether it was inconsistent writing or intentional, Hue's reasonings/graspings at Clotho changes throughout the story from (TLDR SUMMED UP)
"Oh gods I desecrated myself for love"
"Did she love me or was she unhappy and decided to do that"
blaming himself for not stopping her/finding a solution/not being smart enough at the time
it changes in his route a few times but I think its a realistic depiction for someone who didn't get closure and is heavily focused on reason. tldr im rambling love overcomes as a theme and love is good. Voltage I am begging please give Hue a good update also redo his promise of infinity.
hue and clotho/mc have that doomed yuri type beat also something about them just spreads tragedy i love them i have like 3 scm aus and one of them is dedicated to them entirely.
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through the hourglass 13. brb x oc
a/n: IM BAcK HOME AND I AM VERY TIRED. So apologies if this chapter isnt the greatest :(
pairing: plus size!oc x rooster
warnings: fluff,Bea's mom wanting grandchildren and not being subtle about it.
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The empty room was now officially the baby room, not that it wasn’t before but since Beatrice woke up in the middle of the night and drew all over the walls it was hard to think about it as anything but that. She notices how her worry was unfounded, how Rooster wouldn’t mind seeing her so focused on drawing on those walls…honestly, he was such a wonderful man she didn’t even know how to deal with it sometimes.
Of course this whole thing was to stay between them, until there was a child there they’d keep the room closed whenever they’d have guests over. Especially her family members - and Mav who’d never shut up if he saw that room and would probably cry according to Rooster.
Beatrice woke up to make them breakfast and she never felt so awake before. Her little smile and sweet humming never faltered as she poured the coffee inside the mugs, her long Iron Maiden shirt hitting the back of her thighs, covering the sleeping shorts as her foot tapped on the kitchen tiles. She hears Rooster’s heavy footsteps coming down the stairs, followed by the soft baby talking to Jolene who was already waiting for him on the ground below.
She doesn’t even turn around when he enters the kitchen and her smile widens as his arms wrap around her waist, “Hi, gorgeous.” he coos, kissing her cheek then her lips when she turns her head to look at him, “Did you sleep well?”
“I slept really great, Roos.” she whispers, her cheeks reddening just a bit before she grabs his mug from the sink, “Already filled it up for you.” she says, handing it over to him so he has to remove one of his arms to grab it, eventually letting go of her completely to approach the kitchen table. Beatrice looks at her husband from her spot at the sink, sipping her coffee quietly as she admires how good he looked in that uniform. She had seen it so many times and yet she couldn't help herself.
He had such a good physique and it fit him so well too. It was cruel how handsome he was sometimes. Rooster arches his eyebrow while tilting the mug to his lips, then sets it on the table with a little smile, “What?” she just shrugs, her cheeks darkening but her eyes remaining on him, “Looking at me like that you make it so hard to leave home.”
Beatrice chuckles against the mug, pushing herself from the sink while grabbing the rest of their breakfast to set it in front of him, then sat down herself with a sigh, “I’m just admiring you.”
“Yeah?”
“Yep.” she pops the ‘p’, sipping more of her morning coffee, her cheeks flexing with a grin behind the mug, “I have a very handsome husband.”
His pupils dilate when she says ‘husband’ then shrink back to its original size. She noticed that anything that relates to her calling either his position in the Navy or the fact that he’s hers gets a reaction out of him. It did something to her ego knowing how much he enjoyed being called her husband and she kept that information to the back of her mind. “I have a very beautiful wife.” he replies just as smoothly, making Beatrice giggles as she chews her piece of toast, “What do you have planned today, gorgeous?”
Beatrice hums, tapping her middle finger to the ceramic mug as she thinks about it “Ah, well I’m joining my mom for grocery shopping. Normally it’s my dad that helps her but he’s been helping Leo and Cyn during the week so I was the chosen one.” Her husband just lets out a soft laugh, still drinking his morning coffee. “Hopefully it won’t take too long, my mom said she just needs a few things.”
“Tell her hi for me.”
“Oh I feel I won’t have to because she’ll immediately ask about you.” Bradley smirks behind the mug “ ‘How’s Bradley? Is he eating? Oh Beatrice but he must eat. He's such a skinny boy, I’ll make you two some cake so you can take home!” Her mothers impression was spot on, especially how the accent sometimes snuck by in some words “She’d never admit it but you are probably becoming her favorite.”
His cheeks flushed with embarrassment but he felt so warm knowing that, “Bet she says that about all her sons in law.” He laughs, but then looks down at his watch “Gotta go,babe. I’ll talk to you later okay?” Beatrice stands to her feet once he does too, stopping behind him with a smile as he leans down to pet Jolene goodbye.
“I’ll message you later.” She tells him as she follows his steps to the garage, his sunglasses over his eyes and his key dangling on his forefinger “Let you know how the grocery journey was.”
Rooster laughs, turning on his heel towards her “I'd love that baby.” He cups her chin so he tilts her head up, pressing a slow kiss to her lips “One More.” He pecks her again “For good luck.”
Beatrice’s red cheeks get redder but she just caresses his jawline, “For good luck,” she watches him enter the blue Bronco, Jolene’s head appearing between her leg and the threshold to watch Rooster leave “I love you!”
“I love you too, gorgeous. Bye Jojo.” Jolene barks out in reply, tail wagging as she follows the car with her head as Rooster takes it out of the garage, Beatrice offering him a tiny wave until he disappears from her view and the garage door closed. With a soft sigh, Beatrice walks back into the house, Jolene trotting behind her as she walks back to the kitchen to finish her breakfast.
She knows that she’ll have dance class in a few hours and then she’d meet her mother, so until then she decided to take her time.
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Beatrice stood behind Claudia, watching her mother pick similar jars of tomato sauce, bring to eye level, then put it back down with a mutter. She’s been doing that for a while and they got to the supermarket minutes ago and they only managed to get a bag of corn chips, nothing else. Beatrice inhaled softly, holding the cart close by while her mother kept her over analysis of random products “Oh Beatrice, what do you think of this one?” Claudia asks suddenly, grabbing another one.
Beatrice blinks at her, “That’s… the one brand you always get,mamma.”
“Oh! It is!” And Claudia proceeds to put it inside the card, hooking her fingers on the gate and bringing it along with her. Beatrice sighs, shaking her head subtly “I’m going to make Leonardo and Cynthia some light tomato soup, she can’t cook because of little Éwoyn so I’m preparing their food for the week!”
Of course she was. “Sounds good,mamma. Are they okay?”
“Oh they are absolutely fine, the baby is wonderful and Bianca has been such a good older sister,” she smiles “She reminds me of your siblings when you were born!” Beatrice returns the smile as her mother fixes the reading glasses on the bridge of her nose “It’s so loving to see another generation.”
Even if her mother didn’t finish her sentence, Beatrice could hear the intonation of her voice, something that clearly brought back her want for more grandchildren. And especially if they came from Beatrice and Bradley. She knew it’d be brought up and honestly she was prepared for it, so she just agreed with her mother with a nod, choosing to keep herself quiet.
Claudia eventually started to gather more stuff besides the tomato sauce, arranging everything like a game of tetris, humming happily to herself “Oh I need a new whisk too, the old one snapped.” She leads Beatrice to the another aisle, immediately picking up a whisk and then changing her attention to the different aprons hanging close by.
Claudia picks one up, one that was black in color with red flowers on it, something that wasn’t her mothers style at all but she wondered if she was just expanding her horizons a bit more. “Look at this Beatrice, isn’t it beautiful?”
“It’s really nice mamma,” Beatrice agrees “I didn’t know you needed a new apron too.”
Her mother’s smile widened and she held the apron in front of Beatrice instead “Oh no, it’s not for me, it’s for you.” Beatrice opened her mouth to explain that she didn’t need one because she already had it,but her mother continued “Just imagine surprising Bradley wearing only this, honey. Oh you’d look so beautiful and he’d love it so much.”
Beatrice immediately felt like she’d die “And it’s only 9.99! Oh it’s so cheap!” Beatrice’s eyes widened when her mother kept explaining why she should get that apron, how it’d help them out so much.
“Mamma!” Beatrice snatches the apron from her mothers hands and puts it away “What the hell? No!”
“No what, tesoro?”
“Mamma I am not wearing that for Brad!” She lowered her voice as another mother daughter duo walked behind the two, her face unbelievably red.
Claudia blinks at her daughter with confusion, looking back at the apron, “Why not? Does he not like this color? We can find something else–”
“Mamma!” she almost pleaded, shoving the apron so far from her eyes no one else would see it, “What the hell??”
“What? Does he not find you beautiful? I’ve suggested the same to your siblings,” and Beatrice could be wrong but she was sure her siblings had the same, if not a worse, reaction she had right now. But Claudia looked confused, even placing her hands on her hips, “There’s nothing wrong in looking nice for your husband, tesoro.”
“Mamma–”
“I do that to your father sometimes–”
“Oh, God. Please stop talking.” Beatrice begs, almost falling to her knees, “Mamma, Jesus– W-We don’t need that, okay? We do not. We are fine like this.” and she tries to turn her mother away from this specific area, with her hands on her shoulders.
“Well, I’m just suggesting,” Claudia is finally walking away and her daughter sighs in relief, “Because I suggested it to Cynthia too before she had Éwoyn.” oh God. “It’s really interesting, tesoro!”
Beatrice looked horrified and wanted nothing more than to crawl into a hole and probably die there only to be found centuries later by the more advanced civilizations. She knew there was something of that sort within her thought process, but hearing it was more than…weird for her. She knew her mother meant well and that sometimes she just says that because she wants all of them to be happy but it was still really strange to hear that from your mother. “I-I’m sure it is mamma, but I-I swear it’s fine.”
“Ah, well,” she begins, “I mean it’d help you two work on it too.”
“Oh, ah.” Beatrice laughs awkwardly, “Y-You don’t have to worry about that.” they’ve been working on it a lot lately. A lot but her mother didn’t have to know the details, “Just…you know let’s not talk about that.”
“Well, Tesoro you are no longer a child-”
“Mamma, I–”
“And I’m sure we’ve had this talk before.”
“Mom! Mooom!” she laughs, elongating the word and begging yet again with her eyes for her mother to stop, “Mom, mamma, please, we are in a public place, let’s not talk about this again. I mean it. No more.”
Claudia blinks at Beatrice, but then shrugs and continues with the grocery shopping, her daughter following along, leaning her weight on the back of the cart and tumbling her head forward so her hair covered her expression. Of all the things to talk about while grocery shopping, this would be the last one she’d want to hear. Her mother had to understand that while, yes they are all adults, it’s weird to talk about it…at least to her it was, and probably to Leo too, she could only imagine how he was after Cynthia told him about their mother’s idea.
“Anyway, how’s he?” Claudia asks as they near the fruit stand, checking the pears by picking a few of them up, “Is he well? Is he eating?”
Beatrice huffs out a laugh, lifting her head, combing all of her hair back, “Yes, mamma, he’s fine and yes he’s eating.” Claudia quiet ‘hm’ only let her know that her mother would cook them things no matter what, “He eats very well, he’s not as little as you think.” Beatrice immediately pauses noticing the accidental innuendo she let out and she hopes her mother doesn’t see it that way.
“Oh, I know, he is very tall.” oh thank God, “But so skinny! That boy is like a twig on legs!”
“Mamma,” she recalls every time she saw Rooster without his shirt, or even with a shirt, remembering how defined he was and promptly making a shiver dart all over her body, “He’s not that skinny.”
Claudia hums again, grabbing a few more fruits and adding it to the cart, “But he needs to feed up, what do they eat at the base?” Beatrice opens her mouth to answer and yet again her mother cuts her off, “He needs sustenance. And those MRI–”
“MRE, mamma.”
“Yes, that, it doesn’t look good.” Claudia adds, ‘He needs a good meal, he likes chocolate,I’ll bake him a chocolate cake.” just like Beatrice thought she would. The brunette is however thankful for that, perhaps because her mom knew about Rooster’s life now - especially after Christmas and after their wedding - and just wanted him to know he could count on her as a motherly figure.
Bea was sure he’d like it, he’d never say no to anything with chocolate or anything that’s a home cooked meal sprinkled with motherly love. Beatrice remembers how last year she was so scared about him meeting her family, her whole family, and the fact he met them all at her aunt’s wedding surely drove her to be a ball of nerves for days…but he fit right in, he was welcomed so easily and her parents and siblings adored him so much.
Beatrice was very thankful that it worked, or else she wouldn’t have that band on her finger. “I’m sure he’ll love it, mamma.” she says, spinning the wedding ring on her finger with her thumb repeatedly, feeling the smooth surface run against her skin.
With the two continuing their grocery shopping, Beatrice was glad that her mother stopped talking about that specific subject and chatted about random topics, one that eventually led to Bradley upcoming deployment this coming monday, “Again?! But you two just got married!”
Beatrice offered her mother a shrug, “It’s his job, mamma. He can’t schedule those things.” she was sad, but the sadness was just a bit less now. She was used to it at this point, “It’ll be only four months,” she begins, “He is going to be okay–”
“Then we need to prepare him something before he goes, you two come have dinner Saturday at home.”
Beatrice stares at her mother, “Mamma, I can’t, I work on Saturday until midnight.” and she and Rooster already had other plans for that day, they were going out, “We can’t go.”
But Claudia was undeterred, “Then Sunday! A Sunday lunch! I can make us some spaghetti and meatballs, oh maybe some wine too-” and her mother went on a tangent, rambling about all the things she’d cook for them and explaining how it was important for him to leave with the meal being in his mind.
“I’ll have to talk to him,mamma.” Beatrice begins, “I…I’ll see if he wants to.” she didn’t even know what time they’d get back home Saturday after their outing, so she couldn’t come with an answer yet.
“Oh that’s quite fine, tesoro.” Claudia grins, fixing her glasses as she brings a pack of tissues close to her eyes, squinting behind the lenses, “We can always have lunch at your house too if that’s the case.”
“Again, mamma, I’ll have to talk to him.” Beatrice says through gritted teeth, smiling almost painfully in response to her mother’s inquiries, “I’ll let you know.” and then her mother changed the subject again, which makes Beatrice huff out a tired laugh. She didn’t really want to spend the day before Rooster leaves with her parents, but she also knew that if she didn’t talked to him they’d never come up with a reasonable solution.
As they wander deeper into the aisles, the cart getting fuller and fuller, Beatrice tries to help her mother how she can while avoiding specific subjects that would lead to a domino effect. Her mother then questions her attire, why does her shirt have a devil on it? “It’s from a show mom, it’s from Stranger Things, a character wears this shirt,” proceeds to question if Bradley watched it too, “He does, mamma,” and if he likes it, “He does.”
She could elaborate how he liked a lot of movies and shows but she didn’t know if her mother would be able to identify them herself…if at all.
God she missed him.
What a sap she was.
She couldn’t understand people who missed their partners during the time they are at work, in fact she thought it was so silly! But she did miss Rooster and she’d miss him when he was gone…she had to do something for him, but what? The last time he left was…interesting, how could she up the ante?
They walk by a Halloween decoration area of the grocery store, just tiny things like pumpkin lights and a banner with random people dressed in weird costumes. Her mother comments how soon it was to have that there. Beatrice chuckles, picking the tiny bag of pumpkin lights and keeping it in her brain to grab the Halloween decor later this week. She didn’t know what she’d dress up as this year, last year was extremely fun dressing as Catwoman - as she recalled with a shudder and a lip bite- so she had to think what she’d dress up as.
Maybe she could talk to Shells about it, she could come up with an idea. But her brain wandered deeper, to a darker area, never forgetting she was still thinking about how to prepare something for him before he leaves. She remembered how much he liked her Catwoman costume but he wouldn’t be there to celebrate halloween with her. She needed time to think and her mother’s constant talking wasn’t helping.
She slipped out her phone just to send him a message, just to let him know she was thinking about him and that she loved him so much. He’d see it much later. But Beatrice was even more surprised when Shells message showed up first
Shells (10:40)
Babes! Ev is going to throw an early Halloween party at her place Saturday after work! You in?
Beatrice groans, this too? All she wanted was to spend time with Rooster!
Bea (10:45)
Hey Shells, I’ll have to talk to Roos. Why is Evelyn throwing a Halloween party so early? We aren’t even in half of October.
Shells (10:47)
Duh, because of Jake! He’s getting deployed too, so are the others. My sweet baby included :( so she wants to throw a quick celebration since they can’t be here by then. It’ll be fun! Come on!
Bea (10:50)
Shells I don’t have a costume :(! I can’t find something that quickly!
Shells (10:51)
Ah, young grasshopper, you have so much to learn. Meet me at my place tomorrow! We’ll figure something out >:)
Bea (10:52)
I’ll still need to talk to Roos…
Shells (10:53)
I think he’ll definitely say yes once he sees your costume. Bye!! Love you! See you at the bar!
Beatrice only stared down at her phone with her brows furrowed, sees her costume? Did Shells already had an idea of what she could wear? “Beatrice!” she snaps her head up when her mother calls her name, this time she’s holding a pair of paper towels bags that she found somewhere.”Put that phone down and help me choose one of these. I want you to tell me which one would be better when you two show up on Sunday.”
Beatrice groans, all she wanted was spend time with her husband…
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Dilf Werewolf Boyfriend-Cole
This is a huge fic and if you'll excuse me I'm going to go pass out
Edit: I fucked myself posted to early fuck
Part 2 here
You decided to take a trip to North Dakota the campout before the weather got any colder You didn't listen to your friends warnings about the particular forest.you were staying in, rumors of a huge beast as powerful is a grizzly bear as quick as a rabbit And as hungry as a wolf. But those were just rumors you brushed them off quickly
The weather was chilly as you got out your car thankfully you had a coat with you. Getting out your supplies in the trunk taking in the crisp cold air you set out through the forest to find a camping spot. The chilly air caused you to shiver you rub your arms together to regain some warmth, you gathered up wood setting up the much-needed campfire.
You woke up even colder unziped your tent to see The forest completely covered in snow. After breaking down your tent you dug around for your stuff and got on your measly coat before trying to find your way back to the parking lot.
The snow crunched beneath your feet going in the direction that you assumed to be the parking lot. You were feezing tired and scared walking around in the dark with nothing to see other than white and trees.the wind started to pick up You wrap your snow-covered blanket around you it was better but not enough to stop the shivering.
The wind just got more and more violent pretty much pelting the falling snowflakes at your face. You walk towards seems like forever with no signs of your car the parking lot or any building. Your face was feeling numb the cold was becoming too much to bear.
Despite the numbness in your legs you continued. You saw something past the trees in a clearing in the a house. Desperate you used up the last of your strength to book it to the house hoping whoever lives there but take pity on you and let you stay
The door opened to see a a man with 5:00 shadow and short red hair his burning red eyes stared down at you.
"What the fuck are you doing out here in the middle of a blizzard?"
"Please" was all you could muster.
The man cussed under his breath before growling holding the door open for you
"Inside, now!"
You smiled "thank you, sir!"
The man just the door behind him "Cole, names Cole..." he muttered before heading to the kitchen. " Go to the fireplace don't worry about your shit."
You drop your bag near the door and take off you're shoes. The cabin wasn't small but it wasn't big either it was nice, roomy the smell of apple and cinnamon fill your nose as you get comfy near the fireplace shivering trying to cuddle up to your cold blanket.
Cole take the blanket away from you and you a new one before setting down a hot cup of tea.
" Don't expect the blizzard to peer out until about a week... you're staying with me but as soon as the snow clears you are out of here. Got it?"
You nodded before snuggling into the warm blanket.
You woke up in a soft king-sized bed with the same blanket Cole gave you, the room you stayed in had a skylight which was covered in snow hunting rifle hung from the wall with cleaned animal bones on his shelf that look like they've been knawed on and next to it was a small picture frame that looks to be him smiling with two toddlers in his arms next to a woman with her face ripped out.
The smell of breakfast being cooked drag you out of his room and down the stairs the wood creaking with each step.
Cole noticed and called out " morning kiddo, sorry about my attitude last night you just came at a bad time, since you'll be here might as well feed you. Ya hungry?" He turned a plate of eggs and bacon in one hand a small half smile on his face.
"I'm not a kid, im in my 20's." You have to taking the plate out of his hands
" 20's is still young, and you're young and stupid why else you would come out in the woods with a silly scrap of cloth you call a coat-
If you knew you were going to get lectured on your life choices you would have just died in the snow.
"Yeah yeah know my friends have been going on and on about some rumor about this forest"
Cole chokes on his food " there are rumors?"
You chew on your food "yeah something about a dangerous animal you know anything about it
He clears his throat" n-no not really"
Despite recently just meeting the two of you clicked well together despite Cole's resting bitch face and sometimes piss-poor attitude when he's already angry he's quite Charming. And you can't help but notice Cole stealing glances would he thinks your not looking.
Cole seems to have forgotten why he wanted to turn you away. A primal hunger that begin to pull in his stomach reminded him. The urge to claim a mate, to claim you as a mate.
Your scent became more and more intoxicating to him.
You're so much smaller compared to him, small and cute like a little rabbit.
Fuck he has to control himself no matter how much he wants you and no matter how much he notices your hungry eyes on him burning holes into his shirt trying to get a better glimpse at his body-
Cole let out a growl he was supposed to be a man, not some horny teenage boy. He rushes into the basement to get away from the temptation.
He closes the door behind him before sitting on the couch unbuckling his belt to release his hard cock. His nails were already turning into claws
Whimpering he rubs the head with his thumb before wrapping his hand around his shaft. It took everything in him not to rut into his palm when he gently stroked up and down
He tried not to think about you. Your smile, your sweet smell, how are you were so willing stay with him a strange man not knowing who he is and what he can do to you. Your pretty lips pouting when you were upset... Oh those lips... Nice and pillowy wrapped around his-
His ears perked up upon hearing a hushed moan coming from the now slightly open door. The scent now stronger and sweeter draws him closer his canines are growing bigger and sharper as he draws near.
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