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The Flayed

pairing: steve harrington x female byers!reader

WC: 4.3K

warnings: cursing, panic attacks from byers/going off on everyone, blood/fighting. i think we good!

summary: the pits of hell.

A/N: ALL PARTS UNDER THE TAG - The Byers Harrington Story-

yall, steve and byers relationship is going through it, im sorry. also feel like my writing is inconsistent for these next few chapters (idk just me?)

@alecmores my lovely friend🌟

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You were sure your voice was gonna give out with the volume of your screams. The room that was now confirmed to be an elevator was moving at such a fast speed that you worried you’d hit the ceiling when it reached the bottom.

“Steve!” Calling for your boyfriend with tears flooding your eyes.

This is why you didn’t want to do this. Why you shouldn’t have gotten involved and just called the government. Now you have two children with you in a dangerous environment not knowing what was on the other side. Stupid fucking Russians had to ruin your night cause of their stupid system.

“Shit! Shit!” “We’re going down! We’re going down!” Steve and Dustin shouted over the noise. And you're pretty sure you’re just sobbing through the screams at this point. Robin shouted to Steve, “Yeah, no shit, Harrington!”

Dustin was smashing his hands into the buttons, but nothing was helping. “Why don’t these buttons work?!” Erica ran to his side, the two of them pressing the same buttons and yelling at each other.

Your fingers were curled tight around a metal table as you hyperventilate. Everything and everyone was just making your panic worse and you feared passing out. The elevator hit the ground hard and everyone lost their foot, falling to the floor with boxes following. Your head hit the bottom of the table and you winced in pain.

You could hear Steve groan, “Oh! My groin. It fell on my groin.” Then he called for Dustin to move a box.

You heard shuffling and Robin asking if everyone was okay, but you could only hear your loud breathing and feel the fast beating of your heart. Palms hit the metal floor as you panted and silently cried, messy hair hiding your face in a curtain.

“(Y/n)? Hey, baby…” The voices sounded as if they were underwater. Garbled and unclear, barely able to understand it’s Steve just from the pet name. A hand falls to your back, trying to use repetitive motions as a way to calm you down.

“Baby, it’s Steve. Dustin, Erica, and Robin are with us. Everyone is okay. We’re safe.” He spoke low and close to your ear.

“We don’t know if-“ “Shut it, Henderson!”

Your hearing got clearer and your breathing slowly evened out, body slightly shook as you managed to push yourself off the floor and shrug Steve’s hands away. Fingernails curled into your palm as you glared at Steve. His eyes were droopy and sad, arms limp at his side, but you needed to get this out.

“We are not safe, Steve. Not even close. We are in a Russian elevator that no one besides us knows about, so they wouldn’t know where to look. We have two underage children in our care to keep safe, which, they or we shouldn’t even be here in the first place! I have said, we should just take this to the authorities! That’s their job! We work in a fucking ice cream shop making five bucks an hour! But you and Dustin, along with Robin, wanted to be nosy American heroes, and Erica just took this as a reason to get free ice cream.” Arms flailing and voice cracking. “I should be home watching Jeopardy on the couch with you or Will. I haven’t heard from Jonathan or my mom all day, who knows if Will's home alone when he shouldn’t be since the last time that happened, he got sucked into the fucking Upside Down!”

You pound your fist into the walls, hurling more words under your breath. You ignored the sting to your wrist as you kept banging and banging, eyes blurry and voice straining. You only stopped when arms wrapped you from behind, they pinned your biceps down and dragged you away from the wall. You struggled against their hold until you gave up, not fighting just letting your emotions get the better of you.

“I can’t- I can’t do this again. I just can’t.” Legs turn to jelly as you let gravity drag you back to the floor. You just wanted to curl into a ball and sleep into a coma.

Steve, you knew it was him holding you, he fell with you. Your back was pulled to his chest as he shushed you, trying to calm you like a baby. His hand pushed your head towards his neck and you shifted so you leaned on your side, starchy uniform wrinkling in your grip. “I can’t keep… doing this.”

Steve took a deep breath, “I know, baby. I know. We just gotta stick together and we’ll be safe.” He pressed his face into your hair, his eyes closing as he hugged you tighter. He never wants to see you break like this, and he’ll do everything to keep you from cracking further.

“Uh… just so you nerds are aware, I’m supposed to be spending the night at Tina’s. And Tina always covers for me. But if I’m not home for Uncle Jack’s party tomorrow and my mom finds out you four are responsible, she’s gonna hunt you down, one by one, and slit your throat.”

“I don’t care about Tina!” Steve yelled as he moved his hands over your ears. With his mouth close they barely muffled his screaming at Erica. “Or Uncle Jack’s party! Your moms not gonna be able to find us if we’re dead in a Russian elevator!”

Your ears were uncovered and took in the silence that followed so much yelling. Dustin and Robin are the only two just watching and standing back. Steve kept your head pushed to his neck, his chin digging into your scalp as his palm rubbed your bicep up and down.

“Hey,” You turned to Dustin. His voice was low and even as he addressed the room. “Why don’t we just climb our way out?” Pointed upward to a square cut into the ceiling.

Steve pulled the both of you off the floor and kissed your salty cheeks. He squatted so Dustin could climb onto his shoulder and push the hatch open. With help from Steve, Dustin was pushed up and then Steve used a table for leverage.

You, Robin, and Erica just looked up and waited for anything. Your arms wrapped around your stomach, pretending it was Steve grounding you.

“Steve!” Robin yelled, “What’s it look like? Can we climb?”

There was thumping and then Dustin’s head popped in with a strained smile. “Uh…”

“Uh, what? Can we climb?” Erica demanded.

“No. We can’t climb, we’re too far down.” Dustin groaned.

You dropped your head. “Son of a bitch,” mumbled under your breath. Steve climbed back in and sighed as he leaned against the wall.

“Code red. I repeat, code red. Does anyone copy?”

You could hear Dustin’s voice bouncing off the thick walls from above. He asked for his walkie and said he was gonna try to get some help. He’s been repeating code red for about five minutes now.

“We are innocent children and we are trapped under Starcourt Mall. The Red Army has infiltrated Hawkins, and if we are found they will torture and kill us.” That was a new one. And if anyone heard that, they would probably think it was a dumb prank.

Steve climbed atop a table and poked his head through the hole. “Hey!” He called to Dustin, “Gotta take it easy on that thing. Gonna drain the battery.”

Dustin’s voice was muffled and you could only hear Steve’s reply, “What do you think, Petey the mall cop is gonna rappel down here and save the day?” He shimmied up back to the roof.

You, having nothing to do and wanting to distract yourself, you started stacking and organizing the boxes. Lend a helping hand to the Russians, cause why not? Robin tried pushing different buttons to get the door open or the elevator working again hopefully. And Erica was off to the side sitting down, messing with the container Robin stuffed in her bag.

Then there was a sound and a smell, your nose wrinkling. You heard Robin scuff followed by, “Can you redirect your stream, please?” You looked at the wall and you groaned.

Loud banging filled the silence and you promptly spun to see Erica hitting the green liquid against metal tubs. You rushed to her side and yanked the unknown substance from her tiny hands. “Hey, hey! Be careful, careful, careful! We don’t even know what this is.”

She rolled her eyes, “Exactly. It could be useful.” Robin walked over, “Useful how?”

Erica started a little rant. “We could survive down here a long time without food, but if the human body doesn’t get water it will die.”

“I know that, little miss know-it-all. But I hate to break it to you, but this is not water. Not even close.” Your attitude is starting to match Erica’s.

She shrugged, “No, but it’s a liquid. And if it comes down to me drinking that shit or dying of thirst, I drink.”

You heard Robin scuff and then a distant noise. An electronic whirring. Robin walked to the door and Erica yanked the liquid back when you were distracted. The both of you watched as Robin set her ear to the door and then pushed away to the tables. She climbed up and motioned with her hands to follow.

“We’ve got company.”

Robin went up first and then you made Erica go next, helping her small frame reach the hatch for someone to grab her. You can hear the noise getting closer. You stood on your tiptoes to get as close to the top, fingers stretched to the point of cracking. You weren’t good at pull-ups so you know this is gonna be a difficult task. Luckily, Steve came forward and grabbed your arms tight, and helped pull you upward. You fell into his arms as Dustin closed the lid, and now was the waiting game.

The elevator thudded then stopped meaning it was opened and then you heard two Russian men speaking, their feet shuffling back and forth a few times. Steve looked down into the opening allowing light, you should see the shadows moving. Everyone was tense, keeping as still as possible to not give away the position. Steve held a finger to his lips then he tilted his head slightly in the direction of Erica, who was holding her container of liquid goo.

Steve curled his fingers in a ‘give me’ motion and she slowly handed it off. The two men walked out of the room and now you just waited until they drove away. That whirring noise grew distant and it was followed by the heavy door falling.

Steve yanked the hatch open and climbed down, the door getting closer to sealing back up. He slid on the ground and with the bottom vertical he jammed it open. “Let’s go,” you usher Erica down first. Her backpack was thrown to Steve and pushed through the door.

She crawled on the floor with Steve’s “Go, go, go,” And her “I’m going.” in response.

Dustin dropped second. “Henderson. Go, go.” Steve gave him a push. You urged Robin next, her legs in the air before you pushed them down. You didn’t bother to argue with Steve about who was next since he would insist on you. You shuffled under with Dustin and Robin yanking you out of the way so Steve could hurry as the glass was breaking.

You grabbed his uniform and tugged at him, Robin helping with her grunts of, “Come on, Steve, let’s go!” He rolled his body into yours and both of you watched as the glass gave out and the green goo sizzled the floor and door.

You sighed as you hugged Steve tight and he did as well. You heard Robin ask, “Still wanna drink that?” And you knew it was at Erica. Despite the moment, you couldn’t stop yourself from planting kisses on the side of Steve’s face, your body went through slight shudders of panic. “You’re okay, you’re okay.” Whispered into his hot skin.

He pushed himself off your body and held his hands out to help you from the floor. His eyes zigzagged everywhere, “Not hurt or anything?” You confirmed your intact state and he pressed a lingering kiss to your forehead.

“Holy mother of God.” Dustin’s voice broke the silence. You and Steve broke apart and everyone turned to see what stunned Dustin Henderson. A giant tunnel is what. “Well…hope you guys are in good shape.” He took your hand and pulled you with him as he tapped Dustin on the chest, “Looking at you, roast beef.”

You weren’t sure how long you’d been walking. Could’ve been fifteen minutes or a full hour already. It just went on and on forever, the fluorescent lighting hurting your eyes and causing your headache to worsen. Steve kept your hands intertwined, something bringing your knuckles to his lips and leaving reassuring kisses on our cracked skin.

“I mean, you have to admit, as a feat of engineering alone, this is impressive.” Dustin with his wandering gaze and scientific mind. Steve countered Dustin’s remark, “What are you talking about? It’s a total fire hazard. There are no stairs, there’s no exit, there’s just an elevator that drops you halfway to hell.”

And you agreed with him in your head, ears tingling at the deep sound of Steve’s voice bouncing off the walls and almost wrapping you in a warm blanket. Messily as you walked you landed a kiss on his clothed shoulder, just wishing to take a moment and hug him like a bear.

Erica’s high-pitched voice spoke, “They’re Commies. You don’t pay people, they cut corners.” You genuinely wonder if she’s learning this from school or something she does as a hobby.

“To be fair to our Russian comrades, I don’t think this tunnel was designed for walking,” Robin mentioned. “Think about it, they developed the perfect system for transporting cargo.” And she was right about that.

“It all comes into the mall like any old delivery.” “And then they load it up onto those trucks and nobody’s the wiser.” Dustin and Robin finished each other’s sentences.

“Wait… so you think they built this whole mall so they could transport that green poison?” You leaned forward a bit to see everyone’s thinking faces. Dustin twisted his mouth, “I seriously doubt it’s something as boring as poison. It’s gotta be much more valuable, like promethium or something.”

“What the hell is Promethium?” Steve blurted.

“It’s what Victor Stone’s dad used to make Cyborg’s bionic and cybernetic components.” Robin casually mentioned. You couldn’t help the gasp that followed, “You read comics? Robin, why am I just now hearing about this?” She just shrugged, but you saw her hidden smile.

“You’re all so nerdy, it makes me physically ill.” Erica had to ruin the moment.

Steve was quick to come to his defense, “No, no, no. No, don’t lump me in with them. I’m not a nerd, all right?” The simple comment made you slip your hand from his out of pettiness. Steve whipped his head towards you and tried to grab it back, but you just crossed your arms and kept walking.

You heard light chuckles from the others. “Why so sensitive, Harrington? Afraid of losing cool points to a ten-year-old child?” Robin’s snarky comment was followed by Dustin’s, “With you dating (Y/n), you’re a nerd by association. She’s got a good knowledge of comics and Star Wars.”

“I know that. I’m just saying I don’t know jack shit about Prometheus.” You dropped your arms and you felt Steve’s hitting yours twice before you took the innovation of holding hands again. “Promethium.” Dustin fixed Steve’s miss pronunciation. “Prometheus is a Greek mythological figure, but whatever. All I’m saying is, it’s probably being used to make something.”

“Or power something.” You quickly throw it out there. “Like a nuclear weapon?” Dustin asked. You shrugged even if he couldn’t see, “Totally, they are Russia and they usually are up to something sketchy.”

“Walking towards a nuclear weapon. That’s great. That’d be great.” Steve used his sarcasm as his defense. He squeezed your hand three times.

“But if they’re building something, why here?” Robin pointed out, “I mean, Hawkins. Seriously. Of all places. At the very best, we’re a toilet stop on your way to Disneyland, but maybe that’s it. Maybe it’s our very…” She trailed off as she and Erica continued forward. At the same time, Steve pulled the both of you to a stop with Dustin.

“You think the Russians know?” Steve turned to Dustin. “About-” Dustin didn’t need to finish, the three of you knew what he was gonna say. “They could,” Steve pointed out. “So it’s connected?” You asked while huddling closer to the boys.

Dustin shook his head, “Maybe.” “How?” You were confused about how a government on the other side of the world could know about your shit town and its supernatural connection.

“I don’t know, but it’s…” “Possible.” The three of you whispered. Your headache was worsening by the second.

“I’m sorry,” You looked up and saw Robin and Erica further up the tunnel and turned around, “Is there something you’d like to share with the class? (Y/n)?” You could only open and close your mouth, nothing coming out.

The sound of static hissing followed by a man’s voice speaking what sounds to be Russian drew everyone’s attention. Erica dropped her backpack and pulled the walkie out as you all huddled on the ground. Robin pulled the antenna out and listened to the voice. She then translated what was being relaid.

“A trip to China sounds nice. If you tread lightly. It’s the code.”

Dustin pointed at the walkie in her hands, “Wherever that broadcast is coming from-” “It’s close. And if there’s one thing we know about that signal…”

“It can reach the surface.” You finished with an air of hopefulness. Robin looked up with a smile then to your group, “Let’s go,” and you continued your walking.

You walked for what you assumed to be about thirty minutes before voices and loud noises got closer. Steve pulled your group into a corner behind a giant metal container and waited for the coast to be clear of any workers passing by. He peeked his head out and when he assessed the scene he moved forward and pulled you with him, “Clear, come on, Let’s go.” And everyone stuck close together.

“Okay, that was close.” “Too close.”

“Relax,” Steve stopped Robin and Dustin’s complaining, “Relax, no one saw…” His steps came to a halt and your jaw was metaphorically on the ground.

The room in front of you was filled with workers. Scientists, guards, drivers, and some people you can’t identify are dressed in red full-body suits. A female voice was speaking Russian on the intercom and you forgot you were in the open until you were almost spotted by an armed guard.

“Shit!” You yanked Steve with you to hide behind a red box, everyone tucked behind. “Jesus!” Steve muttered.

“Red Dawn.” Dustin referring to a movie that came out last year.

“I saw it.” And you just thought Erica meant the movie until she followed up with, "First floor, northwest.”

“Saw what?” Steve asked. “The comms room.” She sounded exasperated.

Steve scrunched his brows, “You saw the comms room? From here?” She nodded.

“Are you sure?” You couldn’t help questioning. You wouldn’t be able to tell which room was which. “Positive. The door was open for a second, and I saw a bunch of lights and machines and shit in there.”

“That could be a hundred different things,” Dustin argued. You looked in the direction Erica said and squinted your eyes to see anything, you only saw a closed door and faint movement through the slender window.

“I’ll take those odds.” Robin firmly stated. You couldn’t help the sigh as you closed your eyes. This was crazy, this was crazy, this was crazy. “This is crazy.” A slip of your tongue.

“Well, would you rather be stuck out here or trying to get help?” Erica sassed. And you knew she was right, you still didn’t like the slim odds against the five of you.

“All right.” Steve whispered as he laid out the plan, “We’re going to move fast, we’re going to stay low. Okay?”

Steve went first then you followed, copying his actions and following his rules. One by one, like ducks in a row. You moved then stopped, and waited for people to pass before moving again to the nearest hiding spot. Just one more stop before the door you held your breath, not wanting to make a single sound before reaching safety. Eyes on the door and watching as a man in a lab coat leaves the room, door wide open and swinging closed.

“Let’s go.” Steve moved forward and caught the door just before it closed. He ushered everyone in before him. His back was to the room so it took him a second longer to realize that it wasn’t empty, a Russian guard was at the controls.

You pulled the kids behind you, arms out to the sides to block them. The guard just stared at everyone then moved his right hand towards his hip, his gun. You stiffened with your eyes widening. Robin moved forward and started shouting in Russian.

“Tread lightly! Tread lightly!” The man was confused, replying, but you didn’t understand him and Robin wasn’t planning on translating. “Silver cat… Silver cat.” She waved a hand behind her.

Everyone was tense. Eyes move everywhere from person to person or looking for something within the room as a weapon. You didn’t try to look at Steve, worried that might cause a bad reaction.

The guard shook his head, speaking more words that went in one ear and out the other. Robin turned to you with a worried look then back. She took another step closer, “China?” The man just scoffs and grabs his gun.

Steve’s yells fill the small room. He charges forward and shoves the man into the control counsel. With numb fingers, you tug Robin at the back of her shirt and closer to you. Your eyes watch as the man throws Steve off him and into a table and he groans from the impact. He throws a swing and Steve leaned back and avoids getting punched in the cheek, but he’s grabbed by his shirt and thrown into another table face first.

“Steve!” Your voice coming back to you. The guard grips the back of the Scoop's shirt, but Steve elbows him in the stomach. The guard stumbles away, allowing Steve to grab the walkie from the main counsel and throw it hand to hand before smacking the Russian in the face. He hits a table and then lands on the floor with a loud thud.

You stare at the unconscious man before your eyes travel to Steve, who’s panting and running a hand through the front of his hair. Body moving on auto-pilot, your feet carry you towards Steve. Hands are shaky as they hold his biceps while you look over his face, warm brown eyes dart back and forth. You feel rather than see, Steve’s fingers curling into your belt loops and tugging you closer.

“Dude!” Dustin’s loud voice caused Steve to look his way, “You did it! You won a fight!” Steve looked to the floor and you saw the faint smile pulling his lips, “Jeez…”

“Please don’t do that again,” You couldn’t help the whisper. Steve’s brows furrowed at your words, “Well if I didn’t…” You stopped him with your hands on his cheeks, “No, I- I know. I just… I don’t want you getting hurt.” Thumb swiping over the apple of his cheek. His eyes and body melted just a touch, but now wasn’t the time to let his guard down. He only kissed your forehead and a reassuring smile before focusing back on the task at hand.

“You want to walk all the way back?” Erica’s loud shout made you step away from Steve reluctantly.

She and Dustin held a stand-off. “Well, we can hang out for a little bit, relax, have a picnic maybe.” And you can hear where Steve’s developing more of his sarcasm. Erica countered, “Have a picnic? We came here for a radio.”

“This plan is way better. If I knew Steve could knock out a Russian, that would’ve been our plan in the first place.”

“Steve is not fighting anymore Russians.” You stopped Dustin from potentially putting Steve in any harm. He just rolled his eyes and Erica scoffed, you were getting so tired of these kids and their growing attitude.

“Look I’m just saying-” “Guys.”

Robin’s voice stopped whatever Dustin was gonna say. She stood in a doorway that led to some stairs going up. “There’s something up there.” Pointing a finger over her shoulder.

You were the last one up the stairs and through the door. Steve closed it slowly and quietly behind you and when you turned to the room, you felt your blood run cold.

Slow, timid steps guided you to the glass openings in the wall. You leaned in, nose almost tapping the window as your glued eyes took in the sight before you. Steve stood behind you, his back pressed close and his face over your shoulder, while Dustin was on your left.

“Holy shit.” And holy shit was right.

A room of white button-ups and lab coats, people moving about or messing with buttons and dials. A glowing white light caused your eyes to squint, its noises were faint, but the walls rumbled with power. Whatever these Russians were doing, they were powering up a giant device that was pointed at the wall. It was causing a riff to open slowly, red and orange, and without having seen it before you know where this leads.

“The Upside Down,” was all you could whisper.

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saintetheldreda · 1 year

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so i used to say vide noir was my favourite lord huron album because it is the most atmospheric of their albums and this is obviously a big part of it because vide noir is atmospheric as shit but honestly now i think it is less vide noir’s atmosphere and more its brilliant and uniquely insane batshit intensity that makes it such a special part of the lord huron discography.

can you imagine if you were listening to lonesome dreams and you heard a lyric like “cosmic ash and blackened brain i call you by your ancient names” youd have a heart attack lord huron have always been very emotionally intense but the way they took their gentle folk inspired melancholic beautiful cowboy sounds of love and heartbreak and strange happenings and turned it up to the raging neon scream into the darkness that is vide noir is quite possibly the most iconic thing any band has ever done. i know we have setting sun in lonesome dreams and that song is gorgeous and intense but it is just not the same kind of intense. you get your heart broken in strange trails and its “i dont know what to do haunted by the ghost of you” and how do i break the curse you left on me and runes on my skin and shit thats bad gang but you get your heart broken in vide noir and your soul gets hurled to the edge of the cosmos then plummets back into the ocean through a fucking hole in the fucking sky what the FUCK guys what the FUCK. i love playing vide noir all the time because this is my favourite framework through which to view my lived experience everything is so heightened and bright and loud and dramatic and imagining the world around you that way is just so magical. we start vide noir with “if i don’t find her i’m gonna tie that noose” we are promised a depth of love that stops at nothing and is no holds barred and bloody and raw and god does the album deliver on that promise every fucking second that follows. its the feeling of following your heart through its deepest darkest most twisted strange and unfamiliar paths without having any idea where its going, just to know what it has in store for you, because thats how committed you are to following it. there is no equivalent. sorry to say something a little sacreligous but vide noir makes the world ender look like skipping in the park like the world ender is pretty metal when the world ender comes baby run for your life and whatever but in vide noir we are trying to outrun the fucking pure black void im sorry but thats horrifying.

going from the ethereal, dreamy vision of the unknown in the yawning grave and frozen pines to vide’s something escaped when you opened the gate and now the unknown is everywhere and we’re drowning in it is just. its everything. this is not to disrespect the world ender or strange trails or any of the other songs and albums because the day i take any of that for granted i will cease to exist (esp the world ender that song owns my entire heart and soul). all of the albums and songs have something so unique to them and special about them which makes them completely irreplaceable. i only aim to argue that in the realm of intensity and insanity, vide noir is king. i am also intense and insane and i am its subject. hence irresistible fave

#lord huron #vide noir

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pristine-rose · 11 months

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alice im gonna share athirst w you because finally FIANLLY MY FINALS RNFINISHED

(i cried on my chem paper sm)

anyways

play biting and sucking with beidou and if the reader is a prosistute beidou is defo drunk saying it now

so beidou was bored and finally landed in inazuma and then noticed your building trying to look for a pub but whoe and behold you offer her alchol and a night in the sheets afteralll buisness has been going slow and many women dont go here (sadly) so for beidou to be hurling in for a drink it was your lucky day

she pins you like an animal would ripping off your clothes with no undergarments underneath them she begins to take one last sip of her drink before pouring it onto your pretty chest and sucking your tit and playing with it.

she watchs your face conform before she smirks licking her lips knowing exactly what shes going to do.

she shoves her fingers down your throat uncaringly like a true pirate captian would and lets you suck and bite them as her other hand drew near your pulsing heat

lost and confused your brain submits usually your the one ontop even for guys! but oh no. beidou is not letting you get out for free your stuck with her till she finishes

(i might expand dunno)

-🤲

it’s ok bro i literally cried right in front of my accounting professor MINUTES before the final and she panicked 🧍‍♀️

AND PLZ EXPAND IMAGINE A GNSH SEX WORKER SERIES ?! ( brain gears twisting )

// not-sfw utc ~

the thing about inazuman adult streets is that their secrecy means gold to her. and this, of course, entails her treating you like the rarest and most expensive of liquor imports.

and, of course, beidou is not like the minds of ningguang, or even yelan—the two had a sort of elegance and class to them, one that makes them handle their prized possessions so gently so that they don’t break. but beidou is the exact opposite. you’re a rarity, a diamond in the ruff, and she’ll get every use out of you until you’re worn and torn.

that means she’s ruthless and rowdy like a salvaging animal; like you’ve put a five course of fine dining right to the mouth of a starving man. and despite metaphors, she truly devours you that way. she’ll lap you up until you’re screaming and shouting in this room of cheap perfume—she grinds her cunt into yours as if there wasn’t other men paying to touch you like this.

and, in truth, perhaps the payment aspect played a large part of it. she paid for it—she’s getting her money’s worth right out of you

#💌 : lovemail #beidou smut #genshin women smut #beidou x reader smut #hu ! 💘

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cl00udyyanan · 1 year

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gotta get back to you

⊱ ───── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.}───── ⊰

synopsis: you threaten to leave him and he realizes he loves you too much to let you go

warnings: mentions of cheating (no actual cheating), mentions of swearing, crying, mentions of proposing

characters: kaeya

notes: i've never wrote anything like this before so i hope it's okay, i've had this idea for a while and i didn't know how to go about it since this is based off a song (gotta get back by p1harmony) i hope it's alright and im sure there are places i could improve but i think it's okay, enjoy!

kaeya hated fights, especially when they invovled you. fights always ended up with him losing something or someone. he knew the costs, thats why he hardly engaged in bickering with you, simply shutting you down by walking away or adhering to your wishes. it was far easier to give into your wants than to stand up for what he believed in those arguments.

yet this one just got to him. you yelling at him for coming home late for the fifth day in a row. accusing him of seeing someone else, you thought that low of him and yours relationship? so him coming home at an untimely manner made him a cheater. that hurt him the most. he acted like a child by turning you away and tuning you out.

what he didn't realise was the pure concern you had for him. everyday he came home he was drunk and would barely make it in the door way. he was letting himself go slowly and you had no idea why. what was causing him to drink so wrecklessly that he couldn't talk to you about? he was stubborn, so stupidly stubborn. all you could do was scream at him.

"you never listen!" "you go off without a word" "all i wanted was for you to comeback home!" his back was turned to you while you yelled. hands covering his ears. he didn't want to fight with you. he knew how it would end. you'd leave him. like everone else. "archons! I cant do this anymore" you're face was steaming, tears burned down your cheeks, your heart stung like kaeya had thrown a knife straight at it. he didn't say anything back to you, he didn't have the courage to see the hurt on your face.

it wasn't until l it had gotten dead silent kaeya finally decided to turn around. you were headed towards the front door, the thud of the door closing behind you. his hands balled up, eyes wide and watery. everything he wanted to say had evaded him and you weren't there. he should've listened to you, made it right and told you the truth. no he wasn't cheating he'd never, he'd been working more hours saving up to buy you the beautiful diamond ring he'd dream of proposing to you with. those nights he'd come home drunk were filled with doubt. would you even say yes? was all his late nights gonna be worth it if you deny him his love?

he wanted to pull you back through the hurt and swaddle you in a warm hug while he kiss your lips so gently. his apartment was so lifeless without you and he was alone once again with nothing but his thoughts as company. archons he hated his thoughts. the way they surrounded him in hatred and loathing, reminding him of all his regrets and past mistakes that would eat him up. he knew that without you he wouldn't have someone to catch his hand and lift him from the abyss he was descending towards. he had to get back to you.

he swung the door open leading out to bitter outside. kaeya he made his way to you, grabbing your arm and swaddling you into a warm hug, defeating the swirling winter around the both. you tried to shove him back, but his strong arm wrapped around your waist denied you any movement. yet, he didn't hurt you or try to fight back after all the horrible words you hurled at him. he simply held you in this chilling winter. his lips gingerly pecking the side of your neck while his free hand laid in the valley of your hair. his hold was tight as if he were scared you'd disappear if he let go.

small meaningful words were whispered from him into you ear.

"i know i'm not perfect"

"and i've hurt your heart before"

"i just wanna love you"

"forever endlessly"

"please don't leave"

how could you say no to him when he asked so sweetly? you wrap your arms around his waist, cheeks resting on his chest. "please forgive me."

in the burr, you find solace in the warmth of your lover. forgiving him and loving him once more, forever endlessly.

⊱ ───── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.}───── ⊰

#genshin impact #genshin fluff #genshin angst #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact angst #kaeya genshin impact #kaeya genshin x reader #kaeya x reader #kaeya angst #kaeya fluff #genshin impact x reader #kaeya x gn reader

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acidthecorvid · 6 months

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random danger force things

[because i wanted to write fanfiction for them... but then i didnt... because im lazy...lmao]

-The Danger Force kids are the type to fake wedding proposals to get free deserts at restaurants except it never works because they're too young

-[They probably get Schwoz and one of his girlfriends to do it and it works everytime]

-Bose and Miles play roblox constantly... they tried to play horror games except that resulted in Bose hurling his phone halfway across the man's nest

-Mika runs one of those "aesthetic study motivation" tik tok accounts where she just gives study tips and romanticizes school and the account is 100% called "Studyw/Shout0ut"

[she tried to rope in the others to help her with videos but they goof off a lot so they make good blooper reels]

[one video is just: Shoutout "hey can you light this candle we're gonna study until it goes out :D"; Volt "yeah sure-" *lights it and immediately blows it out*]

-When they have sleepovers Chapa is surprisingly the first one asleep- this is because the rest of the group figured out they can lull her to sleep by rambling until she nods off [which usually comes in the form of Mika infodumping about algebra or Bose babbling about Adventure time] because they know if they don't she'll stay up all night

-i feel like Miles is genuinely really talented but he never talks about it so no one knows

[miles is the type of kid to be amazing at a variety of things like art, music, dance, whatever but he just literally never says anything about it so only mika really knows]

-Mika and Chapa are unironically such a power duo when they go on missions together like they literally get things done so quickly

-[theyre the "can i kill them? "let me finish questioning them first" type of duo]

-There fully was a time when Chapa tried to scare Bose by jumping out from behind a door or something except he was with Mika who pulled him out of the way... which promptly resulted in Chapa stumbling over and falling face first onto the floor

-this one is really random but villain!bose and chapa are hella stu macher and billy loomis coded idk how to elaborate on this one

-Say whatever you want you and I both know Miles was super into hyperpop when that was a thing- like he didn't dress to show it but you just know his playlist was loaded with 100gecs and KevinKempt

-theres a variety of holes on the wells of the mans nest but a good chunk of them are from one time there was a spider and no one really knew what to do

[one hole is from mika screaming when she discovered it, two are from chapa trying to zap it, and three are from bose throwing shit at it (he threw WAY more than three things but only three of them slammed into the wall)]

#i would go on but this post is getting long #can i make a part two???#lowkey wanna spam the danger force tag #danger force tag as been lowkey dead :(#danger force #dangerverse #mika macklin #bose o'brien #chapa de silva #miles macklin

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hopefulromances · 5 months

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24, Roy/Keely/Jamie

#24 Kicking Up The Lights - JOSEPH

"Then the same bad dream, I've been here before I feel it taking over, so I try to run for cover Then I see light bleed from underneath the door Gotta step into the open, run, so I don't get pulled under"

Jamie woke with a start. It was dark, the whole room still in the early hours of the morning. Took a moment to catch his breath, rubbing a hand over his head as he looked around the room. He was in bed, in his home, miles away from Manchester. He wasn't hiding in the kitchen in his mum's arms while his dad pounded on the door, screaming for him to open it.

He looked over the bed and saw Keeley and Roy still sleeping soundly in each others arms. As much as he wanted to wake them and have them hold him, he didn't want to disturb them. He'd disturbed them enough already this week, having the same stupid nightmare every night.

Instead, he slid out of bed and walked downstairs, away from sleep and the dreams that haunted him. He leaned over the counter as flashes of his nightmare bombarded his head.

It was always bad this time of year. The anniversary of Man City, punching his dad, watching him getting dragged away hurling insults and threats while his teammates watched on. He hated that he was still effected by his father so much. He was safe, he was safe, he was safe.

Suddenly, a light flicked on at the top of the stairs.

"Jamie?" Keeley's voice called out.

Fuck. He'd woken them up. "I'm down here, babe." He splashed some water in his face and turned just as Roy turned the light on in the kitchen. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

"Jamie, what's going on?" Keeley walked over and took his hands. Jamie looked down at his feet, feeling fucking annoyed at himself for this stupid night. "You had me worried sick."

Roy appeared next to them, wrapped an arm around Jamie's shoulders. Jamie refused to let himself melt into the two of them. He mumbled an apology to the floor but Keeley wasn't having it. He tilted his head up towards her.

"Jamie, baby, c'mon, talk to us," she insisted, worry deep in her eyes.

"Was it the nightmare again?" Roy asked, rubbing his hand over Jamie's back.

Jamie nodded minutely. "I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize, babe," Keeley murmured, rubbing Jamie's cheek. "Why didn't you wake us?" Jamie shrugged still feeling the guilt settling deep in his stomach.

Keeley glanced over at Roy who nodded, leaving them to grab some mugs. Keeley lead Jamie to the couch, guiding him to sit next to her, keeping their hands clutched together.

"'m fine, really," Jamie insisted, looking over at Keeley. "Just didn't want to wake you over nothin'."

"It's not nothing," Keeley reminded him. "Do you know how worried I was when I woke up and didn't see you there?"

"She practically ripped my arm hair off," Roy called from the kitchen.

"Well, you got plenty more of it, don't you," Jamie called back, smiling smally. Roy rolled his eyes as he brought three mugs of tea into the room.

"He's fine," Roy grumbled as he handed Jamie a mug. "Drink up, it's your mum's recipe."

Jamie's eyes widened, his mums tea. He took a sip and was bombarded with warm memories of cookies and laughter in the good times.

"Thank you." Jamie took another long drink of tea, settling between the warm bodies on either side of him. "He was at the door. Yelling and screaming." Jamie stared at the liquid in the mug, the little bubbles and swirls keeping him mesmerized. "It was just me, hearing him break down the door, tell me he was going to get me back for Wembley."

Roy tensed next to him, a low growl coming from his throat.

"Oh, Jamie," Keeley cooed, pulling him to lean in her shoulder. Jamie burrowed his head into her neck, as Roy reached around to hug them both. "You're safe, yeah? Roy and I won't let him hurt you, ever."

"I'll fucking murder 'im if he comes anywhere near you," Roy agreed, his beard tickling the back of Jamie's neck. He pressed his lips to Jamie's shoulder. "You're always gonna be safe with me around."

"Oi! Me too!" Keeley piped up. "These little arms are surprisingly strong." Jamie chuckled, feeling a smile come on. "No seriously, I'm like, jacked."

Jamie could hear Roy roll his eyes. "The point is, you're safe."

Jamie nodded. He wrapped his arms around Keeley's waist, and let himself melt. He felt surrounded by warmth and love from the two people who meant the most to him. Roy wrapped both of them up in his arms resting his head on top of Jamie's.

"Thank you," Jamie muttered. Keeley squeezed him extra tights, kissing his forehead.

Jamie was a lucky son of a bitch, that was for sure.

#Hopefulromances 1k Celebration #spotify wrapped game #Jamie Tartt #Keeley Jones #Roy Kent #royjamiekeeley #roy x jamie x keeley

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tokyo-revengers-writings · 1 year

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guess who it is?Its me uncle jimmy-

Anywho im here to request sanzu angst but plot twist some comfort at the end😧

please and thank you.

Have a good day, night, evening, or aternoon. remember take care and drink water♡

A/n: Literally the biggest plot twist of the century- I'm going all out for this; I'm gonna scar people for life. Enjoy :)

Warnings: Mentions of mental health issues, overall sadness, mentions of drug abuse, short people.

Everyone talks about the dark, sad pit of loneliness from afar; somehow, they all think they will never stoop to the level of those who suffer. Sanzu was one of these naïve folk who always thought of himself as above the rest, a God of sorts.

He never thought it would change.

Before he knew it, he had joined the masses in a pit of loathing and despair, unable to climb out as the rest laughed and mocked. There's a solution," He thought, "There has to be a solution!"

Before he knew it, he has shut nearly everyone out, instead deciding to turn to his best friend, oxy. It gave him the feeling that he was alive again, that he was a part of the crowd who gawked and laughed at the suffering.

He only let a few people into his life; there were two of us, Mikey and I. Manjiro was less forgiving of his situation, and it hurt to watch him yell at Sanzu for his lack of control.

"Get your shit together, Haru!" Manjiro hurled a vase against the wall, causing it to shatter.

Sanzu was tucked in the corner, "I'm trying, Mikey! I promise I'm trying!"

It was always arguments like these, and Manjiro was surprised when it got worse. He didn't care about anything anymore; frankly, it was disturbing to see him in such a state. Eventually, Manjiro gave up on trying to help Sanzu, which led me to be the only one he could trust.

"Haru?" I knocked on the front door, "I brought some food."

No response.

I opened the door and stepped inside, leaving the food in the only area there wasn't junk. I stopped to listen for a moment, and all I could hear were the soft sounds coming from the bathroom. Well, they were soft at first before turning into manic screams.

"Haru, hey, what's wrong?" I opened the bathroom door and saw Sanzu standing before the mirror, gripping his hair.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" Those were the only sounds that left his mouth before he shattered the mirror.

I drug him out quickly and made room on the couch to lay him on, gently tending to the wounds from the glass. He didn't react to my presence, he just kept staring.

"Haru, what happened?"

"I..." He paused, "I couldn't take it anymore."

My expression softened, "Wow... I'm so sorry, I didn't know."

He shrugged, "You're the only person who cares anyway."

I sat next to him on the couch and opened my arms, signaling for him to hug me. He was reluctant, but he soon found himself in my grasp.

"Whenever you need to talk, I'll be here. I care about you, Haru. You're my best friend."

He nodded slightly, trying to stop the barrage of tears as they streamed down his face.

"It's alright now, you're not alone."

~~~

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artsy-hobbitses · 10 months

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I was actually sort of referring to while they are literally sucked into the portal device thingie.

Like, is the process like getting into a whirlpool and they are sort of falling into the multiverse with flashes of colour? First Aid and Nautica are screaming as the fall through, Rung close behind with horrified cries, Drift shouting out for everyone to hang on and try to grab on to his mates, while Whirl is acting like this is a roller coaster ride. Hot Rod and Brainstorm are close behind, screaming and Hot Rod yells at Brainstorm as they hurl to the opening “IF WE SURVIVE THIS, IM GOING TO KILL YOU—,”

CRASH.

They are in a dog pile, groaning. Drift, Nautica, and Hot Rod shouting “BRAINSTORM!!!”

Friend, if you mean a specific situation you gotta mention (in detail) a specific situation, I can't be on the same wavelength as you if I don't have all the details! :'3

(The askbox doesn't have a limit clearly so feel free to be as elaborate as you want, like you're doing here)

I don't think there's actually time INSIDE the 'tunnel' so to speak to accuse Brainstorm of anything, as the panic is actually more focused on what the FUCK is going on at the Home End, because this instability means that the 'tether' there has been compromised. That, and this 'tunnel' is a lot more chaotic/different from the earlier more stable one.

Hotrod is obviously hyperventilating because he's not daft he KNOWS the only situation (esp with Perceptor overseeing things) that would lead to that happening and he's not able to get back there and help, and that's what fuels his anger towards Brainstorm and this stupid, dangerous project to begin with. He cannot be there for his friends, he can't be there for Prime, he's STUCK HERE because of your fucking NONSENSE Rung TOLD YOU it was gonna be unstable!

First Aid is praying because holy shit holy fuck she knew this was going to be bad we've been tryna play god and we're clearly paying for it now, Nautica is actually defending Brainstorm from HotRod because THIS WAS A CALCULATED RISK, AND WHATEVER SHIT WENT ON BACK THERE WASN'T PART OF THE CALCULATION!

Rung is slightly frizzing out because something about this place feels off, Whirl is asking if we can do that tunnel thing again (he's pretty sure he saw his life flash before his eyes and he was being played by Ryan Reynolds PLEASE LET HIM HAVE THIS) and Drift is telling everyone to shut the fuck up, because we ain't in Kansas anymore.

Something is VERY wrong with this time....or world.

#inbox #save for later

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americanquandaledingle · 4 months

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BBC Tales ((HARDCORE SQUIDWARD REMIX)) final part !!

As they arrived to Randy’s apartment, you could hear some..chanting? And then groaning, Sandy karate kicked the door down, the whole squad saw Randy and Joseph Stalin fuse together. “I EMBODY LUST AN COMMUNISM!” Screamed the fused Stalin/randy. Suddenly, the song gods country came on, Blake Shelton, and ticklemytip came down riding on a flying Jeep with a huge trump flag and a huge U.S. flag hanging from it, Blake took out his AR-15 and started shooting aggressively at the fused Stalin/randy. Lauri just looked with huge open eyes. “What the hell I thought I was the anti-commie mf here?” He says. Somehow, simo Häyhä came in wearing only boxers. “What the hell is happening” he says looking half drunk half tired, 100% embodying the power of sisu. Lauri looked as confused as simo, sandy was cheering, but everyone else was just confused and concerned. Lauri ran to his toilet, grabbed a turd out of it and hurled it at Randy/stalin, killing them both. Everyone cheered!!! Suddenly, ticklemytip came out of the jeep and said “IM TIRED OF PEOPLE TELLING ME I LOOK LIKE A WORM!” everyone, except simo and lauri cheered, Chiang was clapping and cheering at ticklemytip for saying that. Baby Ho Chi Minh jumped infront of everyone. “Guys can we go eat somewhere I’m hungry asf to be honest” Mao agreed, lauri just wanted to go home. Pär spoke up. “I haven’t eaten in a week yes.” He says. Everyone loaded into Blake shelton’s jeep and went to long horns, on the way there they blasted the duck song remix by ticklemytip and YunoMiles. As they arrived there, Minilla (final wars version) served them and says. “Guys before I serve yall, I gotta say 1. I’m Japanese 2. I’m a minor 3. I’m mentally ill” the whole table started cheering and banging the table, the random ass roof Korean stripped naked and started doing Fortnite emotes. “You know what f*** this.” Said lauri. He pulled his clothes off and started aggressively twerking, Chiang covered baby Ho chi Minh’s eyes. Häyhä just flipped them all off and left. Sandy and Squidward looked at each other then looked at Minilla, they then stared at Blake Shelton and pär sundström who were planning a song collab with ticklemytip. Ford pines just looked around and says “my gosh I miss Oregon I will say even after the forget about it act it feels so much more calm than here…” lauri proceeded to shit aggressively on the table. “Guys I’m gonna play music!!” Said baby Ho Chi Minh. He blasted “that’s what the mask is” by dream on his mini iPod and started doing fortnite emotes on the table. Sandy cheeks hurled an acorn at the iPod and changed it to Dixieland. Lauri stopped twerking for a second, shat and pissed, then proceeded to continue, making Mao Zedong suicidal. Minilla wanted to quit his job. Wait- before the fic ends-

Kōichi Shikishima came in with an obese weeb on a bayonet blasting battotai.“BANZAII BANZAIII! I GOT THIS MF HE THOUGHT HE WAS JAPANESE!” The body fell off the bayonet. Mao and Chiang got flash backs and started screaming and making out. “Ok screw this fan fic it’s over forever!” Growled lauri.

Hey pookies thanks for reading mwah mwah mwah

#crack fic #fan fiction #ford pines

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keulsse · 2 years

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i screamed at the tags on my haechan fic fr, the tiktok audio bit made me actually laugh so hard i wasn't expecting it nsjsjjs but thank you again for reading my stuff and leaving tags on them <333 lichrally makes posting my stuff worth it when i get an interaction like this 😭 genuinely idk if my last message sent about the other fics bc. this is tumblr so im not gonna be delusional abt it actually working, but. still hope you're having a lovely lovely day and staying healthy and everything good in life <3 always lovely seeing you in my notes :`)

- httplastic (peach)

nowww, why are you thoughtful too!? sending your readers' sweet msgs??? you can't be hogging all the nice qualities in the world, peach 😭 i'm sorry for using filipino in the tags but i rly couldn't find a better translation to explain what i was feeling. y/n be coming 3x in a row and i'd still be like uwu heart eyes lovesick ♥️ CRAAAAZY.

i actually just saw your prev ask. tumblr didn't send me a notif abt it :( thank goodness it did for this one! i hope you're never late for an important event, never get scolded by your boss/supervisor/professor, always having a full night's sleep, always pull your bias' pc— [bus hurls past me]

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actualbird · 2 years

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fic where aaron is on vacation and luke needs to find mission injury first aid elsewhere

content warnings: violence, blood, injury, vomiting. luke pearce has a fun life, thats for sure!

wc: 1.2k

i want aaron to go on vacation with his wife (i think he needs a break, pls, surgeons do so much work and need to rest and also i think aaron needs some time to (lovingly) recharge from supporting the shitass mental health of stellis' most depressed detective) and it's a long one, i want him gone for a month doing stupidly romantic and relaxing activities with mrs. yishmir off in a wonderful beautiful location because aaron deserves time off and mrs. yishmir deserves her hot hot husband to shower her in attention

but also luke now doesnt have a doctor he go to when he gets injured

and like LUKE OFC TRIES TO JUST HANDLE EVERYTHING HIMSELF. oh he got stabbed tailing that one person? he'll do the stitches!! got his shoulder dislocated? easy peasy, he'll pop it back in the socket himself!! rib fracture? ehhhhh, so long as the bone didnt pierce his lungs, it's not too bad, honestly

aaron, from his vacation location: .....he's being stupid, i can feel it

mrs. yishmir: hes not your problem right now!!!

but yea luke tries to keep it under wraps but there are some injuries a person cant take care of on their own. luke is maybe just bleeding out in some alley and the pain of having a profusely bleeding wound is NOTHING to the emotional agony of him having to go thru his contacts and figure out whose day he needs to ruin

luke, in a phonecall: hey uh. are you busy? if you are, thats okay, i'll hang up. actually, im hanging up now! bye! im SO SORRY FOR CALLING I'LL---

artem, grumbling: where are you?

artem finds him and is FRIGGING AGHAST AND HORRIFIED and luke explains NO HOSPITALS bc the cases hes on this month are vaguely NSB-adjacent and need to stay off the record for a bit and artem is very very conflicted because Damn It Luke, He's An Attorney, Not A Doctor! but he helps luke out anyway because luke mentioned on that call to bring a roll of duct tape and so he did and luke makes grabby hands for the tape and just

tapes the wound shut

luke: there we go, all better!

artem: NO IT'S NOT

but it works to keep the bleeding at bay until they get to luke's place and luke can do some actual stitches. artem hovers from corner to corner, handing luke everything he needs worriedly and trying not to think about how luke's blood is on his hands (and the floor, and the bedsheets, and---)

once luke is done, he sighs and flops down onto the bed.

luke: thank you so much for helping, artem. im good now, so you can go.

artem: im not going

luke: WHAT.

artem is NOT GOING!!! luke was on death's doorstep an hour ago and artem legit wouldnt be able to fall asleep if he left luke alone right now (actually, hes probably not gonna be able to fall asleep very well for the next month, what with how hes seen not just his friend injured but how hes seen that friend patch himself up with such practiced motions that it's clear to artem that this happens a lot. and that luke always deals with it on his own).

cue luke trying to shoo artem away, his guilt increasing by the second, and artem just refuting all of his arguments and settling on luke's beanbag. luke cant even get artem to take the bed because artem is like "IT'S COVERED IN YOUR BLOOD" and luke is like "okay, fair point" so artem stays

the next morning, luke groggily wakes up to artem making an iron rich breakfast in the kitchen

and also i want this to happen to the other boys in the nxx too

luke gets non lethally poison darted one night and needs to get somewhere he can scream and vomit in safety and the closest place is not his own apartment but marius' art studio. luke has the audacity to kNOCK POLITELY ON THE DOOR and

marius: hey---jesus CHRIST you look like shit

luke: im fiiiine. one sec tho //turns to throw up on the grass

marius: OH MY GOD, GET IN HERE YOU IDIOT

marius stays with luke all throughout the effects of the poison and it's mostly just sitting by luke as he shivers and hurls stomach acid into the toilet. marius keeps things lighthearted by comparing it all to how marius took care of drunk friends back in undergrad and even though luke is dry heaving every other second, marius' words still make him laugh.

once it's over, marius does Not let luke leave. he just pulls out the sofa bed and plops luke onto it and says "if you even TRY to get up im telling miss lawyer and then youre life will be over" and so luke stays and rests

luke HOPED that he'd never have to bother vyn bc usually all his dumbass injuries happen in the dead of the night and vyn Is Asleep but fuck you luke pearce, everybody gets a turn to bandage your wounds fondly and call you an idiot (or something adjacent).

so vyn gets home in the afternoon from his classes and goes to check on his garden and finds an unmoving body in the rose bushes and when he gets closer, he sees it's luke. worryingly unconscious but vyn checks his pulse and sighs with relief. then vyn sees the little note in luke's hand and it says

"hi, vyn! im so sorry! mission stuff happened and i got hit with something thats putting me to sleep and your place was the closest so just let me chill here for a few hours and"

the note cuts off there, the writing turning into unintelligible noodles

vyn sighs, this time not in relief but in "is he serious?" vyn might not be the nicest person but hes not going to leave his friend out cold in the BUSHES (no matter how lovely those bushes are, thank you very much). so vyn has to lug luke's body ("how...are you so heavy...") into his living room and he sets luke onto the couch. luke doesnt seem to be injured anywhere, but the expression on his face is one of distress.

vyn switches on his record player and plays a vinyl. slow and calm music. something that'll hopefully let luke sleep easier.

as the notes play in the air, luke calms, and so vyn calms and just starts doing his work in the living room to watch over him

luke wakes up HOURS later and apologizes profusely and vyn is like "none of your apologies are accepted also stop talking so loud im going to bed. i made you dinner, by the way, it's on the dining table in a plastic container, do not let it go to waste."

luke takes the dinner home and he finds a note in the container. "stop apologizing for needing help." it's curt and to the point but luke wants to cry a little bit at it because he can tell when vyn is showing kindness

by the way, ALL the boys tell mc what happened and she gets worried ofc but also shes just glad luke went to people he trusted. she hopes that one day, he'll trust her too. he'll trust her enough to let her take care of him

but until then, there are people in luke's corner always willing to help

#tears of themis #luke pearce #marius von hagen #artem wing #vyn richter

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theg0dsyst3m · 3 years

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POV : You got stood up on a date so you went out with Tohma instead

Tohma/Thoma x gn!reader (Modern AU)

a/n : how tf do you spell his name. My friend called him "good Childe" because he's not as bad as fatooy man 😀

TW/ Caps, Cursing, sadness(?)

- ❤️ -

WHEN I SAY THIS MAN IS SO FINE

He feels so bad when he's kinda happy you got stood up :(

You take out your phone and call him

Hurls insults at said person.

"Fuck them, they were trash anyways."

Then you hear his words echo, this bitch was behind you

Sighing as you held a gift in hand, all dressed up. Under the awning of a restaurant you waited 2 hours at, staring at the rain. A faint rustle was heard behind you. "Tough day, huh?" Tohma said, with a concerned chuckle. "Yeah.." you mumbled, looking away from him trying to hide the tears forming. He slings an arm around your shoulder, and began to walk. You, of course started walking too.

Your head was still pointed down, looking at your shoes splash in the rain. When you got to his car he looked around for a bit, there was no need to. But he wanted you to feel safe, "hey.. uh.. what's wrong?" he asked before mentally facepalming at himself "I-uh- I mean, let's cheer you up!". You shot him a small smile, before pointing your head out the window again. Letting out a sigh, not of anger, out of disappointment for himself. Because he couldn't make you feel better.

Then, an idea perked in his head. He cranked up the radio and put on a random Olivia Rodrigo song (Depending on who you are you either hate this or love this), Before driving out into the city streets, he nudges you slightly "cuz you said forever now I drive alone past your street" you turn your head towards him. Tohma just starts fucking screaming, windows open or not. He just wants to make you laugh "RED LIGHTS STOP SIGNS I STILL SEE YOUR FACE IN THE-" he cuts off. Hearing your light chuckle (or that thing where you blow air outta your nose that typa laugh whatever it's called) in the background. "AYYY THERES MY FAVORITE SMILE" he yells, causing you to laugh even more.

Once you arrive at his house you take off your shoes and head to the living room. Where he clicks on the TV and starts playing a random horror movie that's overly gorey. He knows he screams like a girl, Ayaka teases him for it too. But he wouldn't mind abit of embarrassment just to make you happy.

If your scared of the movie, well, he's scared with you. A jump scare happened and you hid behind him, in pure fear he screamed "IM SUPPOSED TO BE HIDING BEHIND YOU HEY-" *Cue another jump scare* "AH WHAT THE FUCK" When he flinched he nearly flattened you against the back of the couch. Sometimes he misses jumpscares just because he's staring at you but he probably has the TV on like 50 so he still gets shocked.

If you aren't scared of the movie, you might get hurt lmao. He constantly jumps on you, clings to you. And screams. Your gender does not matter he hides his face in your chest . Ear piercing screams. Sometimes they make you laugh, the other times you smack him with a pillow.

No matter which one you are, he screams at the worst moments. When there's a shot of behind the character he screams before shit even happens which either causes you to scream too or you playfully smack the back of his head and tell him to shut up.

Once it got pretty late you kinda dozed off really close to him. Tohma stared at your face for a good 2 minutes watching your body go up and down from the soft snores. Once he zoned back in he started slowly playing with your hair/ patting your head softly. You woke up midway but decided to stay 'asleep' when you heard him rambling about something. "Honestly, I can't believe they ditched you. I'm jealous of them! They don't even deserve you, you're literally the coolest person I know and I'd love to go on a date with you. >:("

You thought this would be a good time to butt in, "Well then, you could consider this a date". He nearly shrieked when he heard your voice. Then it clicked in his mind oh. He got so blushy before hugging you "DOES THIS MEAN WE'RE A THING BECAUSE IF IT IS AHHH I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I'VE LIKED YOU SINCE THE 3RD GRADE AHHJDJDJDJJD". You couldn't help but chuckle at him, you hugged him back and just stayed like that for awhile.

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Ending note - I was gonna do a thing where he lends you new clothes after your original ones got soaked, and mind you, the reason I wanted to do this fic was because of an idea of showing up with an umbrella after someone got ditched but it completely slipped my mind so aha.

#tohma x reader #thoma x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #x reader #thoma genshin #tohma genshin impact

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Byakuya x inexperienced!reader pt.2(NSFW)

request; hi !! so to whoever wrote the Byakuya x inexperienced! reader um i-i ilysm TOT would it be alright to ask for a part 2 of it, maybe reader has more experience and is ready for whatever 'mAstEr' Byakuya has in store?? (and maybe m a y b e Byakuya loses control of himself bc his innocent reader has finally been corrupted— OKAY THANK YOU BYE

warnings; so muCH CORRUPTION KINK!!!, pet play, master kink, dom!Byakuya, begging, Byakuya neglects reader a tad, s&m, reader is kind of a brat(just a littttleeee bit), sex toys/vibrators, bondage(handcuffs), overstim, forced orgasm?, unedited, slight dumbification, reader has female parts and uses female pronouns and names, slight praise kink, manhandling, humiliation, begging, dacryphillia, light dark themes(lmfao) there’s like, no fluff at all.

note; phew! okay this one, im kinda kinda proud of- i even put together a small byakuya playlist to get into the mood hehehe, it surprisingly helped a lot! i got into the byakuya mind space zone :0 anyway, thank you sm for requesting and i hope you enjoy!

(also p.s. this is a second part to this so you don’t have to read that first, but it’d help? kinda? idk your choice broskis ;0)

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“Master.”

Byakuya’s shoulders tensed, fingers almost tearing the pages of his book as he heard your voice, seductive behind him. His eyebrow quirked up at the tone of your voice, a small barely noticeable smirk adorning his face. He could hear the neediness, seductiveness, submission from just the title you uttered out. Instead of moving his head behind him, he decided not to let his eagerness to look at your show. So instead, he pretended to keep reading his book, faking disinterest. Even though he heard the way you spoke, heard the way you spoke so needy for him, wasn’t enough for his insatiable hunger.

So he decided he would tease you until you were sobbing for him, begging for him. You weren’t going to get what you want until Byakuya does first. Ah, the look of desperation on your face he still had engraved in his mind, he could feel his pants tighten slightly.

Pouting at his unresponsiveness, you swiftly made your way to the back of his chair, caressing your hand lightly against his shoulder. “Master, look at me.” You persisted, bending down to lean your chin on his shoulder, face next to his as you folding your abdomen over the shirt you were wearing. To clarify, his shirt, and just his shirt. He could recognize the white cotton material, and as much as he wanted a peek, his need to see you on your knees for him was much bigger.

Instead of letting you see his eyes, his eyes full of lust and want, he focused them onto the page, glazing over the words, yet not quite registering them in his mind as you preoccupied it. “M-master why aren’t you…” You trailed off, gulping as the realization of what he wanted—or at least thought he wanted— dawned on you. Slowly getting on your knees, you sat on your heels in front of him, head bowed down to look at his shoes. “Is this what you wanted?” You peaked up to try and take a quick look at his face, a low whine rumbling in your throat as you saw Byakuya flip another page.

“I-I’ll act like a dog for you..! R-ruff ruff! I-is this enough? P-please..! I don’t like it when y-you ignore me…” You huffed quietly underneath your breath, feeling little shame for the act you had just performed in front of your heir. Though you were upset Byakuya hadn’t even spared a glance to you, you would be lying if you said you didn’t love the humiliation; your panties had been soaked the moment Byakuya decided not to talk nor pay attention to you.

“Master please, I n-need you.” he didn’t even need to say anything, and yet here you are, sitting on your knees and barking for him; convinced that this is what he wanted, not what you secretly needed. He wanted to laugh, he made you like this. He made you so corrupted, and he felt disgustingly proud of that fact. “Hm.” Deciding to throw you a bone, he closed his book and fixed his eyes on you, “You’re a good pup for me, no?”

He reached down to tap your chin. Getting a bit eager, you rose up, straightening your thighs so they were vertical. Grabbing eagerly onto his thighs, you leaned your head into his touch, looking at him with an adoration that seemed impure. “Y-yes! Yes, I’m a good puppy. I’m such a good pup for you, only you!” Your doe eyes stared up at him loyally, making him growl underneath his breath.

“Look at you, you weren’t even able to take it last time, and yet you’re still coming back to me for more? Will you even be able to handle what I’ll give you?” You opened your mouth to say you could in protest, yet Byakuya cruelly interrupted, “After last time? You could barely handle it.” There was a snarl painted across his cold face, and yet it only seemed to make you wetter.

Even if he seemed like he was mocking you, you could still hear the softness in his voice as he trailed off. You detected his worry, and so you did your best to show him you could handle it. Your voice wavered, but you stood your ground, clutching whatever was left of your confidence tightly, “I’m not the same as before, master.” Not only did you Byakuya with your newfound confidence, but you surprised yourself as well.

You didn’t even recognize your voice, but you didn’t care, it seemed to be working. Leaning and hovering over Byakuya’s slightly stunned figure, you challenged, “I’d be more worried if you could handle me.” Your hands gripped Byakuya’s knees as you used them to support your body that had been arched against him. Byakuya’s stunned expression only lasted so long as his face twisted into a snarl, before kissing you roughly, teeth clashing against his.

As he kissed you, he could feel your hands slipping slowly down the valley of his thighs, and so, he pulled away suddenly and leaned down, perching your stomach on his shoulder. Confused, you let out a “Mast-?”, before he stood up, your body being hurled up along with him as he walked with ease.

Dropping your body on the mattress, Byakuya quickly searched his table for the handcuffs, sighing satisfied as he found them. Smiling widely, you held your wrists out for him, slightly startling but pleasing Byakuya. In a rare moment, he snorted, “Good girl. ...Though, you’ll soon regret that.“ Standing up from the bed after he tied you to the headboard, he searched his drawers once again, bringing out something pink this time.

Glancing side ways to see your terrified face, “Remember this?” Your eyes widened at the familiar toy he fiddled within his hand, your heart beating erratically fast. “You still think you can take it?” He hunched over your body, one hand supporting his body, and one hand holding the toy scarily close to your glistening cunt.

Waiting patiently, he watched your expression, searching for any type of hesitation, yet finding.. none?

Snarling at your persistent face, he tried teasing you, to scare you to say no, “We never got to see what this did, did we now?” He said through gritted teeth, testing you by pressing it against your hole, making your legs widen slightly from contact. He looked at you in disbelief, “You’re not even- Wow, you… you really are my little slut, aren’t you?” His smile, villain-like. Beaming up at him, you inhaled sharply in relief as he finally understood, “Uhuh! Ye-ssss!” Your jaw dropped, eyes rolling back in your head as you arched your back into the vibrations that Byakuya had turned on suddenly.

“M-master, it feels really good..!” You felt like your brain was scattered, fuzzy as you lost yourself. What was your name again? Pet? It didn’t matter anyway, as your legs shook from your first orgasm. Feeling Byakuya press the toy harder against your clit, you arched your back on instinct, wailing out pleas. “Gonna cream, s-second timeee!” You whined, breathing sounding more like wheezing as your chest heaved from the overstimulation. Your drool trailing down your open mouth, and getting on his once clean dress shirt you wore.

Your eyes scrambled back up to look at your master, wanting to see his eyes you adored so much. Gasping and frantically looking around as you didn’t see him, “M-ma-!” You squirmed against the toy, panting for air as you felt it rub against your clit slightly. “Right here, baby.”

Your face whipped towards the sound of his voice, eyes focused on him, though your vision was slightly blurred from the tears of pleasure and possibly desperation. Your gaze was intense, unblinking, yet the rest of your face was a fucked out mess, your body twitching and writhing without control as you still kept your eyes on him.

“Hhnng!” You didn’t want to take your eyes off him, but you couldn’t help it as your third orgasm came up, forcing you to scream into his pillows. “M-m-!” You sobbed out, unable to speak his name as moans and cries overlapped it. He could see your body twitch from the toy, squirming away from it as the oversensitivity eventually got to you.

He swiftly got to action, yanking your twitching legs wide apart, pushing the toy deep inside your pussy instead of your clit. He sighed shakily as he saw how easy the toy slipped in, your screams sounding like music to his ears. He could feel you squirming against his iron-tight grip on your ankles. “You said you could take anything. Am I wrong? So take it.” The sound of his voice scared you in all honesty, but you couldn’t seem to even focus your attention onto how dangerous he sounded, as you fell into yet another orgasm.

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