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babyjakes · 5 months

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompt | knotting

pairing | alpha!steve rogers x omega!reader

warnings | omegaverse elements: knotting, mating press, breeding (and me not knowing like anything about the omegaverse.) unprotected p in v. clit rubbing. multiple orgasms. overstimulation. crying kink. breeding kink (like fr he wants her pregnant lol.) he comes in her. some brief aftercare. alpha!steve is so hot and powerful it's ruining my life.

word count | 859

an | i've wanted to write something substantial for an omegaverse au for sooo long but i've just been so hesitant to bc i don't feel super well-versed in the genre. shoutout to @starksbabie, ao3, and my google images search for teaching me everything i know about knotting LOL. and @brandycranby for teaching me about the mating press lol. if i got anything wrong, please let me know!!

imagine being alpha!steve's prized omega and mate, being fucked and bred by him during your heat 🤤 (nomad!steve is what comes to mind first, but i've also had a soft spot for endgame look for the longest time, so i'll let you take your pick 😉)

steve's the kind of alpha that doesn't let you lift a single finger (in or out of heat); everything's always done for you because duh!! you're his baby!! this is especially true when it comes to sex during your heat. your only job is to be pleasured and bred. your alpha will do everything for you, no need to worry your pretty little head 💕

thinking about him spreading you out on your back, bringing your bottom up to the edge of the bed so he can stand over you and pound into you as you lay there and take it. he gets you nice and comfy, laying a blanket down beneath you and positioning a pillow under your head to make it easier for you to look up and keep eye contact. of course, he knows you'll spend much of the ordeal with your eyes closed or rolled back in bliss 😏

the number one thing you crave during your heat is the feeling of being filled up, and by now steve's fucked you enough to make you crave being filled by him specifically. he's massive, even for an alpha. long, thick, and unbelievably powerful. because of his overwhelming size and strength, he has to maintain a good balance of fucking you hard enough to satisfy you both, but not too hard to prevent injury

the look on his face as he's ramming into you is a mixture of such pure love and authority. he absolutely talks you through it 😔🙏 you're so overcome with pleasure, he understands it's hard for you to do much talking back

sliding in and out of you at a steady speed, watching as your face is washed over with relief as you finally get what you need. "there you go, honey," smiling as he sees your tummy trembling as it's filled up, "gonna keep fucking this pretty little pussy, just keep being my good girl and taking it. let me give you what you need, doll"

bringing his thumb up to swipe over your quivering clit, always a little eager and impatient with how much he loves to see you come. crooning as you whine and wriggle at the burning feeling he's creating, "i know, baby. i know- so sensitive there, aren't you? look at this pretty little clit. so needy for me"

"nng... n-nnn," he loves the soft, weak little noises you're making. and he loves it even more as they gradually grow louder and more desperate, signaling your building climax

he's working his thumb quicker over your slick button to help keep the pressure rising, "c'mon baby, almost there. you gonna come for me? let's see if we rub a little faster-... oh-" he gasps almost mockingly with a smug smile, praising you heavily as you clench down on his swollen length

and god he could never get tired of seeing you coming. watching as your little face scrunches, your toes curling up in delight, your tummy spasming helplessly as you stammer through a string of angelic, breathy whimpers

"goood, so good for me, baby. keep coming for me, that's it," he draws out his words as you're coming down from your first high. your big, watery eyes and soft little squeaks, paired with having just seen you come, and knowing how sensitive and overstimulated you feel now?? it all makes steve's eyes burn as the heat and primal urges within him rise

it doesn't take long for him to near the edge himself. his large hands come down to manhandle you into position, grabbing under your thighs to force them up, your feet splaying out in the air as he leans himself down over you, his speed and forcefulness bringing tears to your eyes

"gonna come, sweetheart. you want me to fill you up? wanna carry my pups in that pretty little tummy of yours? come on, baby-... shit, that's it-.. f-fuck-"

the feeling of his base rounding out inside you has you crying out weakly, your entire body bracing as you feel the pressure in your core reaching its limit. as the heavy band snaps, your poor, helpless form seizes and spasms beneath your alpha. steve's heavy load shoots into you, the tight mass bulging just inside your entrance locking him inside, forcing you to take what you're given

seconds feel like hours. eventually everything fades to soft tingles as the silence is filled by your and steve's heavy breathing. as soon as he's able, he's shifting so delicately hold you against him, his thick knot still pulsing inside you hard enough to let you feel his heartbeat. "shhh, shhh," he's wiping away the tears that escaped down your cheeks, letting you rest your face in the crook of his neck to breathe in his familiar scent. "i got you, doll. just rest now. close your eyes, i'll take care of you"

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queenofallimagines · 2 months

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Oooh I have a Obey Me writing idea for you but you can ignore if you don’t wanna do it. So when you first come to the Devildom, almost all of the brothers are cold/petty asf to the MC (in my Pisces opinion). Imagine MC’s like “fuck that” and doesn’t try to pander to them as much as the game script wants you to. Like the story still progresses bc the MC is still nosy when it counts, but she doesn’t center them around her world and instead gets closer someone who was nicer/more helpful in the beginning (say like Solomon or Simeon). I’m sorryyy I’m not hating on the brothers but realistically you catch more flies with honey than vinegar. Like yeah being a tsundere is cute to an extent but most of em were doing too much in the beginning. Maybe a reaction from the brothers (doesn’t have to be specific for each brother) as they slowly start to warm up to MC but they can’t stand that they’re not gonna be as close as they wanted to be. And either Solomon or Simeon (or both) reacting to you getting closer to them ;) Again this request may be highly specific so you can either tweak it or toss it if it doesn’t sound appealing to write. It can be SFW or NSFW. I love your writing!

A/n: YOURE SO RIGHT BESTIE!! Like the dick ain’t good enough for them to be all over MC like that CRAZY disrespectful 😒 like in my head I was being fake nice to them to secure the pacts until like you make one with Satan and then it’s like okay, maybe I can be genuine w yall. Bc like I’m making friends w any of the billions of other demons there like Diavolo is all but head over heels for you.

MC:

- I’m so on board with this

- Like if they want to go low I can take it right to hell

- They want to throw UP

- Mammon thinks you’re joking but when you fr never come ask him for help he’s crying himself to sleep

- Asmo hates being ignored so after that time in the maze(catacombs? wtf was those) he’s antsy that you don’t really talk to him

- They feel you having fun through your pacts but when you’re around just them it’s like nothing

- Like when a lightbulb dies

- Student council meetings become increasingly more tense as they watch you get along with Solomon and Luke and Simeon and you’re cold to them

- They don’t even really realize they the problem at first

- Lucifer always itching to punish someone so when he snaps at you and you clapback and the issue never comes up again he’s a little disappointed

- Like him and Satan make fun of your grades?

- Bet. you’re being tutored by Solomon and a demon in your potions class

- Like bitch how the FUCK were we ever supposed to take demon philosophy before?? We just got here!!

- Refuse to work with them on any school activities

- You and mammon partnered up to decorate for some school event?

- You work only when he’s not around

- Beel is the one who sounds the alarm by realizing it’s hard to keep track of you

- Like he’ll go asking where you are and nobody can even say when the last time they saw you was

- Belphagor tried to pull that “I’m a human” shit and you didn’t visit the attic for like three weeks😭

- Had to actually force himself to be genuinely nice

- Remember how they said they sent a demon to like the human realm to pretty much do the same thing? who was that because I don’t think we ever hear about them😭

- But you get their number and talk about your shared experiences

- Fish out of water if you will!

- Lucifer WANTS to yell but you do the bare minimum of what they ask he can’t mandate you to join family movie night😔

- Asks a pouting mammon where tf you are and he lists off like any number of random demons you could be chilling with

- Asmo is burning with envy as he catches you at a party with a group of old acquaintinces

- Can see they are so obviously enjoying your company

- Tries to steal the attention for himself

- Levi seeing you on other mfs socials cosplaying w them and doing a TSL marathon like he’s right there??

- Dinner be so awkward but you brush it off like a G

- only texts the family group chat for confirmation, dinners ready, and when is lord diavolo asking for everyone

- Lucifer comes to Dia’s house bc paperwork and he plans to spill the tea when he sees you and him already HAVING TEA🤨

- Like excuse me??

- “Ah just who I was looking for-“

- “Sorry Lucifer I have exams to study for I was just asking Lord Diavolo some history questions I’ll be on my way.”

- He’s literally WILTING💀

- Whines to Dia and he’s like I’m sorry ?? have yall not been spending time with them??

- “Yall….LIVE together. I ain’t out just you and them in the same house for no reason??”

- He can’t eleven rly do shit bc you’re integrating into demon society very well and are pretty sociable

- Like you gain regular popularity but not through them

- Rest of RAD forgets you’re under their protection tbh

- Like you’re your own entity and not at all attached to them so when a random demon is caught talking about like chilling w you and mammon is like IM THEIR FIRST MAN YOU GOTTA AS ME

- he looses about 500 years when the demon goes

- “Oh yeah you are their hired help huh?”

- Yeah he’s picking out a coffin

- Bc he rly tries to curb his tsun behaviors but he hasn’t made it to that level with you where he can be genuine in private

- Levi too like he calls you a stupid normie on reflex and is whimpering when he sees he’s been blocked on devilgram

- What did yall expect??

- Beel is the ONLY one who you regularly talk to

- And even then he’s got his own stuff going on

- But you guys always eat together

- Jaws dropping when he offered you food

- I imagine Beel is like “oh they don’t be talking to yall?….That’s crazy”

- Precious boy so unaware of the conflict

- Nor bc he’s dumb but he’s like “tf that got to do with me?? MC likes me.”

- Very “okay what does that mean to me tho” energy

- I imagine after the Levi pact arc when mammon is wrapping your sprained wrist and he’s all

- “If I can’t come save ya next time, Die.”

- You pull away completely

- Even Satan is having to control himself be he sees your purposefully avoiding him

- He would congratulate you on how well you’re dodging his advances if it didn’t piss him off so bad

- Keeps it a little secret to himself that he can feel your pact mark burning right under his skin whenever you talk to them

- Played hot and cold to see how he can make you less mad when he interacts with you

- Lucifer is so desperate he’s fr about to make a pact early to feel any sort of proof you exist

- Idk if peacocks do it but you know how birds will rip out their own feathers under stress?

- Yeah That’s HIM😭

- Barbados just sit back and observe

- Even the season 3(?) characters come in early! Like you meet 13 as an extension of Solomon and y’all are thick as thieves

- You’re flourishing in your Magic practices bc you still have their pacts, them helping you with magic or not you’re still not one to be fucked with

- Mephistopheles is so giddy that you’re close to him and not Lucifer

- Offers to hide you in his news room to avoid them

- “It’s so quiet a perfect place to study!”

- Sees them scrambling to get ahold of you but your in his office w your phone on silent

- “Oh hmmm, idk I saw them in the forbidden section of the library maybe check there? Weird y’all supposed to be watching them and have no clue about their whereabouts.”

- Lucifer can take it NO LONGER when we’re about right before lesson 16 and he’s making a scene at dinner

- “Why do you never stay in this house? You a mere human think you’re too good to talk?”

- “That. That shit right there is why I don’t talk to any of you. Do you not notice how rude you are?”

- Before Satan can even say his “we’re demons” line you’re cutting his ass off

- “Why would I want to spend time around people who threaten my life for fun?🤨my job is to heal demon human relations and I’m doing that just not with the help of YOU.”

- Dips to purgatory hall bc it’s not Solomon’s night to cook

- They all just kinda 🧍🧍🧍🧍🧍🧍for a few days bc wtf can they say to that??

- Like you’re absolutely right

- You were already humbling Lucifer before but now he has this irrational anger towards you

- But in a nice way??

- He’s like packing your lunch and throwing away whatever you had

- Pushing you out the way to do whatever chore or task you’re doing

- Makes your favorite foods when is his turn to cook dinner

- Like he’s completely unhinged

- To stir the pot let’s say this is lesson 16 and they show up to all that

- Can you imagine??

- Their filled with even more regret than before!! They never got a chance to establish a deep bond with you

- Not really. Not like you have with everyone else

- And now you’re gone??

- They barely even care about the Lilith reveal like😭

- They do everything they can to win your favor but it’s like the end of the program now who’s to say it was enough??

- Beel is elated while the othered are broken that you and belphie become close

- Poor belphie is exhausted w all this drama so to make amends even more he goes out of his way to heal the gaps between you and the others so it’s all good now

- Not Lucifer tho

- He’s still moping

- Can’t hurt his pride by saying how glad he is that your back

- Can’t tell you how he watched his world fall apart when he saw the light leave your eyes

- DEFINITELY can’t tell you how he prayed to Lilith that he would protect you from now on and that he’s sorry

- All of RAD throws a huge goodbye party for you

- Lots of tears

- During the movie night of like that last few days

- As a little treat for you, you still sleep w Lucifer lmao

- Like you sneak out to go to the bathroom and none of the brother see you for the rest of the night?? Yeah we knew already

- He WILL cry jsyk

- He’s pressing kisses all over you and holding you like you’ll disappear

- Mumbling praises into your skin

- The most he’s ever said “I love you” in his entire existence

- Looking at you with teary eyes

- Can’t keep up his prideful façade

- He’s okay with being vulnerable to you

- Again hit him w the “my morning star”

- And he will go crazy

- Tears up when you leave

- Like he can’t even front like he’s not about to go throw up

- They’re all anxious that they won’t ever see you again because you still hate them

- I promise you on everything in all three realms

- They almost do NOT let you leave when you go

- “Thank you for my time here, I love all of you.”

- They are inconsolable

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joedirtymadre · 8 days

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u want requests? I GOTCHU

how bout yuji x reader smut where the reader gets hit w a technique that acts like an aphrodisiac (it’s typical ik but i wanna read one w yuji😔)

to make things more spicy hb yuji and the reader are rivals? (you can leave that out if u want)

THANK UUUU 😫🙏

Aphrodisiac Attack

YUJI X READER! SMUT!

(Just gonna say one thing as to why it’s been a while. College.)

“I can’t believe they paired me up with you,” you sighed as you slowly scouted the area. “Why? Scared that I’ll show you up?” Yuji snickered as he followed you. “Yeah, ok. More like scared that you’ll ruin my reputation of having zero casualties on my assignments,” you pointed out. “Zero casualties? Like I’ll believe that,” Yuji rolled his eyes. “Say what you want four-eyes, but it’s the truth,” you smirked as you turned into a dark eroded hallway.

“Four-eyes?” He asked. “Yep, you plus that Pokémon you caught," you said. “Who are you calling a Pokémon, woman?” You heard the dark voice boom. You turned and noticed the small mouth on Yuji’s cheek. “You see what happens when you open that big mouth, this guy pops out…” Yuji said as he smacked his cheek, covering Sukuna. “Not my fault he couldn’t take the joke,” you laughed.

You both continued scouting the area. “Are you sure that there’s a cursed spirit here? Seems pretty empty,” Yuji pointed out. “Why would Ijichi be wrong about this?” You asked, while shaking your head. “Well there’s noth-“ you quickly interrupted him as you stopped and held out our arm, signaling him to stop. You stopped and listened closely then you heard footsteps from the floor above you.

You turn to Yuji who nods, and you both begin running to the stairs. While reaching the top floor you were met with a bunch of smaller level spirits. “I’ll take care of these guys, go find that other one we heard,” you explained. “Whatever you say boss,” he said as he ran off. You stayed back and dealt with the other spirits.

(Too lazy to write about a fight 😗)

You let out a sigh of relief, “Man there were a few more than I thought there’d be.” You continued walking down the hallway, wondering where the hell Yuji is. “Don’t tell me he got taken down,” you sighed. Out of nowhere the wall next to you exploded. You stepped back from the blast, and tried to see through the dust what caused it.

“Looove~” you heard from the blast. As the dust settled you noticed a large grotesque spirit, you scouted around for Yuji but he was nowhere to be seen. “Where is he?” You asked yourself. Before taking out your weapon you were suddenly engulfed in a strange mist. “Loove~ Loove~” the spirit cooed as it turned to face you. “Loove~!” The monster cried out before charging towards you.

You tried to dodge the charge, but you couldn’t move. Your legs felt weak, ready to fall at any second. Instead you braced for impact, “(Y/N)!” You heard. You were then carried off your feet and able to miss the spirit’s charge. “Why the hell were you just standing there?” Yuji asked as he held you steadily in his arms. “I-I don’t know… that cursed spirit let out a mist and I couldn’t move,” you explained. But something else was wrong, being pressed up against Yuji burns like crazy.

“P-Put me down, take care of that thing,” you said, trying to control your composure. “Even after saving you, you’re still bossing me around? Why didn’t you take care of that thing?” He asked when placing you in the corner. “Cause it was your job in the first place! Not my fault that thing escaped from you,” you frowned. “Yeah, yeah… just a little slippery is all,” he chuckled. You rolled your eyes, and watched as he ran back into the red mist.

You sat there, trying to control your breath. You hugged yourself trying to comfort yourself as you dealt with whatever that cursed spirit released. “Is this some kind of poison? But I don’t feel sick, I just feel weak and hot?” You told yourself.

Yuji finally came back and sat next to you. “Man, that thing was so annoying. Just kept shouting love, love, and love… and then the mist was so thick I couldn’t see through it,” he let out a deep sigh. You could only nod, not wanting him to catch on to your state. “Anyways, let’s get out of here,” he said as he slowly stood up. You nodded, trying your hardest to make your legs work.

You finally picked yourself up, and took a step. “Hey come on slow poke, or else I’ll leave you behi- Hey are you alright?” Yuji asked, turning his attention to you. “I-I’m fine,” you squeaked. You tried taking another step, but tripped. “Woah!” Yuji called out, before catching you. “Ah!” You let out, feeling your body tremble. “Hey you’re shaking! Are you hurt?” He asked, worriedly as he wrapped his arms around you keeping you stable.

His touch felt like a furnace, “I don’t know, that spirit’s mist had some weird effect… Now my body is acting strange,” you said softly. “Hey it’ll be alright, let me carry you to Ijichi. We’ll get you checked out by the medics,” he explained. He slowly removed his arms, but you grabbed onto his jacket. “N-No, I’m fine! I just need some time for it to wear off,” you explained. “Are you sure?” He asked. “Yeah, but… can you keep h-holding m-me… It helps,” you said, feeling your face heat up. “Oh… uhh, s-sure,” he said awkwardly, as he wrapped his arms around you again.

You both sat back down in the corner, you somehow ended up on Yuji’s lap as he held you. You suddenly got a whiff of a nice scent, “Yuji, did you put on some cologne today?” You asked, as you moved yourself closer to his neck. “I-I-I don’t t-think so…” he squeaked as his face and neck turned very red. “You smell really nice,” you said as you nuzzled into his neck. “A-Ah… you sure you’re f-feeling alright?” He stuttered.

Yuji’s POV

What the hell is wrong with (Y/N)?? She’s on my lap pressed up against me, and… it feels nice. She’s usually mean and a bit mouthy, but now she’s cuddled up on me. “You’re slow, kid,” Sukuna popped out on my cheek. “Huh??” I asked. “That cursed spirit you took care of right now was releasing an aphrodisiac. That’s how it would deal with you sorcerers, by making you so weak from its mist,” he explained. My eyes widened, “So that’s why she’s acting like this?” My voice cracked. “I- What?” (Y/N) asked as her face turned red.

“You’re horny woman, I don’t know how else to explain it. Lucky for you, I have centuries of experience,” Sukuna said as he stuck out his tongue. I saw the look of embarrassment and nervousness on her face. “Shut up Sukuna, and go away. You’re freaking her out, we’ll figure this out,” I said as I smacked my cheek. “Your loss, if you wanted her for yourself that’s all you had to say,” he laughed before reverting back into my cheek.

(Your POV)

“Y-Yuji what am I gonna do?” You asked, squirming in his lap. “W-What if…” he trailed off. “I help relieve you,” he finished, having a serious look on his face. “R-Relieve me?” You stuttered. “Just to help this curse pass, and we won't ever bring it up again,” he explained. “I- but…” you said hesitatantly, as you avoided his eyes. “Trust me. I know we bicker and fight, but I need you to trust me right now,” he said as he cupped my face. “A-Alright then… but if you tell anyone I’ll kill you,” you blushed. He chuckled, causing your lower stomach to knot up.

He slowly pulled you into a kiss, you both tensed once you made contact. A few more seconds pass and you both slowly relax, feeling him deepen the kiss. You gasped into the kiss as you felt his hands roam towards your rear. “It’s fine, just relax into it. I’ll stop if you don’t like it,” he reassured you. You nodded and wrapped your arms around his neck. You started to feel a warm sensation in between your legs. “Turn around, and sit,” he whispered in your ear. You felt goosebumps across your skin, and followed his words.

You turned around and sat in between his legs. He quickly placed a hand on the inside of your thigh, rubbing slowly making sure you’re comfortable. His other hand grazed the hem of your top, asking for permission to keep going. You placed your hand over his and guided it inside of your top and straight to your breast. “I’m not glass Yuji, I trust you… so just touch me already!” You said nervously, feeling your ears burn hot.

“A-Alright!” His voice cracked as his shaking hands moved towards your body. You flinched when his hands softly cupped your breast. “Hot…” you said as you bit your lip. You noticed as the more Yuji squeezed and held your breast the more confident he became. You gasped as you felt a kiss on the back of your neck, and felt his hands become rougher. You pressed your legs together, trying to calm the throbbing sensation between your thighs. Suddenly you felt a hand trail down your shirt and noticed his hand slowly slip inside your shirt. Your breath hitched as you felt his fingers graze up your skin towards your breast.

“God you’re so beautiful,” he whispered. As you feel yourself drip. He then cupped your right breast, as he played with your breast. You trembled as his left hand roamed down to your inner thigh. “Never imagined you making a face like that… I like it,” he said softly. You felt your ears burn and stared nervously at the hand that laid so close to the hem of your skirt. “C-Can I keep going?” Yuji asked nervously. You bit your lip and slowly nodded, “G-Go slow,” your voice cracked. “Ok,” he replied.

Your breath hitched as you felt his hand slowly slid under your skirt. You spread your legs slightly encouraging him to continue. You felt his hand tremble as his fingertips pressed against your pantie. You let out a soft moan, and quickly slapped your hand over your mouth. Yuji quickly removed his hand from your breast to your wrist, forcing you to remove your hand from your mouth. “I want to hear,” he said huskily.

You let out a high pitched moan from his other hand rubbing up and down your pantie. “God you‘ve soaked through these,” he chuckled. You squirmed under his touch, he returned his other hand from your wrist to your breast. “S-Stop teasing…!” You choked out. You heard him chuckle, “Do you think in your state you can still boss me around?” You turned to see a mischievous smirk on his face. You then felt your panties be pulled to the side, a little too roughly as Yuji ripped them. “Y-You dumb- Ah!” You interrupted yourself as you felt Yuji’s hot fingers play with your throbbing clit. “I don’t like that attitude,” he whispered into your ear.

You felt his free hand move your face towards him, and were quickly attacked by his lips. The kiss was sloppy, rough, but felt so good. You let out a moan when you felt his fingers slip into your sloppy core. “Fuck, it’s so fucking wet and hot. You’re so fucking hot,” he said inbetween the kiss. You sat there, allowing this man to do whatever he pleases. Unable to control your body or mind. “M-More!” You squeaked out. Yuji smirked at your words and nodded.

Suddenly his hands stopped, you felt his fingers slip out of your core, already missing the sensation. You whimpered from the sudden loss, looking back to see him taking his coat off. “Yuji?” You asked as you watched him lay down his coat. Suddenly you were thrown onto your back feeling his coat embrace you. You blushed as you watched him hover over you, looking disheveled and each breath hitched as his eyes glanced up and down your body. “God you’re so beautiful,” he said before quickly reinserting his fingers into your pussy.

You threw your head back in ecstasy, spreading your legs even wider. “Who knew the tough and amazing sorceress (Y/N), was such a dirty slut,” he smirked as he picked up the pace. “Yuji more! Please!” You begged. “You want something else?” He asked. You nodded and watched as he slowly removed his fingers, moving towards his zipper and slowly pulling down his pants. Your eyes widened as you saw the large cock break free from his constraint. “This enough for you?” He asked. You slowly nodded, and held your arms out. He chuckled and leaned down, as you gently pulled him into a soft kiss wrapping your arms around his neck. You relaxed as his hands softly rubbed your sides in assurance.

As you two broke the kiss, he stared into your eyes. “Are you positive?” He asked. You stared back into his for a few seconds, before slowly nodding your head. “I’m sure,” you softly smiled. “I’ll be gentle, I promise,” he smiled as he kissed you. You noticed his nervous gaze as he placed himself at your entrance, you placed a hand on his arm causing him to glance up at you. You smiled in reassurance, you then watched as he slowly thrusted inside. You felt your face contort as your insides were being stretched and filled. “S-Slow!” You choked out. “O-Ok,” he stuttered.

“There, I’m all in,” Yuji said with a worried expression. You laid there, trying to catch your breath. “W-Wait…” you whispered. Yuji slowly leaned forward and kissed your face, “Take your time,” he said softly.

After a few minutes you finally became adjusted to his size, “O-Ok, I’m ready,” you said softly. “Alright, tell me to stop if it’s too much,” he said as you nodded in response. You felt his cock slowly thrust in and out, feeling your insides burn from the sensation. “Faster…” you let out. You saw him smirk, and you threw your head back from his rough thrust. Your mind became hazy again, as he quickened his pace. His thrusts are so rough and quick, but still gentle.

The abandoned halls echoing your moans. “God you’re so beautiful (Y/N). I can do this forever,” he grunted. Your body jolted as you felt his fingers graze over your clit. “Your body is so hot and sensitive,” he smirked as your legs shook from his touch. “S-Slow… feel hot!” You whined. However, this only made him more energetic as you felt his thrusts become more rapid and rougher.

You cried out as you felt him begin to rub your clit, in rapid circular motions. You threw your head back as you felt a sudden wave rush through your body. “Y-Yuji~” you gasped, as you gripped his shoulders. “F-Fuck… I’m cumming,” he groaned before doing a few more thrusts before pulling out, cumming on your stomach. You watched as Yuji fell over beside you, before your vision became darker and darker.

…

You slowly opened your eyes, and realized you were in your dorm room. Your eyes slowly landed on the figure sleeping beside you. Yuji was half on the floor and half on your bed, probably from waiting for you to wake up.

You reached over and placed your hand on his head and softly played with his hair. You noticed his eyes slowly open, lifting his head to face you. You saw him softly smile, “You’re awake,” he said. You nodded, “Come on up,” you said as you scooted over. “Y-You sure?” He asked nervously. You nodded, “Yep, come here,” you said as you helped him into bed with you. You both stared at each other. “Are you ok? You’re not… upset? Or hurt?” He asked softly. “I’m sore, but I’m fine… I’m at least glad… I was with you today…” you blushed.

You stared at him, seeing the light bulb go off in his head. “R-Really?” He asked, speechless. You nodded slowly, “So you like me?” He asked with a sly smile. “Get out of my room,” you groaned as you rolled over. “No! No, I’m just teasing… I like you too (Y/N),” he whispered as he wrapped his arm around you. “… Then I guess you can stay…” you said softly. Before drifting back to sleep.

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romanestuffsposts · 4 months

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hi hi🐳

can you please do daddy!bucky x babyspace!reader (like the reader has a pacifier, a bottle, wears nappies) where daddy bucky is having playtime with the reader playing peek a boo with the reader knowing it’s their favourite game and he tickles them a lot because he loves hearing baby reader giggle and squeal and then he feeds baby reader a bottle and rocks them to sleep?

sorry if that’s weird or cringy 😔

Hi there love! 💜

No please, your request is perfect sweetie! Don’t think the things you want to see written are weird or cringe, the one you ask is really cute and I love it!

I Hope you like what I wrote for you ❤️

Enjoy <33

*****

Warnings : playful, tickles, teasing, kisses, pet names, diaper, sleepiness

Pairings : Daddy!Bucky x Little!Reader

Summary : It's your day alone with your Daddy today but sleepiness seems not to want to leave you. While he was changing you, he thought it could be fun to play a little game to waking you up... now you just have to protect your sensitive skin

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The morning sun is peeking through your window but apparentely it's not enough to wake you up.

About 30 minutes later, your Daddy walks inside your room and smiles when he sees you still sleeping. It's the second morning that your Papa is away for a mission and even tho he misses Steve, he loves having you for himself. He loves taking care of you.

He quietly sits on the edge of the bed and gently strokes your arm up and down with the tip of his fingers. You removed the cover in your sleep because it was burning hot in there.

You wiggle a little but still sleep pronfondly. he chuckles to himself because he knows you better than anyone and he knows how hard it is to wake you up.

He gets up and lies on top of you while groaning "waky waky, babygirl" he says in a funny way

You groan and open an eye "daddyy" you whine. He hummes with a silly smile. He knows he's being annoying and he loves it.

"get off" you whine again making him chuckle "rude little one" He rests his chin on your shoulder and tilts his head "i'm going to stand up only if your promise me that you'll get up too"

You groan louder "fineee"

He smiles and stands up. He watches you sitting on the bed and he can tell it wasn't easily, you really are tired this morning. You peer up at him with tired eyes and a little pout which make him smile. he tilts his head and walks to you, he lifts you up in his arms and you immediately wraps yourself around him like a koala.

"you need to be change baby ?" he asks and you nod your head. He walks in the bathroom and lies you down on the changing table. You let him change you and clean you, once he closed your beautiful purple diaper he looks back at you.

He frowns when he sees your beautiful eyes closed. He shakes your hips softly "little one" he sighs "it's not the time to sleep"

You moan and grimace but don't open your eyes "baby" he says less impatient now.

‘’Open those beautiful eyes or you’re gonna regret it, babygirl’’ he teases, trying to scare you.

He knows you won’t be scared but he wants you to play and he knows how to make you in the mood.

As he expected, your eyes stay closed so he tries something else ‘’let’s play a game’’

He opens your eyes with his fingers and chuckles because of the face you’re making. ‘’You have to keep your eyes open for the game baby’’

You groan but open your eyes, the call of a game too strong to go back to sleep.

You see your Daddy hiding his eyes and your eyes immediately light up. You absoutely love that game, you play it with your Daddy or Papa each time you're not in the mood.

They know how much you love it, it makes you feel little and you love it when they're playful like this with you.

He smiles behind his hands when he hears you giggle at the anticipation

"peeeeek aaaa..." he trails on, he feels you wiggling on the changing table at his teasing.

"Boo!!" he yells in his silly tone making you squeal loudly. He hides back his eyes with his hands and start all over again. He comes closer to you with his masked face and you bite your lower lip.

"Peek aaa.." He says more quietly than before but the teasing in his voice is still there.

When he says 'boo', his claws jump on your ribs and he shakes them. Your hands grab his wrists but you don't try to move them, you just laugh to hard for that.

He chuckles along with you and move his hands away from your senstive skin. He doesn't lose a time and hide back his eyes, your giggles are still leaving your throat because you knopw the game is about to start again.

He waits seconds before finally starting "peek aaaa.." He bend forward in a quick movement and yells "boo" loudly again before jumping on your skin once again.

You yell and harsh your back, this time he targets your sides and belly and the feeling is still the same than before ; torturous.

"Daddy toppp" You laugh. He notices from your tone that you had enough and decide to stop. It's all fun and games but he never wants to go too far, it's not the point of it.

He chuckles and kisses your belly button before putting on you your new diaper.

You're now all ready for the day with your Daddy

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niki-phoria · 1 year

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AGAIN YOUR WRITING IS AMAZING 😭🫶🏽🫶🏽 LIKE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH THAT WAS SO CUTE AND YEA DEFINITELY SHOULD MAKE IT INTO A SERIOUS OR JUST DO PART 3 OF M/R MEETING THE ENYPHEN MEMBERS!!!🫶🏽🫶🏽

I'm so glad I request the Niki x male reader because it's so cute 😍😭 again I know I said this in my last ask but THANK YOOU YOUU FOR WRITING MY REQUEST😔🫶🏽 Like your such an amazing writer 😩

Have a great day 🧸🫶🏽

pairing: niki x idol!male!reader (he/him pronouns) genre: fluff word count: 1.7k

includes: blushy niki, reader is shorter than him, still can't decide if i want reader to be a soloist or part of a group but i'm leaning towards soloist, this was supposed to be meeting enha but it turned into just another date with niki whoops

a/n: i'm so glad you liked the first two parts !! thank you so much, all of your compliments mean so much to me <33 i'm gonna keep going with this as a series until i run out of ideas (i have plans for meeting the rest of enha and a collaboration but if anyone has any other ideas pls lmk !!) i hope you like it :))

PART 01 / PART TWO / PART THREE

requests open !! read my rules first

niki has never been so excited to enter a dance studio before. he plays with his fingers as he pulls his mask further up over his face, greeting the receptionist with a small bow. “hello!” she greets with a smile. “are you here for y/n?”

“yes.”

“he’s in studio c on the third floor.”

“thank you,” niki bows, shoving his hands further into his pockets as he makes his way to the elevator. he lets out a small sigh of relief when the doors close in front of him, leaving him alone in the confined space.

he leans forwards to check himself in the reflective surface. his hair is slightly disheveled and he’s barefaced leaving a few acne scars and natural redness on his face exposed. niki isn’t given any time to overthink his appearance when the elevator dings as the doors open. he tugs at the strap of his bag nervously before exiting.

after passing by a few empty rooms he finally finds it. studio c. he can hear the faint sound of a song playing as he gently knocks on the door.

to niki’s surprise, it swings open just a few seconds later. you’re quick to throw your arms around him, tugging him down into a tight hug. “niki!”

“y/n,” he smiles, catching himself by wrapping his arms around your waist. you’re wearing a random t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants but you still look as handsome as you do on stage. your hair is even messier than his; likely from hours of dancing. without makeup niki can see your face more clearly. he takes note of each mark on your face - freckle, mole, acne, and everything else.

you pull him down to press a chaste kiss against his cheek before you tug him further into the room. niki sets his bag down in a corner before walking over to join you in front of the mirror. “we just finished the choreography, if you want to see it.”

“i’d love to.” niki moves to sit with his back against the mirror to watch you as you watch him with a flustered smile. he raises an eyebrow, a teasing glint just barely noticeable in his eyes. “you can perform in front of thousands of people but you can’t do a routine in front of your boyfriend?”

“you make me nervous,” you admit, avoiding eye contact for a second. your confession makes a small flush spread across niki’s face. he can nearly feel his ears burning red when you smile at him. he doesn’t dare to look behind himself in the mirror and risk seeing just how bad the blush on his face is.

after a few seconds of mentally preparing yourself, you slowly begin the routine. your steps are precise - years of footwork and experience shining through in each aspect of your performance. niki finds himself entranced by you. the effect you have on him through a screen is amplified when you’re standing in front of him; dancing only for him. even in an old t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants he’s sure you would never wear in front of any cameras, you almost lure him in with each step, nearly daring him to fall deeper in love.

from the choreography niki can tell the song is about three minutes long. each step is individually sharp but your motions remain fluid - flowing into each other seemingly effortlessly. he finds himself lost in thought as he stares up at you from the floor, still staring at you despite you having already finished the routine.

“you’re so cute,” your voice pulls him out of his thoughts.

“ah, you can’t do this to me,” niki laughs as he covers his face with his hands. through the cracks between his fingers he can see you kneel down in front of him, coaxing his hands away.

“i’m sorry, baby,” you chuckle. niki’s blush only deepens as you lean forwards to pull him into a sweet kiss. it’s short - barely lasting longer than a quick peck - but it’s still enough to make both of you break out into large smiles. “my apology, for flustering you.”

“maybe i should let you fluster me more,” niki mumbles. you laugh again, giving him enough time to quickly lean forwards and press yet another kiss against your cheek.

a few seconds of silence falls over the room as you stare at each other with small smiles. it’s only interrupted when your manager knocks on the door before cracking it open slightly. “oh, sorry to interrupt,” she says, leaning against the door to hold it open. she holds a phone out for you to take. “we want you to go live. we were hoping you could do it now.”

you glance back at niki for a second, almost looking for confirmation. he gives it in a slight nod before you turn back to your manager. “yeah, sure. is it okay if niki joins me?”

“that’s fine,” she pushes her thick rimmed glasses back up against her nose as she flashes him a small smile. “you two have fun.”

“thanks,” you call as she pulls the door shut behind her once again. you walk over, setting the phone up on a table so it’s angled across the room and away from the door. “we can just do a dance live. you know, hang out for a while.”

“that’s fine with me,” niki nods. you open weverse, beginning a live before coaxing niki to walk over to stand in front of the camera beside you. he watches as the numbers quickly rise. tens become hundreds become thousands in a matter of seconds.

“hi everyone,” you smile. “do you want to introduce yourself?”

niki bows slightly as he waves to the camera. “hello, i am enhypen’s niki, it’s nice to meet you.”

his eyes fixate on the comments that scroll past you on the side of the screen. it’s impossible to read each one as they pass by but even so he can pick out a few noticeable ones.

“omg niki !!”

“ynki for the win”

“MY ULTS ARE TOGETHER SJKLNS”

he can’t help the small smile that spreads across his face as he continues reading supportive comment after comment. at some point you stop focusing on the stream entirely, turning your attention to the boy beside you. you’re hyper aware of the camera filming you as you watch him. his small, slowly growing smile, the light flush on his face, the way he unconsciously bites his bottom lip between his teeth.

niki only notices your staring when a comment about it catches his eye. when he glances over at you you’ve refocused on the comment stream once again, searching for a song request. “they want you to teach me a choreography,” you read.

“any specific one?” he asks.

a plethora of song requests flow past him. nearly every song under both of your catalogs is suggested, as well as songs neither of you made nor know the choreography to. “blessed-cursed?” you read. you miss the various reactions people leave as you turn to face niki. he nods, moving away from the table so his entire body is in view. you readjust the position of the phone to make sure he’s in frame before joining him in the center of the room.

“wake up, ije nuneul tteo,” he mumbles as he slowly begins demonstrating the steps. you follow his lead, watching him through the mirror. “gajja chukbok sogeseo, i wanna be, wanna be, on my way, i bet.”

“nal gaduneun gyeonggyeseon,” you join in. niki smiles at you through the mirror as he continues, harmonizing with you. “ne rul ttawin jibeochiwo, i wanna be, way, i bet.”

“that was good,” he says.

you look away with a flustered smile. “thank you.”

“let’s keep going,” he says, moving onto the first verse.

an hour passes by quicker than you expected. then two. and then three.

soon enough, you’re both exhausted. an unspoken agreement passes between you as you lean against the table. niki is quick to rejoin you in front of the camera. he finds himself reading the comments once again as you talk.

“ynki ynki ynki”

“they’re so cute!!”

“they would be so cute together :((”

a light flush spreads across his face as he reads through multiple comments talking about how cute you would be as a couple. you reach over underneath the table to grab his hand, squeezing it in yours. it’s a comforting gesture that makes warmth spread through him immediately.

he looks over at you with a small smile as you wave to the camera, leaning over so your head leans against the side of his. you reach your hand out in a half heart and hold it up as you wait for niki to reciprocate. he does, subtly wrapping his arm around your waist as he pulls you a little closer to him. the action flusters you both as you wave goodbye before finally ending the live.

“can i walk you back to your dorm?” niki asks.

you smile, adjusting the strap of your bag over your shoulder as you nod. “i’d like that.”

you reach over to take his hand into yours, intertwining your fingers together as you make your way back through the hallways to the elevator and out of the building. you tug your mask further up over your face as you lead niki back to your dorm.

you walk side by side in a comfortable silence until you finally reach your dorm. “thank you for today,” you smile up at him.

“of course.” niki brings a hand up to cup your cheek, stroking his thumb against the skin. your smile grows slightly as you lean upwards to pull him down into a sweet kiss. he pulls you into a hug once you pull away, leaning down to press a kiss against the top of your head.

“i’ll see you soon?”

“of course,” niki whispers. “i’ll text you when i’m free. i had a great time today.”

“me too.” you tug him down into a final peck against his lips before you pull away for good. “goodnight niki.”

“goodnight y/n,” he smiles, watching as you slip into your dorm.

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multishipperofgaydeadwizards · 3 months

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I have returned. And today I come with quite a number of ships so like brace yourselves, I'll keep popping in between my work. Speaking of prongsfoot, can we talk about just how perfect Remus/Peter would be?

1. They'll be the EPITOME of soft cottagecore. Baking, reading, picnics, growing plants, taking care of any wounded animals in the nearby area they'll just be so sidnsmsjdlsnsjdb

2. Peter knits. And he makes all the sweaters for Remus. And Remus absolutely adores watching him walking around with yarn and needles just going at it whenever wherever he gets the chance to

3. Cut to Remus being absolutely destroyed when it gets to him that Sirius killed his boyfriend but not being able to do anything as he sinks into his mind and never comes out. The reason he goes to Hogwarts in Harry's 3rd year is because he knows Sirius will be there. Him trying to kill him and Sirius trying to explain what really happened. And him demanding proof cause he's never seen Sirius be more... serious about anything else. And then the betrayal he feels when he sees said proof. Cut to him burning all the sweaters.

4. In this scenario, I like to think Peter started our as a spy for Dumbledore but he got turned into a death eaters for reals. Or he thought that the baby Voldy was targeting was actually Neville and he convinced himself that once Neville was taken care of, all his friends and his boyfriend will be safe. I have no idea where I'm going with this

5. They're both not players but they'll go up to the stands whenever prongsfoot is practicing and it'll be a cute double date

6. Remus can't figure out his feelings and talk about them for the life of him. But Peter, even tho shy, is very honest and cut the crap kind of person. With a little encouragement from Jamie, it works out really well.

7. Peter started getting into poetry because of Remus. (I actually was gonna type books there but my fingers just went and said poetry so we're going with it) He first started reading them to impress Remus but he couldn't actually understand them much. Later he fell in love with them. Or more specifically, he fell in love with how excited Remus got when talking about them. They'll both be in the kitchen and Peter will be walking around doing whatever needs to be done for what he is baking and Remus will be sat in one corner of the tabletop and talking animatedly about whichever poem he read/ was reading.

8. Ohhh they'll be so soft with each other I'm gonna cry. Sorry I'm making my point again. But like imagine like blurry sunlight coming in through paper thin curtains and baby's breathe flowers nestled between sunflowers and the smell of a bakery and the comfort in old sweaters and soft shy glances and pinkies intertwined and wishing on dandelions. That's them.

Ok I actually really likes doing that (8). It was kind of like a moodboard but with words. I'm gonna start doing it for all the ships now hehe. I'll come back later and do the same for the older ships I was ranting to you about (do you maybe happen to remember which ones they were? Or do you have them tagged?)

9. Their shipname would probably be "Moontail" I think... other possibilities are wormy which just sounds like a nickname for Pete. Or moonworm which isn't that bad ig but idk.

10. I think their ship is the one with the least possibility of an angsty beginning. Hit me with whatever you got tho. I think I'm slowly seeping back into my fluff phase from my smut phase (dw the cycle will continue and I'll be back to angst again lmfao)

Pls keep popping up I love it when you do :D I sadly won't be able to reply tho bc I have cooking today 😔 so you'll have to wait until I'm back home

HSJEBSONEO REMUS X PETER!!! I LOVE YOUR MIND!!

1) they so are, you are so correct!

2) omg he doesssss. it's his go-to gift for everyone, but especially for remus <3

3) oh fuck... that's so heartbreaking wtf :( but I can absolutely see it happen

4) I don't think that it would make sense that he thought the baby he was talking about neville at the beginning sure, but he told voldemort where the potters where so obviously he knew that it wasn't neville

5) absolutely. they wear matching sweaters :)

6) yesss. like I said before peter confesses first

7) awweee that's so cute! I can totally see that happen omgg

8) I love this. every time I see ships or characters described like that I melt. pls do do that :D

9) moontail sounds so cute omg >w< but moonworm is kinda cute too

10) "unrequited" that's all I'm going to say (it's my go-to lol)

I can't wait to see what else you come up with :)

#the lover with the great ideas #marauders #marauders era #marauders fandom #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #remus x peter #moontail #moonworm #wow... you're bad at parking

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jennyandvastraflint · 4 months

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Xena Reactions S2Ep5!

Aaaand Callisto comes back...

Prison guards... Not great.

Oh is Callisto in the cell

Uh yeah... She's VERY trapped...

Callisto insulting men. Nice

DID SHE STEAL HIS KEYS? 😂 Oh, a knife

She's gonna break out. Yup

Oh those foot and leg shots are... Something. Meh

I love how strong she is

"Here, piggy piggy piggy piggy" oop

OH BLOOD ON A WOMAN SHOULD NOT LOOK THAT GOOD 👀

uh oh...... She'll strap Xena into that chair won't she...

GABRIELLE <3

Perticus? Who? Should I know him? Oh is that her "fiancé"?

The way she looks to Xena, her wife:

She doesn't waaant to marry him

Oh ffs Joxer... 🙄

"I'm sooo disappointed😔"

"Good boy" 👀

"Seeing you happy would make me happy" T_T

"I've missed you, Xena" "You never wrote"

"First I'm going to kill your soul" Oh no Gabrielle

"See you soon my sweet" djfjs d homoeroticism

Xena helpsss!

Please you're in the middle of a fight. Pick up a non-lethal weapon and defend yourself.

I... Don't understand this quick change of heart. But it's just the thin veil of deniable heterosexuality. (Is this the "Gabrielle spends more time with Xena on her wedding day than with her husband" episode)

They're so CLOSE

KISS!!! HUG

Oh Xena looks heartbroken :(((

GABRIELLE LOOKING BACK AT XENA???

Shdhdhsh Gabrielle immediately wants to name her daughter Xena

"I've never been with a man before. Have you......... been with women?" sjfhsh I thought she was asking only for men

"I was a soldier" yeah well. Soldiers gay.

This entire conversation is very queer

Xena just cuts off his bloodflow

"When I told her you were travelling without Gabrielle she said Perfect and left" Nooooooo, I called it. She's gonna attack them

Is she gonna stab him

"I long to see you wail over the body of your friennnd"

Oh and the husband is dead sjdhshsh Shit happens

OMG NOOO, GABRIELLE WANTS TO KILL CALLISTO NOW.

She's hitting a tree again

They're going together

"If she dies with me, that's fine" "Not with me, it won't"

AAAAAH. Xena doesn't want her to swordy stab

"XENA. Teach me!" she's poking her

NOOOO T_T "The little innocent Gabrielle is dead"

"Teach me how to kill her" 😭😭😭

Aro Callisto is real to me 😌

They're so CLOSE.

XENA PRAYING "Don't let that light that shines in her face go out. I couldn't stand the darkness that would follow." I'm not going insane about that at all

Uh oh... Gabrielle is gonna sneak in alone... She'll try to fight Callisto on her own

What is Joxer doing hereeee...

Is she using the torture chair as a throne

And it's Gabrielle. YUP

NOT THE FLASHBACK TO THE "Promise me you will not become a monster" line

She'll use Gabrielle to torture Xena...

Oh of course. Xena in the chair, Gabrielle tied up

NOOOO DON'T BURN GABRIELLE

Joxer... I mean, at least something. Xena used the distraction

YAYYY XENA SAVE HER WIFE AND HERSELF

I love how Callisto just watches like OuO

She's so extra omfg XD She prepared those specifically for her little fight. Kinda like Missy from DW

Oh she's trying to drive her further into the sea?

Am slightly questioning this, but I guess she'll throw Callisto out the carriage?

Both went for a tumble aaand into quicksand

"We can spend the rest of eternity in tartarus together :D"

HER SOFT VOICE "You can't just let me die. Help me?"

Is she gonna save her? I mean, Callisto will come back anyway. She's like a cockroach (lovingly)

Please Joxer actually leave...

Xena and Gabrielle staring off in the sunset together 🌇❤️

#v watches xena #this episode was super gay i love that #joxer annoys me tho... 😶#xena warrior princess #xena #xena and gabrielle #Callisto

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sykosomatic · 6 months

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Hey can I request freddy and jason (separately) with a reader who is hated by their brother for being social and bubbly and they have nightmares of their family beating them up, bullying them, abanding them, despite the parents would never do that and it just gets to be too much? 😔

of course! i haven’t done a freddy & reader in a long long time lol — this is a really creative and interesting plot, i hope you like it!! (and sorry it took so long!!)

freddy kreuger & jason vorhees/gn!reader with intrusive thoughts <3

cw: intrusive thoughts of family mistreating reader, nightmares, reader has a hateful brother. sfw content otherwise!

freddy first! —

you’d been having nightmares recently. they varied in intensity and subject but they all ended the same: you jumping up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night, trembling with fear as you tried to catch your breath. there was another constant you’d started to find; a man. you couldn’t remember what he looked like, but you could remember it was always the same man.

you climbed out of bed one morning after a restless sleep, yawning as you got dressed. you gave yourself a weak smile in the mirror; you tried to stay positive despite what you were going through. “alright… let’s go,” you said, steeling yourself for the day you had ahead of you.

you lived with your parents and your brother; not quite ready financially to move out, your parents had agreed to let you stay if you helped with a few bills and kept up after your messes. it was easy enough, and they were nice to you.

but that didn’t stop you from being anxious about how they felt about you. you felt bad for still living with them; even though your brother did too. you felt like they were pretending they didn’t hate you — your brother sure hated you, why wouldn’t they? — even though every time they interacted with you it felt very genuine. you couldn’t shake off the feeling that they were gonna up and abandon you one day, or come into your room at night and suddenly be violent towards you.

your nightmares depicted these scenes graphically. it was starting to freak you out.

the day you had planned.. was running away. you knew deep down inside that your parents didn’t hate you, that your bubbly and upbeat personality wasn’t cause for your brother to hate you and he was just being an ass, but it was all just starting to be too much.

you had a bag packed and you were ready to go. you hopped on a bus and were ready to pick a random destination; you had enough money saved up to get an okay start. you couldn’t help but feel bad for leaving.. but at least you’d left a note so they didn’t call the police or anything.

after about an hour or so, you started to drift off to sleep with your head leaning against the bus window. you could hear a voice whispering in your ear just as you fell asleep, making you jerk awake, thinking someone was trying to talk to you. nobody around you was even looking in your direction. you calmed yourself down and ended up falling asleep again.

the whisper came back.

it was the man you’d been seeing in your dreams. standing in front of a house. he had knives for fingers, it looked like. and his skin looked as if he’d been burned. you vaguely remembered that he’d always looked like that, and even though you felt like you should be scared, you didn’t feel frightened at all.

“come with me,” he said again. you realized that’s what he’d been saying this whole time, in your dreams and when you’d fallen sleep earlier.

you nodded slowly, and felt yourself start to fade out of the real world somehow. you felt the real world become less real and the dream world become your reality. you felt more awake now than you did when you were actually awake.

if anyone had been watching you, they would’ve seen your body disappear from the bus as you joined freddy in the dream realm.

>>>>>>>>>>>>

and now jason! —

you jumped up out of bed in a cold sweat; another nightmare. in this one, your parents and brother were taking turns berating you, telling you how horrible you were and how much they hated you. it was horrible. you’d had this nightmare for weeks on end now. this had to be your final straw.

you knew your parents would never actually say those things; at least, you hoped that was true. but your brother? he hated you for your bubbly, social personality. he thought you were weird and told you so as often as he could.

you lived with your parents and brother; you weren’t financially stable enough quite yet to move out on your own, so you helped with a couple bills and cleaned up after yourself. easy enough. or it would be, if it didn’t feel like your parents hated you. it was frustrating to you that you couldn’t prove they hated you, because they seemed so sincere when they interacted with you.

it was the middle of the night, and you did what you’d been doing ever since you’d started having those nightmares. you got up out of bed and got dressed in some warm clothes, grabbing a small bag of your stuff and heading out to your favorite place. camp crystal lake.

the place had been closed for a long time, after the massacre that had happened there. you’d heard that the killer still lived there, but in all the trips you’d taken you’d never seen him. you wanted to.

really, you just wanted to live there at camp crystal lake. you were less scared of a killer than you were of your parents hating you. and how could they hate you if you weren’t there bothering them? it seemed like the perfect plan, living at your favorite place. and you’d never seen the so-called killer before, so maybe he didn’t even live there.

you were within comfortable walking distance, and arrived there almost in record time. it was truly your favorite place to be. it was calm and cool there by the lake.

you found the cabin you’d been staying in when you went, looking exactly how you’d left it… except one thing. the bed you’d slept in was made? that was odd. you didn’t remember making it. oh well. maybe you’d forgotten. a killer wasn’t going to make a bed, was he?

you set your stuff down by the bed and laid down, settling under the covers and getting comfortable. the sounds of the lake and the animals outside lulled you to a comfortable sleep. you never had nightmares when you slept here. maybe you should just stay?

you woke up to the feeling of someone touching you; startling you awake. you looked up to see someone — with.. was that a hockey mask? — standing above you, silent and watching. there was something like recognition behind those eyes, like he’d been doing this every time that you’d come here to sleep.

“are you that killer everybody’s been warning me about?” you chuckled, watching him stand back up from tucking you in. he was silent, just watching, for a moment before he turned and left. “well.. i guess i’ll see you tomorrow night!” you called out to him, getting comfortable in your new bed.

#writing #slashers #asks #drabble #requests #gn reader #freddy krueger/reader #jason vorhees/reader #freddy krueger #jason vorhees #freddy kreuger/gn!reader #jason vorhees/gn!reader #gn!reader

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mebiselfandi · 1 year

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Title: Just My Luck

Summary: Vini and Gavi have the misfortune of continuously bumping into each other

Pairings: Vini Jr & Gavi

Tags: idk ‘you suck’ ‘no you suck more’ dynamics, one upping, Vini being an instigator for half of this😔, it’s not romantic it’s not even platonic

A/N: I feel like my writing style changed…not sure how to feel about that. Is it better or is it different? Different in a good way or a bad way idk

The venue was packed to the brim with guests. Footballers and friends. Musicians and plus ones. The multitude of crowds all chattered and mingled with each other over the loud music being played. Anyone and everyone was invited to Raphinha’s birthday party. He’d decided to make a big event of it this year. Something about you only turn 27 once. Gavi couldn’t remember. Him and Pedri made their way over to the birthday boy, wishing him a happy day and so forth before he directed them to the present pile where they could drop off their gifts. Pedri handed his to Gavi before disappearing off into the crowds to talk to someone. Gavi pushed his way over to the present pile and just his luck he should bump into the one person he didn’t want to see.

“Vinicius.”

“Pablo.”

The both greeted each other curtly, the memories of all their interactions and scuffles being brought to the surface at the sight of the other. They both left their presents before disappearing into the night, both hoping they wouldn’t have the misfortune of bumping into each other again.

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Vini couldn’t remember whether Neymar had said the bathroom was the 3rd door on his left or on his right. No he definitely said left, right…right? Leftright? Left, yes. He opened the door and entered.

“Wait! No don’t let it,” the door shut behind Vini, “close.”

Whoever else was in the room sighed dejectedly then fell back onto the wall he’d been leaning on. Vini let his eyes adjust to the dimly lit room before coming face to face with Gavi.

“Oh absolutely not,” Vini groaned out upon realizing who he’d managed to get himself stuck with in what appeared to not be the bathroom but rather a small dark supply closet.

He turned back to the door and pulled and turned at the knob to no avail. The door was locked tight. There was no escaping. The other man simply watched as he clawed at the metal piece. He changed tactics, opting to bang on the door and yell loudly. Maybe if he was loud enough, someone would hear him and come and unlock the door.

“It won’t work,” Gavi finally piped up. Vini turned a poisonous gaze towards him. “The closet is soundproof. And even if it wasn’t the music is certainly loud enough.”

Vini now realized how quiet the closet was. Just his luck that he’d be locked in a soundproof supply closet with one of the few people in the world he didn’t like. He took out his phone and began to dial Rodrygo.

“That won’t work either. There’s no reception.”

“Aren’t you the bearer of bad news,” Vini scoffed out, “what are you even doing in here?”

“Someone said this was where the bathroom was.”

If he wasn’t so dismayed at his predicament, Vini might have laughed at the irony. But considering the joke was at his expense, the humour was lost on him. Instead he just went and sat down next to where Gavi stood. He could feel him burning holes into his head from above so he turned up to face him.

“What? Are you gonna stand there all night?”

“No,” Gavi said in an annoyed tone as he slid down the wall to sit next to him.

Vini stared at him annoyedly at how close he’d decided to place himself to him; being able to feel his body heat next to his.

“Move over.”

“Why?”

“You’re too close to me.”

Gavi rolled his eyes and instead shifted even closer until his entire side was pressed flush into Vini’s.

“You’re so childish!” Vini burst out as he shoved Gavi rather roughly away from him.

“At least I’m actually one, what’s your excuse!?”

He tried not to think too hard about the fact that he’d not only insulted Vini but also himself in the same breath.

“Man what’s your problem with me!?” Vini shouted.

“Me? Me!? You’re the one with the problem with me!”

Vini scoffed once more.

“Okay look just stay on your side and I’ll stay on mine. It’s already bad enough I’m stuck in here with you.”

Gavi held back any retorts he had and simply scooted angrily to the other side of the closet, putting a good arms length of distance between them. At least he could find solitude in the fact that it would only be a matter of time before someone noticed at least one of them had gone missing. Then he’d try his absolute best to forget this whole cursed meeting.

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Four hours. It had been four hours since they’d gotten here and both Vini and Gavi were nearing their wits end. Four hours of absolute silence. Both of them sticking to their guns and completely ignoring the other. Like a Mexican stand-off of cold shoulders. Sure they could distract themselves with whatever music or games they had on their phones but neither one was willing to give the other the satisfaction of ‘winning’. But as competitive as they both were, they were both getting sick of being in the other’s presence. Eventually they turned to look at each other; a silent truce for the sake of both their sanity’s.

“We can’t stay here forever,” Vini said as he stood and turned towards Gavi, “maybe if we try breaking the door down?”

Gavi rolled his eyes but stood up and walked the 7 short steps over to Vini anyways. They took a few steps back and huddled closer to each other.

“On three. One, two, three.”

They surged forwards barreling full force into the door. The door stood firm however as they were knocked down to the ground. Gavi groaned lightly feeling every ache in his muscles from the impact. He sat up rubbing at his shoulder but quickly forgot about it when he took note of Vini’s still form. The other man had seemingly hit his head somehow, perhaps on the floor, and now lay unmoving next to Gavi.

“Hey! Now really isn’t the time to be messing with me!”

He slapped Vini’s cheeks lightly in an effort to wake him up. The last thing he needed right now was for someone to finally walk in and accuse him of supposed murder. But considering their luck so far, he considered it was only a matter of time before one of them had a brush with death. Thankfully the other man began to blink blearily at him as he came to. He reached a hand up to touch the tender back of his head which had smacked straight into the floor and whimpered softly when he made contact with the blazing area. Vini could already feel the beginnings of a headache brewing, maybe even a concussion.

“Come on.”

Gavi grabbed Vini by the arms and heaved him back towards the wall opposite the door, propping him up against it. He crouched in front of him and waved a hand in his face to get his attention. He held up two fingers in front of Vini’s face.

“I need you to focus. How many fingers am I holding up?”

However Vini just groaned, burying his face in his hands in the process. Gosh everything was so loud. His own breathing seemed to roar in his ears and Gavi’s question jumbled in a mess of floating letters in his head. He looked up as he felt Gavi place a hand on his cheek but sorely regretted it when the light filtering in through the small window seared itself into his eyes. They watered as the throbbing in his head amplified tenfold. He closed them again as he tried not to worsen the pain however this only served to increase Gavi’s panic for the seemingly unresponsive man.

“Vinicius!?”

“Don’t call me that,” he finally managed to grunt quietly.

“What?”

“It’s just Vini.”

Now was really not the time to be exchanging names.

“Look I need you to open your eyes so I can check if you’ve got a concussion.”

Slowly Vini opened his eyes. Wincing slightly before letting his eyes adjust to the soft light.

“Good. Now how many fingers am I holding up?”

Vini tried to focus on the fingers in front of him. Two. No four. Three. Ugh his head was spinning, he could barely even see.

“I don’t know.”

“I’m going to assume you have a concussion. Try not to fall asleep.”

“Pretty sure that’s just a myth.”

“I’m not taking any chances.”

Gavi sat down beside Vini and let the other man lie his head on his shoulder. If he wasn’t so worried(not that he’d ever admit it), he probably would have had some jab ready to throw at the other man. But right now he just prayed someone would find them soon. And for the first time that night, his prayers were answered. The door jiggled slightly before a cleaning man poked his head in, scanning the small closet before finally taking notice of the two boys sitting disheveled on the floor.

“What are you two doing in here?” The man asked accusingly.

“We got locked in,” Gavi replied defensively.

He stood up then helped Vini to his feet.

“Not again,” the man grumbled as he stepped aside to let them out.

They walked out of the closet and back into the now empty venue, both of them looking at the messages that were pinging on their phones now that they’d managed to leave that suffocating supply closet.

“Did they just leave us behind?” Gavi scoffed disbelievingly as finally they reached the grand entrance.

“Speak for yourself. I drove here myself,” Vini muttered as he rubbed lightly at his eyes. His head hurt significantly less but he still felt the occasional phantom pin pricks of pain.

Gavi took out his phone and quickly dialed a number, pacing impatiently as it rang. Vini listened in on Gavi’s one sided conversation.

“Hey, where’d you go…you didn’t think of looking for me first?…no I got locked in a supply closet…can’t you just come back…yeah Vini’s still here…yes that Vini…absolutely not, just-,” Gavi looked at his phone in shock, “he just hung up on me,” he laughed mirthlessly. Gavi swore he’d kill Pedri when he saw him next for leaving him behind.

He turned to look at Vini. The older man leaned against the wall, face turned to the sky. He took in deep breaths seemingly trying to will away the light pulsing in his head. Giving up whatever stubbornness he had left in the name of not wanting to be stranded here indefinitely, he sighed and walked up to Vini.

“Can you give me a ride?” He grumbled out lowly.

“I think the fuck not,” the other man muttered nonchalantly as he turned his face to stare down Gavi.

“Why are you being so difficult?”

“Why didn’t you drive here yourself?” Vini asked in a belittling tone.

It took every bit of willpower to not quip back. Gavi sighed and closed his eyes momentarily as he tried to calm himself down. Seeing as he was the one who was stranded, fighting with the only person who could seemingly help him was a rather poor decision.

“You can’t drive with a concussion,” he pointed out.

Whatever smugness Vini had felt over him slowly dissipated as he realized Gavi was right. Unless he planned on driving straight to heaven, there was no way he could possibly even back out of the parking lot, much less drive home.

“So what?”

“I can drive instead.”

“Like hell you will,” who did this kid think he was, “you’re not touching my car. Besides, aren’t you like 12, can you even drive?”

Gavi rolled his eyes at the other man’s poking.

“Yes, I can drive.”

“Let me see your license then,” Vini demanded as he reached his hand out expectantly.

“No.”

“Just show me.”

“I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t have one…”

“I thought you said you could drive!?”

“Yeah I can…but my test is only next week!”

Vini rubbed at his temples. He was sure this was some kind of elaborate prank. His only hope of getting home was the most annoying person he’d ever met and they didn’t even have a license. Was this some kind of sick joke? Maybe he hadn’t been praying hard enough and this was God’s retribution. Maybe this was because he’d pulled one too many pranks on Rodrygo and now the universe was seeking balance for his actions. Whatever had landed him in this fever dream of events, he simply prayed the night would end sooner rather than later.

“If you even so much as scratch my car, I will kill you.”

“Oh somebody save me I’m so scared,” Gavi said mockingly as he rubbed his arms in faux fear.

Vini just let out a loud groan in response as he walked away and out of the venue. They reached the parking lot which was now deserted except for Vini’s car. A sleek black sports car that gleamed in the moonlight. Shiny and expensive.

“Compensating?” Gavi smirked.

“I’ll leave you behind if you’re not careful.”

“I’d love to see how far you’d get when you can’t even tell up from down.”

“Oh just get in,” Vini bit out as he unlocked the car.

He settled himself in the passenger seat and watched as Gavi got into the drivers seat. They stared at each other in silence momentarily, unsure what to do. Until Vini grabbed Gavi’s hand, pressing the car keys into his palm.

“You better not crash my car.”

Vini squeezed his hand tight, digging the keys slightly into his palm, before letting it go. Gavi rolled his eyes then started up the car listening to the engine as it revved up. He pulled out of the parking lot and set out onto the road.

It seemed the other man had made it his task to drive as painstakingly slow as possible. Whatever few cars found themselves still out at this hour overtook them in a flurry of hoots and loud honking. Even a small bus that looked unfit for travel rolled by them. Its red rear lights flashed derisively as it wheeled away from them. Vini was sure even a child learning to ride a bicycle for the first time could surpass them. At this rate, if he got out now and started walking back, he was certain he would get home before Gavi did.

“When I said don’t crash my car I didn’t mean drive slower than my grandmother.”

“Then why don’t you drive instead?” Gavi tapped his chin lightly as he pretended to think about it, “oh yeah, you can’t.”

Vini ignored the other man’s sarcasm.

“We aren’t even moving,” Vini groaned as he closed his eyes once more.

“You know I could just kick you out,” Gavi bit back in a venomous tone.

“It’s my car!” Vini shouted incredulously.

He took a few more deep breaths to prevent himself from letting the other man get to him. They settled once again into an electric silence. Charged with the need to see who could piss off the other more. Vini let out a loud sigh then reached out and turned on the radio. He turned to look at Gavi who cringed at the loud Brazilian rap music that blasted out of the stereo. The loud tremors of the music made the remnants of Vini’s concussion pound softly like a dull reminder of why he was stuck with Gavi in the first place.

“Turn it down!” Gavi shouted, barely able to hear his own voice over the loud continuous beat.

Vini had already planned to turn it down but now that Gavi had asked, he surely couldn’t just give in. So instead, he ignored the throbbing in his head and grinned, pretending to be unable to understand what he was saying.

“What?” He shouted mockingly over the booming bass.

The look of absolute irritation on Gavi’s face spurred him on as he bobbed his head side to side in silent victory. It didn’t last long seeing as Gavi took it in his own hands to turn off the radio and plunge them into an unnatural silence.

“Hey! Don’t touch my radio,” Vini warned as he switched on the offending music again. Gavi quickly turned it off again.

“Or else what?” He challenged as he rolled the car to a complete stop.

“Or else I’ll-,” Vini didn’t get to finish as a knock interrupted whatever threat he’d cooked up.

The knock sounded again and both Vini and Gavi turned in shock to look at the police man who’d interrupted Vini. He gestured for them to roll the window down.

“Good evening officer,” Gavi greeted.

His previously boiling blood had been chilled significantly. He prayed the officer wouldn’t ask for his license seeing as he didn’t have one.

“Do you realize how slow you were going?” The man asked, skipping the niceties.

“I…” Gavi stammered.

“License please?”

Shit shit shit. Gavi’s hands felt clammy and cold as he cursed whatever spirits or deities had decided to actively work against him. Lucky for him, Vini decided to intervene.

“He’s still a learner but here’s mine,” he said as he handed his license over to the officer with a smile.

The officer huffed as he looked at the small piece of plastic. He handed the license back to Vini after a few moments of careful inspection. They both waited in shared nervousness as the officer looked back and forth between the two of them. Finally the man seemed to settle on a decision. He whipped out a small yellow notepad and began to scribble quickly in it. He tore out the ticket and handed it over to Gavi.

“I’m giving you a ticket. Drive faster,” the officer warned gruffly before stalking back to his car and driving away.

Both of them stared in shock at the small piece of paper in Gavi’s hand. The only sound the soft purr of the still running engine. Until Vini broke the relative silence.

“Yellow ticket? Sound familiar?”

Gavi turned to face the older man who looked back at him neutrally. But instead of the usual accompanying jab, he burst into laughter. As did Vini. They laughed almost deliriously at everything that had lead them to this point. Neither was sure whether they’d reached a new understanding between them but for a few seconds they could both appreciate the absurdity of the night. Eventually, their laughs subsided to heaving chests and beaming smiles. The cold night air blew into the car through the still open window; raising goosebumps on their skin. It was a pleasant night, all things considered.

“It’s Gavi…by the way.” Vini turned to look at him confused. “Nobody calls me Pablo…except maybe my mum.”

“I know. I just wanted to piss you off.” Vini smiled cheekily.

The other man let out a short laugh.

“I still don’t like you,” Gavi grinned.

“Yeah yeah just drive,” Vini grinned back.

For @swaggypsyduck is for you bestie🫣

#yes I missed Ney so much I just had to mention him lma😔#vinicius jr #vini jr #pablo gavi #gavi #gavi x vini #raphinha #neymar jr #neymar #nothing like proofreading to make you doubt every word😃#but anyways I thought it was good when I rote it so y’know #meb writes

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dabislittlemouse · 10 days

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I had a dream last night that in the next chapter of tainted angel, reader was gonna go confess her love for Dabi, but she caught him making out with another woman at a bar, managed to record a video of the woman asking, “don’t you have a girlfriend?”, Dabi saying, “she doesn’t have to know”, reader uses the video as proof Dabi cheated on her when she breaks up with him over text, Dabi going to her house (whether to explain himself or force her to take him back idk), only to be met with a very angry Hawks who warns him to leave, Dabi refused and even threatened to burn Hawks if he didn’t move out of the way, but reader (who had been watching the whole time) steps in front of Hawks and tells Dabi that if he wants to kill her brother then he’ll have to kill her too… and that’s where my dream ended 😔

I- Okay but the fact that you had a dream about my fic HELLO *cries in a corner* HOWWWWW im gonna cry😭

Even as a creator of the fic it would PISS ME OFF OMG I HATE CHEATING SCENARIOS SO MUCH I CANT

Dabi would NEVER do that shit to his angel, and even if he did I’d make sure he suffered hella for it, I’m getting mad just by thinking about it lmaoo, how dare he cheat on reader?? Like seriously- gonna cut off the remaining of his burnt dick

But I really liked the ending of the dream, we love both siblings standing together against him, hell yeah. That was one intense dream, I’m not sure if I should include scenarios when reader misunderstands the situation as if Dabi is cheating on her, and she gets hurt and jealous etc, just for the drama.

I don’t think I have the heart to write that cause it would put me in a very bad mental state tbh. But WHO KNOWSS, I just love some good drama

#B’s inbox🦋#you guys having dreams of my fics now hello 😫

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mango-bango-bby · 2 years

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Hello! Ty for doing my other request 😊

I’m sorry if I’m being a nuisance but would it be alright to request a yandere kuroo x yn/reader with period cramps? Like they get bad cramps so yan kuroo is really really worried for his darling so he takes care of her all through it 🥺

Again, thank you!!

- 🍗 💖

♡ Heating Pad ♡

(A/N: Y’all always send in these requests at the right time!! My cramps are so bad right now and I only wish I had a yandere to take care of me 😔😔😔 Also, doll, there is absolutely no reason to be sorry!! I love your requests and you’re not being a nuisance at all 💖)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, periods, pain, Kuroo is a sweetie 🥺🥺

Summary: You gave cramps and Kuroo tries to help you (Yan!Kuroo x AFAB!reader)

Masterlist ➸ ♡

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

You hadn’t gotten out of bed all day, not even to eat. Not by your choice. No, instead you couldn’t get our of bed because your cramps were that bad. You were used to cramps on your period but even so, every time it was absolutely awful.

You groan, rolling over on your side, pulling the blanket over your head. You hear the bedroom door open. Before you could peak to see Tetsuro, he’s already pulling the blanket off of your face. “Have you been in bed all day?” He asks, seeing you frown.

“Yes” you say annoyed before trying to pull the blanket over you again. “Leave me alone” you mumble from underneath the blanket. Tetsuro doesn’t lift up the blanket again, simply kneeling in front of the bed. “What’s wrong with you, baby? You’re never this sassy with me” He says, you feel a bit bad for being a little harsh at how worried he sounds for you.

“I’m just on my period. My cramps hurt really bad” you say softly before continuing. “It should end in a few days though” you says, as if to say you’ll be okay. “So you’re just gonna lay around in pain for a week?” Tetsuro asks, watching you finally poke your head out of the blanket.

“Yes” you say simply watching him stand up from his position. “Is there anything that can help with the pain?” He asks, watching you think for a moment. “Ummm medicine and a heating pad usually” you mumble against the pillow you lay on, grumbling as another cramp hits you.

Tetsuro lightly sighs at the sight. He hates seeing you in pain. “I’ll be right back” he says, walking out of the room and into the storage closet in the hallway. He knows he has a heating pad. He uses it if he hurts himself while working out.

He comes back, handing the heating pad to you. “Thank you” you say softly, sighing at the feeling of the warm pad against your abdomen. It feels so nice. “I don’t have any medicine but I can go get some” he says, watching you nod your head. “Thank you” you call out as he leaves the room.

♡ ♡ ♡

“Kitten~ I’m back” Kuroo calls out, opening up the door the bedroom, the bag from the corner store in his hands. He wasn’t sure which medicine would work the best so he just got as many as he could. He picked up your favorite snacks and drink too, he thought it would make you feel better.

He smiles a bit at the sight of you. Looks like the heating pad was so comfortable that you fell asleep. He gently lifts the blanket up, taking the heating pad off of you. He knows if you fell asleep with it on, you might accidentally burn your skin.

He puts down the bag he got on the bedside table, crawling under the bed with you. He’s no heating pad but he hopes you’ll feel a bit better with him beside you.

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ Thank you for reading, darling!!

#yandere haikyuu #soft yandere #yandere kuroo #yandere!kuroo #yandere kuroo x reader #yandere tetsuro #yandere tetsuro x reader #yandere!tetsuro

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aqueeracademic · 11 months

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morse being queer (and other commentary) pt 17:

season 5, episode 1, “Muse”:

note: this episode deals with some really dark topics; i don’t really get into it in this post but be wary of the content

- okay season 5‼️‼️

- let’s get gay

- this guy seems a little young to be a professor

- oh he isn’t a professor he’s just some guy

- i want to live in a windmill tbh

- strange playing the trombone agenda!

- pause did morse not move to london?

- me when i have no clue what’s going on

- DETECTIVE SERGEANT?????? ULTIMATE PAUSE

- HE PASSED HIS SERGEANTS

- shit i guess he stayed

- living with strange! besties 4 lyfe

- these umbrellas are doing nothing to keep them dry

- the way debryn is giving his analysis directly to morse 🥰🥰🥰

- bro knows morse is the only one who’s gonna pay attention tbh

- about WHAT morse situation 🤨🤨🤨🤨

- i love frazil she’s always rooting for morse

- hello who tf is that

- george fancy

- WAIT

- i cant experience the george fancy story again.

- can’t handle it.

- “i’m used to working alone, sir.”

- no ur not morse u just miss jakes

- WHAT. SITUATION.

- oh

- okay

- so they’re just not gonna move him 🙄

- made me panic for no good damn reason

- morse is so disrespectful to fancy and for what

- “what’s a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this?” “my job.” 😐

- i forgot i also hated fancy for a long time

- morse was right ‼️

- “hard to get, eh?” why don’t you! shut your mouth!

- “you have no idea.” “i like a challenge.”

- WHY DONT YOU! shut up ❤️

- in fairness morse was really upfront with george about his expectations so after a certain point it’s george’s fault for being a dumbass and annoying him

- that’s just me tho!

- okay ew i did not need to see debryn pull that spike out of the dudes ear

- i am experiencing debilitating heart burn right now i think im gonna die

- anywho

- thursday just roasting the shit out of nero while morse stands there like 😮

- JOAN ‼️‼️‼️

- omg she’s back

- morse is so awkward 🙄

- morse is just… drinking milk. just a glass of milk. like 🥛. im disgusted

- ayo

- body took me by surprise to say the least

- morse is getting awfully comfortable looking at dead people

- i feel like fancy is already a lot like jakes and that’s what’s irritating morse

- he keeps asking questions the same way jakes did

- it’s different though because fancy is asking because hes ignorant, not because he’s challenging morse

- and morse is irritated because jakes was an intellectual challenge

- he had to be certain before presenting anything to jakes because jakes would ask questions to force him to prove it or think it through all the way

- fancy isn’t challenging him intellectually even though he’s taking jakes’ spot

- and morse doesn’t want a replacement he just wants jakes

- ykwim??????????????

- great!

- moving on

- “dipped his quill in any ink pot.”

- bro was a whore

- i’m also assuming he was a lil…. fruity

- but don’t ask me for proof! i operate on vibes and vibes alone

- the way i thought that glider was small 💀💀

- it was literally carrying around an entire human being

- “i don’t think she likes men.” “maybe it’s just you she doesn’t like.”

- morse is SO catty i love him

- he clocked that guy as a scumbag and just ran w it

- IM DYING at morse saying what shade the lipstick is and debryn instantly knowing the line it’s from

- that’s a little 💅

- i’m just saying

- for this time period?

- also the silence after he says it 💀

- and morse just carries on 💀

- i love debryn

- george is doing his best tho

- morse just misses jakes and doesn’t want someone else hanging around and i’m SICK OVER IT

- morse watched that entire strip show and for what 😐

- you could have just gone straight to the dressing room babes

- the way he doesn’t check her out ONCE when she stands up

- respect 😔✊

- i’m watching this on amazon and the amount of times the captioning has said [inaudible] is killing me

- AYO eve is gorgeous

- i know that’s the point but like goddam 😭

- “he’d seen me dancing.” “stripping.”

- morse ur being annoying

- they’re dancers whether or not they take clothes off and ur stripping them of their dignity by belittling their careers

- there’s 0 reason to slut shame them for dancing even if it is stripping

- don’t be a dick ‼️

- naur why was morse the one to uncover the body 🥺

- i literally hate him and then immediately feel terrible for him and love him again 🙄

- i’m weak what can i say

- the way morse looks at trewlove during the interrogation and she’s just like 😳

- girl didn’t want to know a singular thing about morse’s sex life

- straight up trapped

- i’m honestly confused how fancy forgot to get the contents booked

- like you went to do it right away

- did you just?? stop? doing it???

- and then morse just covers for him to thursday to keep him in everyone’s good graces

- he’s sooooooo

- ugh.

- if there’s an opportunity to be self sacrificing he’s gonna take it and i hate it

- because being self sacrificing IS the example he sets fancy

- and we all know how that ends up

- i love it when morse is alone in the nick and opera music is playing

- it makes me think that it’s playing in his mind

- like he is constantly hearing opera when he’s working even if it’s not playing

- he’s just hearing it

- i love it

- a touch of the tism perhaps…

- ^me projecting

- that student that morse keeps talking to about the life model? the one w the blonde fringe? yeah! he’s gay.

- once again, no proof. vibes and vibes alone!

- GO CASS GO!

- out ur husband as a con artist!

- werk

- ooo dr croxley is gay for sure

- i’m so low on actual queer content from this show rn i’m just assuming every single side character is gay

- “i beg your pardon?” “you can beg my fat ass!”

- ROAST HIM FRED!!

- get his ass

- thursday has absolutely zero reservations about this shit i love him

- this is reminding me of the riot club tbh

- idk if any of you have seen that movie but the group of men behave just like the riot club

- morse giving a theory out and then bright going “and the rest?” and him being like 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️ is SO REAL

- some of these episodes have so many characters, and i am so bad with names, i’ll get to the like one hour mark and have no idea who anyone is talking about anymore

- joan and thursday speaking for the first time in like a year is… hmmm

- she used to be such a daddy’s girl and now she hates his guts i am WRECKED

- dhmu 😔💔

- “that was quick.” “you asked for it.” “you’re a good sergeant, jim. good man, too.”

- you tell him thursday!

- me when i’m a jim strange STAN

- i’m nervous why is the music so scary

- oh literally nothing happened

- she just invited him inside

- he’s gonna sleep w her huh? 🙄

- he’s a slut

- i read the books! i know!

- “save it for your clients. i’m immune.”

- first of all, morse, we ALL KNOW that that isn’t true 🤨 no need to lie 😐

- “you’ve got need coming off you like a junkie gouging for a spike, but you won’t do anything about it.”

- this line is ABSOLUTELY INSANE i’m going feral

- like why would you say that 😭😭😭😭

- oh my god his face while she’s offering herself to him is so 😧

- i can’t do this tonight ✋😁

- the way he backs away from her when he starts to figure her out

- he’s so scared

- all the time!

- i hate it here

- sidebar:

- this is literally the plot of the riot club

- like what happened to the women and how the men behave and the fact that the men were scholars and it’s an elite group and they all call each other by different names

- it’s literally the riot club

- a movie i HATED and did not finish btw

- this is open riot club slander that movie was terrible

- feel free to watch it if you don’t believe me tho!

- but anyways this feels like the aftermath of that movie

- these girls are right and should be allowed to get away with it tho

- morse should have just pretended to never figure it out and let her get away with it

- i erased this episode from my memory this shit is so hard to watch

- justice for ruth astor.

- i’m sobbing my eyes out right now! literally sobbing.

- morse slut shames these girls the entire episode and then feels terrible at the end as he fucking should

- i hate men.

- just throwing in the death of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. at the end????

- like hello?

- idk if that’s supposed to feel random but it certainly does

- ok that episode traumatized me

- on to the next!

#this episode was a lot for me #certainly a very dark way to open the season #endeavour #endeavour itv #endeavour morse #morse #itv endeavour

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Hola Dani 👋🏼 ¿cómo estás? ¿Que planes tienes para el fin de semana? Say hi to your mom from me!! 😌

My clases are going great, I only have female students and they are nice, way more confident that I have ever been but is fun!

I would absolutely love to watch a show or movie with you but you should know that I have been described as a "live meme generator" whatever that is 🤣🤣

The One with the Exile

“The whole of Scholomance does,” Amira chuckled. “It’s a miracle Anjali doesn’t yet.”

Maybe she does but like the magnanimous queen that she is she's going to wait for Rafe!!

Would he get demon ichor in his system again? How was that happening anyway?

I'm going to stick with my poisson theory until proven wrong 😌

“Every time I bring up Gabriel, he pretends to get a phone call and walks away,” Selena rolled her eyes. "Nobody calls him!"

Oh Jace sweetie NO! 😔

“But I’m glamoured!” Selena said in surprise.

I don't like this!!! 😖😖😖

Especially after shit when down with Marcus.

Fuck Marcus, I hope he gets a tight hug from fire while conveniently covered in gasoline... Burn bitch buuuuurn!!!!!!!!!

“Camila. This is the shadow world. There is always serious shit going on,” Gigi chuckled. “You have to find the time to do your own shit or it will never get done otherwise.”

So true!! These people don't even know what peace feels like!!

“He literally pointed a gun at Anjali!” Gigi said incredulously.

Exactly!!!!! Only an evil psychopath would do that!!!!

But she didn’t feel that way. Not after what Marcus did.

Everybody look at my smart child and take notes

Mama had told Gigi that there was nothing and no one more dangerous than a man who refused to admit he was wrong.

Del tal palo, tal astilla 😌

“Um,” Camila said, grinning madly. “Your good luck charm is standing behind you.”

“Oh,” Camila said as she stared at the tiny gadget over Gigi’s shoulder. “Oh shit.”

Oh shit is correct! Oh shit very much!!!

It could get him kicked out of the institute.

Or it could keep you safe, TALK!!!!!

The shiver on his skin died almost immediately.

They were gone.

He felt it. He knew it.

David sighed. He stared at himself in the mirror. The one in front of his bed.

Cover that shit... you're not supposed to have mirrors in front of your bed, that's how the evil spirits get to you, my abuela told me this and she is always right!!!

Granted she also thinks that if you step on salt you will have bad luck and never get married sooo...

Magnus’ face was unreadable. “I’m sure it was just shadow market gossip.”

I need to know EVERYTHING about this prince like yesterday!!!!

Magnus laughed. “That’s a great theory. Except demons don’t poop.”

Also Chopin is a cutie pie and wouldn't do that to you!

“Don’t repeat what you heard from the faeries in the shadow market,” Magnus said.

But whyyyy??????????? 😫😫

Magnus’ cat eyes hardened as he looked at the tea again. “It wasn’t a ghost or a demon. Someone has been intentionally poisoning you.”

I KNEW IT!!!!!!!!!!!

“It seems Marcus has told us many misleading things,” Anjali said quietly.

I told you so!!!! Wait why am I getting so many things right so soon...!! Oh no... 😭 things are gonna get really bad, I can feel it!!

“Amor,” Rafael whispered. “You need to take a break.”

I agree!!! I'm worried about Anjali 😭

He should probably propose first.

Yeah, you should!! Also how do I get invited to an Indian wedding?? There are not a lot Indians in Venezuela 🥲

“Take selfies?” Rafael shrugged. “That’s what Max does.”

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Marcus strode into the living room, seemingly not in the mood for small talk. “I assume you’ve invited me here to reconsider your decision about my proposal.”

Listen here you little shit!!!! 😡😡😡😡

He knew their history. He knew their world. He knew the law.

He just didn’t care.

What had happened was not a mistake.

I told you he is an evil bitch but you never listen to me!!!!!!! Kill him NOW!!!!!!

Marcus gives me republican vibes, if he were in TLND he would be one of those evil senators that work for the NRA 🤬🤬🤬

“No,” Marcus whispered, pointing the gun. “You can’t take the shadow world from me.”

“Should we have removed his sight?” Rafael sighed. “Why give him another chance? We should have just-”

Yes!! Yes you should have!!! Sometimes you need to be those people!!! Not only demons are evil you should know this by now!!!!!

He felt the weight of the ring all over his chest.

He looked at her.

He smiled.

O mai gaaaaa!!! It's happening!!!!

Nooooo!! What is that?!?!?!?!

“It’s Nicolas Thorn,” Anjali said. “He is coming to Idris.”

Finally!!!! 🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼

Next week, a hot new warlock enters the villa!!! I can't wait... next Tuesday is my birthday so I'm gonna claim chapter 9 as my birthday present, you have been warned homies!!!

Thank youuuu Dani!!!! I swear this story feels like a suspense movie!!! I LOVE IT!!!!! 💚💚💚💚

Hi, Alex 💚

I had an incredibly stressful day and your ask was one of the few things that put a smile on my face today.

Thank you so much. SO MUCH.

AND I AM SO EXCITED FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY OMG. WE'RE GONNA HAVE FUN!

Love you 🥺

#lbaf

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Pt 2: Searching for Spector

word count: 2k

warnings: major violence, language, fem!reader

summary: We get a look at Steven. And then we’re reminded of a not so happy moment.

first part here

a/n: I’m still building our world and trying to give the reader some backstory. I promise there will be interactions next chapter. I guess I should tag this as slow burn too. 😔 also I don’t have DID and I don’t know anyone that does. I’m going based off the show canon and stuff that I’ve read from other creators. Please give me feedback!!

Steven jolts awake, a little yelp leaving his mouth. Looking around, he realizes he’s home. A sigh of relief escapes him. How silly was he for thinking that he was truly falling from a cliff, obviously that wasn’t real. His brows furrow, but it felt so real. He felt the cold, harsh wind pushing against him as gravity pulled him down. His body felt like a bus had run him over. He does what he does whenever he feels strange and chalks it up to sleep deprivation. He lies back down, letting his breathing go back to normal until he notices how bright it is outside and the time that the clock shows him.

“Oh, Donna’s gonna have my head on a spike.” Throwing himself out of bed, he quickly goes through his morning routine.

He only falters for a second when he notices a deep purple mark across his ribs, a stark contrast against his tan skin. That’s the spot where he got hit in his dream. He frowns, before deciding to push this to the back of his mind. He’ll deal with it after work.

Five minutes later, he’s throwing a quick “later, Gus!” over his shoulder, before he’s out the door with only ten minutes left to get to work.

Stevens enters the museum sprinting. He dodges past the tourists, who are all meandering around getting ready for tours. He skids around the children, throwing gummies at each other, and makes it to his sales counter only two minutes late. He feels proud of himself for it.

“You’re late!” Donna’s shrill intrusion into his ears causes him to drop his shoulders.

She takes in the bags under his eyes and his tousled hair.

She smirks. “Thrilling night? Stevie you dog.” She pops her gum, adding to Stevens’s irritation.

“It’s Steven, Donna, with an n at the end, not Stevie. And not that it’s your business, but no, it wasn’t a thrillin' night.” His words are harsh as he starts tidying the area.

“Well Steven,” she overpronounces his name and emphasizes the ‘n’ at the end of his name. “If you’re late again this week, you’ll be Steven with a write-up.”

Steven glares daggers into her back as she walks away, her heels clacking across the marble of the museum floor.

Work was going as it always does. He sold the public candies, plushies, and other historically inaccurate knickknacks. He scrapped gum off a sarcophagus and tried his hardest not to get jealous of the tour guides.

Towards the end of the day, Steven began feeling like he was being watched. He’s never felt like that before. He looked around but couldn’t find a pair of eyes on him. Shaking it off as being sleep-deprived again, he got back to work and tried his hardest not to let his hair stand on end.

This feeling caused Marc to stir and co-front. Usually, when Steven fronted, he used that as the time to get some sleep, not wanting to risk fronting at Steven’s place of work. He viewed the room when Steven looked around, his eyes trained to find prying eyes, unlike Steven’s. But just like Steven, he couldn’t find the source of the feeling.

Prior to the past few months, Steven used to feel a weight lift from his shoulders at the end of the work day. But now the walk home is filled with dread as he realizes he’ll have to go to sleep. Which will most likely lead to him having a weird dream or waking up wearing a shirt he didn’t even know he owned. Life had gotten so confusing and draining lately. He dreaded sleeping, he honestly dreaded being home sometimes.

Steven dragged his feet as he walked through the shopping square. He tossed a coin into his golden friend’s hat but didn’t stop. He continued trudging towards his apartment. Lost in his dreary state, it left him vulnerable. Having no clue you were behind him, let you follow him directly to his apartment building.

Approaching the building you relax your stride, blending in with the small crowd gathered at the bus stop. You watched as Marc crossed the street and opened the door to the building. Staying hidden between two buildings, you waited to see if he’d come back out. You wondered if he knew you were down here and if he knew that you had followed him. Letting time pass, you realize he wasn’t coming back down. Turning away from your hiding spot you make your way down the street to the cafe you had seen.

Entering the cafe reminded you of how long it had been since you had eaten. Focusing all your attention on Marc had caused you to forget the basic need for food. Grabbing your coffee and a sandwich, you got comfortable at a booth that looked over into the street. Gazing out the window, you quickly begin drowning in your thoughts about Marc.

Seeing him at the museum, you quickly noticed how he tried to make himself appear small like he didn’t want anyone to notice him. The way he kept his eyes focused on the counter in front of him and the way he fidgeted with his fingers as he spoke to customers. He left you confused about how he was the same guy you saw in those videos a few days ago.

You stayed in the small shop, enjoying the comforting ambiance, even after you had finished eating. The day had faded into night, letting the moon make its way above the city. You figured that the best way to watch Moon Knight in action was for night to fall. This mission wasn’t any different from others you’ve had, except the outcome was unclear. In the past, the objective was clear: track down the targets, get information, turn them into S.H.I.E.L.D. or if it came down to it put them down. With Marc, you weren’t sure what side he was on. You didn't doubt that you'd be able to figure out his motives quickly, but you weren't a big fan of going into a situation without a clear picture of the person. It left you with a lingering sense of uncertainty.

Leaving the cafe, you head to the hotel to the right of Marc’s apartment building.

“Good evening, any rooms left on the top floor tonight?”

The teenage boy working behind the counter doesn’t care enough to look up at your question. He just begins tapping buttons.

“Yeah, it’s 130 pounds, and that’s just for one night.” The dull voice makes you smile. At least you know he doesn’t care enough to remember your face.

“Sounds great here.” Sliding over enough to cover the cost for tonight and extra as a tip for him.

“Keep the change. Night.”

He gives no response as you take the hotel key and walk towards the elevator.

Once in the room, you take to the large window that looks over the area. It gives a decent view of the right side of the apartment building. You pull the curtains so they cover the outer portion of the window, and let the blinds open just enough so you can see out but no one could see in. Sliding the brown cushioned chair over to in front of the window, you get settled in for a long night.

There hasn’t been any movement. Hours have gone by and the only interesting thing you’ve seen has been two rats fighting over pizza. Glancing at the clock, you see the red numbers staring back saying 3:00 AM. You rub your eyes, thinking back to the last time you did a stakeout.

You watched as the front people of the group exchanged bags full of cash for crates of alien tech. After the battle of Wakanda, weapon dealers somehow got their grimy hands on the leftovers. They quickly got spread around and were making rounds on the streets. There have been multiple situations where crimes like bank robberies have turned horrible just because of some Chitauri weapons. Waiting for the exchange to be over, you let the guys take the money and leave. You’re only here for the fucks that bought the guns. You’ll deal with the seller later.

You aim the small firearm at one man behind the van, letting him open the door before you pull the trigger. The silencer and your distance let the assassination remain silent. You leave your post and sprint to where the rest of the group struggles to move the extra large crates. Taking a rope, you loop it around someone’s legs and yank, pulling them towards your shadow-cloaked figure. Slamming the guy’s head into the ground with extreme force, he goes limp without screaming. Before anyone has the chance to notice where their friend has vanished, you’re up on the rafters on the underside of the bridge. Once they notice he’s gone, they freeze. The panic looks back and forth before they huddle together, trying to figure out what to do. They have no clue who, where, or what you are. They have no upper hand, so they try to make one.

“You must be dumb! These guns are so powerful they’ll dust your ass!”

You’ve never understood why they try to talk while fighting, not that it’s beneath you but, there are more pressing matters at hand. You don’t strike yet. Letting them get anxious, turning their backs to each other.

There it is. The perfect moment. Where they let a gap form between them, with just enough room so you can land between them and finish them. Tossing down a smoke bomb, you soon follow it. As it fills the area with smoke, you unleash hell upon them. Grabbing one by the jaw, you flip them over your shoulder. Hearing the double snap of bone and then the body hitting the ground, you know you can move on. Kicking the next guy in the legs, you wait for him to fall before brandishing your knife and slashing across Adam’s apple. He gargles as he tries to hold his throat. Taking your foot, you nudge him backward, letting him flop before turning to the next person.

They stare eyes so far open, mouth fully gaped as they take in the scene that happened in front of them. As you stalk towards her, she tries to move away from you, but there’s nowhere for her to go.

“Don’t-don’t do that to me! They forced me into this! Please, you don’t understand!” Dropping to her knees with shaky hands and a raspy voice. She lies.

“You’re such a coward. So pathetic and ashamed of yourself that you’d rather pretend to be some lackey. When in reality you’ve been the one setting up the meetings. Hazing new recruits and even finding suppliers that have the weapons you want.” You scoff.

“Stand up!” She makes no effort.

“Now!” Grabbing her arms, you pull her to her feet.

“Show me all the information that you have saved. Every hard drive, backup file, written plans, and written information. All of it. And if you even think of lying or hiding anything, I’ll give you worse treatment than them.”

Movement on the street causes you to be brought out of the depths of your mind. You hold your breath as you watch a man exit the building. As he turns away from you, he stretches his legs and breaks into a steady jog. It’s not Marc. There’s no curly hair or tan skin. Your shoulders sag in disappointment as you sigh. You know you need at least three hours of sleep and the museum Marc works at doesn’t open until 8. You think for a moment before coming up with a new plan.

You’ll get some sleep and then, once the museum opens, you’ll go in and speak with Marc. The plan sounds good enough to you in your sleepy state that you decide that you’re done brainstorming. Switching into loose-fitting clothes before climbing into bed. The mattress is hard and the sheets tug at your skin in a way that you didn’t know sheets could. Huffing out a small non-humorous laugh, you put your head down with your last thought being a very cynical.

Mmm, Home Sweet Home.

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