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sturn1olo-ffics · 7 months

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- VIOLET -

- Matt Sturniolo x Fem Reader (she/her pronouns used)

- Warnings: making out, pining, profanity, use of y/n; NOT PROOFREAD

- About: Reader has a huge crush on Matt but figures the feelings weren’t mutual due to a caption of his on Instagram. That is, until he shows up to her apartment and those thoughts are turned around.

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(Y/N’s POV):

I’ve liked Matt for as long as I can remember. And the only person who knows that is Nick. Partially because I told him and partially because he could tell. I mean everyone could tell, right? There were edits of us all over social media shipping us… he had to have known… right?

Wrong.

Matt was the most oblivious person I have ever met in my entire life. You could outright tell him you love him and he still wouldn’t pick up that you have a crush on him.

Matt was my best friend and we told each other everything. Well maybe not everything since I still hadn’t told him about my crush on him.

It was a chilly Friday night in October and I was scrolling through my Instagram feed. I come across a post from a super gorgeous girl that Matt follows with the caption: “The after party”

I didn’t think too much about it, it was just a normal Instagram post. That is, until I came across Matt’s recent post with the caption: “Was on Wilson and 73rd”

The Color Violet by Tory Lanez. One of my favorite songs. Why was he matching captions with this gorgeous girl on Instagram?? Why didn’t he tell me he was talking to someone?? My heart sank into the floor.

“Nick-” I called him, tears slipping out of my eyes on the other side of the phone.

“Hey y/n- what’s wrong??” He could tell by my voice that I was upset.

“Can you just come over?” I replied quickly.

“Let me ask Matt if he can take me. I’ll text you babe.” He ended the call.

I winced a little when Matt’s name left his mouth. Why was I hurting this much? Was this just a crush or something more?

(NICK��s POV):

“Matt! Can you take me to y/n’s house right now? She seems upset and wants me to come over.” I asked Matt.

“Is she okay?? What’s wrong?? What’s going on??” Matt threw way too many questions on me all at once.

“Why the fuck are you questioning so much? With the amount of care you have for her you’d think you were like in love with her or some shit.” I joked.

“Shut the fuck up Nick.” He snapped.

“Woah- Mattitude. You don’t have to get mad, it’s not like you like her or anything.” I stepped back before he could shove me.

“I-” Matt started, but everything clicked in my head.

“WOAHHH WAITTTT DO YOU LIKE HER?” I excitedly raised my voice.

“NICK SHUT UP BRO HOLY FUCK” Matt screamed at me.

“You should tell her.” I giggled.

“Tell her what?” Matt questioned.

“That you like her? What else dumb fuck?” I started grabbing my things.

“Nick it’s not like that- okay maybe it is a little bit but I’m not telling her. Go get in the car.” Matt replied.

I grabbed my stuff and headed towards the car before me and Matt got in and drove to y/n’s.

(Y/N’s POV):

I heard a car pull up and immediately knew it was Nick.

“The front door’s unlocked.” I text him.

After seeing Matt pull off, I hear Nick make his way up the stairs and down the hall to my room.

“What’s wrong? You good?” Nick questioned upon entering my room.

“Dude I literally just saw Matt have a matching Instagram caption with this really really pretty girl and I’m having an anxiety attack which I don’t even know why because it’s not like he even would like me back anyway-” Nick cut me off before I could continue.

“Ok first, breathe exercise, remember? Second, what?” Nick asked, obviously concerned.

I showed him the posts.

“Y/n, babe, her post was an entire day after his was posted. He doesn’t even know her in real life. She probably just copied his caption to make it look like that.” He laughed.

The weight on my chest instantly lifted.

“There is no way I got that worked up over a misunderstanding.” I laughed along with him.

“Also, what makes you think Matt doesn’t like you?” He started interrogating me.

“Girl be for real.” I ran my hands through my hair.

“I am being for real.” He stated.

“He just wouldn’t, I know.” I laughed.

The conversation soon drifted to what our Halloween plans were and what we should do for a Thanksgiving video, ending with Nick leaving my apartment when Laura came to pick him up for a meeting.

That conversation with Nick honestly made me feel relieved, even though it didn’t get rid of my crush on Matt, which I wish would’ve happened.

I had just finished dinner, turned the LED lights in my apartment to a violet color, and pressed play on a Halloween movie when I heard a knock at my door.

“Hey” Matt said breathlessly as I opened the door.

“Matt?” I was so confused.

“Can I come in?” He asked.

“Yeah, of course. It’s chilly out there.” I giggled.

We sat down on the couch before continuing the conversation.

“Y/n I’m gonna get straight to the point. I love you. It’s you. It’s always been you. It always will be. And I know you don’t feel the same but-” I didn’t even let him finished before I spoke.

“Can I kiss you?” The words fell out of my mouth and I was almost embarrassed.

“Please.” Matt responded with a deep breath.

The kiss was passionate and hungry, like we had been parted for years.

His hands made their way to my waist, guiding me closer to him, while my hands roamed his hair.

Breaking away from the kiss, I responded: “I love you too” before tilting my head and deepening it.

After a few minutes, we pulled away and leaned back on the couch.

“Please be my girlfriend.” He begged.

“I thought you’d never ask.” I responded, smiling.

“Wow these purple lights are a really good touch in your apartment.” He laughed.

“Bro I know they’re so cool.” I giggled along with him.

I think I’m gonna keep my LED lights on violet more often.

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A/N: On a real note guys I’m so tired so I’m sorry if that was ass. Anyway, thought I’d feed y’all another fic. Peace and love 😗

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bloodreddemons · 4 months

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Hazbin Hotel Episode 1-4 Hot Takes! ~

They finally dropped. They are finally here, and I have A LOT to say. (Good & the bad, my opinions of course.)

Episode 1 was kinda boring and it just seemed overall weird and off. It didn't really pick back up that well, or align with the pilot too much, and the pilot slapped.

I feel like for those who haven't seen the pilot would be so confused with what is going on or who the characters even are. It feels like you also have to do a bit of digging to actually figure out other details.

I wasn't expecting to like Adam he was funny asf and I loved his singing. Love Alex Brightman he's great.

I can see what people are saying now when they were talking about the premise changing or being different, it definitely seems that way. It just feels like it's all over the place and there's multiple things happening at once. A bit confusing.

Charlie just looks weird to me I don't know why, I kinda like how she used to look.

Sir Pentious new voice is better. Again, love Alex Brightman. Lol.

Loser, Baby, Hell is forever, Poison, & Respectless are the best songs so far. Stayed Gone is ok too tho.

I'm interested in finding out why Lilith & Alastor were gone for like 7 years. I wonder where they went and it just makes me wonder if the war against heaven was possibly planned?? 🤔

I love Brandon Roger's but I didn't really like him as Katie Killjoy I think I liked the other VA. I just don't hear Katie, I hear Bryce Tankthrust.

I wish Vivzie designed Sir Pentious with more of a steampunk look since that's what era he's from so he's not wearing almost the same exact suit every other Overlord has.

Nifty is literally fucking iconic. I enjoyed her every time she was on screen even if it was for a short time. She's so funny.

I was expecting Vox & Valentino to have deeper voices but they still sounded great.

Velvette fucking ATE I was pleasantly surprised by her. I love her so much. She's my favorite of the VVV's and her singing is so good.

Charlie & Vaggie's fight wasn't that impactful, it kinda just came out of nowhere and seemed like something that should have happened way later. It didn't even seem like such a big deal either to be an argument.

I don't really like Vox as a person for letting Valentino treat Angel Dust the way he does. Just trash. He has to know about it.

Vox is just too obsessed with Alastor. He wants his cock soooo bad it's kinda crazy. It's the most fakest beef ever. Bad meat.

I like the new VA's they're amazing, but I do really miss the old ones. Most of them.

I think Vaggie's singing is better than Charlie's and that's fucked up because singing is like her whole thing.

Camilla killing the Angel wasn't that impactful because we don't really know who she is.

I don't really care to know how they will be trying to redeem people...idk I always thought that those parts would be boring.

So far I don't think the show was worth a 4 year wait....

Huskerdust WILL be canon at this rate. They might just be the best couple.

Charlie should have lit Valentino's ass up for treating Angel Dust the way he was. She shouldn't have listened to Angel and just fucked him up. Stop crying omfg!

I get that Husk & Angel are like in the same boat & all but....is being Alastor's minion really as bad as being constantly knocked around by Valentino?

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normanplusdaryl · 1 year

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You, you, you.

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader

Era: Season 10

Word count: 1.2k

Plot: After a long night, Daryl comes home and you decide he needs a little break.

Warnings: It's not smut but its implied? It's nothing explicit ig.

A/N: This is my second fic and I can not believe I'm actually doing this lmao, this is one of my favorite scenes on the show and I've always thought Daryl deserved someone who take care of him after a rough night. Thanks to my friend @weretheones for all the amazing help, I seriously couldnt have done it without u, muah!

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The dawn was beginning to come out when the gates of Alexandria came to Daryl’s sight, it had been a long night for him, where everything that could go wrong actually did.

The walk home was silent between the archer and his best friend, the only sound intercepting the thick tension were the grunts of the hooded whisperer trying to set himself free. This would end up really bad, he could feel it in his gut.

Daryl’s mind was spinning around what happened, trying to understand Carol’s actions. He knew she wasn't the same after what Alpha did, but after all these months he could only hope her grief was at least healing — he was clearly wrong. There was something he couldn't identify in her eyes, more than anger or revenge, something that scared him.

Gabriel saw them coming inside and hurried once he spotted their hostage.

“You put us all at risk!” he barked at Carol.

“We need to find that horde before it shows up in our gates” Carol replied.

“So you decided for all of us? Knowing what it could mean?” Gabriel angrily answered back.

“Don’t matter anymore, we still gotta fin’ them” Daryl's voice came from behind the livid father — “We will figure it out'” he stated, ending the discussion as he started to walk home, to his home. To you.

He opened the door slowly trying to be quiet, you were probably still asleep and he would be damned if he perturbed your very needed rest. Daryl placed his crossbow down on the table you reserved for it. “Come on baby!” you pouted, “This way you can always know where you left it and it’s easy for you to grab it on a run! It’s a win - win, don't you think?” Your eyes were so wide with excitement he couldn't say anything else but to peck your lips while nodding “Alrigh’” he simply answered.

The memory made him smile, then, it hit him. That was the reason why Carol’s intentions to stir things up scared the hell out of him: he was finally happy. After so many years of walking on eggshells just surviving, being with you gave his life meaning, and the idea of you being in danger for her impulsive actions unsettled him, he couldn’t lose you. Daryl sighed as he began to take his vest off, a fresh pair of clothes should be enough to remove the smell and fatigue from the night before.

“Hey, you’re back” your voice broke his thoughts. Daryl turned to you and his heart jumped. You were together for more than 6 months now and he still couldn't believe he was lucky enough to behold you like this.

“Msorry, didn't mean to wake ya, go back to sleep angel” he softly said.

You frowned, something was wrong. “What happened? Is everything ok?” you replied with a sweet tone in your voice.

He bit his bottom lip, staring at the window. “It’s Carol, she took one of em’ here, I, huh, helped her '' he wasn't certain why, but he felt ashamed as he spoke —“We will try to make him talk”.

Your mouth formed an “O” picking up on what troubled the archer. Alpha could take retaliation if she knew what happened. Shit.

“Come on baby” you softly said, raising your hand so he could take it. “We need to get you clean first”.

You led him to the bathroom. Unsure of what was happening he followed every step you made with the feeling of thousands butterflies in his stomach. The way his old shirt embraced every one of your curves barely covering your bottom made his heart race. He never thought getting a shower could be this exciting. Sitting on the sink, Daryl watched you unbutton his shirt very slowly, pecking at the skin revealed with every button that was undone. Soon, his broad chest was displayed and you smirked with satisfaction. Bringing your hands to his neck, you brushed his lips just a little and whispered “Let me take care of you, please”.

Daryl trembled, he didn't feel tired anymore.

Once you were satisfied with the temperature of the water, you took your robe off getting into the shower. Daryl couldn't help but stare as he got rid of his boxers, the sight of your naked body wasn't something he would ever get used to.

The hot water splashed against his ached body, making him gasp with delight. You chuckled at the action “I thought you didn't like showers, huh?” you teased him. “I like them with ya” Daryl sheepishly answered.

Your eyes traced his whole body searching for injuries that might need more than just some cleaning, to your relief, there wasn't anything new. Taking a sponge, you delicately started to wash his chest, paying extra attention to every one of his scars, caressing them gently, wishing they could disappear along with his pain, just like the soap with the water. Daryl’s eyes were glued to the action, feeling a warm sensation spreading over his broad frame, god, he loved you.

“I know you’re worried” he looked into your eyes, listening to your words closely, “But I need you to understand, whatever happens, I’m here for you, we can always fight together” You placed his hand on your left breast, “Do you feel it? My heart beating?” Daryl nodded, lost in the sensation of your soft skin against his rough hand.

You kissed him deeply, wanting to make him forget about the troubles of the world he always felt the need to carry on his shoulders. “I love you Daryl” you whispered between kisses. Daryl felt like crying, he wasn't used to this kind of burning, unconditional love. “I love ya too” Daryl managed to answer, unable to concentrate in anything else but the feeling of your lips on his, you were the only thing in his mind. Every fiber of his body was consumed in you. You, You, You.

Soon, the steam from the hot water wasn't the reason the bathroom was boiling, it was the way you both got lost into each other until you became one.

Daryl came out of the house with his hair dripping, Gabriel approached him as soon as he spotted him.

“Did you take a shower?!” he said with a hint of surprise in his voice “I thought we were going to check on that whisperer guy?”

Daryl remained stoic to the father's questions but he felt himself blushing, just when he was about to brush him off Aaron caught up with them.

“Hey! We were looking for you!” he exclaimed, pointing at Daryl — “You showered?!” Aaron’s eyes widened with disbelief and Daryl left a frustrated grunt.

“Can't take a damn shower or what?” Daryl growled as he walked away from the two men with a hidden grin on his face.

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tyrantisterror · 4 months

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A Dozen Or So Great Vampire Ladies

Ok, so, on a mostly unrelated post the topic of good vampire ladies came up, and @bisexualdaikaiju suggested/challenged me to do a top 10 vampire women list. As a self-professed lover of vampire women, it felt like a challenge I couldn't back down from. But it is kind of challenging, for two kind of contradictory reasons.

First, while there are MANY female vampires in fiction, most of them feel like afterthoughts, getting far less characterization than their male counterparts, who more often than not are the star villains of the show. When these supporting lady vampires do get something to do, it's generally the same role: make their human lovers sad when they rise from the dead as a monster that has to be killed, an emotional beat that is often undercut by a lot of these vampire women not getting much characterization to endear them to us before they died. Everyone wants to have the Lucy Westerna plot beat from Dracula but they don't want to do the work that Bram did to make Lucy lovable. The lady vamps who get to step out of Lucy's shadow are rare - but that just makes them all the more wonderful.

The second problem is that, since this is an obsession of mine that few seem to share (there are lots of vampire fans, but man do the boy vamps get to hog the spotlight among them), I've done a lot of scattered thinking about it and I just know I'm bound to forget at least one excellent lady vampire character that should be here. And whittling it down to ten, and trying to rank them? That's too hard! My thoughts are too mercurial to do that reliably in a way I don't forget!

So instead here's a list of, like, a dozen or so lady vampires that I think are just fucking stellar, many of which I think break the mold of what pop culture makes us expect lady vampires to be. It is not ranked - I love all these characters more or less equally, and think it's a lot more interesting to see how they take their archetype in different directions than to figure out which one is "best" of the lot.

Carmilla Karnstein

I'm going to start with the most famous literary female vampire, Mircalla Karnstein from Carmilla. I think she might be the first vampire to have an unhealthy obsession with using anagrams of her real name as aliases, though I'm sure now that I've typed that someone will find an earlier example to school me. She's also the one who popularized the idea of lady vampires being extremely sapphic, with an arguably genuine romantic affection for her female victims. She's got well-deserved clout, basically, and like Dracula has been adapted countless times and reinterpreted in some excellent ways. My favorite screen Carmilla is Ingrid Pitt's take, which captures her fierceness, passion, and tragic nature so well.

2. Amy from Fright Night

Ok, we're having one Lucy Westerna knockoff on this list, but as Lucy knockoffs go, Amy is one of the best. It actually helps that she spends 90% of her movie as a human, because we get to know and love her so much before she turns monstrous. And once she does...

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It is pants-shittingly terrifying. I will never stop raving about the vampire designs in this movie - they made their "game faces" so fucking monstrous and I feel like in a better world this would be the standard ever since, especially since they still gave the vampires pathos while making them so ghastly when they've got their feeding faces on.

3. Drusilla

Buffy the Vampire Slayer had a bunch of vampire characters, and to its credit they did a decent job of making the ladies just as distinct as the gents. Harmony and Darla could both have made this list, but my favorite was always Drusilla, who was so traumatized before she became a vampire that it kind of overwhelms the demon spirit inside her. Like, bare minimum thing to make a lady vampire more interesting than 90% of other female vampires in fiction: give her at least one personality trait, preferably an interesting one, outside of being a vampire. Drusilla's fun, and she survives the entire series after dumping her boyfriend to be a single female vampire. Good for her.

4. Ruby from Scary Godmother

Ok look I am a fake Scary Godmother fan but kudos to the artist of the books for making a lady vampire who's very clearly of the nosferatu mold and is also explicitly benign and sweet. A+ vampire lady character design. I hope it doesn't awaken anything in me.

5. Nadja

What We Do in the Shadows is excellent at finding new takes on vampires in general - it even made me actually like Psychic Vampires as a concept, a feat I thought was impossible - but goddamn do I love Nadja specifically. She's got a distinct personality as vampire ladies go, being very confident and self-assured while also being a complete fucking goober (it is a comedy, after all). She's perfectly capable of being terrifying AND hilarious, often at the same time. A vampire girl failure, in the parlance of our site. I love her.

6. Lady Dimitrescu

I know that she's apparently only in a fourth of the game, but it's still pretty great that Resident Evil 8 decided its mascot villain - its equivalent of the Tyrant, G, Nemesis, etc. - would be the hottest woman I've ever seen a milf an 8 foot tall lady vampire. She's not dainty and willowy like most lady vamps in fiction - not an ambush hunter - but rather HUGE and capable of tossing a human around like a rag doll. She's a physical powerhouse and she looks fine feminine while doing it. Despite being an unabashed blood-sucking monster, she still has enough depth and complexity to have important relationships (like a genuine love for her "giant mass of hive mind flies" daughters), and also she gets to have an awesome transformation into a fungal vampire dragon, which is rad as hell. Also goddamn, her fashion sense is immaculate.

7. Hecate from Hellboy

"Hey, she's not a vampire! She's a goddess! That doesn't count!" Fuck you, my list, my rules. Hecate posits herself as the progenitor and mother of vampires, she drinks blood, and her main form in the comic is as a sicknasty lamia version of the iron maiden used by Elizabeth fucking Bathory, if she doesn't count as a vampire, nothing should. She is the concept of a vampire amped up to maximum capacity, a major mythological figure and an awesome villain.

...also I lowkey shipped her and Hellboy when I was a teenager. They could have made it work!

8 - 12. Carmilla and her girl squad from Castlevania

I suppose I could have counted Castlevania's Carmilla as an adaptation of Miss Karnstein - they're both basted out of Styria, both sapphic, and it's clear she's meant to be an adaptation of the former, just as the Dracula of this show is meant to be a take on Bram's famous vampire. But ultimately they're VERY different characters in the grand scheme of things - Castlevania's Carmilla has none of the tenderness and vulnerability of her literary counterpart, instead being full of barely restrained fury. She is an excellent villain, complex enough to be interesting but thoroughly despicable enough to make it VERY satisfying when she bites it.

I also love her girl posse... in concept, at least. They've all got great designs and the groundwork of interesting characters, but of the the three, only Lenore, the waifish redhead, gets to do much of note. The two on the edges kind of just show up for a few scenes and then bail before the plot catches up to them, doing very little of note - though at least the big hunky one gets one of the coolest fight scenes in the whole show.

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Back to Lenore though - she gets a really nice character arc, and manages to become one of the few sympathetic vampires in the series (while still doing a lot of monstrous shit - she is not a defanged vampire by any stretch). I think her death scene is one of the most moving moments in the series finale.

13. Seras Victoria

A good female vampire has at least one non-vampire part of her personality, right? Ok, so, Seras is:

the muscle in almost every scene she is, which is to say, the one absolutely beating the shit out of people while her allies run for cover

the perky henchman/morality pet of one of history's greatest monsters

the sole ray of sunshine in cast of edgy, cigar-chomping grizzled mercnaries and antiheroes she's been pressganged into fighting alongside

the victim of some HIDEOUS trauma even before her vampirization

the protege of a wise master who gets a full hero's journey arc, taking up his mantle at the end of the series

Like, I love her. She's the secret protagonist of Hellsing. She's got layers like an onion. The scene where she killed Zora Blitz reminded me why I love anime.

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(yeah it's the TFS version fuck you)

14. Youko Shiragami

My Monster Secret is not a horror manga. It is a romantic comedy about a bunch of idiots trying to keep painfully obvious secrets hidden and succeeding only because almost everyone around them is as dumb as they are, just in very different ways. It is a manga where an entire chapter can be summarized as "all the characters race to get the last McRib, using their various supernatural abilities to try and cheat their way to the front of the pack." It is one of the funniest and most heart-warming stories I have ever read, one of my favorite romances of all time, and an excellent piece of long form story-telling.

One of the two main characters is Youko Shiragami, a vampire girl who can't let anyone know she's a vampire or else her dad will pull her out of school. She desperately wants to have a normal life with friends and, like, school shenanigans, but her fear of people uncovering her secret and hating her is so immense that she's been isolating herself from everyone, accidentally torturing herself by being close to what she wants but unable to actually have it.

At least, until Kuromine, the other main character of the story, discovers her secret while trying to ask her out on a date. He ends up promising to keep her secret, and the two of them form a real friendship that blossoms into a very sweet romance, where Youko gets to display all her incongruous personality traits that go against what you'd expect of vampires - namely, that she's kind of a ditz, with an unrefined style of speech and a complete inability to be suave and seductive. She's a sweet, flaky goofball with a big heart, who just happens to drink blood and tan really quickly in the sunlight. There is no other vampire like her, and the world is richer for her being in it.

15. Marceline, the Vampire Queen

This list isn't ranked, but if it was, I'd put Marceline at the top. I think she is not only the most unique and deeply characterized lady vampire in fiction, but ranks right up there with Dracula in how she redefines the idea of what a vampire can be. Like, look at the forms she takes!

There are DOZENS of different monstrous shapes Marceline takes during Adventure Time's 9+ seasons of television, and any one of them would be a superb and memorable vampire on its own. And she's ALL of them. Just on a design standpoint, she is a standout. I think only Dracula himself could compete.

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But she also explores what the concept of what a vampire is in ways no other vampire in fiction can, in part because of the unique nature of Adventure Time's setting. In a world where humans are an extreme minority and most people are weird monsters, a vampire isn't that odd, so we get to explore what being a vampire means divorced from the comparison to "normal" human beings. There's the expected tragedy to Marceline, of course - she's a 16 year old who has been stuck in that adolescent state for hundreds of years, and much of her character arc over the show (including the magnificent vampire-centric storyline, "Stakes") focuses on the horror of being stuck in that transitional state, not quite a child but not quite an adult. Marceline struggles to mature, to understand herself and others, and her vampirism both keeps her distant from reaching those goals but also gives her a lot of time to figure out how to approach them when the opportunity arirves. Marceline goes from one of the most immature and selfish characters in the show to perhaps the most emotionally intelligent, blossoming into a sensitive and thoughtful person she could never have been without first becoming a creature that seems so inherently opposed to ever having those traits.

And she did it all in a children's show where she was rarely if ever allowed to actually drink blood - a problem the writers got around by having her suck the red color out of things, which is right up there with the Joker Venom from BTAS in terms of genius ideas spawned by children's show censorship.

Marceline is the GOAT.

#Vampire Ladies #Youtube

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pjoxreader · 1 year

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Mmmmm, i sent a request but im not so sure it processed though, since tumblr is a bit weird sometimes, so could i request a part two for the poly!solangelo x child of poseiden!reader? you know how in the last olympian percy an annabeth share an underwater kiss? well what if reader has like a secret hide out cave near cabin three but the only way to get to it is by going underwater, and its like really pretty, theres fairy lights, blankets, pieces of pearls and coral laying around, shells just here and there, jewelry, chest full of tresure(nobody knows where it came from probably from poseiden tho-(cause favoritism))and theres like this pocket of water where you get into and out of the cave, etc, etc, so reader decides to take solangelo underwater and into the hide out cave, the three of all explored the sea and then when they got to the cave, reader(whos still a merperson peeping out from the pocket of water) gifts the two the most beautiful pieces of pearl jewelry so they can all be matching and its just very very fluffy in general!!!!

poly!solangelo x child of poseidon!reader (merperson) part 2

-You could see Nico’s hesitation as you lead the two boys towards the lake. You had told them that you had a surprise for them. It's crazy to think that it had been a week since the three of you had been in a relationship and it had been nothing but bliss.

-Of course you had been friends before all of this but now that you were dating you wanted to show them your special spot. Normally this is where you would go if you wanted alone time, so it was very special to you. But you were willing to share it with them. “It’ll be ok I promise.” you reassure Nico, gently squeezing his hand before you jump off the dock into the water with a splash. -Will can’t help but laugh as he shields himself from the water, Nico getting the brunt of the splash but sighs heavily as if annoyed but you could see the faint smile on his face. “Guess it’s our turn!” Will yells as he jumps into the water pulling Nico with him by his hand. Both of them cause a large splash as well making you laugh happily.

-With both boys underwater you make a bubble of air for them to breathe. The last thing you wanted to do was drown your new boyfriends... Content with your work you take their hands leading them to the deep part of the lake through a hole at the bottom. That was where you kept your secret cave. The three of you make your way up into the cave that had fairy lights, blankets, coral and a beautiful treasure chest.

-”Wow…” Will says in amazement as their bubble pops once they reach the shore. You have to stay half in the water as you have your large tail. “This is my little hideout.” you explain with a smile seeing the two of them look around. “I know I call you a crow but you’re really selling it.'' Nico says as he lifts up some jewelry from your chest. “Hey!” you complain, making Will laugh.

-”It really is beautiful.” Will says with a kind smile that makes you blush. “This isn’t actually the only surprise I had…” the two of them do look back at you in curiosity. You dive going to your hiding spot and bringing back your gifts, a black pearl bracelet and a yellow one slipping the black one onto Nico’s wrist and the yellow onto Will’s. “There. I figured we should match…” you explain with a little blush.

-”I guess this means we’re official.” Nico says with a fond smile as he looks over the pearls. “Thank you, it really is beautiful.” Will says in hushed amazement. Nico and Will nod to each other and you can’t help but wonder what they have planned. That’s when Nico leans down kissing you gently on your lips. While your heart was fluttering and eyes wide open Will kissed you as well leaving you speechless for a few seconds as that was your first kiss, or well kisses. “W-Wait we have to do it again I had my eyes open.” you plead, making both boys laugh.

~Masterlist & Rules~

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caffeinemachine · 2 years

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Sunday Rituals

Summary: Spencer’s headaches return at the most inconvenient time. Right before the date he finally secured with Y/N. His mind clouded with pain and them being called away to a case, will he be able to apologize and still get the girl?

Content: Spencer Reid x Reader, Reader uses she/her pronouns, Y/N, bau!reader, Fluff, slightly angsty

Part two "Books and Bagels"

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READERS POV

I always loved Sundays. As a kid, it meant Sunday night dinners with my family. My Grandma cooked tons of delicious food and my cousins came over. After eating, we al cuddled together to watch movies on the couch. Now, since I moved away to Quantico, I don’t get to attend the weekly dinners, but I tried to substitute the feeling they gave me with a weekly ritual of my own.

A coffee and a bagel.

Each Sunday morning I walk to the bagel place on the corner of my street, and with my food secured I continue to my favorite cafe. It was owned by a sweet older lady and her husband. I had spoken to her a few times since becoming a regular there. Her husband was once a literary professor at Georgetown University, which is why the back walls were lined with tons of books. It always smelled like freshly brewed coffee and freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. They had an outdoor patio filled with flowers, and seating, inside was a variety of tables and chairs as well as couches. It was perfect.

And I knew Spencer would think so too.

Well, he would if he showed up.

I had waited at the doors of the bagel place for 15 minutes, but Spencer was never late. Then I figured maybe I got the plan wrong, he did have a perfect memory it’s not like he could have forgotten about our date. So I got my bagel and walked to the coffee shop alone, thinking we could have said to meet there. But again, I saw no sight of Spencer. Coffee in hand I sat at one of the tables lining the sidewalk out front. My eyes searched the street, but to no avail. No Spencer. He wasn’t coming.

My phone buzzed then, a group text from Garcia.

‘911 case to debrief, sorry my fine fabulous friends I have to cut your weekend short. Hotch said don’t worry about getting ready or anything and come straight in you’ll have time to go home before the plane but we need to run a threat analysis ASAP. Much love, see you guys soon.’

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SPENCER’S POV

I was woken up by the text from Garcia, my mind still aching slightly from the migraine that plagued me for the last few days. I was thankful it let up while I slept, not wanting to have dealt with it during a high-profile case like this.

I got ready quickly, getting to the BAU not more than 20 minutes after her text. I walked out of the elevator just as Garcia was walking down the hall. She let out a squeal, speeding up to grab my arm and pull me to the side before I could walk in. She looked at me with a wide smile and I wondered what could possibly make her so happy at a time like this. But the corner of her mouth dropped a bit before she asked,

“Where’s Y/n?” She looked at me expectantly and my brows furrowed.

“Um I’m not sure, she should be here soon.” She must have sensed my confusion at her questioning so she spoke up again.

Shrugging, “I just figured you would have come together. So, how did it go? Oh gosh please tell me it went well, I have been rooting for you two cuties since she joined our team!” I searched my mind for what she could be talking about, she just stood there looking at me expectantly.

“Garcia, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Her face dropped and I felt my heart beat pick up speed, why was she questioning me about Y/N? Was she ok? What am I missing?

She looked at me baffled, “Spencer, you and Y/N were meant to have a date this morning. Please, please tell me you didn’t forget.”

My stomach dropped to the floor as it all came rushing back to me. The bagel, the coffee, how excited she was to include me in her Sunday ritual, and how excited I was she agreed to go out with me. My mouth opened but I struggled to speak. The elevator dinged and I spun away from Garcia. Heart deflating at the sight of Y/N walking out. She looked beautiful. Her (h/c) hair was tied half back with a ribbon, a blue sundress clung and flowed perfectly off her body, a cardigan dawning her shoulders. But she also looks defeated. Her shoulders hung forward, eyes down as she walked. She looked up briefly, smiling at Garcia before looking at me with a look almost unreadable. But I saw the hint of disappointment, disappointment in me.

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SPENCER’S POV

LATER THAT WEEK

5 days and a serial bomber later, I had still not spoken to Y/N. Not to say I didn’t try, she simply ignored me every time I tried to speak to her and avoided me when I tried to approach her. I had gotten close once during the case when she got stuck with me driving her back to the hotel at night.

“Y/N I have to explain and apologize I-” My tone almost pleaded

“No.”

My breath stopped and I looked away from the road quickly to see her. She kept her eyes strictly forward. I had to get her to understand, I had to make her know I didn’t mean to hurt her.

“I never meant to-” I tried once more, but she cut me off again.

“I said no. We are here to work, and until that man is caught, I can’t be concerned with any other thoughts. Maybe when we get back, I will consider hearing you out.” Her eyes never strayed front the road in front of us as she spoke.

With that, I shut up. I would rather take my chances with her talking to me after the case than risk her never speaking to me again.

I didn’t bother her on the plane, she always listened to music while we flew. I was always curious about what she was listening to. It was now Thursday night, and to make up for cutting our weekend short and for all our good work. Hotch let us off until Monday.

I knew she didn’t want to speak to me, but I couldn’t have her mad at me for the rest of the weekend. So I was a light evil when I trapped her in the elevator with me, sneaking in just before the doors closed. She looked at me and scoffed, eyes then trained on the elevator doors while I kept my body facing her. I winced at how visibly upset she was with me and struggled with how to start my explanation. Maybe she didn’t want it, maybe this would only make things worse, maybe- Y/N leaned forward and pressed the button to stop the elevator.

“Go. Explain. Apologize. Whatever you were meaning to say do it now.” It shocked me, but I wasn’t going to waste the opportunity she granted me.

“For the past 6 weeks, I have been getting on and off migraines. They last for days at a time and I’ve been to multiple doctors and no one can find a medical explanation as to why. Last Thursday another one started and it worsened Saturday evening before finally letting up in my sleep. I was in so much pain I couldn’t think, I couldn't even read, It was truly a horrible day off- but anyway not the point, the point is I forgot about our date and I’m devastated I did. I was so excited that I was finally going out with you and I am so, so, sorry Y/N. I like you so much, and I beg you to please let me make it up to you.”

A beat of silence passed. All that was heard was my exasperated breathing from not taking a breath while taking. I tried to accept that she wouldn’t forgive me.

“A-are you ok now? Your migraine I mean, did it come back? Are you feeling ok?” Her voice was timid, and my eyes went wide to hear her speak.

“Yeah uh yeah I’m feeling better. I got prescribed medication from a doctor's appointment I had Saturday morning that’s been helping a lot. They still don’t know what's causing them but it's better than nothing.” She turned to face me as I spoke but she was looking down at her feet.

“I’m sorry you were in pain.” My heart chipped, everything I did and she’s still concerned for me. She was the kindest, most considerate person I knew, and it also made her an amazing agent.

“I’m sorry that I caused you any pain,” I admitted. Her beautiful (e/c) eyes locked onto mine then.

“I forgive you.” My mood skyrocketed at her words.

“Really?”

She shuffled her feet somewhat nervously, “ Yes. It sounds like a mistake and you didn’t intentionally stand me up.” Her lips pulled into a little smirk, “You can still make it up to me though.”

“Of course anything, whatever you want.”

Time seemed to slow as she stepped closer to me. Her hands found my forearms and she raised onto her toes to assist in bringing each other to eye level. I held my breath as her eyes flitted to my lips, mine doing the same. They looked pinkish and shiny and as she leaned forward and gently attached her lips to mine I understood why. The flavor of cherry rushed through my senses, my hands going to her waist as hers went to my neck, drawing each other closer. It was soft and passionate and everything I could have imagined and more. As we disconnected, our foreheads stayed touching. I felt her breathing against me and I never wanted her to be anywhere but this close to me. We both smiled as our eyes found each other again.

“You free Sunday?”

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Read part two to find out how their date went!

Part Two "Books and Bagels"

#spencer reid x you #spencer x reader #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader fluff #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid angst #spencer reid x reader angst

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gamerbearmira · 6 months

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Ayi Ayi Ayi I'm your little butterfly

Yeah I'm not letting this au go. Never. AND YOU'RE ALL GONNA SUFFER WITH ME❓❗

Jkjk but like. I did miss this au. Haven't done art in a while, and snippet even longer. So of course, I had to hook y'all up because why not. And I just really wanted to write some fluff. I was gonna write on how the dogs disappeared with magic. And the family started freaking out.

But why write angst...whem...fluff...

Lea get it

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Camilo and Mirabel giggled as Nico and Milargo wrestled around on the grass in Mirabel's room. Camilo, once again, managed to sneak into her room. Yeah, he wasn't supposed to be there. But it never stopped them. The two puppies, who follow their owners around, were no different.

After watching them for a while, Camilo's eyes drifted to Milargo. He then remembered the painting of their Abuelo, Pedro, and his dog, Mariposa. He never realized it but...Milargo held an uncanny resemblance to Mariposa. Of course, their dog breeds look similar, but look very similar. It was almost scary.

"Hey, Mira?" Camilo asked, looking over at Mirabel, who was laughing as she looked at Camilo.

"Yeah?" She asked, adjusting her glasses as she looked between the two puppies and her primo.

"Did Milargo always have that butterfly mark on his ear?" Camilo pointed towards the small golden puppy, and Mirabel's eyes followed his finger. She saw the butterfly mark upon his fur and nodded.

"Oh yeah! Milargo, come here!" Mirabel called, and Milargo and Nico parted, darting over to their respective owners. Milargo squeezed under Mirabel's arm, and Nico scrambled onto Camilo's head. Mirabel gently held Milargo's ear, lifting it. "This?"

"Yeah, that right there! Has it always been there?" Camilo scooted closer, Nico's eyes looking down at their slightly younger puppy.

"Yup! It's been there since he came on my ceremony. I think it's a birthmark," Mirabel shrugged, looking down at her little puppy, who looked up at her with wide eyes. "I always thought it made him feel more like my dog. And butterflies are my favorite animal."

"Butterflies aren't an animal, that's a bug," Camilo corrected.

"I still like 'em," Mirabel shrugged.

"Well...you know Abuelo's dog, right?" Camilo questioned, and Mirabel nodded.

"Yeah, Mariposa," Mirabel said, remembering the painting in the hall.

"I noticed something about her and Milargo," Camilo mumbled, his small fingers gently touching the mark on Milargo's ear. "I mean, besides the fact that they both look almost like the same dog, Mariposa also has a butterfly mark on her ear."

Mirabel blinked before her eyebrows furrowed in thought. Her eyes widened in realization and she nodded her head in agreement. "Now that I think about it...they do! I think it's on the same ear too, right?"

Camilo smiled, and Nico yipped at Milargo. "Yeah! Hey...do you think Abuela noticed?"

Mirabel looked down at Milargo, who barked at her, then Nico. "Hm...I don't think so," Mirabel then lit up, and looked towards Camilo. "Should I show her?"

Camilo nodded his head eagerly, beaming. "Of course! She always looks sad when she looks at pictures of Abuelo and Mariposa, so maybe if you show her that she and Milargo look alike, she won't be so sad!"

Mirabel was on board with his plan. That had to work. After all, their abuela seemed to like all the dogs. Of course, Ophelia, who was their abuela's dog also liked all of the dogs, but that was a given, right? But Alma was the only one who had seen Mariposa when she was living.

"You gotta give me credit though. Cause I figured it out first," Camilo said and Mirabel rolled her eyes.

"Or you could just come with me," Mirabel said in an "isn't that obvious" kind of way. Camilo blinked before nodding.

"Oh yeah," Camilo muttered and Mirabel laughed

"We should do it tomorrow, ok?" Mirabel looked at her primo who nodded.

"Yeah. This will totally make abuela happy," he smiled, looking at his younger cousin.

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SO WHAT DO WE THINK...

No but genuinely I really do like this au 😭 I did the drawing because 1, I wanted to. And 2, I've been wanting to have a color scheme for the dogs, just because it's easier than having to look it up everything. Especially Milargo, but also Nico.

Also I have this. Stupid running joke (that I only find funny) when Nico, at some point, is on Camilo's head. Even when they're older, and Nico is bigger. IT STILL HAPPENS. Camilo doesn't find him heavy, and if anyone asks where he is, he'll be like "Oh yeah idk" and Nico is just. On his head 💀

OK THAT'S IT <333 ALSO HAPPY THANKSGIVING 🗣🗣🗣🗣🐕🐕🐕🦅🦅🦅🦅

#my asks #my asks are open #encanto #encanto au #au #encanto mirabel #encanto alma #encanto Camilo #encanto pedro #dogs and doors #dogs and doors au #PEDRO MENTIONED RAHHHHHH #i seriously love them so much #and this au #so rad #so cool

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divinityiswasted · 2 years

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Good morning Divinity Fans

Here's the copy of the project I've been working on for the past few months a copy of practically every line of divinity all in a nice convenient zip file. Wanna hear Sebille call you a "good girl", I've got it. Wanna hear every line Dallis the Hammer says, good on you it's here! Wanna try to figure out every word from the narrator I am praying for your health but it's here all in this zip. It's all available for download for any of you for, all of you (please download it i worked really hard ;-;). I wanted to do something that shows my love for the game and this felt like the perfect way to do it. Doing something that makes every Divinity's fans life a little easier.

Here's that link if you don't wanna listen to me ramble on forever: Clickety Click here

TLDR: Today is my birthday and I wanted to make a present for DOS2 fans that we could all enjoy. Here's a copy of a majority of the voicelines of the game. Ifan fans I made us a special treat in having sorted practically every single line he has. The read more has more information on the process.

Ok good still here? Awesome, so in a desperate attempt to 1.) hear Ifan's voice on repeat and 2.) feed my own brainworms to make headcanons I set out in August to create a folder that contained a majority of the sound files in DOS2. My original goal was to document and file every single line ever. To tell you what Act a line took place in and transcribe what was said.

That said there are over 40,000 lines in divinity original sins 2 and that should tell you that this was a pipe dream at best. Additionally there's another problem with that plan...for the origin characters (as well as the narrator) you have to know them like the back of your hand. For example Ifan, in total, has roughly 3,000+ singular audio files. Compare that to say Lucian who has 60. You see what kind of hole I got my self into. Additionally each file will originally be named something to the effect of: "va26a1efbcdc84cf3a7b2b2f9544add6f_h00be3e4eg3a2bg4054g83e9gbd03043a6c52.ogg" and originally there were no folders what so ever. So for every origin character and character I found interesting I made them a folder like so:

And for Ifan fans I combed through every line of audio noting the Act and transcribing what I could of each line. (I'm not perfect some of these I could be off I'd like to note some files may happen in more places than once as well) The final result is what you'll see here:

This took months ngl and I thought it'd be a breeze because Ifan's my favorite godwoken. (hehe see what I did there?) So of 3,000+ files I don't know about 600 of them. I cannot do that for anyone else. I'd probably be able to get the major lines of each character but I'd be missing out on a lot of that because I can't guess things for Red Prince as well as I can guess for Ifan.

So for people that have some brainrot and some time please feel free to take on a character and organize their dialogue I'd be happy to update the total folder with notes and new files.

I am tired my fingers hurt my brain hurts my partner probably has placed a missing ad for me disappearing at night to work on this. If you have any questions please feel free ask I'm happy to troubleshoot and explain what I can!

Thank you for listening and:

#dos2 #divinity original sin 2 #ifan ben mezd #sebille #lohse #red prince #beast #fane #;-; thank you all for listening it means alot sorry if i rambled too much #(finally done!)

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munv · 1 year

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𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗜 𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗡 𝗔 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘?

The way I already have an idea for the twst series that I got on a wednesday at like 2:55 AM specifically is crazy

Tag list is growing at a rapid capacity! Let’s keep the pace going

“SORRY! I SAID I’M SORRY! I’LL WITHDRAW FROM THE MISSION AND QUIT BEING A CURSE USER TOO”

Meanwhile you and suguru had payed no mind to the man yelling for forgiveness on your phones. Yes you had ended up on a first name bases somehow. Things happened.

“Hey suguru check this out” A wave of electricity came from your hands and shocked the man. “Hm, you think he’d shut up for a while if i let out a full one?”

“No idea. We won’t know until we try though right?” he said with a sadistic smirk.

“I KNOW YOU BOTH CAN HEAR ME”

“A curse user rice farmer?..” he said with a confused face. “As if.”

“SEE?! YOU CAN HEAR M-” he was cut off when another wave of electricity had hit him, he let out a painful scream. “Please shut up..” you said with a tick forming on your head.

Suguru then got a message and checked his phone. “WHAT CAN BRATS LIKE YOU DO ANYWAYS? WE HAVE VAYER!” he supposedly boasted. “THE STRONGEST Q SOLDIER”

You were caressing riko’s hair as her head was layed on your lap while Misato was laying on your shoulder. The both of them fast asleep.

“Hey.” suguru cut off the man’s rant. He extended his arm to show the soldier his phone. “Is this Vayer?” His eyes widened and sweat dripped down his face.

“Yeah..that’s vayer”. The picture in honor was Gojo with the vayer in question beaten to a pulp in the background as the white haired male held up a peace sign.

Walking down a hallway was you, suguru, and gojo.

“Should we take her to a doctor?”

“Are you really asking that with the situation we are in right now?” you said slapping the male in the back of his head.

“Ow! N/N what was that for?”

Without noticing due to all the noise riko woke up. “Oh, you’re awake” said gojo.

Being completely off guard once again he was slapped in the face by Riko , she took her distance from them taking a..very odd pose. “YOU JERK! IF YOU WANT TO DIE SO BADLY WHY DON’T YOU GO FIRST?”

You and suguru started snickering in the background unable to contain your laughter. “You got a-” you started wheezing, “picture of that right?!” you said trying to hold back a rolling fit of laughter as the male beside you held up a picture of gojo getting slapped.

Geto composed himself just as quick “Hey riko don’t worry, we’re not here to abduct you.”

“Liar! You look like a complete liar! And whats with those bangs? Not to men-...tion?..” she stopped when her eyes layed on you and stars seemed to light up in her eyes. “Y/NNNNNNNNNNNNNN”

Her shorter figure jumped at you and hugged you tightly while suguru and satoru had a dark aura surrounding them in the background. Probably muttering if it was ok to kill riko as it is due to what she said. “I MISSED YOOOUUUUUUU” she said cuddling her face into your chest allowing you to chuckle a bit.

“How is my favorite person in the whole doing?” “Amazing! But why are you here with..those..things?” You could tell the two males were growing more pissed by the second.

“The so called “things” in question just so happen to be on a job to escort you along with me.”

“Ew” she said while looking at them from your hug.

Hearing a large amount of steps coming your way you and riko turned around.

“Kuroi!” she said was a exited face. “My lady! And master Y/N!”

“eh..Kuroi how many times must i tell you not to call me that?” you said with a slight blush scratching your cheek.

“My apologies madam” while Riko’s attention was rather busy on what her caretaker was riding. “What are you riding?”

“This? It’s the banged guys cursed technique!”

“COULD YOU NOT CALL ME THAT?! Also it’s cursed manipulation. Like, it implies i can control the curses i take in.” Geto explained.

“She’s spunkier than i thought” gojo said with a annoyed tone.

“Now then..moving on from that topic”

The three of you glanced at the duo, “Aren’t you supposed to be all sad and depressed because of the merger? And to think I was worried about ya” Gojo said while pointing to her. You couldn’t tell if he was pitying her or just straight up being curious, it was hard to tell when it came to him honestly.

Riko turned her head the other way while closing her eyes, “Ridiculous! A simple comment from a simpleton!”

“WHA–?!” You put your hand on his shoulder while he looked at you making eye contact that practically screamed “Lay a hand on her and it’s over for you”

Suguru looked at his best friend for a brief moment before sighing. “Look,” he whispered in his ear “I know you want to strangle her but remember the mission at hand here”. Gojo snarled under his breath as she continued to boast.

“Listen up! Master tengen is me..and I AM master tengen!” exclaiming loudly.

“You talk about merger and death as if they are one in the same but you are gravely mistaken! Allow me to educate you”

You heard someone shuffle over to you and looked over to see gojo “Hey..is she usually like this?..This kid got such a big mouth” You slightly hit his arm whispering back “she’s usually shy sometimes, what did you do to her?”you said eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Looking over to your right you see geto completing your little circle of secrets huddled up together. “More like did you raise her like this?”

Gojo chuckled a bit. “Of course not! What do you take me for? A moron?” you scolded him a bit as he opened up his phone whistling.

“Hey satoru, did you change your wallpaper?” Suguru leaned over his shoulder a bit.

“oh, isn’t that waka inoe?” peeping over his other shoulder. “Ah! n/n you know her too?”

In the background however riko still continued.

“MY HEART AND SPIRIT WILL LOVE ON AFTER MERGING..-ARE YOU GUYS EVEN LISTENING?”

Walking over to riko you patted her head, “of course we were, right guys?” you looked over them with a expectant look on your face.

“She prolly has no friends with the way she speaks.” gojo bluntly pointed at her.

“Wanna bet it’ll be a cinch for her classmates to say goodbye?”

“How much are we betting here?” you sweatdropped.

“Hm..a thousand?”

“Nahhh too cheap” gojo said.

“I TALK FINE AT SCHOOL YOU KNOW” riko whined. “Wait..school..” realization dawned upon her.

Kuroi looked as if she was about to faint with everything that was going on at the moment.

“KUROI QUICK, WHATS THE TIME?”

“It’s still before noon but perhaps school can-” she was cut off abruptly.

“NONESENSE IM GOING! NII-CHAN QUICK” she grabbed your hand dragging you away from gojo and geto at full speed.

“Just what the hell is with everything today..” you said under your breath.

#LATER

“WHAT? Shouldnt it be safer to take her back to jujutsu high NOW?!” Gojo complained.

You popped into the mic to speak as well, “EXACTLY! She’s in more danger here than probably anywhere else!” Glaring at the phone.

“I completely agree” Yaga chided on the other end of the phone. “However..these are master tenge’s orders.” Silence followed immediately after.

Gojo looked a bit stunned while you and geto looked back at each other with an alarmed face. “We must oblige to Riko Amanai’s requests as well.” right after he said that gojo hanged up. “Tch, being all soft on her.”

“Don’t be like that Satoru” Geto said trying to make sense of the situation as well. “What he said, the fact still stands that my little sister is going to become master tengen and form a barrier under jujutsu high. Everything she holds dear including me will be stripped from her starting from that very moment.”

“Let her enjoy herself, that’s also an important part of our mission.” geto added.

“Lady riko and master Y/N don’t have any relations..” she started.

You turned around in surprise but let her continue nonetheless. “When they were young their parents died in an unfortunate accident and until then.. ive been taking care of them, so please take care of them-”

“So that makes you 3 family then” Suguru said with a smile looking over to you a bit.

“Ah..this uh- that-..” you stuttered a bit embarrassed and as it seemed kuroi was also embarrassed. “..Yes.”

The touching moment however was ruined by the white haired male who had his arm around your shoulder. “Ey suguru, how’re the surveillance spirits?”

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WOOZZZ BRO IM BEGHIN YOU I NEED TO @ YOU 💔

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ruppcake · 1 year

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Ouhhhh I loved your ficlet…. May I request a part 2? It’s ok if not

Bob Velseb x Small! Reader pt 2

{i added my spooky month persona Rylynn. i will be making a post about them later}

Note: (y/nn) = your nickname, (y/n) = your name, (y/f/d) = your favorite drink

🛑TW🛑: bl00d, d3@d b0di3s, some cursing, bob being a c@nnib@l. if you can’t handle that stuff please don’t not read. i don’t want anyone to be uncomfortable or triggered.

{your pov}

You started walking back towards the road that led to the woods. The encounter you had with the red devil guy was a little interesting. Not sure if you should say it was good or bad. It was just…interesting. The cool breeze felt nice on your face as you walked down the street. The only thing on your mind was Bob and how he didn’t seem like how people have described him. When you heard about him for the first time, you thought he would be more intimidating and very brutal towards others. Not an ounce of kindness or anything like it but actually meeting him changed how you thought of him. Change your perspective on a few other things as well. You shook your head as you got to the steps of your house reaching for your keys. Unlocking the door, you enter into your house, closing it behind you before going further into the cozy cabin before flipping a light switch on. You look around seeing everything was still as it was when you left and decide to go to the kitchen to make yourself a warm drink.

{Bob’s pov}

His latest victim dropped to the ground with a thud after stabbing them in the back a few times. It was his fourth one that night. He looked at the knife as the blood from it was dripping to his feet. He licked it while chuckling to himself. Bob put his weapon away and went to pick up the body then heard a sound coming from behind him. He turned to see a tall figure standing in the shadows before it moved closer to Bob. Once the tall figure got into the light, Bob saw it was just his friend, Frank. He sighed glaring at Frank for startling him. “Dammit Frank! Don’t be scaring me like that!” Bob said, putting his hands on his knees to calm himself before picking up the body on the ground. The tall man chuckled at the red devil man’s reaction. “Sorry Bob. Thought you knew it was me since you were expecting me to show sooner or later.” Frank looked behind him at his van that was full of Bob’s other victims. “Especially since I’ve been carrying these bodies for you.” Bob walked over to the van putting the body in. “Well you did owe me a favor since I’ve helped you in the past. Remember?” Frank sighed in annoyance at Bob bringing that up. “I thought we agreed we would never bring that up again…” Bob chuckled, closing the door before turning around to face Frank again. “Let's just get this back to your house so I can clean my van from all the blood.” Frank went around the van to get in the driver’s seat while Bob got in the passenger’s seat. Frank started the car and drove off. The van was completely silent as they traveled along the road throughout the town. Bob looked out the window every now and then looking at all the buildings they were driving past.

Frank looked over at him clearing his throat before speaking. “So uh did you hear about that new killer? I believe they are called (y/nn)? I heard they have never been caught by the police yet.” Bob was taken out of his thoughts when he heard your nickname and that got him thinking about you now. He started thinking about what you said to him before you walked away. He thought about going to see you but he was not sure when to do so. While he was thinking about you, Frank was trying to get his attention. “Hey bob? You alright man?” Bob got shaken out of his thoughts looking at the man who was driving and trying to register what he said. Before he could answer, sirens were blasting from behind them making both men turn around to see the police on their trail. Frank steps on the gas speeding down the street cursing to himself. Bob held onto the dashboard and door of the van scared shitless of how fast the taller man was driving. They raced through the town leading into the woods finding a place to hide the van from the cops. Frank parked the van behind some trees and shrubs, turning the car off waiting for the police to get off their trail before they could continue with where they were originally going. The cop car drove past continuing down the street. Frank chuckled to himself seeing the cops driving away. Bob was still in the van trying to catch his breath from what just occurred. He got out of the van still breathing heavily putting his hands on his knees. Frank opens the sliding door of the vehicle getting ready to unload it. Bob comes around on the other side and glares at Frank. “You doing alright, old man?”

The shorter man elbowed the taller one chuckling a bit. “Yea yea I’m alright, ya jackass.” Frank smirked, grabbing some of the bodies out. “We should probably get going before the cops come back.” Bob nodded before grabbing the rest of the bodies and heading towards his home. Frank followed behind him. “So going back to our conversation before we got chased, have you heard about that new killer at all?” Bob looked at him and sighed. “I actually got to meet them earlier today before I went on my killing spree. I thought they were just a normal person. They were going to be my first victim of the evening until they caught me before I could strike at them. It caught me off guard. We talked for a bit afterwards and I’m planning on seeing them again. They seem interesting.” Frank looked at him smirking away. “Heh yea. I’ve seen them before too but I never got to really talk to them. It was when they were out killing. I only got a glimpse of them before they disappeared.” Bob nodded after hearing what Frank said. “They live around here as well. When I was heading back to the house, I saw them walking to town by themselves.” Frank hummed in response. Both men got to the house unlocking and entering the place.

{your pov}

You were sitting on the couch in the living room with (y/f/d) taking in the silence of the house. You enjoyed listening to the silence but you also like to have company but silence seemed a bit more nicer to you. Usually your roommate would come join you but they had something to do for a friend. Sighing you put your cup down on the coffee table and slouched on the couch staring up at the ceiling. Your mind started to slip back into the thoughts you were having earlier about your encounter with Bob. You were dragged out of your thoughts when you heard the front door unlock and someone entered into the house. Looking towards the door, you see that it was just your roommate, Rylynn, finally back home. “Well look who finally came home. Welcome back, Rylynn.” They looked at you giving a tired smile. “Yea sorry. Took longer than I thought. Did you go out at all while I was gone?” You nodded, taking a sip of your drink. Rylynn took their shoes and jacket off, putting them by the door. “Yea I went out for a bit but decided against walking in the woods for tonight since there’s a bunch of criminals on the loose. I walked around town, talked to a person or two, then went back home.” They nodded, walking over to the couch and standing next to you. “Yea I would have been home earlier but my friend got a little paranoid about a lot of dangerous people being on the loose lately so I had to stay with her for a bit until her partner showed up then I came home.” You looked at your roommate studying them a bit. “No one tried to hurt you, right?” Rylynn shook their head and grabbed your shoulder. “I didn’t get into any danger while coming home. I promise I’m alright.” They rubbed their eyes a bit yawning while doing so. “We should probably get sleep since you still have to look for a new job and I have work tomorrow.” Rylynn nodded as you got up, putting your cup in the kitchen before you both headed upstairs for bed.

{Bob’s pov}

Bob was in the kitchen cutting up the ‘meat’ he just got for himself before stashing it away for later. Frank sat in the living room with the tv on. He had the news on listening in on what had been going on and if the police were on their trails. Bob would glance over every once in a while. “Ya got a place to stay tonight, Frank?” Frank got pulled out of his thoughts and looked over. “Was probably going to stay in my van. Why?” Bob ceased what he was doing before lowering the cleaver looking at Frank. “Frank, ya don’t need to stay in your van. There’s a guest bedroom you can stay in. It’s the least I can do since you are family after all.” Frank sighed getting up from the couch then fully faced Bob. “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to stay for a night or two. Thanks Bob, ya weird bastard cousin of mine.” Bob chuckled a bit before shaking his head. “Yea yea! You're welcome, ya asshole.” Frank smirked, stretching a bit while yawning. “Well I should probably shower then head to bed. I’ll see ya in the morning then. Night Bob.” “Night Frank.” Bob said before going back to doing what he was doing previously. Frank went upstairs for the night. Bob was left alone. With only his thoughts, the sound of the news on tv still going, and the clear cutting into ‘meat’. His mind went back to when he first met you and how you said you wouldn’t mind seeing him. Bob smiled to himself before saying to himself in his mind ‘I might try to go and see (y/n) tomorrow afternoon or evening.’ He finished up the work he had to do before heading upstairs for a shower as well then headed off to bed for the night.

sorry this took me a while to send. life has been crazy. thank you for the request and i hope you liked it! ☺️🫂

#bob velseb x y/n #bob velseb spooky month #bob velseb #bob velseb x reader #spooky month bob #spooky month #bob spooky month #spooky month bob velseb

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the-most-character-i-ever-saw · 11 months

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Ok, I’m really enjoying hosting this tournament, so I was thinking of starting submissions for another tournament once we get to semi-finals! Feel free to use any of my ideas for your own tournaments, but please tag me if you use it cus I’d love to participate.

These are my ideas:

Would your fave win in a fistfight?

(still working on name)

Set up your favorite (and least favorite) characters to fight against other characters!

Characters submitted can’t have enhanced strength (ex of who can’t join: Saitama post-workout, Goku, All Might, etc)

Real people are allowed if my friends and I think it’s funny

Weak-ass characters are encouraged

would be round-robin

Gayest Fruit Tournament

What’s fruitier than fruit? In this tournament, we’ll find out what the gayest fruit is

No fruit has a guaranteed spot

Fictional fruit allowed

would have redemption

Annoying (/pos) Blorbo

Sometimes your blorbo is the most annoying character in the media they’re in. But you love them, so it’s ok. This tournament is about them.

No real people

Non-Canon Friends

(still working on name)

Have you ever seen characters in media that either haven’t met or barely talk that you think, if they just got to know each other, would be great friends? In this tournament, we’ll try to find out which characters deserve to be friends!

I would prefer characters that are in the same fandom together, but I’ll allow crossovers

No real people

Characters can’t ever have been friends in canon

Can have up to five characters per submission

would have redemption

Best Show Opening

Tournament where we try to figure out what the best show opening

Animated and live-action shows both allowed

No anime OPs- I love anime, but I’m pretty sure there’s already a tournament for that and I don’t feel like including them

I will expand more on details for the one that is chosen once I start working on it :)

#other tournaments #<?#not the tournament #unrelated #poll #polls

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What's ur full analysis on Susie

Ohoho….😏😏😏I suppose…..I’ll Unleash the Thoughts all at once😏😏😏😏😏normally you’d need more kirbyliker14EXP(exposure points) for it to be comprehensible but recommended levels are always wrong (this is the worst intro I have ever made

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Ok first of all to get That out of the way uhh the whole star Allies Susie desc got mistranslated(classic star allies!) basically it’s supposed to be like “helping other planets with technology” and the whole exterminate thing is supposed to be just crushing bad people okay are we clear did we get that good (also I’m gonna be putting my Suzy kaomoji between points because I Said So(It might act b me favorite ?? I’m reely happy w how it turned out 😙my magolor kaomoji ᴑ /₍⸌╷╷⸍₎\ ᴑ is close but I think it’s mostly bc I felt proud as hell after figuring out how to put the ears on one line)

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Ok first off her lore basically blah blah Suzy was Exposed To The Internet At A Young Age

Fun(?????????) fact😋 as it makes no sense for Max to have done those experiments with star dream with his only daughter in close proximity so it’s highly likely that Suzy disobeyed her fathers warnings and prohibition and technically caused her own disappearance (why am I mentioning dis??😏ermm aheu heu you’ll c)

Suzy returns after seeing the Horrors and now works for Max

Come to think of it idk if Suzy even knew of max’s real goal like ik the novel made it so he openly misses her but ?? The novel also made him live at the end so No Im not counting that data in my

Anyway blah blah Suzy feels resentment for max and how either A)simple minded his goal of “unlimited money” is or B) that he doesn’t even recognize her

Notably this is prevalent in the Japanese version as shown which means he intentionally tried to forget his feelings (in other words what makes a human=human) and then started forgetting them more after more usage but didn’t see a problem with it (why are the haltmanns Like That)

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Anyway time for the main story events

It’s been established that this is after Susie clawed her way out of hell(???) (before magolor made it cool) at like idk 11 years old so that’s slightly less impressive than the average Kirby adventure

Also that max has now lost abt 90% of his self (willingly??? Idk don’t ask me) and appears to focus entirely on money

Mr maxx pulls a questionable rant out at Kirby and tries to obliterate this 9 year olds entire world after losing a single battle but Suzy takes the helmet right after it touches his head(a tiny bit too late to enact the action?? A tiny bit too early???? Is this the worst outcome????Could he have survived and been reasoned with after defeat ???? I still don’t know STOP ASKING ME) and she enacts her famous line

She was so real for that she yippyd before it was cool oh anyway she then comes out(WOOOO GOOD FOR HER💥💥💥💥💥) as someone who’s been Against max all this time (in other words…disobeying her father…..😏😏😏I can’t believe Suzy made a Suzy reference)

However her calculated plan backfires and as the helmet touched his head but he didn’t have the helmet he gets 99% of his entire self destroyed and now the cold calculated machine decides to destroy the universe (erm…WHOOPS!😂😂😂 susie is so losercoded I can’t believe everyone calls her the Normal Person how do you screw up a plan this bad like seriously oh my god marx and magolor enacted their plan perfectly and taranza managed to technically bring the heros of the lower worlds to sectonia but Susie completely screwed up they should start calling her Losie)

However when learning of this susie doesn’t react in a normal way like there’s no sulking or sad face she gets up and immediately thinks of a plan to defeat star dream (giving Kirby the gimmick that notably cannot fly for very long without certain abilities and has quite short ranged attacks) then meta knight shows up n gives a much better plan by using his cool ship

As you can see her body language is all formal and cool and she’s all commanding and stuff (her autistic stare has captivated my soul) HOWEVER😏😏😏😏😂😏ohhh babyyyy I was dying after realizing this

As soon as they fly off screen susie immediately establishes a more desperate pose and language (in like. Every other version I think this is the American version even Europe got it better Suzy uses a formal name for Kirby instead of pinky)

In other words Suzy refuses to show her weakness in front of people(LOSIE THEORY CONFIRMED??????) then at the end she immediately leaves pop star instead of like lingering around to celebrate with Kirby like taranza did or the end of rtdl with Kirby’s chums (u can probably use ur imagination for the possible reasons she chooses to be alone😙😙😙)

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ok robobot events over wooo anyway I Wasnt Sure How To Title This

Robobot is known for having a similar lore story to Taranza where villian that dies actually lost their self prior to the events of the game and the villian who gets redeemed had a persona connection with them

When we later see Suzy in Allies she appears Completely Normal And Fine compared to taranza

However I really doubt that she’s just FINE I mean you saw during the cutscenes I bet offscreen she’s tormented by thinking abt what her dad could have been and how he ended up and how she caused his fate (ok I changed my mind I don’t want losie theory to be confirmed take it back)

Notably, she’s completely dedicated herself to max’s company even though she seemed to really dislike him at the end(she coulda just made a whole new company)is this her way of apologizing for destroying him ?? A way of making her dad proud ????? Where do these questions keep coming from

While taranza gets to openly grieve and dedicate some time to receiving closure Suzy does Not the whole thing abt planet robobot is constantly upgrading and improving and so on and GRIEF is COUNTER PRODUCTIVE (oouuhhhghgghh I feel like things obtained from evolution that are counterproductive to modern life could b soo interesting to explore with Suzy like uh adrenaline giving you paranoia and complex emotions such as guilt and embarrassment being a side effect of brains developing more)

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No more “girlboss” Susie we’ve advanced to LOSIE susie now 👍👍👍👍👍👍

#kirbyliker12thoughts #susie haltmann #susanna patrya haltmann #susie kirby #ask #it’s..reely l8 here oh man DOUBLE WHAMMY

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paigenoelchas-blog · 1 year

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Feels Like Home

27: Occupied

Mahri's POV:

I sit by the fireplace on my favorite couch in the world. It is the cabin where he held me for the first time, the porch where he told me that he loved me and then proceeded to show me what love looks like, it is the place where we have and will continue to grow in our love.

We have been unable to leave for the past couple of days. It has been fantastic. We stayed in bed showing all of our love to each other. We did somehow manage to pull ourselves out of bed long enough to do things like eat and shower. We played some poker, strip poker which I won every time, and set up the tree. We hung decorations and talked about all of our family traditions, ones that we would keep if we had a family of our own. We enjoyed candlelit dinners and warmed up by the fireplace curled in each other's arms and wrapped in our love. In short, it was romantic and sexy, heartwarming and comfortable.

This vacation, this time of being snowed in, has convinced me that I want this to be genuinely, officially, and unquestionably our cabin. Just as I want it to be our future. I want to be here with him, to share a life with him, I want to run to this life with no looking back. I love sleeping in his bed, waking in his arms, and learning more about how his brain works. I certainly love learning what makes him scream my name in the night as well as what makes me scream his. These have been fun discoveries, to say the least. Ones that I am pleased to keep exploring.

I want to share all of the moments, big and small.

I sigh as I think about these last few days confident that the smile on my face won't leave anytime soon.

In addition to losing power, we lost phone service, which means that we have had no contact with the gang. I hope they are ok and all are in a safe place. I hope Betty and Phil, Jessy and Dan found each other before the storm set in.

I pick up my phone as I have the last few days, Just to check for a signal. Today I found one along with a hundred messages and chat notifications. Every bell and whistle on my phone goes off.

Jake walks into the room and I am compelled to watch. He hasn't pulled his shirt on yet, and his black sweats are sagging low on his waist. My stomach still flip-flops when I see him this way. His hair is a disheveled mess and his bare chest still holds a few loose droplets of water which my eyes trace to his waist. By now, after all of these days on lockdown in the cabin, I thought this feeling would be over. At the very least, I thought that his effect on me would have weakened. I thought after a few days of ravaging each other that I would be able to resist him, but the closer that I am to him, the more skin we shed, the more that I want to be with him. The more I think of his taste and his touch, the more that I want. I can not get enough of him. I can not be close enough to him. Right now with him this way, so casual and comfortable, I am having a hard time not pulling him close and having my way with him once again.

He is drying his hair with a towel allowing me to see every muscle on his toned chest. I am still in awe that a man who spends so much time on his computer can look like that. I will not complain. When he finishes, I see him smirking at me. I am honestly having a hard time determining what to do, should I answer my phone or spend more time with Jake?

"M... it is ok if you want to answer all of those beeps and whistles, but I know you are trying to figure out how to keep your hands off of me. I know that I am hard to resist." He smirks and pulls his shirt on over his head.

I am pretty sure that a sigh of disappointment escapes from my lips. I am also pretty sure, by the look on his face that he heard it. I don't really appreciate the overly confident attitude he has had lately. He winks and makes his way to the back of the couch, kissing me on the head. I lean back and my lips meet his. What begins as a soft kiss turns into more. His hand finds its way down the front of my shirt and his lips move their way to my neck. He kisses me hard, and I begin to tug on his shirt. He pulls away, "Mmm.. you taste delicious." and he walks away teasing me.

He runs his hands through my hair and heads to the kitchen, "Love, check your phone, the power is back on. I will make you some proper coffee."

"Oh, proper coffee...what did I do to deserve that?"

"I can think of many things that you have done that would have earned a perfect cup of coffee, especially that thing last night. You know, the one..." I blush and he laughs, loudly. He loves getting under my skin. He is the only one that can make me fluster so quickly.

Once he caught his breath, he said, "Mahri, have you forgotten that I love you and that I adore everything about you, that I have made it my life's mission to bring you as much happiness as I can and to always keep your coffee cup full?"

"Your life's mission seems pretty shallow."

"Well, that is part of my life's mission, there is the part where I intend to make you scream with delight every chance that I get. There is one more secret that I hold, but I will not share the other part just yet." He says with a swagger. His new confidence angers me and turns me on at the same time.

"I thought we had shared all of our secrets?" I try to tease my way out of the tension that I have created for myself.

"This is not a secret, it is a surprise and you love surprises. and you don't want to ruin a surprise by trying to squeeze it out of me, now do you?"

Damn it, he calls me out every time.

He is right. I hate it. I stick my tongue out at him and he chuckles while making my coffee. I couldn't be any happier had I scripted out my own life.

I begin to type a note to Jessy on my phone.

I can hear him fidgeting in the back. He has a way of being exceptionally loud when he is happy as if he can't keep his body under control. He has been carefree these last few days. I hope we can hold on to these feelings when the world starts again. Pots crash and cabinets bang. I can hear him humming under his breath. Being this careless would have been dangerous for a hacker. I wonder if there is there any hacker left in him? Whatever he was or whatever he is, hacker, computer nerd, I don't care. I love all of it, every ounce of who he is.

Mahri: Jessy, how are you all? We are safe and well.

Jessy doesn't answer right away which gives me the chance to watch Jake a little while longer. I watch as he balances both of our cups and breakfast, some scones that we had baked made the night before. I smile as I remember baking together and the mess we made. We have done many simple things over the past few days, but there is such delight in these little daily things for me. I can't imagine how our life would bring us anything but happiness.

He sits on the couch next to me and I wrap my legs over his. Scooting as close to me as possible, he hands me my cup. and rests one hand on my thigh as we drink in silence.

The smell of his shampoo still delights me. The feeling of his legs underneath mine and the warmth of his side next to me still makes me feel alive. The depth of his intellect both inspires and intimidates me. He is all that I could have ever dreamed of. I still wonder if all of the loneliness and pain that I have felt has allowed me to appreciate all of who he is and all of the ways I adore him.

He places a kiss on my cheek. It is sweet and sexy, entirely too sexy if he wants to get anything accomplished today. I turn so I can kiss him, his lips are sweet and they taste of coffee and cream. The kisses that were supposed to be a calm and sweet start to the day now drive me wild, I roll over and I sit on his lap, my legs straddling him. My kisses slowly become demanding. His tongue explores mine, and his hands move from my hips to my thighs slowly, taking their time. My hand roams his chest and begins to sneak down the hem of his pants as my lips move to his neck, stopping to nibble his earlobes.

He suddenly stops and squeezes my legs letting me know that this has to end.

"What is the matter? Why did you stop?" I am concerned. I thought things were going so well.

"Oh, Love. You are perfect." He puts his hand on my cheek and softly pushes some hair out of my face. His eyes hold mine for a long time. "We have to do a couple of things. The world will return to normal soon and I want to spend all of the time that I can while our cocoon still exists, but I need to check the status of the roads. We will eventually have to leave. I want to see if I can get us out of this place, because you, lady, are antsy and won't be able to sit here much longer. I know that work will call you in soon and those friends of yours won't be able to leave you alone."

"They, " I protest, "are OUR friends. But I think you are wrong. I could stay here with you forever," I respond. "I am reformed socialite. Our cabin, a campfire, coffee, and you... that is all I need." I look into his eyes with a smile.

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Jake's POV:

The devotion on her face shows so much love that I almost can't resist her. Who am I kidding? If she asked me for anything, I would never resist. I never want her to leave this place or my arms.

The truth is, when the weather clears up, life will begin again. Our normal life is where we have jobs and friends and two separate places to live. I have to get used to things the way they will be, but not the way they are now. It has been a wonderful vacation, but we have to live within each other's schedules and find the time to devote to each other when the real world returns. I have to learn to be less demanding and go back to my patient ways, always a little unsure how much time is too much, and how much touch is too little.

I wish with my whole being she lived here, that we could share every night and every morning together, but I don't think she is ready for that.

Right now, however, when I look at her and see the way that she is looking at me when I hear the words that she so lovingly speaks, I wonder if maybe she is ready. I wonder if she might want to consider a merger of our lives. I don't have a life apart from her now. She is my joy, the completion of who I am meant to be.

Asking her this wasn't part of her surprise, but I wonder now if it could be. I wonder if it should be. I need to talk to Betty. Now.

My eyes light up with an idea, but I can't let her know that there is something going on, but I have to keep my excitement in check. She is too intuitive, one of the things that I love the most about her. I need wise counsel before I say something that I will regret. It is the only way that I can pull away from her.

"You should stay warm in here." I kiss her deeply one last time before I rise. "Stay on the phone, it has been off for days. I am sure you have things to catch up on with your friends."

"Again, they are OUR friends," I repeat. "Will you be all right out there? Do you need my help? It is so cold."

"You can warm me up when I come back inside, that would be a big help. I can think of a few ways that could be accomplished." I wink at her and give her a cocky smile.

"So, hot cocoa and a warm fireplace? Maybe a couple of warm blankets, extra socks?" She says. She is so cheeky. I love it when she blushes

I could play this game.

"I was thinking about a warm fireplace, and a hot you in only a couple of blankets."

"Deal," she smiles and shakes her head. "Anything you want. Go be a big strong man and take care of me. I will take care of you later."

"I will always try to take care of you," I respond sincerely.

She runs up and jumps into my arms. Her legs wrap around my waist and she kisses me.

"Just one for the road, so you won't forget me." She kisses me, long and hard, then sets her feet back on the ground.

"Baby," I lower my voice and use the term of affection that drives her wild, "It would be impossible to forget you."

She sways back to the couch with a smile on her face and starts typing on her phone.

"Tell Jessica hello for me," I yell over my shoulder as I walk outside, pulling my phone out of my pocket and dialing Betty's number. I have my own catching up to do.

#duskwood jake x mc #jake duskwood #duskwood jake #duskwood #iamjake #jake x mc #mc x jake #duskwood mc x jake #duskwood mc #mc duskwood #duskwood fandom #everbyte duskwood #duskwood fanfiction

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teribst · 10 months

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I'm Confused

I’m Confused

A STORY BY MIKE

While watching TV my wife of 8 years looked at me with a slight grin. “You know your dad's going to be 45 on his birthday next month.”

I looked back at her and as always was taken aback by her good looks. Lynn has that beautiful skin of an Italian woman and being wide hipped is a full figured girl, she always has been. She has beautiful brown eyes that match her short curly brown hair. Her complexion is smooth with high cheekbones and perfect lips and I always tease her about having such a pretty mouth..Anyway that night she was sitting in an old t-shirt that I had long ago cut the sleeves off of and it was big enough on her so she was showing a lot of side boob, and the tattoo on her left shoulder. In fact I could see about a half of the areola of her right nipple as she leaned on the love seat's armrest. She was also wearing some really big legged tap panties and because she had one foot tucked under her with the other up on the coffee table the opening of the panty leg was pulled open and up just enough to show a teasingly large amount of one side of her hairless sex. I felt myself lengthen as I looked at her “Yes, so I guess we are doing the same old out to dinner and cake thing?”

Her gaze went back to the TV, “Yes I guess, unless maybe you would want to BBQ. We haven't done that in a while.” She stood up giving me a pretty good look at her sex at the panty pulled farther open, “Want a coke?”

“Sure.” And I was hard in my shorts as I watched her round ass moving under the silk of her tap panties as she walked away “Any idea what we should get the man that has everything?” I called out to her.

“Nope.” She called back. “Want some pie too?”

Let me take a step back here, Lynn, while not a shy woman at all when we are at home, is very self-conscious of her weight and is pretty conservative in her dress when with others. I asked her about it once and when I did she smiled saying “You sir have seen me naked. I know that you think I'm beautiful, but most people look at me and just see a fat woman. I don’t know, I just don’t like the way I look. As long as I can remember I have been a big girl but right now, I don’t know I guess I think it’s all just for you.”

Lynn is shapely with those beautiful big C cup breasts and a nice waist. I have told you about that sweet ass but by far it’s her legs that drive me crazy. She isn’t tall, 5’ 5” but her legs are perfectly shaped with thin ankles and lovely feet. And when she isn’t home is always in wedge style heels of some kind. She has always surprised me in the sexy under things she wears, things like if she wears any, crotchless panties or sometimes a shelf bra that while holding up her breasts do a very good job of letting her nipples show. She wears tights, leggings and pantyhose without panties a lot of the time knowing I like it, and she has a couple of crotchless catsuits that drive me crazy. She is also very exploratory sexually. Early on in our marriage we found that when done right she really loves anal and that led to us getting some toys and one of her favorite is a butt plug that has 3 small bells hooked to it. They hang down about 3 inches when she is wearing the plug and she loves to wear it shopping. It makes people around her crazy looking to see where the ringing is coming from. So anyway you get the idea, she can be a very fun girl!”

The next day at work I got a text. “Your dad said a BBQ sounded fun. Is that ok?”

“Yes, sure. I’ll do a brisket and pork belly.”

“Cool.”

That night Lynn had already been home about 20 minutes when I got there. I found her in the kitchen standing at the island with her skirt and bra laying on the floor at her feet. I never understood how she could get her bra off through the sleeve of her blouse but here she was dressed the way I loved to see her best, and I get to see it almost every night. Lynn hardly ever wears panties, doing it mostly in the week that's the time of the witch, and so her running around in her pantyhose as pants works perfect for the leg man in me.

She smiled her beautiful smile as she sat down the mail and pointed at a bucket of KFC. “I hope you don’t mind. I had the day from hell and don’t want to cook.”

“Nope.” I went to get some paper plates. “You want to eat out on the deck?”

“Sure.” She smiled, “You know I think when we screened the porch it was the best money we ever spent.”

We grew quiet as we got the things out for dinner, carrying it out to the porch and when we sat down to eat we were talking about working on the old barn out back when her cell rang. She picked it up smiling, “It’s your dad.”

A little more background is required here. I was 15 when we lost my mom to a drunk driver. Dad and I had always been close but her death brought us closer and so when I met Lynn he was included in a lot of our dinners or nights in watching TV, or whatever. Because of that she also grew close to him and I could see he was glad to have a woman around. I don’t know why but he never dated after mom and while he didn’t live with Lynn and I we just kind of took him in. Lynn and I both enjoyed including him in a lot of the things we did, weekend trips and such. I also knew that Lynn talked to him on the phone at least once a day and sometimes more.

“Hey dad, what's up.”... “No we were just having dinner and talking about the old barn”... “Yes, tearing it down might be best”...She laughed looking at me “God you're an ass hat”... “By the way, since we are having your birthday dinner here, what do I get for the man that has everything?”... I saw her eyes close and her cheeks go bright red as she opened them and looked at me. “My pantyhose and a blouse.”...“Sure, like that's going to happen,” She laughed, “I'll talk to you tomorrow.”

I knew I was frowning. “What made you blush?”

She chucked, in a sort of laughing it off way. “He asked what I was wearing and when I told him he said I should wear this as his birthday gift.”

I wanted to yell “WHAT THE FUCK!” But instead I went in to get a beer saying “Want a beer?” As my head spun with all kinds of things running through it. “Does my dad have the hots for her? Wait, he comes around some when I’m not home. No, I'm sure nothing is going on. But they do call each other 2 or 3 times a day. Oh fuck your crazy Lynn isn’t cheating on you and for sure not with your dad.” All that in the time it took to walk into the house and come back out with 2 Lone Stars in long necks. I sat her bottle down looking at her “Lynn does he come onto you like that a lot?”

She gave me a sideways look “I wouldn’t say he comes on to me, not like your thinking. But he is a terrible flirt.” She smiled, “You know I love the old guy and don’t mind it. I guess it’s kinda fun in a weird sort of way.”

I was thinking “He isn’t that old.” But I let it go and we went on about having a nice night out on the deck enjoying a not too hot to be outside Texas evening while playing Rummy with each other.

The lights were out when Lynn rolled onto her side half laying on me, her full breast mashing into my chest, “Is your dad flirting with me still bugging you?”

“I don’t know if you could call it bugging me.”

She snuggled into me, her head on my shoulder and started talking about him. “Before we were married we had been out to dinner with him at CatFish Charlies. I had worn some big leg shorts, kind of like the tap panties I had on the other night, and I noticed he kept looking at me. I suddenly realized the leg opening in my shorts was pulled to the side and he was getting a pretty good look at my girl parts. Babe, you know I wasn’t very experienced when we met and thinking that an older guy finding me attractive was not only fun, it was hot.” She nipped my ear with her teeth “And if you remember later that night you got the hell screwed out of you, do you remember it was our first time. And then after that I found letting him have a peek here or there to be fun. I try to never show too much and I think that in his mind it is always an accident and that I have no idea he was getting a look.” She snuggled closer “Babe it’s just a game I have found I like to play with him and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like doing it. It’s like I said, I’m sure he has no idea when I let him look up my dress or whatever I know it's happening.”

I have no clue why her telling me she likes to flash my dad got me hard but it did and when she felt it with her hip she moved over me, and when she did I found talking of fashing dad had her really wet as she moved up putting me at her opening. She let out a soft moan when she moved back, settling down as she let me slide into her. It became her moving very slowly on me as she went on talking. “Honey I have no desire to fuck him. I'm sitting on the only dick I will ever need, but babe I delight in teasing him.” She leaned forward so her now hard nipples grazed mine “And as hard as you got I think you like the thought of it too.” I pushed up into her and she moaned “Umm I like that.”

It wasn’t hard or fast. We just simply screwed each other, both of us gasping with the need of it as she whispered “Because I don’t wear panties, well honey I like him seeing my naked sex.” She ground just a little harder on me “Oh...um, aaa..and I promise on our love every time he has seen it later you have always got to be, Oh shit I’m close. I always screw you after he sees it. “Oh HONEY!”

As into screwing her as I was it wasn’t lost on me that she had just told me she liked to fuck me after showing herself to another man.

She bucked into me “UMMAAaa shitttttt!” she rose up grinding her clit harder into my pubic mound “Oh god yes! OH Aaaa!” I saw her eyes close as her head went back in the dim light coming in from the French Doors. “Fuck oooooooo.” This time as her vergina clenched when she gasped, it was too much for me and I moaned. Her eyes came open as her head came back so she was looking at me as my seed shot out filling her. “I feel it, fuck it’s like fire in me, oh yes!” she opened her leg so she settled down complealty on me taking me even deeper into her belly as she gasped “It’s so fucking hot!”

Again her eyes closed and her head went back as she sat like that until I grew soft. When she leaned forward and I slipped out as our lips met.. She put her face by my ear as she rested on me “I never felt it before. I mean I have felt it throb in me when you cum but I never felt it coming out. Shit it was so hot.” She bit my neck. “I liked it.”

But in my mind I was wondering if when her head went back as she came if she was thinking of me in her or dreaming it was my dad.

The next day and the couple after that we were both busy as hell at work so neither of us had time to talk about that night or the sex.

My cell buzzed open with a text “Have you talked to your dad?”

Me: “No, should I?”

“Yes, he is missing your mom.”

Me: “OK, I get it.”

“I’m going shopping for a dress, or six, would you be upset if I got something a little sex and wore it on his birthday?”

I felt myself frown as I typed “I guess not. But I think you showing yourself off to him is something we need to talk about.

“I kind of knew that was coming. Ok Chinese for dinner and we can talk then.”

Me: “Lynn, I love you.”

“I know babe. See you soon.” And I noted that she didn’t tell me she loved me back.

I didn’t know what to expect when I got home and having to call dad really didn’t help the problem. But late in the afternoon when it got a little slow so I called him. We talked about him and I working on the barn when he came out for his birthday and I could hear him pirk up as we talked. I think we both felt better when we hung up.

Her truck was already in its spot when I got home. I was just shutting off the motor when my cell buzzed. It was Lynn and I answered. “Hi babe. I’m here and just getting out of the truck now.”

“I know. I want you to stop by the gate. I have some dresses I want you to see and I want to use the sidewalk like a catwalk so I can strut my stuff and be your model as I show them to you before you come in.”

I was smiling “OK.” and thought “this should be good.”

I pulled my old work folding chair out of the back of the truck and sat it by the gate and waited, it was a few minutes before Lynn came out. When she did it was in a hunter green floor length dress that hung loose from her shoulders to the ground. It was sleeveless and had big sort of pleated folds that started from the shoulder straps and ran down. They flowed like water around her as she slowly walked to me. She looked stunningly beautiful with her dark short hair and I saw she had a lone Star with a long neck in her hand as she walked to me. Then she moved just right, and my mouth went dry because the sun caught the skirt part of her dress just right as it moved around her thighs and the light went right through it. “Hole shit!” I whispered. And now I was looking closely at her when she reached me I could see right through the dress with its top just thin enough to make out her nipples. Her half cup bra was doing it’s job holding her breasts up high and tight on her chest, her hard nipples showing through the gauze-like material of the dresses bodice as she did a slow 360* turn. She was watching my eyes as she was making sure I saw everything that was showing without showing at all. Her feet had not been visible under the skirt and when she stopped turning she pulled the dress up just enough to show me the new black 3 inch open toe wedge slingback heels. She was smiling “Well do you like it?”

“Fuck woman!” I grinned like a little kid. “I love it!”

“Good!” She sort of did a little happy dance as she handed me the open beer “I’ll go change, I like this next one a lot too.” I watched how the sun worked between her legs as she walked the 50ft back to the house. And laughed out loud as she stopped and twirled, letting the dress float around her thighs and I found I was hard.”

It was only a few minutes and the screen door opened again. This time as she walked to me she was wearing a tan colored dress that looked to be made of linen. It was about 3 inches above the knee in length and fit her like a glove, but most importantly it was see through enough to make it very obvious she wasn’t wearing anything under it. Well nothing but that white shelf bra that was putting her nipples up and plainly on display. Again the when so got to me she did a 360* turn stopping to make sure I saw how the crack of her ass shadowed through the skirt. “WOW! That's sexy as hell but...”

I knew I was frowning when she held up her hand “Watch.” And she stepped off the sidewalk moving into the shade of our big old Elm tree. As seethrough as the dress had been it couldn’t be seen through at all in the shade of the tree. “That's fun isn't it! “

I had to laugh “Yes it is. How does that work?”

“I don’t know but the material does the same thing for example in the kitchen light by the island nude then if I move just a few feet away from it nothing.” I could see she was having fun as she grinned “I got a couple more if you want to see.”

“Sure! I love having my very own super model!”

I had just taken the last swallow of my beer when Lynn came out with another in her hand. This time she was in a blue dress that had an empire neckline that left her breasts exposed almost to her areola before it plunged down past her belly button to stop maybe an inch above the V of her pubic mound. And it was short! So short I could just see her beautiful pussy lips where the hem stopped! She was watching my face when she turned, showing me that the dress was backless with the folded collar going down so far it exposed about 3 inches of her ass crack. “Fuck she is showing me that she is as naked as the day she was born under it!” She took a drink of my beer before handing it to me saying, “I really like this one.” And without another word she turned and walked back to the house letting me see how her ass cheeks just hung out from under the short dress and bounced as she walked.

I was hard as stone as I sat wondering what was next. I finished my second beer before putting the chair back in the truck and walking into the house to the smell of Chinese food. Lynn was in a green dress with a short, well above mid thigh skirt that flowed around her thighs as she moved and it had a very low collar that showed a lot of the valley between her breasts. It was covered in butterflies and looked cute on her. “I like that one.”

She smiled while doing a turn for me. “ Me too. It will either be this one or the first one I showed you, I mean if you're ok with me wearing it for the BBQ.”

We sat mostly in our own thoughts as we ate and were almost finished when I said , “I don’t know Lynn, I'm so confused about all of this. You say you love me and only want me in you and if that's true how can you want to let my dad see you like this?”

She looked at me without saying anything for a minute. Then looking away she softly said “I don’t know. It’s like this sick game.” she looked back “And I can’t seem to help myself.”

Over the next few days Lynn grew kind of distant and I assumed it was because she was as conflicted as I was about the turn of events with my dad. We hadn’t had sex in those few days and were in bed with the lights out. I was on my back when I felt Lynn move, slipping down under the sheet and I sucked in my breath when her lips found my soft cock. It didn’t take much and I was hard as stone, but in my mind I wondered if it was me she was sucking or dad. I pulled her up saying “Stop. Lynn, you need to just stop it. I can’t, I mean, fuck Lynn every time you touch me I wonder if it’s me or my dad you're seeing when your eyes are closed. Can you tell me? Was that him or is it me you just took in your mouth?” I was so angry and hurt I was shaking as I got up and walked naked out to the kitchen. I got a can of coke and went out to sit in the hot Texas night air. I shook my head as I sat down “If it was anyother man than my dad I’d know what to do, but fuck” I hit the table with my hand.

“Was that me?”

I turned to see her standing nude in the soft light from the street light out on the barn, “No it wasn’t you. Fuck Lynn I don’t know, maybe it was. I can tell you for sure if this was going on with another man I would kick his ass and dump yours out on the street. But it’s my fucking dad. I know you say you haven’t done anything, but honey if you're thinking about it you may as well have done it. I know you can think of it like this,” I looked her in the eyes “Your mom still looks pretty damn good and is more than kinda hot. What if the shoe was on the other foot and you thought I was thinking of her every time I put my dick in you?” I shook my head “What am I supposed to do? He is my fucking dad.”

She hadn’t moved. “I can be more careful. I …”

“Oh fuck, no you won’t you just told me you couldn’t. Lynn go the fuck back to bed and let me think, AAAAAAA!” I hit the table again. “Go the fuck to bed.”

I opened the tailgate on my truck and slipped up on it. “Dad Lynn and I are in trouble and I don’t quite know how to approach it.”

Dad gave me a knowing smile “I guess the best way is to just say it.”

I found myself looking at the ground “Look I know how close you and she are and I’m ok with it, it’s just that,” I looked at him “Did you know she is letting you see whatever it is she is showing you?”

He looked me right in the eye. “Son it has been my experience with women that they always know if they are showing more than they should be. What’s happened?””

“This all came up over it being your birthday and she wanted to know what to get you. I had no idea she has been showing you her ass, or whatever else, all these years. Dad, I don't know what to think about it or really even what to say.”

He smiled that slow cowboy smile of his at me “I have to say I haven’t minded looking, but son I haven’t touched her.”

I felt the frustration building in me “That’s what she told me, but fuck dad I think about half the time when she is fucking me she is thinking about you.” I was shaking “What in the hell am I supposed to do?”

“I have always enjoyed the closeness of my relationship with you,” He looked me right in the eye, “And her. And I'm not going to lie to you and say I have never thought about it because I have.” He shook his head “I’ll quit calling and be sure to only come around when you're home, or simply not come around much at all. I don’t want you to lose your wife over me.”

“Well shit dad, You know as well as I do the only thing all of that will do is piss her off and maybe drive her away.” I slipped off the tailgate and began walking back and forth. “What if we went down to the house and we both really came onto her. What if…”

Dad held up his hand stopping me “And what if she didn’t get scared off. What if she wanted to screw us both” What would you do then?”

I looked at him “Dad I don’t think she will. I think it will scare the fun out of it for her.”

“And again son, I’m asking what if it doesn’t?”

“Come on. I have to check the fire in the BBQ.” I started walking the few 100 yards it was to the house and dad fell into step with me. “What in the fuck am I doing, this is crazy shit crazy. Dad, if this backfires on me, the only rule I guess I would have is you can’t come out here and screw her when I’m not home. It’s 3 or none for her.”

Starting through the gate to the house, dad caught my arm, “Son, are you sure about this. I mean it’s not too late. I can feel sick and just go home.”

My stomach flipped then came up into my throat “No, no I’m afraid it's way too late.”

I checked the BBQ and then dad and I went in finding she was in the kitchen wearing her little short green dress with the flowers all over it. “Lynn, come into the living room with us. I want to talk to you.” when she walked in I pointed to the couch. “Set.” I watched how high the skirt of her little dress pulled up and saw that she made no effort to pull it down as looked at dad.

He never said a word to me as he stepped over to her pulling his already hard cock out of his pants.

“Open your mouth Lynn.”

About an hour and half later Lynn was on her back, her tits pulled out of the top of her dress with it wadded up around her waist, her eyes were closed and she was gasping for air. Dad and I had taken turns with her doing our best to bring her to climax. I know it was 4 but I think she came 5 times and the last time was with her on top of and riding him. I had pushed her forward and taken her hard in the butt until she screamed out and came that 5th time.

I sat up next to her with dad on his back next to her. She was really out of breath, her hair matted and sticking to her face. Her makeup was a mess and her lips looked red and bruised from both of us having her mouth. Her hand came to her head pushing the hair away as still gasping for air she was covered in sweat. She looked very well used as she smiled up at me. “I love you. Help me up. I need to take a shower.”

Looking at the cum leaking from both her openings I offered her my hand asking, “Is this over now?”

“Yes, my husband.” It was also just about then that I thought about him in her bare back. I thought about the fact that we had both come in her and more than once and she wasn’t on the pill.

Something changed in Lynn and when she came back from the shower she was in blue jeans shorts and a button down cotton top. We spent that rest of dad's birthday BBQ just as thought nothing had ever happened.

Thankfully she didn’t get pregnant and I can truthfully say it has never happened again. Lynn had meant it when she said she was done.

It wasn’t much later when she introduced dad to a woman from her work and about a year after that they got married.

I can also say Lynn still flashes him some, and there is some grab ass and a stolen kiss from time to time but that need to know more is gone. It was our first and only 3 some and in talking about it with her, that was our last

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