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damagedintellect · 11 days

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ADA Dazai x Reader

💌Obligatory sex pollen fic I guess?? chapter 2💌

Summary: Certain abilities Dazai can dispel outright without touching the user. This has always confused the brunette greatly where the technical line was drawn. During Q's apocalypse, he couldn't bring individuals back to their senses but with Shiwabusa's fog he could prevent Chuuya’s ability from manifesting. Apparently this “Sex pollen” ability was more like the former example. Which left Dazai the only one conscious of their actions as everyone fucked like rabbits.

Notes: Based on a dream I had a few nights ago....This chapter is shorter because I started waking up once I realized it was THAT DREAM, I'm literally crying it got a second chapter some one help😭

Contains: sex pollen, dubcon, pregnancy, mpreg, pregnant Fyodor, Fyodor being painfully religious, 🍋 in chapter 1

💌 Wordcount 1,971 💌 Chapter 2 of ?? [If I have another dream I am obligated to update this] <= Previous chapter

Just like that for a few weeks everything was back to some semblance of normalcy. Out of sight out of mind you guess. Once you stopped feeling sick all the time you could hardly tell you were pregnant at all. You were still confined to the office since it would take anywhere from 3 to 6 months to fully heal from your injuries but that was fine with you. Honestly you don’t understand how Dazai does it. You've been pampered by Yosano's ability. It didn't even occur to you that you'd still have to have some sort of physical therapy afterwards either. Meanwhile Dazai gets shot and stabbed all the goddamn time and he takes it like a champ. Just one more reason to like him you guess.

Dazai looked up to catch you staring. You didn’t look away but your face did start to feel warm. You hadn’t really sat down and talked about it in depth yet. That night or about the child and honestly no one in the office has really tried to bring it up either. Although you still don't know what to say, sooner or later someone has to say something and hopefully it won't have to be you. Unfortunately you have a feeling it's going to be you.

Dazai glanced at the door and frowned. He's been trying to avoid any meaningful confrontation but judging from the sounds outside he swallowed. He knew those footsteps better than anyone and it was only a matter of time before “he” showed up. This might as well be happening today. Without warning Chuuya emerged from the doorway looking annoyed.

“Okay, which one of you is the weretiger!”

Atsushi hesitantly raised his hand. You raised an eyebrow at the exchange. What was the mafia executive doing looking for Atsushi? Dazai sighed and rose to his feet, putting an arm around Atsushi as Chuuya approached the two.

“Why Chuuya, what brings you out to our domain! I almost didn't see you there, have you gotten shorter?” He smiles cheerfully. You swear you could see flowers and sparkles surrounding him.

Chuuya crossed his arms “Go to hell and wait your turn. I have a bone to pick with you after I square away business with the tiger boy.” He glared at Atsushi, sizing him up. “And you, my boy Akutagawa hasn't been the same since your guy's little rescue operation. Mind telling me why that is?” It was surprisingly less threatening and more of a genuine question.

Atsushi’s face flushed a few shades darker “Why don't you ask him! He's the one who-” He stopped mid sentence, groaning. He figured Akutagawa wouldn't talk about it to anyone either but being asked directly because Akutagawa was out of sorts was insulting. How did he think Atsushi felt? “You know what, the bottom line is I'm pregnant and it's his fault he used his stupid ability like that. If anything I should be the one who's traumatized!”

Chuuya hummed, putting his hand under his chin as he thought about an earlier encounter. “Oh so that's why he was muttering about being bound to the weretiger. He was saying something about not even holding hands yet and having to marry you. Guess that makes me the godfather for two babies then.” the redhead shrugged like this conversation was an everyday occurrence.

Atsushi slouched, was this karma for trying to suggest that Fyodor and Nikolai should get married?

“Don’t tell me Akutagawa is religious too.”

Chuuya furrowed his eyebrows. “What? No listen kid, this is about stepping up to responsibilities. Raising a kid's a big deal.” He looked over at Dazai with a smirk about to add one more thing but Dazai interjected, flicking the brim of Chuuya's hat.

He continued to wave his hand in the other's face. “Who said you were the godfather? I don't remember calling you.” Both of their expressions went flat for a moment as they glared at each other passively.

“You should have, it would have been better to hear the news from you than from Mori.” He huffed “Why didn't you? It's not like you to go back on your word. What happened too, I wouldn't lie about something like this.” He mocked in a Dazai like fashion.

“I thought you were too drunk to remember that!” Dazai whined.

“Yeah well I also remember promising to be your best man if you ever lived long enough to find someone.” Chuuya leaned back into his hip “So?” the redhead crossed his arms, waiting.

“So what?” Dazai said matter of factly. As the two stared back at each other, Atsushi finally sat down. Why did they have to do this at his desk?

“So what? You're not even going to introduce me!”

Dazai rolled his eyes. Is that really what Chuuya came here for? When Chuuya walked in you had gotten up from your desk to make tea. As you brought the cups over Dazai walked around you and put his hand on your shoulder “(Y/N), Chuuya, Chuuya, (Y/N). There, you happy?”

“Wait (Y/N)? You mean your-” Dazai cut him off but Chuuya looked surprised. You wonder what he was going to say. It sounded important.

Dazai pankicked and grabbed the other from behind covering his mouth as he dragged him out into the hallway. “Nope that's it you overstayed your welcome.”

Once the door shut Ranpo pouted “I'm pregnant too ya know. I wouldn't mind Mr. Fancy hat being the godfather.” He puffed out his cheeks.

Atsushi rolled his eyes. “That's all you got from that!”

Ranpo sighed “No, I also got the image of Akutagawa tying you up so thanks for that.”

Atsushi stood up so fast his chair nearly fell over. “How can everybody speak about it so casually!”

He looked over to you with pleading eyes. Atsushi was probably hoping you'd back him up. Instead you laughed, handing him the disregarded tea.

“Well for starters only the adults are here today and the more you talk about it the less power it has.” You handed the detective another cup. “Although instead of putting you on the spot Ranpo should have asked if you wanted to talk about it first or at least opened up about his experience.”

He took a sip of tea before shrugging. Ranpo didn't mind sharing at all in fact he’s glad someone asked about it. “Not much to say really. Poe hugged me from behind and by the time I realized he wasn't doing it to be cute I just kinda went with it.” Ranpo shrugged with a smile on his face. “I'm more curious what happened with Kunikida!”

The blonde tensed as you set the last cup down in front of him. He had stopped his typing as a bead of sweat dripped down the side of his face. “Do I have too?” Out of everyone in the office Kunikida had been the one trying the hardest to skirt around the conversations. He wanted to forget it ever happened. It was bad enough that Dazai would tease him about it whenever they were alone.

Ranpo hummed “Akiko's really careful because she could never give up drinking for that long, so since you're not forced into being a dad, dealer's choice?” You all nodded in agreement, it only seemed fair since you were putting him on the spot.

Kunikida pushed up his glasses. You assume he probably doesn't want to share. Instead he turns to address you. “Which reminds me, I thought Yosano gave you a contraceptive too?”

“I was so exhausted I forgot it was in my pocket and never took it.” You frowned. It didn't feel like a priority in the moment but like most of them you were out of it. “But forced parenting aside, right now this is about sexual trauma.”

Kunikida cleared his throat “I wouldn't know what to share. I turned to look at Yosano and the next thing I know we're kissing in a passionate manner.” He paused wondering if he should say something about the elephant in the room. “Also this should go without saying, but no one is forcing you to be a parent. Ranpo and Atsushi might not have a choice but there's still plenty of time for you to think it over. No one would stop you if you decided you're not ready to be a mother.” This was true but your mind was already made up.

Somehow only Ranpo knew of your crush? You thought it was fairly obvious. Had it been anyone else you probably would have gotten rid of it by now.

Ranpo laughed before you could answer, sharing his two cents. “Who said I don't have a choice? I'm choosing to have this little munchkin! This is a once in a lifetime opportunity to see what me and Poe create. Besides, I've always wanted a mini me!” He patted his stomach proudly.

Atsushi sipped on his tea “That's true. So in a weird way it kind of worked out for you and Poe huh. At least one of us lucked out.” He’s been avoiding Akutagawa as much as possible ever since that night.

Ranpo snickered, “I would say two of us lucked out.” He draped one around your shoulder opening his eyes to give you a smug look. “Well you care to share with the class? This was your idea after all.”

So that’s why he bothered to bring all of this up. You sighed in defeat. “Lucked out my ass!” Your cheeks were red as Atsushi and Kunikida gave you incredulous looks “Keep in mind Dazai was fully conscious of his actions. He kind of just let me get it out of my system in hope that I would eventually snap out of it,” You groaned hiding your face in your hands “and yes, apparently I was begging him to fuck a baby into me. Is that what you wanted to hear, Ranpo!”

Ranpo blinked a few times “You didn't have to go that far but yeah I was just trying to get you to mention your crush on Dazai.”

“You have a crush on Dazai?!” Both Atsushi and Kunikida shouted. Kunikida nearly spat out his tea. You groaned “That’s why I was planning on keeping the child but I feel like I'd be baby trapping him.”

“It’s not baby trapping if you decide to keep the child, it's your body. I already told you that you have the final say.”

Everyone slowly turned their heads back to see Dazai coming back into the office. You swallowed “How much of that did you hear?”

“Not much but you already told me your reason for wanting to keep the kid.” He shrugged nonchalantly and everyone wiped their heads back to you.

Atsushi was dumbfounded. “Wait a second, let me get this straight. He knows that you-”

Dazai spoke over him. “-Always wanted kids, it's not that big of a deal. Unless that's not what we're talking about?” He tilted his head to the side. Did he miss something? It took a lot out of him to turn Chuuya away especially after the stupid slug made his own revelations about the situation.

You released the breath you were holding. Everyone else understood Dazai was just as oblivious to your feelings as always. Eventually you would have to tell him but it was still early enough in the process to figure that out. At least everyone else in the office knew why you’ve been acting weird since that night.

Kunikida groaned at the realization. “I don't know if I can handle a mini Ranpo running around, let alone a mini Dazai.” He went back to his work. “It’s bad enough having to work with Dazai as is.”

You laughed as the two tried to defend themselves.

#bsd imagines #bsd fanfic #bsd dazai #bsd x reader #dazai x reader #dazai osamu x reader #my bsd brainrot is showing #x reader #based on a dream i had #i can't believe this got a chapter 2

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lycheedr3ams · 9 months

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I'm feeling so many feelings about butcher!Konig! I used to work at a gas station and had many crappy customers, sometimes to a point where I mentally shut myself down to survive a shift then cry afterwards.

Can you do one for after a difficult shift and you're crying in your car and a there's a gentle tap on the window? Thank you thank you! Love your smut but your sweet butcher!Konig huts different~

i'm so sorry to hear that was your experience at your job! when i worked at the deli at the grocery store (from which all these butcher!könig things are inspired by), i wanted to quit every fucking shift because customers would treat me so horribly. i got yelled at over fried chicken, so i get it.

answered below the cut! and yes i am living for sweet butcher!könig as well!

also random but if anyone is a minor, you should just block me atp. i'm going to be posting some absolute pure porn in the coming weeks. word porn i mean not actual porn lol

today was probably the worst shift you had ever had. it was around the 4th of july, so most customers were up in arms about their food being absolutely perfect. it didn't matter that most of them didn't read the regulations about the limit of food they were allowed to order, or the period of notice your store needed. all they saw was that you were at fault.

you could barely keep it together as you were yelled at by the 5th customer that day. the customers who didn't yell at you were condescending and rude. about halfway through your shift, you just couldn't take it anymore, and you abandoned your coworkers as you cried alone in your car in the corner of the parking lot.

butcher!könig hadn't had a chance to talk to you today, since he was also busy preparing orders for the upcoming holiday. and since his workstation was behind closed doors whereas yours was right where the customers are, he wasn't aware of everything that you had been going through. but he didn't miss the way you fled through the grocery store through the little window in the meat department's door. butcher!könig dropped everything he was doing and followed you out, not even bothering to take off his white work coat.

you were already deep into crying when you suddenly jumped when you heard a little tap on your window. you wiped your wet eyes and blushed when you saw butcher!könig standing outside your car, looking very worried. you winded the window down and put on a fake smile.

"what is wrong?" butcher!könig asked with furrowed eyebrows.

you sniffled. "the customers have just been so mean today... i've been yelled at all day, and they're just so rude." you wiped your hot tears as more fell, not wanting butcher!könig to see you like this.

"why didn't you tell me?" he asked sternly, but you knew he was just concerned for you.

"everyone's been beaten up by the customers today. you were busy too," you said quietly.

butcher!könig shook his head. "nein nein, you always tell me when a customer is being mean to you. do you understand?"

you looked into his eyes with your wet, red ones before finally nodding. "okay. i will from now on."

butcher!könig shuffled on his feet a little, since his back was hurting from hunching over to talk to you in your car. "oh, sorry, do you want to come in?" you offered as you unlocked the car door. he nodded and walked around the front of your car and sat down in your passenger seat. he was much too big for the seat, his knees hitting the dashboard, but he didn't seem to care as he looked over at you so caringly.

"may i comfort you?" butcher!könig asked softly. you nodded as you wiped your eyes again. he slowly placed his large hand on your arm and rubbed his thumb on your skin. you blushed and closed your eyes, not wanting to admit to him or you how much you enjoyed his touch. he looked at you so tenderly you thought you could cry.

"you are much too sweet for customers - or anyone - to be mean to you," butcher!könig said quietly as he looked down at his hand on your arm. you just listened quietly and tried to steady your breathing.

you and him stayed like that for a little while before accepting the reality that you had to go back to work. you sheepishly got out of your car and followed butcher!könig behind him like he was your bodyguard. needless to say, no customers dared to approach you as you followed behind the titan of a leather-masked butcher with a slightly crazed look in his eye that he always hid from you.

#cod mw2 #konig call of duty #konig imagine #konig fic #konig x reader #konig smut #konig #konig cod #konig mw2 #konig headcanons #answered #asks #butcher!konig #cod imagine

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reiketsunomizunomegami · 1 year

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Flinching during an argument with op boys

Warning: Angst, Some Cursing, Flood Fluff in the end

Feat: Thatch, Sanji, Katakuri, and Crocodile

Thatch Death

-Thatch was rather known as a very sweet and Charming Man... and losing self-control over his own temper doesn't usually happen to him

-Now You both having an argument and because Thatch has a rather thin patience at the time he immediately snapped at you making your eyes wide and scared of him

-after realising what he had done, Thatch immediately Approach you and attempt to touch but before he can touch your skin you immediately flinch making the Man shock because now He knew that you are scared of him and evenly worse you think that he will hurt you

-He will Trap you into a tight hug and started to whisper sweet things into your Ear “Forgive My Love.. I didn't mean to scare you that way.. I-uh Just having a bad day and didn't mean to take out on you” He said as he started to let out a quiet Sob making your heart ache “Oh Thatch.. Its okay Baby, I'm not Mad anymore.. I know you didn't mean it” You said “Sorry” He said before pressing a loving Kiss into yor Forehead

Sanji Vinsmoke

-He Doesn't mean to snap out liked that and Scare you

-Seeing you flinch away and cover yourself makes his poor heart ache because The love of his Life was now scared or even worse you think him now as a monster

-After this he will gravely hated and isolated himself from you.. But of course you were not scared of him you're just a little bit shocked and Intimidated when he screamed at you

-Afterwards of all days that he avoided you.. You immediately confronted him with it and tell him that you're not angry nor upset with him “Re-Really Y/N~Chan?” He ask making you smile along with a firm nod

-Sanji will Let out a relieving Smile before throwing his arms around you “I Love you Y/N~Chan.. I really do.. And I'm so sorry for screaming at you, I promise It won't happen agaim” He assured while rubbing the back of your Head

Charlotte Katakuri

-He Was very Frustrated with his Family mainly with his Mother

-When Katakuri was upset or angry with something he will make sure that you're not there with him because he doesn't wanted you to see him in that state.. But unfortunately when he enters you shared Room his eyes immediately landed on you

-As he enters the room You Immediately senses that Uneasy on your Beloved's Aura so you approach him to ask him and offer him a conform but to your Shock he decline your offer and tell you to leave him alone.. And you as his Stubborn Wife/Girlfriend You didn't leave him and Obey his order and still continue to ask him

-And After a few seconds of asking he immediately gets Irritated and pin you against the Wall making gasp for some air.. Katakuri's Grip immediately let go before staring at your scared eyes “I-Uh I'm so sorry” He said before turning around to leave the room. But before he can even step out you Pull his hand “Its fine.. Its my Fault anyways” You said making Him to eyed you again but this time with a gentle gaze “My Dear” He said before pressing his Forehead into yours “I'm so sorry.. I didn't mean it, I'm just so Frustrated about my family” he admitted “Its okay Baby.. I understand” You said making his eyes to tear up “Oh Y/N.. How can I deserve Someone like you” He said happily

Si Crocodile

-You are very Stubborn today and didn't obey any of your Husband's orders

-Until he actually snapped out and call you names that is actually prick into your heart “I told you to Leave right?!” He Scream making you flinch in horror because you didn't actually see him angry before

-Crocodile grabs you by your Neck and pin you against the Wall “You wanted to act like a Bitch? Huh?!” He said before lifting your chin with his Cold Hook “Stupid” He spat making your eyes tears up in sadness

-After seeing your Crying face Crocodile immediately realize his wrong and wrap his arms around you in a rather gentle way “I'm Sorry Sweetheart.. I-I didn't mean it” He said as he Caress your soft gaur with his large hand and let you sob into his Chest

-after a couple of Minutes you eventually stop your crying and forgive your man because let's be honest here.. How you can't you forgive this gorgeous man?

-Therefore after you calm down Crocodile promised you to do the things that you had wanted and he also promised you that he will cancel all of his plans for weekend so that he can make it up to you

#One piece Imagine #One Piece canon #One piece x y/n #One piece x s /n #Ones Piece Character #One piece x reader #Thatch Death #Sanji Vinsmoke #Charlotte Katakuri #Sir Crocodile #Thatch x reader #Sanji x reader #katakuri x reader #Crocodile x reader #Reiketsunomizunomegami blog #Reiketsunomizunomegami writing #Reiketsunomizunomegami

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sunnytyun · 9 months

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"And if you were my little girl, I'd do whatever I could do. I'd run away and hide with you."

Daddy Issues —The Neighborhood

Jay X fem! reader

Warnings: daddy issues (obv), strong language, ptsd, mentions of sex (if you squint)

Genre: sad, comfort

"Promise you won't leave. Even if I lose my mind and try to push you away, promise that you'll handle me. Don't let me ruin this, please."

In that moment, you had felt so relieved when your boyfriend had promised you then, hugging you afterwards. But you didn't seem too sure about it now.

"Oh, you're awake." Jay smiled at you brightly when you walked in the kitchen, wearing nothing but a t-shirt that belonged to him. Your boyfriend abandoned the preparing breakfast for a moment only to wrap his arms around your waist. "Did you sleep well?" He asked. You didn't reply, instead you buried your face in his chest tiredly. "I guess you did." He chuckled.

This was so right. You and him. Both made for each other, but definitely not in a good way. You were the problematic one in the relationship— always sulking and being mean, whereas he was the understanding one— always comforting you and putting up with your attitude. Poor Jay, your inner voice would say, always the one giving, never the one receiving.

Little did you know, he had no problem putting up with you. He loved you, probably more than he loved himself. It may have seemed like you were a handful to the outsiders— and in all honesty, you were— but the truth was that his life had been so boring without you. It was like he was living with no purpose at all, like he needed someone to give all of his time and devotion to. And you came into his life as that someone.

"Go and freshen up." He said as you pulled away from his warmth. "I'll get your breakfast ready by then." He placed a chaste kiss on your lips before turning you around in your spot and patting your butt. You walked away at that, rubbing your eyes as the sleep refused to leave you.

So that's how it was between the two of you. Him being the angel in disguise and you being a survivor of a traumatic household— such a perfect combination, right? Well, on one hand it was but on the other hand, it was downright depressing for Jay to see you break down at nights, flinch at small sounds, get frustrated when things don't go your way, and cry at the smallest things.

Jay had made sure to give you everything your family couldn't give you, what your father couldn't give you. Not receiving any affection at such a young age would drive anyone mad, but he was so proud that you held out through this, you were so brave. He got angry a lot of times too, especially when you sometimes tell him the things your father said to you. And when your boyfriend realizes that your dad had caused you to believe such things about you, he just wants to drive out to your hometown, find that bitch of a man and beat him up to no extent. But he calms himself down, focusing on comforting you rather than smashing your sperm donor's head.

When your relationship started, you were too submissive to him. No matter the occasion— during dinners, during sex, during dates— you always felt the need to have him control you. Jay didn't like it much if he was true to himself. Fine, maybe it was hot to have you underneath him during the sexual intercourses, but other than that, it was straight up bullshit. Because who was he to tell you what you do? Who was he to decide what you would wear outside and if it was decent enough or not? Who was he to tell you how to live your life?

"Can I go have lunch with my friends?" You had asked him on a normal day. "They invited me."

"Yeah, of course, you can. Why are you asking me?" Jay raised his brows, letting out a small chuckle.

"I can?" Your eyes widened. "Really?" It was that easy? You had never been allowed to go anywhere by yourself, so Jay allowing you to go surprised you.

"Yeah." He raised a brow in confusion, still not knowing what went through your head since it was only a new relationship, there were a lot of things you both had to figure out about each other. "It's not like I own you or anything. Go wherever you want."

"You- don't own me?" You looked up at him with confused doe eyes. "It's okay if you want to own me. I'm okay with it."

"I don't want to own you." Jay shook his head, now slowly starting to understand your behaviour. He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and smiled at you. "You're your own person."

That was the first time Jay had gotten a hint about the issues you had. You had mentioned your father to him before, and you had told him how he was, so he figured that your own father was the reason you behaved the way you did. And it was that day he decided that he would try and help you with those issues.

"Are you cold?" Jay had asked that one day as you both walked through the lively streets of Korea and Korea's deadly winter. You only shook your head in a sweet lie, rubbing your arms from over your sweater to get some warmth. Jay huffed, taking his black and white varsity jacket off of him and draping it over your shoulders.

"I'm okay, really." You blushed, ready to take it off but a grunt in protest from him made you shut up. You quickly slipped your arms in the sleeves of your boyfriend's jacket, obeying like his good girl— a title you loved to earn from him every chance you got. Jay gave you a smile, ruffling your hair. You both started to walk again— your hand grabbing his index finger, he noticed.

After walking a few steps, you stopped in your tracks when you tripped suddenly, looking down to see your untied shoelaces. You tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear in embarassment. Jay noticed and chuckled slightly.

When you tried to bend down to tie them, a strong grab on your forearm was enough to stop you from doing so. You looked up at Jay again, only to see him smile. A small "I'll get that" left his mouth and he knelt down on one knee in front of you, ignoring your small protests because you thought it was disrespectful to him.

He quickly tied your shoelaces, looking up at you with a small smile. You didn't know how to react to this. No one had ever tied your shoelaces for you before, infact, you were the one who always volunteered to tie your friends' shoelaces when in public. You could only smile back nervously as you felt the guilt and anxious butterflies floating around in your stomach. He's so good to me, you thought, am I really enough for him?

Jay noticed your expression and knew what you were thinking almost instantly. He wanted to stop and hug you close to his chest for a long time, patting your head while he told you how proud of you he actually is, telling you that he will never be disappointed in you, telling you that you're enough. Because no matter how much he tried to, he couldn't figure out just how bad your father hurt you for you to turn out this way.

A new day in your relationship and a new problem with you. This was a normal thing now.

"Baby, why are you crying?" Jay was panicked. He didn't know why you were suddenly sobbing so hard. He had only now gotten home from work and saw you sitting in a corner, your face buried in your hands as you whimpered to yourself. The first thing he checked was if you were injured anywhere, sighing in relief when he made sure that you weren't in any kind of physical pain. But he still wasn't calm enough, knowing that the thing that was making you cry this much were your own thoughts.

"I'm- I'm so- sorry." You cried, speaking between hiccups. He cupped your face, dragging his thumbs on your cheeks to wipe away the tears.

"Sorry for what, sweetie?" Jay asked, his brows scrunching in deep concern.

"You're s- so good to me. B- but I never have anything to re- return your kindness." Jay was starting to feel his eyes getting teary as he listened to your hurtful words. So, that's what you thought about him? Did you really think he wanted you to apologize because you assumed that you weren't a good girlfriend? Whatever the fuck could he ever do make you believe otherwise? The thoughts were creeping down to his lips, waiting for him to say them.

"You're wrong." Jay sniffled quietly and you looked up at him with tear-filled eyes. You couldn't even properly see him due to the blur of the salty liquid, but you could see enough to know that he hated whatever you confessed. "How could you just assume that you never return anything? You return my love, you return my kindness. A relationship is fifty-fifty. We would've broken up by now if you weren't "returning" anything to me."

"Jay." You sobbed harder at his words, realising that he was right. But till how long will you keep that in your mind? You knew yourself enough to know that once the night is gone and the another day is here, you will blame yourself again. That's just how you were. So pathetic. So miserable. "Please don't ever leave me." You cried, fisting the material of his shirt in your hands, keeping him close to you.

"I won't." Jay was also close to crying, you could hear it in his voice. He pulled you closer to him, one of his hands on the back of your neck while the other rubbed your back soothingly, engulfing you in a warm hug. You buried your face in his chest, your voice coming out muffled when you spoke again.

"Promise you won't leave. Even if I lose my mind and try to push you away, promise that you'll handle me. Don't let me ruin this, please."

"I promise, baby." He whispered into your hair. "Now, please... stop crying."

"I love you."

"I love you too, sweetheart."

So now, in the present day, you hated yourself for still thinking the same thing you were thinking all those months ago. Still thinking that Jay deserved better than you.

You watched in silence, standing at the doorway as Jay placed down plates on the table for breakfast, mind getting hazy as he smiled to himself at some thought that crossed his mind— which 99.9% included you. Just as your mind drifted even more away from reality, his gaze snapping up to you quickly pulled you back to Earth.

"Let's break up." The words left you before you could even prepare yourself. Jay couldn't understand if you were being serious or not. He was shocked, he was confused. He couldn't decipher his own emotions. So he did what could be the most appropriate thing in that moment.

He laughed.

"If that's another prank, then it's really funny. Ha ha ha." He shook his head with a smile. But you never smiled back. His smile fell a bit at the serious silence but it was still on his face, a hopeful smile that maybe, maybe you weren't fucking with him. "Sweetie, you can drop the act now."

"I'm not joking, Jay." You spoke again, your voice low and your words faltering. You could feel yourself getting slightly choked due to holding back tears, the gulp in your throat getting painful each second. But you couldn't cry now, you couldn't let him believe that this break-up was hurting you.

His face completely fell now, his puppy eyes getting moist. "Babe, stop." He warned.

"Jay—"

"Shut up." He held out a palm, gesturing for you to stop talking. "Just shut up."

"I can't be with you anymore." You kept your voice strong. You couldn't fall weak now, it was now or never. You knew this was hurting him, but it was for his own good. He had to understand that. "I can't do thi—"

"We're not breaking up!" Jay shouted out of the blue, he was getting extremely frustrated now. But the frustration quickly washed away when he saw you flinch at his loud tone. He tried to calm himself down, pinching the bridge of his nose and pushing back tears. He sighed, walking towards you and placing his hands on your shoulders.

The mere touch of him was enough for you to let your guard down and let the tears escape down your face. He was extremely pained to see the tears falling from your brown eyes. He only ever wanted to see your eyes filled with joy and happiness, not with sadness and tears.

"Look, baby. Whatever that's going on in your head, don't listen to it, yeah?" He said gently as he cupped your face, making you look up at him. "We'll fix whatever problem it is. I'll fix it, I promise."

"You can't fix it this time." You said, nose flaring with every sob.

"I can, sweetie." He let out a breathy chuckle. "I can fix it. And I will fix it. Just tell me what's the problem. Am I not good enough? Did I do something? I'll work on myself. I'll work on myself and be a better man. I'll do anything you want just— just please don't leave me."

You pushed him away as harshly as you could, wiping the tears off of your face while he stared at you with sadness written all over his features. "That's your problem. You just can't take a hint. I'm suffocating, Jay!" You yelled. "It's so fucking suffocating in here with you. I can't breathe! Just leave me the fuck alone!"

"Baby, please." He only whispered, his chin wobbling and he doesn't even try to hide his emotions, tears falling down his face. "What is it? Is there another guy? Do you love someone else?"

You shook your head no.

"Then why?"

You didn't have an answer to that question. Well, you did have an answer, but you didn't want him to hear it. You didn't want him thinking of you as a pathetic bitch. The reason was simple, you had had enough. Enough of people talking about us behind our backs. Enough of them saying that you didn't deserve a man like Jay. Enough of them saying that you were a crazy bitch. Enough of them saying that he was just a babysitter for you. Enough. Enough. Enough.

"I told you." You sighed. "It's because you suffocate me. I hate it in here with you."

"You don't mean it."

"I do."

"You don't—"

"I do fucking mean it!"

He didn't say anything after that, only waiting a few silent seconds before basically launching at you and pulling you in a bone-crushing hug.

"Let me go!" You squeaked, sobbing continuously and thrashing around in his grip, but unfortunately, he was a lot stronger than you. He kept you in his hold, not letting you push him away. "I said let me fucking go!"

"No." was the only thing he said.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" You yelled, smacking his chest and squirming around in his arms while his warm body kept you hostage.

"Keeping my promise." These words that were whispered into your hair made you calm down a bit. You were shocked, letting out a whimper as you stood still and let him crush you in the hug. "I'm keeping the promise I made to you."

He waited for you to give a signal, to do or say something that could mean he could continue to persuade you. And he got the green light when he felt you fisting his t-shirt in your grip— a gesture he found familiar from whenever you craved comfort.

"I promised that I won't leave. I promised that I won't let you leave." He rested his chin on the top of your head, feeling his top get wet as you let the tears fall onto them. "I meant it when I said that I'll fix it. I'll fix anything when it comes to you. So please, baby, just let me take care of you."

"Aren't you tired of it?" You finally spoke, your voice small. "Aren't you tired of taking care of me all the time?"

"I'll never be tired of taking care of you." He pulled away, tucking your hair behind your ears and cupping the back of your neck to make you look at him. As you stared into his eyes, searching for any kind of sign that he was lying, you were surprised to find none. He was telling you the truth. "I want to be with you— fucking hell, I want to grow old with you. I don't want to break up, and I know you don't too. I won't let those voices in your head ruin this for us."

"I trouble you so much. I'm sorry." You mewled, making him let out a small breathy chuckle.

"No, you don't trouble me, baby." He smiled, leaning his forehead against yours. "I like handling you. You're my girl, yeah?" A swarm of butterflies waved through your stomach at his words. His girl. You were his girl.

"Jay..." You whispered, making him hum in response. "Am I- am I still your good girl?"

He pulled away a bit at your question so he could look at your face. And as soon as he did, he smiled to see such an innocent expression on your face, bambi eyes looking up at him with a fear of losing the title of his good girl.

"Yes, baby, you're still my good girl." He chuckled, leaning in to join his lips with yours only for a moment before he pulled away again. "You'll always be my good little girl."

"I love you."

"I love you more." Jay smiled, crashing his lips down on yours, passionately and properly this time. He almost sighed against your lips, thinking how there would've been a chance that he'd have never gotten to kiss you again. But all that was sorted out now, because you were his again.

His good little girl.

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Cowboy's Date With A Georgian 😍🤠👨🏼‍❤️‍👩🏾‍🦲

Jake Hangman Seresin X OC (Nickname: Sweetheart)

Warning: Just Fluff.

You waking up from the sounds of birds chirping outside on a nice sunny day in the morning, you have on a old but oversized Texas University shirt that Jake let you borrow from last night, and so you got up from the bed, putting your dress back on from last night, then went downstairs. And come to see that Jake is cooking breakfast with no shirt on while country music is playing in the background.....

"Morning, darlin," he said to you with a smile on his face.

"Morning, how are you?" You bit your lip while blushing.

"I'm good, can't complain, and how about you?" He fixing some coffee.

"I'm doing fine, thanks for asking, but hey, what day is it, though?" You ask Jake.

"It's Friday." He drinking his coffee.

"Oh shit, but hey, do you have to go to work today because I'm don't wanna get you in trouble or -"

"Relax, I'm told my boss that it's okay. That I can get a day off for today, so you're good?" Jake cut you off.

"Oh well okay." You were cool with it.

"Yeah, so since I'm off today, do you wanna go sightseeing around the town to show you stuff?" He ask you.

"Yeah, sure, no problem but first, I'm have to go home, wash up, and change clothes." You eating your food while talking.

After y'all two finished breakfast, he took you back to your apartment, so you can freshen up, to start the day, so after he take you back to your place, he killed the engine in his truck and y'all went inside to the apartment and Jake sit down in the kitchen...

"This is my place, it's really not much, so make yourself at home, while I'm changing clothes." You said to him with a smile.

"Okay, well thank you, darlin', appreciate it." He give you a smile back.

So while you washing up and changing new pair of clothes, you been thinking about that you never thought you would were invited a handsome stranger that whom you just met from yesterday and he let you spend the night at his place since last night. So you guess that you have been blessed that you might find someone who you can trust, respect, but treat you like a queen like any woman wants in a man.

So, afterwards, you already just got dressed and went to the front room to check on Jake. He is looking at the picture of you and your dad admiring you that you have no idea how blessed you are to have both parents who support you regardless the ups & downs what you and the family been through in life. And so while you standing there, Jake broke the silence to ask you something.....

"So, it's this is your dad in the picture?" He ask.

"Yes, that my father, he was a good man and sweet guy, you will like him." You said to him with a softer voice.

"Let me guess, he passed away, right?" He guess it.

"Yes, he passed away since 2017, from health problems." You trying not to cry and thinking about because that was your father, the man who cares and loves you till the end of time, but he will do everything regardless of how the situation is. And so Jake step forward to you and give you a shoulder to cry on. You felt it because the hug was warmest but full of love but empathy as well.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mea-" she cut him off

"No, you okay, it's just I'm miss him every day when I think about him, you know?" Your voice felt some sadness to it.

"I'm understand darlin', so uh, you gonna be okay if I don't mind asking?" He asked

"Yeah, I'm will, so you ready to go then?" You ask

"Yeah, sure darlin', ready as I ever be." He give you a smile.

So after your little sympathy session, you and Jake went to the park for a minute to have a nice walk, then he ask you what your favorite restaurant to go to and you said Chili's, so later on that evening the two of y'all went to Chili's and you couldn't help that feeling that this man have been with you all day and never leave your side and he hang out at your place while you changing your clothes. So after dinner, you told Jake can you stay over at his place just to have company and he nodded (meaning he say yes), so you went back to your apartment to pack up some of your clothes, your toothbrush, and everything else you needed it to make sure you straight.

"Thank you for everything, Jake. This is nice, and I'm glad I have someone to talk to. I'm also sorry you have to miss work too."

"It's no problem darlin', it's been my pleasure to hang out with you as well, even though it's was our first date." He said to you with a grin on his features.

"Mhm, I didn't know it's was a date till you said it." You chuckled

"Yeah, well I am glad that I'm met you and also I know this is a random question but do you wanna move in with me? And I know we are still getting to know each other and -" she cut off what you gonna say

"Yes, I would like that, thank you." You give him a big smile, and a kiss on the cheek.

A/N: Here is another one-shot story, and I'm sorry for taking it long, but I always take my time to make sure I'm trying to do it justice. But overall, I hope y'all enjoy it. 😌🫶🏾🤠🤘🏾

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Happy Mother's Day! Feat. Jaune's Future Children.

Ruby: You know Yang mother's day are coming...

Yang: Do you want to visit mom's grave afterward?

Ruby: Yes, I would like that...

Blake: (Damn this is getting dark all of a sudden. Where's Weiss when you need her.)

Then out from nowhere a girl around their age appears suddenly behind Ruby to loudly proclaim herself.

Scarlett: Hi mom it's me your favorite daughter! 😆

Ruby: Scarlett! And how do you even get here? 😮

Scarlett: Heh, heh... Trade secret. 😉

Ruby: So anyway. What brings you here? 🤨

Scarlett: We're here to meet you all, silly. 😜

Ruby: We, what do you mean by we?

Aurum: I think What little sister meant is that she's bringing us to celebrate mother's day.

Yang: OMG you remember about Mother's day. You're Aurum right. You're supposed to be my son from the future?

The man she's talking to tower over everyone in presence, much older than the rest of the group and encased in golden armor.

Aurum: That's right mother how have you been?

Yang: Oh fine... Shoot, I don't know how to act around you. You're supposed to be my son and all, but you're older than my dad.

Aurum: Ha, ha. I get that it would be confusing. But worry not Honored Mother. *kneels* No matter how you treated me I will always regard you with the up most respect.

Yang: Ah, please stop you're embarassing me...

Blake: Wait if Aurum and Scarlett are here then that means. My Dusky Wusky is here too!

Dusk: Mommy!!! *glomps on Blake*

Blake: *Squee* How is my beautiful baby girl. Your mama miss you so much!!!

Dusk: I miss you too mommy but please stop it. You're hurting me.

Blake: No I will not. Because you will just leave me again. Mama will never let you go. I will love you and cares for you for the rest of your life!

Dusk: Umuh...

Ruby: Okay... So what brings you here. Or is it when? Ah it's confusing I don't get how time travel sentences works. 😵

Scarlett: We're here for Mother's day!!! 😇

Ruby: Wow okay, but I though we already established that we are not really your Mother. We're from different timeline. So you don't have to celebrate it for us. 😞

Blake: Fuck That! Dusky Wusky is my baby and no one will take her away from me again.

Aurum: Lady Blake. Hold thine tongue! There's children here.

Yang: Blake out burst aside. Why are you celebrating with us. Should you go celebrate it with your real mom?

Scarlett: Well we did that already. But seeing that what we been through last time. We all think it just felt wrong not to celebrate it without everyone....

And speaking of which where's dad? I mean, where's Jaune?

Wow that's super weird calling my dad by his first name. I mean his other version's name. Oh I hate how parallel reality works! 😩

Ruby: Jaune? Oh we haven't see him much lately. Whenever we tried to approach him. He Immediately ran away from us. Can you believe it? 😢

Yang: Can't say I blame him. After everything that just happened. It would be weirder that he acted like nothing happened.

Blake: Whatever it is we should give him some time to process what happened. If he doesn't want to see us anymore then it's fine. We will respect his choice...

Scarlett: I understand. But anyway to get back on topic we have present for everyone here. 😎

Ruby: Present! Well why didn't you start with that. Of course we would like present. 🤯

Scarlett: He, he. For Ruby Rose here is a beautiful Rose from my brother and me. 😘

Ruby: Oh it's so beautiful. I love it. You and Aurum shouldn't have. 🥰

Scarlett: it's not from Aurum, silly. It's from MY brother. You also have a son too mom. 🤭

Ruby: 😮

Dusk: And I also want to give you this mommy.

I made it with daddy with crayon and macaroni.

Blake: *Gasp* it's so beautiful... I have the greatest mother's day gift known to Faunus and man. *cry*

Aurum: And "mother" dearest from me. I do not know what you like but you did use to tell me that when you Were young you used to like to ride on your bike. Something bee? Any way I have for you a brand new motorcycle.

Yang: Oh my gods! Oh my gods! Oh my gods! A brand new bike. I can't believe it. You made all the their mother day's present look like trash I love you Son!....

Uh, I mean. It's not what the present that count but the thought that matters...

Blake: Did you just said my daughter Mother's day present is trash!

Yang: Hey it's not a competition. Although if it were a competition. A Motorcycle beat Macaroni art hands down.

Aurum: Mother please. You're making things worse.

Lady Blake. I would like to apologize on my mother's behalf. I meant no disrespect with my gift to my mother.

It's just that I have so many siblings that I felt I have to match it in size.

Yang: Wait, many siblings. How many are we talking about?

Aurum: Ah, only around 12 with me included of course.

Blake & Ruby:

Yang: 12 Children! Curse my great child bearing hip.

Ruby: O-okay please stop! This is too much new informations to take. I can't. Wait a second isn't there supposed to be four of you?😱

Yang: Yeah the somehow even whiter version of Jaune. Victor. Weiss' son from the future.

Blake: As if that even possible. Jaune is pretty much as white as it can get.

Ruby: If this is a slander on my future baby's daddy then I would rather you keep it to yourself. 😠

Aurum: Not to worry Victor are also here to give his Mother's day present.

Yang: Didn't he tried to kill her the last time they met!?

Aurum: He gave me his word that he will not harm her.

Yang: H-he said that. And you just believed him?!

Aurum: Of course. He promise me after all.

Ruby: Wait. Where's Weiss?

Meanwhile

Victor: This is all your fault!!!!

Weiss: *choked* (Please someone save me. Ruby. Please save me Jaune...)

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Anyway here is my sorta sequel to my last fic. Go ahead and read it you want.

Part 1:

Part 2:

Oh yeah and Scarlett have an older brother. And no I didn't just add him out off nowhere. He had an unnamed cameo in an intermission fic I made a while back when I still have 40 followers:

If anyone asking what he is like think Jaune but with none of his insecurity and self loathing. Also he inherited Ruby's silver eyes. Nothing I'm sure.

And I know that someone will be asking where is Jaune in all of this and why is he avoiding team RWBY?

Well the answer is....

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In The Name of Love | Chapter 34

Previous chapter | Epilogue

Masterlist

I've been back in Barcelona for a couple of months now, and so far everything has been great.

I took my mum to Rome, where we stayed for a week doing all the touristy things you could think of, eating our weight in gelato, and having long conversations that have made us understand each other a lot better, finally managing to have a good relationship.

I also went with Marina and David to Mykonos, a place they both had always dreamt to visit. Though it wasn't as dreamy as they thought. After a couple of days struggling to find somewhere that wasn't too crowded or full of tourists, we decided to just stay at our villa. During the day we would lay in the sun, take advantage of our private swimming pool or just sleep and relax, and at night we would sit outside drinking some wine, talking and laughing about anything and everything. We realized that we didn't need to go to a fancy place to have fun. Being together was all that mattered.

And now I am back home, getting everything ready for the new school year, feeling as excited about it as I did the first time I got to properly teach.

"Do you remember how we spent the day before looking through both your wardrobe and mine trying to find the perfect outfit for your first day as a teacher?" Silvia asks me while we are chilling on the sofa.

"I remember that the house was a mess afterwards."

"Yeah, that too" she laughs. "But you looked really cute."

"I did, didn't I? I got many compliments from the other teachers. One of them even tried to flirt with me."

"I mean, it was a really nice dress. Do you still have it?"

"I gave it away when we did that big spring cleaning a couple of years ago."

"Oh, shame… But have you kept any photo where you are wearing it?"

"Of course I have. You made me take a bunch before I left for work so I could remember that day" I laugh.

"I was a proud mum" Silvia smiles. "Can you search for them?"

"Just promise not to make fun of me if I look ridiculous" I say, unlocking my phone. "It was a different time."

"You didn't look ridi… Val. Val, hey, what is it?"

"Nothing."

"Then why are you crying? That bad are those photos?"

"No, it's just… I hadn't realized… today."

"Uh?" Silvia says with a confused look.

"Today is my anniversary with Pedri… or was. And the memories thing on my phone showed me a photo of us together and…"

"Aww, Val. I'm sorry."

"It's ok" I say, wiping away my tears. "It's a good memory."

"Can I see it? The photo with him, I mean."

"Sure" I reply, giving her my phone. "It's at his secret beach as he called it, the one where he took me when we started seeing each other. The 14 of each month we would try to go there to watch the sunset and eat something, and we would spend our time talking about the most random things until it got dark and too cold. It was just us, and it was… perfect."

"It does sound perfect" she smiles.

"Today it is so hot that we would have probably gone for a swim and then buy some ice cream."

"What if… what if we do that?"

"What?" I ask.

"Go for a swim and buy some ice cream. I know I am not him, but…"

"I would love that" I smile.

"Great" Silvia says, getting up from the sofa and offering me her hand. "Shall we?"

"Let's go."

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"You don't have to do it, Val."

"I know. But I want to" I say, opening the car's door. After going for a swim and getting some ice cream with Silvia, I asked her to drive me to the beach Pedri and I used to go to. For some reason, I felt like I needed to be there today.

"Do you want me to go with you?" she asks.

"Please" I nod.

We walk in silence, Silvia holding my hand and giving it little squeezes as we get closer to the lookout from where you can see the whole beach.

"This is beautiful, Val" she says.

"It is" I whisper, taking in the view. There are a couple of fluffy clouds here and there, the sea is calm, and the light is making the sand look almost golden. The sand. There is someone walking on the sand, someone… It can't be.

"Ouch, Val! That hurts!" Silvia says when I squeeze her hand as if my life depended on it.

"It's him."

"What?"

"Down there" I say, my eyes fixed on the beach. "That's him. He's here."

"Who… Oh, shit. That is him."

"What do I do, Silvia?"

"Go down there, of course!"

"What? No! I can't… I can't do that."

"You can and you will, Val. Go tell Pedri that you still love him and that you want to spend the rest of your life with him."

"But what if he doesn't want to see me? What if he has moved on?" I say, looking at him while he kicks the sand.

"Val, do you really think that if he had moved on, he would be here on a day like today?"

"I…"

"Besides, what has Ferran been telling you all these months?"

"That he still loves me."

"Exactly. So go down there and get back with your teenage boy."

"He isn't a teenager anymore" I chuckle.

"Even better."

"But Silvia…"

"You were waiting for destiny to give you a sign, right? Well, this is it. Now go" she says, pushing me towards the stairs.

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"Ok, Valeria. You can do this" I say to myself. He is standing with his back to me and looking at the sea, completely oblivious of the fact that I am behind him, that I also am here. "Pedri?" I call, my voice sounding all squeaky. But he doesn't say anything, just shakes his head. "Pedri" I say again, this time a bit louder.

"Yeah, I've completely lost it" he laughs, running a hand through his hair.

"Lost what?" I ask.

"My sanity, Val. I can hear your voice as if you were here with me."

"I am here, Pedri."

"You are in my head."

"I'm here" I repeat, putting my hand on his shoulder, my touch making him flinch.

"That's an illusion. I've completely lost my mind, you aren't real."

"I am real and I am here" I say, now moving to be in front of him. "Open your eyes, Pedri."

"No."

"What?"

"If I open my eyes you will leave."

"I'm not going anywhere, Pedri" I say, caressing his cheek and wiping away a tear.

"I can't lose you again, Val" he says, resting his hand on top of mine.

"You won't, because I am not going anywhere. Please open your eyes."

"I can't."

"Pedri, please" I beg him. Now I am the one who is crying.

"Val…"

"I'm not going anywhere, Pedri. I promise. I want to be with you, to spend the rest of my life with you, to fight for this, for us. And I don't care if I have to do it against a horde of crazy teenagers, bullies like Isabel, or judgy parents who have nothing better to do than gossip. I'm done with letting people's opinions rule my life."

"Val…" he repeats, his voice now almost a whisper.

"You know, I've never believed in love at first sight" I continue. "I always thought it was something from fairy tales, something that didn't exist. But then, on a day like today, in a club I had never set foot before, I met you and you completely changed my mind. Because I fell in love the moment we locked eyes and you smiled at me, Pedri. It was all that smile, to be honest. The one that by now you know makes me giggle like an idiot and feel funny things in my stomach. And when I think of the way you made me feel when you kissed me, when you…"

"Made you scream my name on the rooftop?" he smirks, opening one eye.

"I was going to say it in a more cheesy way and you just ruined it."

"Damn it" he chuckles. "You saying something like that happens once in a blue moon."

"It does. And when it happens, it is because of you. Because I love you, Pedri. I love you in a way I've never loved anyone before, and in a way I think I will never love anyone else. It's you. It's you, Pedri" I say, both my hands cupping his face, my eyes fixed on his now that both of them are finally open. "It is and will always be you. Only you" I whisper.

"Can we kiss now or are you gonna keep being cheesy?" he smiles. And it is that smile, the one that completely disarmed me the night we met.

"Idiot.”

"No one calls me idiot the way you do."

"I know" I smile back.

"But before we kiss…" he says. "Can I confess something?”

"Ok."

"Ferran has been telling me almost daily to not give up, to be patient, that you still loved me and wanted me back, that we are destined to be together… So to keep reminding myself of all that, I've been coming here every 14 since you left, hoping that somehow you would show up."

"Really?"

"Yeah… I know it was a bit stupid because I knew you were in Manchester, but… I don't know. I just felt like I had to, you know?"

"It isn't stupid, Pedri. Because today I felt like I had to come here, it was like something was calling me… You."

"Glad to know my plan worked out" he laughs. "Why are you smiling like that?"

"I had missed your laugh" I shrug. "But that won't happen ever again. And do you know why?"

"Enlighten me, Valeria" he says with a teasing smile.

"It won't happen again because I'm not going anywhere, Pedri. I promise."

"Are you sure? Because you know how serious our promises are. You can't go back on it now" he says.

"I won't. I'm here to stay" I say, putting my hand over his heart. "Forever."

"Forever" he whispers before finally kissing me.

At first it is a very soft kiss, almost shy. But it doesn't take us too long until we are kissing as if our lives depended on it, as if we needed the other to breathe.

"I love you, Val" Pedri says when we manage to break apart. "I love you and I'm planning on telling you every hour of every day of the rest of my life."

"Isn't that a bit too much?" I laugh.

"It actually won't be enough."

"Dear lord, Pedro. You are so cheesy" I laugh again.

"Only for you, Val. Only for the love of my life" he smiles. "Happy anniversary, by the way."

"Happy anniversary" I reply with a matching smile before we start kissing again, the sun setting behind us as it did that first time on this beach. Like it did that first night at his house when he made me feel things I had never felt before.

The night that even if my brain kept denying it, my heart was already completely his.

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Prompt: The villian kidnapped the hero's love interest, she remains determined believing that the hero will come for her but days after days he doesn't.

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The villian kidnapped the hero's love interest, she remains determined believing that the hero will come for her but days after days he doesn't.

Afterwards the villian let's her go when he realizes the hero isn't going to come save her.

The love interest starts being more distant from everyone especially the hero and although the hero doesn't notice some of her friends do but she is still reluctant to talk to them so they let her be. The pulling away was one last silent cry for help, one last plead to the hero, to see whether the man he was was still there. Turns out he wasn't.

A few months later she is just reading in a secluded section of the library with body around with her lantern. Suddenly she senses a presence, she turns around to see the villian leaning against the bookshelf.

"What are you doing here" she asks, which he blatantly ignores and walks towards her. "There is no use in kidnapping me you know what happened the last time you..."

The villian smirks "I am not here to kidnap you, love. I am here because I wan- no need your help" he lifts her face up with his finger under her chin.

"If you think I am going to help you to destroy this village you're crazy" she pulls away.

"Not to destroy the kingdom, love, but to save it".

"What are you talking about? The only thing the city needs saving from is you" She glared at him pointedly.

"Well no need to be so harsh" he says joking, putting his hand over his heart as if her words wounded him. "but atlas I can't blame you I don't really seem to have a reason to save this kingdom... especially after how it treated me..."

Before she could ask what he meant he spoke again. "But I do think that whatever will happen to this kingdom if we don't save it will be worse than anything I could ever wish to do to it" he says.

"I still have no idea what you are talking about" the girl says, confused.

"There's this....new villian, I guess. He is more powerful than any being to walk on Earth and to defeat him we have to go on a little ...trip to the origin of this Kingdom and you, my love are the person who knows exactly where that is".

That's where she grew up the place she knew the way to by heart and the place should be in rubbles after the incident.

"Why don't you just go ask the hero? He knows about it too we both grew up there, in fact he probably remembers a lot more than me....he will be willing to help you. It's his job anyway." She says, shrugging him off.

He lets out a deep chuckle "You really think that someone with an ego as big as the hero would team up with a pitiful little villian like me even if it were to save the kingdom? No, he would just waltz his way to defeat someone with powers he doesn't understand and wound up dead. That is why I need you, love"

"Stop calling me that".

"Oh sorry, I didn't know you still liked that fool, I would have assumed after the hero forgot all about your existence you would no longer be willing to be a pawn to him".

She tenses, he had gone too far but of course he had, he was the villian, he doesn't care. She turns around and starts to walk away, she needs to get out of here before she gets any more ideas of teaming up with him, he was the VILLIAN for god's sake.

The villian seems to realize that he crossed the line. He runs up to her grabbing her arm. He feels her tense under his touch and drops it. "Wait, I am sorry, I didn't mean to upset you I really do need your help with this".

She stops while her back still faces him and says "You really don't need my help, you're smart you can figure it out" but he heard what she wasn't saying, what he didn't want to admit. He'd also grown up there, something he'd liked not to mentioned.

She turns to look at him, armed crossed, looking for an reaction, whether she finds what she's looking or not the villian can't tell, as she sighs dropping her arms to her side.

"Like I said, I'm sure if you talk to the hero properly he'll be willing to help, you really don't need me or my help." She turns around again, this time determined to leave.

The villian grumbles "I already told you the hero won't listen to me. And I DO need you because you are the only one who actually cares about this kingdom, this village. All the hero wants is fame and power and you saw this happen when he chose to be there for a stupid award instead of saving you even though YOU are the reason he even got to where he is now, you actually care about the village enough to stay in the dark getting no recognition while the hero gets all the credit and popularity for the work you do, it's you who would be willing to work besides someone like me if it meant saving the place and people you love and it's you who I need for this quest" He finishes. He needed her to help him, he needed someone who cared about the city enough to put aside their differences for it.

"Okay..." He finally hears her say her voice cracking, she was trying to hold back her tears. "Wha-" he hears a few more sniffles before she finally turns and walks towards him

"I said okay. I'll hear you out and then we can discuss exactly how we are going to get to where you want me to take you" She said with determination in her voice and that fire in her eyes. The fire the hero put out.

She was back to herself, maybe not fully but she was going to be.

Herself before she became another shadow of the hero, the one he remembered, the one who she used to be when they were kids, the one before the hero broke her down, the only real villian in his world was the hero not because he stopped the villain's plan but for the way he took her away from him, just to treat her like she wasn't the best thing that ever happened to him, like she wasn't the reason his world went round, like she wasn't brighter than any star he would ever see li-like she wasn't worth every damn thing in the world and more, because if it was the villian, he would have treated her like his Queen, he wouldn't have thrown her away the way the hero did, it broke his heart when he saw her confidence fade every day the hero didn't come to her rescue because if it was him would have made sure that NOTHING ever hurt her, he would have made sure no one dared to go against her because that's what she deserves, she deserves to be treated like she's the sun on a rainy day, the stars during the night, the light at the end of a dark tunnel because that's what she was, that's what she is to him.

And if the hero wasn't going to make sure she is treated exactly as she deserves than he would because the hero had his chance, and now it was his turn.

#tumblr writers #tumblr writing community #writing #writing prompts #writing inspiration #writers #writing prompt #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #villian

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confusedhomicidalrage · 1 month

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TW??: Mentions of cutting, Self-harm

Okay, so, this is kind of just for myself, but here's how I think the COTC characters would react to seeing someone close to them (you) harming themselves!

Isaac

Isaac would stare at you for a moment, probably in shock you would do this to yourself. I mean, why? And even then, he thought you would trust him with your issues. At first he may seem mad, but really, it's just to conceal the fact he's actually scared shitless he may be the reason for your self-harming. He would try to comfort you, although not being very good at it, and would most likely just bandage your cuts. He then prays to He who walks behind the rows to grant you good luck and give you happiness and motivation.

Malachai

Malachi wouldn't even try to hide his worry. He would slowly walk up to you, grab your wrists, and examine the cuts, trying to see how deep they are, how stretched out, all that. He would be frustrated, but not because of you, rather, because he wasn't there to prevent it. He would then, rather quickly as to stop any bleeding, bandage your cuts, applying some but not too much pressure. He would also try and get you to open up to him a bit, so he could attempt to comfort you.

Eli

The horror on this boy's face would speak volumes. He would panic, running up to you and asking you if you needed anything as he scrambled for bandages to try and patch you up. He's also extremely sad, why didn't you tell him you were struggling? Didn't you trust him? After reassuring him you were just scared, he would still be horrified, but would try to comfort you by cuddling with you. Oh, and he would definitely pray to he who walks behind the rows to make you feel better.

Joshua

He's a bit more calm. Despite being worried for your well-being, he would try to approach you gently and softly, careful not to make any sudden movements. While bandaging you, he would ask you questions like "why didn't you tell me?" "Do you wanna talk about it?" and "Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?" He doesn't want to see you on your own, struggling, so he would try his best to be helpful and provide you with a safe space to vent.

Micah

Very concerned. His eyes would keep glancing from your face, to the place you hurt yourself, and to the blade/whatever you used to cut yourself. With shaky breaths, he would slowly walk up to you and take the blade away, his hands trembling like a leaf in a tornado. He would stay still for a moment before wrapping you in a tight hug, sobbing and begging you not to harm yourself again, he doesn't want to see you hurt...He wants to see you happy. After some crying and lots of hugs, you would bandage your cuts together and then just continue snuggling and sobbing.

Abel

He would be confused at first. What are you doing? Why are you dragging that blade across your skin? You know that can harm you, right? However, after explaining what and why you were doing what you were doing, Abel would just...freeze. He would stare at you, wide eyed, almost seeming disturbed, before he would slowly slap the blade away. He would be angry and sad. Angry that you were hurting yourself, sad for the same reason. He would silently bandage you up, and then lay on your lap and let you pet him to calm down as you just vented out your feelings while crying.

Danny

Danny would act very sympathetic. Seeing as his relationship with his dad probably wasn't the best, he too, at some point, harmed himself, so he could understand your struggle, even if only a little. Having experience from bandaging himself, he would bandage your wounds slowly and cautiously while you could just vent and ramble to him, whatever would calm you down. Afterwards, the two of you would probably do some kind of fun activity to distract you, or just nap together, whatever passes time the fastest and whatever you want at the moment.

I don't know if this is accurate, but...I feel like it would be, but I could be incorrect

#children of the corn urban harvest #Children of the corn #children of the corn revelation #children of the corn final sacrifice #Idk man I just wanted to do this

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ithinkinggenshin · 1 year

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Yae Miko with a GN!reader and Yae is scared that she might be accidentally hurting or manipulating S/O, so she's confused as to why S/O keeps coming back to her, scared that she might be accidentally gaslighting S/O when in reality she's doing nothing wrong

"Loving you, killing you, isn't it thrilling? You've said enough from those guts you've been spilling through Crying and begging, a lovely sound I tear at your soul, but you still stick around What I've found is a treasure indeed A friend who can bend to my every need I'll use and abuse you and never feel bad, until suddenly, funnily, you take my hand Tangle you tight in the yarns that I've spun And I'll do it again, to get what I want Pretend that I'm harmless, I'm actually alarmed this is something charming to anyone... (wow) The fact can actually make Death wanna Die? I'm the one that you love, and I'm making you cry And it's "just me", after all"

"You know, I want you to care that I want you to stay So I swear I won't blame you if you turn away At the end of the day, I will smile and give in to this burning and vile Original sin 'Cause hell is the realization you're selfish And drawn to the loving, the soft and the helpless I can see through that facade that you wear When you're honest, and promise you'll fight the despair And I'll say it again, that I know I'm the worst So then how can you spend so much love on the person that hurts you Like I do? 'Cause inside, I can't hide that I cannot desert you And if I'm "the world" to you, surely you never stood even a chance at all, didn't you? It's me, after all"

This request was based on the song "Ijimeko Bully" by Mori Calliope so please try to focus most on the themes of the song also here is the overall lyric analysis made by the song writer/singer:

"The basic theme and motif is, it is a self-hating song. …The self-hatred is accompanied by confusion as to why someone still continues to love them. Think of like, for example, a kind of Beauty and Beast situation. There’s a terrible beast who doesn’t understand why when they continue to hurt the person they care about, the person that they care about keeps coming back to them. …This is coming from the perspective of the beast.

Something I want to make really clear is, in this sense, because this is coming from the beast’s mind, there are mentions of things like hurting, abuse, et cetera. This is because, since we’re in the mind of the beast, these are just things that this villainous being believes that they are doing, right? So perhaps they aren’t actually hurting someone. But they hate themselves so much that any time they give the bluntest little quip against someone that they care about. while to that other person it might feel like, “ouch that was kind of a harsh word,” to the beast, perhaps, it feels like they’ve done something horrible and struck and actually hurt that person much more deep than what may be the truth.

So for example, while I don’t actually go out of my way to go on rants and tirades and angry shouting at anyone because I really don’t like confrontation, sometimes I’ll give a sharp little remark or say, “Oh, that wasn’t funny.” But it’s like, it feels to me as soon as I’ve said it I regret it, and I say, “oh man, oh shit oh fuck, oh no,” and I feel like I’ve really hurt that person. There are times when I’ve apologized afterward to people that I care about, and they say, “What are you talking about, it’s fine, y'know it was a little annoying, but it’s not that big of a deal, dude.” And maybe the root of that is because the beast actually just hates themself. So there’s the self-hatred part. ‘Calli’s the beast?’ Maybe!"

Bully?

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Characters: Yae Miko

Pairings: Yae Miko x GN! Reader

Warnings: Angst

Word count: 655

Synopsis: Oh little red, what an innocent face. Let me eat you up. You’ll sit well in my stomach. …Won’t you?

Extra Notes: I really like this ask. I like the lyrics of the song too. Very thoughtful. Thanks for requesting!

Yea is known for making people sweat and squirm. On occasion she’s made some of them cry. At first she thought you were simply a masochist, continually coming back to her with that big, dopey smile and offerings only to be turned into a flustered mess when she teased you. But you kept coming back. Then she thought you were trying to bribe her, everyone who comes to the shrine has some sort of desire, whether or not they want to admit it. But you voluntarily said that the only thing you wanted was to see her. Finally, she thought you were a blind, lovestruck fool. No one really loves her. No one even truly knows her. You just want to have a pretty and powerful woman like her wrapped around your finger, but if you think Yae is going to fall for that, you’re sorely mistaken. But you surprise her once again. You claim to not care if she loves you. You admit to having a crush on her. Yae cuts you off with a quip about how she’d never date a human. You look down shamefully but continue on and say that you’d still like to be her friend. You enjoy seeing her in action and the conversations you have with her are entertaining. And that one day, You can know the real her.

Yae is stunned by your confession. Taken back by your sincerity. She sorely regrets making that snide remark earlier.

The sunset light hits your face beautifully, and you smile at her. It’s time for you to go back to your boring, little human life. Yae almost doesn’t hear your question of if she wants you to come back the next day, as you always do. She waves you off and says that you can do whatever you want. She’s hit with another wave of guilt as your face falls.

The response was something typical of her to say, but it still hurt for you to hear.

Yae isn’t sure how to react to this rare feeling of discomfort. Since when is she uncomfortable with being herself? Normally she basks in a person’s crestfallen face or at least is disappointed in it. But just now, with you, she felt… ashamed of herself.

You disappear down the mountain and Yae retires to her chambers. She doesn’t sleep. One night of missed sleep is nothing to her. Instead she lays in her comfy futon and thinks about all the times she must have hurt you. She says so many things in a day, so used to saying whatever will get the best reaction out of people.

She used to think it was you that she had to be wary of. Oh how the tables have turned. The reality is that it’s you who should be avoiding her.

Miko feels as though she’s been stabbed as the thought of you avoiding her crosses her mind. What a terrible life that would be, she thinks to herself.

But…

She can’t argue that it would be better for you. Even she has to admit to the damages she must have done to you. The ways she’s baited you, letting her teasing go too far. She’s taken every gift you gave, every compliment, everything. Such an adorable, little piece of sunshine. Little red riding hood just trying to pick flowers for grandma and the big bad wolf— Yae came along and ruined everything. Stole your innocence and hope. All while smiling about it.

Yae is torn between wanting you to come back and hoping you stay away. She’s a bad influence. A bad person. She’ll only continue to hurt you. It’s who she is after all. You’ll never truly know her. You’ll never make it past her walls. You’ll start climbing and she’ll tease you and laugh when you fall and land on your ass. It’s just too entertaining. It's too mean. She should tell you to stay away.

Even if it makes her heart sting.

#genshin impact #yae miko x reader #genshin x reader #wow i got an ask!#posted fic #unbeknownst to yae youre a fucking simp #an absolute degenerate that would thank her for stepping on you

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moorishflower · 2 years

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see the thing about Dream is

the thing is

it's very tempting to look at Tom Sturridge and go ah yes my sad scrungly wet cat anthropomorphic personification, because he does have Those Eyes and That Hair, and then it is very tempting to look at some panels of Dream in the comics and go ah yes my depressed weird friend who lives in a void, except sometimes i feel that this is too humanizing, especially if you're talking about Dream pre-1300s

and i think in the comics in a lot of his pre-Hob Gadling interactions with mortals you can see that he is balls to the wall batshit insane

his track record with loving mortals is absolutely bonkers

>Nada, Queen of the First City, pursued Dream and then when she discovered who he was went "oh shit, humans loving the Endless is forbidden by my people, we definitely shouldn't" and Dream confronted by a mortal he couldn't have went grabby grabby hands, convinced her to fuck him anyways, and then condemned her to Hell afterwards because the sun nuked her city and Nada, grieving, said she didn't want to be Dream's Queen (on account of the sinning)

>Killala of the Glow, an alien lady precursor to the Green Lanterns who punches through to the Dreaming by accident and Dream falls in love instantly, he knows her for basically 3 months and invites her to a cosmic entities convention to show her off, does not tell her that all of these people are literal quasars and planets and shit. she freaks out understandably, seeks comfort in the arms of the sun of her world (encouraged by Desire), and Dream, seeing them embracing, just fuckin leaves her there "the sun'll get her home," he says, "they're going to the same place, i'm not crying YOU'RE crying"

>Alianora, who was sent by Desire to help Dream fuck up some old gods, was given her own private island and also one of the Dream-Stones (for show fans, the ruby is a Dream-Stone!). i sincerely believe the only reason that Dream lost interest in her is because she spent so long in the Dreaming that if she tried to wake up she would die, and Dream is absolutely fascinated by things that can change (prob because that's his tragic character flaw is he can never change himself quite enough)

he don't got a great track record with his non-mortal lovers either (Thessaly, An Witch, and Calliope, the Muse), but over and over again with mortals, brief and ephemeral and changing, Dream cannot regulate himself. he burns super hot, super bright, and then either gets sucked back into work, or the fact that he has 0 Chill puts his lover off entirely. he has no concept of compromise and he's unable to not throw himself wholeheartedly into love. having Dream love you must be like being loved by a hurricane or the core of the earth. can you imagine what that would be like? having the attention of something that huge and fathomless and ancient focused on you like a laser? it would be like being crushed under a mountain.

this is why i think Hob Gadling is such a fantastic foil to, and the Premier Ship Of, Dream. Hob Gadling also throws himself wholeheartedly and joyfully into every new thing, Hob is out there living his best life and telling stories and i think he mentions doing cocaine in like the 90s in one of the comics? but, point being, Hob doesn't ever let immortality go to his head. he is the most mortal mortal that ever mortaled, he just happens to have a concept of eternity that, no matter how infinitesimally, actually approaches what Dream is.

it's just that the dynamic you get now, with a mortal who understands the true concept of endlessness, is "Hob I have brought to you a brooch forged from the heart of a dying star, pearls harvested from oysters that have never seen the sun and never will, sapphires infused with the waters of Eden"

"oh that's gorgeous dear how thoughtful I'll put it on the shelf with the Polished Sphere of Crystallized Auroras and Hope"

and then Dream fucks off to do his job for like 8 years and Hob isn't too fussed because he spent like 6 centuries waiting for this weird wet cat of a man to fuckin introduce himself, he can wait a few years for them to meet up for dinner again

anyways i wrote all of these as a partial explanation as to why Dream is so fuckin weird and turbo in Husbands, and it's because he's a sad scrungly pathetic cat man AND he's also an enormous endless eldritch creature that has no concept of emotional regulation but also a terminal fascination with the changeability and fragility of mortals that translates into absolute fucking insane love

#the sandman #the sandman meta #dreamling #dream of the endless/hob gadling #dream/hob #the sandman (2022)

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strawberrymilk-sunshine · 2 years

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That's what love is.

Tbh not sure how my mind conjured up this idea, but uh, enjoy I guess.

Warning(s): fem reader, implied kidnapping, depiction of drowning, murder, delusions, gore, implied cannibalism

A love song plays on the radio. Though the lyrics are questionable, it's quite a popular song. The song is from the perspective of a girl who kills and eats her boyfriend because she wants him to always be with her. It's a beautiful love story, isn't it?

Floyd sure thinks it is. He thinks the girl's dedication is admirable! The fact that she eats him shows she wanted a connection even stronger that what they had at the time. She wanted to be even closer to him than she was. That's what love is. Wanting to be so physically close to your lover that they become a part of you.

That's what love is.

Floyd gets a text from his brother as he prepares the shrimp pasta dinner.

Spare parts 🍄: On our way. We should be there in about three hours. We are excited to meet your girlfriend!

He shudders when he reads it.

That's right, he told Jade and Azul he had a girlfriend named (Y/N)... And well, he does, but... the thing is...

(Y/N)'s not exactly... alive.

She was beautiful, so beautiful, he needed her to be with him forever. And eventually, he got her! He got the love of his life! Sure, she needed some... convincing... and sure, a bit of force was used when he brought her home with him for the first time... but the point is, he had the love of his life with him!

(Y/N) would cry every night, and Floyd had no idea why! She had a perfect life with him, didn't he? Why was she crying? (Y/N) also tried to leave him a few times... that made him sad. Did she not appreciate him as much as he did her? So sad, so sad...

He couldn't understand why she was so sad. He couldn't understand why she wanted to leave. He couldn't understand. He couldn't understand. He couldn't understand. He couldn't understand.

One day, he decided to make her happy. He made her happy. He made sure she would never leave him. He made both of them happy.

He drew a bath for her. He added a bath bomb and some nice smelling bubble bath. She's sure to like it!

And she did. She loved it. She loved her bath. She was flailing her arms and yelling (clearly out of excitement!)

She was flailing, and yelling, and flailing, and yelling, and flailing, and yelling, and flailing, and yelling, and flailing and yelling, and flailing, and yelling, and flailing, and yelling...

And then all at once she stopped.

Floyd called his brother.

"Sorry to cancel on ya last minute, but (Y/N) and I actually have some important things we need to do. Maybe you could come over and meet her some other time?"

"Oh. Yes, no worries, Floyd. I mean, Azul and I did go through all this trouble to try to come over and see your new place, but..." Jade sighed. "It is what it is, I suppose."

"Yeah, I'll... see you another time, I guess."

Floyd hangs up the phone.

The radio continues playing the song.

It won't stop. The song should've stopped five minutes ago, but it won't stop. When it reaches the end, it just begins again. What's going on? Something's wrong, something is terribly, horribly wrong.

...or maybe, nothing's wrong at all.

Maybe this is a sign.

A sign instructing him on what to do.

A sign, telling him how he can become even closer to the one he loves.

The song grates his ears. A sickly sweet melody eats away at his brain. The girl singing describes the gruesome death of her boyfriend, and that everything she's doing, it's all for the sake of love. She proceeds to describe the cooking process. And afterwards, the taste of his meat, and how now, they're closer than they ever could have been before. That's what love is.

That's what love is, isn't it?

Yes, that's exactly what love is...

(Y/N)'s still in her bath.

He grabs her out of the water. Only her face and arms are wet.

He brings her to the kitchen. The song continues playing as he cuts her apart. Blood leaks all over the counter. He chops off her limbs and head, and shoves those parts in the freezer. For later. He cuts open the torso, he rips out her rib bones and her spine, he discards the organs he has no use for.

Hmm... that full torso isn't gonna fit in the oven. Oh well, no matter, just means more cutting is necessary!

The song slowly decends into madness, and so too does he.

"Ehe, this was such a good idea! Soon, Shrimpy, we'll be closer than we've ever been before." Floyd said to himself, as he watched thhe meat slowly cook, crouched down in front of his oven.

To be so close to your lover that they become a part of you... that's what love is.

That's what love is.

This is what love is.

The song is no longer playing.

#floyd leech #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst #yandere #yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #yandere twst x reader #yandere floyd leech #yandere floyd x reader #yandere floyd leech x reader #yandere floyd

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what-if-queen-camilla · 10 months

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Chapter 21

23rd January 1993, Part 2

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!", Theodora cheered beyond excited as Andrew, accompanied by Mr Rabbit, stuck his head through the door of Charlie Shelburne's office, where she was still helping the Earl with his correspondence, but immediately jumped up from his lap and ran over to Andrew who opened his arms for her, picking her up and twirling her around which made the little girl chuckle and giggle. "How's my little Princess?", he asked her after they'd ended their little cuddle session and sat down on the sofa together, Thea taking place between Andrew and Mr Rabbit whose long, fluffy ears she immediately fell in love with. "Thank you, Daddy, he's sooo cute!", she gushed, pressing the bunny against herself. "I'm happy you like him! You know, I saw him standing outside Buckingham Palace, obviously searching for a little girl to love and play with him.", he told her in all seriousness, and Thea's eyes widened in excitement. "So I quickly stopped and let him hop in.", he went on, adding: "... and he wasn't the only friend I met there. I brought Sir." "Sir is here???", Thea asked and her whole little face brightened up in delight. "Where is he?" "He's with Mummy.", Andrew said and Thea lowered her eyes. Though she was only just five-and-a-half years old, she was incredibly sensitive regarding people's feelings and always attentive to interpersonal vibrations. Of course, she hadn't forgotten what Mummy had told her the other day, which she still hadn't completely grasped, but maybe Daddy could explain it a bit further…? "Are they talking about the secret?", she asked cautiously, looking at him in a mixture of curiosity and fear. "What are you talking about, sweetheart?", he asked, as he knew that Camilla would have hardly told her anything… but, then again, of course, Thea would have asked questions, understandably and rightfully so. God, what were they supposed to tell her? How were they supposed to explain it to her? "Mummy said she had been sharing a secret with Sir but some evil people uncovered it and they're now angry with them.", Thea bubbled. "That's why Mummy couldn't leave the house last week. The angry people were in the driveway and garden.", though she didn't seem to understand what exactly she was talking about, Andrew had noticed her insecurity and uncertainty and it simply broke his heart. "That's not very nice of them, is it?", he carefully asked and Thea shook her head. "Have you been afraid?", Andrew wanted to know, slightly afraid of the response. Though Thea wasn't his biological child, he loved her just as much as he loved Tom and Laura - he had been the one who literally brought her to life after all - and the mere imagination that his little Princess could have been in fear made him angry, but being the brave girl Thea was, she shook her head anew, explaining: "No, I wasn't. But I think Mummy was…" "Oh was she?" Thea nodded and looked so upset, that he couldn't help pulling her into his arms again. "Mummy thinks I didn't see it but I heard her crying every night.", she revealed and sighed. "Has Mummy told you about her and Sir's secret?" "She said she couldn't because she had promised him, and the point of secrets is not to tell anyone." "Oh, did she?" "Hmh…" "Okay… well, actually Mummy is right, but as we've both always told you: family is an exception. You can always tell us anything, and never need to be afraid or ashamed, okay, sweetheart? You can always trust us. Perhaps wen can ask Mummy and Sir themselves whether they'd share their secret with us later, what do you think?", he suggested and Thea, after visibly intense considering everything, agreed.In order to avoid bumping into a private moment between his wife and the Prince, Andrew convinced little Thea to play with Mr Rabbit for a little longer and promised her that Mummy and Sir would surely join them for dinner and they would best do it afterwards.

Meanwhile, Charles and Camilla, too, had decided that they needed to talk to Thea and tell her at least an age appropriate version of the story so that she’d learn about their relationship from them instead of hearing it somewhat cruelly from other children at school or something. Before dinner, while Fiona had taken care of Thea, the three of them had discussed it together and, much to Charles' regret, he had been outvoted by Camilla and Andrew that they should tell her all together. He'd have preferred to do it with Camilla alone but she insisted that Andrew, as her father - the only father she knew about and a rather wonderful one - as she said, which felt like a stitch in his heart, should be there as well. The fact that he had accepted Andrew's role in his daughter's life didn't mean that he liked or appreciated it but he quite simply had no choice.

So, after dinner, they took her to one of the Drawing Rooms and sat down on the floor with her, on a very soft, red carpet, right in front of the fireplace. Camilla emptied her second glass of wine in one go and drew Thea into her arms. "Daddy, Sir and I would like to talk about something with you, darling.", she started and Theas eyes widened in expectation. "Are you going to share your secret with me?", she asked and Camilla sighed. Her poor little daughter probably thought it was going to be something cool and exciting… hopefully it wasn't going to hit her too hard… "We are. But I'm afraid it might not be the sort of secret you're expecting.", she replied, looking at Andrew in uncertainty, nonverbally asking him to take over as she didnt know how to start. "See, Thea, the most important thing for you to know is, that we all love you very much and always will, no matter what happens or what might going to change, right?", he said and Camilla sighed in relief. Nevermind his failure as a husband for her, he undoubtedly was and had always been an exceptional father for all of their children. "I love you, too!", Thea replied, playfully rolling over to Andrew, who sat to Camilla's left, and then to Charles who had taken place on her right side, who pulled her onto his lap before taking over: "You know, little darling, sometimes love can be a bit complicated and the heart simply won't do what you tell it.", he said. "Sometimes, we develop feelings for people we shouldn't have feelings for. And… that's what happened between Mummy and me." "You're best friends.", Thea stated casually what she'd been told since like forever, and both Charles and Camilla nodded. "That is true, sweetheart.", Camilla confirmed, before adding: "But, a little while ago, Sir and I noticed that…", she paused and looked to Charles who gave her a reassuring glance. "We are more than just friends. Actually, we have fallen in love, you know." Thea frowned her forehead and sat up, irritatedly looking from one to the other. "But you're in love with Daddy.", she said, crawling over to Andrew again, who took her in his arms immediately. "Mummy and I were in love a couple of years ago, very much so, and we are still very fond of each other. I think we can say that we love each other like you love Tom and Laura. But… we are not… in love anymore." "Are you going to divorce?", Thea asked, suddenly sounding rather anxious. She had heard similar stories of some of her friends' parents who had divorced and though she didn't really know what exactly a divorce was, in her friends' cases it had meant that they didn't see their Daddys as often as they used to anymore and she didn't want to see less of Daddy. However, Camilla assured her that they were not going to divorce and that, no matter what, they'd always be her parents and always be there for her which seemed to soothe her little.

After a few minutes of silence, an important question crossed her mind: "But if you are in love, why don't you marry? That's what people do when they're in love.", she asked and Charles had to turn away for a moment because he was having a hard time pulling himself together. She was such a clever girl, and of course, she was right. That's what people did when they were in love. Of course he wanted to marry Camilla, the sooner, then better, but… "The trouble is, I'm not allowed to.", he said. "Because, you know… I'm… a Prince. And there are different rules for Princes." "I don't understand that.", Thea said, rolling over to her Mummy and looking at her in pure admiration, tenderly stroking Camilla’s hair with her little fingers. "But Mummy can be a Princess. She's beautiful and has a kind heart.", she said, as if it was the most normal thing in the world, and Camilla threw her head back laughing, whereas Charles had to swallow a few tears. He had always thought exactly the same. "Well, maybe, one day, things will change and Mummy can, indeed, be a Princess.", he said, lovingly looking at Camilla, who rolled her eyes. "And even if: perhaps I don't even want to be a Princess.", she remarked, which left Thea maximum confused: "Why should anyone not want to be a Princess?", she asked. "I think it's lovely. You can wear nice dresses and crowns and live in a castle." This time, it was Charles rolling his eyes, however not in a negative but more in an amused way. "I'm afraid it's not quite like this, darling.", he said. "I might tell you one day." "Yes, please, Sir! Tell me everything!", Thea cheered, climbing up on him, wrapping her little arms around his neck. "I'm sure Sir will be more than happy to do so at some point - but not today.", Camilla interrupted them. "That was all more than enough to take in for one day and we should all try and get some sleep now." "But I'm not tired!", Thea moaned but a heartfelt yewn, much to all of the adults' amusement, revealed that she was, indeed, very tired.

"So, whom of us would you like to bring you to bed, sweetheart?", she asked and Thea's answer came as quick as a shot: "Sir!" Of course, Charles was delighted and only too happy to fulfil his little angel's wish, and after they'd left the room, Camilla and Andrew went over to the sofa, Camilla immediately sitting down with a sigh and Andrew heading to the side table, pouring two glasses of Whisky before sitting down next to her and handing her a glass. "Thank God everything went well.", she said, and he agreed: "Yes, so far she seems to cope well." "She does. But she's still too little to understand everything to the whole extent…", Camilla replied and he nodded. "For the moment, the most important thing is that she knows she is loved and feels safe with us. And everything else will fall in place somehow. But she must never get to know who her real father is." It almost sounded like a threat and Camilla swallowed heavily. "I know, Andrew. That would turn her whole life upside down and put her at enormous risk. I promise, she won't. " Andrew took her hand and looked at her seriously. "Milla. Don't promise anything you have no control over."

Writing this actually took me ages because it's made me quite emotional... I so enjoy this little AU but at the same time I'm glad it didn't reallt happen that way to be honest. Just imagine going through everything they had to go through and at the same time having to take care of a child... and I'm afraid thr worst is yet to come... 😭 But since some of you wished for a carefree, happy story, I'll try and give you and them - a little break from the drama in the next chapter!

#king charles #queen camilla #royal family #royal baby #andrew parker bowles #fanfiction #fanfic

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Headcanons for having your period and being Eddie Munson's significant other...

He's not grossed out about it like most teenage boys. He doesn't find it taboo or off putting at all. He understands that it's a thing that happens that cannot be controlled.

He reassures you about it and that he won't be disgusted. He knows that you've basically been told for years to not talk about it, to be ashamed but he undoes all of that and makes sure that you know you can talk about it with him.

"You know, you don't have to stress over getting your period. You don't need to hide it from me or be ashamed. You literally cannot help it. It's okay, I don't mind."

You're worried he won't be able to handle the mood swings and the tears that ensue in the days leading up to your period but he does. Sure, you might be a little snippy and a little grumpy but he doesn't mind. When you cry, he just scoops you into his arms peppering little kisses all over your face. Eddie's very good at making you smile and laugh even when you feel awful so you usually end up laughing and feeling a little better.

The first time you bleed on his sheets, you're mortified. You want to cry and curl into a ball. When Eddie wakes up, he knows something's wrong and when you tell him he's like 'so? get back to bed'.

"Show me, is it a massive puddle? No, baby, that's tiny! Plus it's all dried in. Let's just get some more sleep, we deserve it. We'll wash the sheets once we wake up again."

"You don't think it's gross?"

"No? Now come on, let's get at least another hour's sleep."

He wraps you back up in his arms and pulls you back down to sleep. You could cry at how kind he is about it, even though it should be the norm you'd only only ever been shamed for having a period and made to feel dirty and gross so it feels nice that he just doesn't care.

He'll send you off to the shower whilst he gathers the sheets and your pyjamas ready to wash them all. He doesn't complain, doesn't get grossed out; he just smiles and tells you not to worry.

"The whole period thing... it's pretty metal. Like it's super hardcore, you know? It's pretty awesome. Though I hate the pain you go through... Pretty cool that bodies can do that."

He lets you keep a little box in his dresser for pads, tampons and wipes etc just so neither of you have to go out and buy more.

Eddie will go and buy you tampons etc if you ask him to. The first time he did was a little crazy because he didn't know what type to get but after that, he made a point to remember the brand and the specific type you liked.

When he buys you pads, he'll always make sure to grab you a little snack too.

"I got you a little snack cause you deserve it."

He's super sweet regardless but when you're on your period, he always goes the extra mile for you because he knows that it's painful and he knows that your emotions are upside down (no pun intended).

He'll get you a heating pad or a hot water bottle for your cramps, he'll give you a massage to distract you from the pain, he'll cuddle you for hours and watch any soppy movie you watch (even though he hates them and he knows they'll all make you sob).

"How we doing, little one? A bit better? Anything else you want me to get you?"

If you're up for it, because you can get pretty horny on your period, Eddie doesn't mind period sex. Sex is sex and if it feels good for the two of you then he's into it. He puts a towel down for the mess and the two of you will shower afterwards. It's absolutely not a big deal or a deal breaker for Eddie. He doesn't want to make your pain worse though so he makes you promise that if it hurts, you'll stop him.

Soft kisses to your forehead, cheeks and nose when you're cuddling.

Murmurs of reassurance and love against you as you cry from the pain of the cramps.

"I wish I could take it away, baby. It'll be over soon. You can squeeze my hand if you want."

He's just very sweet about it all in general and if anyone was to make a comment like 'oh is it your time of the month? that's why you've been so moody' he'll most likely tear into them.

#headcanon prompt #headcanon #prompt #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson #periods #period #stranger things imagine #stranger things #st #st imagine #imagine

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FIC REC WEEK 16 – DARK FIC

The Secret Side Of Me by sweetNsimple

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: M Words: 12,684 Tags: Cannibalism, Vore, Fluff and Angst

Summary: Steve butted his forehead against Tony's. “I love you.” “I think it goes without saying that I might just feel the same way about you,” Tony drawled. “Maybe. I think I'd like to hear it anyway.” “Well, fine. I love you, Hannibal Lecter. Please don't feed me anymore people.” He smiled. “I'll see what I can do.”

Reasons why I love it: I like to call this one the "wholesome cannibalism fic". Seems like it might be a juxtaposition, but I promise you, it's not. The reasoning behind Steve's issues and actions is really sympathetic, and I love how it ties into the kinkier sides of this fic. Also, Tony's reaction to what Steve is doing feels very real and in character. This fic is lovely, so if you can stomach - haha - some self-harm and cannibalism, I highly encourage you to give it a try.

What Rough Beast by immoral_crow

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: M Words: 6,343 Tags: Character Death, Super Soldier Serum, Love

Summary: Steve Rogers, super soldier. It’s amazing really that it takes them all so long to work out just what the serum can do… but given enough time all things become apparent. This is a story about love, and loss; the things we would do to be true to ourselves and true to our hearts; and the prices you must pay to do that.

Reasons why I love it: I don't want to spoil anything about this fic, so I'm just going to say that it's amazing and deeply sad and makes me want to cry every time I read it. Please go and experience it for yourself, it's fantastic!

Apricity by nostalgicatsea

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 1,542 Tags: Dark Steve, Mental Instability, Murder

Summary: Tony came to him, warm and bright like summer to his everlasting winter. Steve would do anything to keep him forever.

Reasons why I love it: Seeing how unhinged Steve is after the ice is really sad. I love the explanation that nostalgicatsea gives as to why Steve does what he does in regards to his obsession with Tony. It makes sense in a really twisted way. This fic is amazing, and I highly encourage you to read it!

Things We'd Held in Secret by Dira Sudis (dsudis)

Pairing: Steve/Bucky Rating: E Words: 11,146 Tags: Cannibalism, Super Soldier Serum, Rituals

Summary: Steve and Bucky were trapped together behind enemy lines in 1944. Bucky was badly injured, and for days Steve fed him the only way he could with no supplies on hand but a sharp knife. Bucky didn't understand what was happening at the time, and afterward there was never a good time to tell him--but now that Steve knows what he really did for Bucky, the secret is going to have to come out.

Reasons why I love it: If I had a dollar for every time I read wholesome cannibalism fic, I'd have two, which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice. The reasoning behind the cannibalism in this fic is so emotional, especially on the second go around. And oh my god, Bucky just breaks my heart here. I adore this fic, and I hope you give it a shot yourself!

I Wish You Were a Monster by Anonymous

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 5,220 Tags: Pedophilia, Past Non-Con, Child Abuse

Summary: Steve has a terrible secret. One he'll never act upon. He never acts on these desires, but he struggles with them, because he knows how wrong they are.

Reasons why I love it: This fic is really hard to read, but it's some incredible food for thought. The whole subject is handled very delicately and dare I say ethically, and I loved seeing a perspective that isn't obvious at first glance. Which is why I think this fic is very important, even outside of fandom. If you read this one, let me know what you think, because I'm very curious how other people might interpret this fic.

#marvel #stony #fanfic #fic rec #fanfic rec #ficrec #a year in fanfic recs #stucky

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