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#probably should work on that before my neck gets screwed up or something
professorupdog · 2 years
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what two years of testosterone and antidepressants will do to a mf
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maximoffwitch · 3 months
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Hey! I hope you’re well!
For milf Wanda, I’m always a sucker for Wanda comforting reader because she has that motherly nature about her.
Perhaps, reader meets Wanda at a bar when they’ve been stood up for a date and Wanda helps them feel better
Just How Fast the Night Changes
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pairing: wanda maximoff x reader
warnings: only slightly suggestive, hint at an age gap
summary: Your date doesn’t show, but luckily Wanda is there to save the day.
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a/n: i hope i captured milf!wanda in this 😭😭 tbh idk but i like their interaction…enjoy! i feel like there’s a potential for a part two here 😳
Glancing down at your watch, you let out a heavy sigh. Your date was supposed to meet you here an hour and a half ago. Seeing as it was almost 9 o’clock, you figured she wasn’t going to show.
“I’ll have another one.” You motioned to the bartender, raising your wine glass that was now empty.
“Put it on my tab,” a melodic voice said as a stunning woman dressed in a well-tailored suit slid into the stool next to you.
“Oh no, you don’t have to do that,” you tried to politely decline, waving the bartender to come back.
“Please.” The woman gently put her hand on your bare shoulder, her touch eliciting goosebumps, “I insist.”
“Thank you,” you mumbled, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, as you feel her emerald eyes following your every movement, her gaze burning you alive.
As the bartender approached with your glass, you quietly thanked him with a smile before taking a sip of your wine.
“So, tell me,” she started also sipping her drink before swiveling in her seat so she was leaning against the bar and facing you, her knee barely grazing yours in the process. “What is a beautiful woman like you doing sitting at a bar alone on a Friday night?”
You felt your cheeks warm from her complement – the way her leg kept brushing yours didn’t help either.
“I–” You cleared your throat, a whole new warmth flushing your face – this time out of embarrassment. “I was supposed to be meeting someone here, but they didn’t show.”
“I’m sorry, sweetie.” Her expression softened, a small pout forming on her lips (not that you were looking or anything).
“It’s fine,” you told her, swirling the wine in your drink distractedly. “She was just some mutual friend my coworker set me up with.”
“Still.” The woman knitted her brows and placed a g hand on your knee. “No one should get stood up, especially not someone like you.”
You couldn’t help but let out a laugh. “With all due respect, you don’t even know who someone like me is. For all you know, I could be a stalker serial killer.”
“You’re right,” she agreed with a chuckle. “Though, I would like to get to know you.”
You stared at her for a brief moment, contemplating your next move. There was no doubt that the woman sitting before you was stunning – probably way out of your league to begin with – but flirting with strangers was not something you were totally familiar with. Screw it.
“I’m (Y/N).” You held out your hand for her to shake, which she gladly accepted.
“Wanda.”
You let your hand linger in hers for a moment, her soft touch warming your body.
“So, Wanda,” you began with a slight smirk, “what’s a beautiful woman like you doing at a bar alone on a Friday night?”
“Touché.” Wanda grinned, tipping her glass to you before downing the rest of her drink. “I had a rough week at work, and my ex-husband has my twins this weekend so I figured I come drown my stress.”
“Work sucks,” you agreed, trying to hide the shock hearing that she had kids. You recovered smoothly with the help of your wine. “I’m sorry about your week.”
“Don’t be. It happens,” she said. “Luckily, it just got a lot better.”
You rolled your eyes at her flirting, but you couldn’t stop the blush creeping up your neck.
“What do you do?”
“I’m a lawyer,” Wanda replied.
“Wow.” Your eyes widened. “Very impressive.”
Wanda grinned bashfully, her cheeks tinted with a blush of her own. “What about you?”
“A surgeon.”
“So you’re gorgeous and smart?” She grinned, clearly enjoying the effect her flirting had on you.
“I guess if the shoe fits,” you chuckled, the alcohol giving you a boost of confidence. “You wanna know what else I’m good at?” You lowered your voice with a suggestive smirk.
Wanda’s eyes visibly darkened, and she licked her lips.
“Honey,” she started with a slight rasp in her voice, scooting forward so her knee made its way between your legs, “the things I–“
The buzzing of your cellphone on the counter rudely interrupted her. Briefly glancing down at the screen, you winced.
“I am so sorry,” you apologized with a frown. “I have to take this. I’m on call.”
“Of course, of course.” Though Wanda understood all too well the inconvenient phone calls at annoying hours, she still bit back the disappointment that this particular call was ending the night earlier than she would’ve liked.
As you listened to your attending brief you on the situation, you dug through your purse, trying to fish out your wallet.
“I’m so sorry,” you repeated to Wanda after hanging up, still trying to fumble through your bag. “They need me down at the hospital.”
“No worries,” she shot you an understanding smile and placed her hands on yours to stop your movement. “It’s on my tab remember?”
“Wanda,” you trailed off, shaking your head.
“(Y/N).” She stared at you, as she gave you a look that you imagined she often gave her kids when they decided to talk back.
“I can’t let you do that,” you tried, though you knew you were fighting a losing battle.
“Yes, I can,” Wanda insisted, slyly zipping your purse shut.
“Fine,” you huffed and slid out of your stool. “I’m buying next time then.”
“Next time?” She smirked at your presumptuousness despite also wanting to see you again.
“Unless you don’t wanna see me again,” you rambled, your nerves bubbling inside of you. “Which I totally get and I understand, I just thought–“
“(Y/N),” Wanda interrupted softly, putting you out of your misery. “I would love to see you again.”
“Okay.” All you could do was nod, as you bit back a smile.
“Okay,” she said, mirroring your expression as she took your phone out of your hand and began typing. “Here’s my number. I expect a call.”
“Yes ma’am,” you hummed, missing the way Wanda’s eyes darkened at your words. After you took your phone from her and putting it back in your pocket, you stared at her for a moment.
Instinctively, you leaned forward and placed a lingering kiss on her cheek. “Thank you,” you breathed, “for saving my night.”
“Pleasure’s all mine,” Wanda whispered, struck by your proximity and the feeling of your lips on her skin.
“Now, I really have to go.” You glanced at your watch and reluctantly retreated from her.
“Well, I hate to see you go, but I’ll happily watch you leave,” she playfully slapped the side of your waist, not quite your ass but having the same effect.
As you made your way towards the exit, you swayed your hips a little extra, knowing Wanda’s eyes were still on you. The brisk night air cooled your adrenaline rush, and you took a deep breath, a grin forming on your face. To think your started your night alone after being stood up and yet you somehow ended up leaving with the promise of a date with a beautiful woman.
How quickly a night can change.
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hypnos333 · 2 months
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Healers love
Luke castellan x black goddess reader
Synopsis: You worked at the camp as a full goddess but also a youngling and you never could fall in love because of the curse of Apollo until you met a Hermes half breed
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Your apollos granddaughter also Asclepius daughter, You took over your father deity, as healing, medicine and surgery. So your grandfather thought it would be good for you to work and watch the gods half breeds.
Your father, Asclepius was really uncertain of his only daughter babysitting the gods half breeds but after a lot of convincing from his father. He sent you away but not that you mind, your grandfather and dad was overbearing to you.
You were cluttered in the infirmity room all day, Chiron fixed up Cabin 305 for you because no one heard of you. Pacifically you being Asclepius child.
One day when you were healing kids who have minor injuries. That’s where a Hermes boy comes in with him limping and holding his shoulder in pain so you instantly rushed to him.
You checked him over before opening your healing purse with lots of Ambrosia.
Ambrosia is healing food something demigods consume but having to much has consequences but Mortals can never consume them.
It was risky to give this boy Ambrosia but he did look in pain so you risked it you shoved the little piece of bread in his mouth making his swallow while using your healing magic. He groans in pain as the Ambrosia reached his leg as you healed his shoulder.
You moved away to go your next patient. “T-Thank you pretty girl” The Hermes boy mumbled tiredly making you blush slightly.
“Your welcome Messenger” You sigh pulling a blanket up to him before tending to your other kids.
When he first saw you, he immediately noticed that you were gorgeous for a healer goddess maybe Aphrodite blessed you with her beauty. And the way you immediately rushed to him made him fold. He wanted you at first sight, screw the gods but not you definitely not you. You were different and is just for him.
Maybe even Aphrodite even gave her blessing into you two to fall in love.
When Luke woke up he was greeted to you listening to his heart with your stethoscope that you mostly keep around your neck in the infirmary room.
He blushed as his heartbeat went up making you glance at him and smile as you put your stethoscope back around your neck. “Oh i’m glad to see your up love” You cheerfully said writing down his condition.
“My name is ___ Killian” You said making his arch his eyebrows as he was going to say something you already beat him to it. “Yes I made the last name up” You sigh.
“What’s your name?” You asked making him remember he never told you his name.
“Uh Oh i’m Luke Castellan” he answered making you nod before writing it down on the clipboard before putting it down.
“Well Luke your all good to go, I gave you some medicine to heal faster and everything should be good, I will need you to be more careful unless you’ll be close to getting a broken shoulder or sprain leg” You said professional.
You looked at him for an Okay but all he did was stare at you in admiration and lovesick.
You’re no Aphrodite but you would know when people fall for you at this point. Everyday now he come 5 times a week and it was often.
He’ll come with scapes, scars, sicknesses or even almost sprains.
So you confront him about it.
“Luke you can’t keep hurting yourself it’s either your really clumsy or your here for something else and I see if capture the flag and your amazing so what’s up with you?” You asked him wrapping up his arm.
“You watch me play capture the flag?” He asked lighting up at you watching him win every single time.
“Stop changing the subject” You scolded making him chuckle nervously.
Over these past weeks you grown having feelings with the Hermes boys and loved his company but you also grown worried he’s hurting himself on purpose.
“This is probably the best way to tell you but I’ve been wanting to ask if you want to go on a lunch date with me?” He asked hopefully but felt a boost of energy and that where he realized you were still holding his arm but white tint came out of your hands and onto his arm making him feel more strengthen.
“___?” He asked out making you snap out of it.
You pulled him into a kiss luckily the infirmary was empty was it was just you and him.
“I’ll take that as a yes?” He asked pulling away slightly but instantly wanted to feel your lips again as his grabbed you waist pulling you closer.
“It’s definitely a yes” You breathed out as he looked at your chocolate brown eyes. He smiled before pulling you back into a kiss leading into a make out session.
He still hated gods but you…. You were definitely an exception he can never hate you. He was gonna keep you to himself. All he wants is you…..
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swiftispunk · 10 months
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WIP tease~
pairing: no outbreak!dbf!joel miller x f!reader rating: 18+ minors dni summary: mourning the end of your 20s, you get wasted after work, unaware that a formal surprise birthday party awaits you at home. luckily, your dad’s best friend joel finds you outside and offers to help keep your secret from your oblivious guests and parents. teaser warnings: alcohol, big ol’ age gap (reader is turning 30, joel is in his 50s), reader is drunk but joel is a good boy abt it. NO USE OF Y/N.
A/N: hi honies! so tomorrow I am going to the US to see Taylor (!!!!) but that means I won’t have access to my phone/tumblr unless I have wifi. also means I won’t be writing much. so I leave you with this for now! something new and something FUN bc we are having FUN this month! I’m actually planning two versions of this one shot (more on that later). love you all! see you on the other side! 
(also yes I stole this idea from an episode of Friends)
A/N cont’d: joel looks like this but greyer in this story btw:
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“Why are you dressed like that?” you demand suddenly, aggressively accusatory as you quickly change the subject. But seriously, what the hell? Joel looks fucking hot. Painfully so in his fancy little outfit, such a rare a ensemble from the man you've definitely caught with his t-shirt on inside out more than once. You look like...well, like you just stumbled drunk out of a taxi after drinking a few too many beers at the bowling alley with your coworkers. “And why are you at my house?”
“Uh...” he hesitates, rubbing his hand over the back of his neck nervously. “Guess I should probably tell ya - ”
“Tell me what?” you interject impatiently, eyes narrowing.
“There’s kind of a...formal surprise party goin’ on in there.” He points his thumb towards your parents’ front door.
“For who?”
Joel eyes you like a toddler to which he’s explaining something extremely obvious. “For you. Your parents wanted to - ”
“Fuck!”
You jolt up from your place on the step, white, hot panic sinking into your gut along with a potent wave of nausea. Joel reaches his hands out to, rising up to hold you steady with a firm grip on your forearms.
“My parents are in there?” you shriek, too loud. Joel shushes you accordingly with a finger on his lips. “They can’t see me like this!”
“What, they never seen you drink or somethin’?”
“They’ve never seen me wasted! And - sorry- did you say formal?” You’re screaming again. “Look what I’m fucking wearing!”
Joel shrugs, glancing at you up and down, your skin blazing at the way his eyes rake over you. “Y’look just fine to me, sweetheart.”
He smirks as he takes in the sight of you and you work to catch your breath. You’ve caught him staring at you this way before, like you’re something he could eat. You’ve always of kind of wished he would. His age doesn’t bother you; Joel’s only gotten hotter with age (he was already pretty damn hot to begin with).
And you know what? Maybe right now, you kind of need a hot, older man looking out for you. You’re not too proud to admit it. Maybe you’re still just a vulnerable, young girl in desperate need of guidance and not someone who tragically just turned fucking thirty.
“What do I do?” you implore him helplessly.
Joel’s smirk fades then, his expression turning stern as his tone becomes paternally instructional.
“Right,” he starts, gripping your wrists in his calloused hands as you begin to sway before him. You try to focus on him. “You’re just gonna go in there and act real surprised. I didn’t tell you nothin’, got that? Don’t need your old man thinkin’ I spoiled it.”
“You kinda did spoil it though,” you attempt to tease him. It comes out a little sloppier than you intend.
Joel just gives you this look, all disapproving and bemusedly reproachful - a warning, you realize.
God, you are so screwed.
You clear your throat and nod obediently, pulling a very serious face that it is very convincing (in your head).
“Keep your damn voice down,” he goes on, particularly chiding with that specific instruction. “And just stay by my side, okay? I’ll make sure you don’t make a fool o’yourself.”
“Really, Joel?” you slur, your eyes widening in wonder at the promise of having Joel by your side all night, keeping you in check.
“Just try’n behave,” he adds with a wink and your stomach does a backflip. “And I’ll take care of the rest.”
You salute him. He rolls his eyes.
“Ready?” he asks, his eyebrows raised. You take a deep breath.
“No.”
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protocolseben · 5 months
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(3 days before flight)
"Rocky, should I untether Mark from the pipes?"
"Don't even think about it Sebastian. I don't want to get into trouble !"
»»» 11th Day of Mission
Load LOG : // SL-21-20XX-28-12_01…
(alternate title : fuck characterisation, hello OOC. get OOC pain'd.)
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23:04:26:85 UTC +1 CET
Recording? Ok...so today-
("Talking into your diary again like a girl, love? ")
"Fucking…" clunk "It's my logging session. I'll throw something at you."
("Did you forget where you are?")
"Fick dich."
("…I hope that's German for 'I like you a lot?' ")
< clunk >
recording terminated due to lack of sound / voice activity.
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END LOG SL-21-20XX-28-12_01
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Load LOG : // SL-21-20XX-28-12_02…
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23:11:33:02 UTC +1 CET
…Ok, the light is on, it is recording now.
This morning the Earth looked bluer than usual, and I really liked it, so I grabbed the camera and quickly snapped a picture. My photography skills are good enough!
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NASA's Jackson called us the noisiest astronauts ever. Fair... But he did remark on how efficiently Mark and I get the work done around the station, given the state and the age of the machines. We would really just split the massive amount of maintenance into two and made sure we tied up any loose ends, and they were always impressed.
Today we had to do a pretty massive job of putting on the NOAX stuff on the many of the station panels. It was our second time doing a spacewalk in only eleven days, so that's a big thing. And it was…four hours outside, putting basically space caulk. Heat really gets to these big guys! The application was less than fantastic though, as we had to use spatulas to put them on…it was a really careful science experiment. There's Mark and me, stuck to only the metal railings of the station for our lives, putting state-of-the-art things with some ma's spatula. It's hot doing this the whole day, just mashing this stuff in! Sweating in space is not fun…
I looked up the stuff when I got back from the work. They use these things in Formula 1 cars…? Well you learn something new everyday and experience new things too, but I'm not sure how this caulk thing will benefit that much… probably only useful if Michael Schumacher goes 27 thousand kilometres per hour, sure…
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Ok, I have been putting off talking about Mark.
The previous recordings already have them, but for memory's sake, I will just mention it here. I know, I know, I'm going to be 24 next year, and here I am, still feeling like i'm in middle school with how I'm acting.
We've been co-workers for two years now, and we've had our fair share of being at each other's necks. Horner didn't help either. The only thing he had to say to us before we left was that we were like an old married couple. And to get "our shit sorted by the end of the trip".
Well…
It really is hard to put it into words. It was pretty obvious to everyone, so I am the idiot here. Hah... I tried not to think much of it, especially during the suit up procedure for the spacewalks. it needed two people anyway.
Before we went back into the airlock, the bastard went to unhook my tether off the metal railing! Fucker!! Do you know how screwed we'll get if I wasn't anywhere with the EMU? He had the gall to laugh in his suit. I should have just beaten his face in just now.
("You didn't mention me holding your hands?")
clnk
("oh shoot--")
recording terminated due to lack of sound / voice activity.
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liannelara-dracula · 1 year
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Diabolik lovers S+M+T brothers at beach
Hi Love,
Gosh, I am so sorry! I hope you are still around. This took months! To everyone I am sorry for my absences, in December I hope to be less busy. I luckily found some time for writing so I decided to finish some stuff while I'm at it. :) Hope you guys like it!
-Liannelara
Diaboys At the Beach HCS
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General (includes everyone):
🏝They took a van altogether to get there.
🏝Or it may have been Kou’s tour van bc he’s an idol.
🏝And Yuma didn’t want to go.
🏝But he was the one who ended up driving because he thinks that Ruki and Reiji are too slow because they follow the speed limit.
🏝Carla and Shin cannot drive because they are too old so good luck explaining to them how a car works.
🏝Plus Shin drives so bad, omg.
🏝And so yeah, Yuma would get everyone there faster.
Sakamaki
Shu:
🏝Made a fake treasure map and sneaked it somewhere on the beach and Ayato found it.
🏝This way the triplets would be preoccupied and leave the damn place so he could get some freaking peace and quiet.
🏝He openly admitted to Reiji, Subaru, Ruki, and Carla who were resting on lawn chairs also.
🏝“It’s been a while since we have seen those three.” Ruki commented.
🏝“Tch, yeah they must be so busy checking out chicks.” Subaru said.
🏝Shu continued to look asleep with his sunglasses and said, “Oh, they’re not checking out chicks.”
🏝“Then why the hell are they so busy?!” Subaru looked confused.
🏝“Well, I didn’t want to say anything but I figured a fake map would do the trick.” 
🏝“You did what?!” They were all shocked.
🏝“They’re looking all around for treasure that doesn’t even exist. But I figured it was the only way to get them to shut up.” Shu grinned, knowing he had screwed them over.
🏝“It is unbelieve that you even bothered to do something productive, let alone beneficial to us all.” Reiji commented while adjusting his glasses.
🏝Getting him to come was hard, it was only because Reiji said that there would be steak so he agreed to come.
🏝Wears his damn cardigan in this hot @ss heat.
🏝Rei does not understand this at all and can’t stand it.
🏝And he’s shirtless and probably has some beach necklace on.
🏝He makes sure to leave his cardigan open tho, that way chicks can check him out.
🏝But he does wear his swim trunks (they’re yellow) and sunglasses.
🏝And he’d sip out of a f*ckin’ coconut and you know it.
🏝Spends most of his time on the damn lawn chair or on a beach towel under the umbrella shade.
🏝This just gives him the excuse to be lazy.
🏝While he lays on the beach towel if girls walk by in their bikinis, he looks up.
🏝He is still listening to his music tho, that will never change.
🏝Probably got a tan, which might be funny if he had his choker on through it all so it’ll leave that shape on his neck now.
🏝He’s a little annoyed by it and the triplets find it funny.
🏝He might complain about the sun being too bright tho, lol.
🏝Once the day is over, he literally does not carry anything back to the van.
Reiji:
🏝Reiji has everything ready before they leave.
🏝And he’s just trying to make sure everything goes smoothly.
🏝He’s hoping he can relax a little because the beach will keep his brothers busy.
🏝He goes for a swim because it's good exercise.
🏝He and his brothers drag Shu to go but Shu will only go if a hot chick catches his attention and she’s by the water.
🏝Reiji and Ruki are responsible for the food because we know that the boys can’t cook for sh!t.
🏝So they are in charge of the barbeque, and they fight over how to do things, such as how to season things, what temperature the meat shout be cooked at, when they should flip it, and when it’s done, etc.
🏝Azusa tries to help them negotiate but they just end up yelling at him and he becomes disappointed because they haven’t hit him. Yet.
🏝Apart from this he does try to relax by sitting on a chair and reading some things.
🏝 Reiji is probably wearing some swim trunks and button-up shirt that is somewhat undone, so girls can catch a glimpse of his chiseled chest.
🏝I mean have you seen this man?????!!!!
🏝He only takes off his shirt when he’s going to swim tho.
🏝 And he wears his sunglasses here, probably the kind that also works as glasses so he doesn’t have to have two with him.
🏝The triplets are always trying to sabotage things for him like they unscrewed the screws in the folding chairs just so he’d fall out of it.
🏝Oh and if he ends up falling asleep in the chair, they steal his sandals and hide them while he’s sleeping.
🏝They’ve also stolen his towel and gotten it wet in the ocean and then returned it to him.
🏝He was so annoyed and scolded them about their behavior while Shu was amused.
🏝He will not build a sandcastle but if he sees that Ruki is, it will lead to competition between the two about who can build a better castle.
🏝Reiji is also constantly telling his brothers to not cause trouble.
🏝If he’s near the shore but is only getting his feet wet, the triplets will just push him in.
🏝He doesn’t allow the triplets to use the yacht they have.
🏝“No, there will be no parties on father’s yacht.”
🏝And if they are making a fuss about getting ice cream, he gives them money because he won’t hear the end of it if he doesn’t.
🏝Sometimes Laito tries to coax him into looking at chicks with him but Rei tells him he’ll pass.
🏝He’ll be sitting in his lawn chair with his shades, reading a book or science article of some sort. So Laito will approach him and say, “The women you take interest in are no fun, now lighten up brother.”
🏝Reiji would sigh and take his shades off, “That’s because you have little regard for what a woman is. The females you take an interest in are far beyond from being ladies. They are young and incompetent girls.”
🏝“Ohhh, then perhaps you're into older women~”
🏝“Do not say such nonsense.” He’d say adjusting his glasses.
🏝Reiji may even participate in a sport with his brothers. In fact, he’s probably the one telling them to get good exercise and having them play volley ball.
Laito:
🏝Is really looking forward to going and can’t wait to see girls in their swimsuits.
🏝He and Ayato are trying to undo the strings on girl’s bikins.
🏝And their main goal is to pick up chicks.
🏝He wore a speedo, and I’m betting it's zebra or leopard print. 
🏝Or even worse, green.
🏝Ayato said his outfit was silly and Subaru thought it was ridiculous but he simply told them they knew nothing about fashion.
🏝“Laito you look like sh!t.”
🏝Sits on a hammock and Subaru sabotages it.
🏝He brings rollerskates but he falls a lot.
🏝He does go in the water and he goes a little far in.
🏝However if he doesn’t realize what is on him, like seaweed for instance, he might freak out.
🏝I also see that he left his hat on his beach towel cause he didn’t want to get it wet.
🏝But knowing Ayato and Kino they’d use his damn hat as a freezbe and do it across the water in hopes of getting wet.
🏝Meanwhile, Laito is trying to stop.
🏝And it’s basically a monkey-in-the-middle situation because he can’t catch it.
🏝If he’s in a pool or in general if he plans to look underwater he brings goggles with him.
🏝He kinda looks like this dude → click here
🏝Oh and I bet he goes snorkeling and thinks the fish are cool.
🏝He’ll try to take pics of them and then put them in a scrapbook or something.
🏝He will laugh if the fish try to tickle him, and literally if he saw two fish mating he’d take a photo of it cause he thinks it's interesting.
🏝And then he’d show it to Subaru. “Don’t they look interesting? They are so innocent when they procreate, it isn’t like our kind.”
🏝“Shut up, idiot!”
🏝He plays volleyball with his brothers and Subaru makes sure they're on opposing teams just so he can win against him and possibly hit him with the ball.
🏝Although even if they were on the same team he’d still aim the ball at him when he’s getting on his nerves.
🏝Will complain about the water being pretty cold too.
🏝Ayato will make jokes about him being a mermaid and Laito becomes offended/upset.
🏝“That is just cruel brother, very cruel.”
Kanato:
🏝Wore a lilac button-up shirt and some white and purple swim trunks.
🏝He has the top somewhat button-down.
���Teddy and him have matching outfits.
🏝And he’s got nice black shades, with a tint of purple.
🏝Picks up chicks with his nice outfit.
🏝Spends time building a sandcastle but he honestly doesn’t have the patience.
🏝Especially if Ayato ended up kicking it because he was playing sports or something.
🏝He was so annoyed and made sure not to mess with Teddy’s sand castle ever again.
🏝Literally I could see him throwing seashells/sand at him and anyone who walks by.
🏝Laito might participate in helping him build it because he finds it fun but Ayato will just say its for kids.
🏝And Kanato doesn’t like it when someone calls him a kid
🏝But if they make a game out of it he wants to compete because Oreo-Sama is the best.
🏝He brought a little backpack where he keeps the sweets Reiji packed for him to avoid any possible tantrums he may give if he didn’t.
🏝And god forbid if a seagull swooped down and took any candy.
🏝He’d be enraged.
🏝And you can best bet that this little purple goblin would curse at it.
🏝He may even cry over this bc he’s such a child.
🏝If Ayato laughs at him he’ll just chase after him.
🏝I think he likes putting his feet in the water but if a seaweed came near him he’d be annoyed.
Ayato:
🏝Get’s sunburned easily (idk if vampires can actually get sunburned but whatever.)
🏝Brings a f*cking metal detector to check if he can find valuables in the sand.
🏝Subaru sees this and just thinks he’s an idiot.
🏝You know how his pants are rolled up on one side?
🏝His swim shorts are the same deal.
🏝Wears ugly neon green alien sunglasses and matches with Kino.
🏝He plays monkey in the middle with Laito and Kanato and Kanato is in the middle.
🏝Kanato gets fed up in two seconds and probably pops the beach ball.
🏝Tries to pick up chicks with Laito and Kino.
🏝But he just embarrasses himself.
🏝He and Kino bring their skateboards and try to do tricks.
🏝Knowing Ayato he has tripped over seaweed and even sand.
🏝He tries to go surfing and he fails miserably.
🏝He goes in the water and I’m not surprised if Kino and Shin schemed something together and made Ayato think there was a shark in the water.
🏝He was well convinced and completely left his surfboard due to fear.
🏝He really wants to use the boat his family owns so he can fish.
🏝He did this once over the bridge and fell over the railing and it was hilarious.
🏝Overall, he’s mostly just making a fool of himself throughout it all.
🏝I mean from how many girls he’s asked out or flirted with and he’s like tripped in front of them it just makes me laugh.
🏝Oh and he’s going all over with the “fake” treasure map he found with Kanato and Laito.
🏝And it’s just hilarious how they went around the whole town.
🏝If he’s in charge of grilling Shu’s special stake he’ll burn it and start a fire.
🏝And he will put out the fire by pouring a bottle of water over the stake because he’s lost all hope.
🏝And Shu hates him after that.
Subaru:
🏝He carries most of the supplies and stuff since Reiji asks him. 
🏝He will complain slightly but after being able to trip Kou along the way he’s all for it.
🏝Will go out for a swim cause it will relax him.
🏝He wears a black tank top and swim trunks.
🏝Girls stare at his arms and he’s embarrassed.
🏝Laito literally even introduces him to girls he met and Subaru just gets flustered.
🏝He will look at girls in their bathing suits but try to cover up the fact that he’s looking.
🏝And if Laito catches, omg he will not hear the end of it.
🏝He will try to him his little bro get her attention.
🏝"Oh, I see you need some help in getting a girl's attention?" Laito would say.
🏝"Shut up!"
🏝"Well, a little push never hurt anyone." He’d say to his little brother before actually pushing him forward to bump into the chick.
🏝"Ok, you know what to do brother, take it from here."
🏝Meanwhile Subaru just wants to kick his @ss for pushing him forward and bumping into the chick.
Kino:
🏝Having drinks with chicks.
🏝Causally joins other people’s parties and bonfires.
🏝He comes with only his weird printed swim trunks and skateboard. 
🏝He thinks the pattern looks cool but Ayato and Shin dis him about the f*cking print.
🏝Brings a boombox.
🏝Does any sport possible, so he’s definitely doing surfing and power cursing. 
🏝Brings a polaroid camera, and f-ing films the whole time on his phone. 
🏝Tries to make vines with Ayato and Shin.
🏝Will flip sh!t if Ayato eats a hot dog in front of him.
🏝He literally gasped before chucking the thing straight into the ocean.
🏝Right in front of Ayato’s eyes, leaving him speechless only to respond with, “Bruh.”
🏝He and Ayato play video games and literally argue.
🏝In fact, when they play volleyball they argue about who lost or who was out of bounds.
🏝He honestly doesn’t do much, he's just really obnoxious.
Mukami
Ruki:
🏝He wears those white polo shirts that are short sleeves so you can see his muscular arms.
🏝And it’s just one of those tight shirts they put on models, he looks good with it.
🏝F*ck
🏝Anyways, this boring @ss brought a book with him, of course.
🏝He will occasionally look up if he’s interested in some girl specifically.
🏝He’d be focused on his reading when the voice of girl caught his attention, causing him to lower his gaze on the female.
🏝He does get a little involved with playing sports if his brothers ask him or if he’s being challenged.
🏝Ruki is mostly busy reading, relaxing, or competing against Reiji in something.
🏝If he has a partner, he’d become more involved in the sense of messing around with her and pushing her into the water.
🏝but those are hcs for another time. ;)
🏝If he really wants to do something different he might build a sand castle.
🏝Other than that he doesn’t do too much but he does sometimes get in nerd debates with Reiji.
Yuma:
🏝He carried almost everything in like a few trips.
🏝He builds sandcastles with Azusa.
🏝Plays volleyball and makes sure Azusa is on his team and that Kou is on the opposite side.
🏝 He literally make sure the ball hits him down each time 😂 
🏝Feeds the seagulls because he feels bad.
🏝But will get mad if they follow him.
🏝“Hey, look I was trying to help out. Now that’s enough.”
🏝Although if his brothers are not watching he will be more friendly towards them. 
🏝“Huh, you guys really like bread, don’t ya?” He ask, petting one of the seabirds.
🏝 He’s not trying to but he gets a tan.
🏝 He’d be shirtless the whole time, he tried to even arrive shirtless but Ruki told him it wasn’t proper.
🏝 So he put a beach sweater on but then instantly took it off.
🏝 I say this because he probably thinks it’s hot a lot of the time.
🏝 I really can’t imagine the attire but probably orange swim trunks? Idk, just look at dive to blood when I don’t give a description 😂.
🏝 Will swim far out in the ocean.
🏝Is basically anywhere where Kou isn’t.
🏝Has a hard time relaxing bc he can almost never sit still.
🏝 Although once his brothers convince him enough to relax and he is finally able to and he’ll check out chicks even if his facial expression doesn’t display any hint of that.
🏝Though I say most of his time is spent watching Azusa and ambushing Kou.
Kou:
🏝He wore a light pink bucket hat and Yuma didn’t want to be around him cause he thought he looked dumb with it.
🏝”The only thing you are hurting right now are my feelings.” I see it like in this clip here. (idk if the clip is still in there, I hope)
🏝He also wore pink swim trunks and Yuma just can’t talk to him.
🏝And I see that he’s got wacky sunglasses like it’s just ridiculous.
🏝Subaru flips him off his flamingo floaty. (If they were at a pool anyways)
🏝 he’s honestly everywhere and his brothers just hope the disguise is enough knowing he’s an idol or he just might ruin everyone’s vacation.
🏝Which as you can imagine, that is exactly what happened.
🏝And believe me they were not happy about it at all.
🏝“Oh come on guys you know I didn’t mean to do this.”
🏝“That ain’t the point man, you always do this. This is why no one wants to bring you on trips.” Yuma would say annoyed by Kou’s excuse.
Azusa:
🏝He builds really nice sandcastles with water and stuff.
🏝He’s really good it, and people take photos of his work.
🏝Azusa will try to get stung by a dead jellyfish and Yuma has to constantly watch him to make sure he isn’t to far out into the sea to get eaten or something.
🏝“Azusa, get the hell out of there!”
🏝Azusa is pretty calm most of the time, he might sun tan because he hears it's relaxing.
🏝Although he’s mostly trying to find ways where he will feel pain.
🏝So everyone kinda worries about where he wanders off to sometimes or if he’s been gone for too long because he’s probably doing something he shouldn’t be doing.
🏝He’d literally stay in the water when there's a shark.
🏝He might even give it a name and try to pet it.
🏝Meanwhile Kou is screaming at him to get out of the water.
🏝Azusa would also probably try to throw himself on the boulders that he sees just to feel something and Yuma would constantly have to pull him away. 
Tsukinami
Carla:
 🏝He’s just trying to relax, but Shin won’t allow him.
🏝Because he’s either pulling pranks on him or he made some girl’s bf upset and now Carla has to fix things.
🏝Girls look at him but he’s not focused on this.
🏝He might be trying to paint the ocean tho.
🏝And he’ll probably paint a girl he found attractive too.
🏝He’s mostly exploring around the nearby gift shops and possibly buying souvenirs.
🏝Because he’s trying to “relax”.
🏝He’ll probably try to read or something and Shin is telling him to either get in the water or get a tan.
🏝Or get a girl.
🏝Shin wants to turn into his wolf form but Carla gets mad at him and tells him no.
🏝“What’s it going to look like if there is a wolf running around on a beach?” He’d ask his younger brother.
🏝Shin looked at him before shaking his head. “No one will notice.”
🏝”No, no wolf form.”
🏝“Fine, then I’ll turn into a snake.”
🏝 “No.” Carla anwsered.
🏝“A bat.”
🏝“No.”
🏝“An eagle.”
🏝”No. No, no, no! You will not turn into anything. Just stay in your regular form!”
🏝Overall, Carla’s really got his work cut out for him lol.
Shin:
🏝Came shirtless, and was about to come in his wolf form but Carla stopped him.
🏝 He’s doing some type of sport and tries to drag Carla into it.
🏝 Like Shin would try anything and Carla doesn’t like the idea because it’s usually reckless.
🏝 I could see Shin wanting to try power cruising and Carla is worried that Shin will just crash somewhere, leading him to be the one to cover the damages because he’s the oldest.
🏝 He’d also go cycling most likely, but he’d never wear one of those outfits.
🏝Idk if you guys are familiar with cycling at the beach but I live in a beach town and that’s what everyone does. Especially tourists, so yeah I could see that Shin rented a bike. 
🏝That’s usually how it works, at least at the beach town I’m at. 😂 
🏝And honestly the whole time Carla is just hoping nothing crazy happens.
🏝Aside from this if Shin is not cycling he’s probably doing stupid with Kino or checking out girls.
🏝That’s what the whole trip consists of.
🏝But if he turned in his wolf form it’d be another story.
🏝 It’d be so chaotic and Carla would be freaking out bc everyone is wondering why there is a wolf at the beach. 😂 
🏝It’d get so bad that Carla would have to fake it and say that Shin is his husky 😂. This way no one will question.
🏝And then in the van he can give a long lecture about it and why he will never do this trip ever again.
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Period Complications 5 x ADHD
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"I'm just so fucking angry! Why is it not fucking working!" I exclaimed in frustration trying to fix the bugs in my code, but I swear each time I fix one, another one just pops around the corner!
I hate this shit!
Who's idea was it to study Computer Science?!
It's bullshit!
I would be better off studying-- screw that! I would be better off not studying anything at fucking all!
I should have become a stripper or something! Would probably make more money selling feet pics to crazy people online than in this shit hole!
"You've got pretty feet… But they are for my eyes only" Erling chuckled from where he was leaning on the doorway, looking at me with his too-damn pretty face.
He's also not wearing a shirt.
Just some shorts. Some short shorts.
And he's sweaty and ---
Seriously why is he so damn hot all the fucking time?
"Awww thanks, babe!" He cheerfully said fist bumping into the air before moving towards me.
"Nope, out! Erling Braut Haland!" I said, trying to make him leave.
He shouldn't see me like this.
I don't want him to see what a mess I am.
Especially under stress.
"You're such a beautiful mess though, baby!" He exclaimed slowly coming closer to my desk, well, his desk. Since it's his house.
I just tried to kick the guy out of his own house.
"What's mine is yours, love, you know it!" He leaned forward from the other side of the desk, head resting on his arm as he watched me with a big smile on his face.
"Seriously what are you? Can you read minds?!" I asked frowning.
"Nah, you just tend to speak out loud when stressed or under pressure. It's cute. I find it quite endearing." He leaned and kissed the tip of my nose.
"Oh, oops!" I felt myself blushing.
"It's super entertaining too! Your mind is very funny, you go from one thing to another then back to the other thing and so on!" He chuckled, taking one of my trembling hands in his much bigger one and kissing the back of it.
"I can't help it… It's my ADHD brain going at 500km/h on a countryside road…" I sighed.
I hate the way my brain works sometimes.
Some other times I like it, makes me feel different but most of the time it's just frustrating and hard.
I feel so stupid most of the time, always thinking differently, always taking the long way around.
I just want a break from all the stress and pressure sometimes.
"Baby how can you say that, you're so smart, the smartest person I know, the most hard-working and selfless" he moved from where he was leaning over and came around the desk to where I was.
"I just feel like I have to work so much to make up for all these bullshit issues…" I feel tears filling my eyes.
"Baby…" he pulled me to his chest, hugging me tight as he leaned down so I could put my arms around his neck.
"Sorry, I'm all sweaty… I probably stink too" he said in my hair, kissing the top of my head.
"I love your scent," I said against his neck, on my tippy toes, hugging him tighter.
"You're something else baby" he chuckled.
"What do you say about a shower and then some comfy clothes, sneaks and Netflix and chill in our bed?" He proposed his accent peaking through quite a bit.
It's something that happens when he's tired or misses home or his family.
"Sounds like a plan, add some tea to the list and we are good to go," I said, kissing the top of his left pec as I moved away.
I let out an embarrassing loud squeal when he lifted me up and began carrying me upstairs.
"ERLING!! You have to stop carrying me around all the time!" I blushed into his neck.
This man is something else.
"Why? I quite enjoy it, no shush, go get the shower ready, I'll be back in a min with some clothes for us" he put me down in front of the shower and left running back to our room. I could hear him going through the drawers in the walk-in closet of the ensuite, smiling to myself as I started the water, making sure it was the perfect temperature as I undressed and stepped in.
I washed my body and was in the middle of washing my hair when I feel arms around my middle, pulling me back so our bodies are touching.
"I wanted to wash you!" He pouted, looking too cute for his own good.
"You can still wash me, come on, I'll wash you" I proposed, getting the soapy bath fluff nice and bubbly as I proceeded to press it on Erling's chest, washing his toned body. His chest, his arms, his back…
"You've got such an amazing butt… It's unfair!" I could not help myself so I squeezed it, loving how muscular and nice it feels. It looked so good all soapy.
"Hey! Hands of the merchandise!" He joked and I have him a playful slap on the right cheek as I moved back up, trying to get him to lean down to get a kiss.
"No kisses for you, you've been too naughty," he said, straightening his back so he put even more distance between us, smirking down at me.
"Well, I guess I'll just have to continue to wash myself then… Alone" I purposely turned my back to him, bending down to get my favourite shower gel and then proceed to wash my body, soaping up my chest and then looking up to see his reaction.
Well, I could have looked down also, there was definitely a reaction there too.
"Baby!! Those are mine too!" He exclaimed, moving his big hands on my chest, squeezing both my boobs, making me moan as he touched my sensitive nipples.
"Fucking hell, Erling!" I moaned as he moved behind me, pressing his front into my back, not letting go of my boobs as he played with my nipples.
"Love how sensitive they are, how sensitive you are…" he kissed my neck, holding me close as he played with my boobs. I could feel him pulsing against my back, he was hard. And so fucking big.
Everything about this guy is huge. Of course, his dick was also fucking huge.
I blushed at the thought.
"Erling please…" I begged.
I don't even know what I was asking. What did I want?
I just wanted him.
"Baby, slow down, we got all day" he chuckled.
"I want you inside me" I turned around pulling him down so we could kiss.
"No way in hell! Not going to happen on my watch!" He broke our kiss, putting some space between us and I looked confused up at him.
I couldn't help but feel insecure and rejected.
"You don't want to? With me?" I asked, looking sadly up at him.
"Of course I fucking want it! I love you, I desire you, can't you see how much you turn me on? I swear I'm always hard around you!" He groaned, using his hand to release some pressure on his very much still rock-hard cock.
I blushed, looking away.
"Then? Why do you keep rejecting me…" I whispered, looking up at him, into his lovely green eyes.
I love his eyes. They are such a complex colour, I swear they constantly change, depending on his mood.
"I'm not rejecting you, baby, I just don't want it to happen like this, it's your first time! It's supposed to be special, perfect! Not a fucking quickie in the shower!" He explained passionately.
I love how passionate this guy is about everything he does, and everything he loves.
I especially love it when I see him so passionate about me.
My man.
"I love you Erling. Thank you for loving me and taking care of me, always. Thank you for being you." I said hugging him.
"It's going to be perfect and special no matter what because it's you," I admitted, kissing his chest, right where his heart is beating so strongly.
"You're the same to me, we're perfect for each other, soulmate and all." He whispered, tightening his arms around me and kissing my forehead.
"Now, let's finish here," he said, starting the water again.
We quickly washed ourselves this time, to avoid distractions.
Erling finished quicker, he got out first, getting towels for both of us, before starting to dry himself.
He was a sight.
In all his naked glory.
His body was art.
"Take a picture, it lasts longer" he commented, not even turning around from where his muscular back is facing me.
I blush for the tenth time today.
Seriously what is his secret? Does he have superpowers?
How the hell did he see me?
"I have to be very aware of my surroundings baby, I'm a footballer, remember" he joked.
"I don't think I could ever forget you in your Manchester city home equipped even if I try. Wet dream material." I admitted, getting out of the shower and shivering because of the temperature change.
He immediately helped me, putting the big towel around me and a smaller one on my head.
"Awww thanks baby, glad to know you get off on me wearing the blue kit, got to wear it more often," he said, his cheeks a bit pink too.
"Or just don't wear anything, that would work too, for getting me off" I suggested, playfully.
"Oh shush it you, you would constantly blush whenever you see me partially baked! You would not resist me being naked around you!" Erling said while drying my hair carefully.
"No, I don't!" I slap at his arm.
Ok, maybe I'm a bit intimidated by him, especially naked. But like who isn't? Have you seen him?
He's a fucking God. A Nordic God.
"I love it when you do that anyways, don't worry. I find it very cute, the way you react around me" he admitted.
"Shut up" put the other towel on top of his head, pouting.
"Awww my little angry kitty," he said, leaning down to kiss all over my face, as I tried to stop him, giggling.
We ended up using the same drier for drying our hair, I let him have a go first Erling while doing my night routine then took it after he finished while he was doing his own night routine. Much simpler than mine.
"Let's get in bed!!" He suddenly said, lifting me up and walking out of the bathroom, ignoring my protests.
"Erling!!!"
"I prepared you some clothes" he gestured to the pile of clothes on the bed, one of his kit light blue shirts, which was a dress for me and a pair of short white yoga pants, together with some fluffy blue socks and for him just some white boxes.
"You're basically naked" I comment, dressing myself in his shirt, loving how big it feels on me, then going to the closet to get some panties, deciding on some white ones.
"Very nice sight baby" he commented from the bed as he looked at me since I left the door of the closet open. I was bent down to pick the panties and of course, he was watching.
I blushed and immediately pulled the shirt down to cover myself.
"Perv!" I walked back to the room, closed the window shades and joined him on the bed.
"Oh God, this bed is like heaven…" I moaned as my back hit the soft material of the sheets, pulling the covers over me as I moved closer to Erling, searching for his warmth.
I moved my freezing feet under his shins and I put my hands on his abs to warm them "Nooo, you ice cube! How are you so cold?!" He shivered but hugged me closer.
"I don't know… I'm always cold, but you're hot" I whispered, hiding my face in his chest.
"Even your nose is cold" he giggled.
"What should we watch?" He asked, scrolling through the Netflix recommendations.
"Something with Vikings" I joked, almost asleep. He was just so warm and comfy.
"Hey, don't fall asleep on me!" He nudged me, kissing my hair.
"But I'm sleepy…" I complained, trying to get even closer to him, pulling my covers over my head to hide.
"It's so early thought, what are you, a chicken?" He giggled pulling the covers down.
"I'm an old lady, let me have some peace. You'll understand when you get to my age" I pouted.
"Your age, baby you're 3 years older than me that's no old" he laughed and started tickling me.
Did I mention I'm very, very ticklish?
I absolutely hate being tickled.
"Erling!!!!!!" I squealed, but he was having none of it.
By the time our tickling fight was done, I was trying to catch my breath, my face was covered in tears from how hard I was laughing, while he was laughing his ass off at me.
"Awww baby I made you cry, come here" before I could react he moved around, hovering over me, not putting all of his weight on me, as he used his arms to support himself but still. He was so fucking heavy!
"Nooo! Get off me you giant! I can't breathe!" I groaned, trying to shove him off, "Aww baby, I made you breathless too, am I this pretty?" He playfully spoke, trying to sound like a girl, flipping his long blonde hair.
"You are actually, the prettiest girl out there" I kissed his nose, moving one of my arms around him while I used my other to run my fingers through his soft hair.
"Hey!!" He playfully protested, but I kissed his pout away, making us both smile dumbly at each other after.
"I love moments as these" I looked into his eyes.
"Me too" he kissed me.
We sat like that for a while, just looking into each other's eyes, smiling and kissing until Erling spoke "Let's go eat something, I'm so hungry"
"You and your appetite, baby, don't know how you can eat so much and be this fit, it shouldn't be possible" I admitted, admiring his body once again as he got up from the bed.
"I'm a Viking baby, we are not normal people" he offered his hand to help me get up but I just rolled over on his side of the bed, pulling the covers over me as I hugged his pillow. I changed the sheets this morning and he barely sat on the bed since then, but I swear it has his scent.
I love his scent with a passion.
"Stop smelling my pillow, I'm getting a bit jealous over here! Plus, you could have the real thing…" he smirked, pulling the covers from around me and pulling me up.
"You can be a brute sometimes, Erling Haland" I sighed, following him out of the room, well not that I had much of a choice since he was holding my hand, basically pulling me.
"Only for you baby" he lifted me up on the island-like counter when we arrived downstairs into the kitchen, kissing my nose and then proceeding to take half of the fridge out to eat.
"You're something else, Erling, I swear…"
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First part is here and, this one starts off a little spicy🌶 Also sorry it taken so long to actually finish this one can y'all believe I've been to the hospital twice for two different reasons while working on this in draft in the last two weeks...anyways I'm good rn so don't worry bout me and enjoy💋
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Sukuna didn't know what he was doing
No scratch that he knew exactly what he was doing
He was currently behind the pool shed balls deep in some pour girl's mouth who probably thought she had a chance with him
But his mind was on you
Which only frustrated him more since the whole point of him coming to this stupid party and even fooling with this girl was to stop thinking about you
Yet here he was
"Fuck, y/n..." he let slip out with a moan while he watched his dick disappear in her mouth
Only for the girl to freeze, "My name is rose asshole."
He only rolled his eyes as a response, "tch, Your name is whatever I call you while your on your knees in front of me."
To which she didn't protest
"Yeah, that's what I thought." He smirked
But slowly Sukuna's mind went back to you
He shouldn't be this upset about what yuji said to him eailer
Yuji was right after all the two of you would have your fun and he'd move on eventually, that's just want he did so it was fair to reason that it would eventually happen to you two
So why was it pissing him off so much?
Maybe it was the little voice in his head that said he really did want something more with you
Or maybe it was the same voice saying that if yuji actually confessed to you you'd go with him
Cause why wouldnt you?
Yuji was your bestfriend after all, there had to be some feeling on your side wither you knew it yet or not
Not to mention he knew Yuji was right he always was the fuck up in the family
And he knew you knew it too, why else were you really keep him a secret?
Hell, you said so yourself yuji already knew that the two of you had been screwing around yet you kept the two of you hidden
And it made him feel like shit
So here he was to forget about you for a while
Only that didn't seem like it was going to work now
Cause once he found himself back in the house he caught sight of you
Which both confused and enraged him
Confused because you where here
And you don't even like parties, you should be home doing nerd shit
And two enraged out of all the assholes here why was you in toji's face?
The two of you seemed all cozy in the living room you sitting on his lap whisper in his ear while he was laughing
You were so wrapped up in toji you didn't even see him or anyone else in the room for that matter
"What the shit?" Sukuna said under his breath not able to take his eyes off the two of you as he made his way to the kitchen
When he gets to the kitchen he sees his brother, "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Wanted to cool off for a bit...didn't think you'd be here too tho." He said nonchalantly sipping his drink from a red solo cup
"And you thought it was a good idea to drag her along? She's all up on toji."
Yuji shrugged, "So what? I'm not her keeper."
His words only annoyed his brother, "You sure as hell acted like it this morning, now all of a sudden you don't care who she's sleeping with?"
"She's not sleeping with him she's having fun, you know that thing you do all the time." Then yuji left his brother rolling his eyes
Leaving Sukuna to simmer in his rage
He didn't want to make a scene it wasn't worth it he thought
Maybe he should fine another girl to fool around with but he knew that wouldn't satisfie him
So instead he stood there drinking and taking glances at you and toji
Everytime he looked out he saw the two of you still in each other's face
But it's when he sees toji's hand squeezing your ass and his face in your neck and that familiar look of ecstasy on your face that he's finally had enough
"What the hell are you doing y/n?" He said interrupting you and toji
You took a deep sigh with an eyeroll before you looked up at Sukuna with no sign of all the affection you had for him just that morning, "Minding my business Sukuna do you mind?"
"Yeah, you mind?" Toji added trying to go back to your neck
"Yes I fucking mind y/n, what the fuck are you doing?" He said grabbing your arm and pulling you off toji
Toji stood up to stop him but Sukuna put his hand up to stop him, "Don't start with me fushiguro, it won't end well."
That only made toji smirk, "is that a threat Ryomen?" He challenged
You were smart enough to see where this was going and not wanting to see another fight today you sighed deeply again bringing both of their attention to you, "its fine toji I'll be right back."
"Like hell you will," Sukuna said under his breath
He didn't wait for toji to respond to you either before he snatched you away to outside the house
"Let go of me sukuna!" You protested while trying to pull away from his grip
"Shut up. Your going home."
"Like hell I am," you tried harder to fight against him but his grip was too strong, "I said let me go!"
Finally he listened this time but not because you asked but because you were next to his car
"Get in the car y/n."
"No, Sukuna." You crossed your arms you could tell Sukuna was angry and that anger was only growing
But you couldn't care less
Not after seeing him with that other girl
Originally you were about to leave the party broken hearted but while you stood outside trying to get yourself together
You really thought about it
Yuji had already warned you Sukuna was a dick, hell you already knew that so you shouldn't be suprised that he'd do something like this
Besides it wasn't like you were in a real relationship so why should you care so much? Yes you had fallen for him but why give him the satisfaction of knowing that?
So instead of going home and crying you decided to harden your heart and do what he was doing and have yourself a nice time
And who better to have a nice time with than toji?
He was harmless cause at least the both of you would know it was just casual and there was no way anything would grow from a night of fooling around
"I came out here to have fun, which I was doing until you interrupted me." You told Sukuna
"The fuck?" Sukuna was dumbfounded he'd known you to have a bit of an attitude honestly he liked it but this was different
You were angry he could tell that much but he didn't care why so still too angry to ask you futher questions he just gave you more orders, "just get in the damn car!"
"No." You told him turning away, "if you wanna go home no one is stopping you."
He grabbed your arm again but this time your turned around and slapped him
"Don't touch me."
That shocked him but this time he listened letting your wrist go you would have let it go right there but Sukuna's next words were unexpected, "fuck it. You wanna be a whore go right ahead, see if I care."
As soon as he let those words out of his mouth he knew he crossed the line
He didn't mean it, he was just letting his jealously talk, "fuck, y/n that's not-"
"You fucking hypocrite!" You yelled justifiably enraged, "You can go around fucking anyone in a skirt and when I go for a guy that isn't you than I'm a whore?" You rolled your eyes, "Go to hell Sukuna."
"Y/n!" He called after you but you didn't turn around only storming away from him leaving sukuna standing there looking stupid
*A FEW WEEKS LATER*
You could cut the tension in the house with a butter knife
Neither you or yuji were talking to Sukuna
And to be honest the two you weren't even talking as much as you used too
Everything was a mess
And you felt you were partially responsible
If you had never crossed that line Yoji asked you so many times not to cross
Everything would be fine
But everything wasn't fine
It was a mess and you were tried of it so one morning when it was just you and yuji at home you took the moment to talk to him
"Hey yuj..."
"Hey," he was in the refrigerator like always which made you smile but not without a bit of guilt
"So things have been awkward lately."
He laughed opening a soda, "You got that right."
"But I feel bad cause I know you haven't been talking to your brother and he's your family and I can be the reason you two hate each other." You said getting straight to the point
Yuji smiled, "it's not your fault, and I don't hate him he's just...sukuna..this will pass eventually."
You took a deep breath, "Yeah, well that being said I don't think I can stay here anymore-"
Yujis eyes went wide, "Y/n-"
"I already found a places, it okay I'm not mad at you or anything it's just...I was dumb...and I can't stay here with Sukuna anymore..."
There was no other way to describe the way yuji felt other than brokenhearted
"You're really moving because of Sukuna?"
"It's not-"
"Bullshit y/n, you're running away."
"Well, what do you want from me yuji?" You said with a limp in your throat, "Yes I fell in love with your good for nothing brother which was dumb and stupid and now I can't stand to live in the same space with him."
Yuji sighed so many things he was thinking the main thing, why couldn't you have fallen for him instead?
But you didn't need that right now, "I get it y/n...I'm sorry that you feel like you can't live here anymore. But know I'm still here for you. Always." He smiled
You smiled back at Yuji he truly was your bestfriend you hugged him, "Thank you."
Later the same day yuji found himself with just Sukuna at home
You had left out something about stuff for the new apartment you were going to
When yuji saw his brother he narrowed his eyes, "fix this shit you have going on with y/n."
Sukuna was sitting on the couch watching tv, "What?"
"Fucking fix it, it's gone on long enough and I'm not losing my bestfriend because of you." Then he went into his room slamming the door
Sukuna let out a huff of air
How was he supposed to fix this? Yuji makes it sound like it's easy doesn't be know he's tried?
But you didn't want anything to do with him right now, not after seeing him with that girl at that party and him calling you a whore
He tried talking to you since then but you ignored him yes he deserved it
He felt bad for the way he handled all of it. All he did was prove yuji right when he didn't even mean too
He just wanted to clear his head but hurt you instead
It was stupid why'd he need to 'clear his head' anyway? Because he didn't want to accept the fact that he fallen for you more than he wanted to let on?
Now with you not talking to him it felt so stupid not to just admit it
But Sukuna was a prideful man
So he was sure you couldn't hold a grude forever you'd eventually give in
But than again Yuji was right it's been long enough...and he missed you
So that night when you got home you're annoyed to see Sukuna sitting on your bed
"Get out."
"Y/n-"
"You're invading my personal space get out."
"Just let me get something off my chest first."
You narrowed your eyes at him, "What."
"I'm sorry." He swallowed hard his gaze never meeting yours, "I was wrong and I was being a ass- I am an ass but I never ment to hurt you." But that last part he did meet your eyes, "you didn't deserve any of the stuff I did or said to you."
You don't know how to respond to him you've never heard him apologize on his own
And to confess that he's an ass was a whole nother thing
And inside you wanted to believe him
You wanted to give him another chance
Hell half the reason you're moving out is because part of you wants to just forgive him and melt into his touch again
But you know all that will do is hurt you
So you internally shook your head it was too late, the feelings you had for him you pushed them down the moment he called you a whore
"Thanks for the apology, that yuji probably told you to do now can you get out?"
Sukuna started grumbling as he stood up, "I'm trying here and you won't even listen."
"I said thank you."
"In the most sarcastic way I've ever heard. I'm being honest here you should be happy."
You shook your heard at him wondering how you fell for him, "You are literally the worst, get out."
"You can't ignore me forever y/n, we live in the same house." He said heading for the door
"Thankfully not for long," you mumbled as you followed him to your door
"What?"
"I'm moving out next week, so it looks like I can ignore you forever." You said with a not so sweet smile
And without saying anything else you slammed the door in his face
Leaving Sukuna utterly stunned thinking what have I done?
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ladytauria · 5 months
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2 from the hurt/comfort prompts and dickjay pretty please <33
thank you sm <333
picturing this as the sequel to this prompt fill from @this-was-a-terrible-idea (ao3 link if you prefer) but it should stand on its own~
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Jason is not nervous, and screw anyone who suggests otherwise. This is far from his first fancy party and, unfortunately, far from his last, either. It's not even his first fancy party as a Wayne---and before he went and got himself blown up, he'd gotten pretty fucking good at them, at least if you asked him.
Not that he's going to this party as a Wayne. Just... with a Wayne. Even if said Wayne still called himself Grayson.
The point is. Jason knows what he's doing. He knows how to be charming, and just the right amount of roguish to make the high society folks titter instead of clutch their pearls. He knows how to walk, and talk, and eat, and even dance. (Much as he'd wrinkled his nose when Alfred first suggested the lessons.)
It is, he'll admit, a little different going with Dick as like---a date, not because they both just happened to be connected to the same man.
Good different, though.
Means he doesn't have to hide the way he stares, when he gets an eyeful of Dick wrapped in a blue-and-black tux, perfectly tailored to the lines of his body. The display isn't helped, or is helped too much, by the way he's lounging against one of Jason's favorite sportscars. He must've borrowed it (or "borrowed" it) from Bruce.
Dick catches his eye and grins, like the cat who got the canary. Jason whistles obnoxiously, just to pretend he's not half as flustered as he feels.
"Not so bad yourself, handsome," Dick says, dragging his own gaze over Jason's body.
Jason shivers, a blush stinging the back of his neck. "Keep lookin' at me like that, Dickface, an' I don't think we're gonna make it t' the party."
"Well. It'd be a shame to waste all your hard work, little wing," Dick says, and this time, when he looks Jason over, his gaze lingers. He feels warm in the chilly night air, like he's wearing a sweater in summer.
Before he can think of something else to say---or maybe just grab the tie around Dick's neck and haul him up the stairs to Jason's apartment---Dick is opening the door for him, inviting him into the passenger seat of his sports car.
Jason slides in, rather than embarrass himself, or ruin their plans for the evening.
Dick slips gracefully into the driver's seat; reaching out and taking Jason's hand as soon as they're on the road. For once, the drive is absent of 80s power ballads, disco, and musical numbers. Jason is grateful for the peace. It gives him time to compose himself. This is important. He wants to do it right. For Dick.
The drive takes less time than Jason expected, even with Dick---for probably the first time in his fucking life---obeying all traffic laws. Before Jason knows it, Dick's hand is untangling from his as they exit the car. Dick passes the keys along with a smile and an extravagant tip, shoulder brushing Jason's arm when he comes to stand with him.
"You good?" he asks, under his breath.
"Peachy. Just tryin' to remember how I let you convince me to walk into a viper pit."
That gets a laugh from Dick---though he suppresses it quickly. "You can hold my hand, if it makes you feel safer," he offers.
"Baby," Jason says, "I always wanna hold your hand." But this time, he puts his hand on the small of Dick's back, smiling when Dick wraps his arm around Jason's waist in turn.
"Stop, you're going to make me blush," Dick says. Despite the sarcasm, his ears look pinker than usual.
"Well, can't have that," Jason says, and he's grinning now. "I'm the only one who gets to see you blush."
Dick laughs again, and this time, he doesn't bother suppressing it, despite the way it turns a few heads as they walk in the door. Dick ignores them, looking up at Jason instead. "You're a menace," he says, fondly.
"Just don't forget, bringing me here was your idea," Jason reminds.
"Oh, I know," Dick says. He stops them, just before coat check-in, and rises onto his toes. His lips brush the corner of Jason's mouth. "Still think it was one of my best."
There's no stopping the blush that blooms across his cheeks. "Night's still young," he says, proud when it comes out at least mostly even.
Dick looks at him through half-closed eyes, smile still on his face. "I could never regret a night spent with you, Jason."
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there-goes-thefighter · 6 months
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Private Eyes - bm63
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(warnings: swearing)
(pairing: brad marchand x debrusk!f!reader)
(word count: 1.5k)
Everything had just worked in the beginning. Jake DeBrusk had always talked about his sister, (y/n), but finally introduced her to the rest of the team on the annual Wives and Girlfriends trip. The team had thought bringing her on the trip was a little weird at first, but Jake was convinced (y/n) would fit in well with the WAGs. Luckily, he was right. The trip had gone great, especially since the Bruins won 5 out of the 6 games. 
But things changed between (y/n) and the team’s captain, Brad Marchand. They’d known each other for a while, Brad being one of Jake’s closest teammates. They texted often, (y/n) sometimes going to him for advice rather than her brother. 
The team was in Vegas when Brad realized he was screwed. Most of the team had left the hotel already to go to the casinos and explore the Vegas Strip. Brad offered to stay behind and wait for anyone that hadn't come down yet. He was waiting for just a few minutes when his phone vibrated. He saw a message from (y/n), saying she was on her way down. He was typing out a response when the elevator dinged. He looked up from his phone, seeing (y/n) standing there in a black cocktail dress. 
“Holy shit,” he said as he tucked his phone in his pocket. 
“What?”
“You–you look gorgeous.”
She looked down at her dress, then back at Brad. She blushed a little under his gaze. “Thank you.”
“I don’t think I can concentrate, you look stunning,” he complimented.
(y/n) chuckled, “Are you going to be okay, or should we get you some water first?”
Brad shook his head, “No, I’m good. I just can’t believe I’m going to walk out that door with the hottest girl I’ve ever seen.”
(y/n) smiled, “Let’s go, hot shot.”
The two headed out of the hotel, ending up not meeting up with the rest of the team, but spending the evening alone together. They started with dinner before visiting the shops and even catching the water fountain show. As the night rolled in, they ended up by the iconic Eiffel Tower. It was lit up, a perfect setting for what Brad wanted to do. 
“Hey,” he said, stopping by the tower.
(y/n) stopped and turned to him, “What?”
“Your brother’s probably going to kill me for this.”
She tilted her head in confusion, “For what?”
“For this,” he replied before stepping closer to her, resting a hand on her neck and kissing her. (y/n) had been waiting for it to happen since she and Brad started talking. She liked him for a while and was glad they ended up being left alone. She didn’t care about what her brother would think, and if he had something to say about it, she would deal with it. 
Brad and (y/n) snuck around for the rest of the trip. Both acted as friends around the team and saved kisses and touching for when they were alone. They hoped the lingering eye contact between them wasn’t making it obvious. 
For the next month, Brad and (y/n) kept everything between them to themselves. The only places they found the most peace was at each other’s homes. 
One night, as they laid together in Brad's bed, he seemed to have something on his mind. (y/n) reached for the remote and paused the movie they were watching.
“Everything alright, babe?”
He sighed and leaned back against the pillows, “I don't know.”
“What's on your mind?”
“Do you ever wish for something else?”
“No, this is perfect,” she moved closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder and a hand on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and placed a kiss on the top of her head. 
And it was perfect.
Their cover was blown during a charity dinner the team was required to attend in Boston. (y/n) was sitting next to Brad, Jake opposite them but further down the table. Jake had seen how close his sister and his captain had gotten, but he didn’t want to say anything and create any awkward tension if there wasn't anything there.
He was fully convinced there was, in fact, something there when Brad leaned toward (y/n) to say something that left her blushing. Across from him, Charlie McAvoy noticed there was something off about his teammate.
“You okay, bud?”
“Yeah, I’m fine,” he replied, glancing (y/n)’s way.
Charlie caught on almost immediately. “Dude, don’t–”
“Worry? No, I’m gonna,” Jake interrupted. 
Charlie swallowed and sat back, preparing for the worst.
“(y/n).”
The whole table went silent at Jake’s stern tone. (y/n) glanced at Brad, who looked slightly scared. 
(y/n) matched her brother’s tone, “Jake.”
“What the hell is this?”
She sighed, “Jake, not now. We’ll talk about this later–”
“No, we’re doing this now,” Jake quickly stood up. Brad reached over (y/n), shielding her with his arm.
“She doesn’t have to do anything. If you want to talk about it, let’s talk about it.”
Brad put Jake on the spot, making his teammate feel smaller. However, Jake wasn’t the type to go down without a fight.
Jake was starting to get angry. Through gritted teeth, he said, “This ends now.”
Brad was taken aback, “What? No. Look, dude, I love her. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her. You want to act like a jackass before you know anything, fine. But don’t you dare tell her what she can and can’t do.”
Jake was stunned at Brad’s words, as was everyone else at the table. (y/n) had her eyes on Brad the whole time. She shook herself out of her shocked state and took Brad’s hand as he led her out of the building. 
Brad was still going off about how ridiculous Jake was being when (y/n) stopped. 
“Wait, wait, wait. Just stop for a second.”
He turned to her, “What?”
“You said you love me.”
Brad recalled how he had started his speech to Jake. “That wasn’t exactly how I wanted to tell you.”
Her voice was hopeful, “So you do?”
Brad nodded, “Yes, yes, I do. I’ve loved you since that moment in Vegas when you met me in the lobby. I knew I started loving you that whole night.”
“Good, because I love you, too.”
Brad’s eyes lit up and his face relaxed. He stepped closer to (y/n), leaning in and kissing her. She let her purse fall to the ground as she pulled him closer. 
Thunder rolled and the sky opened up, rain rushing down. (y/n) shrieked as the cold water hit her skin. Brad laughed as he took off his suit jacket, draping it over (y/n)’s shoulders. He started guiding her to his car, but she stopped to take off her heels and get her purse.
“You are insane, you know that?”
“Better than breaking a heel!”
“Wait, let me help.”
Brad picked up (y/n) in his arms like a bride and carried her to his car. She laughed as he scooped her up and took a much needed breath when he set her down to unlock his car. 
“I think you’re the crazy one, here, babe.”
“Just crazy about you.”
(y/n) smiled and blushed before standing on her tiptoes to kiss Brad.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too, babygirl.”
Jake watched the couple until it started to rain outside. He knew there wasn’t anything he could do about it, but it still stung. He loved his sister and his teammate dearly, but right now he felt like an outsider. He thought he was the one his sister told everything to. 
A few days after the charity event, Jake knocked on (y/n)’s door. (y/n) answered it, wearing a Bruins hoodie with Brad’s number on it and a pair of pajama shorts.
“Hi Jake.”
“Hey.”
“What brings you by?”
“I wanted to apologize for how I acted the other night. I was really out of line. I just felt like I was left out. I don’t want to cause any issues between us, though.”
“Jake, talking to me about how you feel about something isn’t causing issues.”
“I’m really sorry for lashing out like that.”
“It’s okay. I forgive you. Don’t forget to talk to your captain, too.”
Jake chuckled, “You sound just like Mom.”
“Get out of here, DeBrusk.”
He laughed, “Now you sound like Dad!”
Jake turned to see Brad standing a few feet away from him.
“Oh. Hi.”
“Hey, man.”
“I, um, I came to apologize for the other night.”
“Don’t worry about it–”
“No, because clearly this is important. I was a jerk. And you were right. I shouldn’t have said anything without knowing what was going on. You guys have my blessing. I just don’t want to see it every day.”
“Thank you,” Brad replied, “That means a lot.”
Jake nodded and made his way toward the elevator. He looked down the hallway to see Brad and (y/n) kissing.
“At least wait until I leave!”
Brad and (y/n) laughed as Jake shook his head and disappeared onto the elevator.
“I’m glad we don’t have to hide anymore.”
“Did you tell him how long we’ve been together?”
“No.”
“Let’s save that for later, then.”
(y/n) laughed as Brad followed her into her apartment.
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The Curse of Oenone (Leo Valdez xFem!Oc)
A/N: Im pleased to announce I finally know wtf I'm doing -Danny Words: 2,063 Series' Masterlist Previous Chapter // Next Chapter Listen to: 'The Only Exception' -by Paramore
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XVIII: Help Boy, I'm Craving Validation
Ara takes her time to change into her PJs, brush her teeth, and brush her hair. She's had a rough week and it's only been four days, so any free time she gets, she makes the best of it.
Hedge is taking the night shift, so she calmly knocks on Leo's door without worrying about the satyr barking at her to go back to bed. 
The door's open, so she lets herself in and finds Leo on his bed: He's reading a book, though Ara can't tell what it's about because the writing is normal and she's tragically dyslexic. Leo isn't, so he reads way more than she does, usually books only a Hephaestus kid would find interesting.
Ara examines his room, it has a worktable and a board just like the one she has back in her room in the Big House, he's pinned a picture of her next to his crayon drawing of the Argo II, and next to that there is a picture of his Cabin Nine siblings.
On the bed, there are scraps of stuff he's dismantled from Hephaestus knows where, and he has different kinds of tools hanging from the walls. Ara worries he might die trampled under all this mess the next time a monster attacks them. Still, she likes it here. It has personality, looks inhabited, and belongs to Leo.
When she looks at the boy Ara notices he's already looking back, waiting for her to say something. She wonders if she should be angry, she's argued with friends before, but this isn't like those times, they didn't even fight. She just feels weird about him after choosing him over everything that used to matter most to her old self.
"You okay?" He asks.
Ara believes he's trying to assess the damage. She's a machine and he needs to know how tough the work ahead will be. It's a weird analogy, but she knows it's accurate when it comes to Leo.
"No," she admits calmly.
Leo was probably talking things out with Hazel while no one was there to interrupt them, and he was gazing into her eyes, probably close enough to tell whether they were liquid gold or not... Ara shrugs off the thought grumpily. 
"To be honest, I'm not insecure enough to believe that you would cheat on me. Also, Frank is twice your size and could break your neck. You're not stupid."
"Wow," Leo replies. "You say the sweetest things."
"Do you want me to be angry?" She inquires. "Do you have feelings for Hazel?"
She's never seen Leo's soul-light during the times he's interacted with Hazel, but still... she needs to hear it from him, otherwise it's going to bother her for the rest of their quest, and she needs to focus.
"I don't want you to be angry, and I don't have feelings for Hazel," he closes his book. "That's not the reason why I'm drawn to her."
"You're drawn to her?" Ara gives a step back.
"Not like that—hey, just sit down?" Leo points at his desk chair. "It feels weird that you're just standing there, like you're ready to bounce at any moment..." 
Ara is thinking about leaving for some reason, but when he points it out, she feels guilty. Leo deserves to be heard, so she sits on his bed (trying not to stab her legs with metal scraps). Leo sits cross-legged and puts his book away. 
"I'll explain," the boy starts to pick up the nails, screws, and pieces of bronze from around her. "Hazel was born way before us..."
"I know that."
"Turns out she used to know this guy, Sammy," Leo makes a face. "Her boyfriend, I guess? But like, the kind of boyfriend you'd have as a kid—"
"She mistook you for her boyfriend from like fifty years ago?"
"Well," Leo pushes all of the stuff he's picking into his tool belt. "That guy was my Great-grandfather."
Ara takes a moment to process this. Sure, why not, she's heard crazier things. "And was he that similar to you?"
The boy grimaces. "Man, it was weird as hell. He was, you know... he had this old-school swag that'd be popular nowadays—and in the past, everyone seemed to love him. He had the girls giggling and..."
Ara never met Leo's great-grandfather, but she's not having this. "Well, you make me laugh a lot," she offers. "That's a big deal nowadays."
Leo looks at her with a pout. "You would've liked him faster than you liked me. I don't blame Hazel for hoping I'd be him."
"Who told you I didn't like you as soon as I saw you?"
Leo ignores her. "Anyway, I'm involved in this 'cause he—uh, sort of promised me to Hazel?"
Ara raises a brow. "How, exactly?"
He blushes. "He was sure I'd meet Hazel and said I'd help her, but I don't know how, and honestly, Hazel doesn't need my help at all."
Ara tilts her head in confusion. "So this is why Frank doesn't like you? Why Hazel looks at me like I stole her favorite toy?"
"I mean, Frank doesn't love that I look like Sammy, but he's got this curse too," Ara's heart skips a beat. "His lifeline's attached to a piece of firewood, and if that thing burns, he dies. Hazel has it for safekeeping. Frank gave it to her."
"So you're like a double threat," she muses. "Well... If I met someone who looked like your middle school crush and also happened to be a hunter of children of Olympus, no doubt I'd be cranky."
"I'd feel the same way if we ran into an Apollo dressed up as a firefighter."
"For the last time, I don't have a crush on Apollo," she scowls.
Leo leans back on his hands. "So that's the story."
"Wait," Ara leans forward. "That doesn't explain why you and Hazel were holding hands."
"Ah crap, I forgot that part," he sits upright again. "That's how she showed me the regressions."
Ara feels a little dizzy. "You can do that?"
"Yeah! She was a ghost for so long, that stuff just happens to her," Leo takes off his tool belt and folds it neatly, just to have something to do with his hands. Otherwise, he'll be tempted to reach out to Ara. "I even got to see Nico Di Angelo from up close. Weird-looking guy."
"Yeah, he needs more sunlight..." she says absentmindedly.
"So... we're good?" The boy's left leg is swinging back and forth on the edge of the mattress. "I'm honestly relieved. Hazel was throwing way too many mixed signals."
Ara makes a face. "I don't like how that sounds..."
He leans forward and tentatively reaches for her hand, giving her butterflies. "Don't look at me like that, cielo. I'm all yours."
Being who she is, Ara wants to hear more of that. Her body lights up a bit. "You are?"
Leo smirks. "Of course. I'm a limited edition and you got the only available item. The other one died almost two decades ago."
Ara presses her lips together to avoid laughing. "That's not funny."
"It's a little funny," Leo's hand wraps around her wrist and pulls her towards him, smiling playfully. "Sólo poquito..."
She ponders, moving closer obediently. "So you're not leaving me anytime soon?"
"Unfortunately no, you'll have to put up with me."
She smiles, then wrinkles her nose and shakes her head with a heavy sigh. "I don't understand us."
Leo hesitates. "What do you mean?"
"When I was talking to Janus, I said I chose Annabeth's quest but in reality, I think it has to do with you more. I would die for camp, but when they forced me to choose you or go to them... I stayed. I feel guilty."
Leo feels glad at first, then remembers all Ara went through trying to protect her home, and regret settles in his heart. "I would've understood, Arae... I'm sure they do too."
There it is again, the way he says her name, so different compared to how the campers used to hear it and grimace. Ara wants to think that means something, that staying with him is the right choice, but the curse hovers above them, and she's scared. She's so unhappy all the time.
She could tell him about the curse, but it would take away the one thing that still makes him happy. So instead, Ara leans forward. Leo follows her every move, his gaze brightens as he realizes what she's about to do. Their faces are only one inch apart when Leo tilts his head, his nose brushing against hers. 
When she was younger, love sounded fun, but the more she witnessed it the more it started to become something grave. Then Leo does things, like trying to save a nymph from her fate, repairing her dragon, or even saying he would've understood if she'd abandoned him, and she's addicted to what she feels no matter how much it scares her.
Ara knows Leo thinks he isn't attractive, but she admitted just now that she's chosen him over her old life, which makes her feel too vulnerable. It's a different weakness than the one she's used to feeling, it turns her bones into sand. Leo could touch her with one finger and she'd cave in an instant.
Her anxiety gets the best of her and she ends up kissing his cheek. Their bodies glow golden, and Ara wonders if the tug she feels at the base of her stomach will ever go away. "I gotta go."
The boy pulls her back with surprising confidence. Ara falls right on his lap. "Stay."
All of a sudden, she can't speak. "Why would... what?"
Leo cups her face, his gaze is soft and adoring. "Sleep here."
Ara has half a mind to make sure they're on the same page. "Just sleep."
"Just sleep," he pushes a strand of hair behind her ear. "I cuddle you, and you can warm your feet and won't hear a complain about it."
"Wake up early?"
"At the crack of dawn," he smiles, knowing what she's asking. "Still have repairs to do."
"Okay," she whispers, melting into his hand. "I'll stay."
Leo kisses her. Ara wonders why she doesn't kiss him more often, it would make her days much easier to handle. Her eyes are growing heavy even though her heart is thumping against her chest, and maybe Leo is tired too because all he does is get her under the covers before collapsing beside her. She can hear the tool belt falling off the bed as they lie down but none of them care much about it.
He nuzzles his face on her neck, takes a deep breath, and mumbles. "You washed your hair?"
"It smelled like fish," she replies half-asleep.
Leo kisses her shoulder and then presses his cheek against it. "I like how you smell. I love you."
The words slip out of him so easily but Ara goes crazy over it. "I love you" falls short, she needs a new way to say how she feels about her boyfriend.
"Leo?" Her hand runs through his curls.
"Hm?"
"Goodnight."
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They arrive at the pillars of Hercules the next morning, where Hercules is actually waiting for them.
"I'll go," Jason offers. "He's a son of Zeus. I'm the son of Jupiter. Maybe he'll be friendly to me."
"Or maybe he'll hate you," Percy replies. "Half brothers don't always get along."
"Thank you, Mr. Optimism."
"It's worth a shot," Annabeth intervenes. "At least Jason and Hercules have something in common," she looks at Ara. "You too, maybe he'll understand the urgency of the situation if he sees the child of Olympus is with us."
"Or at the very least he'll take pity on me."
"And we need our best diplomat," Annabeth continues. "Somebody who's good with words."
Everyone looks at Piper. Ara's a charmspeaker, but she tends to blurt out exactly what she's thinking at the worst times.
"Fine. Just let me change my clothes," Piper's wearing her pajamas because most of them were violently woken up by a cruise ship.
"You'll be okay?" Leo nudges Ara's side.
"Yeah," the girl tucks in her shirt, she doesn't like how it looks over her shorts. "Should I be nice or should I be like, 'Sup, dude, I'm your replacement!'"
"Just don't let him bully you, whoever he is, you're ten times cooler." Leo tries to help by pushing her hair back and removing a speck of dust from her shirt. "There. You look, er... Olympian?"
"Thanks."
"Take your cloak with you," he adds. "Maybe he'll be impressed if he sees all the blessings you've got."
"Great idea, handsome," she pecks his lips before leaving.
Leo turns to Jason with a huge smile. "Heard that? I'm handsome!"
Jason squints. "Did she sleep in your room last night?"
"Don't tell Percy."
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filmbyjy · 1 year
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Currently procrastinating doing my homework cuz I’m stupid and it’s so overwhelming it’s actually ridiculous and it got me thinking… What enhypen members do you think would help distract you vs which ones would force you to do your work lol (I have some ideas but I wanna hear your opinion) and how would they distract/motivate you? Not me thinking about neck kisses with Jay
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aww :(( you aren’t dumb. its understandable that you get overwhelmed with homework sometimes (I get overwhelmed too considering my homework consists of drawing and making 3D models)
but anyways, if I were to put them in categories…
distracts you (sfw): sunoo & ni-ki + sunghoon & maybe jay if he needs your attention
sunoo and ni-ki would definitely force you away from your work. like they are more important than homework☝️ screw homework🗣️ you can forget about completing it. if you get detention because of them then they will apologise and give you hugs. still dont expect them to help you. they will also do it constantly. you’re going to have to resist them unfortunately😔
simple, sunghoon hates homework. as for jay, if baby is feeling needy for your attention then he will hug you and pull you away from it – soft jay :((
how they distract you: by literally jumping on you and whining for your attention like a cat or dog / pokes your cheeks constantly until you give into them (which happens often) / hugs you tight
makes you do it (sfw): jungwon + jake, heeseung & most of the times jay
come on now. do you really think leader nim or jay will let you neglect your homework🤨 he will literally sit you down and force you to finish it☝️ but of course, he will give you a treat after completing it. CUDDLES☺️
jake and heeseung dont really force upon you to do your homework. rather they encourage you and maybe help you with it a little if you dont understand it
how they motivate you: by making a deal “if you do this/finish this, we can cuddle or do something together.” / they will give treats in the middle like snacks / making promises / kisses to motivate (yes I imagined jay doing this)
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nsfw – hyung line only⬇️ MDNI‼️
distracts you (nsfw): heeseung & sunghoon (actually on occasions jay and jake if they cant keep it their pants + i’m also a whore for them💗)
LORD THESE TWO HAVE NO PATIENCE I TELL YOU. especially sunghoon☝️ that man hates homework and school with a passion. like imagine doing homework and sunghoon peeps over your shoulder. literally scoffs and pushes you down on the bed whilst shoving his tongue down your throat. ah yes, what an amazing boyfriend😍
heeseung has slightly more patience than hoon but like he still doesn’t care and will just pull you away from the homework. probably doesn’t literally shove his tongue but he will tilt your face so you will face him and he kisses you passionately😀
for jay and jake, they usually do not distract you from doing your homework but like if they do, it’s usually them being horn dogs and need help. I know everyone says jake cant keep it in his pants but like when it comes to homework, he prioritises it more before giving himself an reward. unless of course, he can’t wait. much like jay
how they distract you in nasty way😀: by grinding up against you / I’d like to say sunghoon will literally grab your hand and place it on his dick before saying along the lines of “im hard. I need you.” / for jay’s case, i’d say pressing kisses from your ear to your jaw, neck and shoulders. gives you goosebumps. so good luck not getting distracted.
makes you do it (nsfw): jay & jake
okay jay, like I said before in the sfw version. jay prioritises homework > anything else. he thinks you should complete it and be done with it so you don’t have to anything to worry about later on. however, you would be the one distracted since HE IS LOOKING SO DAMN FINE SITTING DOWN ON THE COUCH WHILE MANSPREADING😩
also mentioned before I said jake would prioritise homework. its like jay. he knows its important so its great to do the important task first before worrying about the high sex drive he has. he doesn’t distract you and encourages you to do it despite his dick twitching everytime his eyes travel down your body (mf is a horny teen I swear)
how they reward you: after doing your homework, they give you what you deserve with tons of praises. “good girl/you did so well.” lord🫠 / makes love to you to show you, you are amazing and they love you🥺
so yeah, that’s my take on this :D
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literal-insanity · 5 months
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I made and Au for the Amazing digital circus.
Au inspired by a video made by Akuma Demon
Here is the link to the video: https://youtu.be/XPiOlM9tHEE?si=6SnpMFGhDkyaJgds
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This Au is called one’s a crowd.
Basicly here is how it started, jax was being himself like usual, he was a jackass, espeshily to gangle, and zooble had had enough, they hold jax by the neck and shoved him through a exit door near by, keep in mind, so far only pomni went inside the exit door, and the others know nothing about it, including jax. So when pomni saw this happing she tried to stop zooble, because she knew that jax could get lost in there. But pomni failed. Once jax was inside, zooble closed the door, that was when pomni explain how it’s like in the exit door, and how it just leads to the void.
As jax got up, he laughed, “heh, vary funny guys, don’t have to be so emotional!” Jax open the door he was thrown into, but it just led to a hallway with another exit door, just like what happen to pomni. I also headcannon that the exit door, is it’s own digital world, and time works differently there, it could be an hour in the exit door world, but In the circus it was only a few minutes. Time gose faster in the exit door world, and you can physically feel time change without having to look at the clock on the wall.
So jax spent 3 hours running in circles, getting more scared the more he got lost, the more alone he felt. Then he found a door with a white light showing under the door, it was something knew so it should be safe right? No. It led to the void, max floated a few steps forward. “T-this isn’t the circus…” he sighed, he looked back, the door started to phase away, jax stares in horror. Soon he starts going crazy as the stress was too much, laughing at himself, at how unlucky he is, how he is so screwed, he messed up to much.
“Heh isn’t this just amazing!? I MEAN IM PROBABLY MISSING IN THE REAL WORLD AND NOW MISSING HERE! AINT THAT ŠÔMËTHÏÑG!?” Jax gitched out as he fell to his knees, still laughing like a maniac, he starts to abstract, as the black glitchy ink starts to come from his back, once he notice the black ink and colorful eyes on his arm he started to laugh harder, “AHAHAHAAA! THIS IS JUST GREAT AIN’T IT? GOD THIS HURTS SO MUCH AHAHHAAA!” He laughs as he gets engolfs, and puffs up, fully turned into an abstract, never will be able to return…right?
Caine gets an notification on his watch, about someone in the void, he heads over quickly, seeing the abstracted Jax. He heads back to the circus to ask about it, it seems as the others sort of forgot about him, they seemed to be having more fun then Usual, once Caine heard what happen he teleported the abstracted jax into the bunker. Of course like always the abstracted knocked on the trap door, before giving up. Pomni felt so bad, but raga tha made sure pomni knew it was really zoobles fault, who dosen’t even feel that bad. We go back to the abstracted jax, the monster seems to look around, it’s breathing became steady. Caine explain, that the void dosen’t like traces of people stuck in it, and most of the abstracted was stuck to the cubes, so he had to restart the world, like he did when pomni and ragatha glitched out thanks to the abstracted in the pilot.
Once he did the abstracted jax shrunk. And all of a sudden less aggressive knocks where at the bunkers door. The others think it’s just the abstracteds trying to escape, but Caine knew that the abstracteds never knock again once they fist got stuck in the bunker, and the knocks were less aggressive and big, as if something not as strong was doing the knocking. Can unlocked the bunker and open it slightly. A yellow handed glove came out, “j-jax?” Pomni ask, as she recognizes the glove. What was heard next was jax voice. “Ugh, my head..” as he climbed out, Caine made sure to quickly lock and close the bunker door. Jax forgot everything that happen, or atleast forgot about finding the void and abstracting. All he knew was that he was trapped in the exit door world. But something was different, his appearance changed. (The photo above)
Basically jax has to deal with knew things not even Caine has seen before. Jax black spot will frizz up when he was made, and when he is scared or nervous, the black spot spreads and he turns into an abstract, only able to turn back to normal, or his new form when he calms down. And he hears theses voices, which is the mind of the abstract speaking, telling him to do what abstracts normally do, destroy others destroy the circus and such, this could cause jax to black out, and end up realizing he hurted others and practically almost destroy the circus, his mind doing what the voices Ask, just so they could shut up. It’s not like he necessarily feels bad, about hurting others, but it’s annoying how others have to lock him away or tie him up, and he just wake up tied up, or locked in his room.
I’m running out of battery so I will try to explain more later, let me know if you want more post about this Au
And I hope you like it!
Have a nice day
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whumpflash · 1 year
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(continuation of this. this part will hopefully not be too confusing devoid of context but I'm sorry if it is 😶)
cw: pet whump, slavery, mentioned violence
Afternoon tea with a fairy queen sounds like something I would've daydreamt up as a kid. A really young kid. It sounds whimsical. Fanciful. Definitely not stressful. Because when you play pretend as a kid, you're probably not thinking about the political aspects, and you're probably not worried about accidentally screwing the whole thing up and getting yourself and your partner killed.
Funny how the real world works like that.
It was easy enough to get an invitation. Humans are apparently all the rage these days in the mirrored lands, and a human who's promising dirt on an old rival is even better. 
The spread set out for the guests is immaculate. China so fine you can practically see through it, and glassware as delicate and intricate as a butterfly's wing. Not to mention the meticulously arranged trays of food. Tiny fruits that look too bright to be real, pastries baked in the shape of flowers with honey dripping from their crusts, little sandwiches and tartlets with fillings that look delicious, though I can't identify them. Even if it weren't for Rhodes and his secret quest for vengeance, I'd probably try and crash one of these parties anyway, if only for the meal.
"All rise for the Queen of the Garden Court!" 
The voice booms across the marble hall from somewhere unseen, and those around me—lords and envoys, dukes and wannabes, all here to kiss up to the Queen—hurry to their feet.
Everyone here is after something; power, favor, a chance to climb the social ladder. I'm no exception, but my goals are a little less direct.
Hey, I call mentally to Rhodes. She's here. You should be in the clear for now.
Atta girl, just keep her busy while I figure out where she put the list, he replies.
I have to physically stop myself from nodding, putting on a smile as a woman enters the hall. Contrary to her title, the Garden Queen isn't clad in anything resembling flowers, wearing instead a simple but elegant dress that looks like it's made of melted chocolate. She's smaller than I expected, with tanned skin and a serious expression. In one hand she holds a silver chain, which trails upwards and attaches to a collar around the neck of…
Aaron.
I feel my breath catch in my throat as he moves closer, head bowed, led along by the Queen. He's thinner. Disheveled, even in the fine attire he's been dressed in, but it's unmistakably him.
I remember Armitage's words with a start. The mention of a deal to placate a flower queen. Was this it? Give her a human servant?
"Please be seated," the Garden Queen says, and I sit along with the rest of the court. She takes her place at the head of the table, Aaron kneeling on the floor beside her.
Is this a trick? Is he trying to con her? There's no way the Aaron I know would act so subservient. It almost makes me want to laugh, picturing it as an act. Prideful asshole like him ordered to pretend he's a fae queen's plaything. I wonder how hard it was to convince him?
Servants cart out a sizable teapot, and with a snap of the Queen's fingers, Aaron is standing to pour it. He's got four other guests before he reaches me, and I'm spending that time trying to come up with the best biting remark I can.
But as he gets closer, as tends to happen, I get a closer look. His expression is dull, like he's numb to the world around him, and there are dark circles under his eyes that weren't there last time we were face to face. His hands shake, almost imperceptibly, as he pours the tea. 
Time passes differently in the mirrored lands. It's only been a few weeks since his fight with Nick, but how long has it been for him?
I'm still staring when he reaches me. We meet eyes for all of a second before he looks away, but I see the flash of recognition. He nearly spills my tea as he pours it, then makes his way around the table, returning to kneel by the Queen once his task is complete.
It takes a minute for me to realize that everyone else has started to eat, selecting treats from the tiered trays before them. I take a pastry and some fruit, if only to avoid drawing attention to myself.
I've lost my appetite.
How's it going? comes Rhodes' voice.
Looks like she'll be busy for a while, I reply. But…
But?
I grab one of the little fruits—one that looks like a tiny cluster of bright orange grapes—and chew it robotically. It tastes weirdly like bananas.
But there's been a small hiccup, I continue. Someone here knows me.
Dammit. Is this gonna blow everything?
I sip at the tea. No, I… I don't think so. He's not a guest. He's… I don't know, he's some kind of servant to the Queen. Some kind of pet.
He's human then, Rhodes says. It's been known to happen. A human gets in too deep with fae business and funds there's no coming back.
I glance over at Aaron. Very still, eyes glued to the floor. Like a stranger is wearing his skin.
Is there no coming back? I ask.
We can't help him, comes the reply. Not now. Not without getting caught.
I don't know why his words make my stomach twist. No matter how pitiful he looks now, it's still Aaron, and he's still a violent asshole. The world is no doubt a safer place with him bound to the Queen's will.
The afternoon rolls on, and I do my best to enjoy it despite the presence of my enthralled ex-coworker. I try to listen to the babble of the lord's around me to take my mind off it, but even in fantasyland, politics are super boring.
"Louisa?"
It takes me a second to remember the false name I gave to the court, and I look up to find the Queen staring pointedly at me.
"My Queen?" I manage to say.
"I've heard rumors that you have a story or two about an old schoolmate of mine," she says. "A man going by the name of Armitage?"
Ah yes. Gossip time. I straighten my shoulders and pretend I don't notice the slight shift on Aaron's face.
"I do indeed, your majesty," I say. "I have stories to entertain the whole of your court, and—" I lean in with a cartoonishly mischievous look. "---a few stories that may be too saucy for any ears but the Queen's," I say in a theatrical whisper. Rhodes would be proud.
The Queen herself looks sufficiently intrigued, and I think I can say with confidence that I've bought plenty of time. I stand up, aware of dozens of pairs of eyes on me.
Right. The fun part. The part where everyone stares at me and I have to hold their attention without messing up. No pressure.
I clear my throat, gearing up for one of the stories Rhodes told me.
"Well," I start. "It began on a windy day."
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My nerves are straight shot by the time I've finished the first tale, and thankfully it seems everyone's attention has wavered enough that they aren't wanting another. The Queen is a different story. Once the tea service is cleared away, she motions for me to come closer.
"That was quite an entertaining story," she says, giving me such a look that it feels like she's trying to read my mind. "But I'm more interested in the… what did you call them? Saucy tales. Do you have the information I think you have?"
Shoot. Do I?
"It may be so, my Queen," I say quickly. "However, if I am to divulge such things, it should be somewhere more…" I make a point to glance around. "Secluded."
Maybe that will at least buy me some time.
Are you done yet? I call out to Rhodes. We have a situation.
I swear I'm close.
You said that an hour ago, I complain.
For real this time. What's the situation?
It's probably fine.
What's the worst that could happen? All I have to do is lie well enough to get her off my back, then me and Rhodes can book it.
"You are correct," the Queen says after a moment. "I will receive you in my chambers shortly. Please wait here, and I'll send someone to fetch you."
With that, she rises, giving a snap of her fingers. Aaron, who'd been stacking the remaining plates, flinches at the sharp little sound. As he turns toward us, his arm catches the edge of the stack, sending it to the ground with a loud crash as the plates explode into a million tiny shards.
I jump at the sound, looking at him like he's gone crazy. Behind me, the Queen scoffs.
"Clean it up," she says flatly, a disgusted look on her face. And then she's gone, footsteps echoing on the marble.
I fall into a chair with a sigh, watching Aaron fall to his knees and get to work.
"You did that on purpose," I say in a low voice.
"I-I wanted to talk to you," he says, not looking up. His voice is hoarse, like someone with a sore throat.
"Well here I am," I say, shifting to face away. I can't get distracted with this right now. 
Either hurry up or give me some actual dirt on Armitage, I tell Rhodes. The Queen is after some kind of secret.
"Please," Aaron calls in a soft voice. "Armitage… Armitage betrayed me. I'm her… her pet now. I haven't taken any oaths, but they're trying to make me, and if they do, I'll never leave." His voice breaks, and it takes all my willpower to not turn around. It's Aaron. Not some helpless innocent. It's Aaron.
"They're hurting me, Clara. Help me, please—"
"You want me to risk my own freedom— maybe my life— for you?" I cut him off. "You tried to kill Nick. You put me in the hospital."
"I'm sorry."
"Only because you're trying to save your own neck," I spit out. And it's the truth, isn't it? If it was Nick in his position, or even me, I know he'd leave us behind without a second thought.
"So y-you think I deserve this then?" Aaron says, and his voice comes out small. Broken.
"I think–" I shake my head, then at last turn back around. See him kneeling, hands on his knees, looking defeated. 
"No. Yes. No. You deserve some kind of comeuppance but… not this."
His eyes brighten, just the tiniest bit. "Will you help me then? Please, I j-just want to go home–"
"Sh." I can hear footfall on marble, somewhere down the hall. Probably the Queen's messenger coming for me. I could really use those secrets, Rhodes.
 "I'll do what I can," I say quietly. "But I'm not making any promises."
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More Than Words On A Page. Short Story.
She tucked some of her loose dark honey blond hair strands behind her ears as she walked hurriedly towards an old gymnasium on the outskirts of Olympus. A place that Iris told her he'd be at. It had taken weeks to track him down and she was going to talk to him.
Of course, she made sure to magically change from her teal and exquisitely lace adorned muses' gown complete with a sun bracelet to acknowledge her director into a simple dark jean jacket, dark jeans, and a peter pan collared forest green sweater first. As much as she liked her newly designed uniform; she didn't really want to rub her relationship with Apollo in the other god's face.
She was so nervous about entering the gymnasium. Feeling her fingers tingle as she tied up the rest of her flowing locks into a low braided bun. She wasn't the greatest at small talk being the muse of history. She was so much more adept at long philosophical chats and speeches than idle chatter. Iris did reassure her and told her that he was nice and wasn't prone to anger so she shouldn't worry. He wouldn't threaten or harm her if she offended him.
After taking a deep breath, she gently and cautiously opened the gymnasium's doors. They were surprisingly unlocked. Looks like it's abandoned she thought. She would've sworn no one was there if she hadn't heard subdued music from one of the far rooms.
Unable to quelch her curiosity, she scurried over as quietly as a church mouse. Sneaking into the lit room in hopes of meeting him. She wasn't disappointed.
A boombox was playing "I Lost A Friend" by Finneas as a black singlet clad Hermes was working on practicing a very complicated gymnastics move called The Busnari on the pommel horse.
She quickly sat in the bleachers and watched with rapt attention as he did floor exercises and balance beam practices. Sweat dripping off his face as he threw himself into the moves with more and more technique. He was agile, elegant, and strong. Much stronger than she realized from how intense some of the strength based routines were.
She found herself clapping at the end of the song. His performance was beautiful much like one of her sister Terpsichore's dances. Her applause startled him as he jumped off the beam in surprise at the noise. Seeing her in the stands, he stopped and bowed.
"My lady, it's a pleasure to see you. Had I known I'd have an audience; I would've had a better routine and song selection. I hope my simple display was at least a little bit to your liking."
As Hermes scratched the back of his neck in a bit of embarrassment at being caught, Clio noticed a couple of things. Intermingling with all of the god's body sweat there were tear tracks on his face. He looked much more exhausted up close but maybe that was from the routine? It looked like he'd been practicing for awhile before she came. Then there was his short brown hair streaked with so much gray and white streaks that he looked like he was nearing his sixties. Come to think of it, it was getting late. Shouldn't he be trying to get some rest before he needed to resume his duties?
"Lord Hermes, your routine was amazing. I enjoyed it immensely, really. I just wanted to talk to you about something."
"Thank you, madam. Is this a business matter? I can teleport us to my office quickly. Of course, I should probably change clothes in the restroom. I'm not exactly professional looking."
"No, it's nothing like that. I just wanted to ask if we could um be friends?"
"That's a great honor. I'd love to. As long as your director is okay with us talking. I mean I've already ruined my relationship with him by being a dumbass and a coward so I don't think he'll want me near you."
"He can't dictate my friendships just my work. Besides, while I think you screwed up; I don't hate you like others do. You can't help being mischievous and a trickster like I can't help being a boring librarian."
"Who said you were boring? You're an amazing lyre player and historian Lady Clio. You keep Olympus' records and memories alive in everyone's consciousnesses. That's very important."
"I just don't feel like others see me as interesting and exciting to talk to as compared to my sisters and other goddesses. I mean I don't love the spotlight all the time, but I wish others wouldn't ignore me and my private library completely. I have so much to share and I'd like a chance to speak a bit more. I love my sisters. I'm not ungrateful. It's hard to explain."
"No, I get it. I sometimes feel lost in the shuffle with how many children my fath--no king has. Sometimes I feel like I'm better seen and not heard. I mean this is my job and I owe my king. Otherwise, I'd have been thrown into the pit by your director. Maybe be a cattle raider only if I survived. I certainly wouldn't be here on Olympus for sure. Maybe you should talk to your sisters and the music god? They could help change things a bit so you feel more valued."
"Okay, I'll talk to them tomorrow. Are you going to sleep soon? You look tired, sir."
"There's no need to be formal. Hermes will be fine. Nah, I have some things to do first. Plus, there really is no rest for the wicked after all. I'll be alright."
"Um, Hermes. At least have this protein shake Apollo and Asclepius gives us. It makes us feel better when we're needing a pick me up after feeling exhausted. It's also laced with ambrosia and nectar that's easier on the stomach if you're sick."
"Thanks, Lady Clio. I will make sure I hold on to it. Allow me to walk you home. That way you'll get back safely."
Clio agreed and they walked home. Clio had this weird feeling that the other god was purposefully avoiding bedtime. That there was a story there. Maybe he'd tell her sometime. They agreed to being friends. Departing shortly after dropping her off.
He had genuinely joked and talked with her on the ride home. Never once complaining about her stuttering and being nervous. Kindly complimenting her and her work. The whole rest of the evening; he worked on making her comfy. Never demanding she put on a show. She appreciated that since it was rare to meet others who were caring like that. She was planning on calling him in a few weeks' time. They could hang out and talk history and philosophy. Music and literature too.
It would be cool to be friends.
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Mining Together
This was from an ask about Megatron finding out his human s/o being a miner, but I screwed up the formatting somehow??? So I fix and put it here.
Sooo they're on Earth for this one, idk why, Rodimus wanted to take a pitstop I guess and lets say something happened so they’ve been there awhile.
When Megatron realized how he felt about you, he worried he was crossing a line. For a human and a Cybertronian to be. . . romantically involved seemed dangerous to him, yet he was drawn to the companionship you weren’t shy to offer. Maybe your openness towards him made you less organic and more his close equal. It was strange, when you showed up to the ship coated in filth, he was too busy checking you for injuries to be disgusted.
“Sorry for the mess,” you said. “I didn’t get a chance to shower after work. We were blowing fuses and one of the tunnels collapsed so—”
Megatron’s optics snapped up to your face, so intense you stopped in the middle of your sentence. He stared at you, or right through you; It was hard to tell.
“What’s wrong?” you asked, voice nothing but a hush.
He backed off, where he was knelt to your level he now stood, towering over, looking down at the speck of you. “Are you forced to mine?” he asked, rage lowering his tone.
“What? No, not at all.” You tried to crane your neck to see his face, but he wasn’t looking at you anymore. “I mean, my gramps and my father were both miners so I guess it’s sort of in the family. But I’m not forced. I could do anything else if I wanted, you know.”
Megatron hunched a bit to see your face. “Are the conditions not horrific?”
You frowned. “They used to be, way back when, before all the tech. Before, yeah it was bad, still is in some regions, but here I get paid triple the minimum wage, health care, all that. If anyone’s hurt, they get airlifted out to the closest hospital. Last time someone was seriously injured like that was when I first started: A big rig fell and crushed a guy.”
His expression was finally starting to loosen up as he understood. You were no slave, and you probably never would be. Strange, how such a young race could have gone through all the stages of social and economic evolution that took Cybertron centuries. Why?
“Hey.” You awkwardly patted his leg, trying to be comforting but still uncertain. “Did something happen?”
Megatron tried to smile but it was more a distracted grimace. He waited so long to answer that you weren’t sure he would. “Before the war, I was nothing but hardware in a mine. The horrors that I witnessed. . .” He cleared his throat and carefully picked you up. “It was what spurred me to revolt.”
You saw the pain in his optics, a shadow of the memories that still haunted him, and reached out to caress the side of his face. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Why should I have? These things are of the past and I do not wish to relive them. Although. . .” He closed his optics and held you close to his face. “I would much rather spend my time in the moment, with you. After you’ve bathed.”
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