#so if i'm not very active here don't worry i'm just exhausted
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i have seven days of training for my new job at the main branch out-of-town starting monday and i'm very excited to get to ride the train so much and dreading the actual logistics
#personal#apologies to everyone who has already heard me talk about this#but i am NOT a morning person and i feel bad for making my wife drop me off at the station at like six am#reid works#i'm just very anxious about missing my train or getting stranded or having to make small talk in a rideshare#also my phone will not connect to my home wifi for some reason :)#so if i'm not very active here don't worry i'm just exhausted#luckily after this my job is just a walk and a bus ride away
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hotline | LN4
Characters - reader x Lando Norris
Location - I know Miami doesn't have any mountains but here I just felt like it so just go with it lol
summary - after being up and celebrating the whole night, you and Lando see the sunrise together.
A/N - It would be so nice if I had uploaded it before three days but I was very sleep deprived and the fact that I was in the middle of a forest for 4 days. anyways happy reading ✨
[y/n - your name]
Third Person's POV -
"I was meant to fly but Zak just told me we fly tomorrow so I'm not going to sleep. I'm going all the way. I might have more than just a scratch on my nose tomorrow, so I don't care, but I'll enjoy my time. This only happens once when you're taking your first win. It's nice to do it here in Miami,"
This was enough for you to know that the night is going to be absolutely crazy and wild. And you were very sure that none of you were gonna board the flight in one piece.
You were beyond the clouds. This was a feeling that no one could describe in mere words. The absolute bliss on Lando's face was ethereal. You could watch just him for eternity as he soaked up the sun on the podium. You were smiling so hard for so long seeing him this happy and you didn't realised that until your cheeks started hurting.
'I DID IT!' he had said holding the trophy towards you when he got back to the driver's room.
'YES!!YES YOU FUCKING DID!!' you said as you hugged him over the shoulders.
After 6 hours of clubbing and celebrating this sweet win with your boyfriend you had decided to go to a mountain top, alone. Maybe it was the alcohol which made the decision. You were more sober than him though. It was stupid. But nevertheless here you were now, sitting in the peaceful silence of the forest.
His head was in your lap and he could barely open his eyes. The alcohol was very heavy on his eyes. You both were freezing. Maybe not him since he had a jacket on but you definitely were cold.
You let your hand run through his soft curly hairs. A little chirp above in the tree got your attention. The stars in the sky above you had been staring had started disappearing. The dreamy dark night was filling with beautiful hopeful sunlight. That's when you realised it was morning. So it did happen. You were very happy for Lando. There are many more to come but wining this first one was a different feeling.
Lando was kind off in a passed out state but he was still very active and he quickly jolts his head when he hears little sniffs. Your tears fell onto his forehead as looks up to you.
'y/n?' he asked worriedly.
and when you sobbed a little louder he quickly sits back up to face you.
'Baby?' he frowns. He got worried and all the exhaustion & sleep deprivation wasn't helping him much.
'What why are you crying?' he managed to frame a question,
'I don't know!' you sobbed.
'hey?' he said, his large hands cupping your face.
'I'm proud of you Lan. I'm so proud of you!' you smiled as tears rolled down your cheeks.
'Come here.' he said pulling you in his arms.
'Stop crying.' he soothed you.
'Please stop crying! haven't you already cried enough?' he said, now his own voice had started to break.
'Y/n?' he chuckled.
You look up to him to see his face and you see tears threatening to leave his eyes.
'I'm sorry! we're in the middle of nowhere, you're hungover, our phones are dead and i'm crying!' you shivered a little as cool breeze passes through.
'I love you y/n' he says.
'You deserve this Lando, You deserve the world..' you smile at him teary eyed.
'Thank you love!' he says softly resting his forehead against yours.
He wiped off your tears and kisses you on the forehead. You snuggled into him once again and watched the sun as it rises from the horizon.
There were countless times when you were up all night partying and eventually pass out in the morning. But this. This morning had something different in it. It had the feeling of glory, the joy and celebrations. You wanted to stay like that forever, in his arms. It was perfect and it wasn't a dream.
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#lando norris#f1#ln4#ln4 x reader#mclaren#formula 1#formula one#miami gp 2024#lando norris x reader#lando norris imagine#lando#papaya#f1 2024#mclaren f1#f1 imagine
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Summary: A short story in which you do trust falls with Floyd at Camp Vargas. It's goes better than you expected.
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Trust Falls
Trust falls. Such a simple little game. A game that, no doubt, one has played with their friends before, even though it's rare anyone actually let themselves fall.
To do trustfalls with friends is a fun, silly experience. To do trustfalls with Night Raven College students is sheer madness.
You felt your soul leave your body when Vargas announced this particular camp activity would be trust falls.
You were meant to be the photographer. No worries about participating in the often grueling and exhausting activities that sports clubs were doing. However Grim, the fuzzy little bastsrd, wouldn't behave himself and as punishment for nearly burning the cottage down you were to participate in one of the activities.
One the one hand, at least trust falls were relatively easy and not too strenuous. On the other hand, you had to place your trust in one of the NRC students here. Trust. What a laugh.
You looked desperately from student to student, hurrying to find someone thst wouldn't let you drop and laugh at you when you felt a pair of hands on your shoulders.
"Heeey Shrimpy!" Came that excited, high pitched drawl you knew all too well, and you tried your hardest to fight a sigh at your bad luck.
"Hey, Floyd."
Floyd twisted you around and leaned down so that the two of you were eye level. His grin was wide and full of mischief.
"How about I be your partner, eh?" He asked, teeth glinting in the sunlight that streamed through the trees. "I won't let you fall. I promise~"
You glared at him, huffing. "Nice try." You said and tried not to blush at your closeness. "But even if by some miracle you do catch me, I'll probably be flattened like a pancake trying to catch you."
Floyd laughed at that. It was a delightful sound, not that you'd ever admit it.
"You won't!" He said, the corners of his eyes crinkling. "At least I don't think so. I can do all the catching if you want~"
You sighed. "Okay. I'll be your partner. But only if you do all the catching. Deal?"
Another laugh from him. "It's a deal~"
When the activity began, you had a sinking feeling about trusting Floyd, fully regretting the deal already. You kept stopping yourself when you leaned back, snapping forward with a sudden jerk.
Floyd, for some odd reason, didn't seem bothered by your reluctance. He just stood there, not saying a word, and watched in silent amusement in an incredibly Jade-like fashion.
A shout from Vargas diverted your attention.
"Oi! There's no doubt in trustfalls, Prefect!"
And before you could react he sent a gust of wind magic your way that knocked you backwards.
You shrieked in surprise and scrambled to wildly to stay upright to, but to no avail. Alas, the ground was your destiny.
...Until you realised you were very much not lying in the dirt. Strong hands gripped you tightly, holding you in place. Floyd pressed the back of your head against his chest and laughed.
"Told ya I'd catch you, Shrimpy."
You couldn't help but be utterly convinced that if it weren't for the Great Seven's mercy you would've exploded on the spot.
"F-Floyd..."
Floyd pulled you up and wrapped his arms around you, trapping you in a tight hug. Smiling, he leaned down and and gently kissed your cheek.
"Heh, you're so cute. More a cute lil Sea Squirt than a Shrimp~"
You flushed and heartedly pushed at him. "Floyd there are other people here-!"
"Don't care." Floyd smiled at you. A softer, more genuine smile. "I could spend forever saving you when you fall~"
-End
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A/N: Shockingly, I managed to produce smt lol. Life keeps finding new ways to beat me with a hammer and I'm never on here. Take this Floyd fic as an apology, I'm so sorry. I'm also sorry if it's not very good kfkfkffk
#floyd leech#floyd leech x reader#octavinelle#octavinelle x reader#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland x reader#twst#fluff#one shot#twst fic#twst fluff#writing
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tips on how to write cane user Neuvillette from a crutch user
Neuvillette uses a cane - and that's amazing! but increasingly I got worried that the portrayal of him being a cane user could be based on harmful stereotypes. hence I wanted to make a list on tips I can give as an irl crutch user
DISCLAIMER - this is in no way exhaustive list and I am no end all be all authority on this. I'm just a disabled person in fandom who is tired of ableism. of course this list can be used for other disabled characters but I esp wanna focus on Neuvillette (cause I love him)
Neuvillette is an occasional cane user (just like me) and that's totally fine. he doesn't have to use it all the time to be "disabled enough". he probably uses it during the days he feels worse
he holds cane in his right hand - that means it's his left leg which needs support (again, just like mine!)
a lot of disabled ppl are prone to the changes in the weather. I think it'd be interesting to keep in mind esp in Neuvillette's case
as long as we don't have the canon confirmation on what is Neuvillette's disability, all hcs are fair game. personally bc I relate to him I hc him with my own disability - arthritis
don't be afraid to portray him using his cane in combat. mobility aids are often used by disabled ppl not only as a support in walking but also in every day things. for example, he could be pushing buttons with it or helping himself while walking the stairs
bend the ableist stereotypes - make him use his cane and be badass with it. esp since he proudly uses it during his burst
canes make ppl more visible. don't fall into ableism and make characters only care abt Neuvillette when they notice him using the cane. if u choose to do so, make Neuvillette remark back, noticing how ppl treat him differently and unfairly
do not make jokes abt his cane. I have already seen ppl make jokes that he's an old man who needs to use the cane. it's disrespectful and unnecessary. don't bring up him being a cane user only when u talk how he's old
canes are very personal. even if others offer help or to hold it, Neuvillette would be against it
on that note DO NOT MAKE OTHERS CHARACTERS TAKE HIS CANE esp if u want to treat this as silly fun or even worse, romantic. Neuvillette's cane is his business and any character taking his cane from him would be extremally disrespectful
Neuvillette might have to take breaks between longer strolls to sit down and regenerate. again, sth that happens to me a lot
tho every character in Genshin has to be quite active, remember to portray Neuvillette to be relaxing too! he can be badass, active and strong and that won't make him any less when he's relaxing. I absolutely suggest u portray how he relaxes after the day and how he takes care of himself. maybe a calming tea or some ice packs - those are definitely great options for chief justice to relax and ease his aches after an eventful day
HERE is another post that focuses on more on experiences of mobility aid users. I find it very relatable and useful, it's a fantastic further read
hope these will be helpful for u! ablebodies please don't derail. other mobility aid users, feel free to add more things to the list <3
#genshin impact#neuvillette#disability stuff#mobility aid#cane user#crutch user#writing tips#disability tips#disability#ed.txt
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Hello! I really like your works and i want to make a request,basically headcanons of genya,kaigaku and obanai with a s/o that has anemia(feels weak/tires very often,has headaches,loss of appetite,Shortness of breath with mild activity or even at rest,Numbness and tingling of hands and feet) but still being a sweet and shy person even when its feeling weak, maybe they would met reader in the butterfly state(obanai) or even they are childhood friends to lovers(genya and kaigaku).
If youre not comfortable with this youre free to decline! Have a nice day/afternoon/night
Thank you for the request @ultravioletqueen~
No worries! I would love to write about this! 💓
𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽
𝑨 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝑶𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑯𝒊𝒎
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐎𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢 𝐈𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨, 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 & 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐤𝐮
Content Warnings: None ^^
The headcanons would be SFW and fluffy just for you~
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🌸𝑶𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒊 𝑰𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒐🌸
❥ You never thought that meeting the Snake Hashira, Obanai Iguro, at the Butterfly Mansion would change your life.
Obanai was sitting quietly at the engawa with bandages on his chest. It was obvious that he had just arrived from a mission, and coincidentally, you just did too. You are aware that Hashiras are someone that you can't just easily approach, so you gave him a bow and wished him good morning.
Thinking that he wouldn't answer back, you stood up and started walking away when he called you back, raising an eyebrow with your actions. You were scared that perhaps you'd hit a nerve and he was pissed off with your actions, but no. Obanai patted the seat beside him and asked you to sit down and accompany him for a while.
And there, impromptu conversations about how his mission went or casual introductions innocently arise. Both of you never knew that this moment would spark a deeper connection between you and him.
Curiousness brought the two of you together. Obanai knew about your weak body and how it never stopped you from becoming a demon slayer, and you knew about his flaws that led him to this path. A simple admiration at first, but it eventually led the two of you to care so much about each other that it made both of you fall in love.
❥ Knowing how frail you are, Obanai became so protective. Whenever he is done with his missions, he makes sure to visit you at the Butterfly Mansion, bringing you your favourite dango.
❥ You stopped going on missions and decided to just help at the Butterfly Mansion. But even the mildest work would exhaust you. Your headaches were bad, and even Kocho-san told you that you are anaemic, so you shouldn't tire yourself. But then, you don't want to be a burden, so you still insist on helping. And whenever the news of you overdoing yourself reaches Obanai, he'll suddenly pop out of nowhere inside your room, in the middle of the night, giving you a concerned look.
"I told you that you shouldn't be doing so much, right, Y/N?"
Obanai sits beside you with Kaburamaru on his neck. You tried to sit up but he stops you from doing so. "Just rest. I'll stay with you."
❥ Nights like this aren't full of enthusiasm, but they aren't gloomy either. Obanai was too tired to scold you out, and he also knows that you wouldn't follow him anyway if he insists you just rest until you recover. The numbness in your hands began to subside as Obanai's warm fingers softly wrapped around them.
❥ He wouldn't say it loudly, but you know how much Obanai wants to take care of you. Whispers of apologies came out of your mouth, as you really hated worrying him. But Obanai would stop all of them with a gentle embrace.
❥ As much as you wanted to just kiss his lips, he says he's too afraid to expose his face to you. Scared. A feeling you didn't think he could possibly have. But the bandages around his face didn't stop him from planting a kiss on your forehead. "Sleep now. I'm here." He always says this before you drift into a good night's sleep.
❥ Even if you've already gained some of your strength, Obanai will still visit you. Too often, the girls at the mansion would tease you. Obanai would usually ignore them and ask you to come with him to the engawa, where you first met.
❥ The Snake Hashira would casually intertwine his hands with yours, making your heart skip a bit. The headaches are still there, but you seem to forget about them when Obanai's with you.
❥ Obanai would still make sure you were okay, even if he returned from his assignment injured. You're one of his priorities, and he never fails to make you feel that way.
❥ He would always blush whenever you told him that he was the most important man in your life. You swear that you saw Kaburamaru blush too.
❥ Obanai would deny it, but he really loves hearing you say those words. Heck, he would kill just to see your smile. Obanai loves you so much that he cannot contain himself at times. Sometimes between your cuddling sessions at night, when the dizziness overtakes your body, he will ask things like, "What if you just lived with me?" or "Would it be better if I stayed with you longer? He really wanted to give you everything, but being a Hashira is tougher than it looks.
❥ You know that you're not allowed to fight with your physical state anymore, so sometimes you feel jealous. Especially whenever you see Kanroji-san with your precious Obanai. In times like that, you'll often avoid him, swatting his hand away from you whenever he tries to touch you. And being Obanai, he would let you cool down, leaving you alone for an hour. And when he finds you crying, as this happens most of the time because of insecurity, he will always pull you into his arms, soothing the tingles on your body.
❥ Perhaps a few more jealous moments led him to reveal his full self to you. You were flabbergasted at first as you saw the huge scar across his mouth. The pain he had endured was too much, and it almost made anger bubble up in the pit of your stomach. But then Obanai seizes the moment to give you a long-overdue kiss. In between kisses, he said something about how much he loves you that made all the jealousy and insecurity fade away.
"I love you, Y/N... I'll always be with you." He says. Once again, your world slowed down.
❥ Obanai would never admit it, but he would want to be with you forever. He would take all your pain if he could. And of course, you might hear those words soon too. Just as his I love you casually escapes his lips now whenever he is with you.
🌸𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒚𝒂 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒛𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒘𝒂🌸
❥ Genya has always been a hot-headed child, perhaps since you met him. He was full of scars, and you'll bet that even his heart was full of these wounds.
❥ All you wanted to do was be his friend, so despite all his attempts to shoo you away, you still stayed. Your radiance gave him a second chance to find his path. Or perhaps that sunshine was just seen when he was with you. Your patience made him soften up a bit and finally made him fall for you.
❥ Now, as a hot-headed teen, you were always telling him to be nicer to other people. But Genya won't listen. He'll still close his doors for others, except for you.
❥ Every day after his training, he would visit your home, checking if you were alright, as lately you have been feeling under the weather. Weaker than before, the tingles caught up to your body, giving you headaches that always stole your chance to sleep. Genya is concerned and will try everything to comfort you.
❥ Despite this weaker state, sometimes you still find yourself tangled up with him, giving him lazy kisses that definitely soothe your tremors. Genya would casually run his fingers through your hair, giving you a gentle massage that would eventually teleport you to your dream world.
❥ Genya would frequently bring you flowers, and he'd get quite red-faced anytime you kissed him after he gave them to you. He would go out of his way to make you feel at ease in his company, even at the expense of his own privacy. When you fell asleep on his lap, he'd use the time to give you a relaxing head rub. No one would have guessed that this rough-looking guy actually cares about you.
❥ Genya would notify Himejima-san to come home and take care of you when your anaemia became too much to bear. Your family and Genya's were both killed by demons, and once the two of you became lovers, Genya took it upon himself to be there for you through everything. He would give you massages, make you tea, and even help you take a bath. Turning bright red every time he does the latter.
"Why are you so red? You would often tease him, which would eventually make him grunt.
The boy is just too flattered to be around you, especially when you're bare and vulnerable in front of him.
❥ But of course, those little teasing will lead to you taking the initiative to kiss him, relieving your weariness and the tension between you two. You just love this boy so much.
❥ You could see that Genya put forth his best effort, even if he was unable to use Breathing Styles. It's not always you who's exhausted. You'll embrace him casually from behind when he's at his lowest, telling him he's the greatest Demon Slayer you've ever seen in hushed tones. And even if the boy turned as red as a tomato, he would turn towards you and plant small kisses on your lips, wishing his frustrations would just permanently fade away.
"I don't know why you're this nice to me because even my big brother hates me..."
He says this after your kiss, blaming himself for the past and his present relationship with his own brother.
"Because you deserve to be loved, Genya. I love you so much."
❥ Genya won't ever say that he loves you back. He's just afraid that if he does, you'll be gone like his family. But you will always assure him that that thought won't ever happen. And because of it, eventually Genya opened up and finally told you his first "I love you too, Y/N.", deepening the bond between the two of you.
🌸𝑲𝒂𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒌𝒖🌸
❥ Kaigaku, the man who lived with his bad side all his life, never knew that somehow, beneath those dark pasts, you would manage to be a big part of his life.
❥ He was once a childhood friend until your destiny took you away from him. Perhaps this is one of the reasons he became angry with the world.
❥ But one day, he came back into your life, saving you from a demon who almost tore you apart. There and then, your eyes met, bringing back all of those buried memories in the back of his mind. You would swear that there was a tear that escaped his eyes if you weren't already crying at that time.
❥ And that encounter somehow changed Kaigaku. He became your friend once again, and eventually your relationship deepened. But still, a part of him was mad at himself and the world because he had let you go before. He was also afraid that you might drift away before he could ever lay his hands on you.
❥ You became so frail that he could notice how your breathing went uneven even if you weren't near him. Back when both of you were children, you would steal a bite from his apple. But now, you even don't have the appetite to do so.
❥ Kaigaku's very vocal when he's mad and frustrated. And he often does whenever you shut him away because of your headaches. Sometimes you just don't want him to see how weak you are right now, feeling scared that he might call you pathetic like he does with other people.
❥ But then, beneath that bitter facade, Kaigaku loves you so much. He'll do anything for you, even if it means that he has to make a deal with the devil just to have you by his side.
❥ You never approve of some of the bad things that he tends to do. But in the back of your mind, you might think that maybe the world just broke this man. So, you did your best to stay there and make him feel that he could be better. And yes, Kaigaku would never admit it, but he somehow feels better when he is with you.
❥ A few more months into your relationship, Kaigaku would bring you kimonos after his missions, saying that those fit you well. But the man's quite crazy sometimes and says that perhaps you'll look better without them, which will eventually make you blush.
❥ Despite his harshness, he never hurt you. There are small fights, but it's all because he just wants to be the best for you but is still having a hard time doing so. But even if these frustrations make him feel the worst, you make sure to appease him by giving him the validation that he needs. He may be bad at times, but you love him so much and believe that the Kaigaku you knew before is still there inside of him.
❥ He loves you. He tries to change for you. One day, you even saw him help a little boy who fell on the floor while playing. A blush formed on your cheek as hope crawled back into your heart. "Maybe Kaigaku is really changing?"
❥ And the days that followed were filled with him lending a hand to those in need. Even though you're shaking from the pain in your head, Kaigaku has no idea that you're watching him and admiring his efforts.
❥ When he returns, you always welcome him with open arms and a passionate kiss. Telling him you're happy for him without being completely honest about your knowledge of his recent good behaviour.
❥ Kaigaku will eventually blush and kiss you back. Finally telling you how much he loves you. And you would always tell him how much you loved him too, perhaps more than he could imagine.
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𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆!
I wish that you all will love this headcanon~
Honestly, I had a bit of hard time writing for Kaigaku as he made me feel so bad in the anime T_T But eventually, I thought like... what if I give him this sad backstory that isn't included in the KNY universe? Like what if the OC was the reason why he became that way? XD
And there, the magic took ahold of my senses and poof! We have a Kaigaku headcanon XD I enjoyed it HAHAHA!
With Obanai and Genya, I was blushing HAHA That little tension with Mitsuri XD AAAAAH I need to write it sorry HAHA And Genya's blushing! I want it now!!
Anyways, thank you for reading this again! I hope you like it! Feel free to comment and reblog UwU
Also, requests are still open! Keep them coming as I will definitely read 'em! And of course, write XD
Arigato minna-san!
~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸
#genya x reader#genya shinazugawa#obanai x reader#obanai iguro#kaigaku x reader#demon slayer imagines#demon slayer#demon slayer x reader#kimetsu no yaiba x reader#kimetsu no yaiba imagines#Kimetsu no yaiba headcanon#demon slayer headcanons
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pairings. blade x gn!reader
synopsis. nsfw alphabet w blade gg ez, a-n only becuz im l-l-lazy....
a - aftercare (what are they like after the deed?)
blud lowkey don't give a shit about you if you aren't that close, lmao
but if you are, probably kind of clingy, and really caring. a lot of cuddling, don't tell me i'm wrong cuz i'm NOT.
in some cases, and instances, those.. 'activities' you both have do make him quite exhausted, and most of the time it really just ends with him showering you, cleaning you up, and just being in his embrace (more utc.)
b - body part (their fave body part, of themselves, and their partner's!)
probably for himself; would be his hands. just in general, plus he knows how well they treat you anyway! so why wouldn't it be his favorite? and for you, probably loves everything, doesn't know what he'd do without it, can't decide on one sole favorite, maybe your stomach and probably your neck!
c - cum (cum, anything to do with it)
will cum on your face, if not, he'll come inside, nothing in between.
i dont know how to elaborate here but um, the way his cum be sprayed all over ur face is just so mmmm to him. makes him hard all over again!
d - dirty secret (self explanatory)
not rly dirty, but wants to see you get a necklace with his name on it, or a collar with his name on it, and while he pounds so recklessly, he wants to see that pretty little pendant of his bouncing up and down on your neck, very fond of the idea, but never would actually say it to you, unless you really push him enough.
e - experience (has bro done the deed before?)
maybe? not that experienced probably, but has messed around with somebody before yes!
he knows what he's doing though, don't worry. but overall probably just did it once or twice, barely can call it sex
he probably read about sex before doing it with you, cause he wanted it to go perfectly.
f - favorite position (self explanatory pt2)
just as long as he can see your face, missionary, cowgirl, let it be anything, just as long as he can see how your face just gets so corrupted because of his big cock.
g - goofy (is bro serious about sex?)
very serious, it's almost funny, but it isn't, he's dedicated, and will show it.
but maybe when you both get closer, and are able to be more intimate with each other, in relationship wise, and etc., sure he'll laugh once or twice about a mistake he's done.
h - hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
um, yes and no?? i don't really know, i can't rly tell, like maybe thrice a week sure, and the rest of the week he don't really care, it gets messy when you both fuck anyways. and yes, black hair, thats it, idk how to elaborate ab this LMAO
i - intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
gets too embarassed. no he will not show his blushing face, even if he's already inside, probably takes like, a round or two before he does
kind of like, he'd giggle about it and go okay bae
but also would be the kind of guy to go, "i want to be the only man, the only person, in this whole galaxy, this whole universe, to make you feel like this."
j - jack off (master bait :D)
yes, very often, no other choice, i cant say otherwise. likes to imagine its you on that monster ahh cock instead of his hand, be real, he the type to do that. uses imagination wisely, and does it when you're away from him, on a mission, or whatever, needs you 24/7 tho
k - kink/s
degrading you like it's his life's purpose. loves you like it's the calm life he's been looking for since forever, but will degrade you, calls you slut, whore, made for his cock, and all that jazz.
oh but facesitting; super big fan, wants to just be in you, tongue up in your hole, while he just strokes his cock, just needs you to sit on his face so bad
be so fucking honest w me, he probably turned on by the idea of getting pegged, or getting anal. won't admit it out loud, but he wants to get treated like a prince. like just wants you to make him feel so good, that's it.
l - location
doesn't give a fuck if other people hear, will fuck you in an alleyway if he feels like it, or if you feel like it, in the public bathroom <3 but just way prefers being in bed with you, feels more romantic, and gives off more feeling to the moment, in his own opinion, will do whatever you're comfortable with.
n - no no
roleplay, anything related to it, it seriously grosses him out
non con, in general, he's disgusted by it, i know that for a fact.
don't degrade him please, he's heard, and been called all kinds of names before, and it's not like he ever liked them.
don't hurt him, it's clear in his skill he does hurt himself in the process</3, im sure he seriously just wants to love you, and wants it back, his degrading is to a small extent, and it's just in the heat of the moment thing!
#hsr scenarios#hsr x you#hsr x reader#hsr smut#hsr blade#honkai star rail scenarios#honkai star rail x you#honkai star rail x reader smut#honkai star rail x reader#blade x you#blade hsr#blade x reader#honkai star rail smut
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LC's Link Click fic shout-outs
I worry I'm going to come off as nagging but I do feel strongly about it. Link Click has some INCREDIBLE fic, written by people who put a lot of time and energy and effort into writing, but they don't always get a ton of reader interaction. I feel like I often find a fic I enjoy, scroll down to comment, and find I'm maybe one of 2 or 3 people to comment on it.
Link Click is technically not a small fandom--on the contrary, it's so incredibly active! But it seems that unless a fic was published in the s1 era or happens to get lucky, this is the norm. Which strikes me as sad, because the fandom is popping and active on other platforms.
So here are a handful of fics (by no means exhaustive) of fics that I've thoroughly enjoyed that I had scrolled down and went, They deserve so much love! (again, not exhaustive!)
liminal by Anonymous
Qiao Ling and Lu Guang talk. Much is left unsaid.
It's such a subtle fic, but so effective in showing Lu Guang's emotions, Qiao Ling's worry, and the nature of their relationship in conjunction to Cheng Xiaoshi. It's truly just so soft and nice.
stain by HeavenlyDusk
The only way for Cheng Xiaoshi to be dead is for Qiao Ling to have died first.
I just love a Qiao Ling confronts Lu Guang about Cheng Xiaoshi's death fic, and this one really captures big sister Qiao Ling and how much she cares about both of her boys. I love it!
resolve and reverberations by macrauchenia
Lu Guang rarely fumbles, rarely cracks, and rarely steps up to the sparring mat first.
Nevertheless, on a random day in the middle of September, he does all three.
Alternatively, Qiao Ling and Cheng Xiaoshi can't figure out why their best friend seems so *wrong* for no explicable reason.
A slice of life fic that adds such a delicious sprinkle of angst at Lu Guang's expense hehe. But it makes me feel so sad for Lu Guang, who just is so traumatized of losing Cheng Xiaoshi, and then it gives him a soft encouragement at the end. It's so sweet.
Instinct (Part One) by JordannaMorgan
Hired to solve a wealthy client’s personal mystery, Cheng Xiaoshi and Lu Guang discover there are even darker powers in the world than they realized… and the damage left in the fallout will not be easily fixed for anyone.
Man, this fic is so CREATIVE. It is great at suspense, kept me on the edge of my seat from chapter to chapter, and the Cheng Xiaoshi angst is so delicious. And then the ENDING. gahhh, I cannot wait for Part Two and really hope that it will come!! I think about this fic so often
A Day Like Any Other by rane_ne
After three long years, for the very first time ever, Lu Guang finally gets to turn 20.
It's just ... gahhhh. Cheng Xiaoshi is my blorbo, yes, but Lu Guang being so relieved and emotional at the end because he's finally done it, and is turning another year older because he no longer has to dive back because his friend is alive??? GAHHHHH
Memoriam by JordannaMorgan
Even for those who have no powers, photographs are powerful things.
This is a lovely case fic that is so thoughtfully, emotionally, and tenderly told. I love the compassion that the story has for the characters, and it gives me the feelings that the Earthquake arc concluded with--finding joy and kindness even within the tragedy. I really love it.
sept, oct by Toothpaste_Fresh
The first time around, there are no rules, and Lu Guang and Cheng Xiaoshi must learn all of their lessons the hard way.
The first time around, Cheng Xiaoshi is the seventh of Liu Min’s victims.
The second time around, there will be no seventh victim.
Gosh, this fic is so goooood. I love the speculation of what the first time round was like, and GOSH it's just such a gut punch of dramatic irony, of both CXS and LG being bold and idealistic and naive, and then how it tragically leads to CXS' death. It's EXCELLENT.
Golden Hour by StuckIn_aTimeLoop
The salty breeze feels nice. Cheng Xiaoshi smiles as he kneels down in the sand, happy they managed to make it in time for golden hour.
Cheng Xiaoshi holds up the camera to capture his shot.
I LOVE ME SOME PARALLEL SCENES THAT ARE CONNECTED AND INTERTWINED BY AN EMOTIONAL MOTIF!! The juxtaposition of two types of golden hours is done so well, and both are so full of energy of opposite kinds in such a well balanced way. I was so excited when I heard this fic was being written and I was so happy reading it.
the shine in your eyes reminded me of the moon by StuckIn_aTimeloop
Cheng Xiaoshi was barely a child when his parents died. The king took him in, raised him as his own. Now he's older, it is time for him to choose his own knight.
Prince Cheng Xiaoshi and Knight Lu Guang. Need I say more??? It's so indulgent and I love it.
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I’m looking for a second career after working corporate. I’d like something away from a computer, workin with people, in demand, and more flexible. I do have some autistic traits though (one therapist floated it but never officially diagnosed). Do you think nursing would be a bad choice?
Here's a useless answer: it depends! I'll also give my usual caveat that nursing is a very broad field and a school nurse versus a dialysis nurse versus an ICU nurse versus a home health nurse vs a community health nurse are all going to have different experiences. You'll probably spend more time at a computer than you might like (documenting......), but if you get efficient at it, you can blast through it alright. Except when you can't.
And you will work with people! In any part of nursing, you'll be working with people, often in intimate and vulnerable ways. You meet a lot of cool people and get to be there for a lot of cool moments, cool and funny and profound moments. Working with people when they aren't at their best can be exhausting. Working with people when they aren't at their best and also you're understaffed and also someone is complaining of new onset chest pain at the same time someone else is calling to be cleaned up because they've been incontinent--it's really easy to exhaust yourself out of compassion. You have to care and actively engage with people's often tragic situations, but you also have to protect yourself from secondhand trauma. It's okay if this is not something you're comfortable or good with, but if so, you should probably think critically about whether nursing is for you.
And flexible--maybe??? Again, different jobs will have different perks. A lot of nurses work prn which means they have to pick up a certain number of shifts a month, but they aren't on the schedule normally. You just pick up as you want. Very flexible! But also a lot of these nurses are getting their healthcare elsewhere, usually a partner. Like any shift work, you can always swap shifts with a coworker if you can find one who'll do it. When I worked in home health, it was very hard to adjust my schedule because there wasn't necessarily another nurse that could fill in. And often units in the hospital will have various schedule stipulations--work every other weekend, work a certain amount of holidays, work night shift until you get the seniority to go to days or become a nocturnal little freak (me). I currently work in float pool, which makes it way easier to call out and adjust schedules because I'm not assigned anywhere specific until like ten minutes before the shift starts.
And with regards to the last bit, the autistic traits, I don't know exactly which ones you mean, but none of them are an inherent obstacle to being a nurse. We need neurodiversity in nursing. Some patients might find you cold or awkward or weird or whatever way you worry you might come across. Other patients will resonate with those exact same traits. No one's the perfect nurse for all people. Some people want to that extra care, some people want competent work and then to have space for themselves, some patients want to learn everything about their situation, some patients don't even want to know what pills they're taking. Think of yourself as a specialty nurse. An oncology nurse can take care of a variety of patients, but they're most well suited and situated to take care of cancer patients. There's a patient type that is a perfect fit for you. And the same way cardiac nurses deal with strokes, and orthopedic nurses deal with respiratory infections, you work competently outside your specialty because you have a good base for your practice, but you also know that you have specialties that you are uniquely equipped to handle. Specialties like cheerleading through physical therapy, calming down dementia patients, knowing the shit out of telemetry, making sure patients get a bed bath and clean sheets, using a machine to pump a patient's blood outside your body--whatever you most like, you're most good at, what gives you energy to work. I think mine are working well with "difficult" patients, managing pain, and stealing cranberry juice from the patient fridge. for me.
I'll say too if you're worried like a lack of empathy or easy understanding of other people will be an impediment to care--I'm not saying I'm autistic, but I don't think I'm particularly empathetic. I NEVER know what people are thinking or feeling. I struggle to tell when patients are like "talk to me more!" versus "I am being polite to you, but please leave." I have never once been comforting a crying person and thought, "I am NAILING this. I am making them feel better." But I don't think I'm a bad nurse. I reverse engineer empathy by finding a situation that I was in that's similar to the situation a patient is in, and I think about what I would have wanted and appreciated in that situation. I think about what evidence says is a good thing to do in this situation. I think about what experience tells me has worked in this situation in the pas. I also just ask patients what they're feeling and what they want and why they do what they do instead of assuming I know. (That last one is so choice, we should all do it more.)
The job puts you in a lot of Situations that are hard for anyone to manage. So you can study up for a lot of Situations. I read conflict resolution books and writing by sick people, I think about how adherent I am to my own treatment plan when I get judgy, I ask patients a lot of questions in part so I can understand them but also so I can understand the next patient like them, I practice difficult conversations I can predict before I go into rooms, and I make sure I have certain phrases and reactions in my back pocket in case I'm caught by surprise. I've figured out my safe topics of conversations that I can chat about with patients that are personable but not intimate (cats, how long you've been in the area, how hard it is to sleep in the hospital at night). I periodically try out new conversation styles and topics to see how those work. I find people I admire and I try consciously to emulate them.
I make a shitload of rules too that help me structure my behavior so I can act like a person I'm proud of. If I can't get something for a patient, I have to go back and tell them that instead of just never returning to the room. Whenever I leave a room, before I go, I make sure the call light is within reach and I ask if there's anything I can do before I go. If someone is sad, ask if they want hot chocolate, and if they say yes, ask if they want it with hot water or milk. If I have a patient that is very chatty and always on the call light, allot conversation time with them like I'm scheduling wound care in case they're lonely. Whenever I tell a patient that they can't do something, I explain the clinical reasoning for that. If the only reason I can think of to tell a patient why they can't do something except "it's against hospital rules", I reconsider the refusal. I've got so many rules and guidelines I've developed for myself so I can best act in a way that I think a good nurse should act.
(usual disclaimer that this does not mean I always accomplish this or that I always behave in a way I'm proud of. but I do think developing these rules and following them makes behaving like I want to more habitual.)
All this to say--I care tremendously about my patients when they're my patients, but I don't take most of them home with me. I feel often feel very distant from the emotions of the situation. I used to feel like I was watching the world through glass. Now I still feel like that, but not in a bad way. I don't get mad when patients yell at me. I can view their problems as quests to solve. I'm engaged but I'm not flustered by distress.
look alllllllllllllllllll that to say is have you considered making nursing a special interest? works for me. oh and YEAH. The job security is AMAZING. It's such a weight off my mind to know that if I don't like my current job, it's so easy to get another somewhere else.
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Yumichika Ayasegawa (Bleach)- Oneshot
You weren't certain how it happened.
Truly.
Ichigo warned you that he had some crazy friends. Usually you just pretended that they weren't there. With two jobs, you really didn't have the energy to be worrying about crazies in old fashioned robes.
That's why you tried your best to get rid of him. But he just kept coming back.
Like a parasite.
"If you'd like I can give you some tips. Your hair is a mess."
An irk mark appeared on your forehead at the few of many insults that this annoying reaper had directed at you.
"IF I'M SUCH A MESS YOU COULD JUST STOP COMING YOU CRAZY REAPER!!"
Screaming in the middle of the street at a man only you could see probably wasn't doing you any favors. You huff, storming off.
"I'm just trying to help."
He jumped down from his once elevated position, landing right beside you as he walked in step.
"Why are you here anyway? Aren't you reapers supposed to be guards or something? You're pretty casual for someone on a mission." You grumble.
"Things have quieted down since the war. Our head captain just wants to make sure it stays that way."
You nod.
The war.
It's crazy how casual they always speak about those things. While you could see spirits, your fighting ability wasn't anything to brag about. Surely not to be of any use in a war. A part of you felt it. When the war started. You hadn't seen Yumichika or Ikkaku for a while. When they finally popped up to freeload in your home, you acted pissed, but truthfully you were relieved. Because you knew lives were lost.
"Is it scary, fighting all the time?"
That question was presented a bit quietly and Yumichika glanced at you. He could see your hesitance to even propose the question. Sometimes he needed to remind himself that you weren't a fighter like them.
"War is war. Fear is just a reaction to the unknown. I'm not sure if there's a word I can use to truly describe it."
The very serious response was not what you expected.
"However beautiful beings like me don't have to worry about such things."
He then persisted to pose in which you just walked away.
"Hey wait up!!"
Yep, that's how a lot of your encounters went. As agitating as he was at times, you enjoyed his company. You also appreciated him checking in on you every now and then.
"Geez, I'm exhausted."
You dropped onto the couch, not even kicking off your shoes. Yumichika smiled.
"Did you overdo it today? Your wrinkles seem more visible than usual."
"Don't make me end you."
Yumichika laughed nervously at the threat, and you just sighed, lifting your hand as you stared at it.
"Things like beauty, it isn't made for people like me. Just the thought of all that cutesy stuff is exhausting."
Although you say that, you haven't completely banished the prospect of dressing up and going on dates. It was just hard. Most guys wanted a girl to dress up and act a certain way. You did like dressing up every once in a while, but you couldn't see yourself changing your entire wardrobe just to appeal to a guy. You liked baggy clothes and cool sneakers.
Yumichika's eyes are trained on your form.
"Is there a human that you're interested in that you would be willing to do that for?"
You fully expect him to be wearing some kind of mocking expression or follow that up with another poke at your attire, but when you move your hand, that's not what you read at all. Your cheeks tint red at how intensely he's looking at you. It's not often that he's stoic.
You jump upright, bashful.
"What the hell are you talking about! A-As if I would be!"
You don't know why you're getting so defensive. It's not like he accused you of anything. You rise, heading for the kitchen.
"I-I'm going to make food!!"
Marching off stiffly, Yumichika watches you with a small smile.
He'll admit that your meeting wasn't exactly under the best circumstances.
He'd been in Karakura to help up with the increase of hollow activity.
Back when Aizen was still gathering his army. Ikkaku and Matsumoto had taken one section and he'd planned to cover the next.
"Yumichika!"
Ichigo's call pulled his focus and he was stunned to see Ichigo carrying a woman in his arms.
"She's hurt, I need you to get her back to Urahara-san."
Yumichika didn't need much more instruction. From the worried look, this was clearly someone Ichigo knew. He handed you over, but your hand gripped Ichigo's robes and they both froze.
"I-Ichigo.."
For a moment they both took notice of the fear in your eyes. Ichigo offered the best smile he could muster.
"I'll be fine."
You were hesitant, but you finally released him. He gave one last reassuring look before he disappeared. Yumichika didn't waste any time. He took off himself, glancing down to ensure you were still conscious. Your eyes seemed distant. Your body was covered in bruises. What he could assume was a hollow attack.
"Please..promise me that you'll look after Ichigo. H-He's all I have left.."
Your words were solemn, and Yumichika was the last one to make such a promise. But watching you so helpless, it did something to him.
"I have his back."
At the time, that seemed like the right thing.
It helped you.
When Yumichika got closer to you, it was mostly as a source of entertainment. You were around all the time it seemed and you always had the best reactions whenever he flaunted his beauty. The more he saw you, the more he felt protective. The frequent trips to Karakura were welcomed whenever they had a mission. He was able to do his job and see you. The longer he was around, the more he learned.
Like your relationship with Ichigo.
What he initially assumed as romantic love was just a brotherly bond you'd formed when he saved you from a river as a kid.
A detail he felt comforted that you openly told him.
"How come you always drop by just to piss me off."
You looked angry, and Yumichika had to admit it was cute. He'd never tell you, but sometimes he just loved to jab to get a reaction.
"I was merely saying you may never get to my standard of beauty, but you're still exceptional in your own way."
"Why does that sound like a compliment and an insult all wrapped in one!!" You fire back.
Yumichika laughed from his position on the roof and you just folded your arms, turning your head in the opposite direction. Nights like this were nice to just sit and watch the stars.
Considering that Yumichika could literally fly, you knew such a view wasn't anything extraordinary to him. It was still nice that he decided to entertain you.
"If I'm so beneath your level then why waste your time."
It was just an angry little ramble, but Yumichika turned. He could tell that you weren't truly upset. But he realized then that you may not actually know how he sees you.
"If I really thought you weren't worth my time I wouldn't even look at you."
The statement makes you turn, and you swallow. Because he's wearing that expression again. Soft and a bit paralyzing in a fluffy sort of way.
"I've made it a rule of mine never to look upon ugly things. What I see before me is quite beautiful."
Your eyes widen at those words. The heat crawls up your cheeks before you can stop it.
"Y-You're just messing with me again!" You point at him accusingly.
He smiles, and it does something to you. When he moves closer, he takes hold of your hand, and it lowers slowly into your lap.
You're in awe.
"Not so feisty anymore, are you?"
The confident smile on his face is disarming. Especially with the lack of space. You clench your hand into your lap.
"W-What are you doing Yumichika.."
It's almost a whisper. It's when his hand cups your cheek that you feel your heart hammer.
"I thought I was clear, I'm claiming something very beautiful."
His lips descend on your own and you clench your eyes shut. You can't believe you let someone like Yumichika mess with you. Much less kiss you. Although you can't deny that it feels really good. His lips feel so soft, and you've never realized just how good he smells. You feel his hand shift from your lap, sliding over your waist as he pulls you closer. Your blush darkens and he deepens the kiss. At this point you're just barely able to think, much less do much but reciprocate shyly. When his tongue brushes against our own, you pull away with a gasp, covering your lips.
Yumichika licks his own lips.
"W-What was that!"
"That was a kiss, would you like another?"
"N-No you sneaky pervert!!"
In all honesty, you're not sure your brain will be able to function properly if he kisses you again. Your protests are merely to save face.
This is embarrassing to say the least.
You don't expect it when he picks you up. Letting out a soft squeak, you grip at his robes.
"What the heck are you doing!!"
"I already told you."
He says nothing more, just flash steps into the house.
"W-Wait I'm not prepared!! K-KYA!!!"
It looks like you never had anything to worry about.
#bleach#soul society#love#care#yumichika ayasegawa#humor#trust#protective#soul reapers#gotei13#friends#feelings#yumichika x reader
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The thing I really miss about Star Wars novels is exemplified by being two-thirds of the way through Inquisitor: Rise of the Red Blade and how I think I'm legitimately enjoying it, but in a very specific way, and I think there's actually a ton you could dig into the structure and bias of the narrator that I think is done on purpose and that I can find sympathy for a character actively falling to the dark side and what she's going through without validating the people she's demonizing in her head because I've been there, I have had my brain lying to me all my life, telling me things I know aren't true, making me believe them despite all evidence otherwise, and do you guys KNOW how much I love hot messes of a disaster lady? I fucking love a woman who is just an awful mess and doesn't have to actually be perfect or nice and maybe just once or twice says a kind of catty thing, NO, SHE IS A WHOLE ASS MESS and I LOVE HER!!
But also I'm kind of in the position of how I'm tired of getting stories of characters falling to the dark side being the vast majority of what stories explore with the Jedi, I enjoy them, but not when that's all there is, and I have spent YEARS AND YEARS going back and forth with the discussions about the Jedi and I am so tired of it, I DON'T WANT TO ANYMORE.
I just want to write my commentary and thoughts down in the vein that I have them and have that be it. I want to say, "This is a really glorious unreliable narrator here, because everything she says is contradicted by what the Jedi actually say/do, and she is explicitly a character designed with neurodivergent/mental health issues aspects in mind and you can't divorce that from her character." and like I don't even want to discuss with other Jedi fans about what the author may or may not have said (I read one interview from her at the beginning, enjoyed it fine, and AM NOT INTERESTED in knowing or hearing anything further) or how annoying it is to have a book like this, I JUST WANT TO DIG INTO A STORY and not have to worry about bracing myself for combat.
(And also the thorny issue of how this isn't precisely a recommendation because I'm not sure others would enjoy it, like even if you agreed with me, I'm not sure it'd be something in your wheelhouse, but I don't want to even get into that, it feels exhausting, like, just I want to talk about how I'm enjoying it, but not have to articulate why I think others possibly wouldn't, just leave it at "nah, I don't think you'd enjoy it".)
I know this is some IRL stuff spilling over onto my reading of this book and I'm aware of the state of a lot of creators in SW right now hold opinions that have made me stop reading their works because I am no longer interested in anything they have to contribute, but also like. Sometimes I just want to enjoy a book on my own terms and not have to feel like I'm arguing a case, but instead reveling in the glorious hot mess of a central female character that maybe I relate to and have sympathy for even while recognizing that she is painting a very unreliable portrait within the book, because I Have Been There.
Idk, I'm not saying this very well, and a lot of it is outside factors, but I have this giant tangled ball of "I just want to enjoy something for once, not examine why it might actually be doing my Blorbos all wrong", like aren't we supposed to be in fandom for the enjoyment of things, not to constantly argue with people? /tired and hasn't been sleeping well and has been thinking about this instead of wrenching irl stuff
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FHJY Spoilers || my live thoughts as I watch episode 9
i got a new job and I felt sick last night so. I'm watching this very late. it has been tough avoiding spoilers but I Have Done So
TTTAKING OVER TEENAGE REBELLION
hiiii one and all!!! hii intrepid heroes!!!!
i have been told stuff happens this episode. I'm so excited
"You're mad we're not doing drugs."
"I think this might be gorgug's worst day of his life."
so much happened last episode
totally healthy adult activity.
VULTURE
THE SPELL-LESS KRISTEN APPLEBEES 😭😭
THE VULTURE DIMENSION
I love the projections
DOMINATE MONSTER NO LONGER EFFECTING RIZ
THE VULTURE KING
I think Brennan is loving being the vulture king
NAT 20 FOR FABIAN
"IT'S THE VULTURE KING YOU HAVE TO KISS HIM!"
"One answer and it's Riz."
"I'm so glad I died on that battlefield."
A crisp 500 dollar bill
I love this so much
This is so silly
THEY'RE HOLDING HANDS
"Hey, I'll kill you, you fucker." "kiss him!"
VULTURES YAY OR NAY?
"Can you bring his parents up here—" "NO."
"Feels like five"
"You wanna be in our crew?"
Kristen is really trying to get her friends to romance the vultures.
"Are you a God of some kind?" "I don't mind man."
This season is just Brennan breaking the PCs
oh good god
MAGIC ITEMS!
"Summons 1d4 vultures, they are not under your command."
no bring us back to the vulture dimension im obsessed with it
fireball
18 damage 😭😭😭
"I'm going to think about that for days."
FIRST STRIKE HITS REAL ONE
"get out of my yard."
(Brennan rolling too many dice.)
the little fireball that could!
THE ROMAN CANDLE YOU SHOT AT THE BIG BAD
THE BALL GAVE FABIAN ADVANTAGE
Concentration lost 🔥🔥🔥
is Ruben only able to give bardic
BRENNAN NAT 20
what are we making dex saves for.
ZERO DEX SAVE. KRISTEN.
"I'm dead from shame."
ADAINE DOWN? NOOOO
29!!
So many dice for Fabian
"Don't worry I got the ones out guys" Emily 😭😭😭
"I'm actually a huge fan."
so now that grix is destroyed does that mean there's no principal?
Ruben's frantically calling for Wanda
"I'm real right?"
"What happened? I was taking a shit."
"Do you have a warrant? Do you have a fucking warrant?"
Adaine is still dead on the ground
THE IDENTIFY SPELL
grix is untampered with
I miss ayda
29 investigation 🔥
GLOWING STINGERS? GROWING RED? LIKE THE SYNOD?
24 points glowing red
Rage connection!!
"Can we get some hot sauce before we leave?"
HE ATE THE VULTURE FOR NOTHING
"Found another glass of water"
Fabian finally getting his kisses in.
Nat 20 history rat check
SEXY RAT
"You know thats triggering for me!"
Rat stores
"There's not a rat world under the school."
Rat World!!!
BabyBojörn
oh god fig gave Fabian a bardic
sexuality inclusivity for cassandra!
aww..... fabian took bardic from fig earlier...
"You are. Cursed."
RIZ NAT 20!!!!
NOOO YOLANDA
Force damage...
Three hours????
ah yes another use of the identity spell!
"You could multi class into wizard!" "Yeah, add it to the fuckin' pile."
AN UNHOLY LAST RITES
NOOO YOLANDA
There's something under the tree?? glyth???
LUCY FROSTBLADE DEAD BODY
I think Fig's bad luck is genuinely effecting Emily too with all these bad rolls 😭😭😭😭
Did.... Did the rat grinders kill Lucy???????
let adaine use the diamonds. finders keepers
divine intervention........
Kristen will have to work so hard to get cassandra back
spies tongue curse???
"Call an adult?"
"You were such a good teacher, I'm sorry I just got a C..." 😭😭
THIS IS SO HEARTBREAKING!!!
LUCY AND YOLANDA'S SOULS HELD HANDS BEFORE GOING TO HEAVEN. ACTUALLY CRYING
BUD CUBBY THE REALEST EVER
FIG NAT 20
level of exhaustion :(
elmville police departments always on fire
"David..."
AGENT CLARK?!?!?!?
did he just take the dirt like a line of drugs?
one becomes a 10 which becomes a 19
*head in hands* "is it okay if I ask you about your case, mom?"
"So I'm unbelievably wealthy. And me and my friends just discovered the site of a double homicide. So....."
Group IV time, or group shock therapy.
Gorgug putting barbarian first
HE'S DOING ARTIFICER SPELLS WHILE RAGING!!!
"We need a word."
Gorgug talking to Porter is so funny
ok. wait this is actually kinda sweet between Porter and Gorgug
"I feel lucky to have you in my class." 😭😭😭😭
MCAT SIGNED!!!
The Last Stand exam?
KRISTEN MIGHT PASS FAIL?
oh god. 4 stress tokens
I wonder if the intrepid heroes are aware of the 5 stress token
"I'm in a lot of school."
Gorgug looking into building a time machine real as hell
Oh my god gorgug is still on the owlbears
"Okay I think I have to lie down."
I'm going to fight the wizard teacher
"I love my life. Everything is perfect."
"... YOU'RE WORKING?"
AELWYN LONELY ARK
10 CATS??
aelwyn and adaine bonding 😭😭
AELWYN IS WORKING FOR KIPPERLILLY COPPERHEAD???
I'M SO EXCITED FOR THE NEXT EPISODE
#fhjy spoilers#fantasy high junior year spoilers#spoilers#dimension 20#d20#fantasy high#d20 fantasy high#dimension 20 fantasy high#fantasy high junior year
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Thank you for even making that post because I honestly feel like I’m going to explode!! Championing every issue is EXHAUSTING. I have such empathy fatigue. Bombardment of “rules”, behavioral guidelines, services, companies, networks + food brands & PEOPLE to boycott ALL THE TIME. Fandom is space many of us come to unplug from reality…it’s certainly my hyperfixation & ppl be like “well then get another one because you shouldn’t support–” IT DOESN’T WORK LIKE THAT. Fuck. I can’t take it anymore. Calls to action being in EVERY single place have weakened my mental state even more than it was before which was already on “pending disability” level of severe & now I’m just. burned t-absolute-f out….at everything!! I can literally FEEL myself unraveling. Kpop stans & their toxic activism can go to hell. They’re so worried about making sure to condemn others for “not doing enough” or being bad people, that they don’t even realize their actions are making them into bad people. This shit takes a toll on mental health, there is science behind this, it is real and what happens to human beings when inundated with constant terrible news, and it’s not just being ~too privileged to care~ but these performative mfs have no concept of blacklisting anymore and just want to assume the absolute worst about someone, call them names & wish harm on folks who are at the end of their ropes! It’s maddening! So even if compassion fatigue isn’t why you didn’t go out of your way to Denounce and Drag™️ him (bc you totally have the right to simply not want to do that on a fanfic blog!) I’m just glad someone else stated that this is supposed to be an ESCAPE. fuck.
Baby, burnout will fuck you up. Don't do that to yourself. Take the time you need and recoup. Life is a constant war and you can afford to lose a battle here and there to focus on your own health and well-being. Getting yourself back into a good place mentally will be a huge win. We both know the ppl obsessed with performative activism aren't doing anything from a place of compassion. The real ones are out there making change, not sending people death threats online from the comfort and safety of their mommy's basement.
When I posted the pic of NCT Dream and Big Time Rush, I wrote in the tags how BTR was something my sister and I loved and bonded over. We watched the show even though it was obviously a kids show and we were both adults. It was just something that gave us joy. My sister passed away years ago and anything BTR-related will make me teary because I think about how much we laughed together over it.
So the first thing I get are messages over how problematic BTR is, that I should delete the post or I'm pro-genocide if I don't dislike them. Ngl that made me so upset because I got a bunch of faceless people trying to taint some precious memories of me and my sister. If they came at me trying to educate me on things I didn't know that would be different, but it's straight to judgment and hatred toward me over something I posted that was totally innocent.
Meanwhile I get criticized for posting about a kpop group instead of reblogging every call to action post. I donate my money to these causes, but I don't post about it because I don't need my ass kissed for doing what I know to be right. I am 1000% sure the anons in my inbox that try to police me have never given a dime to anything, but are policing people's blogs for not reblogging posts or talking about it more.
I feel bad that I haven't been very active on here this year so I try to come on when I have some free time to interact with you guys. I make a silly post about Doyoung and get anons tearing into me for it like I'm his social media manager. Okay so because the world is going to shit we aren't allowed to enjoy anything?? Can't make jokes about anything. Can't show support for anything. Just wrong on every fucking count.
Believe me I am so goddamn aware of how lucky I am that I can sit here and say I'm very privileged that I live comfortably in the life I have. I know what's going on in the world and I do my part to help where I can, but I also have to keep functioning. I don't want every minute of my life to be seeped in anger, I did that for a long time and it not only eats away at you, it makes you ineffective in actually changing the things making you angry in the first place.
This was just supposed to be a blog where I posted my stories. One of the few places I could go and not constantly be reminded of how fucked up the world is. I've always said that people who told me reading a fic of mine made their day a little better or helped them escape for a bit were always my favorite. That was what I came here for and I loved being able to share the tiniest moments of peace and quiet with others through stories with guaranteed happy endings.
I'm frustrated because I have 4 drafts ready to go next year. I got the story posts done and made all the headers. But I don't want to post them. I have no problem admitting I'm selfish and spiteful. Even though I can turn off anon, I can't block these miserable people and I don't want them reading my stuff. They don't get to consume my content and then tell me to off myself right after.
A massive fuck you to those of you that ruined this blog for me.
#empathy fatigue is real#and the reason these shitheads arent getting tired#is because theyre not doing any of it from empathy
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can i request again? :'))
If you're free can you do the bonten men reacting to their boyfriend wearing their hoodie looking all cute while sleeping? ( With nothing underneath;) ) I want to see how they would react lol
So I'm assuming you mean like the separate members lol
And sure dude you can request as much as you want, it's encouraged here lol
Warning: kind of nsfw
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MIKEY
Mikey was exhausted as he came home early in the morning, having spent the night dealing with Bonten and just wanting to pass out.
Walking into the bedroom he scanned the darkness till he saw a leg on the bed and trailed up to see (name) his sweet husband snuggling the pillow, blanket abandoned while in Mikey's hoodie and judging from the lack of boxers peeking out (name) was only wearing that hoodie.
Mikey stared at the other unapologetically, he was tempted to wake (name) by doing...activities but he had yet to sleep so he just pulled the blanket gently from (name) and slotted himself in there instead, looking at his adorable husband who snuggled into him more.
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SANZU
Sanzu knew he was late.
And for once?
He felt bad.
Specifically because this was a date night with (name), the two being less than social people and Sanzu being as lovable and sweet as a cactus, date nights usually were a very private affair.
They hadn't had a date in a minute and Sanzu knew (name) was excited but he has gotten caught up with a poker game with Bonten, he knew (name) would be upset.
Walking into the luxury penthouse he saw the rose petals and blown out candles and walked to the livingroom where there were two cakes set out and a bottle of champagne and (name) snuggled into the couch wearing nothing but one of Sanzus sweaters, leg bent up a bit to give Sanzu the show of the other wearing his sweater he was naked.
Sanzu sighed and lifted (name) up into his arms and brought him into the room and layed him down on the bed before snapping a few photos.
He wasn't outwardly expressive with his affection but he did care about his adorable lover
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KAKUCHO
"You know not to wait up for me, you're awful at staying up at night" kakucho teased his sleeping lover who looked so peaceful before lifting him up.
The scarred man smiled when (name) shivered as his entire bottom was exposed "your fault for sleeping like this darling"
Situating (name) into bed, kakucho got himself ready as well and taking a shower.
"Kaku...?"
That's what he heard when he came back, the sweetest sound ever "yeah baby it's me, go back to bed"
"Ok..."
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TAKEOMI
Homies back gave out trying to carry you to bed
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MOCHI
Mochi knew (name) could be a little lazy and often wore comfy clothes so when he came home to see (name) passed out on the large beanbag chair in nothing but mochis hoodie he was visibily empassive.
Internally though? He was loosing it in a good way.
His super cute and hot boyfriend was naked in only Mochis hoodie and out cold and then Mochi thought about the fact that if (name) was naked then that meant everything was touching the sweater.
And at that moment Mochi decided to A) buy more sweaters that were soft and comfy for (name) to steal and b) to go take a really cold shower.
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KOKO
He had been staring for half an hour, the others wonderful legs on display as he snuggled into one of kokos soft fuzzy hoodies and at this moment Koko was thankful that (name) hated wearing pants to sleep because he got little slip of (name)s ass and... Other things.
He could die happy just staring at (name) honestly.
"Koko...?"
"Shhh go back to bed baby, don't worry"
And with that Koko took a nice butt pic and went about his day.
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RAN
Ran was a pervert.
He was unapologetic about it too.
Seeing (name) sleeping on his stomach in Rans hoodie?
He couldn't help himself when he bit his boyfriends ass playfully.
"RAN!" (name) screeched out as he jolted up, Ran looking unashamed in himself while groping the other "what? You're laying here all defenceless!" He said smoothly "so cute and sweet"
"Makes me want to r u i n it"
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RINDŌ
He didn't know what to do.
There (name) was, laying on his bed in his sweater looking fine as hell and he just blue screened at the sight.
He stood there for a few minutes, debating on what to do.
Being the sadistic bastard he was he decided to wake (name) the only way he could.
By smacking his ass.
He wasn't expecting a moan.
"Well...good morning"
"Rindō... You asshole"
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Campout - Xavier Thorpe [pt. 2]
summary: the friendgroup is going on a camping trip and miscalculated how many tents they needed, so now you have to share a tent with your least favorite person.
warnings: slow burn, enemies to lovers, multiple parts
word count: 1.4k
a/n: everyone has really been demanding part two so here it is, might not be what everyone wants but i promise i got a lot more stuff up my sleeve for the next couple parts
[part 1] [part 3] [part 4] . . .
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As soon as the sun started to appear from behind the horizon the sunshine of the group was wide awake and ready for another day, playing loud music to wake everyone else up. She opened all the tents and peaked inside to see if anyone was still asleep, singing along with the songs that were playing at the top of her lungs. You let out a loud groan as you heard her pulling at the zipper of your tent, Enid looking at you with a wide grin as she saw how you and Xavier were laying as far away from each other as possible.
"Time to wake up lovebirds, we're on a tight schedule so we have absolutely no time to waste."
She wasn't joking when she said you were on a tight schedule today, during breakfast that day she explained her very detailed planning of the next couple of days. This was really starting to feel a little bit like a bootcamp, today already having a very tiring activity waiting for the group. Hiking. You didn't mind it actually, you quite enjoyed walking through the woods up a mountain. But with these extreme temperatures it sure was going to be a bit more challenging than you preferred. What kept you motivated was the very promising view that would make up for it, according to Enid at least.
"Keep it moving guys ! We're almost there.", the girl with an endless amount of energy yelled out. She was hopping up and down, clearly excited to reach our destination.
"She's been saying that for the past hour or so, I don't understand how she isn't exhausted like the rest of us. Does she ever get tired?", the boy with the beanie on replied while wiping the sweat off his forehead. He must be dying with that thing on his head, you thought to yourself.
You were too busy with your thoughts that you weren't paying attention to where you were going, accidentally stepping on an unstable rock and twisting your ankle. Just as you were about to hit the ground, the person behind you wrapped their arm around your waist to keep you from falling.
"Are you okay?", the all too familiar voice said in a surprisingly worried tone. Finally looking up to meet the eyes that match to that voice, your eyes locking with Xavier's. It felt like things were going in slowmotion for a minute. No one said anything and everyone was standing still to look at you, waiting for you to answer his question. Once you both realized how close you were standing to each other you quickly pushed the other away with disgust, looking the opposite direction.
"Im fine, I didn't need your help."
"Most people would say thank you but whatever, should've just let you fall down the mountain."
"Why didn't you, huh? How come you suddenly care about me falling down a mountain or not? Wouldn't you love seeing that happen, knowing it would hurt so much."
"Where's the fun in seeing you suffer if I'm not the one that caused it?"
You rolled your eyes at his comment, slightly limping as you continue the incredibly long climb. All you wanted was for this suffocating tension to go away and finally see the pretty view that was promised to you hours ago. For the rest of the climb, it was uncomfortably silent. No one dared to say a word after your little encounter with Xavier, everyone wanted this to go over quickly. Their prayers were answered once they reached the promised destination, and the view was absolutely breathtaking.
You could see the lake near your campsite from up here, the tall trees completely surrounding it. The reflection of the sunlight on certain spots made the lake appear to have multiple shades of green, some lighter and some darker shades. As you were admiring the sight, you could hear a camera flashing right next to you. Looking to see who made the sound, the smile that was plastered on your face a few seconds ago immediately disappeared. Xavier was taking pictures of his surrounding to use for his paintings later. He had visions sometimes but he wanted to remember every detail about momens like these, at least that's what he said on his way here. Although he was planning on using them to paint back home, he also used it as an excuse to take pictures of his friends too so he can remember the fun times they had here.
"Time for a picnic!", Enid snapped everyone out of their trance by opening up a picnic blanket and placing it on the ground. Eventually the blanket was getting covered with some of the food and drinks you had prepared in the morning, the group enjoying their sandwiches in complete silence. The only thing you could hear was the sound of a river somewhere near you and the birds singing up in the trees, it definitely helped calming you down after your little encounter with Xavier. He had also found something to get his mind off your discussion earlier, being focused on taking pictures of his friends while they were chatting with each other.
As he's looking through the lens of his camera, he finds himself taking a picture of you. Once he realizes what he just did he shook his head and put the camera away, convincing himself he only took that photo because he thought the background was beautiful. He'd never admit how pretty you actually were, but no matter how many times he would call you ugly to your face or behind your back it always felt wrong. Many people found you good-looking, he was the only one to disagree. But the question is, why was he so eager to deny that?
After finishing up your little picnic and making your way down to camp again, everyone was knocked out in their tents by now. They needed to recuperate for a while because of the very exhausted activity they just got back from. You on the other hand were resting in one of the hammocks while making a bracelet, not wanting to share your tent with mister douchebag during the day as well. But while you were focused on the strings in your hands, you didn't notice someone sneaking up behind you. Soon enough you were aware of their presence as you felt a a stream of cold water being squirted on the side of your head, causing you the squeak at the sensation You could already tell who it was without having to look behind you, his annoying laughter confirming the speculation. You snapped your head back to look at the culprit, seeing him stand there with a watergun in his hands and the biggest smug face you've ever seen. Getting up from your spot and picking up one of the pillows from the hammock, you aimed it at his face but unfortunately he was able to dodge it.
"You really gotta stop hitting me with pillows, you know they don't hurt right?", he chuckled while squirting a little water at you again. You knew he was testing your patience right now, but you have had it with him.
"Fine, I'll just use my fists then."
Before he could properly process what you just said you stormed towards him and tackled him down, his head hitting the hard ground. He let out a laugh when you positioned yourself on top of his chest, finding it amusing that you thought you could hold him down. You were about to punch him in his face, but right before you were gonna smack him he gripped your small fist in his large hand to stop you from doing so. His smug face returning while he flipped you over, holding both of your hands above your head with one of his hands.
"Not gonna lie, you didn't look that bad on top of me.", Xavier chuckled when he saw your angry expression. But that annoying smile he had on soon disappeared as you kicked him in the nuts with your knee, resulting in him letting go of your hands and instead going down to his precious manhood.
"DO I SERIOUSLY HAVE TO PUT BOTH OF YOU IN TIMEOUT RIGHT NOW?! What is this, fucking summer camp with a bunch of annoying 10 year olds?", Enid had to yell out once again. You shoved him off you and got up on your two feet again, walking back to your hammock as if nothing happened. She really was starting to regret bringing the two of you on this vacation, it was beginning to feel more like she was babysitting you instead of a nice relaxing outing with her friends. Luckily that would soon all change when the neverending war between you and Xavier might finally come to an end. Or will it stay like this forever?
To be continued . . .
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Would I be the Asshole for not going to my sibling's house?
I have a sibling who I don't see very often because they live halfway across the country.
The rest of our shared family is planning on visiting them for the holidays and me, my partner, and our kid are definitely going. But here's the thing: We're all sharing an airbnb so that we can host the big holiday dinner instead of doing it at Sibling's house. Why? Because, supposedly, Sibling's house is near hoarder-levels of mess.
First let me be clear: I understand that this is a side-effect of mental illness, I have some of those tendencies myself that I actively work against. I'm not judging Sibling or their partner for it. It honestly wouldn't even be a question, except that my partner and I have a toddler. We've been lucky to have avoided anything more serious than some bad diaper rash and seasonal allergies. But being in an environment like that can be a vector for illness, and Toddler's at that age where they will happily grab anything in grabbing distance and stick it in their mouth. So that's my concern.
Now let me address that "supposedly". I haven't been to their house since well before covid. It was, at that point, what I would call pretty messy, but in a way that could be explained as just exhausted new parents who haven't had the free time to tidy up in a while and the mess had gotten away from them. However, our parent and other sibling has been there a couple of times since and the last we talked about it, they told me that it's gotten a lot worse. Bordering on hoarder-worse.
On the one hand, Parent has a tendency to catastrophize. They can see something they think is wrong and exaggerate it into its worst possible explanation, turning even a legitimate issue into something much more severe or dramatic than it actually is. And they've been doing this a lot with Sibling because of how little they actually get to see and talk to them. On the other hand, when Parent was describing the state the house was in, Other Sibling, who is more than willing to call Parent out for exaggerating, backed them up about how bad it was.
On the other other hand, Sibling has since mentioned they've been doing a lot of cleaning. How much? I don't know. Is the house in a significantly better state? I have no idea.
But we're going to be there for a few days, and it's highly likely they'll invite all of us over at some point. Not only that we were all solidifying plans recently and when the possibility was mentioned that we might arrive before the person who made the airbnb reservation, Sibling mentioned that we could just go over to their house to hang out while we wait. And while I had some hope that Parent would understand and back me up and not actively put me in a position where I would have to be the one to say no, when Sibling said that, Parent agreed!
So now I'm worried about pissing everyone off/hurting their feelings during a huge, logistic-heavy family trip over a major holiday.
Would I be justified in putting my foot down and not bringing Toddler over to a potentially hoarder-messy house?
Would I just be the asshole for not sucking it up for what would probably end up only being a few hours?
What are these acronyms?
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Ruben Dias x Reader - Set Me Free Part 6/15
Part 7 and 8 are already out on my Patreon for Free!
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Ruben and Carla have grown apart. With Rubens career taking off he leaves Portugal to live the life of his dreams, breaking Carla's heart doing so. Years later, upon his return home, Ruben learns that Carla has moved on, happily engaged to another man, but not any man, Ruben's childhood bully João Mendes.
Enjoy!
Christmas, three years ago,
It was still early in the morning. However, Carla's father entered the kitchen to see his daughter already up and about.
"Carla, what's this?"
His eyes widened at the state of the room. Wrapping paper lay tossed onto the kitchen floor, along with men's shoes and clothing.
"Pai, you're up! Good morning."
Carla barely threw her father a second glance, as she was too invested in the activity of wrapping more gifts.
"What has happened to my kitchen?" Her father exclaimed. All he wanted was to make a fresh cup of coffee. But how on earth would he even make it to the kitchen counter with all the unwrapped items on the floor?
"Oh, sorry." Carla said. "I'll clean it up once I'm done."
"But querida, why are you wrapping more gifts? I thought your mother already put everything under the tree last night?"
"Yes, but those gifts are for uncle Martin and aunt Carolina."
"But my dear, why do you feel the need to spoil your cousin this way? I thought we all agreed to cover your cousin's tuition fee for flight attendant school as a Christmas present this year?"
"Pai," Carla chuckled. "These gifts aren't for Maria."
He scratched his head. "No, who are they for then?"
"They're for Ruben."
"Dias?"
"Yes."
Carla had been so excited leading up to Christmas. She hadn't seen Ruben in months since her decision to move back home from England. Their talks over the phone just wouldn't do anymore, so when Ruben told her that he was coming home for Christmas, Carla was simply over the moon, rushing to buy him gifts.
"Carla?" Her father said, clearing his throat. He had fallen silent for a moment, regarding his daughter with a troubled expression. "Are you sure he is coming?"
"Of course." She chuckled. "Ruben is coming for Christmas, he said so himself."
"When?"
"What do you mean?"
Carla paused the gift wrapping, noticing the look on her father's face.
He cleared his throat once more.
"When did he tell you that he was coming, since neither your mother and I have been informed."
"Yeah, sorry about that. I was so wrapped up in buying him gifts that it must have slipped my mind to tell you."
"I see." Her father muttered.
"What?"
"Nothing, nothing." He waved.
"No, tell me dad. What's wrong?"
"It's nothing querida, I just don't want you to be disappointed again."
Carla's parents were accepting of her and Ruben's decision to try long distance, however, it wasn't the first time that Ruben promised to come visit for the holidays but ultimately failed to follow through. And each time left Carla heartbroken, leaving her family to pick up the pieces.
"Dad, don't worry. Ruben has been very busy lately, I told you how life was when I was living with him in Manchester. However, he is coming home for Christmas" She assured. "He is probably in the air on his way here as we speak."
Carla's father sighed but cleared a path as he made his way across the kitchen. He patted his daughter's head, planting a soft kiss on top of it. "Okay, querida. If you say so. Your mother and I just don't want to see you get hurt again."
"I won't be Pai, don't worry"
Worry.
Days passed and Ruben was nowhere to be seen. Carla was a nervous wreck, constantly checking her phone for any sign of him. She was starting to worry that he had changed his mind again. Christmas Eve was about to be Christmas day. After spending the day helping her family feed the less fortunate, Carla took it upon herself to drive to Ruben's to see if he for some reason had gone over there without notifying her. Perhaps he was jet lag, exhausted from his two hour flight from Manchester to Portugal.
"Senhora Dias?"
"Senhora Dias?"
It was all in vain. Ruben's parents' house was found empty, their car gone from the driveway. Carla was starting to feel a bit embarrassed, having once again fallen for Ruben's empty promises. Carla didn't know how much of it she could take anymore. Maintaining a long distance relationship was simply tearing her apart from the inside out.
"Carla? What's the matter?"
Carla returned after taking the long way home, her car radio on full blast to tune out her sobbing.
"H...he's not coming, is he?" She sniffled, terrifying her mother at the door.
"Minha querida."
Carla's lips tremble from holding back the tears. Her mother was quick to pull her into the house and in for a hug. The rest of her family were poking their heads out from the living room to see what's the matter.
But then, the doorbell rang.
"It's him!"
Carla's heart skipped a beat as she rushed to the door, hoping against hope that it was Ruben. And when she opened the door, there he was, standing tall and handsome in his full grown beard, like her very own Santa Claus.
Ruben had a big smile on his face. "Merry Christmas, babe," he said, sweeping Carla into a hug. "I'm so sorry I'm late but you know how my mother is."
"Bernadette!" Carla's mother exclaimed. Ruben's mother appeared in the door.
"Gloria!"
The two women embraced each other as Ruben's mother entered the house followed by Ruben's father and brother, who looked miserable carrying big bags of...
"I hope you don't mind, but we brought gifts!"
"We were out shopping all day." Ruben smiled. "I got something for everyone."
Carla was over the moon. She had never been so happy to see anyone in her life. She had been dreaming of this moment for so long, and it was finally here. She forgot all about her family's skepticism and just enjoyed the moment, basking in Ruben's embrace. It was the best Christmas Eve in Carla's life, with all of her and Ruben's family members gathered.
"I missed you."
Ruben stayed with Carla for the night, holding her close, serenading her face with kisses.
"So much." She whispered.
They lay in the dark with Ruben on top. His breath was heavy against her skin, the panting increasing with the pressure of his cock against her pelvis.
"Ruben, tell me you'll never leave me."
"I'll never leave you." He kissed her neck, moving on to bury his face between her breasts. They were naked under the sheets. Skin against skin.
"Promise me." She gasped.
Ruben lifted his head, a smile on his lips. His hands searched for hers in the dark, pinning them above her head. "I've already made my promise." He said, fiddling with the ring on her left finger. "You're mine forever Carla."
"Forever?"
He bent down and kissed her. "Forever."
Carla wanted to be sure, sure that Ruben would always come back to her no matter what.
"Fuck." He groaned, his cock aching to be inside of her.
"Put it in." She nodded. "I'm ready."
"I didn't bring anything." He said, thankful that the sheets prevented the tip of him from slipping inside of her. He was leaking already.
"I don't care." Carla said. "I want you like this, now."
Ruben paused all movement, raising himself to his elbows to meet her eyes below him. "Are you sure?"
Her tongue swiped across her bottom lip. "I'm sure Ruben. I want you."
He hesitated, but the ache between his legs was unbearable. Carla didn't make it easy for him to resist her either as her legs spread, inviting him to place himself between her.
"Fuck, Carla." Ruben rolled his hips until his cock aligned with her entrance. Carla's thighs wrapped around his waist, locking him in.
"Please." She begged.
Ruben was conscious for the first few strokes, but quickly went under her spell as the demon inside of him took over. He fucked her raw that night. Perhaps not their most gentle encounter. Either way, Carla was determined....determined to have Ruben's child.
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