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minhosimthings · 4 months

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Enha reaction to when you’re doing it at their parents house but you can’t stay silent…

My exhibitionism kink be kinking so hard rn I LOVE THIS.

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Heeseung, being the embodiment of horny he is, wouldn't last two days without a taste from your cunt. And a trip to his parents' house for two weeks? The chances of sex was approximately zero. Unless you could keep quiet.

"Shush now princess, don't want my brother to hear do we?" He'd whisper ever so softly in your ear, his tongue curling up inside your pussy. You could feel your orgasm start to come upto your stomach, and you had to try hard not to scream holy hell out loud, even as Heeseung slowed the flicking of his tongue through your folds.

"Dirty dirty girl aren't you?" He'd chuckle, afterwards, as your scream was muffled by his hand, "Always so noisy for me."

Jay wouldn't be too much on the train of fucking at his parents' house. Yes, he knew you couldn't last that long without his dick, but it was his childhood bedroom you guys were staying in. With all the stuffed toys and medals staring at him, he wasn't too comfy with that idea. But with a little bit of manipulation and maybe a bit of pheromone, he was laying on the bed with you between his legs while his parents were downstairs casually watching a movie without a care.

"Ah-ah fuck-fuck-fuck!" Jay's nearing his orgasm for what feels like the tenth time now, yet you show no sign of granting him his release anytime soon. Your hand expertly pumps his cock, now red and leaking in angry protest, occasionally running your thumb over his sensitive tip. His body jolts in response, toes curled and hips bucking into your hand.

"Fucking hell baby." He'd moan, after you grant him his sweet release, "Your turn now."

Jake is elated about fucking you literally anywhere, so his parents' place wasn't a stop sign for him. The only thing he knew would be a hindrance was how loud you could be, with his cock inside of you. It boosted his ego a bit, to think that he could make you scream like that.

"Shh babe, don't want the entire neighbourhood to know what kind of a slut you are do we?" His necklace acted as a very effective gag, successfully silencing you to the point where the metal was almost going to break from how hard you were biting it. But how could you not? With Jake's rough pace, his hips repeatedly slamming into yours, his mouth and fingers leaving masterpieces on your canvas of a body.

"I'll get a better one next time." Jake would growl in your ear, removing the necklace from your mouth as your eyes almost roll to the back of your head from how hard he had fucked you, "Only the best for you, princess."

Sunghoon, very akin to Heeseung, would also not last 48 hours without pussy. The only problem was that you weren't exactly that willing to have your cunt destroyed by him in his parents' house. Especially with his little sister there. So, he had to take drastic measures. Forcing you into the bathroom in the middle of the night, Sunghoon would place the palm of his hand against your mouth to silence your whimpers.

"The bed would creak way too much for my sister to not notice." He'd chuckle, bending you against the marble counter and stretching your ass out, while his hand is still pressed perhaps a bit too tightly on your mouth. Flipping you over onto your back, he'd have no interest in stretching you out, instead choosing to ram his cock into your pussy, making you scream out loud.

"Tch tch you're so loud baby." He'd tease you, taking his length out and then ramming it in again making you whimper pathetically under his weight, "You want the neighbourhood to know what we're doing right now? You want them to know what a pathetic slut you are hm?"

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shiro-s2e2-erukinzu · 4 months

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Anime only watchers and people who aren't caught up with the Manga, BEWARE... Cuz I'm about to discuss Spy X Family Mission 93... You have been warned...! 👌

[SPOILERS AHEAD FROM THIS POINT ON]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

IT HAPPENED...! IT FINALLY HAPPENED!! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH!! 😵

Honestly, words cannot describe how crazy this chapter was, but we're gonna talk about it anyway...!! 👀 LET'S GO!!! 😆

The chapter begins with everyone checking how well they did on finals, and Anya did a whole lot better than last time...!! 😆

I AM SO PROUD OF HER!!! 👏😄

Anya went from 213th to 168th place!! 🎉 Let's hope that Anya continues to improve in the future...!! 😊👍

Then, we finally got to see how well she did in Classical Language and...:

She got second place...!

But, she will still receive a Stella for it!! 👏😆Then, we find out that she got 24 points in math, which is just below the cut off point... Which means...:

So, not only did Anya get a Stella, she ALSO received A TONITRUS BOLT!!? 😵😂🤣😌

GODDAMNIT ANYA!! 😂 That means the score is still tied, but now it's 5 and 5 until she either becomes an Imperial Scholar or gets expelled...!! 😌

Then, we got probably my new favorite Loid expression...:

🤣😂🤣😂🤣😂🤣😂 I'M SO SORRY LOID!!🤣

This poor man can't catch a break, but at he's quite proud of Anya for doing well on the test...!! 😊

After that, we cut to Authens praising Anya as well, but Sigmund says something that intrigues me...:

"...One day you'll experience the frustration of realizing that hard work is not always rewarded..."

Hmm... What could this mean...? Personally, if Sigmund does have something to do with the experiments that were conducted on Anya, then this could be his way of saying that not many know of his scientific experiments... But, that's just a guess at this point and I could very well just be reading too much into this single sentence... 🤔

Moving on, before Anya goes to bed that night Loid asks her a question...:

I was surprised that Twilight asked this!! 😲 But his question turned out to be for naught because Anya doesn't really remember... 😔 So, Twilight just tells her to forget about what he asked and now I'm wondering if this will lead Twilight finding out the truth about Anya's past and that she's a telepath... 🤔

Well anyway, we cut to Anya and Damian receiving Stellas for doing well on the test, and then it's the middle school students turn... AND GUESS WHO SHOWS UP...?! 👀

DEMETRIUS MOTHER F---ING DESMOND!!!😵

AFTER ALL THIS TIME, HE HAS FINALLY APPEARED...!! 👀

I can't believe that I was ACTUALLY RIGHT that he was gonna look more like his dad...! (Check out this post where I drew what I thought he might look like!! 👍)

But to continue, Demetrius is also as strange as his mother and father... ESPECIALLY BECAUSE OF THIS...!!:

After finally getting to meet him and seeing that Anya can't read his mind, my original theory that he might be working with his father, just got thrown out the window...!! Because now, I think that Demetrius has been experimented on... 😥 I hope that I'm wrong, but I just don't know this point...

AND THINK THAT'S ENOUGH ABOUT THIS CHAPTER FOR TODAY!

Today's chapter was excellent, but now that Demetrius has finally shown up, my mind is going crazy about what this ALL MEANS!😫

Anyway, I think I'll stop for today and possibly regroup with myself to figure out WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE DESMONDS!! (Except for Damain, who is the only normal one there..!!🥲) So until the next Mission or if I try attempt to figure out what is up with the Desmonds; take care, be safe out there and be kind to one another...!! Later!! 👍

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catoslvt · 1 month

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Gally (TMR) x Reader

you were from Aris' maze, and the people who saved Gally saved you as well.

because Aris is like the male equivalent to Teresa, Gally is the male equivalent to you.

everyone sleeps in the same room in sleeping bags and stuff apart from people who may need checkups during the night (like Gally and you🥰)

Also there's still apples and shit cos idk

he has a nightmare about Chuck cos I'm sad.

I was meant to be sleeping over two hours ago, but I'm restless, my mind going over 100mph, I need to get up and walk about, try to tire myself out and maybe go get a drink.

I slowly stand up from my bed, trying to listen for footsteps, if the people who usually check on me during the night realise I'm wandering out of bed during the middle of the night without letting one of them know i'll probably be in a lot of trouble, but I need a drink so I really don't care.

As I slip out of my room/hospital room, I hear quiet cries coming from the door next to mine, Gallys room.

My heart stops for a split seconds, and I stop in my tracks, peeking my head into Gallys room. I realise he's sleeping, his eyes shut tight, and his face screwed up as though he's about to cry, and without second thought, I creep into his room, trying to keep my footsteps as light as possible.

I watch Gally for a few seconds before he starts mumbling, his voice breaking with every word and his sentences hardly making sense.

'Maze'

'Chuck'

'Stay'

"Gally." I say quietly, moving closer to his bed, but he remains asleep, his face tensing and twisting as the mumbling continues getting louder, I need to wake him up before Donnie or someone else comes to see what's wrong.

"Gally." I say, getting slightly louder, and as I touch his arm, His face stops twisting and making horrible expressions, and he mumbles one last word.

'Chuck'

"Gally." I say, my volume now getting increasingly close to my normal speaking volume, and I give him one last final shake, and his eyes slowly begin to open.

"What the fu -" He goes to say very loudly, and I press my finger to his lips.

"It's only me. Everyone's still asleep. You need to be quiet, I'm sorry for waking you up, but I think you were having a nightmare." I tell him and gally sits up and moves so his back is against the wall, and he pats the spot next to him for me to sit down beside him.

We've both been here for probably close to a year, we've both changed a lot since we first arrived both physically and mentally, adapting to life outside the maze where everything isn't given to us in a box and things aren't in perfect harmony, but we've made it work, we're close, which makes sense because in Gallys maze he was the male equivalent to me, or vice versa, I don't think it really matters though.

"It was just a stupid dream." He states, turning away from me.

"About Chuck?" I ask even though I already know the answer.

"Yeah, It felt so real, like I was back there killing him all over again." He sighs, and I gently grab his arm.

"But it wasn't you. You didn't do it. You had been stung by a griever, and it wasn't even him you were trying to kill." I remind him, trying my best to comfort him.

"Do you get dreams about Rachel?" Gally asks as he turns to look at me, his eyes instantly falling on mine, and I feel myself blushing slightly.

"Yeah, but they're just dreams, I've come to terms with the fact I'm not at fault for her death. WICKD is." I answer and he just nods before shrugging.

"Wanna go a walk? I'm hungry." Gally then asks as he turns to look at me, and I quickly stand up nodding rapidly.

"I'm so thirsty, that's why I got out of bed to get a drink, but then I heard you mumbling, so i came to make sure everything was alright." I tell him, and he lets out a joking 'mhm'

"Are you sure you didn't just want to watch me sleep?" He teases as he stands up and stretches before walking over to the doorway of the room, which hasn't had a door in god knows how long.

"In your dreams." I scoff as I follow him.

"Unfortunately, my dreams aren't that good." He continues as he leads the way to the places makeshift kitchen, my breathing stopping when we walk past one of the enterances to the sleeping room.

Once we reach the kitchen, I instantly find a bottle of water, Ripping the cap off and chugging half of the bottle as Gally finds two apples, keeping one in his hand and stuffing the other in his pocket.

"Can we go to our car?" I ask and Gally smiles widely with a nod.

our car is one one of the old banged up cars our group keeps in one of their garages. It's a good hiding spot because all the windows are blacked out, and somehow, every door is still intact.

"We can't stay for too long. Everyone will be waking up in a few hours, and god knows when someone will wake up to check on us." He says as he grabs my hand and leads the way.

"Do you think the car still works?" I ask as we climb in the back of the car we have claimed as our own private hang out spot.

"I'm not sure, wouldn't be much help to us anyway." Gally answers as he begins eating the first apple, offering me the second but I shake my head no.

"Well, we could always just drive away, maybe make our way back to the mazes, see if the grievers are gone, and if they are, then we could just live happily in the maze." I say, being completely sarcastic and Gally just laughs.

"You always have to find the positives in everything, don't you?" He asks with a smile and I shrug.

"I guess that's one of our biggest differences, eh?" He continues with a gentle shove to my side.

"I like that you're almost always negative." I tell him as i turn to face him, and he just smiles.

"and I like that you're almost always positive." He states, and I feel myself turning red as I look away and smile.

"We've known each other for like a year, and im closer to you than I was with any of the girls in my maze, and I was with them for like three years." I tell Gally as I slowly turn to look at him again, and as I'm speaking, I could've sworn I saw his eyes drop to my lips for a few seconds.

"I hated everyone in my Glade, so it's not hard to be closer to you than I was them." He remarks, and I scoff and look away.

"No, I didn't mean it like that -" Gally quickly says, and I try to hide my smile by looking hurt.

"No y/n, I didn't mean it like that." Gally says as he gently grabs my face and makes me look at him, and his eyes fall to my lips again, and before I even had time to register what I was doing, my lips were on his.

"Shit." I gasp as I pull away from Gally, instantly pushing myself against the door on my side, trying to get away from him but also still wanting to be in the same space as him.

"Why did you pull away?" Gally asks, pulling me away from the door and almost pulling me onto his lap as his lips meet mine in a gentle but quick paced kiss.

It seems like we spend hours in the car kissing, but it probably wasn't even half an hour before we're clambering out of the car, trying not to laugh.

"I really hope we haven't had checks." Gally whispers to me as we begin walking back to our rooms.

"I don't even care if we did, I'm too happy to care." I tell him as I stare up at him, now standing at the thin strip of wall between our rooms.

"I'll see you at breakfast?" He asks looking down at me.

"Save me a seat." I say with a smile, and he leans down and kisses me to the lips before pulling away and walking into his room, and I do the same walking into my room with the largest smile on my face.

#fanfic #romance #fiction #writing #wattpad #gally tmr x reader #gally tmr #tmr gally #gally x reader #gally maze runner #gally #x reader #the maze runner #maze runner

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nescaveckwriter · 2 months

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Finding Hope - Spilled Coffee (Part One) 😱

Line: Attacked in their sleep 😱 will be in bold

A/N: YAY! My first one for @badthingshappenbingo 🤭, I'm pretty excited about this, its my first 'Criminal Minds - Fanfic' ☺️ so and its right in my favourite zone, so too say. I hope y'all enjoy this, it's going to be a whole series (almost like the tv series) 🤩 let me know if y'all like it💕 much love my bugsies 🐞💕

Warnings: 18+ Only! Some language, blood and gore, normal Criminal Minds stuff, going into depth off crime scenes etc, anything else I missed let me know💕

Characters: Aaron Hotchner, Dr. Spencer Reid, Penelope Garcia, Derek Morgan, JJ, Emily Prentiss, Meredith Lang.

Cover: Created by me. Also images from Pinterest and Canva.

Words:2143 😅

Chapter Name: Spilled Coffee (Part One)

Tring! Tring! The alarm clock gets louder and louder until the small hand, slaps it of the bedside table. Retreating her arm, till it's tucked under her pillow, adjusting her head a little so that her cheek gets all snug in the satin like pillow case. Not once opening her eyes, just her dark eyebrows furrowed at the noise. Stuck between the place of fast asleep, but still conscious enough, to know what's going on around you. As her body get swallowed up by the comfort of her queen sized bed, and her face relaxes, searching for the dream she just had, her cellphone starts ringing. Reaching for the vibrating phone, playing the music of Bon Jovi's I'll be there for you'

Her voice revealing that she's still halfway asleep... "Hello" the voice on the other end , filled with love and sweetness "Sweetie, I knew I had to call you, you never had such thing as time"

Confusion evident "Mom? Something wrong?"

Elderly laughter fills the speaker "no sweetie, aren't you starting your new job today?"

Her closed eyes flung open, "what! Mom I'm going to be so late, oh shit!"

"Sweetie language,";

"Sorry Mom, I better get my little behind moving"

"Okay sweetie I'll say goodbye now,"

"No, no please Mom, I'll put you on speaker, so that we can still chat, while I get ready"

Hearing the joy in her mother's voice "That'll be great sweetie" clearing her throat "are you excited for today?"

"Yes Mom, I just hope this new team is going to like me and we're going to fit in with eachother"

Clicking her tongue "oh sweetie, they will love you, everybody does!"

Laughter filling the newly unfurnished apartment "Mom, I'm sure your the only one who thinks that"

Her mother's voice starts to break "Sweetie, it's nothing dangerous right? Your just doing paperwork and profiling people from the inside of your office?"

"Yes mom, I don't go into the field, I am just like a analyst okay, stop worrying," clearing her voice "I'm going to say goodbye now Mom, need to finish up and then find the office, I love you to the moon and back"

"I'll never stop worrying about my children," letting a giggle escapes her lips "its my work! Sweetie please take care of yourself and I love you far and beyond" kissing sounds coming through the phone makes her laugh "you too Mom" blowing a kiss back, before she ends the call.

The laughter stops, after the call ended, she always feels so guilty, knowing she just lied to her Mom, who only thinks she does paperwork, well that, can't be further from the truth, she's a FBI Agent, who specializes in profiling and analyzing serial killers, rapist's, psychopath's and more and yes she's a field agent, but she'll never tell her mother that, she won't sleep at night, knowing her only daughter is out there trying to catch these people.

Giving herself a once over before heading out the door, dressed in black dress pants, and a button up dark brownish shirt, letting her dark brown hair hang loosely over her shoulders and some black boots, without heels, if she needs to run after a suspect, she doesn't want to look like some flamingo trying to balance, laughing at her own comment she locks the apartment door, and walks to her modest looking car, still the same little car her daddy gave her when she went to college. Starting the engine hearing the purring sound only a vintage Volkswagen beetle can make she drives, towards her new workplace feeling somewhere between excited and terrified, but ready for the new challenge.

"Moring Babygirl" the smoky voice fills the bullpen

The blonde plump women's smile lights up "Morning hot stuff" and so the morning ritual begins like every other morning, except, this morning there awaiting a new agent to start.

The team sits down around the round table, drinking the coffee Rossi brought. Aaron Hotchner comes walking closer to join his team, his voice revealing the irritation his feeling, "This new agent is late by almost 30 minutes" the rest of the team shares glances at each other as they know, that there boss is not to happy right now.

The women with the dark Egyptian hairstyle, speaks with a stern voice "Hotch maybe their just having some trouble finding the place, have you met him/her?"

"No, the request came from the top, I just know his name is Edi Lang, but as for his skills, I have no idea"

The older classy man looks at Hotch his best friend, "Just give him a chance"

"I agree with Rossi," the slender blonde women's voice is calming.

Hotchner just sits down, taking the takeaway cup in his hand, swallowing the bitter liquid down.

The younger man with his light brownish hair starts to speak "According to experts at Harvard Medical School, chronic lateness is actually a positive indicator of how a person handles stress and can actually predict a longer life span for that person." saying as a matter of fact.

Morgan looks at him, mischief on his face "Trust boy genius to give us a little piece of Harvard"

Before he could reply someone comes walking through the door, dressed professionally, but looking a little lost, it's the sunny blonde who gets up and strides closer, her smile so inviting as she glances the woman over, at least 5f2' long dark hair, dressed as a FBI Agent, but something about her seems different done her friends. "Hey I'm Penelope Garcia and you are?" she sing-songs

A smile forms the women's heart-shaped lips her, voice sweet "Hello nice too meet you, I'm Edi Lang"

Penelope let's out a giggle "You're the new agent? Well welcome" she pulls the new comer into a hug.

She can't help but to hug this eccentric friendly women back, she kind of needed the hug. Something tells her, they are going to become good friends. The rest of the team comes closer, it's first Hotchner that speaks, his voice stern, his face strong, his jawline, revealing the frustration.

"Agent Lang, you're late"

Quickly analyzing him, figuring out he's probably her boss, "Sir, I'm really sorry, I might have over slept and then I had to get a coffee and Starbucks was full, and well I can't function without my cup of Jo" she let's out a giggle. The man with his short brown hair, now has a even deeper frown crinkling between his eyebrows. He holds out his hand to shake the new agents hand, but as she reaches over, adjusting the cup of coffee from her right to her left hand, her handbag slides down her shoulder knocking the cup of coffee, onto the bosses white shirt and striped tie.

Her eyes widens, "Oh shit, I'm so sorry sir, Let me help you clean that" He just glares at her his brown eyes piercing hers, "Leave it, I got a spare in my office"

Running her hand over her face, sighing "that is the best first impression ever Edi" mumbling to herself.

The handsome, tall man laughs. "You are not what we expected for sure, Edi? I'm Derek Morgan" he holds out to shake her hand.

While shaking his hand she begins to speak. "Nice to meet you Agent Morgan"

The other two women comes walking the dark haired women, speaks first , "Nice to meet you, I am Emily Prentiss"

The women with the blonde shoulder length hair shakes her hand next "I'm Jennifer Jareau, but please call me JJ."

Derek shoves his best friend closer, "This here is Boy wonder Dr. Spencer Reid, he doesn't shakes hands" letting out a giggle.

"Really Derek" the tall man glares at his friend

"Nice too meet you Dr. Reid" she smiles.

A smile tugs at his lips, as he looks at her, "Nice too meet you , wow, Only around 2% of people in the world have green eyes,"

Letting out a little laugh, "Oh really I didn't know that, now I feel extra special"

Garcia looks at her, "What type of name is Edi?"

"Garcia, You can't ask her that" he scolds her, turning around to face the new comer "I'm David Rossi, if you want good coffee, and great recipes I'm the one you asks" he smiles

Laughing "Thank you, nice to meet you, and Penelope, it's okay, my name is Meredith, but please call me Edi, only my moms, calls me Meredith when she's angry at me"

Laughter fills the bullpen, Hotchner look out from his office, a smile tugging, trying to profile this woman, but not quite getting there just yet, all he knows, so far, she seems to be outgoing, friendly, clumsy and late.

After she met everyone, Garcia gave her, her desk, which is just a desk in front of Dr. Reid's, she sit there, adjusting her office chair to be slightly higher so that she can sit with her torso at the edge, instead of her chest. Cussing herself for not wearing heels, as her feet is a bit lifted in the air. Taking the only thing she took for her office desk, out of her handbag. Placing the photo frame on the right side of her desk.

Derek's husky voice behind her makes her startled, "Hey, if you need anything just howler."

"Thank you, I will"

He picks up the picture frame, it's a older photo of Edi and some blonde girl, there in a parking lot, about sixteen - seventeen year old Edi, in a shopping cart, laughing as the other girl pushes her. "Your sister?"

Letting out a sad laugh "No, sort of, my best friend Hope, it's a reminder so to say"

"Oh nice, it looks like you two were having fun" he says before walking away, knowing he shouldn't pry.

Just shaking her head, mumbling underneath her breath, "we had so much fun that day" tracing over the photo.

The team gets called into the bullpen, Garcia's voice sad " A married couple were attacked in their sleep, with what looks like a hammer, sad to say the wife didn't make it" clearing her voice, "but it doesn't look like it was the first time the unsub did this, I've got multiple other cases about three, in Wisconsin, Green Bay"

Hotchner takes the file in his hands, getting out of his chair "Wheels up in ten, you ready Agent Lang"

The whole team just nods, and she just mimics a yes, as she get's up.

While there up in the air, she hears Rossi, read a quote to himself "While seeking revenge dig two graves - one for yourself" Glancing at her new team, everyone is on the plane except Penelope, she's back at the office giving them guidance, the heart of any good team.

While flipping through the file in front of her, trying to see what is the unsub motivation," four house invasions in total, and in each one the female victims doesn't make it, but the male does, the weapon of choice seems to be a hammer, its a brutal way to beat someone, but its as if the unsub doesn't want to put he's hands on the victims, as if his holding back, but he's also filled with so much rage, so pain, specifically towards women" reading over the one case file, closing her eyes, watching the scene play off in her mind " entering through the front door, as if I have a key, walking right past the two children's bedroom as if I know this house inside and out, straight to the main bedroom, first I'm bringing the hammer to the man, so that I can weaken him, then the rage is starting to build up, as I'm smashing this piece of metal all over the man's body, bringing intense fear in the woman, grinning as a throw the first blow to the women, hearing her fearful screams motivates me, giving me a sense of justice, like she's getting what she deserves, the more she cries and begs, the harder the beating. until finally she's left lifeless, not caring about how I leave the scene, I walk out leaving the bloody footprints everywhere, I'm confident, I fit in, yet I'm invisible enough so that, no one will suspect me." as she opens her eyes, the whole team is looking at her, as if she's gone crazy, realizing she must've said it out loud. stuttering "I...I'm sorry"

Rossi smirks "That was pretty quick analyzing done there, you might just fit in perfectly here"

A slight blush creeping on her cheeks, by the older man's comment. The rest of the flight everyone is quiet and in their own little worlds, just Dr. Reid glancing at her now and then. But every time their eyes meets he looks away. Adjusting herself in the seat, so that she can get some sleep before she lands, knowing that the moment they land, it's going to be all hands on deck.

Part One Here :)

#bad things happen bingo #nescveckwriter #criminal minds fic #criminal minds fanfiction #derek morgan #jj criminal minds #emily prentiss #aaron hotchner #dr spencer reid #finding hope #Spotify

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snow-143 · 8 months

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Water Coloured Tears | Jeon Jungkook

five- mommy’s boy (0.8k words)

'TAEEEEE. YOU BETTER GET YOUR ARSE UP AND READY TO LEAVE IN THE NEXT 5 MINUTES OR I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL SMOTHER YOU WITH THAT MONSTOSITY OF A TEDDY YOU SPOON EVERY NIGHT.' A muffled groan is all I receive in response.

I grab a slider on my way to his room, and very gracefully dive right onto of his barely conscious form. I find far too much amusement in the screech he lets out, although I'm sure the rest of the building doesn't.

'Jesus Christ are you trying to kill me? How does someone so small weigh so much?'

His complaints are met with the slider being flung at his head. 'We're gonna be late, sunshine.'

Groggily he rubs his sleep ridden eyes, 'Ughhh, how's it Monday already.'

Snorting at him I stand up from his bed, 'Just hurry up will you? Wouldn't want you to miss out on the honour of a two hour lecture with my company.'

'Okay, but doesn't laying in bed with me cuddling you all morning sound soooo much better?' He's smirking at me now.

'Don't flatter yourself, anyway, both you and me know that you always end up as the little spoon.'

Huffing he finally stands up, 'You're worse than my mother.'

'What, does your mother spoon you too?'

'First of all, so what if she does, my mother loves me very much. Secondly, I meant your nagging.'

'AWWWW someone's a mommy's boy.' I squish his puffy morning cheeks. ' And someone's got to be the responsible roommate, and that's certainly not you. You're basically an overgrown puppy.'

'At least I'm cute. You're like a vicious black cat.' It's said as an insult but I beam at him.

'I love cats! Anyway, stop distracting me! I will dress you myself and drag you out of that door if I have to.'

'You know, if you wanted to get me naked you could just say that.' And there's that smirk again.

'Sorry to break it to you, but blondes aren't my type.' Ruffling his hair, I turn around to leave his room. 'Oh, and if you aren't ready in at least 3 minutes I'm leaving without you and telling the whole class you have explosive diarrhoea.'

I hear his chuckle from the hallway before he calls out, 'Yes, ma'am.'

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'Well that was excruciating.' The lecture has just ended and I'm 99.9% sure everyone feels like the life has been sucked out of them.

'I swear Mr Chen enjoys making his students miserable. There's no other reason why he'd do this.' Laughing at Tae's reply I ask if he's up for our usual Monday brunch. We both have a gap before our next lesson so it's become kind of a tradition.

I'm met with a guilty smile, 'About that..'

'Tae. Do not tell me you're bailing on our tradition.'

'I'm sorry, but my next period was cancelled and I sort of have this thing.'

'What thing?' My face defiantly resembles the sus emoji right now.

'A date? I think?'

'You're ditching me for a date and weren't even gonna tell me? I'm wounded. What happened to bros before hoes?' Clutching my chest I act as if I'm physically in pain.

'I swear she means nothing to be. You're still my one and only, sweety pie.' We gaze into each others eyes for what feels like an eternity, both with a serious expression painted on. He breaks first, bursting out into laughter but I follow not long after. The looks we get are humbling but whenever I'm with Tae I cant seem to care.

'Have fun on your date. You better tell me every detail when you get back tomorrow.'

'Hey, have some faith in me I don't always hook up with them on the first date.' Giving him a sceptical look, I shake my head.

'Goodbye, Taehyung. And for the love of God use protection. No one wants a mini Tae running around, you cause enough chaos as it is.'

'At least I get some action, you're just sexually frustrated all the time.'

I slap him on the arm before shooing him off.

Great, now I have an hour to kill before I have my art class. With no other than Jeon Jungkook. This project is going to be the death of me. I've went from having to see him twice a week, every Monday and Friday, to having to actually interact with him three times a week.

We decided that we should meet every Wednesday as well as the art classes, mostly to take the photos and discuss how were getting on. Then during the actual class we can focus on making the art.

Luckily, I brought a book with me to fill up this hour.

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a/n: no jk in this one unfortunately however roommate tae content!

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spookymultimedia · 4 months

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Small oneshot I made of Leia coming out to Nichole

Word count: 709

I laid on the bedroom floor of their girlfriends room and stared up at the ceiling from the cushy sleeping bag. I was ruminating about my gender again. I'm trans. I'm a transgender girl. Last week I had came out to Craig but I'm too scared to tell anyone else about it. I just don't want to disappoint people who knew me as a boy. I dunno.

“Hey,” Nichole whispered from her bed, “you awake?”

“Yeah.” I sat up. She turned on her bedside lamp. It was nearly 1 am on her alarm clock.

“Oh good because I can't sleep. Hold on,” she turned out the light and pulled out her pillow pet before turning the light on. The room had a soft pink glow. “there, now it's less obvious we're awake.”

“You've done this before huh?” I couldn't help a small giggle.

“Uh yeah.” she slid off her bed and sat next to me.

I needed to tell her. I needed to tell her now. It was killing me keeping this a secret from her. She deserved to know the truth.

“Nichole.” I touched her hand.

“Yeah?”

My throat suddenly got all choked up.

“Is there something you need to tell me?” she held my hand. Fuck. I love her so much. Tears pricked my eyes.

“What's wrong?”

“I'm scared you'll hate me.”

“Well what is it?”

“I'm not a boy.”

“Oh. . .are you trans?”

“Yeah.” I rubbed my eye.

She pulled me into a hug. I hugged her back and leaned on her shoulder. I tried to stop crying but I couldn't stop.

“Why are you crying?”

“It's dumb but I'm scared you'd break up with me.”

“What? No, I'm pansexual. I don't care.”

I sat up holding her hands.

“But you fell in love with me as a boy, I thought you'd be disappointed that I'm not Tolkien.”

“No way, I just want you to be you. I love you. I like how genuine you are. I love how you're a good friend. I love your giggles. I love all of you.” she cupped my cheeks. I blushed.

“I love you too.” I mumbled in awe.

“Okay, so you want me to use she/her for you?”

“Uh, not yet, I'm not completely out to all my friends yet. But when I am out, yeah. She/her or they/them is cool.”

“Is that why you've been going by the name Tea lately?”

“Yeah. But it’s technically the first initial of my old name. I know I want something different but I haven't figured that out yet.”

“Okay.” She petted my hands. I smiled.

“Who else knows?” she asked.

“Only Craig Tucker. I told him I hated being a boy.”

She nodded.

“Are you going to come out to your parents?”

“Probably. I'm just nervous I'll disappoint my Dad. I don't wanna tell him I hate the name he gave me or that I'm not his son anymore.”

“They're allies aren't they?”

“Yeah, they pro-lgbt. But I don't know.”

“Well my parents are supportive too, so you're safe here. I have a cousin who's trans and they love him.”

I nodded.

“You ok?”

“I just really don't feel at home in my body.” I mumbled.

“I could braid your hair sometime.”

I blinked wide eyed, “Really? You'd do that?”

“Yeah, when you're ready. Have you had your hair different before?”

“Not really, no. I'm sick of looking at it.”

“Yeah, it sounds miserable. Being in a body that doesn't feel like yours.”

“It really is.”

“Can I kiss you?” She mumbled.

“Yeah,” I giggled.

She kissed my cheek that made me giggle more.

“Sshhh!” She said trying to contain herself too. We stared at each other quietly for a moment.

“You're my girlfriend.” She said with a smile.

A glimmer of euphoria danced within me.

“Yeah.”

“We're girlfriends.”

“I sure hope people don't start drawing weird Yuri art of us.”

It was her turn to giggle as quietly as possible.

I yawned.

“Oh I'm keeping you awake aren't I?”

“A little bit.” I rubbed my eyes.

“Sorry, yeah. We should really go to sleep.” She crawled up into her bed and turned off the light.

“Goodnight Tea.”

“Night.” I went to sleep feeling lighter than before.

#south park #south park fanfiction #leia black #nichole daniels #tokole

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faejilly · 11 months

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Any random headcanons/theories about sh warlocks? The spiral labyrinth, how magic even works, why Magnus is the best (what I'm not biased, it's the objective truth, how dare). This isn't really a fic prompt, but i won't complain if you turn it into one 🩵

And a reminder to take care of yourself! If you need water or meds or a good nap

I HAVE SO MANY THEORIES!

(and also I got good sleep last night and just made a yummy drink! I even did remember all my meds with breakfast, too. AND MADE MY BED! It's a good self-care day. Thanks for checking in, that's very sweet of you. 😘)

I am IN FACT writing a "fic" that is full of all my weird lore/magic/worldbuilding thoughts called "The Down World For Dummies" By The High Warlock of Chicago. Who I made up, obviously, I don't care about canon for this. Her name is Runa Pryce, and the current draft is full of footnotes because I am easily amused and also #GNU Terry Pratchett. HERE ARE SOME (too many) HIGHLIGHTS BENEATH THE CUT (that do include the Spiral Labyrinth & why Magnus Is Best!):

Theory 1: Angels & Demons have nothing to do with religion/spirituality and are just multi-dimensional beings who get along like matter/anti-matter. This means that yes Angels are frequently assholes and Demons can in theory be fine because they're just weird individuals from other planes of existence. (Demons are mostly assholes too, because the things you have to do to travel dimensions basically disconnects you from your own world and that fucks most people up, even people who aren't human people.)

Theory 2: "Demons" are bad for our plane of existence because they basically eat it just by visiting, and if they're trying to get here in particular it's because they find our negative emotions especially delicious, so then they are generally very nasty to make the visit tastier.

"Angels" can't get anything resembling power/nutrition from our dimension, but can kind of scorch the edges of our reality if they're not careful. Which is boring for them, so that's why they're mostly not ever here.

HOWEVER, if angels accidentally break a dimension/realm, or the demons eat one all the way up, it screws up the balance between all the dimensions/realms, (and is possibly how some previously mundane realms 'fell' and became demonic ones) so the angels try to stop the demons when possible.

(This is in fact why Clary's Alliance Rune freaked them the fuck out. The Fae are the only known stable angel/demon combination. Every other attempt has pretty much made entire realms go boom.)

We're not really real to most of them though, and they're really really Not Human, so. As little contact as possible is probably good.

Theory 3: Multi-dimensional creatures cannot be killed when they're not in their proper dimension. Thus fighting demons & angels mostly just banishes them back home. However! If they're weak enough, their magical essence can't cross the Void between dimensions, and then they really do die. This is also why they usually need some sort of rift (or a very goaod spell) to get between dimensions. The Void isn't friendly, even to demons & angels. (Valak is actually a Void creature in this headcanon, thus why he is so very different than any of the other demons we see them fighting in the show.)

Theory 4: The reason demons keep making demon babies is the resonance of having an offspring of their own blood in a different dimension makes it easier to travel through the Void (they can both follow directly OR triangulate off the family ties, so to speak, and suddenly the trackless Void has directions, it's very handy for them) and having that resonance spread out among different dimensions gives them a boost magically in terms of raw power as well.

THIS IS SIMILAR TO HOW THE WARLOCKS MAKE THE SPIRAL LABYRINTH. It requires cooperative multi-dimensional magic, which no one else can do! You have to have multiple individuals with magical resonance in different dimensions who trust each other enough to balance out each other's magic enough to form & ward an area out of the Void that is resonant with multiple dimensions but not actually in any of them. Warlocks whose demon parent is from one of the lesser known dimensions are actually very valuable to the Spiral Labyrinth, because every new dimension they can add to the Labyrinth makes it both more stable and more powerful. (And probably bigger, though that's hard to tell with multi-dimensional spaces.)

Theory 5: I'm actually gonna quote the aforementioned fic-in-progress here, 'cause I like how my HWOC put it 😅

Warlocks are the children of mundanes and demons. They are inherently, naturally magical, with a magical core that is anchored in the Realm of their demonic heritage but resonates with the natural magic of the world they're born into. These cores continuously generate magic that is fueled and directed and shaped by their emotions. Warlocks are immortal and sterile, can cast spells and create potions out of a fantasy novel, are simultaneously, eternally, a part of and separate from the natural order of both their birth Realm and their demonic parent's Realm.

Theory 6: Is kind of specifically for my mer!Alec-verse, but I like to assume magic is very traditionally elemental since the Shadow World does seem to rely on very familiar magical tropes. In that case, magical species would have elemental strengths. Air: Nephilim, Earth: Fae (Seelies), Fire: Warlocks, Water: Mer-folk. (There's a whole thing in the mer!Alec-verse about how water magic is inherent to this Realm, rather than being about crossing between Realms like the other three, but I haven't quite figured out how that's going to manifest in the fic yet.)

Theory 7: Vampires & Werewolves are opposite ends of the demonic infection/magic spectrum, which is why they just really feel gross to each other.

Vampires are dead, after all, and Werewolves are Very Alive, heightened senses and healing factors and etc. (Elementally, to go back to Theory #6, Vampires are Death, while Werewolves are Life.) I like to think that, while not immortals, Werewolves generally live a few hundred years just because their bodies heal most everything that is part of mortal aging. They'd probably last even longer, except the Down World is of course prone to some vicious behavior and they tend to get injured or poisoned with silver enough over the years to slow them down. But! They cannot be immortal, because that is not life, that's like demons & angels, that's being inherently disconnected from your natural dimension just so you can fuck around with other dimensions. Werewolves die, because werewolves live.)

Theory 8: Fallen Angels are absolutely still a thing, formerly Angelic Dimension Natives who got corrupted or Fell or flung themselves willing through the Void for More Power. They can only survive if they can devote/link themselves to a demonic realm, and they are generally more powerful than anyone else because that means they have magical connections with two realms as well as the weird immortal power quirks of any other dimensional traveler.

Asmodeus is, for a variety of reasons (mostly spite probably), especially powerful even for a Fallen Angel, and Magnus is especially powerful even for a child-of-Asmodeus because he is one of the only Warlocks who really truly embraced and studied the native flow of magic HERE, both in terms of our leylines and weather and seasons and every other nerdy-thing he's ever learned, BUT ALSO, he knows he has to understand/acknowledge/face his OWN emotions to pull on that power. That's enough for him to get a balanced amount of power from his birth Realm as well as his Demonic Realm AND THEN, because he's the son of a Fallen Angel, he also gets his Father's Angelic Realm. And he's better at that than most Warlocks as well, because it's just more to learn, you know?

Theory 9: Many warlocks associate their emotions with their demonic heritage, since their magic usually manifested in a moment of fear/anger/loss of emotional control, but demonic magic isn't about emotions at all, that's the human side of them. Realizing that made a huge difference for Magnus after he got away from Asmodeus and started turning himself into who he wanted to be, rather than who everyone else thought he was.

This emotional awareness is also how/why Magnus can balance out the different magical influences through his emotions, because that's how humans work.

Which brings us to the fact that most of the warlocks we see have only one color of magic, but Magnus has at least three! The metallic gold & silver is very intellectual, all about curiosity and an academic sort of greed, always wanting to know more and mostly resonates with his angelic heritage. Blue is for elemental magic, instinctive and protective and comforting, natural magic, while red is demonic magic, pulled on through heightened emotions and, in his case, usually fear and/or anger.

#jilly answers #nadeen-the-spore #my sh rambling #tangential tuesday #the downworld (for dummies)#shadowhunters #this got Very Long #I am Not Sorry #also I have no idea how to tag this?#that I am sorry about #sh meta #sh worldbuilding well beyond the bounds of canon meta?

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currentlyfckingurmom · 11 months

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Her Song part 29

I pull the brush through my wet tangled hair, watching as Florence moves around the kitchen in nothing but my t-shirt, her hair just as wet as mine from our shower. I set the brush down and walk behind her, pulling her back into my front. Our equally bare legs brush together as I wrap my arms around her waist and press a kiss to her neck, prompting her to giggle and turn her head to meet my lips in a kiss.

She fully turns around in my arms and deepens the kiss, slipping her tongue between my lips and pushing me against the kitchen counter, stealing my breath. I don't care how many times we've done this in the past twenty-four hours, it has yet to get old.

The apartment door swings open and Florence jumps backward away from me. Ash raises an eyebrow at us, telling Syd to go put her bag down in her room.

"Really?" she snickers. "We left at 10 yesterday morning. It's now noon and you're still fucking on the nearest surface. Lesbians, I swear."

"Flo is bi," I correct.

"You know what I mean. Sooo...how was it?" she asks with a shit-eating grin.

"Fuck off," I groan. I meet Florence's eyes and our faces burn in matching shades of scarlet.

Syd comes running into the kitchen, stopping to analyze Florence and I's outfits. "Why aren't you wearing pants? Is it no-pants day? Can I take off my pants?"

"Uh, no, we were just...doing laundry. So we took off our pants to wash them...We'll go get dressed," Florence stutters through an excuse.

She leads the way into my bedroom and I close the door behind us, leaning back against it. I immediately laugh at her poor excuse of a lie.

"Shut up," she whines, smacking my shoulder. "What did you want me to say?"

"She's five. You could've just said it was no-pants day."

"Fair point."

We get dressed in comfortable silence. "Are we...are we going to tell her about us?"

I mull over my words before answering. "We will eventually, I promise. I just want to make sure that this is set in stone before we tell her. I don't want to set her up for heartbreak, you know? Especially with...her condition."

"I know. There's no rush, darling, I promise. I love Syd, and that's not going to change. I only want what's best for her. And you."

I grab her hand and gently tug her closer, kissing her softly and slowly. The kiss doesn't last long because we're smiling too hard. We stand in one another's embrace, basking in the moment of easy happiness.

A piece of paper slides under the bedroom door and I break the hug to pick it up.

I read it and snort. "It's a note from Ash. It says 'You guys better not be fucking in there because I want food.'"

"Oh, god," Florence laughs adorably. I smile at her, watching the way her eyes crinkle with that raspy laugh of hers. "What?" she asks, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Nothing, I just...you're really amazing, you know that? I wouldn't trade what we have for the world."

"Yeah, well, you're not so bad yourself, I suppose."

"Shut up," I laugh, tossing the note in the trash can next to my bed.

"I'm just kidding. I've never been happier than I am with you, love."

I smile uncontrollably, blushing hard as I look anywhere but at her. Did this woman just call me love? "Cool," I say, my voice a bit too high to be natural.

"You're a dork," she snorts.

"Oh, but I heard chicks dig that."

She pauses, looking at me quizzically for a moment. "Was that a Natasha reference?"

I laugh and shrug, opening the bedroom door and walking into the kitchen to feed the vultures.

Ash stays at the apartment all afternoon and into the night, so we decide to have a movie marathon. Of course, two and a half movies later, Syd and Florence are sound asleep cuddling on the other end of the couch. Florence has an arm wrapped around Syd's small body. The satanist's head is resting on Flo's stomach, her face hidden by a beanie. I can't believe how good Flo is with her. How much they love each other.

"You really like her, don't you?" Ash says quietly from beside me. I look away from Florence to meet Ash's soft gaze, finding that she's already looking at me.

"Yeah, I do," I smile.

"I'm happy for you, Y/N. Just be careful, okay? I know you only love her for her, but she is a celebrity. That's a lot to deal with, especially with a kid."

"I know that, but I've thought this through. I want this. I want her." I pause, blushing. "And I never said I love her."

"You didn't have to. I know you better than anyone, Y/N. Just promise me you won't let her break your heart? Because I really don't wanna have to kill Florence Pugh."

"I promise." We seal it by interlocking our pinkies, laughing at how childish the action is. This, right here. The girl of my dreams, my best friend, and the child I would give up everything to protect. This is all I need. Now and forever.

I wake up around three in the morning when my phone dings with a text message. I stretch my arm out to grab it off the coffee table, trying not to disturb Ash who is asleep on my shoulder.

I unlock the display and open the message from the unknown number. My heart lurches in my chest. A picture. No, two. Not just pictures. A picture of my apartment building from the street below, and a picture of my apartment door from the hallway.

Another message comes through, though this time it isn't a picture.

Unknown: Found you. See you soon.

Five words. Just those five simple words are enough to make me forget how to breathe. Not because I have some random stalker. No, I can't breathe because I know exactly who sent these messages. And it's my worst fucking nightmare.

Found you.

I don't ever want you to leave me, my darling You and me were meant to be together, my darling And if I cannot have you, no one can, you're my darling 'Cause I possess your soul, your mind, your heart, and your body

#florence pugh x reader

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argisthebulwark · 1 year

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I mean if we're just out here putting Brynjolf in all kinds of ~💖fun💖~ situations, any chance you'd be willing to write a follow up of this where he finally catches up to Mercer? Please? *Puppy eyes*

OOOOH time to write fucked up angry Brynjolf. thank you so much for this opportunity because he deserves some rage.

content warnings: explicit violence, depictions of grief/mental illness, blood/injury.

i listened to. a lot of old hawthorne heights while writing this if u want some vibes.

Karliah would never forget the first time she met Brynjolf. Mercer had questioned the kid's abilities but Gallus saw something in him no one else did. She could still picture Brynjolf's toothy smile when he showed up in the Ragged Flagon, eyes shining with hope every time he looked at Gallus. He was a young lad back then, still gangly and stuck in that awkward phase between childhood and adolescence but he was talented. He could sneak through the Cistern without making a noise and stayed up all night just to practice his lockpicking, determined to be the best.

That boy was gone.

When Karliah saw Brynjolf looming over Mercer the hope in his eyes was dead. There was a glint of malice when his dagger traced along Mercer's throat, tipping his chin up until he met Brynjolf's gaze. The young lad she'd known so well was gone, yet another loss at Mercer's hand. Brynjolf's smile was cruel and unfamiliar when he leaned toward Mercer.

"We need to move." Karliah reminded him as the water tickled at her ankles. Brynjolf grunted out a noncommittal reply and she saw how far gone he was, entirely lost in his need for vengeance.

"You're going to feel every bit of pain I feel." Brynjolf's voice was dangerous and Mercer had the audacity to sneer at him.

"You always were too soft, Brynjolf." His eyes rolled toward Karliah and she waited for whatever awful surprise he had next. "I told Gallus that but clearly he didn't listen and now look at the mess we're in."

"Don't say his fucking name."

"Oh come on, Karliah. Aren't you over this by now?" Every bit of her body burned with the rage she'd tamped down years ago as if it was fresh and new. She saw Brynjolf's hand quivering on the dagger and the tears rolling down his cheeks.

"You deserve the kill." Brynjolf spoke through gritted teeth, eyes never straying from Mercer. "You've been planning this for ages."

"Go on, Brynjolf." Karliah knew what he was feeling, that unending grief that was surely eating at him. She knew that hunger for violence was the only reason he'd been able to get out of bed and trek halfway across the continent. She'd been there before and relearned how to survive but Brynjolf's loss was too new.

"We all know you're not going to kill me." Karliah watched in horror as Brynjolf's eyes softened just a touch. Mercer was under his skin. She knew how badly Brynjolf wanted to believe the man who had taught him how to pickpocket and shoot a bow, the one that always gave him tough love when he felt Gallus was being too soft on him. Mercer had been the only constant in his life through all of the loss and abandonment and part of her worried that Brynjolf's resolve would break.

"Come now, Bryn." Mercer's hand carefully covered Brynjolf's where it was twisted into the front of his armor. The blade didn't lower but Brynjolf didn't strike, either. Karliah's breath stopped, readying her hand over the blade at her hip just in case. "This was all just a big mistake, right? You're not going to side with Karliah after she left you." She'd never heard Mercer's voice so soft. It was sickening. He was feeding on the trust he'd built with Brynjolf over the decades she'd been exiled. "She could have come back and told you at any point but she didn't, did she? She left you to me."

"Shut up." Brynjolf sobbed, the tip of his dagger drawing a pinprick of blood from Mercer's throat. She had to believe in him.

"Who took care of you all those years? When you cried every time you saw Gallus' handwriting who helped you move on?"

"I said shut up!"

"You're going to be a good lad and listen to me." Mercer's voice hardened. He had the upper hand. Karliah drew her blade and aimed it at Mercer but he didn't make a move, just stared right back at Brynjolf. "We're going to get rid of Karliah and go back to the Guild. We're going to explain what happened here and go back to how we were before your little recruit ruined everything."

Brynjolf's hand steadied, tears stopping at Mercer's words. Karliah's heart ached for Brynjolf when she saw the rage eating away at him but it was enough to get Mercer out of his mind.

"You killed her." Brynjolf breathed the words, ignoring the water rising to their knees. Mercer's body was half underwater but he didn't seem to care. "I was going to marry her and you took her from me."

"She got in my way. She had to go. Someday you'll-"

Mercer's words devolved into gurgles when Brynjolf's dagger punched through his armor. His blood stained the water as it rose around his body, eyes staring blindly up at Brynjolf while he sunk beneath the waves.

"It's over." Karliah sheathed her blade and patted Brynjolf's armored shoulder. He was silent as he followed her out of the chamber, paddling at her side until they reached solid ground. She wanted to remind him to change out of his wet armor but stopped when she saw the look on his face.

He was far, far away. Brynjolf stared into the distance as he deflated against the cave wall, dagger dropping at his side. She sat beside him and allowed herself to accept the knowledge he'd just had slammed into his mind. Their revenge was sated, there was no more anger to fuel them. The hardest part came next - moving on.

"What do I do?" Brynjolf whimpered and Karliah caught a glimpse of the boy she'd once known. She could still see the way he'd lean on Gallus after a verbal beatdown from Mercer and reached out, mimicking the way her love's hand would always pat him on the back.

"We'll figure it out together, Bryn." She promised, allowing the man she'd missed for so long to rest on her shoulder. He'd grown much taller but holding him felt like it healed the years she'd missed with him. "They wouldn't want us to die with them."

#brynjolf #skyrim #writing #asks #angst #karliah

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sparkbeast20 · 2 years

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Don't drink your feelings away (Asmodeus X (OC)Luis)

Summary: Asmo and Luis talk about the event happen at the Fall

Part 1

Warning: A bit of internalized homophobia, Past relationships, and Suggestive/Implied part at the middle and end.

The walk back to the house was quiet and tense, but Asmo choose not to say anything. He knew that Luis wouldn't even talk back to him.

As soon they we're back inside the house Asmo calls out Luis' name as he close the door behind them. But Luis shook his head and mutters "Let's talk tomorrow" before walking to the guest room which uses to be Tia's room. But ever since she moved into Lucifer's room after the student council trials her room is converted into a guest room for Luis, Vin and Carlos to use whenever they visits them. While Oscar was offered a personal room at the castle by Diavolo himself.

Asmo sighs in defeat before heading upstairs to his room. While passing by his brothers rooms he stop in between Lucifer's and Mammon's room and there he can hear both of his brothers flirting with their significant other which made Asmo even more sulkier from what his night turned into. Well his not going to let his brother have fun tonight. If his going to sulk then they have to sulk too!

He put on a dramatic frown and start tearing up and knocks on both his brother's door loud enough that he wouldn't be ignored.

Both door slam opens "What!!" Both brothers yell in unison. Mammon was only wearing pants and Lucifer had the decency to wear his robe.

"I had a bad night~" Asmo whines as tears falls from his eyes.

"I don't give a crap-"

"Asmo?" Mammon was cut off by Carlos placing a hand on his shoulder. "What happened?" He knew that Carlos would care even if is only because it involves Luis. He knows that Luis was going on a date with him so seeing Asmo and saying he had a bad night made him concerned about his older brother.

"We we're having such a fun night at town~ we went window shopping~ had a nice dinner and went to the Fall to have some drinks..." Asmo trails off for a moment. "But as soon as I mention that Demonus can't get a human drunk. He just stayed by the table while I was dancing my ass off!"

After hearing Asmo out Carlos sighs and walk around Mammon and walk over to Asmo. He place a hand on his shoulder. "Let's talk somewhere... Private"

Lucifer offered his room, all three walked in the room and Lucifer closed the door. Tia was slipping into one of Lucifer's shirt when the three walked in. Each of the guest took a sit, with Asmo siting in one the armchair while Carlos and Mammon sat next to each other in the couch.

Carlos started, "Look, Luis has always been this distance whenever it comes to party scenes but he tend to put on a brave face if it means that his partner is there. I never go to those, but both Vin and Oscar did mention that Luis changed after his third break-up with partner. This was during my time aboard to the US. So I don't have the full context to this change in behavior"

Then Asmo turned to Tia, who she and Lucifer we're siting on the edge of his bed with Tia leaning on to Lucifer and he has arm wrap around her waist. "Both Oscar and Vin told me that Luis was in a depressive state and that I shouldn't get involve and just focus on my studies."

"Vin talked about a fight he had with Luis about this and it ended with Oscar had to step in and break-up the fight. Luis left for a month after that. It would've been longer if hadn't for our Tatay tracking him and dragging him back home." Carlos leans on to Mammon and the demon quickly drape his arms over the human's shoulders. "Luis always stayed and dealt with his emotional issues. But again, that happened after his third break-up."

"Where's Vin now? Can we get him here?"

"He's not here. He went to Thirteen's place to spend time with her." Tia answer him.

"And Oscar?"

"You know where he is Asmo" Lucifer responds. "Look, just go and talk to him. His siblings aren't tell you what to do with your relationship and how to fix it"

But Asmo moans and whines as he leans back on his chair. "But I don't want to come off as pushy or Clingy! What if he doesn't like me prying into his personal life"

"You are part of his personal life now" Carlos interject before he sigh and sat up straight. "Look, What Luis needs is someone like you Asmo. He can be stubborn and thinks that he knows best. But in truth he doesn't what to hurt you. Thus keeping his distance"

"That's right. Luis is like our Tay. He tend to keep to himself so that we wouldn't be burden with his personal issues, heck it was Luis who step in and drag our Tay of his self-loathing state. Now he needs you Asmo" Tia adds in.

Asmo glance down on the floor letting Tia's and Carlos' words sink in. "I guess I have no choice huh?"

The two humans nod, after Carlos stood up and stretch his arms up and let out a tired yawn. "Good. Now thanks with this development. It seem that I'll be sleeping with you tonight" He turn to Mammon who blushed.

"Wh- What! I mean yeah!" He jump out off the couch and drape his arms over Carlos' shoulder in return the human reach up with the hand close to Mammon's hand and intertwined his hand into the demon's hand. Before Mammon leads them out of the room. "No for real? Were ya planning to go back to the guest room before any of this" Carlos chuckle and the two head out and back the greedy demon's room.

Asmo watch that all happen and in the back of his mind he want something like that with Luis. He huffs and stood up proudly before walking out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Tia sigh before flopping back on the bed, push herself back to the pillows before turning to her side, grab a pillow hugging it and close her eyes. But then she felt a body press against her from behind and two wrap around her and pull her close.

"Who said you can sleep?" Tia look over her shoulder with a puppy dog eye as if she innocent. Lucifer eyes can see right through that act.

"Were we doing anything before Asmo knock on the door?" She mutters while trading her fingers on Lucifer's arms. He smirk and with a swift move, he lay Tia on her back, using his body to pin her down.

He grins before leaning down and gave a quick peck on her lips. "Yes. And I'm not planning to let my brother ruin what I started"

Tia didn't want to end either, she just loves playing innocent and clueless. She wrap her arms around Lucifer's neck and pull him into a passionate and hungry kiss he gladly pushes into the kiss and the two begin their night.

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He bless Oscar for bring some Crimson Horse with them for this exact occasion. After having at least three bottles already, Luis can feel the alcohol taking effect. He drunkenly grin as he lean against the wall by the by and look at the ceiling reminiscing the first time he kissed Asmo and how it literally took his breath away.

Its been such a long time he felt like that. Not feeling shame of kissing a another man in front a crowded and public area. He wasn't even drunk that time.

Look back, Luis thinks about his previous relationship and how they all crash down. All because he blame himself for all of them ending.

First there was his first crush in high school where he tried to hang out with him more soon they became best friends though he was still on the fence about making a move. But as the days goes by, some of the girls in his class started a rumors that he and his friend might be gay. Which lead his friend slowly stop hanging out with him. And their last interaction was him telling Luis that he doesn't want to mistaken to be Gay. Luis, who was still confuse at the time thought the same thing.

So when he was in his last year of high school he started dating this girl in his class. He proudly pat himself on the back for being "Normal" However when she started asking him to tag along with her friend who are all party goers. He wasn't interacting with any of them which lead him and his girlfriend into an argument about his "social" skills and how he should be more open and least stoic.

He begrudgingly agrees. But it wasn't doing him any favors, for one thing, he found all the guy friends of that group are all spoiled rich kids who parents are in someway connected to someone in offices of Region. So he didn't open up to them about his family since his father is wanted by some corrupt people in power. This when on until three months before Graduation where his girlfriend broke things off and the reason is that she doesn't find him that interesting and that his statues as school's Bad boy was just all for show which is actually is. Though she did told him that she wouldn't tell anybody.

First break up hurts the most, so when Luis entered College and met with all sort of expectation from his course and personal problems arise in his family which he had to help. He felt like life is beating him. That wasn't until he met this guy from Social science. He and him started hanging out and soon that guy asked him out which Luis was taken aback by him. But he manage to convince him that is okay to be gay and that he shouldn't be ashamed by his sexuality. After giving it some thought, Luis accept and they officially started to date. Though since Luis is still hesitant he told his partner that he doesn't want their relationship known yet, which his partner wasn't happy about it but agrees.

However as the days goes by, his partner wanted to make their relationship public at least with their friend group more on his since Luis' friends are more... Rougher.

But Luis who gotten a warning from his father to kept things private since there was a big spree of killing of people against a certain politician which his father is one of the target. He agrees and understood. However, his partner wanted to know why he doesn't which Luis said that he can. That lead to them argue and having a fight about Luis internalize hatred about his sexuality which Luis take offense, yes he did have that self-hatred but after finally realize that he might be gay or bi he doesn't see the reason for his self-hatred.

At that moment, Luis decide that he should break things off. He told him that his better off with someone that his more what he needs a partner. What broke Luis to bits, is how fast his partner agrees and left as if he was waiting for this break up.

That break up was the final straw for Luis. He dropped out of college and started to enter some underground fight with Vin. In his own words, the pain is the best way to numb the stress and ache that is flooding his mind, emotionally and mentally.

However, His father and Oscar found out and put a stop to his reckless behavior Luis and Vin have been doing. Which lead him and his father having a fight that lead to Luis being hospitalize for a week and his father getting an injury that was permanent hence him not fit to lead his business.

Guilt Ridden for causing this to his father. Luis put it upon himself to take his father's place, though he had to work on earning his father's men trust especially after what he did to his father.

A year has gone by, in one of the mission to prove himself, Luis was task to guard a drag queen who is a nephew of a politician because he did something to upset a rival politician who was running against.

Because of that for half of a year Luis stood by this drag queen whenever he had his competition that he entered, soon they became friends and actually enjoyed watching drag.

In one of these contest, he met his third partner who is the brother of one of the contestant. His friend encourage him go for it.

Again he hesitant but ultimately agrees and walk up to the guy and started with small talk, then exchange of numbers.

From there they started dating, and for the longest time Luis feels like he was happy. That wasn't until something happen to Carlos that lead all his focus on his family again and not enough on his boyfriend.

That lead to a discussion on whether or not Luis should leave his family to start his own life. That moment all Luis see was red, out of all his partners never in his life that one of them would even suggest that idea.

That moment he just told him that was something that he can't do, and suggesting to him gives off the impression that this isn't going to work out. There wasn't a long argument or questioning anything personal. This break up was because Luis can't be with someone who wants him to leave his family when the life is getting tough.

That was when Luis begun his spree of self-destruction. Starting fights with people in the same job as he and destroying properties which almost got him caught by the police, if it hadn't for Vin trailing him during all of this.

Upset seeing his brother going down this path, Vin confronted him which tick Luis off and the two start fighting. Luckily Oscar got a call from Luis' friend about the fight and rush down and put a stop to it. However Luis left that area and went off on his own.

It was Tia that told her father about Luis. He was in the US with Carlos for his Surgery when he got the news. He went back to the Philippines and tracked down his son and gave him a talk that life can be cruel, but you don't let it dictated how you live your life.

After time of convincing him, Luis agrees and went home. Ever since he never want of seeking a relationship with another again... until he met Asmo.

Back to the present, Luis has fallen asleep when someone start knocking at the door. He was too drunk to verbally say something. He just groans and turn his back towards the door.

The door open and Asmo peek in and saw the room is slight lit with a center light of the room and at the bed he saw Luis laying on his side with empty bottles beside the bed.

He let himself in and close the door behind him, then slowly walks towards the bed. He looks down on Luis' sleep form before taking a sit on the edge of the bed.

He sat there in silence for half an hour, that when Luis spoke "You think I'm pathetic huh?"

Asmo's eyes widen before letting out a quiet gasps "No... I don't your pathetic"

"Oh Maybe I'm emotionless" Luis drunkenly giggles before turning to lay on his back and start laughing as he grab the side of his face. "Yeah I get that a lot! Luis smile more? Luis why wouldn't you laugh more? Luis come on share your feelings? Luis You're a heartless bastard! Oh You'll never meet someone who would love you this way if you don't change-"

"Fucking Enough!" He stops the second Asmo snap. He kept his face looking up the ceiling making hard for Asmo to see his eyes. He does see his lips slightly pouts. "Don't ever degrade yourself like this!"

"But its the truth." This time Luis spoke so quietly that it beardly a whisper "No one wants to be with me like this. Hell my only solution? Getting drunk? Didn't last long for any of them. All saw through my bullshit. How I rather be drunk then to be actually what they want."

"But that's not what I want!" Asmo yell before calming down. He sighs then lay down on his side facing Luis. "I was fine for you not dancing along with back there. I never want to force you into doing something you don't want to do"

"Are you fine others seeing me with you?" He ask, still looking up to the ceiling. "Asmo your a person would ravel in attention. I don't want to the reason for others to see you in some negative light."

"Luis. I'm a Demon. I bass in the negative light"

"Still, I don't want to embarrass you for being with me." He pull down his hand before turning his head to the side facing Asmo. The demon saw his emotionless expression but in his eyes are doubt and resentment to himself. "I want to be someone that makes you happy. But I can't do that with how I am"

"Do you know want actually makes me happy?" Asmo ask. Luis' eye turn confuse before he slightly shook his head. Asmo reach out his hand and caresses Luis' cheek. He flinch for a second before leaning into his touch closing his eyes and sighing. "I'm happy when we're together like this. Now just that, I'm happy to get to see you when your not drunk. I'm been with emotional demons and humans in my life. But you stood out, you. Someone who's been through a lot in his life and yet kept a straight faces and kept on keeping his family safe. And never ask something in return only the love he finds within his family. Its rare to see. At times I want you to be selfish and think about yourself for once in a while. But that's my demonic side wants. I want you to make that decision willingly and not have to sacrifice your relationship with your family."

"Even if I can't be someone that can keep up with your energy? or Be as sociable when we go out?" Asmo giggles before leaning in for kiss on his lips before pulling away.

"I'll be more scared of if started be more like me! I might be a narcissist, however I wouldn't dream of making you be more like me. I'm so happy to have someone like you in my life."

Those last few words hit Luis like a bullet and he knows the feeling, only this didn't hurt like the other time. This actually made him choke in a gasps as a single tear fall from his eye, which Asmo wipe away with his thumb. The two stare for a moment before Asmo move in close and capture his lips with his. Luis made a tiny sound of shock before he close his eyes and lean it to the kiss. With what started as small, turn into passion then turn into clashing Luis quickly wrap his arms around Asmo pulling him closer, there bodies is press against each other and their hands either roam through each others body or running through someone's hair. The simple kiss of reassures turn into a heated make-out session tongues swirl and grace into each others mouth.

Asmo pulled away to let Luis catch his breath, he grins as he see Luis gasps for air his eyes are unfocused but filled with lust and love, it stir up something with Asmo. He quickly push Luis back on his back, then he immediately climb on his hips straddling on his lower abdomen. Asmo giggle when he felt something hard underneath him. He leans in close gracing his fingers down his jaw, with his other hand start unbuttoning his shirt before moving his mouth close to Luis' ear. "You want it in you?"

"Yes" He said it through his gasping. Asmo pulls back hovering over Luis as a sinister aura emerge from Asmo then the demon quickly rip his shirt open sending the remaining buttons flying and the sound of the hitting the floor

He reach down and push Luis' long bangs off his face so he can see his beautiful blue eyes and despite his face is littered with scars Asmo is stunned by his handsome face. Then Asmo trail his gently fingers down his dark tan chest, pause at one of Luis' scars. He smirks as he draw a circle around the scar, making Luis whimper and moan.

"Careful now. You know better to tempt a demon" He said that as his horns and wings slowly grows out from his head and back. "We are going to have a fun night~"

That night Asmo didn't got back to his room, and Luis though he still have his insecurities, after that night he felt content in years.

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I hope you enjoy this part!

I was hesitant to pair an OC with any of the other characters that isn't the MC in my self indulged fics, now I so happy that I enjoy writing this and be satisfied with the out come!

If there’s grammar or spelling error, please let me know and don’t be shy to leave a comment or reblogging with cute tags. I just love to see you guys thoughts on this :3

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bakugo-dee · 1 year

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What's Bothering Katsuki (Part 2)

As you lay there desperately wishing Katsuki would take your hand, you get an all too familiar ding on your phone. It's quickly followed by a second and then a third. You know who it is but still don't check. You can tell he is getting annoyed and finally on the fourth ding "Well...are you going to see what he wants?" "Oh...ummmm...no." "You know the dumbass is just going to keep texting you until you do." "Yeah...I know." and sure enough, there is a fifth ding. "Ugh...just answer him already!" "Ok." You read the messages sent from your other partner in crime, Kirishima. "He wants to know if you’re ok. (silence) Katsuki...your best friend wants to know..." " Yeah..yeah...I heard ya. you can tell shity hair that I'm fine. You two little shits don't need to be worrying about me and I don't need your pity either!" "HEY! We care about you. So, stop being rude and it’s not pity but if that's how you feel, then I'll just go."

You get up to leave, he reaches out and grabs your hand. "Hey...ple...please don't go." He's words come out so soft and sad making him sound like a broken child. It breaks your heart to hear him sound like this but you're not going to let him treat you this way. "Why should I stay?" There’s a moment of silence and you know there is something he desperately wants to tell you but the words never come. You pull your hand away and walk to the door. Suddenly he is right behind you as you open it. DAMN! He moves so fast, you didn't even notice he had gotten up from the bed. He gently pushed the door closed "I need you. Please stay." Your heart melts. You turn to face him, and you can see the pain in his eyes. "Katsuki...please talk to me. What's wrong? I've been very patient with you but your silence is killing me." "I can't. I just...can't. Please...just stay. Having you around is comforting. You can tell shity hair to come over if you want. I just want you to stay." He pulls you into a hug. "Ok..."

You realize that he smells like sweat, blood and dirt "But first, you might want to think about getting cleaned up. I'll ask Eijiro to bring some snacks over and we can watch a movie. We haven't done that in a while. Maybe one of those horror ones you like so much? I mean Eijiro and I probably won't sleep for like a week...lol. What do you say?" "Sure...whatever you want to do...baby girl." You pause and look up at him confused. He has never called you this before. Idiot, dumbass, and sparks, these are his nicknames for you. Where is this one coming from? He pulls your face closer to his "Can I...I want to...uh...I want to kiss you. Can I please kiss you (y/n)?" You are in shock at this request and the look in his eyes. You can't move or even speak and just as his lips are about to reach yours, there is a knock on the door. "Hey guys? Are you two in there? Why aren't you answering your phones?" "UGH! Never fails, spiky haired bastard always has the worst timing." He backs away from you and you stay planted in the spot where Katsuki Bakugo was just about to kiss you. "Well, are you going to let him in?"

You can't move, Bakugo reaches for the door and opens it "Hey!" Kirishima rushes in "Is everything ok? Why aren't you guys answering your phones?" "We're fine shity hair!" "OH! What were you all doing?" "We were just...talking." Bakugo turns to look at you. You are still standing there rooted to the spot where he was just about to kiss you. "I...I am going to shower." He grabs a set of clean clothes and heads to the showers giving Kirishima a slight bump on his way out. "Oi...Alright man."

You're still lost in your own head. Was Bakugo really just about to kiss you? He asked if he could kiss you...right? You didn’t just dream that up...right? No...his lips were so close to your's. You felt his warmth. "Hey Hun! Are you ok?" Kirishima shakes you slightly, bringing you back to earth. "Oh...hey...Kiri yeah....I am...fine. We were just...ummm...talking about doing a movie night." "Really?" "Yeah!" "Oh cool! It's been like forever! Let's go get some snacks then."

You and Kirishima headed down to the pantry in the common area. Little did you know that Bakugo had followed the two of you. Kirishima was rambling on about his day while your mind was still on the kiss that never was. "Hey! Earth to (y/n)!" "Sorry what were you saying?" "Are you alright?" "Yeah! I am great." "Ok...so what happened?" "HUH? What do you mean? Nothing happened?" You suddenly felt your face get really hot. "Why are getting flustered?" Something happened?" "Really...nothing happened." "(y/n)...you can't honestly stand there and tell me that nothing happened. Bakugo is covered in blood and bruises and Midoriya doesn't look any better." "OH! THAT!" "Yeah that. What happened? Did he tell you? Why were they fighting again?" "No. He didn't want to talk about it but does Katsuki really need a reason to fight Izuku?" Kirishima thought about it for a second. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I know Bakugo cares about Midoriya like a brother. I wish he would just admit it to himself." You nod in agreement.

As you both raid the pantry looking for your favorite snacks Kirishima asks "So what are we watching?" "Ummmm...yeah...about that. I kinda told Katsuki we could watch one of his horror movies." "YOU DID WHAT?!?! WHY!? UGH! You know they give me nightmares." "Hey, they give me nightmares too. I just wanted to cheer him up." "UGH! Alright....anything for OUR Blasty...right?" "RIGHT!" You both give each other a look of terror and a slight laugh. "Ummm...(y/n)?" "Yeah?" "Would you mind if I hold your hand while we watch?" "Oh? Of course not Kiri." You gently brush his cheek and then continue looking for your favorite chips. Bakugo scoffed "Damn it!" and headed back up to his room.

Part 1

#bakugo x kirishima #bakugo fluff #bakugou fluff #bakugou x y/n #bakugou katsuki #mha #kirishima x reader #bakugo x reader #female

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brunitofindshappinessfanfic · 1 year

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BRUNO & THE STRANGER

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Bruno comforted Catalina as best he could after she told him about her tragic past. He had spent the night in her little traveling cabin and his familia were sure to be up. He knew Catalina was in no shape to go outside, nor was he comfortable with the idea of leaving her alone.

He did take care of her, though. He cleaned her skin with water she manifested in a bowl, and a clean cloth he found.

He was tucking her into her hammock when he heard knocking at the cabin door. He could shrink back and not answer (pretend he wasn't there), or he could face whoever was knocking. It was probably Mirabel anyway.

Besides, you gotta take care of Lena.

That particular thought gave him the courage to answer the door.

But it was not Mirabel who was knocking. Oh no.

It was his mother.

They looked at each other, bewilderment painted on their faces.

"Bruno, what are you doing-" She asked.

Bruno put his hand up to stop her from talking. Mindful of the sleeping Lena, he came out and closed the door.

"What are you doing here?" She repeated herself.

"Mamá, what are you doing here?" He asked.

"Well, I came to invite her to breakfast, and we are overdue for our chat."

"Chat?"

"Well, you know. About where she is from, where her family is, get a sense of the kind of person she is."

"Mamá," Bruno took his mother's hands and guided her away from the cabin, hoping Lena wouldn't hear from the inside.

"Mamá, she told me. I ask you, don't pressure her about her past. Please, Mamá, promise me?"

"Well, how else am I to get a sense for who she is?"

"Ask her what she likes. There's got to be more -anyway. Promise me."

"Alright, alright," she shook her head, "what are you doing here?"

"Um, I -uh, well..."

Mirabel came from Casita.

"Hey! We're about to start breakfast! What are you guys doing out here? Where's tía Lena?" She smiled at her elders.

"Lena isn't feeling very well. I think you'll have a break from your studies today." Bruno put his hand on her shoulder.

"What's wrong? You know, with your sister's food she'll feel better -"

"Not that kind of feeling unwell, Mamá."

Abuela frowned.

"Look, we had a long, hard talk. There was lots of crying. I put her back to bed. That's all I'm willing to tell either of you." Bruno was getting frustrated. He had cried with her and was now gifted with a splitting headache.

"So that's why you were here," Abuela sighed.

"Uh... Yeah," Bruno didn't sound too convincing.

Mirabel put two and two together and gave her uncle a look. He swatted at her, turned them around towards Casita.

"Go on and enjoy breakfast -"

"You aren't coming?" Mirabel nearly smirked.

"Lena was really upset. I don't want to leave her alone just yet."

His mother gave him a look, trying to decide if she believed him or not.

"Very well," Abuela Alma relented, giving him the benefit of a doubt.

"Thank you," Bruno sighed in relief.

"We'll send someone with food. Mirabel, since you're free for the day, I have some tasks if you want to help me today."

The two Madrigal women headed towards Casita.

"Actually, I was going to work on some knitting after chores, if you don't mind."

"Oh, that's perfectly fine, Mirabel. I'll come bring my reading,"

When they were finally out of earshot, Bruno made his way back inside the cabin.

He found his sweet Lena as he had left her. He tried his best to crawl into the hammock with her without disturbing her. Lena was out like a light, though. Even when the hammock shifted under Bruno's weight and her body rolled onto his, she was still fast asleep.

Bruno shook his head, amused. He was exhausted himself and drifted off...

Sometime later, there was a soft rapt at the door.

Neither Bruno nor Catalina woke up.

Mirabel brought a basket of Julieta's food and some drink. She poked her head in and saw that the two were still fast asleep. She put the basket down inside and quietly closed the door.

They're so cute.

Mirabel went about her day, feeling magic in everyday things like Catalina had instructed her.

She could even feel it in her knitting and in the comfortable silence with her Abuela.

"Mirabel, what do you think of Catalina?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, is she a nice person? Someone we would want in this family? Will she take care of -" she stopped, trying to decide how to phrase that question.

"You mean if she marries tío Bruno?"

Abuela Alma nodded.

"Tía is so kind. You heard what those people had to say, the ones she rescued. How she helped all those people she didn't even know. Plus, she's teaching me to use magic, and she gave Lousia the pep talk of the century."

Abuela nodded in thought.

"These are things you worry about when you have your own children of age," Abuela confided. "It was not so hard with Pepa and Julieta. They could easily take care of themselves. However, they married good men from the encanto. Bruno... he's still my baby boy."

Mirabel wasn't entirely sure how to respond to this.

"We just got him back. I wasn't prepared to share him just yet," Abuela began to tear up.

"Abuela, he hid in the walls for 10 years so he didn't have to be far away. We aren't losing him," Mirabel tried to comfort her grandmother, "we're gaining Lena. You're getting another daughter. In-law."

"Oh, Mirabel, my sweet Mirabel. You are wiser than your years," she hugged her granddaughter.

"Anytime," Mirabel hugged her back.

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ghostbustersreborn · 1 year

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chapter 2

december 3rd, 1984

tara woke up with a jolt when hearing the alarm for the boys work go off.

she sighed.

"not a good wake up call." she mumbled.

she ran her fingers through her hair before getting out of bed. she kneeled down and brought out her camera.

"i'm so going to take photos of the city today." she told herself.

she set it back down. just as she took a step forward, she felt something crinkle from underneath her feet. she looked down to see it was the wrapping paper from last night.

after throwing it away, she went and got dressed.

she grabbed her camera again and made her way downstairs, just as the boys were on their way out.

"what are you all dressed up for?" was the first thing peter asked her.

"i'm going to take photos of the city." tara said proudly.

peter noticed the camera she held in her hands.

"don't break it. you know how clumsy you are." he warned her.

"no i'm not-" tara was cut off by tripping on the hem of her pants.

luckily, peter grabbed her by the shoulder stabilizing her.

"yeah and pigs can fly." he spoke sarcastically. "seriously, be careful." he ordered.

"we don't have all day, peter!" winston called.

peter huffed. "coming!" he turned his attention back onto his daughter. "don't drop it."

just as he went to go join the boys out in the garage, tara cried out "love you!"

in return, he waved her goodbye before exiting.

tara sighed, hearing the door close.

"we're getting there, we're getting there." she said to herself.

tara was wandering around the city, taking pictures of various things she saw.

like performers out in the street, the sky, buildings, dogs etc.

as she was looking through the polaroids. she couldn't help but gasp.

in the picture that she took of a building, there stood a grey see through figure with backwards knees and eyes popping out of it's sockets.

she slipped the previous photos into her pocket, leaving the one with the ghost out. she started to make her way back to the firehouse.

just as she got to the firehouse, the boys had gotten back at the same time as her.

"egon. i have something to show you." she quickly announced, once he got out of the car.

"how about a "hi, how are you"?" peter corrected her.

tara shot him a look. "this is important." she informed him.

he held his hands up in defense.

she rolled her eyes, focusing her attention back onto spengler.

"this is a photo i took." she handed him the polaroid.

egon took one look at it before looking up at her. "where was this?"

"near by central park west." tara replied. "spook central." she added.

egon nodded. "i'll take a closer look at it." he told her, slipping the polaroid into his pocket.

"so, what did you guys bust?" she then asked as they piled into the firehouse.

"a class four banshee." ray briefly explained.

"did it have any radioactive goo?" tara questioned.

"sadly, not this time. but it could stretch it's limbs to unbelievable lengths!" he gushed.

"it choked me." peter grumbled.

tara giggled.

"wasn't fun." he added.

"thought you liked that kind of stuff, dad." tara joked.

"tara. don't start." he ordered.

she laughed.

"do you have the teeth, winston?" egon asked his fellow coworker.

tara cringed. "teeth?" she repeated.

"we got some of it's teeth. i want to experiment with it." egon stated.

"how did you get its teeth?" she asked him.

"it was throwing them at us, they would turn into limbs the second they dropped to the floor." winston explained, handing egon the bag over.

tara cringed. "gross." she shuddered.

"i'll never look at teeth the same." peter shook his head.

"and i'll never become a dentist." she added.

"i'll take a look at your photo after i look over these first." egon promised her.

"okay. sounds good." tara said to him as he went to his lab.

"what was the photo of?" peter asked as he took off his proton pack.

"just a weird looking ghost." tara replied.

"aren't all ghosts weird looking?" he questioned.

"not all. slimer wasn't." tara shrugged.

peter sighed. "when will you stop mentioning that thing?"

it had been months almost a year since their encounter with the green ghost, but tara wouldn't stop bringing it up. especially the part about peter being slimed by the said ghost. she also named the ghost slimer just to annoy her father even further.

"that's the thing i won't. it was a historical moment." she joked.

peter shook his head. "well, it wasn't for me." he denied.

as he went off to the lockers to put his stuff away, tara followed.

"got any plans with dana tonight?" she asked.

"dana has a thing to do with her choir. so, sadly no." peter told her as he got out his street clothes.

"ah. well, i was thinking of coming over to spend the night. haven't been to the apartment in two weeks and i'm pretty sure you've replaced my fish about four times in those weeks because you kept forgetting to feed it. so i think the fifth fish needs some TLC." tara stated.

"i didn't forget to feed your fish." he fibbed.

"then, why did ray say he saw you at the pet store last week?" tara asked him.

peter shook his head, refusing to admit he was a bad pet owner or a bad pet babysitter that is. he could barely take care of himself at times, so how in the hell could he manage to remember to feed a fish?

tara rolled her eyes, shaking her head.

that evening, tara strolled into her and her dad's apartment with ease. the firehouse surely gave her the satisfaction of feeling safe and cozy. but this was her real home after all.

thankfully, dana came in and tidied up a bit making it more homey rather than it feeling like a tornado had ran through it.

"where's the fish?" tara asked her dad.

"where it normally is. the kitchen." peter answered.

tara skipped over into the kitchen.

right on the counter like he said was her fish in it's fish bowl.

it was a rosey red minow. which was a totally different fish from the first one she had which was a goldfish. very basic. not hard to forget.

"i had a goldfish, dad. but this one's cool so a+ for effort." tara complimented.

"you're welcome." he said back to her.

"i'm assuming you didn't feed the fish." tara said as she got out the fish food.

"dana did." peter informed her.

"the only responsible one around here." tara mumbled as she fed her fish. "here you go orca. i'm going to take you to the firehouse with me, so you won't have to worry about starving to death."

"weirdo." peter said as he went into the kitchen.

"you're a weirdo." she retorted.

she moved away from the fish bowl, turning around facing her father who was looking for something to eat.

"lemme guess, dana had to go grocery shopping for you?" she assumed.

"no." peter lied.

"dad." tara said, sounding serious.

"maybe." he gave in.

tara shook her head.

"of course she did. i wouldn't expect any less from you." she laughed.

"hey. i get called in for work at random hours mostly in the middle of the night, so i don't have the time or the patience to get food and interact with any morestupid people." he defended himself.

tara laughed.

venkman sighed after closing the fridge, having no luck finding anything good to satisfy his hunger.

he grabbed the phone from off of it's receiver.

"ordering a pizza?" tara guessed.

"yep." he said, dialing the number of the local pizza place.

"sounds good." she said. "i'm going to go hang out in my room, if that's okay."

"yeah, it's fine." peter said, holding the phone up to his ear.

tara nodded and went off to her room.

"home." she sighed of relief.

her room was the only place her father wasn't allowed in and for the most part he respected her wishes.

unlike her dad's room, her room was neat and organized

the decorating was all done by tara herself.

her walls were white with a subtle flower design.

she had a queen sized bed. posters of movies or artists she liked, glow in the dark planet decals all over her ceiling, some dolls from childhood and a picture of her and egon from her fifth birthday in a picture frame sat on her bed side table.

she plopped down on her bed, laying face down into her pillow.

she stayed there for a few minutes before moving to lay on her back.

she stared at the planet decals decorating her ceiling.

tara pulled out her polaroid which hung around her neck like a necklace.

she aimed it at the ceiling and snapped a picture of the decals.

she waved the polaroid around, helping the photograph develop faster.

after it was developed she took a look at it and let out a small gasp.

there in the photo was the same back ward knees and gauged out eyed ghost she saw in the city earlier.

she looked up at her ceiling, seeing that there had been no sign of that ghost anywhere.

she sat up, looking around her room to see if it were hiding somewhere.

after searching endlessly for it, there was no sign of it.

were her eyes playing tricks on her or was this ghost haunting her polaroid camera?

"where did my dad get this camera?" she wondered.

just as she went to go look at the photo again, the door to her room swung open startling her.

"dad! what did i say?!" she scolded.

peter rolled his eyes. "i was just going to ask if you wanted to watch a movie." he said, innocently.

"oh." tara relaxed. "uh, sure."

"don't take too many pictures, film is expensive." peter advised her.

tara rolled her eyes. "like you'd care." she sassed him. "also, where did you get this camera?"

he took a look at it before shrugging. "i don't know adorama. why?" he questioned.

"just curious." tara shrugged.

"you're weird." peter commented making her roll her eyes at him. "well, the pizza's going to be here in fifteen minutes so go and pick a movie." he said before closing the door to her room.

"i'll have to show this to egon tomorrow." tara noted before slipping the photograph in her pant pocket.

after pizza and a movie. dana had come back from choir.

"oh look who decided to show." peter said making dana's presence known.

tara looked up from her laying position on the couch.

"hey dana." she greeted her tiredly.

"spending the night?" dana guessed.

"yep." tara confirmed.

"it's good to see you here. you help keep me sane." the older woman joked.

tara laughed. "it's hard to babysit a five year old, isn't it?" she joked along with her.

"hey!" peter cried, knowing who they were referring to.

"especially when they get whiny and follow you around the house even to the bathroom." dana rolled her eyes.

"oh. i hate that, especially the whining." tara said, standing up.

"you guys!" peter yelled.

"what is it now, peter?" tara asked him.

"i don't get whiny." he defended himself.

tara and dana eyed each other.

"well..." both the girls said in unison, looking back at him.

peter stood up.

"okay. that's it." he claimed.

he had that look in his eyes.

one that tara was very much familiar with.

she turned to dana.

"run." she told her.

the girls each ran off in opposite directions.

tara headed for her room, while dana went to peter's.

luckily, tara got to hers in time before peter could catch her.

she closed the door, leaning on it to keep peter from getting in.

"come on, tara. you can trust me." he tried convincing her.

"i'm not an idiot." tara told him. "i know what you're going to.." she paused, when she had laid eyes on the ghost floating before her.

the backwards knees ghost.

her breathing hitched. chills ran down her spine and her blood ran cold.

she felt blood drip down her nose.

right away, she knew this ghost was a class five just by the way it made her nose bleed.

only powerful ghosts could do that. their powers always made her feel ill. the same way she felt with gozer..

"tara.." dad said in a sing-songy voice.

"dad." tara's voice trembled.

she could hear her dad chuckle. "you scared?" he teased.

"dad, i don't want to play anymore." she told him.

blood dripped down from the ghost's gauged out eyes.

though, she knew it wouldn't hurt her. it still looked like it could be very dangerous regardless of it not being able to cause any physical harm.

"tara, what is it?" peter asked, his voice now laced with worry.

"you know the photo i took earlier, the one i gave to egon to examine?" she asked.

"i think so. why?" peter asked her.

"well, the ghost in that photo is in my room and i don't think it's friendly." she informed him.

as if on cue, the ghost came charging at her growling.

tara jumped out of the way, missing the ghost by an inch.

the ghost slammed itself into the door, with it's inhuman strength it made the door fall off it's hinges and onto the ground.

dana came out from her hiding spot, when having heard the loud crash coming from tara's room.

"what's going on?" she asked.

"stay back." peter instructed.

he stepped onto the door, making his way into his daughter's bedroom.

"dana, mind making a call for me?" he asked, when he found the ghost which was now huddled in a corner growling at him.

dana nodded. she quickly went to the telephone and dialed the number.

"why can't i have just one ghostless night?" peter sighed.

soon, the rest of the boys arrived at venkman's apartment. peter had the ghost trapped in the corner, he made sure the ghost didn't go anywhere until the boys got there with their gear.

tara was huddled in the corner by her bed. blood dripped down from both her nostrils, she was feeling light headed.

"i really thought this was over with after the battle of new york." tara mumbled.

"so, where's the ghost?" winston asked.

"right here." he motioned.

the boys entered her room, spotting the ghost right away.

"luckily, it hasn't moved much. which makes my job somewhat easier." peter confessed.

"put this on." egon instructed venkman, handing him his proton pack.

after putting on his proton pack. they all switched their machines on, getting ready to attack.

the ghost flew out from it's corner, heading straight towards tara.

it tried to attack her, luckily she was able to fight back.

it grabbed her camera trying to pull it off of her neck, until she pressed the picture button blinding the ghost with the flash.

the ghost flew back. just the flash alone weakened the spirit.

"that's it!" egon cried. "keep on taking photos." he ordered tara.

tara stood up, heading towards the ghost as she kept taking pictures of it blinding it more with the flash.

"get the trap." he ordered.

ray set out the trap.

"ready? fire!" he yelled.

tara jumped out of the way as they hit the ghost with their wands.

once the ghost was trapped. all five of them let out sighs of relief.

tara wiped the blood from her nose away with her sleeve.

she no longer felt light headed.

she looked at her camera. she had run out of film.

"uh, dad." she started. "i need more film." she held up her camera.

peter closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"of course you do, of course you do." was all he could say in return.

#fanfic #fanfiction #ghostbusters #ghostbusters fanfiction #ghostbusters reborn #egon spengler #peter venkman #ray stantz #winston zeddemore

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4sacrowd · 1 year

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Daddy Dearest

I know what you're thinking, "isn't this a mommy blog?" or "what could she possibly know about fatherhood?". Well buckle up, we're about to explore the ins and outs of this complicated experience that is being a dad.

Now you may have been that little boy that always wanted children, always wanted to be a dad, you most likely wanted to have a son first so he could follow in your footsteps of playing football or whatever sport you played in you glory days of high school. You may never have wanted kids because you thought they were too much responsibility or too expensive. Regardless of what you as a boy thought about children, a part of you will grow up to realize you need a legacy. I know "no I doubt that, I'm fine without it", believe me when I tell you, you won't be. Once you get the girl, get the career, get the house, you're going to still feel like there's this strange hole in your chest that only a child of your own can fill.

One thing about society that will always put a bad taste in my mouth is that they don't care for dads enough. People see single mothers and feel for them, but rarely acknowledge the single fathers. We have mommy support groups, mommy and me classes, but rarely do we carry that same support for dads. Let me paint a picture for you because you know I love to paint a visual:

You're 26 years old. You're married, maybe just got married and are so in love with your wife and your new life that it feels like "wow.. I feel complete". You move into your own apartment or house together, you're decorating the living room, kitchen, bedroom, and then you pass the second bedroom. You talk about making it a guest room but that never happens so it becomes an office space or maybe a gym and you feel content. a couple of years go by and that room starts to feel boring, the home starts to feel quiet, something is missing. Your wife agrees and so you start trying for a baby. You guys become pregnant and you're so happy and so excited to go on this journey with the love of your life, however, you know you need to find a better paying job. You start looking at cribs, bassinets, walkers, swings, diapers, wipes and think to yourself "damn... this stuff is gonna add up". Your email pings and oh, look at that, you just got offered a much higher paying job in which you 3 will live very comfortably. The catch is, it's overnight. Your wife is still working herself during the day so as weeks go on, you don't actually see much of each other. You haven't had sex in weeks, you're both frustrated all the time and angry when either of you spend what little time you have together sleeping, so you ask her to stop working because you can carry the responsibilities on you're own. She's ecstatic! you start spending the afternoons together, she has your lunch packed, you're able to cuddle and stay in bed together when you get home, things are great. Then it happens, her water breaks and you rush to the hospital. you watch with the most loving eyes the love of your life bring your son into the world and you couldn't be more in love with this woman and your new baby. However, you have to go back to work right? So now overnights, when she needs you most, you're working. you don't come home until 5am and she is exhausted from being up all night, you're exhausted from working all night, you're arguing, you're frustrated and yet again, you aren't seeing much of each other, nor are you spending time with the baby. So, you get a new job, new hours, working during the day and all is well and good, but you see you're wife slowly stop taking care of herself. She's cleaning, cooking, caring for the baby all day, there's even been days you caught her half asleep on the couch with a broom in her hands. This eats at you, it eats at you because you want to help her, you wish she didn't have to do it all, but you're doing one of the most important things for the family; keeping a roof over their heads.

Dad guilt is very different than mom guilt because dads usually have the guilt of wanting to help out more around the house, or spend more time with the kids but ultimately have to sacrifice extra quality time to provide for the family. It's a hard sacrifice, but this requires a strong spouse as well. Dads need to be reminded of their importance in their child's life, and that should happen every time your baby runs to you when they see you. We sometimes get lost in the depths of motherhood and the sacrifices we had to make so much so that we forget daddy made some too, and continues to make them.

So to my dads, dads-to-be, want to be dads one day, I see you. I see the work you put in everyday. I see you coming home and sweeping or doing whatever the mother of your child didn't get to. I see you using your free time to plan a date night, or watching a movie with your kids. Don't be afraid to lean on other dads out of fear of looking weak. Don't let that ego get so big, it won't even allow you to ask for help. I see you doing the best you can, and I need you to give yourself some credit. You are amazing, and us mamas could never do what you do.

Mama loves you,

#dadlife #parents #fatherhood #momblogger

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little-spicy · 2 years

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HOT TO THE TOUCH

!Alpha Stucky x !Omega reader

Summary: It's never easy when things happen unexpectedly. After an argument, everything blurred and Y/N soon to began to burn hot to the touch.

WARNING: 18+; SMUT 🔥🔥🔥

IT WASN'T SUPPOSE TO BE THIS WAY, laying on the floor in a pool of tears.

That's how it was going for Y/N as her mates had slammed the door, leaving. She didn't regret what she said but her mate bond hurt as she felt them fume with anger.

It all started when Y/N and the boys went to a Stark party. It was normal, they enjoyed a few drinks, hang out with their fellow agents, and end the night with a few laughs.

But that night wasn't exactly that. Y/N decided to grab a drink from the bar. Natasha served her a drink and as she did one of the agents came up to greet Y/N.

Y/N thought it was nothing, the compliments, the smile, everything, she didn't think it was a big deal. But to Steve and Bucky it meant a hell of a lot.

Their eyes saw red as Y/N casually talked to the beta, paying no mind as he looked at her with the intention of taking her home. Steve and Bucky looked as if their glasses were gonna break any minute.

"You know, it looks like you both are gonna pop a vein." Sam said as he came over and chuckled.

"You wouldn't be saying this if your mate didn't indulge in other men." Bucky said and Sam scoffed.

"You know Y/N would never-" Sam was cut off by Steve.

"She's still over there talking to him, she's an omega any man would be crawling to have him." Steve said and when both men saw Y/N laugh, that was the final straw.

Both men shattered the glass in their hand, Sam jumped back and both men didn't care that they had small cuts from the shattered glass.

As they stormed over to Y/N and the agent, Y/N was still unaware of their anger.

"Well thank you Kegan, that was very thoughtful." Y/N said and when she turned she saw her mates and smiled. "Hi darlings, this is-"

"No one." Steve said and Y/N frowned as Bucky came over and grabbed her hand pulling her from her seat and drink.

"We're going." Bucky snarled and dragged her away from the agent.

"Bucky, stop, what are you doing?" She asked as they got to the elevator and Y/N got out of his iron grip. Bucky clicked the elevator button as Steve came over to them.

"Room now." Steve said.

"No; I was enjoying the party." Y/N said and was cut off by Steve grabbing her by the waist and slinging her over his shoulder.

"Steve stop it." Y/N said and as they got in the elevator, Y/N kicked Steve and made him lose his grip and she got off of him.

"What is with you two?" Y/N questioned as she looked at them with anger. "Are you two drunk?"

"What is wrong with us? What about you?" Bucky said angrily.

"You were flirting with that beta." Steve said and Y/N thought they were joking.

"Are you serious?" Y/N said.

"Don't play dumb." Steve said and Bucky nodded. "You were laughing and talking, not noticing her was trying to undress you with his eyes."

"He was being nice, what was I suppose to do? I was waiting for my drink." Y/N defended. "You two just don't grab me and take me from the party."

"Well maybe if you didn't flirt with unmated males we wouldn't." Bucky said and Y/N eyes began to water and her lip quivered.

"You really think I would do that?" Y/N said and wiped away a few tears.

"Y/N we-" Steve tried to talk but Y/N ignored him as the elevator doors opened to their floor.

She walked to their door and opened it, the men followed.

"Y/N we aren't done talking." Bucky said and Y/N went straight toward the bedroom.

"Do me favor, don't follow me!" Y/N said and slammed the door and fell down to the floor.

"Let's go, we should cool off." Steve said and Bucky nodded and they both left their home with a slam of the door.

That's how Y/N's night went from great to sour. She was angry, mad, and upset. She already felt the bond hurting and she decided to head towards the bathroom and get ready for bed.

The hot water soothed her and the smell of Bucky's and Steve's body wash was able to help a little bit of the ache.

As she laid in bed, she couldn't help but let tears fall as she closed her eyes.

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When Y/N opened her eyes, she could tell her eyes were red from crying and felt a pang of sadness as she felt the bed empty.

She got up from the bed, and as she did she felt a wave of pain.

She whimpered and leaned back on the bed as she felt it. As it went away, her eyes widen and she grabbed her phone and looked at her cycle app and she felt dread as she looked at the date.

"Not now." Y/N said and felt another wave and she whined in pain again as she felt it happening. She knew she should be mad at her mates, but an omega in her heat was way more serious than a small argument.

She quickly went through her contacts and when seeing her mates name, she called Steve first. Her eyes widen when it went straight to voicemail.

She did the same with Bucky and the same thing happened.

"Please no." Y/N said and she looked at contacts, frantically looking for someone to call and help. She reached a contact and pressed the call button immediately.

As the phone rang, she was happy as the contact picked up.

"Sam?" Y/N sobbed.

"Y/N what happened, what's wrong?" Sam asked and Y/N began to cry.

"S-Steve and Bucky aren't answering their phones-" Sam cut Y/N off.

"I'm sure they went off to blow some steam I know they-" Y/N felt as if she would break her phone from squeezing.

"I'm in heat Sam!" She cried and Sam's eyes widened. "And they've been gone since last night. I-I need you to find them- it hurts so bad Sam please."

"O-Okay sweetie, I'll find them." Sam said and Y/N hung up and felt as if her body was on fire.

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Sam had been looking everywhere. Once Y/N had told him about her heat, immediately he notified the team. They didn't need to know all the details only that he couldn't find Steve or Bucky and it was getting bad.

All of them had searched through the tower, the park, hell even the bakery the three of them liked so much.

Every minute Sam didn't find them, the more worried he was for Y/N.

Of course Steve and Bucky didn't answer his calls either and when he talk to Y/N to get an update she sounded so much worse.

When Sam had finally found them, he found them at a bar where Sam took them once or twice and where they met Y/N.

He got a good look at them and they didn't look to good. They looked rough as they had bags under their eyes and had sour looks on their faces. Both them had a little bit of whiskey, but knowing them it wasn't getting them drunk.

"You two are the biggest idiots on the planet." Sam said as he came over to them. Bucky glared at Sam.

"Great birdbrain how'd you find us?" Bucky said as he took another sip of whiskey.

"It doesn't matter, what does matter is Y/N is worried sick." Sam said and Steve sighed.

"We screwed up didn't we?" Steve said and Sam nodded. "God how mad is she?"

"Y/N called me crying cause she needs you two." Sam said and Steve and Bucky looked concerned. "She went into heat and she's in bad shape man."

Steve and Bucky got up from their chair and their hearts felt dread when he said that.

"We need to go now." Steve said and Sam nodded and took them to the car.

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When Steve and Bucky rushed into their home, they could smell her heat in an instant. Their hearts and bond felt pain as their omega was crying.

They could hear her whimpering and sobbing as the pain was unbearable. They rushed into their bedroom and saw Y/N on the bed, naked and holding onto a pillow tightly.

"Baby?" Steve asked coming forward and Y/N looked up at them and when Steve hugged her, he was immediately met with her smell.

"S-Steve I-I'm sorry." She sobbed and Bucky came forward. "I'm sorry."

"Doll there's nothing to apologize for." Bucky said and began to strip his clothes. "But right now we need to help you sweetheart, you are in pretty bad shape and it's all because we didn't take care of you."

Steve kissed Bucky's cheek, and once Bucky got his shirt off, he grabbed Y/N and placed her hot body on his cool one. She purred and Steve was able to get fully naked and climbed into bed with her.

"Let me help you sweetheart." Steve said and leaned up and kissed Bucky briefly. Steve then looked down at Y/N and kissed her softly. "God I can't get enough of you."

Steve said and began to rub his fingers in between her fold, Y/N whined and bucked her hips as slick got onto Steve's fingers.

"Taste her Bucky." Steve said and lifted his glistening finger and making Bucky take them in his mouth. "Taste good doesn't she?"

"Fuck yeah." Bucky said and Steve knew Y/N shouldn't be teased and lined his cock up to her aching entrance.

"Be a good girl and suck Bucky's cock baby." Steve said. "Gotta get you nice and full."

Bucky pulled his cock out and Y/N turned to him with lust filled eyes. His tip leaking and burning red, wanting to be inside Y/N in any way.

Y/N kicked her lips and took Bucky fully in her mouth.

"Fuck." Bucky hissed and that was Steve's cue to push right in.

"Take my knot, fuck you are so tight doll." Steve said and Y/N almost screamed in pleasure and Steve began to move his hips.

"Come here." Bucky said and grabbed Steve's face and kissed him. When they broke apart, Bucky looked down to Y/N's face as her eyes welded with tears and could hear her gag.

"She's such a good girl, imagine her full with our pups." Bucky said. "I don't want to leave this bed till she's nice and round."

Bucky then bent down and began to play with her tits, every so often pinching the nipple, making her squeal.

"Do that again, she liked it." Steve said and moved his hand up and down her shaking leg.

When Bucky did it again, Steve growled. Steve felt burning almost as hot as Y/N was feeling. Steve grabbed Y/N's head and pulled it off Bucky's cock.

Steve kissed her and in an instant pulled out of her but as Y/N whimpered at the empty feeling, it didn't last long.

Steve flipped her onto her stomach, grabbing her hips, pulling it up to his hip, and slid again hard.

Y/N screamed in pleasure, she never felt herself getting so close.

"You want my knot?" Steve asked her. "You want me to stay locked in your pussy as we give you pups?"

"Yes, god yes!" Y/N cried as Bucky put his hand under her and began to rub her clit. "PLEASE."

"Cum now." Bucky said and made Y/N look into his crystal blue eyes.

"Fuuuuck." Y/N cried and shook violently as she came. Steve let his fangs come out and bit her mating mark.

Steve's hips stuttered, he came just as she did, still grunting as Y/N's pussy milked his cock. He grunted as his mouth was on her neck and breathing heavily as he came down from his high.

"Fuck. Just. Like. That." Steve said hazily and gave her a hard thrust as his knot was still lodged inside her.

"Was that good?" Bucky asked Y/N frantically. "Are you okay? You feel better?"

"Yes, so good." She slurred as she still felt drowsy from Steve. "Want you too."

She reached out to him and Bucky smirked and lifted her upper body as it was still in Steve.

"You will my darling, you will." He said and pushed pieces of hair out of her face. "But Steve still has his cock in you baby, gotta give you little pups, then when he's done, I'll fuck his seed and my seed deeper."

It sent shivers down Y/N's spine when he said that, she kissed his face all over and he did the same.

Steve grabbed Y/N gently back towards his chest and rubbed her tummy.

"We're gonna have such cute pups, you'll be so swollen and beautiful." Steve said dreamily. "Here I can pull out."

"Put her on back, don't want a single drop to fall." Bucky said huskily.

"Don't want that." Steve said and quickly pulled out and flipped her back on her back.

Bucky came in front of Steve and immediately stuffed his cock in Y/N.

"Yes, Alpha!" Y/N cried as she suddenly felt full again.

"Clean it off for me?" Steve asked Bucky, showing his cum and juice covered cock and Bucky licked his lips.

Hurriedly Bucky leaned down and stuffed Steve's cock fully in his mouth and Steve hissed. Bucky tasted Steve's and Y/N's juices and it only turned him on more.

Bucky let go of Steve's cock with a pop and looked at Y/N.

"I'm gonna fuck you hard and rough, and once I get my knot inside, we are gonna clean you up." Bucky said and Y/N nodded.

"Fuck me Alpha, please." Y/N begged, she needed it as she began to grind her hips and making Bucky smirk.

Steve leaned down and laid next to Y/N, kissing her cheek and whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

Bucky began to thrust, he first started gentle but once he felt himself move swiftly through her, he began to quicken the pace.

"Y-yes." Y/N cried out and Steve put his hand down and began to rub her clit slowly.

"You are such a good omega, aren't you?" Steve said to her. "Letting us fill you up."

"Only for you alpha, I-I'm yours." She said and Bucky went rougher and Y/N whined and began to move her hips.

"G-gonna come again? I can feel your pussy squeezing me." Bucky said and laughed. "Don't think I'll last long."

Y/N decided to squeeze his cock harder and lifted her head back as she gasped. Her legs shaking and Bucky leaned down and swiftly bit the other side of her neck where his mark was.

"God, so hot." Steve said and stroked his cock. "You did so good."

"Steve grab a rag, some water, and those strawberries we bought from the farmers market." Bucky said as came up. "We need to get something in her before she passed out."

Steve nodded and quickly grabbed his boxers and immediately went into the kitchen.

"I-I'm sorry." She mumbled and Bucky shook his head and kissed her forehead.

"There's nothing to worry about. Here, let get you up further on the bed and on the pillow." Bucky said as he struggled to move his body and her's as his cock was still inside her.

"Here we go, honey." Steve said and handed Bucky the damp rag, and held out a strawberry for Bucky to take.

Steve and Bucky immediately began to care to her needs, they began to feed, clean, and put a t-shirt covered in their scent.

Bucky was able to slip out of her but not before grabbing one of the plugs that had and pushing it inside her.

She whined at the overstimulation but Steve held her close as she snuggled into his neck.

"I love you both so much." She said hazily, Steve held her on his right, and Bucky came over on her left and both men snuggled her tightly.

"We love you too doll." Steve said and kissed her forehead.

"So much." Bucky said and kissed her forehead as well, and giving Steve a peck on the lips.

"Get your rest doll, we know your heat will be hitting again tomorrow." Steve said.

"And we'll be right here." Bucky added and Y/N nodded and groaned as she felt so tired.

All three of them began to fall asleep and holding onto each other as they felt contented. Three of them together as they should be.

A/N: 💕 Hope you like this!!! If you want any more preferences or one-shots let me know! I do Marvel, Doctor Who, Star Wars, and Harry Potter!

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