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Jeff x sick reader ! ___
Requested by my friend .
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Cw EMH mentions of over all being sick and not feeling good.
This is fluff x reader
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You were laying in bed , eyes puffy nose flushed a shade of rosey pink at the tip.
Sinuses absolutely clogged, and hair in slight tangles. Dishleved from you sleeping all day atop of trying to get comfortable.
Your lips were cracking a tad chapped yes but not too horrible , still very uncomfortable twisted in with a small scale growing fever.
And you felt like shit.
Youre bed side night stand was covered in a sizable yet tiny pile of tissue paper because your bin you placed by your bed was no longer enough almost overflown with used tissues.
Which you hated.
But your body was sick and you really don't get a say in its bodily functioning healing process wether or not you liked it played no part in the matter.
You called your boyfriend Jeff who was out grocery shopping once he finished his shift at the hospital.
He was in the middle of grabbing a bag of chips tossing them into the cart , before the vibrations of his phone from his jean pocket lightly brought him into mildly startled awareness.
He stuffs his hand into his pocket, and fishes out his phone eyes narrowing at the screen reading over the caller ID .
Then he registered mentally that it's you calling ! So of course he hit the green button and put the phone up to his ear.
"Hello what's up?"
Jeff's voice picks up from the other end of the call.
You sniffle and begin to speak "Jeff - I caught a cold ...i don't think you wanna come over tonight ."
The second he heard that little sniffle he furrowed his brows in concerned shock and stubbornly shook his head no which you could practically feel through the phone without Even having to see him physically.
He scoffs and that's all you hear before he responds with a stern yet loving "uhm no. I'm coming over, you can stop me or atleast try but you probably won't be able to . And you lay down and rest, when I'm done shopping I'm making you soup. And taking care of you like a good boyfriend love you stay put. And get comfy because your not moving on my watch for a good while less completely necessary."
Before you could even get a single w o r d in he hung up.
Jeff was on a SPREE now searching up and down for the perfect ingredients for a healthy yet well rounded meal to make you feel better and some medicine he even went as far as to get a heating pad and you a new blanket with some tissue boxes and pajamas which were soft in texture having a blue and white plaid pattern.
He settled on some simple chicken stew , with some parsley thyme chives cream rosemary and celery a bit of onions mixed with some salt pepper and garlic and then those thick homemade noodles that everyone's Italian grandma has stored away in her kitchen.
Before you knew it he was home he dressed you in new pajamas got your hair all taken care and washed. cleaned off the side table and emptied out the tissue bin placing the new tissue box on the bedside table for you.
Made you that amazing soup and got you a bottle of water tucking you in with your new blanket which pleasantly to your surprise was your favorite color ! And very soft n fuzzy.
And you even had a brand new heating pad under your blanket helping you stay warm and to break the fever quicker speeding up the process of ending this horrible snot nosed nightmare of a cold.
He set your medicine on the table next to the tissue box and after you were properly fed he got into bed with you despite your protests of "Jeff your gonna get sick!!"
Jeff only replied with a smug yet proud look only he of all people can sport. Painted all along his face.
"no. I'm holding you and hugging you because I'm just gonna and what are you gonna do kick me out of the room? "
You fall silent mentally parsing a response yet the attempt fails and you sigh pulling the blankets up and over you both once he's snuggled in next to you properly and sleepily tuck your head into his shoulder eyes sleepily closing you hear a chuckle and mentally roll your eyes before you feel his slender hands fingers run through your (your hair color) locks you slowly feel all your resistance to this absolute loving yet asshole ish man fade like butter in a microwave on high. And you start to drift off to sleep you feel one of his lanky arms wrap around you and his hand continues to pet your head of now clean and brushed hair thanks to him that is. You hear Jeff start to hum a soft tune aiding you further into a dazed half awake half asleep state the song is "shankill butchers by he decembersists" Jeff loves that song and had always sung it to you when you were having difficulties and now it definitely served its purpose further soon you were asleep.
Jeff watches as you sleep and continues humming and softly singing to you a look of smitten adornment glistening in his tired eyes and soon enough his own exhaustion from working at a hospital all day and shopping makes itself known and he begins to drift off alongside you but before he does and before his heavy eyes shut he kisses your forehead and puts his chin atop your head tucking your head protectively beneathe his own the hand in your hair softly pushing your head closer to the betweenst of his shoulder and chest where it connects and soon you both were interlaced and out like a light. Comfy warm. And happy.
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Sooo that's my first actual fic regarding this opinions are appreciated !
And I do take requests.
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#slenderverse#emh x reader#everymanhyrbid emh#hcs#headcanon#jeffery koval#jeff x reader#jeff emh#jeff emh x reader#sick fic#sickfic#comfort#comfort x reader#jeff x sick reader#emh comfort drabbles#written for a frend#written as requested
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someone to sit with when the evening draws in
It is not nothing, this not being alone.
“Why,” he says gently, ducking his head in an effort to meet her eyes, “would you be buying me a new coat?”
“Well, because you need one,” she says, so matter-of-factly that he can’t really be offended, “yours is a horrid old thing."
i have been talking about writing this for aeons and it's possible no-one will care for the concept but me but i do. i care so much. there should be an established lavender marriage tag on ao3 and it's a scandal that there isn't.
#vienna blood#oskar rheinhardt#max liebermann#leah liebermann#[through tears] what if.......frends#this took three years and was written in three houses hot damn#this is your captain speaking#relentless self-promotion
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Is it too late to ask for a lil story abt fluffynight (ccino x nightmare<<)?
never too late!! my story request are always open!! :D
[ ship: fluffynight / ccino x nightmare ]
The cafe is always a silent dull in the vast multiverses, Ccino had seen many, many Sanses, Toriels and other NPCs. His cafe is always a good stop from the chaos, mostly used as a neutral ground of many opposing sides of all kinds.
That being said, it's not a rare occurrence of doubles meeting each other. Some have defining traits being able to tell which is who, others would have to get to know better to differentiate. Ccino, having to meet some harsher characters for a while now, had been.... falling for a certain Nightmare.
This particular Nightmare, whom he calls him Nocturne, could almost be mistaken as a regular Nightmare passing by, if it weren't for the moon-related necklace and singular earring. Nocturne had been becoming a regular, with how often he came into the cafe ordering a cup of chamomile tea.
Ccino wasn't sure on why he was admiring Nocturne so much, when he had met hundreds of Nightmares just like him. Perhaps there is a certain charm he hadn't known yet...
He sighed as he stood there on the counter, watching his (apparently favourite) regular reading a book of some unknown language. He hadn't even known his eyelights had turned into hearts until someone catches his attention, causing Ccino to drop back into reality and apologizing to the Papyrus AU.
Behind the hard covers of his book, Nocturne had also... fallen in love with Ccino, his purple blush hidden away from other customers.
#mailmail✉️#✨ written paper'd#krispzy chippzy frend!!#fluffynight#ccino x nightmare#ccino sans#nightmare sans#heheher them...... wawawawa#yeah i could've gone with ccino being flustered with nightmare's charm#but i also wanted to add some of my headcanons for ccino cackles
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omg are you an astronomy nerd too??
No but I love space >:)))
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Characters: Aoi Daichi | Clay Terran & Hoshinari Taiyou | Solomon Starbuck
Clay doesn't feel too good, but he'd never let that get in the way of his job. So he decided he'll tough it out - it's just a little stomachache, it won't do too much harm, right?
Right?
At least Mr. Starbuck is there to help him in his time of need.
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Day 18 baby!!!!
#ace attorney#clay terran#solomon starbuck#dual destinies#sicktember#sicktember 2022#sickfic#sorry if starbucks a bit weirdly written i havent played dd in a while#aa spoilers#for frends who havent played aa5 but no actual spoilers#'tortilla did you skip days 16 and 17' no i just got stuck writing them#I'll go back to those eventually#tortilla writes#aa5
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oliver ( @lastwhale ) —— “ i thought i might find you here. ”
the ocean’s surface is wide — a mirror that ripples and flickers with light as the sun dips closer to it. for years it was something she only saw through photographs or detailed in books, kept caged high in the sky. even the first beach she saw at battleship bay seemed magic to her, despite not being close to the real thing. now she finds herself drawn to the water wherever she travels, a way to stay grounded. maybe she’s looking for some semblance of peace from the water like her father found. her head turns when a familiar voice comes creeping up behind her, a small smile as oliver sits next to her. ❝ wasn’t exactly hiding. ❞ she isn’t able to veil the listlessness in her voice. the moment was coming anyways. ❝ i have to go soon. keep traveling. but i won’t be gone forever, i promise. ❞ anna reaches into her collar and tugs loose a necklace of leather rope, a piece of bone threaded onto it like a pendant. ❝ after all, i still have your charm on me. ❞
#lastwhale#not stars; doors — ( ic : anna dewitt. )#frends…..#i havent written anna in so long this is rusty oTL
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Hi Kasey! I'm honestly happy everytime I read your fics, it was all beautifully written & looks so effortful!! If you have time, please consider writing a fic with lee reader, with lers todoroki and bakugou hehe (I'm thinking the reader is a new/transfer student to UA, and initially scared of bakugou and todoroki because of their "intimidating presence" during the UA Sports Festival). Deku wanted to show that both of his frends (Baku and Todo) are actually approachable, so Deku introduced the reader to them, and somehow say something that makes them tickle the reader lol (probably deku's saying the reader is ticklish or telling todo & baku in advance that the new student "reader" is intimidated by them so they show their playful sides when introduced to the reader)
The readed can be male/gender neutral, but please no foot tickles, thank youu!!! Have a wonderful day Kasey!
AJASHSJ THANK YOUUUU!! That is so sweet, I'm happy you like my writing! 💚 Hopefully they arent too OOC, I really need to watch the new season (TwT) Little disclaimer, the bitch went and deleted itself when my platform updated, so I pumped most of it out at midnight. I'm sorry this is so late, I hope you Enjoy!
Lee: Gender Neutral Reader
Lers: Todoroki and Bakugou
Summary: A new transfer student at UA, you're a bit scared of Bakugou and Todoroki's whole demeanors. Midoriya gives them some tips on how to seem less threatening.
Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!
You had been at UA for almost two weeks, most of class 1A warmed up to you pretty quickly. You had finally figured out your class schedule, gotten used to Aizawa's power naps, and made a few friends. The only thing you hadn't gotten used to was how... intimidating some of your classmates were.
Todoroki and Bakugou weren't bad, they just didn't have a very friendly air to them. Bakugou screams and cusses, you were afraid to look at him wrong. And Todoroki... his stoic silence was enough to ward you away. He always seemed like he wasn't in the mood to talk.
One student you managed to befriend was Izuku Midoriya. The greenette did his best to make sure you were comfortable, introducing you to other students and rambling about their interests and skills. It was a bit hard to follow, but he helped you. He also couldn't help but notice your aversion to his two classmates.
He decided to do something about it.
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"Come on Kacchan, you know I didn't mean it like that!"
Midoriya had tried talking to the pair about their demeanors, and it went about as well as you can image. Bakugou was not pleased.
"I do NOT need to change for the newbie!" His signature scowl was on his face, his palms crackling as he yelled. He was a touch offended that Midoriya had asked him to dial it back a bit. He's not that scary... right?
"Kacchan... Please? I just want them to feel comfortable around you two." Todoroki hadn't said a word, though his brows were slightly furrowed. He didn't think he came off that intimidating. Sure, he didn't talk much, but you weren't afraid of him... right?
"Look, I'm not saying you two need to change. Just... show your human sides. Be playful, show them you can have fun." He wracked his brain, trying to think of what his classmates could do to show their new friend their playful sides.
An idea popped into his head, making his face light up. Each of his friends had wrecked him within the past month. It's mostly harmless, and a great way to establish a playful relationship with the new student. "I got it! How about you two tickle them!"
Both students blinked, registering his suggestion. Bakugou was the first to react. "Uh, the fuck? How is that gonna help, Deku?!" Todoroki nodded, seeming to agree with the firey blonde.
"Okay, you two need to seem less intimidating, more approachable. You need to be playful! What's more playful than tickling?" Todo bit his lip, considering this. It had admittedly been kinda fun to tickle Midoriya, but with them? He didn't know if it was the best way to go about it.
"I don't know. What if it makes things worse?" Deku sighed, choosing his words carefully. Bakugou was still mumbling, surprisingly giving him a moment to talk.
"I'm not saying it's guaranteed, but it may help. And you didn't hear it from me, but... they kinda like it." That simple sentence took almost all hesitation out of Todoroki. He was still a bit iffy, but if they like it, it's worth a shot.
"Okay, I'll play. They like it, it's an idea. But you seriously think they're just gonna let us waltz up and tickle them? I'd beat the shit outta someone if they did that." The blonde's tone was shockingly neutral, the usual heat replaced with curiosity and skepticism. He wanted to meet you, to take away most of that unnecessary fear. You seemed decent.
"Well, no. Be sneaky about it. You guys are creative, just use a little teamwork. I believe in you!" These ideas could work. You needed to get used to the duo, and they needed to work on their people skills. It's a win-win, if they go for it.
Todoroki huffed before nodding. "I'll try it." His answer was short, yet it was all Midoriya needed. The dual-quirked student was willing to try and get to know you. If that meant being a little silly, so be it.
"Okay! What about you Kacchan?"
The blonde rolled his eyes, a small smile forming on his face. "Fine. Let's try it."
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You were sitting on the main room couch, trying to relax. Training that day had been a bit rigourus, leaving you kinda tired. Needless to say, you were more than a little surprised when you saw both Bakugou and Todoroki enter the common room.
You were downright shocked when they both waved at you, coming to join you on the couch. Todoroki leaned on the back of the couch while Bakugou sat down beside you. Tension quickly found it's way into your frame, their combined prescence wracking your nerves.
"Uh... hey guys. You need something?" They look between eachother, as if having a silent debate. Apparently, Bakugou lost, grumbling something before he speaks to you.
"Jus' wanted to say hi. You seem decent, not like the other extras. Great smile, too." Okay, that's a bit out of left field. Hot-tempered Bakugou, complimenting your smile? He seems... almost playful. It's a complete 180 from the Katsuki you're used to.
Todoroki, who's been characteristically quiet, said something that surprised you. "He's right. Your laugh is quite nice." You let your guard down, just enough to loosen the muscles in your shouders and arms. This... wasn't what you were expecting at all.
Seeing you relax, they moved onto Phase 2 of their poorly-discussed plan. Bakugou moved his hand to your side, stopping just shy of your skin. You couIdn't help but freeze up, seeing his fingers twitch ever-so sligty, just inches away from making contact. Clearing your troat, you looked back up at Todoroki.
Both students wore the same mischevious expression. The smile compliments, wiggling fingers, smirks... Oh shi-
Before you could react, 10 wiggling fingers descended on your sides. Baku's tickles were rough and fast, quickly sending you into a giggle fit. "Bakugohohohou! Whahat are you dohohoing?!"
The explosive teen smirked, continuing the onslaught on your poor sides. "Tickling you, dumbass. What else would I be doing?" You batted weakly at his hands, not putting up much of a fight. You didn't really mind. At least not nearly as much as you were pretending to.
Feeling a bit left out, Todoroki grabbed your arms, holding them above your head. Using his free hand, he gently prodded at your armpit. The difference between Todo's light, teasing tickles and Baku's fast, rough torment had your head reeling, little squeaks dotting your laughter.
You could fuel Bakugou's hands exploring, slowly making their way across your stomach. Todoroki contined to tease your armpit, occasionally moving down to knead your ribs. The moment the blonde's fingers reached your belly button, you squealed and twisted in Todo's grip.
Baku took the opportunity to tease you, wanting to establish a playful mood. "Found your giggle button, eh? The squeaking is cute, keep it up."
If you had the choice, you would *not* have kept it up. Being called "cute" by Bakugou wasn't something you felt like reliving. But, with a teasing explosion boy on your belly, you couldn't help but continue.
Todoroki kept his pace steady as he teased your armpit. He didn't want to go too far. The gentle tickling was somehow worse, building up you anticipation and setting your nerves on fire.
You wriggled and squirmed, making a show out of trying to escape. They saw right though your act. It was adorable, they thought.
"You really do have a nice laugh. It's good that you like this, we're having fun as well." It was shocking to hear Todoroki say this. The typically stoic, resigned teen's comment sends heat to your cheeks. They chuckle at your blush, deciding not to comment on it.
"N-noho I'm nohot! Shuhuhut uhup!" The teasing made it all twice as bad, their sweet words ramping up your sensitivity. On top of that, Todoroki started to actually tickle you, digging his fingers into your armpit and ribs. It's not unpleasant, but just enough to bring loud belly laughter from you.
The intensity increase wasn't awful, but you were reaching your limit. A bright red hue had taken over your face, slowly spreading down your neck. Your squirming had doubled and contained actual effort at this point. It was getting to be a lot.
The pair picked up on this rather quickly. Todoroki was the first to stop, nudging Bakugou to do the same. After a few quick scratches on your belly button, he stilled his hands and backed off. The half-and-half student started to rub small circles into your back, letting go of your arms.
You were still giggling softly, phantom tickles buzzing on your belly and ribs. Todo smiled as you caught your breath, rubbing the calming circles while Bakugou grabbed some water. They had both learned from Midoriya that aftercare is important.
One glass of a water later, you had managed to stop giggling, your cheeks' glow fading to a light pink. Bakugou sat on the couch beside you, a small smirk on his face. You felt like you should say something, though your mind came up blank at the thought. They seemed to understand this, sitting on either side of you as the TV is turned on. Words aren't needed, those two have got this covered.
As for your thoughts on them...
You definitely weren't as intimidated by them after all that. At least, not for the same reasons. The difference then: they were seriously good at tickling you. They know you enjoy it, but don't judge you or take it too far...
Maybe they aren't so bad after all.
#mha tickle#lee!reader#ler!bakugou#ler!todoroki#ticklish!reader#mha reader insert#sfw tickling community#tickle fic#tickle#my hero academia tickle#gender nuetral reader#mha bakugou#mha todoroki#mha midoriya#yn mha#request#lee!gender neutral reader#mha tickling
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synopsis: the second orgasm bucky gives you is with his mouth.
pairing: bucky barnes (roommate) x fem!reader
word count: 2.0k
warnings: 18+ ONLY. friends to lovers, slow burn, dirty talk, praise kink, soft dom bucky, inexperienced reader, oral, face riding, grinding/dry humping, praise kink, innocence kink, soft bucky
notes: hi frends i’ve been very sick this past week with the flu/just chronically ill in general so this may not be very well written compared to my other stuff. i do hope that u enjoy! this was super fun to write!!
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You began avoiding Bucky the very next morning, refusing to let him get to your head. Not to mention you were having just a teensy tiny, really minuscule crisis. It was no big deal, really. But you didn’t want to accept the fact that Bucky had given you the best orgasm of your life.
It wasn’t Bucky, you told yourself. You could easily replicate that orgasm yourself. And you tried, you really tried. You tried with your fingers, with your toys, you tried everything.
But you always came to the same conclusion, that Bucky fucking Barnes really was that fucking good with his fingers. It was an annoying fact, but you yearned for his touch once again. Not to mention his words that floated in the back of your mind.
We’re just getting started.
A part of you wishes that he just fucked you. That he gave you everything and you would’ve hoped that it wasn’t that good. It would’ve been mediocre sex and you could’ve moved on. But no, instead Bucky gave you a mind blowing orgasm that you couldn’t forget.
The week has come and gone and when you stepped out into the living room to find Bucky lounging on the couch with a beer, you groaned. Fuck did he look good. So fucking good and he wasn’t even trying.
“Hey sweetheart, you done ignoring me yet?” He asks casually, eyes not leaving the television screen as he takes a swig of his beer.
You scowl, “I’m not ignoring you.” You patter around the kitchen, settling on popping a few blueberries in your mouth as you watch him lower the volume.
He turns, that same stupid backwards cap decorating his head along with his signature cocky smirk.
“I asked how your day was on Wednesday and you just stared at me before darting into your bedroom.” He states with an amused look on his face.
You groan, this time not from arousal. “Fine. Okay, yes. I was ignoring you, but you gave me the best orgasm of my life. I didn’t exactly know how to react.”
You’d moved closer to the living room, crossing your arms over your chest as he stands to his full, daunting height. He crosses the small space before he’s towering over you. You’ve really missed him, even the scent of his body wash mixed with his laundry detergent.
His eyes flicker over your lips for a brief moment, eyes darkening as you both stare at each other for a few seconds before Bucky finally speaks.
“I’ve been thinking of you, you know?” He purrs, brushing his thumb over your bottom lip.
Your breath catches in your throat at his forwardness, a shiver creeping up your spine before settling permanently at the nape of your neck. Goosebumps pebble your skin as you stay transfixed on his eyes boring into your own.
Bucky leans forward, his hot breath warming the shell of your ear, “I haven’t been able to get your taste out of my mind, sweetheart.”
Your eyes flutter closed at his words, allowing yourself to lean into his touch. You fall against him, his strong arm wrapping around your waist to keep you upright. When you open your eyes, he’s staring down at you and smirking.
You know that look. It means he’s thinking of something. He’s usually up to no good when he gets a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. This time, you don’t care how much trouble he can get you in, not when your core is aching with need for him.
“Really?” You ask, your voice is meek and you hate how you don’t sound confident.
He hums, the sound warm as the vibrations radiate from his chest and onto your own. “I’ve had my hand wrapped around my cock every goddamn night because of you.”
You’re about to collapse if it wasn’t for his arm around you, his flesh hand now cupping the back of your neck possessively.
“If I told you I’d get on my knees and beg for a taste, would you say yes, hmm?” Bucky purrs in your ear, a delicious sound that makes you gasp lightly. He’s holding you so close now that you can feel the steady rhythm of his heart against your chest.
Your thoughts are scrambled and your brain is mush from his words. Maybe that’s just the effect Bucky has on you because suddenly you can’t see straight and your core is throbbing with need for his touch again. You meet his eyes, dark and swimming with something that looks like lust and want.
He runs his thumb over your bottom lip, not even realizing you had been slightly pouting. Your lips are slightly parted, your breath coming out in heavy, but soft pants against Bucky’s skin.
Bucky bent his body, his eyes now level with you as he absolutely towered and enveloped you. The words that came out of his mouth next had the ability to make you come on the spot. Or kill you. Either one and you weren’t sure which was going to happen.
“You know I don’t usually beg, sweetheart. But fuck—for you? Do you feel what you do to me?” He asked, gently pressing his hips against yours. It didn’t feel forced, it was intimate as you wiggled against him and let out a soft, needy whine.
Your dreams had been infiltrated by Bucky, his hands and lips all over your body as you imagined what his cock would feel like as he sunk into you. Maybe you were just really fucking horny, but you needed him more than you realized.
“I’ll get on my knees and beg any day of the week for you, baby. Just to get a chance to worship your sweet, sweet pussy.” His voice is low and raspy in your ear as you fist your fingers in his shirt, pulling him closer into you.
“Bucky,” it was the only thing you could get out now. Your voice must’ve surprised Bucky, because his face softened and you felt his cock jump against your hip. Note to self: Bucky has an innocence kink.
“I’ve got you, I’m right here. Tell me what you need, sweetheart.” He whispers before you take a deep breath and finally find the strength to speak again.
“Take care of me. Please.” Bucky’s eyes fluttered shut as he groaned at your words. If it wasn’t for how hard he was against your hip, you would’ve been embarrassed, but it was too late for that.
He just nodded, placing a soft kiss to the edge of your lips, “come with me.” His command was gentle as he led you into his bedroom before he quickly shut the door.
You’d been in here many times before, usually to steal his sweatshirts or yell at Bucky to stop leaving his boxers on the couch. But now? You saw it in a completely different light. It was so uniquely Bucky that you wished you had more time to admire it.
There were a few plants on the windowsill, books scattered the bookshelf and so many movie posters tacked on the wall. His bed wasn’t made, but neither was yours. The sheets crumpled as Bucky set you on them. You took a deep breath, inhaling Bucky’s scent as you looked back at him.
“Can I undress you?” He asked and you smiled lazily, nodding your head to help him shimmy your leggings and panties off your legs. Your sweater came next, surprising Bucky when it revealed your bare chest.
He stared down at you, his index finger tracing your soft curves. You didn’t feel self conscious, not with yourself and not with Bucky. The hair that decorated your mound wasn’t off putting to Bucky and you knew he didn’t think twice about it.
“I can’t believe you’re in my bed.” He commented, a dorky grin on his face as you let out a giggle. His body covers yours, but the second his lips find your collarbones, your giggles turn to breathy moans.
It’s like he’s worshipping every inch of your body, trailing kisses lower and lower before expertly avoiding where you need him most. He takes his time with your thighs, small little love bites delivered to them as you watch him completely enamoured.
“Relax,” he coos. “Lean back…yeah, just like that. Good girl.” He purrs as you let your head sink into his comfortable pillows. You can feel Bucky’s breath fan over your core as he spreads you, the upper half of his body on the bed to get as close as possible to you.
“I’ll never get over how responsive your body is to me.” He says, nose bumping your clit as shocks run through your body.
You get absolutely no warning before Bucky’s hot and warm tongue is flat against your pussy. He’s in no rush as he laps up your excitement, every part of you being gently licked as you whimper as grab at the sheets.
“You taste so fucking sweet.” He groans against you, the low timbre of how voice sends vibrations through your body and you give up on having any control over your body as he flicks the tip of his tongue over your clit.
Bucky feasts like a starving man, sucking and licking at you, his room filling with obscene noises as you let your hips grind over his face. Your legs tighten over his shoulders and back, realizing that Bucky was moving his own hips in tandem with yours.
He was fucking the mattress, grinding against it as he ate you out and you let out a cry as you felt yourself grow closer to your orgasm. It was insane. Bucky was insane. You couldn’t catch your breath and your heart was hammering wildly.
You know you won’t be able to give Bucky any warning, but you’re also sure that he knows because when your orgasm snaps, consuming you, Bucky’s fingers dig deep into the supple flesh of your thighs to bring his face closer to your cunt.
A cry rips from your throat from the force of your orgasm, Bucky’s tongue gentle enough against your clit for the pleasure to continue to roll over you much longer than any other orgasm you’ve ever had.
Bucky let’s out a low groan against you, his body going rigid before you feel his hot, uneven breath against your core. He’s still buried between your thighs and you think he looks good there with his messy, disheveled hair.
You both manage to barely compose yourselves, Bucky sitting up and you’re about to open your mouth to say something about taking care of him before your eyes meet the wet spot on his pants.
His eyes meet yours and you think you can see a blush tint his cheeks as he shrugs, “I-um, I should go get cleaned up.”
Bucky goes to stand up, but you don’t let him. You grab his metal arm gently, but Bucky is so off-guard that you manage to get his ass on the bed before you’re straddling him. It’s a little unfair, you’re naked and he’s completely dressed.
He looks confused, but you don’t let him say anything before you desperately kiss him, giving him more than you could’ve with words. Bucky reciprocates immediately, wrapping you in his arms as his tongue swipes against your bottom lip.
The kiss is messy and you taste yourself on him as his tongue swipes against yours. When you pull away, Bucky’s eyes search yours as he smirks, “you’re the first person that’s made me come in my pants.”
You smile, chuckling softly, “it’s really hot.” You admit and Bucky swallows thickly as his pupils widen at your words.
Nothing else is said for a short time, Bucky’s hands just silently wandering your body before you finally manage to find the courage and speak up.
“Can I sleep in your bed tonight, Bucky?” Your eyes are shut, cheek resting against his strong shoulder because you’re expecting a rejection. But it never comes.
“Yes. God—yes. Of course, sweetheart. Why don’t we get cleaned up and you can pick what shirt you wanna steal.” He says teasingly as you slide off his lap to stand with him.
As you watch Bucky rifle through his closet, watching him work you realize that this is no longer about Bucky giving you a do-over because you don’t think you can give him up. The worst part? You haven’t even had sex yet.
#bucky barnes smut#bucky barnes x reader smut#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes au#bucky barnes oneshot#bucky barnes fanfic#bucky barnes fic#bucky barnes fanfiction
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Hello! I was wondering if you know if typing quirks like this work normally for screen readers?:
"hai everybodi my name iz cool dawg! pleaz b mai frend."
When said aloud, this sentence sounds almost the same as if it had been written plainly. As long as words sound the same as they are spelled, is it okay to type them that way? Or do screen readers get confused and make the wrong sounds?
Thank you if you are able to answer!
Well, the Windows 10 narrator + NVDA + android talkback all sounds sort of fine on our end but we cant gaurantee that every screen reader will be the same.
For example: there are screen readers that handle all caps as if theyre acronymns or don't handle them well, but the ones we use can read all caps fine.
Especially, the ones on older machines or different circumstance.
Is not horribly inaccessible, but not inherently accessible either...
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Chapter 4
Tw: blood and gore, hostage, child murder.
Written by twoeyedshockwave-lol
The dead of night.... Lil Billy had no idea what was in store... FOR HIM. So one day there was Billy and he very was sad because he no got to see Frend Shade. So one day in the midnight of night middle, he ran from home..
Bally then see a factory where Shade work... Billy ver happ
Billy: "😍😍😍 OMY FRIENDLIE SHADOW HOUZ!!!1!" He ran to the building, not suspicious of the dangers ahead......
Billy ran to build ing to see weird robo man. Billy wanted to sopriz Frin Shade. HE SNEAK INTO BUILD. " Frien Sdaow???" He said. THEN HE SAW FRIENDLU SHAAOW HUTTUNG PEOLE AND KILLUG RHWM!!!!!!!
"FRIENDLY SHADOWW!!!!!!!!!!" HE SCREAMD. Then shadow friend kill billy...FOREVER!!!!!"
(This is a shitpost joke btw this shit is not cannon to the rebellion au whatsoever)
@somebodytolove31 @kitkat-katty @shiningshard @call-me-casual
#autodale#made by my wonderful friend homless#HAHAHHAHAHSHAHAH#making me shit bricks#friendly shadow#april fools
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spoiler warning for chapter 4 of rebirth - if you're after ch.5, you're good to go
a little headcanon & i still haven't played further than chapter 8 so i cant say if there's anything else alluding to this but off of the back of that ask / posting that gifset, i wanted to talk about heid's reasons for doing what he did and a little deeper look into things.
so, firstly - he did it because it's his job. if we're going to be cynical about this - that's why he did it. he's not only the director of security, but he's the right hand to the president. and the right hand to the president is tasked with protecting him at all costs. i've headcanoned before that heid was once essentially like secret service for president shinra. so his job would be taking bullets. personally, i am so happy that rebirth let it be him and not tseng ( im sorry tseng frends ) i just felt this being heidegger gives him an edge to his character that i have KNOWN is there but feel i've been fighting to represent since remake came out.
secondly - he sees rufus as an almost 'son' like figure / the son of his good friend. i can imagine shinra making heidegger vow to protect rufus at some point. be that when rufus was a child or older. heidegger takes vows very seriously. he is not the kind of person to swear by something and be talking shit. yes, he lies. yes, he spins propaganda. but if he swears - and i mean - swears to do something. he will do it. look at how entirely willing he is to jump in harms way. there is not a slither of hesitation. the man WILL save rufus regardless of cost.
thirdly - guilt. this is my little dash of spice into this headcanon because i can't help myself. obviously, i've always written heid as somewhat idolising and looking up to shinra and willing to lay his life on the line for him. well, where was heid when shinra died? who knows. but the fact is, he feels he failed him. his friend is dead and he honestly believes he COULD HAVE stopped it but didn't. now, if anything, that encourages him to protect rufus all the more. he knows rufus can hold his own but fuck he'll be damned if he fails his old friend once more.
forth - a little sprinkle of the self-serving goodness. a little wound to the back for rufus' trust? or even his admiration? well, that aint too bad owo. now, i do believe that rufus already knows heidegger's capabilities / strengths / weakness. and i don't believe rufus is dumb enough to decide 'oh yea, i trust him entirely now' but I DO THINK rufus would at least appreciate it. hell, maybe it's nostalgic for him? maybe heidegger looked out for him as a kid? maybe it'll make them closer? (please ffvii).
#ffvii rebirth spoilers#(headcanon)#as you can tell i am not over that scene :)#i also took screenies of soldiers talking about heid lol!
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Your Anne and sprig dream comic feels like it was literally written for me ahhh I can’t tell you happy I was when reading it like?? The fantasy element of them doing the dream sharing thing is so weirdly specific to my tastes, I love it so much. And how sprig is happy to see her but doesn’t think that she’s the real Anne and he doesn’t want to feel like he’s holding her back even though he hasn’t let go of her either?? And the phone almost being destroyed?? And sprig feeling like he lost his only connection to Anne forever?? Only for both of them to realize later that they can communicate to each other through their dreams??
*takes deep breath*
*incoherent dinosaur-like noises*
THANK YOUUUUUU man i got such a nice response to that comic i got like 3 more asks like this (i chose to answer this one cuz its the longest hehe)
i mighhhhghtttbtjgjrjfjr might. MIGHT. make a part 2. but not nearly as fluffy, actually angsty as hell. its a few hcs i discussed with ma frend jowi (@/jojobearoo go follow him hes awesome😳) about anne telling sasha and marcy about her dreams. and heh. it isnt pretty 🤟
ANYWAYS THANK U!!! IM GLAD U ENJOYED 💕💕💕
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ooooooo is it a possibility where u could write something with Vampire Swap?/np/np/nf (like a y/n x vamp swap type of thing HJJHSHSHSH)
m. mariiberry my beloved.............
[ mariiberry / vamp swap by @krispzchaps ]
You just so happen to have an unfortunate luck of losing your usual trail back home after camping with your friends. And now you're lost.
In the woods.
At night.
You huffed your worries away, chinning up. " Okay, " you reassured yourself, " it seems that I'm... lost. But only for now, right? I can- I can find my way out of here. " And with that in mind, you gripped your hiking stick close to you and find your way out.
Minutes pass and yet you still haven't found your way back, as if you've been walking in circles. You wiped the sweat from your forehead and decided, well, if you can't find your way out then you'll just set up a tent here.
It was hard trying to set said tent with just a fire lamp flickering softly as your light, but you managed. Maybe in hindsight, you should've followed with them, but of course, your stubbornness got in the way and look where that got you.
After many, many attempts to hit the nails down, your tent is ready! Now you can just sle-
You heard a snap of a twig somewhere. You whipped your head towards the sound, only to find... nothing there. Was it a hare? Or a squirrel? Maybe. You turned your head back to-
OH GOD THERE'S SOMEONE IN FRONT OF YOU.
You yelped rather weakly as two blue eyes stared at you, unmoving. Upon closer inspection, you see... a skeleton with a blue cape crouching down and just... looking at you with a curious face. You managed to catch your breath for a moment before asking the other who he was.
" ah, silly me! i haven't introduced myself, how rude hehe.. my name's Mariiberry! nice to meet you, human. " 'Mariiberry' extended his hand out for you to shake on. You shook but as you let go, a lingering fuzz hung on your hand. You rubbed it off.
" i can see your current state, human! why not you come with me to stay for a while, hm? "
Now.
You've learned about stranger danger your whole life. But.
There's something in his voice that feels so...
Enticing.
You were hesitant to accept the offer (mostly because you don't wanna leave the tent unattended, that shit costed like 65 bucks.)
But either way, you accepted. And there's something about his smile that makes your heart flutter in both flattery.
And worry.
#I THINK I WENT TOO LONG HERE BUT WHATEVER#grrrrr himb.........#✨ written paper'd#vamp swap#krispzy chippzy frend!!#mailmail✉️
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What did you think of the latest episode ?
Hi again. (:
I have a tag for liveblogging the new volume if you are interested in checking it out. Here is a link to the chronological order of my Seraphina Watches V9 Tag and uses too many third-person tags for ease of blocking and reference, and the chronological order of my Volume 9 ruminations.
Yes, if you're using the custom desktop theme, you can add /chrono to the end of a tag and it will now show you posts in order. One of the benefits of using a custom desktop theme in addition to the basic dashboard view. Tumblr Staff DON'T want you to know this lifechanging hack.
That being said, I mean in terms of personal feelings? I think the past episode was the one I had the most issue with all volume. My immediate inclination is to suspect that this is because all the effort's been funnelled into the finale (and previous episodes) because I think penultimate episodes don't necessarily have as higher viewership. My other hunch is that probably more than half the episode was set-up for something to be rejected, which as I was watching the episode felt like they had been walking back the development of Episode 8, and you have to understand that my expectations are in the floor because I enjoy RWBY so much. If I enjoy something, it makes me more trepidatious, and I just expect my investment to have been for nothing. It doesn't make me a trustful viewer.
It doesn't help that I think RWBY is smart in ways a lot of stories avoid now (actual commitment, fundamental storytelling tools used in exciting ways, fucking necessary and purposeful dialogue) and if I've been trained to expect worse because there is so much shit around, I'm going to expect shit.
Anyway, I think what's really funny is that people take such issue with Miles and Kerry, and like I'm not trying to deliberately step on a landmine or anything but I think it's interesting neither of them wrote this episode (it was Eddy Rivas and someone else) and as it's possibly the worst written episode of the volume - handholding dialogue, expository best frend speeches (puke), characters saying REALLY IMPORTANT THINGS AT YOU, Curious Cat's characterisation clumsily handled - and the writing is the most important part to me - I guess I have to fucking wonder? I'm not trying to start shit, truly, but I also think the RWBY fandom might have issues. On the other hand I have to wonder if this episode was similarly passed off just because it's the set-and-scene for the finale.
I didn't learn anything new or interesting about Ruby either, so none of her development in this episode was that interesting to me, which is a real shame because I think a character walking through a metaphysical otherplace of rebirth should probably have more to do and say, but that's just me.
As I said in my liveblog, I have this issue where RWBY is really really really really great and actually smart and clever (this fandom is fucking dumb), and then there's the odd occasion of breathtakingly bad handholding dialogue or the fucking friendship is magic bullshit, and then I'm asking where the interesting characters have gone. I know that Volume 9's focus on a smaller cast a) gave them an ostensibly easier time and b) gave the fanbase who wanted team RWBY hijinks some fun, but given that the only two interesting characters this volume are Jaune and Ruby, and now Jaune and Ruby were split up this episode, it is naturally a harder time for me. Their development is clearly the most important, the stagnation of the other three (and growth/happiness) is clearly meant to contrast with the suffering characters, but also Weiss' characterisation this volume has so far been insufferable (the not-a-princess who invents problems is not one I really like anymore - and I used to be a Weiss fan for most of the show) and Blake/Yang are interesting insofar as they've failed Ruby and that is fun.
So I can write up some of my unhappiness with this episode to just like, bad writing, bad writing for a reason, motivated set-up, and then also catering to idiots who don't even a basic storytelling knowledge who need the mythic concept of rebirth explained to them. NEWSFLASH: that part of the fandom doesn't care, will never care, and will never be happy, because their job is to be upset online and they like it, and they will never ever ever ever pay attention to dialogue because dialogue, foreshadowing, and basic character interaction and development DON'TTTT MEAN ANYTHING TO THEM. The only thing shit like pandering to non-fans does is alienate actual people who are not fucking stupid. It's embarrassing and weak and noncommital and it is probably my most major problem with RWBY.
RWBY is best when it's doubling down on its unique ideas and unique commitments and unique character and its actual special sense of magic and fun. Eschew the lampshading, fuck da haterz, fuck the people who have no sense of spectacle and substance.
Also I'm really hoping that 'acceptance' stuff was bullshit considering Jaune got thrown in Ben Solo's deathpit. That's about the only way I can read that nonsensical dialogue because there is no way in Hell that the solution to Salem's scenario is just ~acceptance~. The gods are unkind and unsympathetic, and Salem and Ozma will see each other again. Love endures. So if they walk back that set-up I'll be bigmad. I don't know how you get the restoration of tragedy to comedy without some big epic answer that is greater than 'hmmm you shoulda got over it'. That's not how storytelling works and not storytelling of grand, epic, powerful, magic, fairytale proportions.
Don't give me charcters from broken fairytales with broken idealism and tell them to give that idealism up. Sorry. Go big or go home. When I think about how this episode contrasts to the rest of the show, and indeed the previous episode with Ruby's little speech (you go girl, that was one of my favourite moments in the whole volume, you're so FUCKING right, this is BULLSHIT), then I want to assume it's being smart. I want to.
So I'm just hoping that, say, Jaune's annoying dialogue this episode led to his fall by necessity. I am also hoping that the writers stop pandering to idiots and just fucking write the story they want to write.
It remains to be seen regarding the finale. It's hard to judge a work-in-progress without the synthesis of its ideas. It's the inherent risk of speculation (especially for a blog like mine), because I'm riding big money on theoretical suppositions about how the resolution is supposed to work based on the given thesis and antithesis of the show.
I say this loving RWBY. I say this as a fan of RWBY. I say this as someone who saw Penny's death coming and Ironwood's fall and who has loved almost every other polarising narrative decision. So this isn't a hatepost for the show, not at all, and I'm not tagging it that way. But to my detractors, neither am I 'toxically positive' and neither - neither! - is liking a story something I have to qualify to make myself sound fucking smart. Liking things purely and being able to identify what makes them tick is actually the starting foundation of coherent criticism - which is a common issue online. A lot of criticism postures as 'my personal feelings, mostly to the effect of that this sucks' without being able to identify the identity of a work.
So the reason I really didn't enjoy watching Episode 9 is because it didn't lean into RWBY's strengths.
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Letter written by Lady Elizabeth Tudor to Dowager Queen of England, Katheryn Parr.
“Although I coulde not be plentiful in giving thankes for the manifold kindenis received at your hithnis hande at my departure, yet I am some thinge to be borne with al, for truly I was replete with sorowe to departe frome your highnnis, especially leaving you undoubtful of helthe, and albeit I answered litel I wayed [weighed] it more dipper [deeper] when you sayd you wolde warne me of al evelles that you shulde hire of me, for if your grace had not a good opinion of me you wolde not have offered friendship to me that way, that al men iuge [judge] the contrarye, but what may I more say than thanke God for providinge suche frendes to me, desiringe God to enriche me with ther [their] longe life, and me grace to be in hart no les thankeful to receyve it, than I nowe am glad in writinge to shewe it. And although I have plentye of matter, hire I wil staye [stop] for I knowe you ar not quiet to rede. Frome Cheston this present saterday.”
Link: national archives.gov.uk for
#tudor dynasty#Elizabeth I of England#elizabeth Tudor#queen elizabeth#queen Katherine#queen Katherine parr#dowager queen of England#Katherine parr#katheryn parr#Tudor England
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Proship April Day #3 - Parent/Child, Breakup
Mini-fic under the cut!
Rating: General
Fandom: Roblox Pokémon Brick Bronze
Pairing: Trainer Tess x Her Mother
Wordcount: 1,475
Warnings: Parent/Child Incest, Missing Persons, Barred from Leaving, Age Gap, AdultxChild, Breakup
Written for @proshipapril Day 3
Dragon Tamer's Diary
Tattered pages, a blue cover, with red lines across it, and the blue orb symbol on the front. Bronze had come across Tess’ old diary - Tess hadn’t been one to be too open about her past, focusing more on her dragon-types’ emotions and how to conserve some of the rarer Roria species, but given her silence after Jake had vanished… Bronze couldn’t help but take a peek. Maybe if they understood her, they could help. The spelling on the earlier pages wasn’t the best - muddled and clearly young, almost like she was just getting used to writing.
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Date: 21/10/2004
i tund FOUR todey! momy ses this meens i HAVE to look after the bloo orb!!!! the bloo orb is SUPR speshal! it maks mr kayoger stay slepy! and also also!!! can wek him up! momy and dady hav lookd after mr kayoger for SUPR long!!!! and its MY tun now! she maks me cake latr 🙂
Momys cake was yumy!! It tastd of dragun pokemons!!!!!!
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Date: 22/10/2004
todey is my fust dey looking after mr kayoger! momys waching me to mak sur it gos well. Im a bit scard of if mr kayoger doesnt lik me much. wen i hold the bloo orb at water it gos SPLOOSH SWISH FWOOM and rains. i think mr kayoger likd momy more.
momy ses mr kayoger dosnt hayt me and is just scard. she ses shel prov to mr kayoger that i can be likd by liking me WAY WAY WAY mor!!!! dady and momy got in a fite wen she sed that. maybe dady dosnt lik me seing mr kayoger as much. he sed momy cant lov me the way she liks mr kayoger and dady. but momy is supr nise to mr kayoger!!! i want to mary momy wen i grow up.
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Several pages appear to be missing, whether through being ripped out, or obscured from water damage while the young Tess was looking after Kyogre, a lot of entries are unavailable.
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Date: 04/06/2005
momy sed i can mary her if i do mor SUPR than norml with mr kayoger!! she ses the weding wil be next year and we CANT tell dady EVER becus hed get upset. momy ses its because hed get jelus of mr kayoger begining to lik me mor insted of him. momy ses after we mary she taks dady on a trip to the speshal lost ilands. the lost ilands hav new old pokemon!!!! lik dark ratatatata! And sykik richoo! i cant wait to see wat momy and dady bring bak!
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Date: 21/10/2005
hapy FIFTH birthdey to me! mr kyogre finaly liks me! and momy and i are girlfrneds now! momy taut me how to rite mr kyogre’s name propurly! she also gav me a speshal present. a gibbul! a gibbul is a dragun and groned pokemon! i think i wil cal my gibbul giby!
momy med cake again but i didnt get any. giby was SUPR rood and had the HOL cake in WON BITE!!!! i wus going to giv a slise to mr kyogre but giby ated the HOL THING! MEENIE!
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05/07/2006
Tomorow mommy leves for the lost ilands. So we had are weding. momy ses it wasnt ofishul becus roria wont let us mary propur. but i gotd a nise ring and dres! it was a LONG wite dres based on mr reshy ram!! mr reshy ram is a very speshal dragun and won i want to be bestest frends evar with! momy ses she buleves in me being frends with EVRY dragun pokemon! even if im ment to look after mr kyogre she enkur enkoraj enkarajes me to be frends with draguns!
i lov momy mor than anywon else!
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06/07/2006
I had school todey. They taut me how to write beter. I didnt get to sey goodbye to mommy and daddy. Both left for the lost ilands. I miss mommy alredy. I went down to the beach and crid to mr kyogre. Giby crid with me. I maried mommy and now shes alredy gon. She left a note where she sed she’s coming back in two months! So I see mommy again soon!
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06/09/2006
Its been two months. Mommy hasn’t come back and mr Kyogre isnt saying hello anymor. I dont know what hapened to make mommy not come back. Even if a mommy isnt a wife they should come back, right? Giby agrees with me. Mommy being my wife means she should be back MORE than if she wasnt!!! Its been hard to look after mr kyogre properly. Im getting worried. I mite have to give the blue orb to grampy.
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21/10/2008
I’m eight now. Mommy is still missing and I had to give up looking after Mr Kyogre to grampy. Daddy’s not come back, either… Its two more years until I get to go out on my own Pokemon journey. I hope she’s okay… weve not heard from either mommy or daddy for two years and Im wanting both of them to be okay. Happy birthday to me… none of mommys cake for me or Giby like the last two years. I miss the taste of her cooking. I miss her kisses. She doesnt get to see me grow up.
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23/10/2012
Grandpa won’t let me go outside. I was meant to start my Pokémon journey two years ago, but he found reports of a vessel crashed on the lost islands and he’s sure it’s my mom and dad’s boat. He’s worried something might have happened to them and he doesn’t want anything happening to me, either… He tells me “Tess, it’s dangerous in the Pokemon world. You’ll only get yourself lost or hurt.”
Even with Giby by my side he won’t let me do anything on my own! The most I’m allowed is to watch Kyogre from the lighthouse in Rosecove City - our home - but all the ocean does is remind me of my mother. My wife. Her disappearance… was it even right to marry her when she might never come back? I was so young… and now all the thought of her does is bring me pain.
My grandpa’s staying the guardian of the blue orb - he’s been gifting me Pokémon each year. Giby evolved into a Gabite… I have a Shelgon now, named Gony. There’s also my Axew, Axy. They all seem to take a lot of emotion to understand - there’s eternities of pain in dragon Pokemon that I think I’m starting to understand. I can feel their hurt just as they can feel mine. Where are you, mom? My birthday two days ago wasn’t anything special.
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19/10/2015
I’m sorry, Mom. It’s been far too long now… you’ve not come back, I’m locked in my lighthouse room like some sort of dragon-training Rapunzel, grandpa won’t allow me to so much as hold the blue orb anymore. I’ve failed your expectations by being banned from the outside world, unable to form friendships with new dragons… and by being unable to look after Kyogre. To think I called him “Mr Kayoger” when you first gave me the duty - now I can recite his entire movepool, his typing, and his power increase when he primal reverses, too… but it’s useless when grandpa doesn’t allow me to involve myself.
And you’ve still not returned… Nine years, nearly ten, and you’ve vanished from my life. That’s not how a relationship stays together, mother. I’m sorry you couldn’t see me grow - see me flourish and enjoy my life. If you were here, would I still be confined to my room? Would I still be forced away from my Kyogre guardian duties? I’m unsure… but you’ve hurt me by not coming back.
If you’re avoiding Roria due to a broken ship, you should have caught a flying Pokémon, at least! If you’re dead, then… I’m sorry for how cruel this next part is. You married me back when I was only five, but your lack of presence in my life has only brought me pain… I know you can’t read this, but I’m splitting up with you. Hopefully I meet someone who can help convince grandpa to let me leave and assist me in finding you again soon - if you’re still out there, we can try at a second chance.
But please. Never leave me behind again.
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Bronze closes the book, looking over it - They know that they became involved in Tess’ life two days after the final entry… and all that had brought her was reminders - Bronze’s own parents were missing, and just recently they had lost Jake to Team Eclipse and Hoopa. There wasn’t anything Bronze knew to say to help soothe their friend… so they released their Pokémon, and sat in silence, offering nothing more than company.
#proship#proshipper#proship april#proshipapril#anti anti#fictional incest cw#shipcest cw#age gap cw#comship#comshipper#adult x minor fiction#mother x daughter fiction#Proship April Day 3#antis dont interact#antis dni#not selfship
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