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valentines
listen I'm sorry for not posting on valentines. I was bout to leave yall hanging because I'm lonely as fuck and I was bout to throw bricks at ever couple I see but I decided I wanted to serve so ima go ahead and post.
Here yall go.
You don’t know what was talking over people's bodies but you were seeing people becoming girlfriends and boyfriends left and right. It was honestly annoying. You were walking down the hallway with your friend. “Yo I’m throwing bricks at every single couple I see on valentines day bruh no joke” Why you said that, well it was because everywhere you looked someone was either proposing or giving gifts, and it wasn’t you. But little did you know, It was about to be you sooner or later.
Earlier that day with Miles:
It was the day before valentines day, and Miles was about to go feral. He was currently having trouble on what to give you on valentines day.
You and him had been friends for years now, and Miles wasn’t gonna lie, he may or may not have developed a crush on you. How did he know? Well he found himself becoming might jealous when boys would look back at it, and cat call you. He also found himself becoming overprotective and glaring at every boy that even looked at you in a way that indicated they wanted to date you.His mother, Rio, noticed this new behavior around you and loved it. Shiii even Aaron noticed it. He was in love. He literally had your contacts saved as ‘my mama’s’ And of cause him not knowing what to do in this situation especially when valentines day coming up, he wasn’t sure what to give you.
So he asked the three most reliable people that would give him his answer.Your best friend, your mom, and his mom.
His first victim was his mom. He went up to her in the kitchen preparing himself for a shower of kisses when he asked the question.“Ma” Miles started leaning against the counter avoiding eye contact. “Si mijo” Rio responded. “So hypothetically speaking, lets say i have a…” Miles paused as he gulped, bracing himself.
“Miles Gonzoles Morales, if you got someone pregnant-”,
“what?!no! Ma I’m 16” Miles argued.
“¿Y quién sabe qué estarás haciendo cuando yo no esté aquí?, for all i know you could be raw doging, you better be using protection” Rio said putting her hands on her hip, faceing her son. (And who knows what you be doing when i’m not here,)
“Ew,ma- well of course i'm using protection-”
“So you admit it!”
“You know what we're drifting off from the main topic” Miles said quickly. “Noooo. Lets force on that topic”, “ma, pleace” miles begged not in the mood to get grounded at the moment. Rio cound hint at the desperation in her sons voice and sighed, finally letting her some speak.
“Fine go on” Rio huffed. “Okay so… as I was saying. Persay I have a crush of mine, and there one of my closest friends, and I developed a crush, but I'm over thinking. What should I get her, or how could i confess” miles asked. Rio blinked then a smile creeped on her face.
“it's y/n, isn't” Rio smirked. Miles jolted and nodded. “how'd you know”
“miles you only have one close friend that's a female. And I know it's not ganke” Rio shrugged, making the afro latino chuckle. “so what I get her” he asked again.
Rio thought for a moment then respond. “Well she likes jewelry, and stuff animals, and love sneakers” Rio shrugged. “and since you know her so well already it should be easy to confess.”
And he took that into consideration. That day. He bought a purple flower bear, a ring that looked like chains, and LOOOORD was it iced out. And yes it was really Dimond of course. Then he got a second ring was an iced out ring with words in graverd on the inside saying “princess”. And of course he had to get the new kicks for you.Then he added a little note. Now all he had to do was give it to you.Back to you.
Present time:
It was finally the end of class and you were about to head out, till you relized miles was holding a bag. And he seemed kinda flustered. “Ohhh, does lil Mr morales have a valentines,” you teased as you sided next to him. The boy with the cornrows smirked slightly as he looked at you. “Umm” he said “Its… for you” he said quietly.
You looked at him baffled for a sec and looked at the gift. You slowly took it and smiled. “Wow miles, I didn't get you anything though” you said feeling bad and looked in the bag.
“No it's fine, but um… call me after school and tell me what you think” miles said taking his leave. You were confused by what he said and shrugged. When you got home you realized the letter. And your heart melted at how cute it was.
One year later:
It was valentines day again and it was of course you and Miles anniversary of being together. And of course miles had to make it special just for you.“Hey mama's.” He greeted pulling you in by the waist and kissing your cheek,while he giving you a bag that had hearts all over it.
You slipped him a back as well as you smiled. You pecked in the bag and pouted. “Miles, how much was this” you said pulling out a pair of shoes. “That's not important, just know I love you” miles said pecking your lips.
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😌✨️The end.... ✨️
I feel might lonely so yall better enjoy this 🥲😭😭
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Hii can i request Billy x fem reader x Stu (nothing romantic between boys they only share girlfriend) smut when reader went to party but boys told her not to go so when she got back she thought they were sleeping but they were waiting for her but they wanted to scare her a bit so they called her on phone as Ghostfaces and after that came smut part
Thank you
Oooo I like thissss sorry if it's bad tho(its only my second time writing full on smut-and sorry that it's HELLA long I hate smut with no plot sorry of I went all out I got carried away-
REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN AND MY CHARACTER LIST HAS BEEN UNDATED PLEACE CHECK THE PINNED POST!NEW CHARACTERS HAVE BEEN ADDED
Paring: Billy Loomis, Fem reader, Stu macher
Warning: smut! Choking, knife play, degrading, P n v, unprotected, oral (male receiving),ever so slightly drunk Y/n,slow burn,teasing,slight blood kink????that's all I think-
(This is only my 3rd time writing smut-)
Bad girls don't get rewards
INTRO:
^^^3rd person P.O.V^^^
When Billy and Stu came up with their little idea to get revenge on Sidney, thoughts flooded their minds..
Since middle school, Billy and Stu both had a crush on Y/n, I mean who wouldn't? She was pure perfection in their minds..
They both loved how her hair flowed in the wind, how her eyes sparkled when she seen something she liked, and how her hips swayed when she walked in pants or a skirt that she felt confident in.
Their crushes carried over to high school, and soon, they knew that if they didn't at least try to confess, seeing her with her boyfriends or girlfriends would hurt even more.
So one day, late into the summer, Billy told Y/n to meet him at Stus house.
The request wasn't odd to Y/n..the three of them typically hung out together without Tatum, Sidney, and Randy.
So when she came over, she was expecting to see the pile of snacks on the table and the couch prepared for a long movie night, but instead she was greeted at the door by Stu, who seemed nervous, maybe even scared.
She had asked him what was wrong but all he did was tell her to come inside, that him and Billy had to talk to her.
That same night was the night both Billy and Stu had confessed to the girl they had both liked since middle school.
Billy and stu thought that only one of them could have her..because that's how relationships worked...right?
Wrong.
Both guys were shocked when she said that she liked them too, but couldn't just choose one.
So
After maybe 30 minutes of talking
Y/n ended up dating the both of them.
Ever since Y/n has agreed to date both Stu and Billy, they had both grown rather possessive over Y/n. They didn't like it when other guys talked to her, and it took everything in Stu not to murder every man and women other then Billy that looked at her. in a way he didn't like.
But soon...y/n got tired of it all..and decided to go against what they had said.
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^^^3rd person P.O.V^^^
"Heyyy Billyyyy! Stuuu!" Y/n called out as she walked into Stu house, where they all had started staying.
It took less then a minute before Stu ran down the stairs and engulfed her In a tight hug and starting peppering her face in slobbery kisses. "S..stuuu!" She cried out laughing as he continued his assult on her face.
Billy walked from the kitchen and wacked Stu in the head with a wash cloth "knock it off" he snapped out causing stu to groan, rubbing the back of his head as he let Y/n go "your a dick" Stu whines out.
Y/n giggled as she wipes her face with her sleeve.
Billy walks over and plants a small kiss on her forehead. "Did you get what I asked you to?" Billy asked, cocking an eyebrow up at her.
Y/n nods happily as she hands him a tan plastic grocery bag, filled to the brim with stuff he asked for, and some stuff he didn't.
Y/n had went and bought what Billy asked her too while also picking up thinks he and Stu liked, so maybe, just maybe they'd say yes to her request.
"Billy can I ask you something?" Y/n asked as she followed Billy into the kitchen like a baby duck following their mother. "Hm? What?" He asked not looking back at her as he unpacked the grocery bag. "Can I go to a party tonight?"She asked hesitantly, trying to sound as innocent and persuading as possible.
Billy looked back at her with a look she didn't quite know, a look he had given Stu multiple times when he asked or said something stupid.
"Umm..why would you wanna go to a party?" Billy asked looking away from her again.
"Well...I wanna get out of the house and have fun" she muttered, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet.
Billy rolls his eyes slightly "we're gonna have our own little party here....why would you wanna go to a shitty party thrown by shitty people when you have us?"
When Billy said this, y/n knew it practically ment no, that she'd be stuck inside the house with Stu and Billy....again.
Y/n loved the boys but sometimes she wanted to break free.from her cage and run off to have fun without them looming around near-by.
"Yeah..your right I guess" she mutters as she turns on her heels and walked off, joining Stu on the couch as she awaited for the 'party' Billy and Stu had planned....
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The night was drug out long as Billy and Stu had their own mini party, but..y/n felt herself longing for the adrenalin of a real party. Being in a house she didn't know, swaying to the music that hurt her ears, drowning her liver in cheap alcohol, then having one of her sober friends drive her home.
"God I'm already fucking tired" Billy muttered as he plopped down on the couch next to Y/n while stu continued to rush around, most likely in a sugar rush from consuming over half of the.candy they had for their 'party'
"Me too" y/n played along as a simple little thought played its way onto her brain. Billy was tired from chasing Stu and dancing with her, meanwhile Stu would soon hit a sugar crash and end up asleep too...and what they didn't know wouldn't hurt them...right? Right.
"Wanna go lay down?" Y/n asked as she moves herself closer to Billy.
"Yes please....hey..Stu! Me and Y/ns gonna go lay down...when ever your done with your little....energy high..you can lay with us too" Billy said as he stood up, and started walking not Even waiting on Y/n.
"I..I'll be there sooooonnnn!" Stu yelled as he gave Y/n a small wink before she walked off, following loosely behind Billy.
Once y/n had made it to hers, his, and Stus shared room, Billy was already laying on his side. "Don't just stand there" he asked, his voice holding a playful yet annoyed tone to it. It was a tone that made Y/n shiver as she kicked off her shoes and laid down beside Billy, who was quick to wrap his arms around her waist and pull her too him, burying his head into the crook of her neck, pressing a tender kiss to the soft flesh that dawned on her neck.
Y/n shuttered at the feeling as she nuzzled herself up to her boyfriend...
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An hour passes..
Stu had crawled into the bed 30 minutes ago and Billy was already asleep with his arms wrap around Y/n and his legs intertwined with hers.
Stu had thought that Y/n was asleep when he crawled into the bed, so all he did was gently kiss her temple and wrap his arms around her torso, a few inches above Billy's arms.
But..little did Stu know, y/n was wide awake, waiting till he had drifted off to sleep..which didnt take long...only 7 minutes and 25 seconds.
Y/n glanced back at Stu, confirming he was asleep before she gently peeled his arms off of her body.
Stu didn't hold a tight grip on her, which made moving him the easiest part...but then she was posed with the next task...moving Billy off of her.
Billy always held a tight grip on her, holding her almost flush against his body.
Y/n gently grabbed one of Billy's wrists and tried to pry him off of her without waking him. Everytime Billy moved or moaned in his sleep she would stop and stare at him, hopeing(geeze I can't spell-), praying, that Billy didn't wake..but..his breathing stayed steady, and his eyes remained closed as she lifted his arm from her.
She quickly yet gently shimmed out of the bed, being as quiet and not moving more then she needed to till her feet gently touched the carpeted floor of their bedroom.
She let a gentle sigh leave her parted lips as she quickly redressed herself and slipped on her shoes, not knowing that in the process she had woken up the same man that told her not to go..
Oblivious to the fact that he was awake Y/n quickly yet silently creeped out of the room, trying not to let her feet touch any of the squeaky floor boards that loved to surprise her.
Her breathing was slightly unsteady as she walked down the stairs and to the front door, opening it as slowly as she could, minimizing the amount of noise she made doing so. She opened the door only enough for her to slip out before she closed it behind her...
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^^^y/n P.O.V^^^
I lifted the red solo cup up to my lips and let the liquid rush down my open throat. The alcohol stung my throat every so lightly, feeling myself go numb to the feeling the more times i refilled the cup.
My body swayed wildly to the music as I clinged onto my friends shoulder.
I had only been here for 2 hours and I already felt my mind go woozy as the cup stayed pressed to my lips.
"Oh...girly we dont need you drunk...you know how your boyfriends get...we need to get you home" my friend, Bsf/n (bestfriends name) says with a concerned tone intertwined with her voice "n...nooooooooo" I whined out, leaning onto her shoulder as my legs threatened to betray me.
"No..come on" and with that she led me to the front door and straight to her car..
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Bsf/n had drove me all the way home before parking and letting me out, watching as I stumbled to the front door and entered carelessly.
I fumbled slightly as I shut the door behind me, giggling softly like a kid who had just gotten away with something.
My droopy eyes servalianced the area as I kicked off my shoes and went to go up stairs...however...the ringing of the small box phone of my counter caught be off gaurd..
I stepped off the first step and walked to the phone, picking it up and pressing it to my ear "hello?"
"Well hello.." a deep yet distorted sounding voice rung out from the other end
"Who's is this?"
"Who is this?"
The voice repeated the words I had said, confusing my woozy mind.
"I..ima hang up..."
"Don't you hang up on me!" The voice yelled, Making me jump, their voice help a eerienss to them that made my drunken body shiver
"Who the hell is this?!" I said, almost demanding a answer..but...the next thing I heard didn't come from the phone...
"Don't be so demanding you bitch" the same distorted voice said, but..it wasn't over the phone
I felt my whole body tremble In fear as I forced myself to turn around, coming face to face with clothed black eyes.
I opened my mouth to scream but the person was quick, pushing me against a wall and covering my mouth with their gloved hand.
I screamed into their hand, desperately trying to get them away from me.
The persons free hand cupped my cheek, stroking it lightly with their thumb.
That's when my eyes wondered,landing on the mask that covered the persons face, it was the same mask featured on the news when Casey Becker and her boyfriend Stevan Orth were killed.
I felt tears swell in my eyes as I squirmed causing the person to press their body flush against mine, keeping me against the wall.
"Just wait till my partner gets here" the person said as they tried to make their voice hold a more seductive tone to it.
As those words left the persons lips a taller, yet skinnyer person walks in, holding a knife in their left hand.
Fear was the only thing I felt as my body trembled violently.
"Awwww why so scared?" The taller person said, a hint of playfulness hidden in the distorted voice.(in my mind the voice changer is taped to the inside of the mask fight me on it)
I stayed quiet as the taller one pressed the knife he had against my cheek gently. Causing my breathing to pick up drastically.
I wanted to scream our, cry for Billy and Stu but I knew the second those cries would leave my lips my head would be detached from my shoulders.
"Mhmmm if only you wouldn't have gone out..." the one with the knife said as they pressed the knife deeper into my cheek, drawing blood.
I whined and sucked air in through my teeth, feeling light droplets of blood trickle down my cheek.
The one without the knife gently lifted the bottom of his mask, exposing the bottom part of his face to me, then it hit me on who these two were.
As the man leaned forwards, pressing his tongue against the small cut on my cheek as he licked up the blood.
"B..billy?" I whined out, whincing at the feeling of hid tongue swiping across the cut.
"Shh..girls that don't listen dont get to talk" Billy muttered as he fully pulled the mask off, letting it fall to the floor with a small thud as he planted soft kisses on my jawline
My eyes dashed over to the other person as they unmasked themselves, revealing themselves to be my other boyfriend...Stuart Macher.
Stu instantly walks over to him, motioning for Billy to move out of his way.
Billy inches over moving his assault of kisses on my jaw, slowly moving himself to my neck.
Once Stu was closer to him, he hooked the knife under the shirt I had worn to the party and started to carelessly pull it up using the knife.
The knife graced over my skin, leaving small cuts along my torso.
"I think this shirt would look better on the floor..what do you think Billy?" "Mhm" Billy agrees as he kisses along my neck, biting and sucking on the tender skin. My breath hitched in my throat as I tried to stay still, slight fear bubbling in the pit of my stomach as my eyes trailed down to the knife stu used to lift my shirt, exposing my stomach to them.
Soon, without warning, Stu carelessly used the knife to cut open my shirt, almost fully exposing my upper body to them.
I felt my breathing grow quicker as I started to squirm slightly, but as soon as I moved, stu was quick to reach his hand up and grab my throat. "Aw..heh...Girls that don't listen also dont get to move...at all..." Stus grip around my throat tightened slightly. His actions caused me to gasp for air slightly. "They got to take whatever punishment their lover has planned for them" Billy whispered in my ear as he roughly grabbed my breast.
"What were you thinking going out all alone to a party when I told you not to?" Billy voice sounded harsh but seductive at the same time as Stu loosened his grip of my neck, but when I failed to answer Billy's question, he squeezed my throat again. I let out a string of coughs as I gasped for air, trying desperately to take in a full breath of air.
"You really need to learn to follow orders darling..now..are you ready to answer my question?" Billy gently caressed my cheek as I felt my body grow weak from not being able to breathe due to Stus grip on my neck.
As soon as Stus hand left my neck is started taking in deep greedy gasps of air, tears filling my eyes due to a buring feeling in my air deprived lungs. "I..I wanted out..o..of the house" I managed to choke out
"Aww are we not good enough for you anymore? Are we so annoying to the point you had to leave us?" Stu fake pouts at he gently pressed the knife to my throat
I felt myself tense up despite the fact I knew that they'd never hurt me. "N..no" I let out a one worded answer for stus questions, not daring to move alot due to the knife pointed at my throat.
Before I knew it, I felt a hand creeping up my skirt, gently brushing against my thigh. "Now...your going to listen to every word either me or Stu say....got it?" His voice was harsh but oddly enough it held a gentle tone to it. "G..got it" I felt my body start to tremble from both fear and excitement..
"Walk to the bed room" Billy ordered, his voice loud and demanding as I looked at him. Billy eyes held a look of lust and another look...one that I didn't know but it was one that sent shivers down my spine.
I soon complied with Billy's order. As I walked up the stairs, Stu kept his knife pointed to my back, as if making sure I wouldn't run away.
I soon opened the door to our shared bedroom and walked in.
"Take the rest of your clothes off, well..almost all of your clothes" Stu said, bouncing slightly on the balls of his feet, he seemed excited for this. And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't slightly excited either.
I slowly reached behind myself, unclasping my bra, letting thr staps fall gracefully off my shoulders as I kept my eyes to the floor.
"Eyes on us darling" Those words rolled off of Billy's tongue like honey, this tone of voice almost had me in a trance. Myeyes glide upwards, dashing back and forth between stu and Billy before locking eyes with Billy for a moment and alternating every so often.
I slip my fingers under the waistband of my shorts and pull my shorts off, gently kicking them to the side.
I look at Billy then Stu, both boys eyes wandered over my almost nude body hungrily, their gaze lingering everywhere they could see as if it was their first time seeing me naked.
"Get on the bed" Billy orders and I comply.
I sit on the bed, sitting their looking at them both.
I felt my body shift slightly as my eyes darted from Billy to stu as they started walking towards me. Billy took the knife from Stus hand. I felt the tip of the knife on the bottom of my chin as Billy used the knife to make me look up at his eyes, eyes that were laced with Lust and a hint of Evil.
"Your so pretty when you listen" he whispers with a slight smirk as he brushed his fingers across my jaw.
My eyes peeled away from Billy and went over to Stu, who seemed to grow more and more excited as he eyed me up and down.
My mind felt woozy, both from lust and from the cheap alcohol in my system. I head was throbbing as I listened to their voices.
"Get on all fours for us" Billy says as his rubbed my inner thigh.
I felt my cheeks burn as I shifted and moved till I was on all fours on the bed.
"Such a good little slut" Billy whispered. "Front or back Stu?" Billy asked Stu. "I want the back this time" Stus voice was full of excitement and eagerness as Billy gave the knife back to him as he moved out of sight to go behind me.
I felt his weight drip down on the bed behind me.
Billy moved so he was standing right infront of me, his clothed erection only inches from my face. My mind went blank as Billy's hand went back to my hair, jerking my head back, forcing me to look up at him.
As I looked into Billy's eyes I felt Stus gloves hand groaping at what parts of my ass wasn't covered by my underwear. He wasn't grabbing Me as roughly or as harshly as Billy was, which I was grateful for.
After a good moment I felt Stus slender fingers grip the waist band of my underwear and slowly slip them down.
I squirmed slightly, feeling the cold air hit my lower area's. "Jesus.." I heard stu whisper. I could feel his eyes staring at me. Once my underwear were off Billy let go of my hair, moving both of his hand to the long, yet slightly sparkly robe he had on in order to play the role of 'spooky murder'.
Billy lifted off the robe, and from the sound of fabric hitting the floor carelessly, I could tell Stu had done the same.
Once Billy's robe was off he was left in a simple t-shirt and the short he had worn before I left.
I felt Stus hand wander along my hips, ass and thighs before his fingers gently ran across my pussy, making me whine ever so slightly as Billy moved both of his hands down to his shorts, slipping them off, and letting them fall around his ankles.
Stu started to rub the pads of his fingers across my clit, causing my body to tremble slightly as I tried to push myself closer to his hand, which only made him stop and grab my hips roughly. "Don't move" he said harshly.
I turned my head around to look at Stu, but Billy grabbed my head and turned it back to look at him. "Eyes on me" his voice quieter then Stus. I looked up at Billy as he looked down at me.
Billy's free hand reached back down, finding the waistband of his underwear, pulling them down, freeing his hardened cock from its restraints.
"You know what to do" Billy whispered his hand going back to my hair.
I could barley focus on anything as Stu rubbed hid fingers across my clit, causing my body to shiver with pure pleasure.
I whined ever so slightly as I shifted closer to Billy. His throbbing cock was only an inch away from my lips.
My lips parted and I slowly went and gently licked the head of his cock.
Billy's grip on my hair instantly tightened and stu started to rub my clit faster before stopping again.
The only noise that filled the room other then the sound of a zipper being unzipped was heavy breathing.
As Stu threw his pants and underwear aside, I went back to attempting to please Billy, but before I could even go back to what I was going to do, Billy harshly shoved his cock into my throat, the head of it hitting the back of my throat, causing my mouth to close around his cock as I gaghed slightly.
Billy stroked my hair as he started thrusting himself in and out of my mouth, never once breaking eye contact with me.
After only a second of Billy starting, I felt Stu press himself against my thigh as his hands squeezed at my ass.
My body felt as if it was on fire. Every nerve in me seemed to be lit up as the boys did as they pleased.
Billy pulled at my hair, definitely breaking a few strands as Stu pushed his cock inside of me, stretching me out.
I moaned around Billy cock, causing him to let out a groan as he pushed himself farther into my throat.
I gripped onto the blankets tightly as Billy kept fucking my face while Stu started to thrust into me harshly, causing my body to violently jerk everytime he did.
I was moaning, which seemed to only please the man infront.of me more. The vibrations from my moans causing more stimulation for his cock.
As they continued I felt metal gently run across my back, before gently pushing into my skin, breaking it open.
I let out a whine from both pain and pleasure as i felt the knife leave small cuts along my back and as Stu and Billy both started thrusting harder and faster.
I felt blood trickle down my back and not even seconds later I felt Stu press his tongue against the cut, licking the blood off of my skin. The feeling made goosebumps arise on my skin.
Both boys were panting heavily as they continued.
I felt my body tremble as they continued. Billy was forcing my head down farther onto his cock and Stu was roughly pulling my hips back to meet his.
If sneaking out got me into situations like this..I might would have to sneak out more often.
I felt my stomach tighten slightly as Stus thrusts grew sloppy and lost there rhythm. My body started to tremble slightly and before I knew it, stu had pulled himself out, leaving me feeling empty. And the feeling of my climax faded, causing me to whine from discomfort. "Girls that don't listen dont get what they want" Stu whispered in my ear as he soon went back to finish himself, jerking off till he ended up Cumming on my ass and thighs.
After a bit, Billy pulled himself out of my mouth and did the same as Stu, this time Cumming on my face.
I felt my body trembling, feeling myself get more and more needy, but neither boy dared to touch me again.
"You can move now" Billy says as he pulls up his underwear and shorts and walks to the bathroom.
Stu puts back on his pants and underwear as he looks at him. "Your so pretty like thattt" he said with a giggle as I practically collapsed onto the bed then turned over so I was laying on my stomach, too tired to grab my clothes.
Billy came back after a few seconds with a wet wash cloth and gently cleaned my face and thighs off. "Promise you'll listen next time I say something?" He asked as he finished cleaning me off, he knew I could clean myself but I guess it was one of those nights where he just oddly enough wanted to help me.
"I promise" I whispered my voice sounding scratchy
"Good" Billy says as the threw the wash cloth into the laundry room and he laid down next to me, stu did the same.
Stu gently placed kisses along my jaw line as Billy wrapped his arms around me, pushed my back up against his chest while Stu wrapped his arms around my waist moving close enough to rest his head next to mine.
"I love you" both boys whispered to me
"I love you guys too.."
That was all I could manage to say before I ended up difting off to sleep....
#billy loomis#stu macher#stu macher x reader#billy loomis x reader#scream#billy loomis and stu macher x reader#ghostface
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A beautiful smile.
A @littlegremlinflower had the request of me writing a Sahed x fem! reader.
warnings: a little angst
word count: 2.9 k
Guys I did not proofread. So pleace act like english teachers in the comments.
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"...And this was Sahed, our wonderful man, who just pulled this amazing stunt!", Tonny cheered, and so did the audience. Meanwhile, you were in the background, silently clapping along and being happy for him.
Your dear Sahed, who subtly stole your heart without even knowing it. You sighed. Maybe it was best to close off these feelings, because c'mon, how clichée can falling in love with your best friend be? And you also thought that he could have caught feelings for one of the two newbies, Julia.
She was...eccentric, to say the least. She was spontaneous, loud, ran around like a madwoman, and showed many feelings. She was a just a young girl who just wanted to get out of the circus, as she told you.
Julia was by no means a bad person, no, it was more the opposite. The only reason she was here was because of Kamille, her best friend, but Kamille didn't really acknowledge her best friend when she laid eyes on Rainah, Sahed's sister. And also no hate against Rainah, for she was also a good soul.
You just didn't like the feeling you got when Sahed talked or spoke to her. But could you really blame any of those two? They seemed to get along together just fine. Well, Sahed was continuously teasing her to no end and she just insulted him. But oh well.
And now, you wanted nothing more than to just be in your own room and stay far away from him. They were whispering to one another in a hushed matter, and once Julia even looked at you before diving back in to the conversation. Welp. Guess you could go then...
As you were leaving, Julia grew panicked and nudged Sahed. "Quick, she's going away! Ask her!", she rushed, and Sahed grew panicked as well. "W-what?! No way! I-"
"Sahed! This is what we've been discussing the whole time! Weren't you listening!?"
Sahed only looked at your retreating form and sighed defeatedly. No way you'd say yes. He was an A'hkon, after all.
"Hey hey, I know that look! Stop thinking like this of yourself, Sahed. I'm sure ____ likes you just the way you are. I mean, you've been friends for what, a few decades now?"
At that, the male sibling only laughed dryly. "Yeah, uhm...I think I should pack my things now. And you try to talk to Kamille again. Okay?"
Julia nodded, but couldn't help but grow concerned. She's never actually seen him like this. It was disturbing, somehow.
As Sahed was packing his things, his thoughts drifted to you. How old were you when you entered the circus? He couldn't remember. Maybe you were as old as Julia back then.
You showed no sign of fear when you made the contract. You showed no sign of fear when you saw him and Rainah for the first time. You formally introduced yourself and Sahed was surprised. Normally, people would run away or kill people like him. You were polite.
huh.
And you still are now. Somehow, you always kept a polite distance to him and his sister. Sure, you three grew close and you and him even closer, but that was it. You were masking your feelings so well that Sahed could never know whether you found his jokes really funny oor just laughed out of pity. You were so creative and efficient in whatever you did that it gave Sahed whiplash when you showed him some of your designs or instructed him how to appear and walk on the stage best.
And you yourself should also be on stage. I mean, nobody else had such an angelic voice like you. and whatever you wore, it always fitted you. and your hair always smelt like sweet memories and happiness. And-
wait. Why weren't you happy then?
Sahed stopped for a moment. He never had seen you smile when you weren't conversing with people or laughing at his jests. You always looked...solemn. Sad. depressed.
...was it because you couldn't return home anymore? No, you told him that you were the only survivor of your village, your brothers and sisters and mothers and fathers and relatives all having been killed for they had believed in another religion. you still carried on your tradition and practiced your religion. and Sahed respected that. You. What you did and why you did it.
You were simply amazing.
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"Julia? What are you doing here?"
The brown haired girl stood in front of- no, she buzzed, excitedly so, in front of you. She was also looking around. "You need ot- I mean, to h-help me! Yeah! Just a little something!", she claimed, a bead of sweat rolling down her cheek while she gave you a crooked smile.
Why are you lying?
You decided not to question her. And you also decided that you wanted to leave when she dragged you towards the bonfire. She just sat down and patted the spot next to her. As you gracefully sat down, Sahed came down next to Julia. Next to you was also an empty seat.
It can't be more obvious, can it?
"Soooo...uh, h-how was your day, ____?", she started, and she sweated even more. Was it because she sat closest to the fire?
"Julia, first of all, your sweating a lot. Either you sit back from the fire a little, or you take off your jacket, or I'll get you some medicine-"
"No!", Sahed and Rainah yelled in unison (she just came and sat down next to you), and you got more confused than ever. "She- she's just nervous!", Rainah helped. She quickly stood up and pulled Julia behind her.
"We'll be right back! We'll, uh, get some more marshmallows!"
And with that, it was just you two sitting on that dead tree- with an uncomfortable silence. You didn't feel like being here at the moment, or eating those ridiculous sweets. Sahed came closer slowly as you watched the flames, your mind being distant.
"Uhm, ____?" "Mm." "Can I tell you something?"
"The stage is open and the sudience is listening."
With a deep breath, Sahed began talking, no, he rambled ahead.
"You know, when I first met you, I thought you were just a snob, or some sissy princess because of how you acted."
What?
"But now, I see that you're acting like a woman. You are graceful, humble, peaceful, and polite. And you're always a big help for me- for everyone!", he then took your hand in his and held it together with the both of his. and you couldn't stop your eyes from widening and your face from warming up and most likely to be redder than a tomato.
"What I want to say is,", he started, and he looked at you. And his breath hitched. You looked so etheral.
Beautiful. Amazing. Wow. Every single word in the lexikon which could describe your beauty. Gosh, he loved how he could see the bonfire in your eyes, or your hair swaying in the air softly, it reminded him of a painting.
You looked like you came out of a painting.
If only he could get a taste from these sweet, plumpy lips of yours-
"Sahed? What...did you want to say?", you asked, slowly getting uncomfortable with how long he stared at you with his three eyes. Was there something in your hair? Your face? ...is Julia behind me?
He suddenly seemed to regain his consciousness because he had quickly let go of your hand -he didn't miss your hurt expression- and rubbed his neck. "W-what I wanted to say was that you're my best friend and I couldn't imagine a better person than you to work for me, ahahaahah!"
You were just staring at him and then excused yourself, walked past Kamille, who was asking you were Rainah was but stopped mid sentence when she saw a tear flowing down your cheek and Sahed who was running after you.
But before he could reach you, you already slammed your door closed and locked it. You panted, and you broke down. Was this how Sahed saw you all these years? As his...best friend? Was it because he thought that you were still a snob? Still a princess? Was it because you were too serious? Not funny enough? Why did he take such a long pause at the bonfire to answer you?
Meanwhile, Sahed was knocking on your door. He knew that you wouldn't open the door. But he grew concerned. Was it because he saw your crying face before the shut and locked door? Was it because he referred you as his best friend? Was it because there was a small percentage that you liked him too but he messed up?
Sahed didn't know. He was a guy. But he knew he hurt you somehow when he heard your soft cries-the first time he's heard you cry actually- and his heart broke. He was such an idiot!
When he went back, Rainah, Julia and Kamille looked at him with expectations he would ruin. "I messed up", he said and sat down. Rainah groaned, Julia questioned his entire existence and Kamille sighed while shaking her head.
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It was the next day, and you felt...good. yesterday, Sahed made it clear that he didn't really have any romantic feelings for you, and you were glad he did. I mean, although it broke your heart a little, it was good he told you. Now it meant no more thoughts wasted on how to act around him and what to answer or what to wear to impress him. The only things you'd be worrying over from now on were his performances and keeping your conversations more strict.
This'll help you. I'm a rich snob, after all.
As you were getting ready for the day, Rainah rang your doorbell. You had many people preferring different ways to singal their presence, so you had a doorbell, a doorknocker and a string which would lead to a beautiful melody. And Rainah wanted to press buttons (a little headcannon of mine).
As you opened the door, rainah looked at you with a smile, but you didn't smile back. "Good morning.", you only said.
Rainah's smile twitched and you figured she'd have expected you to smile back, but you didn't. "Good morning, ____! I think That we should make breakfast for the others, don't you think?"
"Rainah, love, it's barely past five, who would- AHh!"
Why did you let yourself get dragged away? Yesterday Julia, now you. Does Rainah also love dragging people around? "Ah, c'mon! You make the best dishes from us all!" "I could've just given you my cookbook, you know?"
"But don't you want to cook with me?", she asked and gave you a look which resembled the one of a kicked puppy. You cringed.
"I uh, had the plan to sort out my room and then help with the preparations for today. We'll be arriving to a new city soon."
"That can wait until eight, right?"
You gave up. "Sure..."
You guys should be arriving at nine o'clock.
As you were quickly preparing the meals, Sahed came in, rather pulled in by Jullia. So they're holding hands now? Good for them.
"____! Sahed wants to tell you something!", Julia exclaimed before she pushed Sahed to you. She was actually aiming for him to bump into you so that he could apologize and it being sweet and stuff, but you simply took a step back and he fell to the ground.
So much for it being sweet and stuff.
You frowned. "Why did you push him?", you asked while you gave him your hand, albeit hesitantly. Julia was sweating bullets, and Rainah was laughing nervously. "Ahahahah, uhm, it's just, Sahed called her short!"
You and Julia were the same height. And besides that, you couldn't get why she pushed him when he always teased her about her height until now.
When Sahed was standing back on his feet, you quickly retreated your hand and got back to work. "Guys. Tell me. What the hell is going on."
Your demand was working wonders, because they all started to speak incoherently over one another. It was actually just Julia and Rainah, while Sahed was looking at the food. He then looked at you and took your hand. You didn't understand why you were letting yourself get dragged around, why you were not retreating your hand from his. Why were your hands fitting so well, anyways?
He was leading you to his and Rainah's room. When you stepped inside, it was a all a big mess. Many of his sketches and papers were on the ground or somewhere where thy shouldn't be. The clothes were everywhere and many bowls and spoons were here too. He and Rainah and the others must have eaten ice cream...
You were disgusted. "How can you live like this?"
Sahed slapped his head. "Jeez, yeah, sorry. The others wanted to cheer me up.", he answered and started collecting the bowls. You took the clothes and folded them. But still, you were intrigued. "Cheer you up? What could've made you so miserable that you'd need people to cheer you up?"
After a long, exasperated sigh, he finally answered. "I wasn't able to confess my love to the lady I love. She just up and stormed away."
It could've been Julia. It must have been Julia. But you were the one who ran away. But they still celebrated. Maybe Sahed confessed to Julia after you went inside?
Alone the thought gave you a bad mood. And since you were still oblivious to where this was going, you spoke your pity. "Well, I feel sorry for the lady. You would've been a great lover."
"____, that lady was you."
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Huh?
Suddenly, your eyes burned and you got angry. "Don't joke with me, Sahed!", you scolded, and you hated your heart for pounding so rapidly.
Sahed quickly went over to you, pulled the clothes you were holding away and took your hands in his. "I am not joking. And I'm sorry for messing up yesterday. If you'd allow me, I would love to confess again. For real this time. And no going back."
You took a deep breath. Could this be a joke?
Sahed? Loving you? Dream on.
However, your strong inhale signalled it for him to start.
"My dear ____,
In my whole life have I never met a more beautiful, a more graceful woman like you. I have fallen in love with the way you dress or speak or act. I am always bamboozled by every single hairstyle you muster up, or how you like to wear your make up. To me, you are the most beautiful woman who walked on this earth and I can call myself the luckiest man to be a witness of such an extraordinary beauty like you with my own three eyes.
I could never grow tired of the many stories you'd read to me from your endless rows of books. Down to Shakespeare or Goethe. Crime or Fantasy. Novel or Biography. I would love for you to read every single book to me, ____ - over and over and over again. And I'd also try to purchase every single one you have not taken claim of, only for your voice to hear, for your voice to tell me those stories.
I am captivated by the way on how you handle the hardest tasks so easily. From making a soufflee to preparing the stage and designing my customs, you are the most efficient worker I know. And you never even seem to grow tired! Like, take a break, will ya?!
And also...
...I can not fathom as to why you'd still want to be seen with an A'hkon like me, but I am selfish. And utterly so. I am so selfish that I want all your love to myself, but tell me; can you blame me? When my heart wants to leave its cage of bones to be taken by you and you only?
Am I selfish for wanting to hear your voice at any given hour? Am I selfish for wanting to have you by my side the whole time? To watch sunrise and sunset? Am I selfish for wanting to comb and braid your wonderful hair?
...Am I too selfish for wanting to be together with you, ____?"
God, this was too much.
this was the most -and only- romantic confession you've ever heard. No other novel or book you've read has made you feel this way the man in front of you did.
"...Sahed, if you're thinking of me like this...then I'm a hundred times more selfish than you.", you said.
Sahed furrowed his brows. "What do you- mpf!"
He couldn't even finish his question before you interrupted him with a kiss. "You are not too selfish for that. I want to be together with you too, Sahed.", you answered after you two parted. When you looked at him, you couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Sahed had the stupidest grin on and a heavy blush nestled itself upon his cheeks. And then you smiled. Sahed felt like he fell in love with you all over again. You had a beautiful smile. You two hugged each other and swayed from side to side.
However, your sweet moment got interrupted by the three girls who fell on top of each other. The door was not closed, it seemed. "Finally!", Julia yelled and Rainah and Kamille cheered.
"That's why you three have been acting so weird yesterday!", you exclaimed and everyone laughed while Sahed kissed your cheek.
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Hey hey hey! How did you guys like this story? Too long, too short, not angsty enough maybe? I dunno.
Read you in the next post!
#marionetta x reader#webtoons#marionetta#marionetta x you#sahed x reader#sahed is such a handsome guy#sahed marionetta#sahed#marionetta webtoon#julia x reader#kamille x reader#rainah x reader#we all love sahed in this house#rainah is so fucking precious#julia is the best
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Along side the religious mc, what about a pagan mc who keeps trying to convince everyone of the other ancient gods because they speak to said gods, and no one believes it until they talk to someone like zuez or thor (can't spell lol) during a bad storm with thunder and lightning while outside?
Like, I think it'll be funny
DON'T MESS WITH MC AND THEIR HUMAN WORD GODS
Mc entering the doing room with a grim face.
Mc: Who has blown out the candles on my altar?
The brothers look at each other.
Lucifer: it's for safety Mc, well end burning (again) as we continue like this.
Mc: Lucifer is my altar to Hestia!! You can't put out the flames in honor of the home fire.
Satan: Mc pleace, mythology is just a tale.
Mc: Are YOU really telling me this?
Belphie: they are just inventions Mc...
Mc: the gods are real!!!
Levi: then, how is it possible that Thor and Zeus are both God's od thunder lol?
Mc: the human word is vast and ancient, each mythology has its own domains and must be respected.
Mammon: yeah, yeah, Mc, I hope your little friends the God don't punish us for it...
Mc: *squinting* who plays with fire ends up getting burned.
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After several days, an electrical storm broke out in the Devildom and it does not stop.
Mammon: I can't take it anymore, when is this storm going to stop?
Beel: this is very weird... This doesn't usually happen in Devildom
Asmo: I need a night without lightnings nor thunders!!! I can't rest
They all enter in the House soaked and find Mc having tea whit two men.
The brothers: ...
Lucifer: Who are they?
Mc: *grinning* dear biblical creatures let me introduce you to Thor, God of thunder,son of Odin and Zeus, father of God's and God of thunders as well
Zeus raises his hand and, at that moment, a thunder rolls.
Mc: I thought that maybe it's a good time to introduce you to all my friends.
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Lucifer: ...
Zeus: ...
Lucifer: so... are you telling me that your daughter was born from your head?
Zeus: that's right.
Lucifer: It is a Joke?
Zeus: well, at least she was not spawned exclusively from my anger.
Lucifer: *angry ofended demon noises*
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Levi: so you are a sea god?
Poseidon: yeah, I’m the king of the oceans, the great Poseidon, capable of causing earthquakes and tidal waves, hero of titanomachy and father of numerous creatures.
Levi: ...
Levi: I think that that is a hit to my self esteem.
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Mammon: so you are friend with Mc?
Loki: yes
Mammon: and you are a god of tricks and deceit?
Loki: that's how everybody know me.
Mammon: *Realicing* That why Mc always beats me at cards!!
Loki: oh no, i offered my help but... they didn't need it, you are easy enougth to fool whithout my magic
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Solomon: I still can't belive that Mc had ties to all of you.
Isis: well, they are a lovely person, and they have respected and honored us since they were a child.
Solomon: ... you are a magic god, aren't you?
Isis: *Look up and down at Solomon* Yes I am
Solomon: could you teach me some spells? I want to use them to cook something for Mc and the others, you know to surprise them.
Isis: oh boy, that's a pathetic excuse, I'm not going to teach you anything. Besides, there is no magic that can save what you call cooking.
Solomon: ... auch
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Asmo: so... you are the embodiment of beauty?
Afrodita: of course, don't you have eyes?
Asmo: well I have not seen anything that you have achieved that I have not.
Afrodita: *similing* cute little demon, I defeated you the moment I shared a bath with Mc.
Asmo: ...
Asmo: you win, teach me, please
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Barbatos: ...
Hades: ...
Hades: you remind me of my father.
Barbatos: excuse me?
Hades: yeah, the whole thing about controlling time and being a cruel criature... I hope you are not one of those who devour their children.
Luke looks at Barbatos with teary eyes.
Luke: are you going to devour me?
Barbatos: Luke no
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Simeon observes with Mc the chaos that has been unleashed in the Devildom thanks to the different gods.
Simeon: I never would have expected something like this...
Mc: the truth is that I do.
Simeon: and that all those stories were real ...
Mc: ... Simeon, dear, you are an angel, we are in the hell and I leve with seven demons, I've meet the death and here, our sorcerer friend lived for hundred of years... Are you really telling me this?
Simeon: sometimes I forget those details...
Mc: yeah, you should remember that I'm a human holy chicken.
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Hestia: we have been able to help you?
Mc: yes, I appreciate that you brought the whole troop.
Hestia: ha ha, it has been interesting.
Mc: no one will dare to touch your flames now
Hestia: *kiss Mc's forehead* take care dear child, enjoy your live here and look for your friend, they are interesting creatures.
Mc: I'll do, my goodness.
Hestia: and don't forget where you come from.
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Well, well, have I enjoyed writing this? I have enjoyed it, I am a lover of mythology,bI know Greek mythology the most, but I would love to learn more about other mythologies. All the scenarios that could be written... Thank you @shota-catziwa much for the suggestion, I would have liked to delve deeper into mc's relationship with the gods but my head doesn't give for more. I just hope you enjoy it even if it's a little bit.
#obey me#obey me! shall we date?#obey me shall we date#obey me one master to rule them all#obey me otome#obey me imagines#obey me ideas#obey me headcanons#lucifer obey me#mammon obey me#levi obey me#satan obey me#asmo obey me#beel obey me#belphie obey me#solomon obey me#barbatos obey me#simeon obey me#luke obey me#obey me brothers#answered
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Daryl x reader
Enemies to lovers
Smut
Takes pleace when Daryl was held captive and tortured by Negan, and later in Alexandria
Warnings: forced marriage, mentioned killing, captivity, implied torture, smut
This was written very sloppy but rest assured theres smut lol and sum parts r cringy but thats fanfic 4 u
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I had nothing against Daryl Dixon or his group I would have joined them much sooner if I could’ve, but Negan’s offer came first.
I was all alone out there no one to talk to nothing to eat when the saviors found me and brought me to negan, he told me i could be his wife or I could be on the front lines fighting for him. I fought for the saviors killed over and over again until I became desensitized to it. I couldn’t take it anymore and took up his offer to be his fake wife. I wanted him to grow on me but he didnt I only hated him more and more each day.
He knew I loathed him and he would take it out on me or the other wives. I would wander down the halls crying when i heard my cries eco back to me but it wasnt me. Thats when I first met Daryl Dixon. We talked about our lives, where things went wrong and what led us to crying in a lonely hallway or a dark room. I would bring him extra food and tell the guards to turn down the music because it was giving me a headache. Any time I was lonely or sad I would go to talk by his door.
He always talked about escaping but I knew if Negan caught me he would make me pay. But one day he yelled and he screamed after catching one of the wives cheating and after what he did I knew I had to get out of there and fast. I changed into jeans and long sleeve shirt got a gun and my machetes with a pack of food water and a map. Then i thought back to why I agreed to go with Negan in the first place. Where was I gonna go? Faced with the back exit and a long gloomy hall leading to another gloomy hall that contained Daryl, I chose the hall. You grabbed some clothes from a near by room and headed his way. I turned down the music and knocked twice like how I always do.
“You said you have a group right a good one nice fair people.”
There was a silence then he growled “yes”
You picked the lock with your bobby pin, a skill that always came in handy in the apocalypse.
You took a deep breath and opened the door he lunged at you pushing you against the wall with his hands around your throat. You had never seen him and only now released how strong he was. You let out a tear and he loosened his grip
“Please I cant, I cant do this anymore” you broke down.
He let go he grabbed the clothes, putting them on quickly. You faced the wall shaking your leg anxiously.
“Come on” you grabbed his hand leading him to the exit.
4 months later…
His group took me in after some convincing and I even got close with some of them. I felt safe in the first time in a long time. But Daryl and I only got more distant. I missed our little talks. But we both got more mad at each-other as time went on he resented me and i hated him for it. But everything changed one night. This night.
I knocked twice on his door
I waited out in the rain getting soaked from head to toe.
He took his time and slowly opened the door
“Why do you hate me.” I said desperately rain pooling down my face
“Get in here” he pulled you by your arm inside out of the cold rain
“Girl what the hell are you doing out there,its too cold, you got a death wish r sum”
“I have been through so much. Getting my ass kicked, forced to marry a monster, watching my friends die….my family. But I have never felt more alone surrounded by people who care about me because none of them were you.” You said.
He looked away from you thinking.
“Why” you said
“I don’t hate you, every time i look at you…….. I just remember that place …Negan , and I wouldn’t care except then I think of what he would do to me if he knew.” He said standing so close I could feel his warm breath on my neck.
“Knew what..” you trembled.
“The things I wanna do to you.” He whispered low in his rough accent.
You gulped “tell me”
“I have a better idea” he said as he leaned in for a kiss. It was slow at first getting faster and faster biting your lip occasionally pulling away to look at you. His hands fell from your face and glided down to your hips squeezing tightly when he got to his destination. it hurt a little bit but pulled a small moan out of you and your hole body vibrated as he pressed himself against you. His warmth radiated throughout you. Your breath quickened and he started letting out small grunts. You scrunched his hair in your fists as you made out more violently. He started kissing your neck giving small bits as he slid one of his hands down your jeans touching you lightly teasing you. You let out a begging moan. But he retracted his hand and pulled you by your waist over to the kitchen propping you up on the counter. He lifted you so easily without any strain, it made you sigh in his ear which teased out a big grunt. You chuckled a little pleased with yourself. He lashed back by grabbing you by your neck pressing you down on the cold counter as he went down on you.
“I thought you didn’t want me cold.”
“Lets get you really hot then.” He replied
He lifted you so you were sitting on his shoulders as he continued on you. You reached out only to find the ceiling to hold onto before you were dropped onto the bed.
In the morning you found him sitting up shirtless holding a cup of coffee. You were rapped up in the sheets you clothes spread throughout the house.
“Huuuuuu where did you get that.”
“My secret stash.” He smiled
The peace was suddenly cut short with heavy nocking.
“Ooooo boy, open up lovebirds I’ve missed you both”
Negan.
#fanfic#daryl dixon smut#daryl x y/n#daryl / reader#daryl fanfiction#smut#daryl dixon fluff#daryl dixon fanfiction#daryl dixon imagine
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Leuchtenberg House - 8 am
???: So, are we meeting Rob at the airport, then?
???: He's coming with my father... I hope he can explain the reason behind his secret trip to Oasis Springs
Louise: Are you gonna ask him about Liv?
???: Maybe...
Louise: Well, try listening to what he has to say before jumping into any conclution
???: I just wanna know why he lied to me... And about Liv, I hope she was just there to visit a friend instead of helping Rob with whatever he's doing
Louise: Well, I'm ready! How do I look? Yes, it's new! I couldn't resist!
David: It's- Well, it's nice for a fancy event... Don't you wanna wear something simpler and less bright?
Louise: This is simple! And- Well, I wanna make a good impression on your family, specially on your father. Besides, I can't wear red ever again unless it is on minor events, and I love red! It looks good on me, don't you think?
David: I think you look great on every color, but if you think that dressing like that will impress my father, then you are wrong. He doesn't care about that, and we don't usually dress up to be with the family
Louise: Well, I do... I want him to know me as I am. I don't wanna pretend to be any different. I am willing to follow the rules whenever we are in public, but I'm not gonna change who I am in private
David: I understand, and I like the way you dress and how much you care about yourself, but we are not on good terms with my father, and I just want to make it easier to you
Louise: It's too late for me to change... And I don't wanna change... This is who I am.This is what he gets...
David: And I'm sure everyone is gonna adore you! And I think you are right, he should know you as who you are! Why would you have to try being someone else just to pleace him? Wear whatever you like
Louise: I really hope he likes me, though, so we can move on and have his support... I want this distance between you two to disapper
David: And it will disappear as soon as he realizes how good you are to me! We should get going now, the plane leaves in an hour...
Louise: Lets go, then!
#THL#The Hammond Legacy#the sims 4#ts4#sims4#the sims 4 legacy#ts4legacy#ts4storytelling#ts4gamplay#the sims 4 gameplay#the sims 4 story telling
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Old and new crews
Part eight everbody!
Frankly, I never thought I would manage to get this out today. There were too many ideas running wild in my mind but with the help of @cuppajj , I was able to continue Phoenix's story on board of the sentient SG/Lost Light.
So, pleace enjoy.
Trigger warning: Manipulation
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Lightlost couldn’t find Phoenix. This was the first time they didn’t know where their little bird was, and it made them nervous. What if he left them? What if he fell down something and hurt himself? What if someone boarded them and took their little bird with them?! Lighhtlost knew that they shouldn’t have spent so much time with their new passenger. They knew that they should have paid more attention to Phoenix, they knew! But they also had to make sure that their new ‘guest’ couldn’t get out of his prison and then there was the incident with those two mechs who boarded them just to steal things. And then they had to quickly replace Rodimus’ failing organs again.
Sometimes, being the Lost Light wasn’t easy. What were they thinking, it was hard work every day.
While Lightlost frantically searched the ship, Phoenix was idly fiddling with parts of an unfinished model ship he found together with a funny looking bot. He didn’t know mechs could wear glasses, but he liked how he looked. So, after storing the parts of the ship in his sub-space, Phoenix dragged the corpse into Swerve’s. Sitting him down in a booth next to a weird helicopter mech he found the other day.
Although, maybe he should place mister glasses somewhere else. Helicopter doesn’t feel all too happy with having the smaller mech near him. Also, it kind of ruined the mood in the bar.
“Don’t look like that, I’m gonna change his place once I am done with the ship…” Muttered Phoenix, before dropping his tweezers and groaning. How can making a mini-ship be this difficult! It’s frustrating, really. He had the calmest servos of his whole crew, but now he can’t even build a ship right.
His crew…
How long has Phoenix not seen his crew? Well, he’s seen Runningway, but the youngling didn’t really want to think of that day. Especially not when it causes him to remember the fact that he had killed someone he once called a friend, even if Runningway himself didn’t see him as such.
“Little bird!” Phoenix looked up and over to the entrance of Swerve’s, before waving. “I’m here Lightlost! You won’t believe what I found!” Said the youngling and was quick to get up and rush over to the other mech. Giving them one big squeeze, before pulling Lightlost over to his table. Showing them the half finished model of the Lost Light. “I found it with mister glasses over there and decided to finish it myself. Although… I’m not that good. I guess I’m better at being a baker than someone who fixes things.” Chuckled the young spark while sitting back down, continuing fiddling with his ship.
After seeing that everything was alright with their little bird, Lightlost let out a long sight that resonated throughout the whole ship, before sitting down. Resting their helm in their servos while trying to figure out how exactly they could overlook him being here. Maybe they really were paying too much attention to their side project. “Little bird, have you been here the whole time?”
“Not the whole time. Before coming here, I was cleaning Rodimus and then I went to sweep the halls. And then I discovered a new room and found mister glasses there. And I couldn’t let him stay there. It was lonely, so I dragged him here. Although, it doesn’t seem like the helicopter is happy.” Said Phoenix without looking up from his ship.
“Ah, yes. Whirl never truly liked Rung. I believe it had to do something with his profession. Which is a shame, really. Whirl could have used a friend.” Lightlost, after raising their helm and making themselves comfortable, started to watch Phoenix fiddle with the model ship of themselve. Rung was always good at making models of things. It’s sad that he couldn’t finish this one before his death.
“They probably didn’t like him, because they didn’t like how he looked…” Muttered Phoenix, which caught Lightlost’s interest. Not because they haven’t heard the youngling mention how his crew disliked him for his resemblance to Rodimus before. No, it was the way he said it, that caught their interest. Never had they heard so much… hurt in Phoenix’s voice. Something that was usually not there. “How was your crew?” They asked, only to be taken aback as the youngling slammed his tweezers down on the table, before burying his face in his servos. Dragging them down, while letting out a mix between a groan and a sigh.
“Where do I start?” Asked Phoenix. “While I like my crew, I do, I mean… I have to like them, don’t I? Either way, while I like them, I never truly felt like I belonged with them. Usually, when I wanted to talk to anyone, I had to wear my visor or make sure that my back was facing them, so that they wouldn’t have to look at me. The only ones who truly ever talked to me were the captain and Old Man. Although, even the captain couldn’t look me in the face for a long time.” Phoenix shook his helm, before continuing. “And then there were the whispers and side glances. ‘He has to be him! I just know it’, ‘The Prime came back to haunt us’, ‘Why did they let him go with us? I don’t want to be on the same ship as him’ and the worst was ‘I wish someone would just throw him overboard. That would solve the problem.’ They… One mech once tried to throw me overboard. He nearly succeeded, but Old Man managed to get in between…. If it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t be here sitting….” With each word, Phoenix grew more and more quiet, until his voice was only a whisper. “I never felt like I belonged and… and… But I was a Decepticon. I was one of them. I did everything they asked of me! I did everything they wanted! I cleaned their weapons, I cleaned their ship, I once nearly fell down the ship as I was cleaning the outside. I EVEN PLAYED BAIT FOR WHEN THEY WERE HUNTING AND FIGHTING AUTOBOTS WHO WERE AGAINST THE PEACE!” He screamed. “So why? Why didn’t they like me? Why did I have to be the only one who felt unwelcomed and left out, when they even liked Autobots who were their foes before? Why did I never get a nice word from anyone in my crew? I was part of the crew, wasn’t I? Wasn’t I!?”
Phoenix couldn’t help the tears from coming or stop them from streaming down his face. Why did no-one seem to care about him? Was he truly as cursed as everyone was saying? Was he truly so much like Rodimus Prime? Was he destined to become a monster, like everyone in his crew said? He didn’t want to be a monster. No, all Phoenix ever wanted was to belong. That’s why he wanted to be a medic. Medic’s were loved by everyone. Everyone held medics in high regards. So, if he was a medic, others would finally see past his looks and accept him as he is, right? Right? RIGHT? If he was useful, others would finally like him. And then he could have friends like every other youngling in his class had. Maybe they would even stop calling him cursed.
The poor youngling was so deeply trapped in his own thoughts, that he didn’t even feel the servos of Lightlost softly cupping his face. Rubbing their thumbs over his cheeks to wipe away the tears, before pulling him into an embrace.
“Shhhhhh, little bird. Little bird, look at me. Please, look at me.” Cooed Lightlost quietly, so as to not upset their little bird any further. And it seemed to help, because Phoenix was looking up at them. They had his attention, that was good. “Do you know why they said all those hurtful things? Why they never seem to care about you? Because, since your birth, they have only seen you as something they had to get rid of. Those Decepticons you called your crew, they were too wrapped up in their own minds that they couldn’t see how amazing you are. And the things they made you do, playing bait to fight Autobots, that wasn’t right Phoenix. No-one should be used like that, because, if they use you like a cheap distraction, they will treat you as nothing more than an item. And sadly, I think that’s what you have become. An item only useful to distract the enemies.” Lightlost observed as Phoenix eyes slowly widened in quiet realization before they filled with new tears. Seems like their words have opened their little bird’s eyes. “Oh, my little bird. Those decepticons have played with you since your birth, didn’t they? They made you believe that you aren’t worth anything, didn’t they? How evil is that? Making you believe you can trust them, only to stab you in the back.”
Phoenix, after listening to Lightlost, let out a scream. A scream that let out all the pain he had felt for all those years of being hated for nothing. He did nothing to make others hate him. He just existed. He was just himself. Why did they hate him? Why did his crew hate him? Why?
The youngling kept on crying, until there were no more tears to shed. He’s run try, but Lightlost was still holding onto him. Which made the young mech feel safer than when he was with his crew. Phoenix liked that feeling. Safety. That’s something he’s only felt with his mother. No-one else. But now? Now he had two more mechs he could feel safe with. And Phoenix was thankful for that.
“Little bird,” Started Lightlost as they saw that their little bird had calmed down. “If you feel unhappy with your crew, why don’t you join ours? We might be small, but we’ll treat you better than they have ever done.” They could see the gears turn in Phoenix’s mind, before the youngling muttered a quiet ‘yes’.
“Wonderful!” They cheered, before carefully getting up. Making sure that their little bird wouldn’t fall while they got up. “Let me bring you back to yours and the captain's room. You must be exhausted.” But before Lightlost could take one step, he felt a small tap on his arm. Which caused them to look down at the young spark in their arms.
“Lightlost?” Whispered Phoenix.
“Yes, little bird?”
“Are you my parent now? Because when I am with you, I feel as safe as when I am with my mother…”
This question was unexpected, but Lightlost wouldn’t force the youngling to anything. So, they simply smiled and patted the young spark on his helm. “Perhaps I am, little bird, if you see me as such.” Although, the answer of his little bird was more unexpected. The “I do” with that happy and innocent smile, one brighter than any they have seen before from him, caused their spark to warm.
Yes, he would keep their little bird.
No matter what may come.
And those who tried to take him and their captain, well, Lightlost will make sure those never come so far.
#sentient sg/lost light au#sentient sg/lost light#phoenix#tw manipulation#cuppajj#only phoenix is my character#damn#you guys don't want to know how long it took to sort out the mess that were my thoughts#too many ideas#like way too many#but hey#at least I we managed to sort them#right cuppajj?#Eitherway#It's the calm before the storm#so#better buckle up#it's going to be a wild ride.
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goddd i want to draw gravity falls stuff but i can't think of anything. yes i am taking requests plssss send me ideas guys <3 pleace and thankq <3
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nonbinaryisms in my audiobook...? yes pleace
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How do you think Terry would react to a drunk happy giggly girlfriend coming home? I'm a bit drunk rn and I wonder how he would take it. Sorry if this is not readable I'm drunk CK and kk pleace
Kk3: you were just being dropped back home by a taxi, with your 2 friends in the car. "See you later Y/N!" One friend shouts out to you. "By guys!" Once the taxi leaves, you try your hardest to walk up to the front door. Luckily, Terry opens it to see you. "Baby! Wow you look like you've had a good time" you giggle happily at him. "Yes! I most cer-hickup-certainly did! I had this many drinks!" You say, as you hold up all your fingers. Terry just laughs. "Baby that's a lot of drinks" you fall into Terry's arms for a hug. "Shhh dont tell anyone...but a few of those were shots! 'Giggle' they tasted like strawberries" "alright baby come in, let's get you inside" he guides you into the house and sits you down on the sofa, that doesn't stop you though. You take your shoes off and start dancing on the sofa. "Baby what are you doing?" "I'm dancing Terry! I still feel the music, come and dance with me!" "Well maybe-" "ooooh! Or maybe, maybe we, we could find another nightclub to go to! Just us two. We could dance the night away. OR! Why dont we, why-why dont we-" Terry just laughs as he takes you off the sofa and holds you in his arms. "I absolutely would love to do that with you baby, but its past 2 in the morning. Dont you think it's a little late for that?" "Oh..." you make a little pouty face. Terry just takes your face in his hands. "I promise baby, we can go out together another night" "I love you Terry!" You say loudly, making him laugh again. "I love you to baby"
CK: you are picked up by Terry at the club, and it's safe to say, you were in a good mood. "Thank you for getting me babe, love you soooooo much!" This makes Terry chuckle. "I love you too sweetheart. You certainly seemed like you enjoyed yourself?" "Oh I did! There was dancing, and music and these little tiny drinks that looked sooo cute!" "And did you drink them sweetheart?" You just giggle. "Maybeeee... they looked so cute i just had to have them. They reminded me a bit of you!" Terry looks a little confused. "What do you mean?" "Well they were really pretty and cute and they made me feel really-hickup-really happy inside" Terry loves this adorable drunk side of you. And the description you gave was just as adorable. "That's very nice of you to say sweetheart". When you arrived home, Terry took you by the hand and guided you inside. He sat you down on the sofa, next to the fire. "Would you like something to eat sweetheart?" "Yes please! Can I-hickup-can I have a....oh I forgot" he just laughs, right before kissing you in the forehead. "Why dont I just make you some cheese on toast?" "Ooooh thank you babe! I love you". He makes both you and himself some cheese on toast, and once your both finished, you seemed to have sobered up, just a little... "thank you Terry, that just what I needed" "your welcome beautiful" you look at him with such admiration, and you just want to be near him. You pull him in for a kiss and try to sit on his lap. But he respectfully declines and sits you back on the sofa. "Terry-" "sweetheart your drunk, and I love you with all my heart, you know I do. And I will not do that while your drunk" you give him a pouty face. He just smiles and strokes your cheek. "If you still want to be intimate tomorow, then I promise we will. But I will not do it while your in this state" you know hes right. You love how respectful and loving he is, so you nod your head, showing that you agree with him. You cuddle up into him as he holds you close. "I love you terry" "I love you too sweetheart"
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I'm back. Allso buu my recept
Hay there. I'm back again. I'm back and try to do my best sens I have been gone and have been so tired after what happened earlier. Hope you all are fine. And I'm sorry for not been ACTIVE all the time. I HAVE BEEN so devastated after my aunt have been deported out from Sweden. I HAVE BEEN SO SAD SO I COULDN'T CONSENTRATE. BUT I TRYING TO COME BACK AGAIN.
ANYWAY. ABOUT BIRDIE
You heard right. Birdie The seagull have a message about me. We both have been gone for a wile. Birdie on vacation, and I worked. And yes. I HAVE moved out from my childhood home. Now I'm part time free. However. Bridie and I came up with a idea if you could support ja so I could rescue my economy sens I faild SAVING my aunt from deporting and not then the rent have been sky high expensive, it Will not be possible for me to handle it as I planed. However. IF I succed to find a second job. EVERYTHING would be better for me. But meanwile, I HAVE TO find away to pay my loan. And thats why I created my recept ås I want to share and sale to. just $1. Then It's fine. Go to gumroad and buy my recept. You choose the price.
Hope you Will like it. So Pleace. help me.
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#shitchannel4you#youtube#youtuber#tumblrer#4#channel#newbe#you#tumblr#shit#gumroad#TLC#TLC stew#Recept#Lacto ovo vegetarian#Lacto-ovo-vegetarian#Lacto ovo vegetarian food#Ovo vegetarian#Youtube
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Every Destiel coda I read is like, ‘so the boys ate dinner together before Sam went off to bed, leaving Dean and Cas alone’ or ‘Sam left to do some research in the library, leaving Dean and Cas alone’ basically ‘Sam left to do some boring thing so the lovers could be alone’. Just once I want to read, ‘Sam saw something shiny glisten through the window and went outside to investigate’ or ‘a miniature clown appeared in a puff of smoke and scared Sam into a dreamstate’ or ‘Sam was busy building a fort in the war-room with a sign hung outside saying No Jerks Allowed’.
#sam#lol#tru tho#yes pleace#fic ideas#destiel#sam winchester#the fic life#but seriously#you're reading supernatural
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My brain : Encanto was a really good movie huh ?
Me : Yeah it really was !
My brain :
Me : ... please tell me you're not about to give this this kind of idea again
My brain : HAHA noooooooooooooo-
Me : Please don't i already have too much of them
My brain : Okay okay i won't....
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So, you wanna make an encanto au or-
Me : GODAMIT
#Yes it occures that i now have a beyburst Encanto au#where Naru takes mirabel's pleace and hearts takes Bruno's place#because i just can#and Hearts is definitely the kind of dude that would lay on the ground#waiting for the earth to consume him with rats all over his body#he just would#and yes this is a way to bring the idea that naru and hearts could have a really good niece-Uncle relationship#encanto AU#beyburst#shitpost#beyblade burst
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Transcript under the cut
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Leuchtenber House - 4 pm
???: The Queen has asked to see you, ma’am, to start planning the engagement. And the Queen Mother has asked for an extra week of lessons before the announcement
???: ...
Amalia: Oh, and the Crown Prince will be staying at Ubrite for another week...
Louise: Of course he is...
Amalia: Should I call the Palace and schedule a meeting with the Queen, ma’am? Ma’am?
Louise: Call the Palace and make the appointments... And informed the Queen Mother’s team that I won’t be attending anymore lessons
Amalia: Of course, ma’am, I- What-?
Louise: What is it?
Amalia: Did you say the Crown Prince was spending time with Mr. St James, ma’am?
Louise: Yes, why?
Amalia: Mr. St James is at Oasis Springs with-
Louise: With who?
Amalia: With Miss Olivia De la Paz...
Louise: ...
Amalia: Would you like me to call the Palace, ma’am? Maybe they know where the Crown Prince really is...
Louise: No... I know perfectly where he is... Pleace, call off all my meetings for tomorrow morning. I’m going out...
Amalia: Yes, ma’am...
#THL#The Hammond Legacy#the sims 4#ts4#sims4#the sims 4 legacy#the sims legacy#ts4gameplay#ts4legacy#ts4storytelling#ts4edits#ts4screenshots
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Strawberry's Adventures Part 1
Heh, just a little thing about Strawberry. Nothing else.
Lotus is @stmoloch's character. It might have been just a mention, but still. Gotta tag one of my favourite funky dudes. XD
(Heads up, I wrote this when I was tired and only checked it once. If there are any mistakes, pleace let me know so that I can correct them. :3)
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Being a giant robotic liveform with the ability to transform into something similar to an armed military drone wasn’t easy, especially if you haven’t been a Cybertronian for the better part of your life. Granted, ‘better half’ doesn’t sound all that fitting, because Jane was only 25 when Billy asked her to investigate the disappearances of their hometown people. But being human was something she liked.
Yes, it wasn’t easy, she struggled a lot when it came to life as a human itself, but she still loved her life. She had a great friend, a nice family and a job she actually liked doing, and yet, it all changed because of one stupid story Billy wanted to do, because ‘There are people abusing their power and they’re hurting our friends and families! Remember that butcher from down the street? His daughter went missing last friday!’.
Billy would have made a great detective. Not that he wasn’t a great journalist either, Jane loved working with him on uncovering hidden truths and bringing them to the light, but she often wondered if that was the right job. Maybe they both should have done something else, something that didn’t involve Billy getting killed and herself having to pretend to be something she isn’t. Or, maybe, this would have always been her fate, no matter what. Maybe if she stayed behind, got a nice job at the town library or something else, and didn’t follow Billy into the big city and got a job there, they would have still performed their sick experiment on her.
But then, if it truly was fate, then maybe it would have happened sooner and Billy, and most of the others, wouldn’t have had to die. If she had stayed and lived a different life, maybe she could have spared everyone the experience of death.
Jane had to brace herself against the wall, as her legs threatened to give out underneath her. Ever since the transfer from one body into the other, things like that would happen whenever the memories of the experience would resurface. It was something that even caused her crew concern, because, together with her already frail body, they saw it as a hindrance whenever there was a fight. It’s why they either made her stay back on the ship and keep an eye on the fight from there, or do scouting missions. But even in the sky, she would sometimes start to wobble, before regaining her balance and continuing her flight.
But with each day she spent on the Wayward Compass, and with each year she spent learning to live with her body, her control over it only grew. To a point where she sometimes found herself sitting by one of the ship’s windows and staring outside at the vast emptiness of space and the countless stars twinkling in the distance. Wondering where Jane started and where Strawberry ended. And the longer she spent in this body, living among life forms similar to humans but yet vastly different, the line between who she was and who she is now slowly grows thinner and thinner.
Although, has there ever been a line? Maybe not, because Jane was still the same as she was before being ‘reborn’ as Strawberry. She never acted any differently towards her crew members than she would have towards her friends and family. Maybe she’s become more nervous and careful, but who wouldn’t after an experience like ‘That’.
She still treated everyone with kindness, even those who are as prickly as a cactus. Although, granted, there was only one new crew member who acts like a tiny cactus, but Jane has always loved those kinds of plants, no matter how often she accidentally pricked her fingers on them. Because, the more the cactus pricks you, the beautifuler its flower is.
Luckily for her, the little cactus she calls her friend is quite fluffy. Kind of like the pink plush bunny she had as a child.
“Strawberry? Are you okay?” Asked a familiar voice, and Strawberry turned around slowly to face the younger mech. A soft smile on her lips, despite it not being visible to the other because of her mask. But it was still carried over in her voice. “I’m fine Con, don’t worry. I just got one of those little… you know? It happens.” Said the taller femme, as she pushed herself away from the wall to prove a point, only to sway a little to the side. Looks like her body was still against the idea of her moving around, but luckily, Law Construct was quick to catch her. Steading her with his own body, while the young mech looked at her with concern.
“You said the same thing last time, and it always seems to grow worse around the time you first joined the crew.” Said Law Construct, as he helped Jane towards her, Moss’ and that new crew member’s room. “Why is that? What happened on earth that causes you so much… distress each year?”
Jane was quiet for a while. Only Moss knew about her secret, and she was still trying to find a way to tell Lotus about it. So, telling Law Construct, someone she considers a younger brother and still hasn’t seen the ugly side of life, was nothing she had planned for quite some time.
No, she couldn’t tell her little wanna-be detective about who she was before becoming Strawberry and how she’s lost more than her own life during the process. So, she simply shook her head. “Con, some things shouldn’t be asked. Not when the one you ask isn’t ready to tell you.” She said, as Law Construct carefully set her down on her bed. “You’re a good kid, but even a detective knows when to ask and when to leave it be.”
“I know…” Muttered the mech, as he sat down next to Strawberry. Door-wings lowered down in a display of worry, as he stared at his servos. “But you always get like this and I don’t like it. The medic might say that you’re fine, but I don’t believe him! Not when I see you struggling like that sometimes.” Law Construct looked up from his servos to stare past Strawberry’s visor and into her optics, or at least, where he thought her optics were. And Strawberry couldn’t help a chuckle, as she wrapped her arms around Law Construct. Pulling him slightly closer, so that his head was resting just slightly over her spark.
“You got a good spark, Con, but this is something I have to deal with on my own.” She said softly. “What happened on earth… it wasn’t good, it was terrible, and I still have to come to terms with certain things. I still have to figure myself out. Get my footing-” Law Construct let out a groan at the terrible joke, and Strawberry chuckled before quickly letting go of the other and using her arms to shield herself from Law Construct’s weak punch. “Okay, okay, not funny. I get it. Not funny at all. Moss is better at jokes, I know. I know.”
“It’s not that! You can’t make jokes when the mood is bad! What kind of detective side-kick would do that?”
“A good one.” Strawberry laughed, before letting out a sigh. “Either way, you understand what I mean, right? I can’t tell you what’s going on, not when I am not ready.”
Law Construct was ready to say something in protest, she could see that from the way his door-wings perked up and his face got that serious look he would usually only have when he was ready to figure out the truth. But before she could say something to stop him, his door-wings lowered again and his expression turned to one of concern. “I know… I just… You’re always helping me. I want to help you too.”
For a moment, Strawberry wasn’t on the Wayward Compass, nor was she sitting on her bed. She was back in her own apartment together with Billy. Specifically, it was the day when she was left by her partner and had to patch-up her best friend because he decided to confront her ex. Billy had said the same words back then. Sometimes it was surprising to her how much Law Construct reminded her of her late friend.
So, she took off her mask and gave the young mech next to her a smile. “You’re already helping me just not in the way you think you do.”
#transformers oc#transformers#strawberry#law construct#lotus is stmoloch's oc#one of these days; I'm gonna write a full story featuring Lotus properly#and it's eithe going to be about that big fight or something really random#yoou decide stmoloch#edit: fixed two small mistakes
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