#I'm not right in the head. I need to be put down /j unwell

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HE'S LIKE 100 (I'M NOT KIDDING) AND FUCKING INSANE BUT I.

[alicentes]

I just found out Viserys is only 10 years older than Alicent in the books, they married when she was 19 and he was 29.

Which begs the question: why did they make Alicent a child bride who was forced to marry a man old enough to be her father in the show?

I knew alicent was 18 but didn't realise V was that young, I thought he was mid-late 30s. That age gap isn't too bad by asoiaf standards. He married Aemma when she was 11-13, put her through all of those pregnancies and he was an adult when they married I believe (EDIT: he was 16 when he married Aemma so not yet an adult but still notably older than Aemma) and it was also him that married Helaena to Aegon when they were also just teens so he is still pretty gross.

As for the creative choices on the show, aside from recycling general abuse/grooming/SA storylines that GoT and GRRM himself used, I always thought they merged book Alicent's tragic backstory with the previous king Jaehaerys with her relationship with Viserys

"When her father was named Hand of the King by King Jaehaerys I Targaryen in 101 AC, thirteen year-old Alicent accompanied him to court together with her brothers and mother. In 103 AC, Alicent became the constant companion of King Jaehaerys, whose health was failing.[N 1] She fetched his meals, helped him wash and dress, and read to him. In the end, King Jaehaerys sometimes mistook her for his daughter, Saera Targaryen. Jaehaerys eventually died the same year, while Alicent was reading to him"

This outline makes me think they've definitely merged Alicent/Jaehaerys with Alicent/Viserys. The show definitely adapted this from the book: She was forced to become the companion and carer to the king by her father, She tends to personal care needs of both kings like bathing them, She gets mistaken for the kings daughter near the end in both instances, She's still a victim of grooming via her father who for sure would have married her off to J if he wasn't so old and unwell. Viserys in the show is essentially taking on the role sickly older man with a teenage companion. Book Alicent may be a victim and went through trauma in her teenage years but thankfully was not subjected to marriage, pregnancy and SA at 15. As for her relationship with book Viserys I think by that point she wanted to be queen? she wouldn't have had the power to turn down a proposal from the king or go against her father in any case but she also had goals of her own and I imagine after taking care of a sickly old man for years, probably dealing with rumours that she was perhaps his mistress then she probably thought marrying the new younger king and having some power in her own right, even if it is through marriage and having sons that would inherit the throne then she was okay with that. Girlie put in the work so I can hardly blame her for wanting her son on the throne, and wanting to benefit herself.

Final thoughts: I feel like teen alicent on the show is probably similar to how she was as a teen in the books so it wasn't purely a show invention. Alicent in both stories was groomed, used by her father, made to be the "companion" to the king, was probably pretty isolated because of this companionship. The difference is Alicent grew up and even if her goals were influenced by her fathers manipulation. She HAD goals, wants and desires. Alicent was the one who was scheming behind the scenes, who was head of the green council and willing to be ruthless if she had to be. I'm glad the show added a few more layers to her character and didn't have her be a two dimensional evil stepmother but they went too far in the other direction and in an attempt to make her more likeable she ends up overshadowed by the men in her life who take her power. throughout the show regularly mocked, abused, SA'd and worried about her children safety because Viserys won't protect them. Although this is clearly one reason why she resents rhaenyra and her life, they never used it to fuel alicents own wants and desires and what she's willing to do and who she's willing to step on to get it. Alicent is the queen but rarely do we see her pull rank (she should've with Larys) and she often goes back on her `power moves or doesn't follow through (like actively plotting to get Aegon on the throne) and even apologises for her "behaviour" (the aemond incident) which is not just inconsistent but makes her come across as more hypocritical that she is meant to be. The show took away the little power she had by not allowing her to fully embrace what she wanted for herself and her children.

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[dragonking10]

You Made The Right Choice

WARNING: This story contains SEVERE ANGST and it WILL be sad, if your Lancaster Heart can't take it, I'd advise you to NOT read this. If you do, then have boxes of tissues ready. I hate myself for writing this.

Ruby was walking around trying to clear her head and felt regret for what she said to her friends, especially Jaune, as she was walking she heard a commotion going on near her and decided to quietly check it out.

When she got there she found Jaune with crazed rage in his eyes chasing down Curious Cat, after some time Jaune finally caught CC kneeled down with with one arm holding the cat in place.

CC: Jaune please you are unwell, you're not thinking straight.

Jaune: SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! THIS IS YOUR FAULT!!!

CC: Pardon my confusion but how exactly is this my fault?

Jaune: YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, YOU LED ALYX AND LEWIS TO THAT TREE BUT ONLY ONE MADE IT HOME. I'M NOT GONNA LET YOU DO THE SAME TO HER?

CC: Who?

Jaune tears welling up: RUBY!!! I'M NOT GONNA LOSE HER TOO!!!

CC: But you did that yourself when you chased her away!

That did not sit well with Jaune as his anger fulled up to a boiling point as he channeled all of his aura to his broken sword and raised it up preparing to strike the cat down.

Ruby panicked reached into her pouch that has her mags in it, she quickly pulled out a mag and load it into her weapon and aimed at Jaune's torso and slowly squeezed the trigger

BOOM

Jaune felt something hit his chest, he let go of the cat to raise his hand to feel his chest and felt something wet. The cat fled the moment he was released. Jaune raised his hand to see that it was his blood, he looked down to see a bullet hole on the left side of his armor and his blood pouring out, he slowly looked up to see who shot him, only to see Ruby with tears running down her face and her eyes widen in shock and guilt.

Ruby thought she loaded regular rounds that was meant to knock Jaune out, she knew regular rounds wouldn't pierce Jaune's armor. She quickly unloaded her weapon to see what round she put in. Her eyes widen in disbelief and sorrow as she stared at aromor piercing rounds, she must've loaded it by mistake, she looks up to Jaune as tears were flooding out of her eyes only to see... acceptance and relief in his eyes?

Jaune smiled at Ruby as blood started to pour a bit out of his mouth. Suddenly he dropped his broken sword and fell on his side with one hand covering the wound and the other just laying on the ground.

Ruby dropped her weapon and quickly ran to Jaune and took off her cloak and hold it against his wound trying to stop the bleeding and started to put her aura into him... but it's not enough.

Jaune: Ruby...

Ruby looks at Jaune

Jaune smiled trying to reassure her: You made the right choice.

Jaune frowned: I let you down.

Jaune started to cough up more blood

Jaune: I let everybody down.

Ruby: Jaune I.. I'M SO SORRY, THIS IS MY FAULT I DIDN'T MEAN FOR THIS TO HAPPEN I-

Jaune: No it's NOT your fault, it's my fault I was the one who chased you away, and I'm so sorry for what I said, I never meant to hurt you.

Ruby sobbing: Ma.. Maybe if I'd helped you save the Paper Pleasers you wouldn't have-

Jaune: No... They wanted to die... I was just so blind... so desperate to feel like a hero... but I never considered what they needed... I was selfish.

Jaune coughed up even more blood

Jaune: I... I thought I wanted this... asked for it... so many times... and now that it's happening... I'm scared.

Jaune coughed up blood again

Jaune: I'm afraid Ruby

Ruby quickly grabbed Jaune's bloodied hand to reassure him he's not alone.

Ruby: No... you don't have to be afraid... I'll always be here for you... just... just please... PLEASE HANG ON!!!

Jaune smiled: Oh you're... always good for a smile.

Ruby: Jaune... you will always be MY hero... I... I love yo-

Ruby cut herself off as she felt a sudden dread as he looked to Jaune's eyes that is glazed over with no sign of life

Ruby: J-Jaune?

No response. That was the last straw for Ruby as she screamed and sobbed hugging Jaune's body close. After some time she calmed down a bit as she noticed Jaune's broken sword. She slowly reached and grabbed the sword and stared at it.

Memories of the good times they had at Beacon, as RNJR and at Atlas. She stopped staring at the sword to look at Jaune for a moment and looked back at the sword. With her mind made up she grabbed the hilt and turned the sword around with the blade facing her torso. With one swift motion she quickly forced the sword through her chest.

Ruby coughed up blood and fell down on her side, her eyes were blurry and felt light headed with the amount of blood she's losing. She slowly looked at Jaune one last time and used all of her strength to slowly drag herself closer to Jaune. When she got close enough she slowly raised her hand to feel Jaune's face and slowly kissed his lips and put her forehead to his.

Ruby with her last breath: I'll always be there for you... wait for me... Jaune.

And just like that Ruby has also passed away.

[elk96]

Connection - Part 2

J Robert Oppenheimer (Cillian Murphy's portrayal) X reader.

Warnings: mentions of mental instability, depression, wound stitching.

Word Count: 861

This is loosely based on the book American Prometheus.

I'll be fine, thank you", Robert answered in his quite manner. 

"And who's gonna wash your sheets, clothes and mattress when you bleed all over the place"?, she asked him.

Christ, that woman. She had no shame in her. 

"I think you should know, Mr. Oppenheimer", she continued, "that cooperation between patients and their doctors is regarded with utmost appreciation".

An angry voice inside of him answered that he didn't give a damn about doctors and their I'll judgment -instead of voicing that opinion he let out a soft grunt as y/N helped him on his feet. 

The ground felt unsteady and the walls were spinning, but there it was, a gentle, steady hand on his back to guide him to the exit. 

y/N never left his side until she helped him on the backseat of her car. She had tied a bandage to the wound, but Robert seemed all together unwell-and she was anxious. He'd first come to her almost a month ago, and during their sessions she had grown fond of him-of the young man with the brilliant mind and complete lack of social skills and emotional connection to anything. He reminded her that she wasn't in a much better place either at his age. And that was only 2 years ago.

"I'm fine, I'm fine", he growled once she tried to help him out of the car after their short ride. Nevertheless,  he grabbed her forearm for stability as they got to her apartment.

It was nothing like what he imagined a psychiatrist's house would be-there were paintings, books, rich-coloured carpets and the remains of a fire burning in the fireplace. Nothing like Robert's terrible accommodation.

He fell onto an armchair, feeling suddenly very heavy.

"I need a smoke", he mumbled to himself through half-closed eyes. He searched his pockets with trembling hands and pulled out his cigarettes, put one in his mouth. His lighter had run out of fuel. "Do you have a lighter"?, he asked Dr. y/LN. 

He sighed. She had disappeared. His head hurt-but it was a particular feeling, he could somehow feel the steaming hot blood course through the cut. Or maybe it was all his imagination.

He shouldn't have done that. With Blackett, he shouldn't have done it. He could've killed him…

Dr. y/LN returned to the cozy living room with the first aid kit and a lighter in hand. She gave it to him and poured him a glass of whiskey-only to mitigate his pain and discomfort. Robert gulped it down.

y/N pulled out a syringe and filled it with a colourless liquid.

"This is anesthetic", she informed him, eyes focused on what she was doing. "So that you don't feel pain".

"I don't mind pain".

"No, but I do. And there's no need to add physical pain to the psychological one, right"?

Robert sighed. Every part of him insisted he tell her he is fine-he doesn't need to be taken care of, he could crawl in a corner and wait for the night to pass, but she knew. Somehow, she knew. And during their past sessions she'd been telling him so often, so convincingly that he wasn't alone in that situation, he actually dared take some comfort in her words.

"Deep breath now", y/N mumbled and Robert felt the needle poke through his skin. 

They waited in silence for the anesthetic to numb the area around his head as she washed her hands with rubbing alcohol. She tapped his skull softly.

"Did you feel that"?

"No".

"Honestly, Robert".

"No, I didn't feel that", he repeated and heard her breathe in deeply. 

The sight of the thread going through the kneedle made him cringe, so he focused on the books in the bookcase against him. 

"I didn't know you had such a wide spectrum of interests", he commented in a shaky voice. Some of the books there were really impressive.

"There's a reason I am a psychiatrist at my 23 years of age, Robert. Hopefully you'll understand that through your personal self-improvement".

She cut the remaining thread and wiped clean the area surrounding the wound. 

"Ready", she announced. She disappeared in the bathroom briefly to get rid of the blood in her hands and then emerged from the kitchen with a plate of chicken and rice. She sat on the couch next to Robert.

"Hungry"?, she asked casually. He nodded. She sighed. For a moment she looked as if she contemplated to say something, instead she fetched a book from her library.

"Crime and Punishment", Robert read as she placed on his lap.

"Dostoyevsky. Give it a go, I think you'll find it very…revealing. And, it is my scientific opinion that you should write to your friend. Apologize to him, don't let him go".

Robert's voice was low and thin as an old thread. "I did something terrible to him".

"I can imagine, from the little you've told me. It was a terrible approach on his side to announce he was getting married while you were at such a bad state. Write to him", was the last thing she said and escorted him to the door.

[a-and-b-snz]

- ALIEN SNZ -

Imagine a sci-fi future where humans and aliens are fully integrated, both working and playing together. As a species we're relatively similar, with one notable exception - the aliens have a biological inability to sneeze. They're taught about it in school when learning human anatomy, of course, but to those who've never met humans, the phenomenon is completely... alien. (haha.)

Now imagine A, and alien, and B, a human, relaxing in A's private quarters. B is one of the first human friends A has made, and so far they've gotten along great. And then B's breath snags in the middle of their sentence, then snags again when they try to speak.

"Are you okay?" A asks, a little alarmed.

"J- Just- Hhih... hep'TCHEW!"

A is overcome with excitement and disappointment. Excitement, because they've never seen a human do that in person before. Disappointment, because B was too quick to bury their face behind their arm, shielding A from getting a good view.

"Wow!" A says, "that was incredible!"

"Huh?" B sniffs, then chuckles. "Oh, I forget you guys don't do that.

"Are you unwell?" A asks, wracking their brain to recall their training. "Or have you recently been exposed to an allergen?"

"Nope," B says, amused by how animated A has become. "Sometimes it just kinda... happens."

"Will you do it again?"

"What?"

"Will you sneeze again?"

"Well, sure, at some point in my life, yeah."

"I mean, right now?" A leans in a little closer. "I wasn't paying proper attention before."

"But I don't- I don't really need to sneeze right now."

"Couldn't you do it anyway?"

"A, it's not something I can control."

"Oh. Of course."

A looks so dejected that B can't help but feel almost guilty. "Look," they say, "maybe we can coax one out." They smile as A's face immediately lights up.

"How?"

"You have to give my nose, like, the right sort of tickle. Trick it into thinking there's something irritating up there that needs pushing out."

A frowns. "We'll put something up there?"

"Don't have to. Sometimes, when I need to sneeze and it just won't come, I can rub the outside, and it works. Like this." B takes both their index fingers and draws light spirals down each side of their nose.

"Can I try?" A asks, and B nods. Cautiously, they extend their long, thin fingers and begin to stroke B's nose as lightly as they can. It gives an involuntary twitch.

"Woah." B blinks rapidly. "That's..."

"Am I doing it right?" A asks after a moment, as they begin to work on the tip of their nose.

"Yeah, that's actually working reahhhly well." A dips down to the septum and B gasps. "Ohh, f-fuck."

A feels a small stir of satisfaction. Light, irregular breaths. That's a classic indicator that-

"A, I'm- I'm gonna- ahh!" B's head tilts back, but A's nimble fingers don't let up. "Gonna... Gonna- Hheheh- huh'ESCHIEW!" They jerk forward. Not only can A see it this time, they can feel it.

"Uh... bless you," they murmur, recalling Earth tradition.

"Shit." B scrubs their nose, which is still buzzing, threatening to explode again. "I'm so sorry, I didn't expect that to happen so fast-"

"Can I try again?"

When B looks up, they find A's eyes wide and shining. "Um..." they swallow, taken aback. "Yeah, I guess so."

[creek-cryptid-deluxe]

Remember 2 or 3 weeks ago when Indie the Demon of Chaos put her head through a window, causing Bailey the 100lb Marshmallow to have a massive cut on top of her paw?

Well, because Bailey is absurd, despite doctor instruction & many attempts at preventing it, through that time she has consistently ripped off her bandages & excessively licked the wound. I kept telling her that if she didn't stop she wouldn't have a paw left to lick because the vet would have to remove it.

Tuesday I emailed them with photos, explaining my concerns & they scheduled her to come in on Thursday (yesterday). They said it actually looked good, but what we thought was significant swelling was excess tissue from it trying to heal. They sedated her, removed that, glued it shut, & gave her an extra long cone because the main problem we had was her legs were too long for a normal cone to work.

Within 5 minutes of being home, this dumbass tries to lick her fucking paw & manages to reopen the wound using the edge of the cone, bleeding all over my fucking couch. So we took her back up there. They stitched it, and sent her off with a more hardcore antibiotic & doggie Tylenol.

Last night she was still a bit out of it but wanted walks, so we went to the park, as usual. After walking with dad for a minute, wanted to come back. So I sat with her, walked around a little near the car. She got spooked & wanted to go home, so we got back in the car & I figured that since HIS dog was feeling poorly that Dad would take Indie on the short loop, checking in between rounds. That's common sense, right?

Well apparently fucking not because he took her on the long 30 minute loop. When he got back, Bailey had gotten back out to pee, so I got her back into the car. He got in after putting Indie in & said "She's still out of it, huh?" I snapped. "Yeah, she is. So much so that she was freaked out & wanted to go home. We spent over half the time in the backseat because I figured since YOUR DOG was unwell, you'd take the short loop so you could check on her but I guess that's not as common sense as I thought." & put on my headphones while he huffed & slammed shit around in the car.

He gave her bedtime meds & went to bed... leaving me to cover her foot with a sock to protect it through the night. Which he didn't bother to take off this morning.

Can anyone tell me why I seem to be the person caring for this dog that ISN'T MINE BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE IT IN ME TO BE RESPONSIBLE FOR ANYTHING BESIDES MYSELF & THE SPAWN?!?!

Oh and The Spawn... man I'm about 1 "conversation" away from smacking the shit out of her. I put conversation in quotes because we don't really have those over the last 2 days or so. What appears to be a conversation involves us talking but her constantly interrupting to finish my sentences for me, usually incorrectly. Or it involves her going on a tirade about something, which I agree about but when I clarify or correct misinformation gently, she just rants over me. A lot of her rants have truth to them, but due to a lack of life experience she genuinely says some ignorant shit, but god forbid I correct her or educate her on things I have more experience or knowledge about. Oh or we talk about something & when I go to reply, she interrupts to talk about something unrelated that pertains to her.

My operating hours are between 11 am and 11 pm. So why was she on my couch at 9:30 am ranting about commercial farming & getting snotty with me when I interjected at all?

I hate to say this, but I'm so SO ready for adulthood to just slap her down. Especially since one of her rants was about employment. I saw fucking red but we were in the car, waiting for Bailey to be finished at the vet, so I bit my tongue & squished my own fingers in rage after my attempts to educate her about how the real world works were cut off.

Because apparently my nearly 36 yr old ass has less experience & knowledge about the subject than a 17 yr old who has only ever had to pay 1/4 of her car payment & 1/2 her insurance & has had one job. 👌

I'm so absolutely fucking done with every fucking person in this house. I'm tired of cleaning up after them, I'm tired of the disrespect, I'm tired of my boundaries being ignored, I'm tired of the absolute selfishness.

Tonight, if he's up for it, I'm using J as an excuse to escape. I'm pretending he needs me again, if he is down, when really I just need to get the fuck away from the boomer & the arrogant zoomer.

Don't steal my shit. Go through your own fucking suffering. Cunt.

[amenomiko]

A/N: This is one of the old requests ❤. Thank you for the request, otome-land (∩´∀`∩)💕.

I Don't Know Myself, Idiot!

Pairing: IkeSen Masamune x MC

Type: One Shot

Rated: NSFW (Smut)

"I don't love you! Never!! Don't use war as an excuse to express your fake love to me, Date Masamune, you will NEVER get my heart that way!"

He watched as she stomped off angrily, grinning how adorable her puffy cheeks moved when she mutter her remaining curses.

This adorable wife of his...

Well, he wouldn't blame her. Not only she is forced to marry him out of the sake of alliance, he is from the enemy clan to her dismay.

"A contrary type. As expected of Sanada Yukimura's little sister."

Masamune turned to his fellow vassal. "So you are saying it runs in the family?"

Mitsuhide's grin matched his. "Maybe?"

Charm didn't work. Nor sweet talk. Except for his food.

Her eyes beamed to his food. Face flushed, eagerly waiting when Masamune served her. Seeing her mewl in delight is what capture his heart; beneath those stubbornness, this is her real color. A pure, innocent color.

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"MC..! Hang in there..!"

Her chest rose and rest, desperate to breathe and staying awake.

"Why-- why did you do that?? I know you can fight-- No, ..you could have just leave me..!"

For someone who is able to fight, she would always come along to the field of war together with Nobunaga and his vassals. But of all the days.. She was pulled by force from her horse, as the enemy wanted to kidnap her to be their hostage.

She managed to escape from them, and when she almost reached back to her group, she saw incoming arrow from his back. Then before she know it, she have shielded him from it and were pierced instead. Looks like the enemy has planned everything beforehand.

"...Shut up you idiot! You are being noisy!" She hissed. "I didn't know myself, idiot..! My body move by itself! B-before I knew it I have-- nnh..!"

Her legs squirm uncomfortably. It feels hot, hotter than ever; ironically when there's fire blaze everywhere and her body is burning than that. "M-masa--" Tugging his chest, he was taken aback by the look in her eyes. "It hurts.. Something is.. S-something is.. I'm feeling--"

"We are almost there..!" He grunted and toss away the arrow that pierced her shoulder. "Don't die..! Hang in there!"

"Mnn you are noisy.."

"I have to, kitten. I don't want you to sleep."

"Why..?"

"You ask me why? The arrow has pierced your body, and it was deep--"

"Why did you worry so much..?"

"You are my wife, isn't that obvious."

Yeah right. She wanted to retort but her face is flushing than ever, somehow reacting to the heat his body give off. "Masa..mu.." Masamune didn't waste any time as he immediately rush her into Ieyasu's camp. He have waited outside the camp, pacing back and forth until his name were summoned.

"Aphrodisiac? Why would an enemy--" He shakes his head. "No matter. How is she doing?"

"30 minutes. No, you might need an hour." Ieyasu scoffed, avoiding the one eyed dragon's gaze. "You are the only one that can help her, since you are husband and wife--" He feign a cough, walking pass Masamune in instant.

The latter blinked. He understood what his fellow vassal said, yes he does, but with the condition right now.. Touching, no, even kissing his wife is out of question.

CLANG!

He jumped. What is that sound?

"MC..??"

His only eye wheeled from the small basin on the ground and to her, who were slumping halfway down her bed. "Haa.. Haa.." Her eyes shut tight, her face red all over. "Masamu..ne.." He quickly hold her pulled out hand in his, pushing herself up to lie back on the bed. "I.. Am I g-going to die..?"

"No, lass, you will be alri-"

"I don't want to..! I refuse to die here.. I-" She gasped, looking him in the eye. "Not yet-- mm..!" Her body quievered, and Masamune watch as her legs squirm uncomfortably inside the blanket; making him swallow the lump in his throat.

"Enough with forced marriage..! And to be with you of all people..! I-.. I-..! It's your fault..!" She hit his chest weakly. "Idiot..! You egg! Octopus..!" She sobbed, still hitting his chest. "Save me you idiot..! Take responsib-- mmn..!"

He kissed her first. Making her froze completely from hitting him for the third time. "Mmn.." He pulled away, licking her bottom lip before resting her forehead on hers. "I might.. Won't be able to stop myself, you got me?"

Legs kicking the blanket, one of his knees rub against her entrance, earning a soft moan from her. "Mmn.. Masamune.. Ah..!" His lips latched on her neck the moment she tilted her head backwards. "It's too late to say that, don't you think..?"

"Heh."

They shared their second kiss, deeply and sloppily, desperately seeking one another's heat while undressing completely. "You can hate me all you want, but for me, having you as my wife is not a play."

"Eh-- aaah..!!"

Her eyes widened to her spreading entrance. "Wha-- y-you are too big..! I- aaah..!! Mmnn..!!" She bites her lip, feeling extremely stretched inside. "Unn.. You pervert..! Can't you just wait until I'm completely ready-- aah..! Aaah, aah!" Masamune chuckled to her delicious voice when he moved his hips. "You are so adorable." He licked the side of her face, hands playing with her breasts, pinching her nipples in between of his fingers. "Haaah so tight.. I don't think one round is enough."

"J-just make it quick..!"

"Says the one who clench around this big dick tightly." He smirked, "Can't you just be honest already?"

"There's-- aah..! There's nothing to be honest for..!"

Despite saying that, she lean forward to capture his lips into a kiss, sighing into it. "Mmn.. MC.. You didn't know how much I've been waiting for this day.." He confessed, grunting before burying his head on the crook of her neck. "You didn't know what I've been doing before I get to touch you like this."

Pinkish blush colored her face.

"Nngh.. Now, are you finally admitting that it is good? You are clenching me so tight."

It wasn't that.

She had recalled the day she caught him masturbating to her. His labored gasps, groan, his dirty words of how desperate he want to impregnate her until he came all over her undergarments, making her aroused more than ever. Still..

He didn't know what she's been doing herself.

"Hmmh. As if I didn't know who makes my undergarments sticky all over with his dirty cum."

He paused, and she gasped from it. Not from stopping halfway in the peak of pleasure, but.. "Wh-why-- hyaaa..! Why are you getting bigger inside..? Kya..!" Her legs is now pushed to the sides of her head, voice choked to his length that were buried deeper than ever. "Aa- aah-- M-masa.." He moved again, frantically. "AAAH!! AH- AHH..! S-Sto-.. Stop..! You are being too roug-..AAAH!"

She is in the verge of climax; his length urge her so. Her head is spinning, her eyes rolled back and her tongue sticks out as she chants "Aaa.. Ah, ah, ah, f-fuck.. Masamu-- aah.. C-cumming- I'm cumming..! Aaah it's coming..!!"

Masamune pulled out in time with a growl, watching how she twitched and quivered all over before lifting her hips to gush out her orgasm. It came out like a piss, and he plunged his tongue, licking her hungrily to drink the remaining cum. "Nnghh..!" He hissed, hand pumping his throbbing dick. "Come here, MC..!"

"AAAAH!!"

He rammed it inside, pulling it out again for her second wave of piss. "Aaaah..!! Oh god..!!" Hands circled her legs around his waist, he rammed it once more to catch with his own climax. "Fuck..! Fuck..! Cum outside..! Please cum outside..!!"

"You are lying again, my bad kitten."

Back arched from his endless thrusts, she can do nothing but spread her legs further, receiving his deep poundings in and out of her pussy. "N-no..! I will get preg-- aaah..!!"

His cum filled her walls all over, spurting and extracting everything out from his sex, grinding against her entrance as to not make any semen spill out from it. Lips smirking once again to her legs-- it has been flailing to escape from him not to cum inside of her, and yet, her hips moves to meet his thrusts, showing that her body wants more.

"Masamune.. Mmmnn.. Masamune.. The aphrodisiac is still.."

...Ah.. She is so adorable. How contrary of her, even when she wants more.

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*Extra*

Few months later..

"Octopus! Egg! Cucumber! I hate you!!"

"Now, now, put that sword down, you will lose your only handsome husband if you kill me~"

He jumped from another swing of her blade before asking, "But seriously what did I do this time, my adorable wife?"

"Y-you..! How could you ask me that??"

"Whoops." He dodged another swing. "You are so contrary, my kitten, how can I know, as you are always salty every single day." He laughed.

"Date Masamune!! Come back here or you will die--" She froze, cupping her mouth as her sword dropped from her grip.

He blinked. "MC..?"

She is not acting, no, she's not the playful type. He watched her every movement, legs instantly stride to her side when she suddenly kneel down, still cupping her mouth.

"Hey, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"...Hmh."

Looking away from him is only making his worry gets bigger. "Now, now, I won't run anymore. Tell me what's wrong, really." He's about to pull her into a hug before she murmured with a pout, "Don't hug me too tight you will squeeze the baby."

"Alright, I won't- what."

"....."

"Lass..? Y-you-"

He look from her, down to her belly, and back to her face that anger has gone and replaced with a sulking ones. "It's your fault. You octopus squid sea slug." She mumbled. "..I'm a father?"

"What else would it be?? Hmf." Her expression softens. "Yes, you are. T-take responsibility. S-since you said- well, you can't.. st-stop yourself.."

Silence.

It's her turn to blink. "Masamune? Hey- Y-you okay?" She poked his cheek.

"Masa-"

"..Cute."

"Huh? What are you-- waah!!" He carried her, bridal style.

"You bad kitten. How dare you be this cute..!"

"Wait- where are we going-- hey! Let go of me!! Kyaaa!! Stop undressing me!!"

He kissed her all over, calling her cute again and again, until he is satisfied in loving her throughout the day.