#MIGHT HAVE AN IDEA FOR A FOLLOW UP ALREADY HMMMMMM

[crystalflygeo]

Sinful voice. ft "Morax" + fem!reader (modern AU)

cw/tags: Voice kink, daddy kink, dirty talk, female masturbation, uuhh fantasizing? petnames (sweetheart, sweetie, babygirl, darling).

notes: I literally had this sudden brainrot idea today at work (rip) and as soon as I came home I typed all this in a rush and bOI. That man's voice is just...... no words. Drives me insane, wild, crazy, feral.

To say you were nervous was an understatement.

You were starting a new chapter of your life, fresh into college, moving to a whole other city to dedicate to your studies and enter the “adult world”

You’d arrived a few weeks early to move in and start settling on your little space, it was barely a small room in a house you’d share with other new students. You’d even share a kitchen but hey, at least each one had a tiny individual bathroom for yourselves.

Tomorrow was the big day. Your first day. And although you’d heard many people say they would just take it easy or even skip the first few days (because “they were not that important” as schedules and teachers were still being organized) you’d heard just as many stories about how college was difficult and important and you gotta make good first impressions and familiarize and meet new people and blablabla…

It was pretty nerve-wracking.

So here you are, way past midnight, rolling over in bed unable to calm down.

You sigh and start messing around with your phone, bored. Maybe you can just skip tomorrow?

Or maybe…

You bite your lip. There’s a little something you can do to… relax.

Before you can even think, your fingers are already typing the familiar webpage name on the phone, already smiling mischievously.

In your search for a little “spice” for your solo pleasure sessions you often went for audios and ASMR content. The sounds and voices were much hotter than excessively raunchy lame crude run-of-the-mill videos in your honest opinion. All you had to do was get comfy, close your eyes, and immerse on the fantasy. It was bliss.

And so, a few months ago you had found him.

Morax.

Oh, that man had a voice to die for, deep and rich like syrup, making you shiver and whine every time. His content was absolutely top-notch and you’d been instantly drawn like a moth to a flame ever since you’d managed to drag out one of your best orgasms ever after listening and playing along for a few minutes.

And when you dug around and found his subscription page? Oh boy, you were a goner.

You can only imagine what your parents would say if they knew you spend money on something like this but hey, financial independence means you can spend your money (from part time-jobs and whatnot) on whatever you want.

And damn you want this sexy voice murmuring dirty praise on your ear.

You scramble out of bed, grabbing your earphones and getting rid of some of your clothes before settling down again comfortably, pillow propped against the headboard, almost giggling excitedly as you scroll around the page’s contents.

Morax was obviously an experienced dom. His content covered a myriad of different kinks and scenarios, many of which you had even only started to explore because of him. And though his voice was always calm and refined, with this sweetness and dominant tilt to it, his growls and groans could be just as wild. Morax sounded downright sinful when angry, scolding or degrading the listener. And his moans and soft chuckles? Oh, you could just faint with those.

Or come, probably. Yeah.

“Daddy fucks you in his lap” “Overstimulating my pet’s little clit” “Grind your sweet pussy on Master’s leg” “Waking you up with my big cock” “Making you my good girl” “Cum until you cry and beg”

You blush as you look at the titles, skimming around tags and descriptions looking for whatever strikes your mood tonight. Heck, anything would be fine if it was him though, you swore you weren’t even into the whole daddy kink before you heard Morax but now…

Oh.

Well lucky you, he’d just uploaded something new a few hours ago, you were one of the first views… ever the fangirl, huh? You click on it as you subconsciously lick your lips. Gods, your body feels hot and needy already, knowing what’s to come.

“Daddy spoils your little pussy” reads the caption, and you place your phone by your side, lying down, propping your legs and closing your eyes.

Oh, oh my god. Your breath catches as the audio starts off right away with some lewd wet noises. Usually, Morax would sweet talk for a bit first to set the scene and mood, but you sure weren’t complaining!

Your heartbeat speeds up as your hands start rubbing at your legs and over your panties, just trying to get your body up to speed.

“Hmmm… oh, there you are sweetheart.” Gods. Morax’s voice. You already wanted to moan at the deep baritone vibrating in your ears. “I’m sorry to wake you up.”

How ironic that you couldn’t sleep yourself.

His voice drags, sounds a little tired and hoarse, it just adds to it and you picture him kissing and dragging his tongue along your skin “You like that don’t you baby? Feeling my lips… tracing your hipbone like this. I can feel the goosebumps blooming along your skin.”

Oh goosebumps alright, you shiver as you rub at your skin a little impatient, how you wish you really had his lips worshipping you right now.

“You don’t even have to do anything, you can even just go back to sleep, if you’d like.” He chuckles. “But daddy just needed you, he needed his… hmm… sweet babygirl.”

“Hng Morax yes… need you too, daddy.” You whisper softly, already shifting on the sheets.

He continues to kiss and whisper sweet nothings about how he wants to make you feel good, kiss you and pamper you and make you relax, and you melt. His soft breathing and wet sucking and kissing noises turning you on instantly.

“Alright sweetie let’s take these panties off.” There’s a slight rustle of fabric in the audio as you quickly strip off your own underwear along. “That’s a good girl. Hmm… look at your sweet little pussy, already wet and swollen for me.” He groans and you whimper and buck your hips.

“Oh god please…” You’re so keyed up already. Morax simply has that effect on you, and you wish he would hurry so you can start touching where you most need it.

“Hmm… just relax sweetheart. Lie down and let daddy take care of you… of your cute little pussy.” More erotic noises follow as you picture him slowly going down and down until he kisses and licks at your folds. “Oh, that tickles sweetie?” Another sinful chuckle.

His voice, his voice was just so good. You’d wondered many times what kind of man would have such a deep hypnotizing voice. Surely he was older, but maybe not quite a silver fox. Dark hair, maybe? A large frame, broad shoulders, lean muscles but still elegant, a proper gentleman to go with his personality.

You knew he had golden eyes, that was a fact. Well, at least what he’d mentioned in a couple of scenes, it could very well be a lie but you wanted to believe in that mysterious domineering golden glow, staring up at you like molten heat from above you or between your legs.

Morax’s voice keeps feeding your fantasy, commenting how wet you are, how your body twitches, how he drags, slow and languid around your hole and oh, it’s like your body responds exactly the way he wants, guided by him.

“Darling, let me just… hmm… suck on your cute little clit like this.”

“Ah!”

A shock of pleasure runs trough your veins as you start rubbing on the little nub. His voice muffled, moaning as he sucks and licks and sighs deeply, clearly enjoying this.

“So sweet, so good for me. Oh, it makes daddy just ache for you sweetheart.”  

You want Morax’s cock in you yesterday.

His voice turns breathy and strained, the noises and tension intensifying as you rub faster, legs shaking, your breath coming out in gasps to match his, back arching off the bed. It’s all so good, his praise, his dirty words, his gasps, his moans.

“Come on sweetie, I know you want my big cock but first… hng… first daddy wants you to cum hah… do that for me princess? Come for daddy, come on.”

“F-fuck… fuck… hnnng” You mewl. “M-Morax…”

“I got you darling I’m right here, you can cum baby I want to taste you.”

“Ah A-Ah!” Your mouth parts into a silent scream and your whole body tenses and shudders, pleasure buzzing in your veins and under your flushed sweaty skin. Your juices spill against your hand but you imagine them wetting his chin as his voice groans and moans in your ears. You picture those half-lidded sultry golden eyes glowering at you.

“That’s a very good girl…” He chuckles, and your hazy mind can picture him nuzzling at your inner thighs. “Now, now get ready babygirl, give me your legs like this.” A noise of sheets shifting registers in your brain “Around my shoulder and let me just… hng… stroke my big cock ready for you.”

Oh you were floating, your head was spinning, you parted your legs, following his every command, fingers still rubbing at your oversensitive folds to simulate whatever he was doing. You moan at the slick jerking sound and vaguely lament not having something to fill you up as he would.

“Hmm… we’re just getting started, my dear.” He hisses.

The night was long and the audio not even halfway…

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Even though you ended up going to sleep way past any reasonable time you didn’t really feel tired. In fact, you slept wonderfully, warm and sated. And so, you headed up to class with a carefree skip and bright smile, excited to see what this new day and new year would bring you.

The classroom was rather big but looked pretty empty even though the professor was already there, you slid into one of the front seats and quickly checked the time. You weren’t late or anything, he was just… punctual and early, it seems. Which is more than can be said by the majority of the students… if they are even coming to the class.

Some general studies were mandatory classes, though you’d only had to take a couple courses before moving to subjects more in line with your chosen career. But for now, seems like you had to deal with… history.

The professor was, well… handsome, to be quite honest. And you found yourself quietly admiring him from afar. Prim and proper with long silky dark hair in a low ponytail, a perfectly neat and brown suit, and thin elegant glasses that only drew more attention to his striking gold eyes. Not a crease in sight, not a hair out of place.

He was rather meticulous it seems, with the way he organized his material, checking the time before starting the class on the dot.

“Greetings everyone, my name is Zhongli.” He smiles warmly. “I believe a welcome in is order as this is your first day of college, a new stage of your life.”

No way.

Absolutely no fucking way.

His voice…

“Seems like you’re stuck with me for your very first class.” He chuckles.

Low and deep and velvet.

Oh, you know that exact same sound.

Your eyes widen.

Oh shit.

Mr. Zhongli is Morax…

“Let’s hope this year shall be a good and prosperous one, hm?”

[sunnie-writes]

cupid's chokehold.

pairing: jax x cupid!gn!reader

tags & tropes: fluff, shameless flirting, fell first/fell harder

summary: you were absolutely confused because of two things: one, you got transported to a random dimension and became a totally different person, gaining the title of a cupid, and two, you had fallen in love at first sight with the most sarcastic purple rabbit man ever. well, at least you didn't felt like complaining on the second part.

tell me, sunnie!!: AAAAAAAAAAAAAA... anyways, hiiiii:3 i got a new fandom added to my brain, injected it into my veins and now i am addicted. so, this funky little guy didn't actually catch my attention at first but then i watched some edits and was like "HMMMMMM i mean yeah sure" and then i decided to check tumblr, stumbled on a fic of him and went "OH. OH." yk?? anyways, i hope you guys enjoy this bc i wrote it instead of sleeping and i have to wake up early tomorrow el oh el!!1!1!1!1

warnings?: kissing, suggestive(?) i mean it's just neck biting but idk........

first of all, you don't know how the hell you are... here, nor why you've been stuck in this place for two weeks already.

it's a colorful world, saturated to the maximum amount possible. you know, the type to burn your eyes if you stare at a specific spot for too long. it also looked like some kind of fever dream, with all the toys scattered and the way different people? characters? looked like.

not like you can say much, you have heart shaped pupils and you're wearing something that looks like an ancient greece tunic. also, sandals. you have these big feathered white wings that are a pinkish hue at the tip of every single feather. you tried pulling one out to see if it was actually real, resulting in a yelp from your mouth. it kinda hurts.

and that reaction caused a chuckle to come from someone who has your eyes dedicated to just admiring them.

frankly speaking, if you went back and told your past self that by putting those weird vr headset glasses on you would be signing up to falling for a tall and lanky purple rabbit with a yellow smile, you would probably just chuckle and still do it, but with even more determination than before. eh, what can you say? you've always been attracted to the weirdest characters anyways.

but this... this was real, he was real and he was talking to other real weird animated people. ragatha rambled next to you about... honestly, you didn't even know, too busy watching from afar a certain rabbit. this was the start to possibly one of your most frustrating crushes ever.

"[name]? are you okay? you seem more distracted today?" she worriedly asked, putting her hand on your shoulder, "you shouldn't think too much about trying to find an exit if that's what you're thinking about, you might get abs-"

"huh? no, i wasn't thinking about that!" you quickly hurried to give an explanation, trying to dismiss that idea from her, but your eyes darted again to the overall wearing guy and she followed your gaze.

she slowly moved her head back at you after seeing what you were so... distracted about. a smirk broke in her face.

"oooh, little [nickname] has a cruuush?" ragatha teased you.

"wha- no- that's not-" before you could continue, your flushed cheeks got even more red as you saw him approaching. you immediately shut your mouth and just looked at the floor, trying to quickly hide your face

"sup', what are you two gossiping about today?" jax spoke in a mocking, sultry tone that had melting down a drain... not literally though.

"oh, nothing. you know, just the usual!" ragatha quickly tried to hide that topic from him, trying to distract or something. play it cool!

"uh-huh, and why is little cupid over here heating up like a preheated oven?" you almost choked on spit before looking at him with furrowed eyebrows and slightly flushed cheeks.

"none of your business, jax, don't bring your teasing and mocking over to [name]!"

"aww, why not?" jax dropped his hand on your shoulder, "say, little cupid, i heard doll face over here mentioning a crush, who do ya' have the hots for?"

your mind instantly went to answer "you" internally z meanwhile, your lips just answered in an almost quiet sound.

"i'm not telling you."

"huh, and why is that?" he leaned in close, and suddenly you felt absurdly claustrophobic.

he looks so... absurdly attractive with that smirk. you wish you could wipe it off of his face.

"because..." it doesn't take too long to come up with an excuse, you're an overthinker who is always prepared for this kind of situation, "you would mock me for it, and i don't feel like getting bullied by a purple beanpole."

"gasp, you wound me with your hateful words!" he dramatically posed, meanwhile ragatha chuckled in the background. "how can a cupid, made of pure love, be this mean?"

you just lightly punched him in the arm at that.

---

night time seemed like a blur to you in this world. sleep? never heard of that.

it's been a month already and your crush hasn't faltered. instead, it got bigger each day, but to be fair, it was impossible for it to not grow. jax decided that, for some reason, he liked teasing you a bit too much since he found out you might have a crush on someone.

playful flirting seemed to be his favorite to use on you, since you just tried your best to not show how it actually affected you. honestly, you felt like some kind of cliche teenager movie where you're about to write his name on a notebook with hearts all around it.

and that felt too cheesy, even for a cupid.

---

oh my stars, he wishes it's him.

you know, at first when you arrived at the digital circus, jax paid no mind to you. i mean, yeah, you were probably the cutest person in this digital purgatory, but he didn't think that he could fall for anyone in here, this isn't some weird sitcom episode. but it was starting to get difficult to not let him lose himself in a romantic trance when you were around.

he wonders if you used anything on him that could've possibly made him slowly fall for you, hard.

in the second week, he began noticing things about you. for example, you laughed at his jokes and sarcastic personality, got irritated for his pranks but never screamed at him, just shrugging it off like normally, you didn't even care when he stole something from your room.

it was mind breaking to just try and see what could get a reaction out of you towards him. until it was revealed that you had a crush on someone in that place.

jax isn't dumb, he already caught you looking at him from afar just to fastly change your gaze and get flustered, how your hands trembled when you were near him, heart eyes expanding when he talked to you. so, just to test if his theory was real, he decided to leave a subtle flirt for you. and that was checkmate.

he thought at first that it was weird, that maybe he could just play with you a little bit and entertain your little crush on him. but then, the spell turned against him. you flirted back once, and that made him feel awfully fuzzy minded. now, he was the one staring at you from afar sometimes.

that wasn't in his plans, falling for you even harder than you fell for him wasn't supposed to happen. yet, it did anyway.

and now the realization dawned on him that, at some point, he's going to have to either confess or simply hide that for forever, since that's the time they're gonna be stuck in the same dimension together. how fun, isn't it?

---

your feet took you outside of the tent, as everybody was now sleeping comfortably in their own rooms. well, at least you thought they were. stepping onto the grass and breathing in some fresh air, you looked up, waved at the sun and the moon, who smiled back at you contently. then you finally sat down and layed on the saturated green ground, looking up at the fake stars.

you sighed heavily, trying to distract your worried mind that screamed about wanting to get out and at the same time never wanting to leave. it was downright confusing, and left you with pent up energy that made your brain go 100/mph.

you heard footsteps behind you, looking up just to meet with a yellow smile and cartoonish eyes. you immediately gulped as his smirk grew.

"heyyy little cupid, what are you doing here so late?" he questioned you with a lower tone of voice before sitting down by your side. you immediately sat up too.

"just... thinking about some stuff." not losing any chance, you tried to start a conversation. "what about you?"

"meh, just bored and couldn't sleep." jax then looked at you in the eyes. "what could you possibly be thinking about?"

"ah, you know... just the usual!" you tried to quickly change topics, you didn't feel like traumadumping on anyone today nor did you feel like telling him that he's the reason you didn't abstract yet.

"and, does the usual involve your secret little crush?"

your breathe hitches, "why are you so curious about who i like?"

"i just am, it's interesting to see your reactions when i mention them." he leaned down, holding his head with his hand as he still stared at you. "why don't you tell me who it is? i'm starting to get the wrong idea that it's me since you refuse to speak about the mystery person to me."

you think you just felt your heart stop. your eyes go wide and you can feel the heat coursing through your body, blood rushing and flushing your cheeks. you know what? okay then, since there is no escape from this situation, might as well finish the night with a bang before you leave to sleep.

"that's... not the wrong idea at all." you confessed, watching as his eyes went wide in a millisecond.

"what." he spoke before sitting up and grabbing your shoulders. "you're not fucking with me, are ya?"

you shook your head while embarrassingly looking to the floor, feeling frustration pooling in your head.

"no, i'm not. i like you jax, i like your stupid pranks, your stupid jokes, your mischievous smile, your ey-" you were cut off by lips meeting with yours.

as your current situation settled in your mind, you got yourself comfortable and closes your eyes, lacing your arms around his neck and pulling him even closer before you two fell back again, you under him. your stomach was doing backflips, breaking down at the feeling of being reciprocated.

when you finally broke apart, your heart eyes were absurdly big, staring at him while you panted for air. he chuckled at your face, giving a big smile while himself was actually melting at finally having you in his arms. jax laid his head on between your neck and your shoulder. you petted his head, until you felt something.

he was biting your neck, leaving love bites and hickeys behind.

first of all, you didn't even knew if he could open his mouth, but apparently he could (?). you couldn't think much of it, too busy holding back an embarrassing whimper. you held his head and tried not to close your legs around his waist as he continued to bite.

he pulled back, looking at you with a smirk and raised eyebrows.

"well, look what a mess i've done, darlin'. how do ya' feel?"

you couldn't even answer, feeling absolutely overwhelmed by his hand on your waist, the knee resting between your legs and your mind slowly losing it's control. instead of an answer, you just pulled him down for another kiss.

yeah, you probably were enjoying that, but jax? ha! in his mind, he was melting down a drain, patting himself in the back for the idea of deciding to take a night walk and accidentally seeing you. he grinned into the french kiss, feeling absurdly high at the moment.

he wasn't sure how everyone would react to you finally being his, not that he cared about their opinion, but he thinks if would be funny to see their faces. he can't wait for it to happen, but now it's not time to think about that.

it's time for him to think on how to calm his rapidly beating heart that might give you the hint that he loves you way more than you love him.

tell me, sunnie!!: AAAAA i finished writing this only the next day, sorry if it's too short btw!! i know it missed a lot and should have more things but it was rlly rushed bc i want to write more of him <\33 but yeah, thank you for reading sunshine!!

[quirkle2]

listen. i am here to listen about your au, please tell me more about the suncaster au. people will happily listen!

i am one of said people!

AAA CRIES . hmmmmmm i don't know what exactly to talk abt so im prolly just gonna word-vomit all over this post im so sorry

i rly like exploring their characterizations and they're the easiest for me to explain so let's start w that i guess. one of my fav things to think about is fig and it not quite being the hero that follows fantasy/fairytale standards

to sum it up, what i mean by that is, if he were put in a position to either a) save its boys, or b) save literally everybody else on the planet, he'd choose his boys. it's not going to sacrifice what it loves the most (and people that do not deserve that fate) for "the greater good." it knows that is selfish, and it knows that a lot of people would probably scowl at him if they were told his opinion on it, and sometimes even he is a little disgusted with his stance, but it stands firm in it

it knows it deserves better. he has already sacrificed enough—more than most people ever sacrifice in a lifetime. if the gods asked it to do it again, it would refuse. not his family. ganon can swallow the entire world up in its gullet if it wants to—as long as it means it does Not touch his boys

the meaning of "hero" gets a little bent after a hero is willing to do something like that, but that term no longer means very much to fig

hmmmmmm what else,,, i guess i could talk abt their dark world forms and how they work ? im thinking that briar is the only one of them that can willingly change between forms with an item—he has his shadow crystal, and the others have to use that to shift to their dw form. to switch out, they have to touch the master sword (or use a moon pearl)

usually that's not an issue for them bc their animal forms have bags n shit to carry that stuff, but for the smaller ones like wars and legend, it becomes a bit of an issue ? a little ferret cannot carry a sword. usually though, he simply sticks to the larger of the crew, who carry his sword for him

they each have abilities in their dw forms! wars' ability is to see through stuff (kinda based off the fact that ferrets like to burrow underground). lumen's (which i might add to) is the ability to freely mimic Any sound he has ever heard perfectly, regardless of whether or not her body would be able to produce that sound normally. briar's, which i think is prolly the coolest, is to sink in with the shadows and disappear. think how u can disappear into the ink in splatoon! he excels in combat in darker places

haven't thought of good powers for legend or fig yet. i have some ideas for fig, but we'll see :]

that's all i can think of rn but !! always happy to answer asks abt em eeee :)

[kaijurakunsobs]

hi, im not sure if you've been asked this yet, and i was wondering: in a lot of the hcs involving a pregnant reader, you mention that miranda finding out would be awful. my question is, *what exactly would she do?* or... try to do, some of the lords might commit major crimes over this

hmmmmmm, that seems to be a common response and I understand it, specifically coming from Karl and MAYBE, Donna.

why them? they seem to be the...healthiest of the 4 lords, and according to the notes Ethan finds in Miranda's lab, Heisenberg is the one that got closer to be the perfect vessel for her Daughter

so, for me, there would be 3 possible routes

she allows the reader and Karl to keep their child, unsintered in the offspring of one of her failures

she takes the child, intrigued in whether or not it could be a good vessel, after all, is Karl's child, the one who got pretty close to be perfection. If the reader has been experimented on? well, you know what they say! two wrongs make a right

finally and probably the less possible one, she would kill the child without a second thought because A) she already has Rose and doesn't need another baby, B) she doesn't want anyone to have access to the power a baby like Rose could have. you know? take out the competence

Has for that the other Lords could do to baby?

Moreau: Karl won't even let the man get close to see his child, and even if the reader allowed it, Salvatore, more out of fear of Miranda or Heisenberg, would be the most careful one. He's just fascinated with the child and wants to know the child of his "brother"

Donna and Angie: this is were things might get dangerous, Donna doesn't strike me like someone who would hurt a baby just because, she might even be a bit repulsed and anxious around a living and wailing child. However, we have Angie, who's Donna's...spokesperson, so she might be rough or get extremely frustrated cuz this thing won't play with her and all the other dolls, and she seems to be rather unpredictable, so, there's no way to know what she would do to the baby

Dimitrescu: this woman would not dare to hurt the child, no matter what the baby's birth gender is, why? she's a mother and she can't even phantom the idea of losing one of her children. If anything, she would try to convince Miranda to let her keep the child and raise them, either to annoy Heisenberg and the reader or she's serious. But who knows, she might end up wanting a small snack before bed...

Dimitrescu Sisters: another possible danger for the child, they are rowdy, lousy and even though they follow Alcina's rules and listen to her, they could just end up considering the baby as a mere Capri Sun, especially if the baby is a boy because it will grow to be a tasty man-thing, it's not like the baby would be safe if it was a girl, after all, they do use maiden's blood for their wine. So just...don't leave baby, alone and unsupervised with the sisters

[galaticrow546]

Ok so i started to write this before chapter 9 even came out sooo yeh :'), idk i just wanted to write something about a "what If Blue and Ink finally got little Dream back but Dream is acting in a way they didnt expect" and yeh i tried-

Anyways, OSD belongs to @calcium-cat ( seriously go check them out the story is good and her art is neat af )

Ah yes, a new day, the sun is shining, the birds are chirping, everything is peaceful, Blue sighs relieved and sips his coffee while sitting on the fluffy blue couch, reading a book about a hero perhaps? Blue noticed how little he was paying attention, but its fine right? He feels like today is going to be a good day-

*Thump*

Well, today WAS a good day, It seems that the tiny guardian just woke up, and unfortunately, Dream hasnt been in the best mood or behavior ever since they got him out of Night’s castle, he has no Idea why Dream is so angry at them, Neither Blue nor Ink know why, but Dream sure wasnt taking It well.

As the small angry child approached the couch, Blue quickly stood up and faced him:

-“Good morning dear, how are yo-“

-“No”

Blue paused and blinked, its not a new thing that Dream wasnt up for talking, but for one month straight? Blue wouldnt say It out loud, but he was getting sad at the situation:

-“....right” Blue said sadly

As the angry looking child stared at Blue, Ink got down the stairs in a white blue-striped pajamas:

-“Hey yall, good morni-“

Dream quickly hissed and got ready to jump at Ink, in which Ink hissed playfully in return, but this got the toddler even more angry, after a minute, the toddler started to hit ink’s legs with his tiny hands, but they hardly hurt Ink, as Ink playfully mocks Dream, he gets more motivated to hit Ink like there is no tommorrow, Blue silently watches them from afar, he wished the toddler didnt hit or hiss at Ink so much.

Blue silently left the living room and went to the kitchen to grab something for Ink to eat, today was his turn to patrol the multiverse while Blue stays and takes care of Dream, as he explored the kitchen, he quickly made a sandwich and took a banana, then placing It in the bag and wrapping it up nicely, as he finished, he quickly left the kitchen and went back into the living room:

-“Ink, take this bag with you in the patrol, remember to drink water and to take a little break If you want to- oh c’mon“

Blue glared at the scene in front of him, Ink was holding Dream wrapped in a blanket, the toddler was screaming and wriggling in the blanket furiously, Ink just giggled and sometimes told him to calm down, only to be answered with a death stare from the child in return.

Ink quickly stared at Blue with a grin:

-“Uh, oh? Were you saying something Blue?”

Blue quietly glared at Ink with a tired gaze and then pointed at the bag, the bag had a text written in It saying “for patrol”, Ink silently looked at It:

-“...what?...oh-“

Ink quickly left the angry toddler at the sofa as It squirmed himself free from the blanket, hurried towards Blue and took the bag, as he was heading towards the door, Blue quickly grabbed a fistfull of his clothes, as Ink looked back at him with a confused glare:

-“Your clothes, you are still in pajamas Ink“ Blue slightly grinned

Ink paused and glared at himself, and then a look of realization made its way on his face, he thanked Blue for reminding him and hurriedly ran back to his bedroom to change.

The toddler in the sofa eventually made his way out of the blanket and slowly walked towards Blue with the blanket in hands, eventually he silently gave It to Blue and then walked away to the kitchen.

Blue stood confused and with the blanket in hands, eventually folding It and heading to Dream’s bedroom, eventually placing It on his yellow fluffy bed, Blue looked at the bed for a while, its hard to not remember the times when Dream was with them and when he wasnt a angry child, he wished Dream could open up to them just like he did in the past.

He hasnt realized that Ink was staring at him from the bedroom door, silently waiting for Blue to turn around, but eventually, Ink went in and hugged Blue from the side of his body, Blue jumped a little and looked at Ink, he just stared back with a serious expression, eventually smiling at Blue, this made Blue giggle a little as they both made their way outside Dream’s bedroom.

As they were getting down the stairs, Dream silently stared at them with a bored face, Ink playfully greets him as Dream ignores the greeting, eventually, Ink and Blue made their ways to the front door, Ink hurriedly says goodbye to both of them as he left, Blue quickly screamed behind:

-“HAVE A GOOD DAY PATROLLING, AND BE CAREFUL”

Ink looked back and waved at Blue, and then, he was gone, Blue sighed as he returned back home, he was about to sit down before hearing a strange sound in the kitchen, he blinked and sighed yet again, heading to the kitchen

Blue arrived at the kitchen only to see Dream sitting in the counter drinking a cup of water while looking bored, he paused and stared at Blue, he then looked back at his water and kept drinking It:

-“Dream, get down from there please” Blue started

-“Hmmmmmm no” replied Dream while looking at his now empty cup

Blue stared at Dream with a serious expression, as he approached the tiny guardian, Dream was busy refilling his cup:

-“Dream im serious-“

-“Nah“

Blue paused in front of Dream, the guardian stared back with a bored but relaxed look as he sipped from his now refilled cup, but quickly screamed a little when Blue suddenly grabbed him and brought him to his eye level, Blue looked at him silently before he spoke up:

-“Get off the counter, you might fall and get hurt“

Dream stayed silently and looked nervously at Blue, only to gulp and slowly wrap his hands around Blue, as Blue brought him down gently

Dream nervously looked up at Blue with cup on hands, the other stared back with a sigh and a frown, Dream quickly drank his water and gave the empty wet cup to the skeleton in front of him, only to run away right after, Blue blinks silently, and then immediatly follows him after putting the cup on the counter

As Blue got in the living room, Dream was sitting on the sofa with a bored expression, that quickly changed to a angry stare once he spotted Blue:

-“...what?“

Dream stayed silent, but after a while, spoke up:

-“...why?“

-“Why what?“

-“Why did you guys take me away from my brother?”

-“Your brother is evi-“

Dream gasped in offense, eyes wide and with a expression of disgust:

-“MY brother is the sweetest and nicest person i know! Stop saying nonsense!“

Blue paused terrified at the sudden reply, did Night brainwash him somehow? If he did, how could he fix that now? He needed to act quick:

-“But the people he is with are also evi-“

-“Stop“

Blue stared at the angry child, he felt himself getting more determined to tell Dream the truth about his “family” as Dream likes to call them, but apparently, the kid didnt want to listen, as Blue opened his mouth to say something else, Dream interrupted:

-“Do you even know what you’re talking about? I dont want to talk with someone who associates himself with the mean Ink guy who hurt my brother and who also hurt Cross, dont think i forgot the day you both took me away“

Blue stood silent, the kid had a point, but he didnt think Dream would actually hold a grudge against Ink or him, coming to think about It, the grudge with Ink should be stronger now, after all, Cross was alone with Dream when they invaded Night’s castle, It was weird, but a opportunity to get their friend back, and Dream tried to protect Cross so much, but It was all in vain as Ink injured Cross severely, he will never forget the horrified look on Dream’s face when he saw Cross hurt and almost passing out, and the expression of anger that came right after was dreadful.

Ink grabbed Dream with no problem, but then constantly tried to keep Dream from squirming and hitting them, begging to be let go, Blue just followed right after, but It seems that their relationship became even more strained when Ink began taking almost everything he said as a joke, Dream didnt even talk with them that day, and hissed angrily whenever they tried to approach him, its weird to think that this happened a month ago.

Blue didnt notice how long he has been silent and lost in thought, by the time he noticed that, he also noticed that the child was still staring at him angrily, as If he was expecting a response, but It quickly turned into an annoyed expression as Dream spoke up annoyed:

-“Ugh, nevermind, I’ll just go to my room“

Blue tried to tell Dream to wait up, but the toddler could care less to hear him, as Dream’s bedroom door closed up with a loud thud.

Blue looked up to the closed door sadly, but he knew that Dream needed some time, everytime those fights happened, It would always end with Dream getting in his room angrily, Blue cant help but feel bad whenever he heard sniffles coming from inside the room when he walked in front of It.

Blue heads to the kitchen to perhaps make something to eat for himself, that will distract him right? right.

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He forgot how long Dream usually stayed there, sometimes It would last hours upon hours, but sometimes only minutes, but no matter how long It lasted, It still hurts Blue to the core, he hated seeing Dream all sad, he could manage to deal with na angry Dream, but with a sad Dream who is not willing to talk? He just couldnt.

Blue was sitting on the sofa yet again while he was thinking about It, as he looked outside the nearby window, It was already sunset, he decided to at least see how Dream was doing since the sniffling and the muffled cries have stopped, as he got up from the sofa and walked towards the bedroom door, he paused and looked at the door sadly, carefully paying attention to the sounds, but nothing was heard from inside, with a worried feeling, Blue slowly turned the handle to the side, opening the door carefully and taking a peep inside, only to see Dream silently looking at a piece of paper with tears on his eyes, he seemed so tired, yet so sad, Blue felt a heartbreak start to become clearer on his soul, he slowly and careful got in, carefully approaching the sad child, hoping that he could at least comfort It, but as he approached further, Dream quickly looked scared at his direction while hiding the paper from Blue’s view:

-“...its ok, you dont have to show It to me“

Dream stayed silent, tears still on his eyes, he began to curl up protectively and shake, Blue looked nervously and stopped approaching, just looking at the child with an sad look, they both stayed in silence staring at each other until Blue asked softly:

-“Are you ok with me approaching you a little?“

Dream stared silently, some minutes have passed before he nodded slowly, Blue began slowly approaching the crying child, being careful to not make any moves that might scare Dream further, Dream began to slowly uncurl himself up and looked up at Blue, with his arms protecting the paper, Blue stopped and began assuring the kid:

-“Its ok, I wont take It or destroy It in any way, you can stay with It“

The tiny child seemed relieved but doubtful when Blue assured that, Blue began to once again approach the small child, then bending to his level once he got close enough, Blue stared at Dream with a soft look, Dream stared back with a blank stare, heavy breaths could be heard from the tiny kid, Blue carefully approached his hand towards Dream, the little one staring at It with a worried look, but then, as Blue’s hand touched his skull gently, Dream stopped breathing for a moment, confused as to why Blue was doing this and why was his gloves so soft, Dream didnt move at all for a moment, but then slowly rubbed his head on Blue’s hand, Blue moved along and asked the child If he was ok with It, Dream nodded gently as Blue took his hand away.

Dream blinked confused, but as Blue’s hands began drying his tears, he started speaking:

-“...I want to suggest something, but I will only do so If you are willing to hear me“

Dream stared at Blue, and then nodded curiously, Blue wont admit It, but he feels incredibly happy that Dream is starting to somewhat trust him:

-“A-alrighty, so, I suggest that we try to start listening to each other carefully-“

Dream opened his mouth with a little angry expression, but quickly backed down when Blue started to speak again:

-“It doesnt have to be a fight, It can be a calm conversation where we listen to each other and maybe even understand each other“

The little child softly stared at Blue, then looking to the side as If he was thinking about the suggestion, and then asked softly:

-“...will you be willing to listen to me?“

Blue smiled softly:

-“Of course Dream“

Dream sighed in relief, and gently approached Blue, his hand gently wrapping around the tiny guardian, Dream slowly analizes Blue, staring at his clothes and his face as Blue just let him, and before Blue knew It, he was shaking with joy, his little friend was now trusting him and looked somewhat calm, but for Blue, It was everything, Dream worriedly looked up at him when he noticed the sudden shaking and the overly happy look on the skeleton’s face:

-“Uhhhh, are you ok mister?“

-“Y-yeah“ Blue answered happily

Dream’s face approached further and started to analize the monster’s excited face, and It seemed to get even more excited the more Dream approached, but Blue couldnt handle It when a tiny hand started poking his face, Blue fell on his back and Dream squeaked in surprise, falling over to his back as well, but then getting up and rushing to Blue:

-“Um, uh, are you sure you’re ok?“

Blue stayed silent, little Dream approached further and poked his cheek various times, he was getting worried about the tall skeleton, but then noticed the big smile on Its face, Dream paused and looked at the smile, poking It at the process, Blue got spooked and looked up at the child poking him:

-“Huh? Uhhh...oh! Yeah im fine, dont worry Dreamy“

The child gave a small relieved sigh, and then smiled softly while lightly hitting Blue’s arm:

-“You scared me for a moment“

-“Heh, sorry“

Blue stared at Dream with a wide grin, as Dream suddenly turned around and laid down on his back above Blue like he was a matress, Blue squeaked with surprise and was about to ask what he was doing before noticing his eyes closed, Dream looked quite relaxed, and Blue didnt want to ruin that, so he watched as the child slowly fell asleep on his body, petting him gently as he did so, he doesnt know exactly what will happen from now on, but he is excited to see what the future holds.

[likethecities]

In “Defense” of Bo-Katan in Mandalorian S2

(or, why Bo’s refusal to accept Boba as Mandalorian in 2x08, after Din did accept it in 2x06, is internally consistent with her character and view of Mandalore, and is not only because she’s a self-serving ass*)

*(although she is both of those things)

NOTE: This is a discussion of why her view of Boba is logical for her character and where I hope/think it will go in S3 and the concept of “Mandalorian”. It is NOT an endorsement for her behavior.

This is ONLY based in current, Disney canon, not Legends. In Legends, Jango was the leader of Mandalore for several years if not decades. However! that line conflicts with TCW. So we’re using the old rule of “if it conflicts, current canon wins” and tossing it out.  If it gets recanonized, we can come back to it.

Okay first! Let’s break down the major Mandalorian characters/factions in the Mandalorian.

Din Djarin/Children of the Watch

Bo-Katan Kryze/Nite Owls

Boba and Jango Fett

What do they have in common? All three groups place a lot of practical and symbolic/ancestral value on their beskar armor. Bo and Din also place a lot of importance on the value of the Way, although with different interpretations. Lastly, Bo specifically cares about Mandalore as a place. Unsurprisingly, they all have different interpretations of what it means to be Mandalorian.

Let’s start with Din and the Children of the Watch (CotW). Here’s what we know about their definition of Mandalorian:

high cultural and symbolic value on Mandalorian armor

foundlings/non-Mandalorian children can be raised Mandalorian

very strict interpretation of the Way/Creed

non-Mandalorians cannot wear Mandalorian armor

As a final note, they don’t appear to have much actual beskar. Most of their armor, though forged in Mandalorian style, isn’t made of beskar, but other metals instead. It’s a big deal when Din rolls up with enough beskar to forge a whole suit; that kind of windfall doesn’t just happen.

So when S2 rolls around and Din runs into people wearing Mandalorian armor who don’t follow the Way as he knows it, he assumes they aren’t Mandalorian, with the following results:

Cobb (2x01): admits to not being Mandalorian when Din challenges him, offers to return armor to Din (standing in as a representative of all Mandalorians) once Din helps him. Din agrees, helps, and then leaves with the armor.

Bo-Katan/Nite Owls (2x03): claim a different interpretation of the Way, declare ownership over their armor through family heritage. Din recognizes their claim.

Boba (2x06): identifies himself as the rightful owner of the armor, refuses to claim clan ties or the Creed.  Din (eventually) recognizes his claim.

Once Din has accepted that other Mandalorians don’t have the same interpretation of the Way that he does, he’s willing to accept proof of ownership as enough.  Likely, this is because the CotW don’t have much beskar, and so they recognize prior claims much more strictly. For Din, at least, owning the beskar is enough to drop the argument about being Mandalorian or not. Now let’s move to Bo and her supporters. Here’s what we know about them:

high cultural and symbolic value on Mandalorian armor: status symbol, but not required by all members

looser interpretation of the Way

high value on clan/community membership, or connection to Mandalore as a planet

non-Mandalorians cannot (or at least shouldn’t) wear Mandalorian armor

We know from SW Rebels and TCW that Bo, her followers, and most of the Mandalore-based people that you do not have to wear armor to be Mandalorian. Sabine’s father is an artist and is never seen fighting or wearing armor, but no one questions that he’s Mandalorian. The armor and Creed alone aren’t a requirement.

How else do we know this? Because Bo spent several seasons backing Pre Viszla and the darksaber for the Mandalorian throne, but when Viszla lost the darksaber - and his head - to Maul, Bo objected. Maul wasn’t Mandalorian; he didn’t care about the place, the community, the culture, or the Way. So Bo turned to Satine, the leader that she had just deposed, as a more “Mandalorian” challenger. Satine still has her House Kryze ties and close attachment to Mandalore as a place; that was enough to make her Mandalorian and a better choice than Maul, even though she’d nearly completely broken with old Mandalorian ways.

(And, we should note, that some Mandalorians did switch their allegiance to Maul after this, because they recognized the right of the darksaber over any community or clan ties. They’re also still Mandalorian.)

So when Bo and her team meet Din, they recognize Din as Mandalorian.  He’s part of a Mandalorian offshoot sect: that’s his clan/community. They think his rules are weird and antiquated*, but they recognize them as related to the Way as they know it.

*yes, Bo is a jerk about this, because Bo is a jerk about a lot of things. She does accept it, though, which is the important part for this discussion.

Okay, now let’s turn to Boba.

Boba never explicitly claims to be Mandalorian, with Din in 2x06 or in the bar 2x08. He says that Jango was a Mandalorian foundling, but despite Din giving him multiple opportunities to claim to be Mandalorian, Boba rebuffs every single one.  He doesn’t have any clan or community ties, and he doesn’t care about the planet; he’s actively derisive about Bo’s goal to retake it. He doesn’t appear to follow any parts of the Way.  Frankly, Boba doesn’t seem to even want to be Mandalorian, he just puts up with being associated with them because of the armor.  He certainly doesn’t care who considers themselves Mandalorian or why. The only things that Boba cares about are that a) his ownership of his armor is acknowledged, and b) he’s recognized as Jango Fett’s son. That’s it.

Again, for Din, that’s enough. Boba can prove that the armor is his and he can prove that Jango obtained it properly (ie, as a Mandalorian foundling). Conflict solved, everyone move on.

For Bo and her followers, that’s not enough. The armor isn’t the sole thing that marks you as Mandalorian, and Boba (and Jango after becoming a bounty hunter, apparently for much of his adult life) has none of the clan/community ties that are part of her definition and no attachment to the planet or culture of Mandalore.  Ergo, he’s not Mandalorian, and rightfully-obtained armor or not, him wearing it is against their culture. And yes, Bo is being racist (something -ist, at least) when she calls Jango his “donor”, but she also has a point. There are millions of Jango Fett clones in the galaxy, and none of them were raised in Mandalorian culture or have any connection to Mandalore except DNA.  Rewatching the bar scene, she doesn’t seem to have any idea who Boba is until she recognizes his voice and identifies him as a clone.  Why should he or any clone deserve to wear Mandalorian armor, especially when they don’t participate in Mandalorian culture?

(the answer, obviously, is because Jango raised Boba as his son and heir and chose to pass down his armor/ship accordingly. But Bo has no reason to know this and she wouldn’t consider him Mandalorian either way, so there’s no point in Boba proving his ownership even if he cared enough about her opinion to bother.)

This also ties into the problem of the darksaber. Gideon isn’t Mandalorian, and it seems likely he obtained the sword when the Imperial Remant “glassed” the planet, so he’s not recognized as ruler of Mandalore even when he holds the darksaber. Din

is

Mandalorian, and he won it in combat. That’s an undeniable claim. He’s also worked with Bo multiple times, it’s not his fault that Gideon outplayed both of them, and he’s very, very good in a fight. Bo really wants that weapon to shore up her claim, but she also knows it’s not very honorable to attack an ally who didn’t ask for this, and she probably doesn’t want to risk the possibility that she might lose. She’s in a bind.

Similarly, Din really doesn’t want the darksaber or the responsibilities that go with it, but he can’t just hand it over because that’s against the Creed. Sabine did, but she never “won” the darksaber; she just picked it up out of Maul’s garbage cave, which was vague enough for everyone to accept her passing it up. (She was also probably 17 or 18 at the time and was considered a traitor by most Mandalorians, which probably helped). But Din is also very honorable; if he can’t find a way to pass the saber off, he’ll probably feel obligated to fulfill the requirements to the best of his abilities until he either does find someone else to take them or accepts them permanently (kinda like Grogu himself HMMMMMM).  We already know that Din is fairly good at diplomacy from 2x01, but he’s never worked with Mandalorians outside of his clan before, so he’s got a steep learning curve.

So my guess: S3 is going to be about reuniting the disparate Mandalorian groups, all of whom have different versions of what it means to be Mandalorian, and finding some common ground. They will either attempt to retake Mandalore or find somewhere else to make a homeland, or possibly make the decision to stay dispersed. If Bo stays as a major character, we might see her trying to recruit Din into her clan to influence him; if not, she might slink off and wait to see how he does.

Something that could be cool? Din putting a lot of effort into trying to connect with other Mandalorians and Bo admitting that he’s actually doing a pretty good job, even if she wanted to do it herself!  #growth for both of them.  Meanwhile Boba, who again appears to not give two shits about any of this, will probably be chilling on Tatooine, maybe throwing some info or weapons Din’s way if he thinks Din actually has a shot at something.  Or ignoring all of them and taking over the Hutt empire instead, who knows.

Either way, I hope we get more discussion of what happened to Mandalore, Mandalorian identity, and Mandalorian politics in S3.

[neurodiverse-clones]

Hmmmmmm

So, canonically speaking, we only know when Cutup and Hevy got their names, and we can guess about DB but it may or may not be correct (“Will you stop being droid bait out there!? You’re getting in my way!”)

I propose the following headcanon:

Fives got his name first. We know the clones called each other by their numbers before they got names; both “fifty-five-fifty-five” and “five-five-five-five” are tongue-twisters, frankly. I imagine one of the others (I’m thinking DB) mispronounced his number, slipped an S in there and got confused, and Fives was like “yeah!” and it stuck. I would say bonus points if they’re around five years old at the time, but if you know me well you know that I believe Domino Squad was only two when they finished their training.

Echo got his name next, and we all know why, and we all know he hated it until he didn’t. I have a fic about my interpretation of things here, and I know there are other fics where authors write their own way Echo came to accept his name. The short version is I headcanon Echo as autistic and I thought he might have echolalia, and when he looked up and learned about echolalia he decided he actually did like his name and he wanted his brothers to use it.

So technically, I think Hevy is third, but he didn’t accept his name until that scene with 99. It’s a pretty common headcanon, if not actually canon, that he got his name because he likes heavier weapons like his Z-6, and I can totally get behind that, although I can’t for my life imagine why the spelling change. But anyway, in the fight scene between Echo and Hevy, their brothers are all “Get’im, Hevy!”, so clearly they’re already calling him that. It just takes a push from 99 to tell him that it’s okay to have a name. (Anyone have any headcanons on what 99 decided Hevy’s name was before? Or did Hevy actually get his name from 99? Things to think about.)

Droidbait is next. Now, I personally believe he got his name in that scene I mentioned before, where Fives says, “Will you stop being droid bait out there?” But I like @meridiansdominoes nickname for him (‘Bait) and I love the idea that the squad was calling him that for a while. Unfortunately I have just come to the realization that I don’t think he is ever actually called by name in Clone Cadets or Rookies. Please excuse me while I cry, and if someone has proof to the contrary, I am begging for it.

Last is Cutup, because he truly does not get his name until Bric decides to beat him up. I think he and Fives are the only ones who actually choose their names, but I think Cutup’s is more powerful because Fives is like “oh number” and Cutup is like “you think I’m a screwup? Heh, not even a little bit” and then just decides his name is going to be a reminder that Bric didn’t believe in him but he really, truly is good at what he does.

[lannisterdaddyissues]

Your turn to do all the cafe asks haha

soooo sorry i'm taking so long to answer my asks!!! i have an exam today and an exam tomorrow so i've been busy as HELL lately

anyway thank you for this wonderful ask allison i love you to death <3

cinnamon latte— would you ever want to dye your hair? if you have before, what color was it and why? hmmmmmm i wanted to get pink streaks in my hair back when i was 13 bc i was a cringe fail middle schooler lmao. my mom finally agreed after 6 months of begging and when we bought a DIY kit at walgreens, it turned my whole head purple for 3 days and then washed out. i'm glad it didn't work anyway bc i'm not one for dyeing my hair or other such cosmetic ventures. my mom does redo my blonde highlights every few weeks tho!

peppermint cappuccino— what’s your favorite genre of movie, tv show, or video game and why? hmmm idrk if i have a favorite genre tbh. i love action, comedy, sci-fi, thriller, romance, drama, anything! i think my favorite movies to watch are the ones based on true stories though. that's not really a genre in and of itself but those stories are always the most incredible to me because they really happened! as for tv shows, i like to watch anything really, but mostly stuff with violence in it. for video games i like strategy-based games like fire emblem and pokemon!

warm mocha— would you rather be in a sunny field of flowers and grass, or would you rather be in an ambient cafe with rain outside? a sunny field of flowers for sure :)

caramel macchiato— do you sleep with stuffed animals? if so, do you have a favorite? i do! i only have one with me at college, my parents bought me a new stuffed cat the day i started my first semester :) she's weighted and microwaveable to help with period cramps and she's also scented with jasmine to relax the nerves! you have no idea how overjoyed i was when they gave her to me, it just felt like the perfect gift showed up right when i most needed it

vanilla chai— do you have any hobbies that your followers don’t know about? or any hobbies that you once had, but stopped doing? i post sometimes about tennis, but besides that i also play the piano and i LOVE jet skiing. the other day i went out on our jet ski with my dad and we kicked it up to over 60mph which was the best fucking thing i have ever experienced in my life

strawberry milk— what’s your way of showing someone you love them, platonically or romantically? i tease them, i buy things for them, i spend time with them, and i open myself up to them. most importantly though, i just tell them (if it's platonic at least. if it's romantic i might just die before doing that)

iced frappe— how quickly do you fall asleep? do you only go to bed when exhausted so you fall asleep quickly, or do you lay in bed with the world on your mind? eh takes me about an hour, give or take. and i definitely lay in bed with the world on my mind, that is for sure

hibiscus tea— how often do you stay up all night instead of sleeping? what was the reason you stayed up all night? never. never. never. never. i could never do that. people who pull all-nighters are monsters. they don't deserve to be classified as human. i need my sleep or i can't function properly. regularly scheduled hours are where it's at my dude

cold brew— what percent is your phone on right now? 80%! for once. i got a new phone this past weekend, my old one would have already been down at 20% by noon.

steamed espresso— do you like roller coasters and other thrill rides at amusement parks? why or why not? i LOVE roller coasters, it's all about the need for speed with me (as evidenced by my love for jet skiing)

almond milk— would you ever want to plan a road trip with friends? or would you rather visit one area and enjoy what’s there? maybe! i wouldn't mind bringing some friends of mine back to my house or going to meet their families either. aside from that, i wouldn't want to leave the city with them because i hate to waste gas and/or time.

[housamo-side-blog-2]

April Fools Part 2

HAHAHAHAHAHAH APRIL FOOLS !!!! WELL SOME OF YOU ALREADY KNOW THIS IS A TRICK BUT IT WAS SUPER TEMPTING WELL HERE IT IS PART 2.

[SUMMONERS SAFEHOUSE}

You and the summoners went to your guild which you don”t remember,this is your first time seeing it since you have amnesia,you stepped inside only to find  that its really spacious and there appears to be a creature of unknown fluffiness and curl that seems to be in the middle of cleaning.

Agyo:Hello everyone great to see you all!!! 

You were increadibly shocked to see how cute and adorable the puppy like transient is,

Harumo:*SPARKLING EYES* OMG!!!HE”s SO CUTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!.

With burst of energy and cuteness you gradually leap towards him to give a good cuddle and stuffing your face to his fluffy fur.

Agyo:AHHHHHHH!!! WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU HARUMO!!!!.

Harumo:*FACE STILL IN FUR*YOU ARE SHOOORR CUTEEEEEEE!!!

Agyo:HEY CUT THAT OUT!!, YOU KNOW HOW I HATE BEING TREATED LIKE A CHILD!!!.

Agyo seems to be embarrased about it and he”s face is starting to turn red from the ordeal,With you still cuddling Agyo,Shiro now explains the situation to Agyo about you having amnesia,and.

Agyo:WHAT!!!, YOU LOST YOU MEMORIES?!

Ryota:Yeah,we could”t believe it either,but it seems like Harumo really lost he”s memories again.

Agyo:OHh man,that really sad,.....THERE THERE Harumo.

Harumo:YOU ARE SO ADORABLE !!

Agyo:*flabbergasted* COULD YOU STOP SAYING THAT,!!! ITS REALLY EMBARASSING.

Shiro:*clears throat* ahem,could we start we start the guild meeting right now?.

Harumo: Lead the way !!

And the guild meeting is now discussing how to help you remember your lost memories and figuring out places to start in your mission to retrive your memories.

Shiro:Now as we all know, Harumo has amnesia and he does”nt remember everything that happened,And this spells trouble for us.

Kengo:Hows that a problem to us?

Shiro: I mean his Sacred Artifact, He does”nt even know how to use it much less summon it.

With a curious face you raise your hands to asks a question to Shiro.

Harumo: UHMMM !! Whats a Sacred Artifact?

Shiro: i seem to forgot to explain that part to you, Lets see, Sacred Artifacts are divine weapons that you can summon during an app battle or battle zone to be precise,And if you”re wondering whats a battle zone? its a field surrounded by a wall whenever a app battle has been activated,There in the battle zone you can use Sacred Artifacts to battle your opponent,you can injure them or even cut them,because once the battle zone ends all of the injuries that you have sustained will instantly heal but the damage you”ve experience will be stuck with you. 

Harumo:OHHHH, Okay i kinda get it......wait do i have a Sacred Artifact?

Shiro: Ahhh.Y-YES you have a sacred artifact.

Harumo: What kind of a Sacred Artifact is it? like a sword or something?

Shiro:Your Sacred Artifact is a sword and it has the power to cut anything.it can even cut space itself.

Harumo*shocked* WHOA!!! THAT HAS TO BE SO COOL !!! Can i summon it?

EVERYONE:......

Harumo: *confuse* Whats wrong guys? did i say something wrong?

Shiro:No its not that,its just, we don”t enitirely know the incantation of the summoning.

Harumo: Incantation?

Toji: In order to summon your Sacred Artifact,You must inchant the words inorder for it to be summoned.

Harumo: Like a spell or something?

Shiro:Yes,like Toji said you have to say the right words inorder for you summoned it, And well, you are the only who knows that.

Harumo: Oh i see.

As you all look down,saddend you can”t use your Sacred Artifact,Kengo stands up and punch his palm grinning, He seems to know of a plan.

Kengo: HAHAHA!! ALRIGHT!!

Ryota: Kengo?

Shiro: It appears to be Kengo has an idea.

Kengo: Yeah!! i Do !!

Ryota:Well,what is it?

Kengo: We just need to jog his memory right?..Then maybe fighting someone will help him, remember how to summon his Sacred Artifact.

Shiro: Hmmmmmm..........That idea has some truth in it.But its worth the try.

Ryota: Wait?! You mean Harumo has to fight someone?

Harumo: Did i always go through this kind trouble before?

Moritaka: You”re actually quite the magnet for trouble.

Toji: i kinda agree with Takabushi here, Thats how i learned how to summon my Sacred Artifact before.

Agyo: But don”t you think you should teach Harumo first how to fight?

Kengo: NAH!! Whenever Harumo”s fighting it kinda seem like muscle memory.

Harumo: Wait!? You”re not gonna teach me how to fight?

Kengo: Nope,Just follow you”re gut and instinct and you”ll be fine.

Harumo: Do i have a saying in this?

Shiro: Well,with that out of the way,Who should Harumo fight now?

Kengo: I KNOW JUST THE GROUP FOR THAT!

With a big ol smile Kengo seems confident he’s plan might actually work,BUT who”S the group he”s mentioning.?

Shiro: Well which group is it?

Kengo:Follow me you”ll when we get there.

With being the leader for this,the summoners all stand up to follow Kengo to the group he”s taiking about,Shiro explains to Agyo that he needs to stay to guard the safehouse incase someone wants to attack the guild.

Agyo: *AWING* Its a shame i can”T go with you all, i have to stay and guard the guild.

Harumo: *Awing* Okay then, how about one last hug for the road?

Agyo:*flabbergaster* WHA!1 ALRIGHT FINE,JUST THIS ONCE OKAY?! 

With Agyo approving to let you hug him,Ryota joins in on the fun.

Agyo: AHHHH! RYOTA WHY!

Ryota: i COULD’NT RESIST THIS MOMENT OF HUGS 

After you finish hugging  Agyo your group all waik down as they all wave to bye to Agyo.

Agyo:GOODLUCK TO YOU ALL HOPE YOU GET YOUR MEMORIES BACK!!!

Harumo: BYE AGYO!! A’LL SEE YOU LATER!!

WELP THATS GONNA BE IT FOR PART 2,I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED THE STORY SO FAR AND I HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT VERY MUCH CAUSE THIS IS MY FIRST TIME DOING FANFICTIONS,COMMENT ON WHAT YOU THINK OF THE STORY SO FAR IT CAN BE BRUTALLY HONEST I NEED TO SEE THE CRITICISM FOR THE STORY SO THAT I WILL BE ABLE TO DO BETTER IN THE NEXT PART,JUST WAIT FOR THE NEXT PART OF THE STORY CAUSE THIS IS GONNA BE A HUGE STORY I THINK BUT YOU GET THE GESTURE

[merci-bitch]

Forceful Love

Rose The Hat x Reader

Request: For sure! Somethings challenging.....hmmmmmm lemme thinkkkk. How about something angsty and let’s do Rose, I feel like Rose is a good angst character. How about A Rose x reader or OC, Rose is in love with a girl who’s good friends with Dan and she’s trying to get reader to abandon Dan and join her lots of angst maybe even some smut of you’re up for it. Is that okay?

Warning ( s ) : alcohol, abuse, sexual tension

Words: 3k

A/N: This was actually very fun to write and it was a real help. I’m still wondering if I should do a part 2 of this, I’ll you guys decide. And again, many thanks to @shart-xing !! I absolutely adore you! Thank you for being there for me ♡ And sorry if there are any mistakes in spelling, I just wanted to get this finished :)

I had known even as a child that I wasn’t some ordinary child. I could read other people’s mind and use a form of communication inside their mind. A normal child wouldn’t be able to do that, would it? I would always lay awake at night, being scared to close my eyes and sleep. I always felt as if something or rather someone was watching. I’ve only caught a glimpse of this ‘thing’ once. I think I was about the age of 5. It was a tall looking man. He was about 6’3 tall and he was wearing this weird hat. It looked old and it was ripped up. His clothes were old and pretty saggy. They looking like they hadn’t been washed in ages and the same with him. His face was always a blur. The only thing you would be able to see was his eyes. His eyes were shining with this bright blue color with a hint of white. It always scared me. I didn’t know why all of this would happen me. I kept telling myself to just be normal like the other kids. I didn’t understand why I was like this and why I was the only one. I thought I was the only one like this, that was my thought until I meet Dan.

Danny Torrance. I was about 14 when I meet him for the first time. I sat in a library, trying to calm myself down from all the mean comments I had read and heard. I kept telling myself in my mind to just be normal until I heard him talk. Not out loud but inside my head.

“Stop”

My eyes went wide. I thought it was him. I started to panic. I looked all around, making people look at me as if I was crazy. Then I heard it again.

“Relax, it’s not who you think it is. I’m Dan. I’m the boy on your left”

I looked over to my left and saw a boy waving at me. With a smile on his lips as he walked over to me. I counter control my thoughts. After all these years, I wasn’t alone. I wasn’t the only one with this ‘shine’. He sat down next to me and reached out for my hand. I shook his hand as he introduced himself.

“I’m Dan, Dan Torrance. You’re Y/N right?” My eyes got wide. How did he know my name? I’ve never met him before so how could he know my name? “Don’t worry Y/N.” “How do you know my name?” He let out a chuckle. “Lucky guess?” His eyes were so soft. No fear were in them. “So you’re also different?” I leant in and whispered to him. “I’ve always called it the shining” Hw whispered back with a smile. He handed me a box. “What’s this? Other then that it’s clearly a fancy box” Dan let out a laugh. “A friend of mine told me to create a box like that in my mind to trap all those monsters who would haunt me. I guess you’ve had trouble with someone yourself?” I nodded. “But how to I trap someone in my mind?” I placed the box down onto the table as I leant back in my chair. “I know it’s sounds difficult but trust me. It will save you so many tears and nightmares. Whenever your little ‘friend’ decides to visit, just imagine you’re opening the box in your mind and BAM! They will be locked up in your head until you decide to let them out.”

This idea he gave me was rather good. I mean it wouldn’t bother to try, would it? So that was what I did. Later that night I had the box Dan gave me on my nightstand and the next thing I knew the man was standing at the end of my bed, smiling wickedly. I gave him a smile as I spoke, “hope you enjoy yourself” He croaked his head to the side as I closed my eyes and opened the box inside my head, hearing a scream before the box closed itself. I opened my eyes and he was gone. He was no longer at the of my bed. It worked. I couldn’t believe it. Dan was right. I couldn’t wait to tell him. I owed him so much.

I woke up by my mother yelling at the end of the stairs. “Y/N! Get up! It’s time for school!” For the first time in so long, I’ve gotten a good nights sleep and it was all thanks to Dan. I got up and got dressed after I had taken a shower. I walked down the stairs, into the kitchen with a smile on my face as I greeted my parents. “Aren’t you looking happy for once?” My father laughed as he took a sip of his coffee. “Just had a good night sleep. That’s all” I sat down next to him as I started eating.

I soon left for school. At lunch I saw Dan sitting alone. I walked over to him and sat down. “Hello my hero” He let out a chuckle. “Your hero?” I nodded. “Your idea with the box? It worked. He’s really gone” He took ahold of my hand as he leant in. “Such monsters aren’t always gone. They will always come back in some way. This is just a way to slow that process down.” He smiled at me. At this moment everything seemed perfect. But that didn’t last long. Don’t they always say that when you’re finally happy something come in the way and everything goes down the drain again? Well, it certainly did.

My mother grew sick and the sooner the later she passed away. My father started drinking and started blaming it all on me. He started beating me and everything that comes with that package. All of this started 10 years ago.

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Here we are. 2019. I’m now 10 years older. And I had learned to live with my father, despite him being and alcoholic and abusive. Me and Dan were still very good friends but sadly Danny had gotten into the same problem as my father but he had it from his. But despite that, I didn’t leave his side. I still owed him so much after he practically saved my life all those years ago.

I had made a new ‘friend’ or whatever you would call it. I worked as a waitress at a small café here in town. For a short time period this woman would come in every morning and order the same thing. A grande late. I didn’t know her name exactly so I just called her ‘The Pretty Lady In The Hat’. She was rather kind towards me. Always tipping me and completing me. Looking at me with sorrow sometimes as if she knew what had happened to me. Sometimes I wondered if she was like me and Dan, if she could read my mind.

“Well, hi there Y/N!” I jumped a bit before turning around. I was meet with that very woman. Her smile shining. But how did she know my name? “It’s on your shirt, my dear” She pointed to the name tag that was on my shirt. Now I understood how she knew m- hold up. How did she know that I asked that? Did I say it out loud? “Oh no sweetie. You didn’t.” My eyes went wide. Her smile turning into a grin. “You-I, how?” She signaled me to follow her. We sat down at a table. “My sweet. You are a special one aren’t you?” I couldn’t help but feel my cheeks grow hot. “I’m no where near special miss.” I looked down at my fidgeting hands. I heard her pull her chair closer to me as she pulled my chin up with her finger. “Don’t say that. Of course you are! You’re just like me, aren’t you?” I didn’t say anything out loud.

( You mean you can hear me? )

She nodded as she gave me a smile. “But I thought me and Dan were the only ones. Hell, I thought I was alone” Her smile dropped as she took ahold of my hands. “Poor sweet thing. You are no near from being alone. You have me! And my very good friends are just like us but with different abilities. You’re definitely not the only one, however you might be the prettiest” She was cheeky which made me blush again. “You have a thing for blushing don’t you, my dear?” I let out a chuckle. “If you don’t mind me asking. What’s your name?” I looked up at her. I realized how close she actually were to my face. “My name is Rose, Rose The Hat.” She tipped down her hat. I noticed all the details that was put into her hat. I looked like an old magicians hat. “It’s a nice hat Rose” I touched the leather of her hat. “Thank you, my sweet” I looked behind Rose where a clock was hanging on the wall. “Shit! Fuck!” I got up and accidentally spilled Rose’s coffee all over her. “Oh shit! I’m so sorry!” She laughed it off as she stood up and took ahold of my shoulders. “Don’t worry, my dear. I’ll see you tomorrow morning” She leant in and kissed my cheek as she walked out the door. I was left standing by the table with red cheeks and my hand touching where she had kissed my cheek.

But the weird thing is, she didn’t come the next mornin. In fact, I never saw her again. I had told Dan about Rose and he had told me to stay away from her. I couldn’t understand why. She had been so nice to me. Dan had been in rehab and had gotten much better. Despite the fact that I didn’t just wanna forget about Rose I followed Dan’s advice. I had finally earned enough money and moved away from my father with quick pace. I moved to the city where Dan was living. I moved into a nice apartment with one bedroom, a kitchen, a bathroom and a living room. A cozy little apartment. Not too much and not too little.

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I opened the door and walked inside, closing the door behind me. As I turned around I saw a figure sitting on my couch. “Well, hi there!” My eyes went wide as I realized who it was. After I had moved here Dan had told me about everything he knew about Rose. What Abra had told him, what she saw. My once lovely and nice ‘friend’ had turned into someone I feared deeply. And how the hell did she find me? “Oh it was quite easy” Forgot that. “Could you stop?!” She was taken aback. “My, haven’t you outgrown yourself” She got up from the couch and walked closer to me. Trapping me in between the wall and herself. “Why are you here Rose” My was trembling already. “Aren’t you happy to see me?” She pouted her lips as she raised both her hands, placing them on either side of my head. Her nose was barely touching mine.

“I know who you are. What you’ve done” Her smile only turned into a grin. “Look at you. All smart and intelligent. Then tell me Y/N. What is it I do” She got even closer, until her lips ghosted over my own. “You kill people, eat children” Her face expression went blank. Her eyes went from the warm and the color blue/grey eyes to completely dark. Her left hand went to my throat. Squeezing slightly. “And why would you think that?” I let out a snort. “Don’t lie! I’ve had enough of lies! My whole life has been one big lie! Just tell me the god damn truth!” She let go of my throat as she walked back over to the couch and sat down, patting the space next to her. “Sit” I slowly walked over and sat down, keeping my distance from her.

“I’m just like you Y/N, but slightly more powerful. I know things that you don’t. I could show you so many things, if only you would let me. And shit in what others say. What matters is what you think Y/N. But what you should know is that I would never hurt you, as I told you months ago. You’re a special little one.” Her hand caressed my cheek. Despite what Dan had told me I couldn’t help but relax at her touch. “You shouldn’t believe in everything everyone says. They aren’t always right, you know? You and this ‘Dan’ are slightly different when it comes to your shine. Yours is more powerful, and if you let me help you it could be even stronger. You just have to trust me, and you do trust me?” I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know how to react to anything.

“I-I don’t know” She moved closer to me. Taking ahold of my hand as she looked at me. “You don’t want a family again?” I lifted my head and looked her in the eyes. Did she know? How could she know? Both her hands grabbed my cheeks as my eyes started to tear up. “So much terror, so much fear” She knew. She knew what I had been trying to hide for so many years. Something I was ashamed of. She pulled me into a hug. “I’m here sweetheart. Just let it out, I’m right here and I’ll never leave you” My grip around her only got tighter. She kissed my cheek as she broke apart.

“Join me and you’ll have a family again. A family that loves you for who you are and not for who the world wants you to me. You can be exactly who you want and no will ever hurt you again.” She leant her forehead against mine as she closed her eyes. “Do you trust me?” I nodded my head slowly and soon I felt my whole body go limp. “Sleep well, my dear” Was the last I heard until everything went black.

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SLAM! I sat up as my eyes slowly opened. My sight was not my living room. It looked like some RV. A tv hanging on the wall as the walls were filled with different things. “Well, hi there sleepyhead! You’ve been out for quite some time” I turned to my left as I saw Rose standing by the door, holding a cup of tea. “You want a cup of tea?” I nodded m head slowly. I felt completely drained. Like I hadn’t eaten in years. It was so hard to lift any part of my body. Rose walked over to where I was sitting, which I guess was her bed. She handed me the cup of tea as I stood up. “What did you do to me? And where exactly are we?” My words slurred. “You’re home, my dear. And what I did doesn’t matter now. Drink your tea.” I took a zip as the door opened and in walked a man. A man who reminded me so much of the man who had haunted me as a child. I dropped my cup of tea as my eyes went wide. The cup shattering on the floor as Rose took ahold of my shoulders as she shouted at the man to get out. I couldn’t move. I thought I had him locked up.

“Y/N? Sweetie?! Look at me” She grabbed my chin and pulled it towards her as she looked me int he eyes. My eyes were filled with another set of tears. “I-I, it was him” She looked confused at me. “It was who sweetheart?” My body started shaking. “The monster at the end of my bed” I though I had him locked up in the box Dan had given me. “What monster Y/N?” I looked down as tears trilled down my cheeks. “Who would haunt me” Her eyes were soon filled with raw anger. She pulled me close and rocked me back and forth. “I though it worked. I thought Dan’s box worked” She patted my head as she whispered sweet things into my ear. “What did I tell you before we got here. Don’t believe in everything people say”

After some time when I had calmed down Rose had walked out of the RV to talk to the man who had haunted me for my whole childhood. While Rose was away I took time to explore her RV. It looked so cozy, and there was even a bathtub at the other end of the RV. A little kitchen as well. I’ve a,ways liked the idea of living like this. All the posts on Pinterest. A real dream. The door opened with force as it closed the same way. I felt arms sneak around my waist. I started to tense up when I felt the person kiss behind my ear. “Relax. It’s just me sweetie” I let out a sigh in relief as I let my shoulders drop. I laid my head on her shoulder. “Rose, I wanna have a family again” She hummed in my ear as she started to sway both our bodies to the music that was playing quietly in the background.

“I wanna join you” I felt her freeze. She turned me around and looked me dead in the eye. “You sure?” I nodded my head which earned a smile from Rose. “I’m proud of you, my dear” She leant in kissed my nose, my cheek and then my lips. Her hands going around my waist, pulling me closer as the kiss grew more heated. Her kisses flowed down my neck as I felt her scratch my skin under my shirt. “Rose, you’re leaving marks” I heard her let out a laugh.

“Well of course I’m marking you. You’re mine”

[lettersinscarlet]

Skating (Colby Brock Imagine)

Hey guys! So this is super long but I just let it flow through me. I should probably be asleep now, but who cares about that anyway? But my requests are open for either Sam or Colby and I really need some Colby blurb ideas for a fic I want to write! If you have left a request, know that I have seen them and I will write them, I just don’t have tons of time this weekend but I will try and crank out as many as possible. Love you guys!

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“Hey, (Y/N)!” Colby’s voice greeted through the phone. You smiled on your end of the line.

“Hey, brother,” you replied with you most “dude-like” voice you could muster. He laughed and you chuckled. “What’s up?”

“Do you wanna go film one of the TFIL videos with Elton, Sam, Jake, and I?”

“Hmmmmmm,” you replied as you debated. “Where are you guys going?”

“Elton said he wanted to keep it a surprise. He did say that it was just an overnight thing and we were going to stay in the state this time,” he said with a laugh. You laughed, too, and you but your lip, deciding if you wanted to go.

“You’re sure I can go? I mean it’s just you guys and I don’t want to intrude or anything-“

“Don’t worry about it! You are our friend, too, so you can come. And, I already asked Elton if you could come and he said of course,” he said. You made up your mind that you would go and you huffed out a sigh.

“If you insist,” you concede and he made a happy noise.

“Yes! I knew I could sway you over.”

“Oh how I’ve fallen to the charms of the Brock boy,” you mocked and he laughed.

“Alright. I’ll come get you tomorrow so that way I can drive you home. We normally don’t leave these things until pretty early in the morning-“

“Oh I know. You told me some stories,” you reminded him. He slightly winded as he remembered some of the thinks he told you and you nodded your head on the other end. “Trust me. I know. But I’m really excited and I can’t wait!”

You guys both said your goodbyes and then you hung up and you planned your outfit and what you would bring for the next day.

Colby came at 5:30 to pick you up. You were wearing black jeans, sneakers, your favorite t-shirt and a hoodie. You weren’t sure what you were going into, but you knew that you wanted to be prepared. Your hair was in a high ponytail and you smiled at Colby when you opened the door.

“You sure are ready for something,” Colby remarks as he takes in your look.

“I just didn’t want to be stranded in a field somewhere and not have a sweatshirt to keep me warm,” you defended.

“I would’ve kept you warm,” he muttered, but you didn’t quite hear it.

“What?” you asked for clarification.

“Oh nothing. Ready to go?”

“Yep,” you say as you grab your phone and keys off the counter.

You walked down together to his car and he drove you to Elton’s house. Elton wanted all of you to ride together so everyone was supposed to meet up at his house. You guys were the last ones to pull up.

“Hey, slowpokes! If you’re this slow legally getting to a place, then how fast will you be running from the cops?” Sam jokes as you both got out of the car. You laughed as you went and hugged everyone. You all stood around and talked for awhile before Elton clapped his hands and caught everyone’s attention.

“You guys ready to go?” Elton asked the group. Everyone cheered and Elton smiled. “Alright then, load up in the car.”

“Elton?” you asked before you moved. “Where are we going?”

“You’ll find out when we get there,” he replied with a wink. You rolled your eyes and you went to the car.

You were wedged in between Jake and Sam in the back. Colby didn’t seem to happy about it, but as the ride to wherever you were going progressed, he seemed to cheer up.

Then, you pulled into the lot. Everyone piled out of the car and you turned to look at the establishment. Then you froze. It was your kryptonite: a roller skating rink.

Everyone else cheered and jumped up and down. You quickly fixed your facial expression and smiled with everyone else. Everyone got prepped for the intro and Elton set up the camera.

When the intro was wrapped up, you guys all went inside. Since it was a little bit before closing time, there were a few people in there. You guys all paid to get in and you spent a few minutes scoping it out. There wasn’t really anything to hide in, until Jake spotted the gold mine.

“Is that, a PLAYGROUND?” he half-shouted as he rushed over in the direction. Everyone followed and you laughed as the boys all went and scoped it out.

“You guys might hide in here, but I’m gonna hide in the bathroom,” you said and you turned to head in that direction.

“Did you want someone to hide with you?” Colby asked, popping his head out from inside the slide. You laughed and he smiled.

“I think, since I’m in the girls bathroom, I’ll be okay by myself,” you said with a wink. You turned and pranced off to the bathroom. You honestly had no clue where to hide, and you hoped you’d be okay. You found that there were shelves under the sink and somehow you squeezed yourself on on and shut the door. You were starting to wish that you had asked one of the guys to come with you.

Now that you were by yourself, you had time to panic. The reason that you dreaded seeing this place when you first walked out the car was because you were a terrible skater. You hadn’t been since probably middle school for a skating fundraiser or something like that. You had fallen that day and had broken your wrist because you didn’t land the right way. Since then, you hadn’t skated and now here you were, in a skating rink, with your best friends. This was going to go poorly for you.

Suddenly, you heard the restroom door open and you held your breath.

“I think I saw a girl go in here,” a voice said. You heard their footsteps and they seemed to stop in front of your cabinet. It was jerked open and you were met with a man staring back at you.

“Hi...” you said with a weak voice and the man got a grumpy look.

“Alright get out of there.”

You awkwardly climbed out of the cabinet, luckily without any assistance. You followed the guy out until he took you into a back room. None of the guys were in there. Great. You were the first one caught.

“Have a seat while we call the cops,” the man said. You looked and you thought his name tag said Jerry. He quickly closed the door and you plopped down in a chair. You knew that you were not going to hear the end of this from the guys.

You glanced around and looked at the walls and some of the things in the room. It wasn’t huge, but it wasn’t tiny either. You assumed it was some sort of office. You spun around in the chair and your hands were a bit shaky. You knew you shouldn’t have come, but you did anyway.

Your back was to the door, so when it slammed open, you jumped in your chair.

“GET ON THE GROUND!” a gruff voice ordered. You turned around and you were met with a camera and four laughing boys. You shoved Elton, who was closest to you, and you rolled your eyes.

“Were you scared?” Jake asked as he laughed at you.

“Honestly, I was just thinking that I wasn’t ready to go to jail, unlike you two,” you joked, pointing at Sam and Colby. Everyone laughed and eventually it calmed down.

“So, if you haven’t suspected yet, I rented the place out,” Elton said sheepishly. Everyone shouted and he just laughed. “So what are we doing? Let’s get skating!”

You guys left the room and Elton gestured at two guys wearing the same uniform. “These guys volunteered to come and help us tonight. Meet Jerry and Luke.”

The group greeted the guys and you all recounted you getting caught.

“If you guys are here, can I pick the music?” you asked Jerry and Luke.

“Sure, let me show you,” Luke said and he led you to the sound booth. You spent the next few minutes going over how to pick things and eventually you made your playlist.

You had found a way that you could hang out and avoid skating. Luke even showed you how to work the microphone so you could speak over the intercom.

“Alrighty guys, it’s time to play Wipeout!” you announced with your best intercom voice. You explained how to play the game and you guys played a few round of that.

“Good job! Now back to your regularly scheduled skating,” you told them. Luke gave you a high five and you both laughed.

“You did so well! If you ever wanna work here, just hit me up,” he said. You laughed with him and then you asked if you could use the ice machine. He told you that you could and you went over and made a cherry one. You were behind the counter and Jake and Elton came up.

“You boys want a suicide drink?” you asked with a mischievous grin.

“Of course we do!” Jake replied. You went and grabbed a large cup and filled it with all the ice flavors and then you went and added some soda flavors in. When you were finished, it was a brownish green color. The boys made gagging noises and you called Sam and Colby over. “Who is gonna chug this?”

The boys looked between themselves and still couldn’t come up with a solution.

“I think, since Elton tried to give me a HEART ATTACK by making it seem like I was getting arrested, I think he should chug,” you added. Jake, Sam, and Colby voiced their agreement and Elton conceded. His face scrunched up as he looked at the sludge in the cup. After everyone counted to three, Elton tipped the cup back, and drank some.

He pulled it away almost instantly started choking. The boys laughed and you chuckled along with them.

“Brother that was awful,” Elton choked out. You just grinned and shrugged.

“What can I say? I failed mixology,” you giggled.

“Alright, I’m going skating before I have to choke down another potion from (Y/N),” Elton said and went back to the rink. You leaned against the counter and watched the guys skate around.

What you didn’t notice was that Colby hadn’t left the counter and then he appeared in front of you.

“Come skate with me,” he told you. You just shook your head.

“I’m good where I am.”

“Please (Y/N).”

“I don’t have any skates on,” you tried.

“Jerry, can you get her some skates?” Colby asked. He shook his head yes and asked for your shoe size, which you reluctantly gave him. He pulled out a pair of skates and you sat down on the bench to put them on. After you laced them up, you looked at Colby. He held out his hand to you and you took it, taking some shaky steps to the rail by the rink. You stepped onto the wooden floor and instantly, your grip tightened on the railing. Colby chuckled as he watched you like a baby giraffe walking for the first time.

Eventually, you felt stable enough to stand in one place near the wall.

“Come on, roll with me!” Colby begged. He then noticed your terrified expression and he looked serious. “You can’t skate, can you?”

You shook your head no and he looked at you quizzically. Then, he smiled and held his hand out to you again. “Hold on to me and I’ll show you.”

You looked at the red haired boy and you shook your head. “I’m gonna die.”

He laughed at you and he grabbed your hand anyway. You made a whole bunch of noises as he slowly dragged you around the circle.

“Alright. Now, I’m gonna tell you how to do it by yourself. You kick your one foot out and then you do your other foot in the other direction,” he explained as he showed you how. You did it, albeit a little slow and wobbly, but you made it a few inches further than where you were. You smiled and looked up and he was smiling, too.

“Okay. Now, we are gonna skate straight ahead until we get to the rail,” he said as he pointed in front of him. You blinked a few times as you looked at how far away it was, but you took a deep breath and you made your way over, without falling. You let out a sigh as your hands made contact with the rail. You turned around excitedly but forgot you were on wheels so you grabbed the rail again. He chuckled as he cane up next to you.

“When you want to turn, just kick your foot out that’s closest to the direction you want to turn. If you want to try it, you can drag your other foot behind you, but that’s a little risky.”

You went around for some time just learning how to get it. Colby stayed with you most of the time and you wobbled a lot but you were gaining speed and you were having fun. You told Colby you needed a break and you went and sat down outside of the rink.

You smiled as you watched the boys race around.

When you had rested up, you decided to go out on the rink by yourself. You were doing good, gaining speed once again. You made it to the straight part and you went to test your speed. You got faster and faster, but the turn tripped you up. Your feet came out from under you and you fell on your butt. That hurt pretty bad but you laughed as you sat on the floor. You tried to get up, but you ended up just falling over again.

Colby saw you and he skates over to help you up.

“Why are you so good at this?” you asked as you reached your hand out for him. He pulled you up, and suddenly you realized how close you were. Your face was nearly on his chest and his one hand was holding yours and the other was almost wrapped around your back. You looked up and your eyes met his blue ones. You could hear your breathing and that’s when you looked at his lips.

He made eye contact with you one time before he checked and made sure no cameras were watching. He quickly leaned down and gave you a gentle kiss, before breaking away and skating off.

“Colby!” you whined, standing in place. Your fingers went to trace your lips and you smiled to yourself. “You know I can’t catch you!”

He stopped on the opposite side and smiled at you. “Yes you can!”

You huffed as you slowly started to skate your way to him. You made it to his side and you reached your hands so he could stop you. He got you and he pulled you close to him, just like you were earlier. You looked around and made sure no cameras were there before you locked eyes with him again.

“Kiss me, please.”

He leaned down and licked lips with yours, less gently this time. You were so lost in your moment, that you didn’t hear Sam dough from behind you. He didn’t catch your attention until he tapped you on the shoulder. You braced yourself on Colby and you turned around to see him standing there behind you.

“Okay, love birds,” he started with a grin, “we’re reading to go film our outro if you guys could go turn your skates in.”

You smiled at Sam and he gave you a thumbs up before he skated away. You leaned your head on Colby’s chest and you chuckled and you felt him do the same. You grabbed his hand and he gently pulled you guys to the edge. You both turned in your skates and thanked the volunteers before you went outside to film the outro.

When everyone got back in the car, Sam and Colby had traded seats and Colby had sat in between you and Jake. Everyone spent some time sharing their favorite parts of the night before it fell to a comfortable silence. You rested your head on Colby’s shoulder and smiled.

“You’ve got to take me there again,” you whispered in his ear.

“It’s a date,” he replied and kissed your forehead. You smiled and closed your eyes as you drifted off to sleep.

[myhockeyfics]

cherished

Player: Tom Wilson

Length: 3.8k

Requested: Yes [request can be seen at the end of the text]

Smut: Yes

Content: Oral, Vaginal

Summary: There’s something holding Tom back, and you’re nervous to talk about it, but you hope it will be worth it in the end.

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You know there’s not much that Tom wouldn’t do for you, and vice versa. So far, your relationship has been full of happiness and excitement and just plain fun. You spend as much time with him as possible, given how busy he is with hockey. You’ve even slept over a couple times this week, even if you haven’t done…… that yet. It’s not that you don’t want to, you definitely do, so badly. It’s just that every time you try to start something, Tom stops it. He doesn’t come right out and say no, but he distracts you in some way, making you forget about your original intentions.

Tom knows you’ve never had sex, and you’re wondering if that’s making him worry. Maybe he doesn’t want someone with no experience, and he just doesn’t know how to let you down easy. Maybe he’s just not attracted to you anymore. You had been so sure he was into you, he was so attentive (and still is), and so sweet (and still is). What changed? Why doesn’t he want to have sex??

One of the downsides of never having had sex is that you have honestly no idea how to approach this topic with him. Isn’t that just ironic? If you had had sex, you would know how to approach this, hopefully, but if you had, maybe this wouldn’t be happening at all. Honestly, you hope there’s some other reason. You’re already so invested in this relationship, in this man. It seems like he is too, but then he stops you once again, and that little voice in the back of your mind comes back to life.

It feels like soon you’ll have no other options, other than to talk to him. How can you, though? How do you just ask someone if they’re not actually into having sex with you? It’s not going to be easy, but you know you need answers. Tom is worth it. And if it doesn’t go your way, you’ll hopefully be able to move on, someday. Might as well get started as soon as possible.

Tonight’s the night it seems, to talk to Tom about it. This has been eating at you for a couple weeks, and you don’t think you can keep it in any longer. Tom doesn’t have a game tonight, and he’s in town for a few more days, so hopefully everything can be resolved, no matter the outcome.

What are you supposed to say? “Hey babe, everything’s great and all, but are you not interested in sex? With me?” It feels like you’re going to get hurt tonight, the pessimist in you taking over. Hopefully you won’t. It’s been a couple months, and you can honestly say you probably are in love with Tom. You haven’t said it yet, and neither has he, but you can tell that the way you feel about him is like nothing you’ve ever felt before. It really feels like Tom is the same, but you really just do not know.

There’s not much else you can do but wait. You’re supposed to be heading to Tom’s around 7 for dinner, so you have about 3 hours with nothing to do but sit and think. That can’t possibly be good for you, so you decide to go shopping, to give you something to do, and maybe find a new outfit to give you a little extra boost of confidence.

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Knocking on Tom’s door you take a deep breath. Whatever happens tonight will probably change your relationship forever, and you can only hope for the best. The door opens and Tom’s smiling face appears before you. You’re caught up in his beautiful eyes for a minute, before stepping towards him and leaning in for a kiss. Tom catches you around the waist, dragging you into the apartment, before pressing you up against the door and kissing you.

“Hey babe,” he says, pulling back with a smile. “How was your day? Do anything fun?”

“Just shopped a little, got this dress,” you say, motioning at your outfit. Tom smiles and pulls back further, taking your hand, leading you towards the kitchen.

“It’s looks great on you,”  Tom says. “I figured we could eat in front of the TV? If you want to pick a movie or something?” He hands you a plate. “Grab whatever you want, I’ll grab us drinks first. Beer, wine, water?”

“Beer? Do you still have any of that IPA from the other day?” you ask, beginning to put together a plate. It looks like Tom got all of your favorites from the Chinese place around the block, and your heart flutters a little. It’s such a little thing, but someone remembering your favorite foods without needing a reminder is sweet, and it means that he’s paying attention. This simple gesture gives you hope that things really aren’t bad, that it’s just a misunderstanding.

“Yeah, I’ll take them into the living room and turn on the TV,” he says, before turning around and heading back towards the living room. Once you finish picking over the food, you follow.

Tom is sitting on the couch, the beers on the table in front of him, fiddling with the TV. He has a cute pout on his face, and you just want to kiss it off. You put your plate down on the table and move to stand in front of Tom, blocking his view of the television.

“What’s up baby, I’m just trying to pick something to watch,” Tom says sitting back against the couch. “Nothing really seems to be standing out, do you have ideas?”

“I have an idea,” you say, before crawling into Tom’s lap. You straddle him, putting your knees on either side of his thighs. “What do you think about this?” You lean in, gently nudging his nose with yours, before pressing your lips together. As you kiss, you feel Tom’s hands come up to hold your waist, his thumbs rubbing circles on your hips through your dress.

The kiss deepens, and one of your hands cradles Tom’s jawline, and the other reaches around to play with the ends of his hair. You drop fully into his lap, and you can feel his dick under you, getting thicker, firming beneath you. Tom’s hands slide up your thighs, up, and up, and up, until he’s playing with the straps of your panties around your waist.

“Hmmmmmm, sounds nice baby,” Tom says, pulling back. He toys with the trim of your panties, sliding one hand around to palm over your ass. You lean back in, and the kiss turns steamy immediately. Everything seems to be going well, and you’ve completely forgotten your earlier worries. You grind down onto his cock, and damn, it feels good.

However, you only get a second of pleasure before Tom is picking you up and moving him off of you. He kind of awkwardly pats at your leg, before standing up.

“Well, I’m gonna go get my food so we can eat before it gets cold! Pick something to watch babe,” Tom kind of awkwardly skips walks out of the room. Well, fuck. That definitely wasn’t part of the plan. Now you know you have to talk to him.

Tom walks back into the kitchen and you put your head in your hands. You just don’t know what else to do. All you can do is talk to him, and get all your feelings out into the open. You just hope you can keep yourself from crying. You sit up and grab the remote, picking some show on Netflix at random. You pick up your plate, hoping to keep your mouth busy as long as possible.

Tom wanders back in and plops down onto the couch, nowhere near as close to you as before. The two of you watch the comedy that you picked out in silence, barely reacting to the humor. Once you finish your food, you move onto your beer, which is at least good. The movie is just about over when Tom stands up. He picks up his plate, before motioning to yours.

“Want anything else? Or are you done?” he asks, as you hand him your plate.

“I’m fine,” you respond. Tom nods and wanders back to the kitchen, where you can hear him rinsing the plates and loading the dishwasher. You begin to take some deep breaths, trying to pull yourself together.

When Tom comes back into the living room, you pat the seat next to you on the couch. Tom makes his way over and sits down, and you don’t know what to do next. So your curl up into Tom, trying to soak up as much comfort as possible from his warm body. He places his arm around your shoulders and begins rubbing his hand up and down your arm.

“What’s up baby?” Tom asks, and he sounds almost nervous. You pull away and sit up so you can look him in the eye. You take a deep breath before plunging forth.

“Do you not want to have sex? Or do you not want to have sex with me? You keep pulling away when it seems like we’re getting somewhere,” you ask, looking away.

“What? Oh, baby, no. I wanna have sex with you so badly,” he says, putting his hand on your chin, making you look at him again. “I promise sweetheart. I had no idea you didn’t know that.”

“Then what’s up? Why aren’t we having sex?” you’re almost begging him, pleading with your eyes for answers.

“Baby, you told me you’re a virgin, and I want to make sure that you get the first time you deserve. You deserve better than sex on the couch, with a movie playing the background.” Tom says, and he seems so genuine, so passionate about it, that you believe him, you really do.

“Why didn’t you just tell me? Just talk to me? I kept trying to make things happen and you would pull away, it made me feel unwanted, like I wasn’t sexy enough for you,” you say, getting louder. Tom runs a soothing hand down your arm.

“I don’t know, I wanted to talk to you, I just didn’t know how to, I haven’t slept with a virgin in a while, I just wanted to be careful with you,” he says. “ I don’t want you to ever think  that you aren’t the most beautiful, sexy person I have ever seen, and I am so beyond into you, it’s not even funny. Baby, I love you.”

“Tom, sweetheart, I love you too,” you say, and you know in your heart it’s true. “But I don’t need the most perfect first time ever, just being with someone I love with make it everything it needs to be, okay?”

“Oh, baby, if that’s what you want, of course I’ll give it to you,” Tom says, pulling you into his lap, mirroring the position you were in earlier. “But if we’re gonna do this, we’re gonna do it my way, okay? Soft, and slow, and sweet.” He punctuates each word with a kiss to your lips, lingering after the last word, deepening the kiss.

“Sounds like a plan to me,” you say, pulling back. You drop a little kiss on his nose and stand up, holding your hand our for him. “Let’s go to your bedroom.” Tom smiles and laughs, standing up.

“Alright baby let’s do this.”

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Tom and you walk hand and hand up the stairs and through the hallway to his bedroom. Once you reach the door, Tom stops you with a hand on your waist.

“Are you really sure baby? We don’t have to,” Tom says, and it makes you smile. Now you know his hesitance isn’t born out of a lack of attraction to you, but rather how much he cares about you.

“I’m sure Tom. I want to do this, and I want to do it with you,” you say, leaning in to place your head on his chest. The two of you stand there for a moment, just enjoying each other’s closeness. You pull back, grasping for his hand, leading him into the bedroom.

“Stand right here baby, kay?” Tom asks, positioning you in front of the bed. “Let me treat you right.” He walks away, heading towards his dresser. He grabs a lighter from the top drawer, using it to light the candles he has on the nightstands on either side of the bed. You turn to watch him walking around the room, preparing it. Tom turns on the lamps, and turns off the overhead lights, casting dim light and shadows around the room. It creates this warm ambiance that you just want to bask in.

“Honey, I’m going to treat you the way you deserve to be treated, I’m gonna worship you tonight,” he says, taking off his shirt as he approaches you again. He kisses you, reverently. You already feel so treasured. You run your hands over his bare chest, savoring the feeling of his skin underneath your fingertips.

Tom pulls back, and turns you around. He begins kissing your neck while he lowers the zipper on your dress, kissing each inch of new skin revealed. Gently, he slides the dress down your shoulders, ,until the top of your body is bared to him, covered only by the bra you’re wearing. Tom unclasps your bra, sliding the straps down your arms until your bra falls to the ground. He kisses your back, before resting his chin on your shoulder. He brings his hands up to your tits, gently fitting them into his hands.

Tom plays with your breasts for what feels like hours, even if it’s probably only a few minutes. He rolls your nipples between his fingers, pinching lightly, sending sparks down your spine. Your nipples are hard and stiff, and you bring your hands up to cup his, until he lets you take over, and you begin pulling at your nipples in just the way you like.  You’ve spent a lot of time on your own, playing with your breasts, and somehow it seems like Tom has figured out exactly how you like it.

He spins you around, before latching on your neck, sucking gently. Tom runs his hands up and down your bare back as he suckles. He pushes your dress the rest of the way down your body, leaving you in only your panties before him. Pulling back, Tom looks you up and down, and the look in his eyes make you shiver. It’s a mix of clear lust, but also deep affection. You feel mushy and warm, full of love for the man before you.

“Tom, baby, please,” you say, begging for him to do something, anything.

“Okay, baby, okay,” he says, smiling at you. “Lay down sweetheart.” You follow his request, laying down on top of the bed, luxuriating in the feeling of his soft sheets against your body. Tom crawls on top of you, kissing you softly. “I wanna eat you, okay? Do you want that baby?”

You whimper and nod, and Tom crawls back down your body until he can reach your panties. You lift your hips up so he can pull them down your legs, and he throws them over the side of bed. Settling between your legs, he leans in to press a kiss on your stomach, gently nipping. He laves his tongue over the bite, and repeats the process multiple times. Each mark feels better than the last.

“Okay, sweetheart, just tell me if you want me to stop,” Tom says, before leaning in and licking a gentle stripe up your slit.

“Oh my god!”

Tom chuckles, and buries his head in your pussy. He starts with firm, strong licks, covering you from your entrance to your clit and back. You can feel yourself getting wetter, and Tom moans as he tastes you.

“Taste so sweet baby, taste so good,” Tom says, kissing your inner thigh. He begins suckling on your clit, and you never knew you could feel this good. Your body feels like it’s on fire, warm all over. Tom returns to your entrance, stiffening his tongue in order to lightly enter your body. He hums and it sends shiver down your spine, and you swear you can feel the humming throughout your entire body.

Finally, Tom begins to use his fingers, tracing up and down your folds. He gently pushes on inside of you, and you moan at the stretch. It’s the first time you’ve had something other than your own fingers or toys inside of you, and it feels unbelievably good. You feel so close to Tom, so in love. Tom sucks on your clit again, adding a second finger, and pumping them in and out. It feels so good, and you can’t wait until Tom gets his cock in you, stretching you open.

The thought of Tom’s cock gets you so, so close to the edge. You’re panting and moving around on the bed underneath Tom’s mouth and hands. You begin whimpering, and Tom doubles his efforts, quickly alternating between firms licks and gently suckling, all while fingering you. He finally curves his fingers just right and begins running his fingers over the spot inside of you that makes your vision dance with spots.

Tom sucks at your clit one last time, and your climax rushes over you. He laps at you gently while you come down from your high, sweetly. Eventually he pulls back and sits up a little.

“Oh, sweetheart, you’re so beautiful, thank you so much for that,” he says, running a hand over your stomach gently. He’s being so gentle, so soft with you. It may not be something you always want, but for your first time it is absolutely perfect. You feel like no one else exists on Earth except for the two of you.

“Tom please, please get in me, I want you so badly,” you say, You want to feel as close to him as possible, you want him inside of you. You want to become one.

“Alright baby,” he says. “Let me just grab a condom.” He sits up further, reaching over towards his bedside table. He pulls out the foil packet he’s looking for and hands it to you. “Do you want to put it on for me?” He stands up to take off his pants and boxers, and you follow him to the foot of the bed.

“Okay, just make sure I do it right,” you say, suddenly nervous. You open the packet carefully, pulling out the condom. You pinch the tip and place it on the head of his very hard dick, rolling it down carefully. Tom gasps, and you begin to stroke him steadily, paying extra attention to the head.

“Baby, if you want me in you, you’re gonna have to stop that, alright?” he says, laughing. He scoots you backwards until you’re laying down again, with him hovering over you. You spread your legs and he nudges his way between them, making a home for himself there. “Are you ready?”

You nod, and hum, and he takes it for the answer that it is. He holds onto his dick, lining it up with your entrance, before gently pushing it. It’s like nothing you’ve ever felt before. Sure, you’ve had dildos and vibrators, but nothing compares to this. As he press in further, he cups your face with one hand, and leans it. The kiss is soft and sweet, in contrast to the other place where your bodies are connected.

Once Tom is fully seated inside of your pussy, he pulls back so he can look in your eyes. Whatever he sees there must reassure him, as he begins to gently move, while skimming his hands over your body. His eyes are full of love, and you’ve never felt so cherished before. He begins to move in longer, firmer strokes, and it feels amazing. You feel full, and he’s somehow already hitting that spot inside of you. You’re already getting close, and you can feel your orgasm building in your stomach.

“Tom, oh, oh my god, I’m so close, I’m so close babe,” you pant, and Tom brings a hand down to your clit in response. He begins rubbing at it firmly and you know it’s not going to take much more.

“Sweetheart, this has been wonderful, you’re perfect, darling, come for me, come for me baby,” he says, pushing you over the edge. This orgasm lasts even longer than your first, as you clench around his cock buried deep inside of you. Tom sticks his thumb, covered in your slick, in his mouth and moans. “Oh baby, you taste so good.”

Tom only thrusts a few more times before he’s tensing up and bracing himself over you. You can feel his dick throbbing slightly inside of you, and it almost makes you want to go again. Really though, all you want is to curl up with your boyfriend, and bask in the afterglow. Before long, Tom begins to pull out, carefully holding onto the condom. He gets up to dispose of it, before disappearing into the bathroom.

He comes back out holding a damp washcloth, and you watch as he gently wipes you down. He kisses all over your body as he goes, softly worshipping you. He stands again after he finishes, and disappears back into the bathroom. You hear him turning on the bath and opening and closing cabinets, before he appears at the door. He leans against the frame, beautiful and naked.

“Wanna join me in the tub?” he asks, smirking a little. “It can help a little if you think you might be sore, but I think you’ll enjoy it either way.” You stand, a little wobbly and make your way towards him. When you reach him he pulls you in, gently pressing and kiss to your forehead. “How was it sweetheart? Was it good? Was it special?”

“Of course it was Tom, because it was with you.”

“Darling, I really do love you so much,” he says, pulling you into the bathroom. He climbs into the tub first, before motioning for you to follow him. The warm water feels amazing, and so does the warm body at your back. Tom clearly added something to bath, making it slightly bubbly and silky feeling. He’s treated you so well tonight, and you’re so thankful that he wanted to make your first time something special. It makes you feel special, and you know you’ll never forget this day.

“Thanks, baby, for this,” you say, nuzzling back into him. The warm water and the feeling of Tom stroking over your body rhythmically lulls you into a halfsleep, somewhere between awake and dreaming. You doze happily, knowing that Tom will be there for you when you wake up.

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request: Could I please request something smutty with Tom Wilson? Maybe your first time and he wants to be extra soft? Thanks and love your blog and writing 🤗

a/n: hope you enjoyed! i am currently working on other requests, which can be seen here!

[superman86to99]

Superman #81 (September 1993)

REIGN OF THE SUPERMEN! The secret origin of the Cyborg Superman! We find out that the genocidal robot guy posing as the dearly departed Supes is actually someone we've seen before -- a seemingly minor threat from the past, supposedly lost in the vastness of space. That's right, the Cyborg is in reality... freaking Psi-Phon and Dreadnaught.

No, not really. The Cyborg is none other than astronaut Hank Henshaw, the Reed Richards analogue from that "Fantastic Four, but they all die horribly" story in Adventures #466.

Two months after that, in Adventures #468, we found out that Hank's mind had survived by jumping into a LexCorp computer after his irradiated body fell apart. Hank builds himself a dorky new robot body, but unfortunately, his wife couldn't handle seeing him in that state and went catatonic... and died, too, apparently? Or at least Hank and his minions seem to think so. At this point, Hank decided to jump into Superman’s Kryptonian baby rocket and leave the Earth because his powers were messing with our satellites, and also to avoid being sued by the creators of Johnny-5.

Anyway, Hank traveled the universe for a while until he bumped into the little backwater planet currently ruled by Mongul, former leader of Warworld (last seen running away all the way back in Adventures #455). Hank basically zapped Mongul until the big yellow oaf agreed to become his lackey on his quest to get revenge on Superman for supposedly failing to save his fantastic friends. Upon finding out Superman was dead, however, Hank came up with another plan: using the DNA from the Kryptonian baby rocket to make himself a new body that looks like Superman and nuking the Earth's cities to ruin his good name.

Meanwhile, in Metropolis, the mysterious long-haired Superman in the black suit is having trouble convincing Lois, Lex Luthor Jr., Steel and Superboy that he's the real deal. For starters, he doesn't even have any powers. Lois looks more convinced after she and man in black share a (pretty familiar looking) kiss, but he can't use that same tactic on all the others. Eventually, he gets tired of all the arguing, grabs some flying boots from one of Lex's armored bodyguards, and says he's just gonna go stop the Cyborg and the others can join him if they want to. Superboy and Steel are like, "ugh, FINE, we'll go too." CONTINUED!

Character-Watch:

I’d be really interested in seeing a story about how, exactly, Hank started hating Superman. He still seemed pretty sane at the end of his last appearance, and left willingly to avoid interfering with the Earth’s communication systems. I guess the vastness of space drove him mad, but I’d still like to see his evolution from Sadder Reed Richards to Crazier Doctor Doom. My personal theory is that being inside LexCorp’s computers had something to do with it. Maybe some remnants from Brainiac’s mind (remember he also lived inside LexCorp at one point) combined with seeing Luthor’s secret porn stash drove Hank insane.

Also, we never actually saw his wife’s death (how did Hank find out about it, anyway?) and every comic book reader knows that if it didn’t happen on panel, it didn’t happen. So, I think another interesting Cyborg story would be Hank finding out she’s still alive, but her death is such a central part of his delusion that he refuses to believe it and maybe ends up killing her. (Call me, DC! I have a really good artist friend.)

Plotline-Watch:

Hank’s story is being told by two of his alien minions, a guy who looks like a lion crossed with an Ewok and a guy whose gonads are apparently hanging from his face, all 12 of them. Spin-off series, please.

There’s a brief update on the Eradicator’s state: he’s “healing well” at the Fortress of Solitude, but the Fortress robots are worried that he’ll be sad he missed Kal-El’s return in Metropolis.

The man in black references various moments from the Lois/Clark relationship to try to convince her that he’s telling the truth, like when they got engaged, when he came out as Superman, that time they had their little mountain talk, and, uh... something else. Don Sparrow wonders: “That rainy night in July when we first WHAT Clark? It wasn’t raining the night they first kissed. Hmmmmmm.” It was raining... Jose Delgado’s tears. (Also, funny that it was the “Fantastic Four” issue.)

Lois’ reluctance to believe that the man in black is Superman is understandable given that, as she points out, she’s gone through this four times already. The first thing that gets her to listen to him is when he says “To Kill a Mockingbird” -- which, as we learned in Superman #67, was Clark’s favorite movie. And then there’s the kiss, which is a hairier remake of the kiss they shared before he died in Superman #75.

How come Supergirl doesn’t join the Team Superman on their mission to stop the Cyborg? Because Lex Jr. didn’t give her permission, while calling her “my pet”. I’m starting to think their relationship isn’t that healthy.

Dan Jurgens is clearly a fan of Dave Gibbons’ take on Mongul in Alan Moore’s For the Man Who Has Everything...

...but the art department is Don Sparrow’s turf, so I’ll let just him talk about that and other stuff I missed in his section, after the jump! 

Art-Watch (by @donsparrow​):

I love this issue.  Starting with the cover, which lets us know in no uncertain terms that they’re no longer playing around—big things are happening.  Besides being a great drawing, I love the relative silence of the image, and how it plays.  When you see it, you just have to open it to find out what’s really going on, and whether the man himself might really be back.  It’s such a good cover, that I can forgive it for the sleight of hand with the Tarzan hair, which for some reason they have been hiding in recent issues. [Max: I still think they had no idea he’d have long hair when they made these covers.]

Inside we’re greeted with another great splash (honestly, we’re in the peak era of the Jurgens and Breeding team here, as the next few issues of Superman are every bit as good as the Death storyline, visually, so it was hard for me not to scan every darn page!) and I love the different facial expressions here, with Lex and Lois having expressions of disbelief (though that disbelief is clearly motivated differently between the characters) to the determination and spunk of the Metropolis Kid to the cool authoritative detachment of the Man of Steel at the back.

More great body language on the next two page splash, as—to me-- Jurgens and Breeding convey, just with a pose, that the real Kal-El has returned.  Though we’ll learn he’s mostly depowered (thanks to the Eradicator using Kal-El’s regeneration matrix as his own energy piggy-bank) he still holds himself with the confidence and invulnerability we expect from Superman.  Am I reading too much into a single panel?  Almost certainly.  But man, this looks great. 

There’s also some great character work from Lois throughout, and they draw her conflicted facial expressions really well, as she just can’t allow herself to hope that this really is what it appears to be—the love of her life, returned to her.  I’m sure the Eradicator wearing his face for all these months can’t have helped either.  

As we cut back to Engine City, we get another view of how amazingly this art team draws tech, followed immediately by possibly the most painful thing the Cyborg does in these pages—full force heat vision to Mongul’s junk.  Ouch. Ok, maybe that’s not as bad as blowing up a whole city, or annihilating a handful of survivors, but still. [Max: He annihilated millions of Mongul’s future children.]

The flashback to the Cyborg Superman’s origins is cleverly delivered, thanks to the alien mercenary’s “pocket ‘puter”.  The image of Henshaw reassembling himself (apparently into Johnny 5) is particularly well drawn, and deeply unnerving.  There’s also a great image of the bored dissatisfied Mongul on the throne. I wonder if the alien he’s telling the story to minds his conquered planet being referred to as “simple” though.

As with the Engine City pages, Jurgens and Breeding excel at drawing technology, so the freaky dragon creature Henshaw into which converts Mongul’s ship is a great piece of art.  The full page splash with Cyborg Superman in his current form is one of the better images of the character as well.  

The heart of this issue, though, is the slow change in Lois, who has held on for so long without Clark by being tough.  As Superman speaks to her about their life together, she is finally able to melt.  As with earlier in the book, the emotions on her face are so well done in this transition.

I love the callback of their kiss, and how it mirrors the tender moment from Superman #75.  And, in a storytelling device that they’d use again on shows like Smallville, it is the familiarity of his kiss that convinces her that it really is her fiancé.   Goosebumps, man!  This is beautiful, romantic stuff.  And in true Superman fashion, he just can’t stand around and celebrate the reunion—there’s a job to do, and it falls to him to do it.  More goosebumps. STRAY OBSERVATIONS

A recurring thing in these pages is the artists playing fast and loose with just how tall Steel is.  Sure, he’s got the platform jet boots, but at times he is depicted as gigantic as his silver-screen counterpart, and other times he seems roughly as tall as anyone else.  This issue veers into the gigantic.

I’m glad he’s back in any form, but it is a bit tough to see Superman wincing at being squeezed on the shoulder by Steel.

Yeesh, we get it, Henshaw’s team were supposed to be analogues for the Fantastic Four, you can stop using the word “fantastic” to remind us.  The other hints at it were plenty.

Funny that even that long ago, a handheld computer was the stuff of science fiction, while today, you might be reading this on a “pocket computer” smaller and more powerful than the one the alien holds. [Max: And whilst sitting on the toilet.]

While it’s not the focus of the panel, when the Cyborg “forms the shape of a man” he sure looks a heck of a lot like the Ed Hannigan design of Brainiac from the 80s. 

I love that Jurgens, knowing he’s picked up a lot of new readers with this storyline, makes it ULTRA easy to follow, even having the narrating alien say, “still not understand?” before recapping the recap from the previous pages.  

I dig the slow burn on Lex Luthor II, and that his villainous nature is creeping out more and more.  When he calls Supergirl his “pet”, it doesn’t sound affectionate, but literal here. [Max: Hey, when did Superboy get that Soder Cola? Does a soda vendor follow him around, like Homer Simpson and the hot dogs guy?]

I will never tire of Superboy’s “cool” 1990s speak.  Rather than read it as a middle aged writer trying to use hip lingo, it could be read as Superboy being “raised” by pop culture.   Because he was rapidly aged, maybe his entire knowledge of the world was programmed by others, who were guessing at how a young person speaks?  So he’s not trying to be cool—it’s literally all he knows. But what I still don’t understand is where Robin came from! 

Reading this issue for the first time, I still (mistakenly) worried that the man in black wasn’t the real Superman.   This was both because the Eradicator, in his healing bath, has Superman hair (even though we saw his hair get blown off last issue) and because I misunderstood the Kryptonian robot’s line of dialogue about ‘the master wanting to be there when Kal-El arose’.   Though this is actually a confirmation that Kal-El has indeed arisen, I thought it meant that the guy in the bath was the real Kal-El.  Plus, Steel has been the character the most “right” and in-tune with the spirit of Superman, and throughout this issue, he’s very dubious of the man in black being the real Superman, even saying how it seems to wrong.  Which I read as a hint that maybe there was another twist coming.

[taeguboi]

BTS HC: Jikook

...announcing they're in a relationship

"Could i please have either a bts reaction for jikook announcing that thyre a couple or a headcanon thing with the bullet points like you have for some other ships? 😊"

I think this one might be a bit longer than the other ships hahaha so I might try in future for some more in depth ones. Could be a good feature on the blog idk.

I continue to thank my new followers despite my shitty post rate 😂❤ ❤ ❤ I’m doing my best to do requests throughout the day and everything is queued for today [Sat 8 Sept]

I should also note that everything I write is purely fictional and there are mentions of unwanted attention and personal issues further down in the headcanon so I’m sorry if this story line doesn’t become what you wanted / expected at a certain point

for years, fans have shipped members

there's vmin, 2seok, kookie monster...

but there was one ship

they were right about all along

that's right

JIKOOK

the other boys didn't know

not even the management knew

you get it, no one knew but them

and it gets to this one year mark

and they're like

"are we leaving this a bit long now to speak up?"

because they've had such a good year

despite having to hide the feelings

they've had their little hotel room dates

gone sightseeing and purposely paired up

short and sweet backstage kisses

tae caught them just once

but they brushed it off

"yeah it's a new ritual for good luck"

so of course tae plants one on each of them

then he walks away

and jikook just giggle to themselves

and from that day, they look back

and consider telling tae first

since although he brushed it off as nothing

he has to be at least a little suspicious, right?

"WHAAAAA???"

okay wrong

but he's pleased for them

they were going to tell the others shortly after

but they're enjoying to secrecy of it all

it's fun to sneak around

until big man joon spots something

he's walking quietly down the hotel corridor

doesn't wanna wake anyone up

but he must be walking to quietly

"that's cute" he thinks

as he spots a distant couple making out outside one of the rooms

but then he gets closer

and closer

"holy fuck, guys! what are you doing??!"

and they're like

"what are you doing??"

but joon comes around

he's happy if they're happy

but he doesn't know that tae knows

and vice versa

and this charade continues

that nothing is going on

even though half the band know now

so Joon is trying his best

getting them paired up

for most things

but Tae is also sneaking in

"yo guys I got you tickets for that film"

"I'm taking the others out for a drink or two"

*wink*

and he whisks away into the night

"Yeah they aren't feeling up to it. They're tired"

and now Sugs is having none of it

so he feigns tiredness too

"I'm off back "

...to sneak into their hotel room

what are they up to?

*knock knock*

no answer

Hmmmmmm

so he gives up

just as jikook are making their way back from their cinema date

"I thought you guys were tired..."

"...and why are you so formally dressed?"

Jimin sighs

there's no excuse for this one

"They're suit pyjamas!" panics kook

*disapproving look from sugs*

"Fine... we wanted to go out" admits Jimin

"But we already offered to go out" challenges sugs

"No no, we mean like... we wanted to go out... just the two of us"

Jimin snakes an arm around kooks waist

"Ah, I see"

so now suga, rm and v know

but still none of them know the others know

that leaves 2seok to find out

"Jin! Let's visit Kookie and Chim!"

*knock knock knock*

"Uh... who is it?"

"Hobi and Jinnieeee! Let us in!"

"Uh... just a sec"

Huh?

everyone always gets let in straight away

"What's the hold up???"

"Uh... Jungkook's naked"

and 2seok just cling on to each other for dear life

Jikook don't know if that means they were exposed that night

but now the entire band are treading on egg shells

2seok don't knock on their door anymore

Tae is still helping them have dates

Oh and btw Jin saw that bite on Jimin’s shoulder

that one day he had a really baggy sweater on

so rip jimin

“What’s that?”

“What’s what?”....

*awkward pause for Chim to realize*

*pulls jumper over shoulder*

“Oh”

* cue slight lecture from Jin*

“Do you know what this could mean?”

etc

But Jimin talks him round 

with a few simple words

“But I love him”

So Jin is like

“Ah fair enough”

The public have to wait 

a looooong time

Jikook debate and consider coming out

especially with all the Holland shiz

“yeah but everyone seems to be accepting him”

“no kook, we can’t risk it yet”

“why?”

“fans will think we aren’t focusing on our careers”

“hmm true”

so they continue to stay silent

for 5 years

yes, 5 whole years

then one day

unfortunately a scandal is what exposes them

there’s speculation

rumours

all from this one picture 

a recent sasaeng fan* took

idk let’s just say they were fed up of not being noticed

and then they see upon the balcony of a hotel

jikook just talking

that’s pretty normal

but this fan just so happened to capture that moment of them kissing

and posts it all over their social media

of course that gets through to bigger news channels

they look the discussion up online

and whilst there’s mostly positivity at the idea of jikook

there’s this one forum

that halts them completely

until they find out somehow that it is multiple accounts made by the same ‘fan’ that took the pic

so maybe there would be no problem with this 

so rather than continue to have other sources of media giving them a voice

they have their own and make a public statement

it’s scary

it’s tense

but they get through it

and bts are even bigger now

they completely pull it off

and more and more idols have already come out or debuted making sure any following fully well knows of their sexuality

but the jikook announcement changes everything

and it’s not only thanks to that

but it’s thanks to everything the whole band have done so far

idols are coming out about mental health problems

they’re opening up about the harsh realities of becoming and idol

the world of south korean music changes

and everyone is digging the jikook

fan fiction rises through the roof lmao

and some people still write about separate jimin and kook pairings

but it’s hard to unsee the jikook hahaha

the world had been cleansed

everyone feels radiant

all is great

and jikook lived happily ever after

*sasaeng fan is over-obsessive about an idol so much so that they invade that idol’s privacy for the sake of getting their attention

I hope this hc was okay guys... unfortunately requests are still closed for now because of how full my inbox has been for like the past year so I’m catching up with that. But my goal is to clear the inbox and complete your requests one by one!

[placetobenation]

Whither the WWE Draft. A double-edged sword it has always been for the WWE, especially this year.

On one hand, it’s an awesome way to generate a two-night event on both RAW and SmackDown and an even better way to reset the roster. After all, we can all agree that RAW could use a breath of fresh air after the past month or two of SmackDown kicking its ass week after week.

Yet, on the other hand, this year’s draft comes in the midst of the build-up to the Hell in a Cell PPV in two weeks. Moving superstars around before the PPV might signal a way for feuds to end or for storylines to just disappear. It looks like that even though draft choices are announced, they don’t go into full effect until after the PPV. So there, it’s good news and bad news in some cases. We’ll break down night one below in our SmackDown recap. Still, we’ll get more over social media over the weekend and then on night two on Monday Night RAW.

Overall, for night one, here’s how it went down as The Draft takes our Star of the Week spot this week.

Round 1:

Round 1 of the 2020 #WWEDraft is in the books!

#SmackDown pic.twitter.com/AzFPo5TAoS

— WWE (@WWE) October 10, 2020

Round 2:

Some BIG MOVES just went down in Round 2 of the 2020 #WWEDraft!

#SmackDown pic.twitter.com/HMfdmRhYvH

— WWE (@WWE) October 10, 2020

Round 3:

Round 3⃣ of the 2020 #WWEDraft

#SmackDown pic.twitter.com/aeBMwrUekX

— WWE (@WWE) October 10, 2020

Round 4:

Round 4 of the #WWEDraft is a SHOCKER.

#SmackDown pic.twitter.com/ARVkJ5n1oH

— WWE (@WWE) October 10, 2020

RAW

RESULTS

Asuka, Mandy Rose & Dana Brooke defeated Natalya, Lana & Zelina Vega

Seth Rollins & Murphy defeated Dominik Mysterio & Humberto Carrillo

Exhibition Match: Braun Strowman vs. Keith Lee ended in double count-out

24/7 Championship: Drew Gulak defeated R-Truth / R-Truth defeated Drew Gulak

Bobby Lashley & Shelton Benjamin defeated Ricochet & Apollo Crews

WWE Tag Team Championship Match: Shayna Baszler & Nia Jax defeated The Riott Squad

Randy Orton, Dolph Ziggler defeated Drew McIntyre & The Street Profits

Overall:

Is that a smile on @RandyOrton's face? You better believe it, because #TheViper just PINNED #WWEChampion @DMcIntyreWWE! #WWERaw pic.twitter.com/CgBOnN0t6a

— WWE (@WWE) October 6, 2020

There were some bright spots, but for what seems like every Monday night for a month, RAW is disjointed and not clicking on all cylinders like its NXT and SmackDown counterparts. The main event was very good, as it should be with the talent in it. But, most did not. The two women’s tag team matches did little to impress. A good idea with Lee vs. Strowman was poorly executed. And, do we really need more 24/7 title changes between the same three guys? At least, Mustafa Ali got a spotlight!

Finally:

Disciple no more?! The budding tension between @WWE_Murphy and @WWERollins has finally come to a head! #WWERaw pic.twitter.com/Akv8ozTayY

— WWE (@WWE) October 6, 2020

Disciple, I am not – Thankfully, we’ve finally gotten to the stage of the Seth Rollins and Murphy relationship where Murphy has decided to not take The Monday Night Messiah’s message any longer. Now, with Aalyah Mysterio by his side, he’s ready to take Rollins down. Got to wonder who Seth will get now to replace him. After all, the Messiah needs his minions. BTW: What is the WWE’s fascination with kendo sticks?

Interesting:

Some dreams die so others can live. pic.twitter.com/lxlpms4vX7

— Mustafa Ali / Adeel Alam (@AliWWE) October 6, 2020

Ali, the leader – RETRIBUTION has a leader now and his name is Mustafa Ali. A curious decision by WWE to have Ali, who’s been blowing in the wind the past few months with no real direction, but this one puts him squarely out front of one of their bigger angles. We know he has the skills in the ring, does he have them on the mic as the leader? I’m interested enough to find out and that’s a good thing considering RETRIBUTION was a laughing stock just two weeks ago.

Huh:

Rematch, please.#WWERaw @RealKeithLee @BraunStrowman pic.twitter.com/NwaCpr6eS8

— WWE (@WWE) October 6, 2020

Lee vs. Strowman – An exhibition match? WTF is that?! What a waste of our time. Especially with the draft starting this Friday on SmackDown, it makes no sense to do things like this and worse yet, end them in double count-outs. This only solidifies that Lee or Strowman are moving to move this feud along. Now, having said all that, the spot off the ramp was pretty cool.

NXT

RESULTS

Tommaso Ciampa defeated KUSHIDA by DQ

Drake Maverick & Killian Dain defeated Ever-Rise

Austin Theory defeated Leon Ruff

Dexter Lumis defeated Austin Theory

Ridge Holland defeated Danny Burch

Shotzi Blackheart defeated Xia Li

Ember Moon & Rhea Ripley defeated Dakota Kai & Raquel Gonzalez

LOVED IT:

Capitol Wrestling Center – Triple H was right, this is a game changer! Getting NXT out of Full Sail and into the revamped Performance Center complete with a combination of live fans and the Thunderdome experience is an absolutely home run. Looks amazing. Sounds real, loud and LIVE. Well done!

Three’s a crowd:

RAGE. #WWENXT @NXTCiampa @KUSHIDA_0904 pic.twitter.com/8EA5ivz8UV

— WWE (@WWE) October 8, 2020

KUSHIDA vs. Ciampa – Loved the opening match between KUSHIDA and Tommaso Ciampa! That is up until the point where The Velveteen Dream needlessly interfered. I get it, their feuding, but let’s not bow down to the lowest common denominator. Have him attach AFTER the match. DQ finishes are lazy, especially in this day and age. The new attitude of KUSHIDA is really awesome to watch and I’m looking forward to a rematch between these two or if they want a triple threat with a clean finish. Even the new look works for KUSHIDA with the jeans. Gives him an EDGE.

Ready to Fight:

NOW HOLD ON A MINUTE!@RealKingRegal has made the following tag team match official for TONIGHT on #WWENXT: @RheaRipley_WWE & @WWEEmberMoon vs. @DakotaKai_WWE & @RaquelWWE TONIGHT! pic.twitter.com/1ZK2OJYWHc

— WWE (@WWE) October 8, 2020

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E To say we "missed" this move is an UNDERSTATEMENT. @WWEEmberMoon secures the victory for herself & @RheaRipley_WWE on #WWENXT! @DakotaKai_WWE @RaquelWWE pic.twitter.com/dp90sHCLeW

— WWE (@WWE) October 8, 2020

Ember vs. Io: What’s better than Io Shirai getting ready to take on the returning Ember Moon? Well, how about adding Rhea Ripley and Dakota Kai to the mix! And speaking of additions. That was a pretty sweet video re-introduction of Toni Storm to the NXT American audience. Things are looking up for the women’s division in NXT, a division that was already one of the best going in the biz! A welcome sight to see Moon getting over in the main event too after battling all the back, missing over a year, from that Achilles injury. There’s a good moon a rising folks!

Bad asses:

Wishing you a speedy recovery, @RidgeWWE. #WWENXT pic.twitter.com/FqFwtSCsbA

— WWE (@WWE) October 8, 2020

Dexter & Ridge – It seems like we got a pair of NXT bad asses, one good, one bad. Dexter Lumis and Ridge Holland are taking no prisoners these days. Holland has his sights set a bit higher after his attack on Adam Cole at NXT:TakeOver 31. Or should we say HAD his sights set on Adam Cole. After trying to catch Danny Burch from his over the top rope leap after their match, Holland got stretchered out with ankle, knee and tendon injuries. Tough break there for a guy who was about to get a big break. It would’ve been nice to see Holland and Lumis team up at Halloween Havoc in a spin the wheel, make the deal match. 

Hated it:

Short stuff – What’s up all the short matches? Austin Theory with a pair of them, plus Holland, Lumis and Shotzi Blackheart all went less than four minutes. Seems like a bit of forced stuff trying to get everyone in there instead of quantity.

Planting seeds:

.@JohnnyGargano & @CandiceLeRae are really starting to like @indi_hartwell. Bright future… 𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦. #WWENXT pic.twitter.com/4DT14PwsIT

— WWE NXT (@WWENXT) October 8, 2020

Indi & Xia – Nice piece of work by Indi Hartwell, sending the Garganos a big screen tv so they can watch her helping out Candice LeRae during the #1 Contenders Battle Royale. Looks like Candice may have a new pet. As for Xia, what was in that letter from Boa? Hmmmmmm….. sure seemed upset.

SMACKDOWN

RESULTS

Falls Count Anywhere Match: Big E defeated Sheamus

Jeff Hardy & Matt Riddle defeated The Miz & John Morrison

SmackDown Women’s Championship Match: Sasha Banks defeated Bayley by DQ; Bayley retains title

SmackDown Tag Team Championship Match: The New Day defeated Cesaro & Shinsuke Nakamura to win the titles

The Fiend defeated Kevin Owens

LOVED IT:

No disqualifications, no count-outs, 𝒏𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒚! It’s #FallsCountAnywhere rules in this heated battle between @WWEBigE and @WWESheamus! #SmackDown pic.twitter.com/duv4lFoKKy

— WWE (@WWE) October 10, 2020

DAMN – That Falls Count Anywhere match between Big E and Sheamus was everything I wanted it to be. Physical as hell. Fun and messy. Weapons-filled with kendo sticks (of course), duct tape, cars, flour & eggs and cars (of course). Plus, the right guy went over! And how about the welts and the marks and the blood left all over Sheamus’ pale white body. Felt that even through the TV!

“It didn’t have to be like this.”@WWERomanReigns has officially challenged Jey @WWEUsos to an #IQuit Match inside Hell in a Cell! #SmackDown pic.twitter.com/KaHqROpqTa

— WWE (@WWE) October 10, 2020

Roman ups the stakes – Not only do we get Roman Reigns vs. Jey Uso, part 2 in a Hell in a Cell match, but this time, for the first time ever, it’ll be an I Quit match too! Roman is making sure that if he beats up his cousin again, he’ll have to say it to the Tribal Leader’s face.

…#SmackDown #TheFiend @AlexaBliss_WWE @WWEBrayWyatt pic.twitter.com/xz5GqgRJih

— WWE (@WWE) October 10, 2020

Fiendish Friday Night Fight – Kevin Owens against The Fiend in his first match on SmackDown was exactly what we expected. Two guys that don’t exactly look like they should be able to do what they do, but they do and giving us our money’s worth in a main event while they do it. Have to hope that these two, along with Alexa Bliss, end up on the same show after night 2 of the WWE Draft so we can see it again!  

The Draft, Night 1:

What they got right:

Seth Rollins moving to SmackDown – The Monday Night Messiah gig was getting old. Will it get new life on Friday night’s? Or will Rollins join up or take on old friend Roman Reigns and the Universal Championship?

The Miz & John Morrison to RAW – The Miz on USA Network makes perfect sense considering his two shows there including Miz & Mrs. that returns next month. Plus, the two were getting stale and becoming pushovers on Friday night.

Xavier Woods & Kofi Kingston to RAW – This will bring some new energy to Monday nights, along with some fun. They should’ve brought all 3 members of The New Day to RAW though.

What they got wrong:

AJ Styles – He must really not like Paul Heyman, right? Why trade him to SmackDown a few months ago only to draft him back? Makes little sense.

Rey & Dominik Mysterio to SmackDown – Once Seth Rollins said he was glad to not have to see the Mysterios again, you knew they were getting drafted to Friday nights. Too bad, the paternity storyline is tired! Murphy joins them too after a Saturday morning draft announcement.

BREAKING NEWS: The New Day has been split up due to the #WWEDraft! pic.twitter.com/gCsnWM93SR

— WWE on FOX (@WWEonFOX) October 10, 2020

Breaking up The New Day – Hated it. For obvious reasons, the trio of Big E, Xavier Woods and Kofi Kingston should stay together on the same show. Sometimes, you just don’t have to change things. And oh yeah, what about those new titles that Woods & Kingston just won? They said titles go with the superstars, so….??? Makes me think The Street Profits are headed to Friday night and a switch of champions could be in the offing.

Broetry in motion:

@LarsSWWE is HERE!! #SmackDown pic.twitter.com/NNJCryF7YC

— WWE (@WWE) October 10, 2020

Jeff & Matt together again – No, it’s not a Hardy Boys reunion, but Riddle & Hardy looking good with a win over The Miz & Morrison before a returning Lars Sullivan beat up both teams. The Friday night Freak is back to terrorize the WWE. Here’s hoping he stays for a bit longer this time. We’ll have to wait until Monday night to see where he gets drafted to on night two of the WWE Draft.

Champion’s advantage:

Bayley – Brilliant move by Bayley, getting herself disqualified in order to keep her title against Sasha Banks. The aftermath was better than the match as the two former besties tried to get the best of each other with that vaunted chair. Up next, Hell in a Cell for these BFFs.

Welcome back, it’s a New Day!

#AndNEW!!!!! #SmackDown @TrueKofi @AustinCreedWins @WWEBigE pic.twitter.com/l6y8Lq7nF7

— WWE (@WWE) October 10, 2020

Woods & Kofi return – Xavier Woods missed almost a year with an Achilles tendon injury. Kofi Kingston missed almost three months with undisclosed injuries at Extreme Rules: Horror Show. Both are back to take over the tag team division and it was oh so good to see the Dynamic Duo back together while Big E takes out Sheamus. Kinda cool to see them get right back at it with a title victory over the SmackDown Champs, Cesaro & Shinsuke Nakamura. Can you say 9-time Champs!

Parting Shots:

I love having Halloween Havoc to return on NXT the Wednesday before Halloween. I love even more that it will be hosted by Shotzi Blackheart. Now, just give me a night of Spin the Wheel, Make the Deal and I’ll be ecstatic!

Hell in a Cell PPV – Updated Card:

WWE Championship Hell in a Cell Match: Drew McIntyre vs. Randy Orton

Universal Championship Hell in a Cell I Quit Match: Roman Reigns vs. Jey Uso

SmackDown Women’s Championship Hell in a Cell Match: Bayley vs. Sasha Banks

Coming up this week:

RAW: WWE Superstar Draft – Night 2

NXT: TBD

SMACKDOWN: Season premiere Universal Championship Match: Roman Reigns vs. Braun Strowman The New Day’s Farewell Match: The New Day vs. Sheamus, Cesaro & Shinsuke Nakamura

Thanks for letting us share our thoughts! Shoot me an email at jcrowe567@gmail.com. We’d love to hear your comments and suggestions! You can also check out my blog, The Crowe’s Nest as we delve into more pro wrestling, sports entertainment and the World of Sports. My apologies ahead of time – I AM a Patriots, Red Sox, Celtics and Bruins fan! If you’re not down with that, I’ve got TWO WORDS for you… NEW ENGLAND

[amwritingmeta]

Since Sam and Dean don't exist in au, Michael and Lucifer definitely skipped the true vessel bs then went to war with angels and demons in their true forms (angel blades sticking out of the ground proves it). That means au Cas is in his true form and Jimmy Novak is probably dead in a ditch somewhere. I hate the idea of Jack resurrecting Cas cause that'd be too easy and basically turns him into god. So when Misha comes back, how can they bring Cas back with him?

Nonny 1: i saw the ask in which the Anon is wondering if they would make Misha play AU Cas, but i don’t believe they would do that, in fact it really wouldn’t make a lick of sense, because Cas in that AU aint Cas, what made Cas the angel we know and love is that he was the one who pulled Dean out of hell, Dean who changed him and taught him free will, and in that AU dean was never born to begin with, so AU Cas would be just an angel.

Nonny 2: Hello! I was wondering about the possibilities and any possible theories on the bizzaro-Narnia AU-where-Dean-and-Sam were never born world. Do you think that it could be explored, or that we might see AU! Cas? Not as in an outright replacement, but maybe 1 or 2 episodes with him as a commander of a garrison of angels? You’re by far one of the most optimistic meta writers I’ve met and I really need some happy speculation to get me through hellatus. Sorry if you’ve covered this before. Thanks!

Hello, lovelies!

So, three wonderful asks that all have to do with this AU World that’s been so suddenly thrown into the mix. I’m glad I get to tackle this topic! Thanks fawert and Nonnies! (and forgive my reply taking sooo long!)

The basis for the following speculation is that I believe the narrative is closing as the writers are moving it towards endgame. Everything in S11-S12 is telling me this because S11 began the movement by forcing Dean Winchester to admit to himself that he is properly, truly, madly and deeply in love with Cas. Read more on my thoughts about this here.

In short:

Dean Winchester is our Protagonist

His character growth is what informs the narrative

He wouldn’t have been set on this particular path of character growth if he hadn’t met Cas

Dean’s growth is what is allowing him to let go of Sam, ending the brodependency, and granting him the insight to find his true self-worth, through self-acceptance

His self-acceptance has a whole lot to do with letting go of his toxic masculinity spiel

His letting go of this will be most clearly demonstrated by him fully embracing the fact that he’s in love with a man

Happiness with the man he loves is Dean’s reward for completing his character growth, reaching the internal goal of his character arc: which is self-acceptance

(yeah) (he knows)

Now, I don’t know that this is where they’re taking the narrative, okay? Let me be perfectly clear about that. No one knows exactly what they’re planning (except the fuckers themselves) and they might go absolutely crazy in order to drag the narrative out for six more seasons.

However - and this is a big however, you guys - the writers have consistently, and with extreme due diligence, built a slow-burning love story between Dean and Cas that is beginning to peak - that’s what S12 gave us - meaning that going absolutely crazy to drag this love story out will jar with everything that’s come before.

Let’s not forget that our story is about love, and sacrifice, and love.

Love is mentioned twice by Metatron because our story has always been foremost about love.

The love between the brothers and the love between Dean and Cas. Without all that love - no sacrifice. (or manpain) (oh the manpain)

The fact of the matter is that the love between the brothers was set up from season one to evolve beyond their brodependency, and it would never have done that if it hadn’t been for Cas affecting Dean’s character growth. 

I know I’ve said it before, but hell, let’s say it again: 

the Destiel love story is integral to the narrative because it informs Dean’s character arc. 

And Dean is our Protagonist. 

His character arc informs the entire narrative and every single secondary character arc within it. Including Sam’s. It’s true!

Here’s a very recent example that proves it:

Dean shooting off that grenade launcher, and tearing down that first symbolic wall in 12x22, is what set off the amazing steps away from the brodependency that both brothers had managed by the end of 12x23. 

Dean shooting off the grenade launcher:

a) injured Dean, which brought him tob) telling Sam to go lead the attack on the BMoL without him

I could meta about the symbolism here until my fingers go numb, but this is not the post for that, safe to say: Dean tearing down walls is what led to him letting go of parenting!Dean, finally seeing Sam as the adult he is and being able to place his full faith in his little brother’s ability to manage by himself, and to lead, without Dean there to watch over him or guide him.

Fuck. Yes.

But to surmise: it was Dean the Protagonist who had to let Sam go - Sam couldn’t break free from Dean on his own.

Because Dean is the one who, primarily, needs to learn the big lessons that the narrative have been setting up for him through his character arc.

So my point is:

if they hurt the Destiel love story 

this love story, which is the very cornerstone of Dean’s character growth

by turning the tables and stalling said love story by, oh, I don’t know

bringing Cas back, but as a different character 

a character that doesn’t actually know Dean or have the shared history with him that our Cas does

->then they hurt the entire narrative they have built

And I cannot for the life of me believe that they would ever do that.

Not after nine years of carefully keeping this love story burning, removing a few coals now and again so that it wouldn’t flame up and singe the more delicate viewers, but still allowing it enough air to spread a lovely, warm glow, and (okay, enough of that now) (fine)

But you get my meaning here? Let’s boil my meaning down even further:

AU!Cas would effectively kill the love story

which would severely damage the overall narrative

would rob Dean and, by extension, Cas of their endgame rewards

which would cancel out the deeper purpose for all of Dean and Cas’ character growth

And so the mere thought makes absolutely no sense anywhere at all.

There will absolutely NOT be an AU!Cas to replace our Cas.

And I could slap Misha Collins for even hinting at the possibility of it, because he must know that all he’s doing is setting the speculation ball careening through the fandom. And it’s sadistic. (you are a sadist Misha Collins)

(see???)

fawert: I’ve already told you in a different post how much I loved your observations regarding the probable rules and circumstances of the AU World - eye-opening and I’m bound to agree with you because it looks the most plausible and, also, it’s gorgeous! And feeds my brain with all types of scenarios for Mary trying to survive that dystopian, war ridden place. *crackle*

Now, as for how they can bring Cas back, I’m speculating on what so many have already pointed to and speculated about (props to those who mentioned this first, I don’t know exactly who you are, sorry):

Spec 1 - Jack’s grace still lingering in Cas and reviving him

Though I sincerely don’t know how likely this is, I still feel the writers left themselves a loophole, because that grace can clearly perform fucking miracles and it was so obviously shown to us in 12x23 that Cas still possessed some of it, even if he couldn’t use it to ice Lucifer.

There should be a reason for it planted as a visual when he heals Dean. That visual didn’t need to be there: Cas tells Dean in dialogue that he can’t use the nephilim’s power anymore because killing Dagon took both him and Jack, so why the visual? If the lingering nephilim grace is useless anyway, why have Cas use it in order to heal Dean at all? Why not have Cas simply use his own powers, as he has all season? Hmmmmmm. *brow in deep creases*

So I strongly speculate that what we have been shown is to set up that Castiel the angel of the Lord is dead. Him dying an angel death for the first time ever was not for nothing. Dean’s angel is truly gone, and should be mourned.

But also because of this angel death, and thanks to the lingering nephilim grace, Cas is about to finally get the full human experience. *crossing fingers*

Spec 2 - Jack reviving Cas

Personally, I don’t think this is likely. I was convinced Kelly would survive the birth, that Jack would end up healing her or saving her rather than killing her, and her “I love you” right before Jack bright-light shone his way into the world makes me feel slightly vindicated. Because Kelly is the Good Mother who loved her son and willingly sacrificed her life to ensure he was born with all of his powers.

So, to my mind, baby Nephi was Good.

But Jack, in the form he is in now, leaving smouldering footprints on the floor, scaring the bejesus out of Sam: this Jack is most likely not going to simply touch Cas and bring him back to life. 

Firstly (and to me, most importantly): because Jack reviving Cas immediately and somehow brainwashing or controlling him or convincing him to stay as his Protector cancels out Cas’ dramatic death, and the effect it should have on our Protagonist. 

Cas died to further Dean’s character growth (and ultimately his own as well, of course) but if Jack revives Cas now, there’s no growth to be had for Dean.

We have seen Dean bereaved of Cas: Dean drinking himself into a near year long stupor

We have seen Dean pine for and wait for Cas: he kept Cas’ coat in the boot of his many, many different cars, expecting his return

We have seen Dean fight for Cas: he spent a year in Purgatory, keeping himself alive with the one aim to bring Cas home

We have yet to see Dean Winchester grieve for Cas without getting stuck in one of the 5 stages (and yes, everyone grieves differently, but for the sake of my argument, I’m assigning Dean the need to move through all 5 stages)

We have never seen him truly, deeply believing there is no hope for Cas to ever come back to him and accept this as a fact that is entirely out of his power of control.

For us to watch him, for the first time, go through each of the 5 Stages of Grief, he is first going to have to bury Cas’ body, put it in the ground, and yes, deny, bargain, get angry, get depressed over Cas’ death - he needs to go through all of this - but once he reaches acceptance for the first time in his entire character arc, then I would love it if this is the moment Cas is revived and finds his way back to the brothers. I would absolutely fall to pieces with happiness.

Especially if it’s human!Cas who’s finding his way back. I mean, just imagine the possibilities for character growth, for the joint love story to evolve and deepen into something undeniable.

It would do such wonders for both Dean and Cas’ character arcs if Cas came back as a human and came back early in the season, so that we get to watch him do all that character growth, finding his place, finally, in himself, and through it, with the brothers, within the world at large and, ultimately, taking up the space next to Dean in the Impala. 

(Because Sam will be MoLing)

Secondly: because Jack reviving Cas immediately and somehow brainwashing or controlling him or convincing him to stay as his Protector only works if Jack indeed chose Cas as his Protector, but, to my mind, based on how I read the narrative of 12x19 and baby Nephi being good, Jack didn’t chose Cas: baby Nephi chose Cas.

The nephilim’s angelic side chose Cas.

Jack, as I see it, is the Opposite of the nephilim’s angelic side, and so I would put forward the possibility that this Newborn Jack will not feel tied to Cas in any way.

Newborn Jack could, absolutely, be the spitting image of Daddy Devil. Newborn Jack could be the Corruptor and Deceiver, and I believe this is the whole point for the Opposites, shown to us in how baby Nephi was presented through the 12x19 narrative rejecting Evil at every turn, and how we are presented to Newborn Jack through Sam finding him, smiling, in the corner of the darkened nursery.

(first impressions will hopefully not last)

Now, here’s what I’d like, because my brain *crackles* with the dramatic conflict:

Rather than Newborn Jack darting off - which is one of the possibilities at the back of my head - I think they’ll choose to keep Newborn Jack with the brothers, keep his actual intentions ambiguous, and leave us wondering whether he’s an angel or a demon or a little bit of both, but mostly demon, it seems, or is he actually good? Hmmmmm? We just won’t be able to properly tell.

I can see them playing with a Dexter sense of danger around Newborn Jack, where he’s observing them all like they’re lab rats, but where, ultimately, their behaviour and TFW placing true faith in him making the right choices will lead to him connecting with his inherent Humanity.

Spec 3 - Regarding the bizzaro-Narnia AU-where-Dean-and-Sam were never born world

(Would love for this to be the official fandom denomination, btw - let’s throw it in the hat!)

Do I believe they’ll explore this world?

Yes: if the question is with regards to Mary being trapped in it.

They may choose to build it as part of Mary’s self-acceptance arc, where she gets to see what the world would be like without her boys and what her choices actually did for the world. Namely: save the hell out of it. It could be poignant that Luci is stuck over there as well, but more for the plot than his character arc, I should think. He’ll come back all threatening and badass, I’m sure.

No: if the question is regarding expanding the SPN Universe to now include this other dimension, and possibly more of them, spinning the series into a time-traveling multidimensional party cracker of narrative possibility that will last for years and years to come.

No.

I sincerely doubt it.

Because of the aforementioned reasons of Dean as our Protagonist and his character arc and growth and endgame and building the narrative around this for twelve years. (more or less for twelve years) (I know Sam started out as the Protagonist) (though I would like to call bullshit on this for reasons) (whatever)

Spec 4 - Do I believe the bizarro-Narnia AU-where-Dean-and-Sam were never born world will affect the SPN reality we’ve come to know and love?

Possibly.

I can see something slipping through the cracks. Or Mary and Lucifer both returning with new information and it becomes a race to outwit the other, find the key to the universe first (or is that what Jack is supposed to be) or something crazy and huge like that.

But I am of the impression that the AU World is nothing more than a plot device, used to show us - the audience - what our world would be if it weren’t for the Winchesters.

As the narrative has entered the final act, as they are tying it up, looping it back to the beginning with callback after callback, this underlining of how all the misery, and heartbreak, and manpain that the brothers Winchester have been put through, has all been worth it makes perfect sense, and underpins the validity of the narrative as a whole. Which I like.

I truly can’t see the AU World serving any further purpose than that of the pure plot device that was Purgatory, which the writers cleverly used to show us exactly how much Cas means to Dean, and vice versa, and to grant Cas the chance to repent, so that he’d be able to believably move on from the severe error in judgment he was guilty of when he let the Leviathan into the world. This time it’s Mary’s turn to repent and to forgive herself, which goes nicely with her and Cas paralleling each other’s arcs for all of S12.

Spec 5 - Will we see an AU!Cas in any shape or form?

Possibly through Mary, yes, but I sincerely doubt they’d bring AU!Cas into the middle of the heartbreak that will be grieving!Dean. I mean, they could. They might very well do that. But it’d be fucked up. And I agree with both fawert and our other Nonny who pointed out that Castiel would, most likely, not even be possessing Jimmy Novak anymore. (aka Misha Collins) (…the sadist) 

So what would be the point of bringing Castiel the angel of the Lord into the mix?

Castiel in our reality is dead. He has died. 

We need to feel his death with Dean. 

We want to feel it with him, not be distracted by some Cas wannabe stomping onto the scene, taking up our Cas’ vacant space. No, thank you. Right?

I think the writers will want to torment us (they are sadists along with Misha the sadist Collins) (all writers are) (yours truly included) (so, you know, stones thrown at glass and all that) Anyway, they won’t just revive Cas within minutes or even within the first episode. I believe he’ll be put in the ground. Or, to be honest, I would like for him to be put in the ground. Obviously they won’t burn him.

So, to point to the most important sentence on offer in this post:

There will not be an AU!Cas to replace our Cas.

Ever.

(also Misha Collins is a sadist)