#and three times my heart and hope were dashed to pieces

[charulein]

OUGH I'm at the convo with Vrtra after you get rid of the tower,,,,, and I'm just,,,,,,

driven mad by loss,,,,,,, like Nidhogg did,,,

[soobnny]

ten things lee felix says when he thinks you’re asleep — fluff, established relationship, a dash of angst

chan | lee know | changbin | hyunjin | han | FELIX | seungmin | jeongin

one. i was too embarrassed to tell you this earlier so i’ll just say it now that you’re asleep. everything reminds me of you… i think it’s my brain finding every excuse to just think about you. but, when i passed by the market earlier, i saw some strawberries and i thought of you when i saw them. i should drop by and buy that shortcake you love so much tomorrow. yeah, i should do that. i can already see your pretty smile.

two. do you dream of me like i dream of you?

three. you know, me and the boys were talking earlier about the future and i think that was the first time i talked about the future with so much hope. i don’t know, i just—i’ve always been afraid of not knowing. the future is just so uncertain so i always hated talking about it. but, how lovely to think of the future when it’s with you.

four. sometimes, when i’m so exhausted, i think, what is the point of all this? but because of you, i have a reason to live. when i look at you, i see how beautiful life is.

five. god, (name), you’re driving me insane. you’ve stolen a piece of me and i’m afraid it’s yours to keep forever.

six. the sun shined bright today. it made me think of you.

seven. i get scared really easily. hyunjin and i were watching a horror movie earlier and i got so scared. he teased me for it, told me i had a long list of things i’m afraid of. he’s right, though. but then, jinnie asked me a hypothetical question .. if i’d ever jump off a boat. i said no obviously, but then he asked me if i’d change my answer if you were drowning. and you know what i said? i said yes without even thinking about it. i get scared really easily, but if it’s for you, i’ll do anything. i love you—i love you even though i’m scared.

eight. i saw you crying earlier. it seemed like you didn’t want to tell me about it but i heard you. it breaks my heart to know you’re hurting. please, please come to me. you know you don’t have to bear that pain alone anymore. i’m here, angel.

nine. in my eyes, you’re already doing well.

ten. i think i was always meant to find you and fall in love with you, and i want you to know i will love you in every lifetime after this one too. please come find me.

[dixons-sunshine]

Just A Bad Dream | Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader

*GIF isn't mine.*

Summary: Despite being together for over a year, Daryl had never once uttered those three important words to you. You had never let it bother you, choosing to move at the archers preferred pace. One night, after a particularly bad dream, was when those important words were uttered to you.

Genre: Angst to fluff.

Era: Alexandria, post Saviour arc, pre the building of the bridge.

Warnings: Nightmares.

Word count: 1k.

A/n: Working on transferring all of my projects from my old phone to this one, so I wrote this little snippet instead to have something to post. Hope y'all like it! This was inspired by a post I saw on my dash but I don't know who made the original post.

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“No. Please, no! Dun' hurt her, please!”

Stirred from your slumber by your partner's distressed mumbling, you turned over in the bed. You slowly rubbed the sleep from your eyes, clearing the sleep induced fog from your mind before turning your head towards the sleeping archer beside you.

Your heart clenched in pain at the sight of distress evident on his face. His eyes were scrunched tightly and his eyebrows were furrowed into a deep frown. His breathing was erratic and there was sweat rolling down his temple.

While deciding whether or not to gently shake Daryl awake, Daryl bolted upright in bed. “No!”

“Daryl?” you spoke softly, sitting up slowly and placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. However, it seemed as though he was still stuck in a daze, because he jerked away from your touch, whipping his head to stare at you with wide eyes.

“Daryl, baby, it's okay! It's just me. It's just me. You're okay. You're here with me,” you reassured him in a soft voice, slowly placing your hand on his shoulder again. When he didn't flinch away this time, you brought both of your hands up to cup his cheeks. “You're okay.”

Daryl slowly nodded, his breathing sounding choked off. Unwillingly, a tear slipped from his glossy eyes, and you gently wiped it away with your thumb. Acting on instinct, Daryl moved forward and wrapped his arms around you, dropping his head onto your shoulder. A sob wracked through his body, causing your heart to break into a million pieces for the man who you loved dearly.

You placed a small, tender kiss to his temple, slightly rocking your bodies from side to side. You simply held Daryl in your arms and allowed him to cry it out, acutely aware of the fact that he rarely, if ever, cried. His emotions bottled over and this one particular nightmare was his breaking point. Whatever the nightmare was about, it must've been terrible for the strong archer to break down.

“He killed ya,” Daryl finally told you in a broken whisper, his voice cracking towards the end. “He killed ya and I couldn't stop him.”

“Who?” you gently urged, rubbing your hand soothingly over his back, hoping to bring him some comfort.

Daryl shook his head, tightening his arms around you. “I dun'—I dun' know,” he whispered with a strain in his voice, sniffling slightly. “It was Negan at first, but then it was my father, and after a while I couldn't tell 'em apart anymore. One of 'em brought that fuckin' bat over yer head and I had to watch. I couldn't stop him. I can't lose ya, I can't—”

You pressed another kiss to his head, holding the back of his head gently as he buried his head deeper into your shoulder. His tears were staining your—technically his—shirt, but you didn't even notice. Your only focus at that moment was to try and calm the archer down. To reassure him that it was only a nightmare, that you were okay.

“Daryl, hey. Look at me,” you softly urged him, watching carefully as he slowly lifted his head and looked into your eyes. “I'm okay. I'm right here. It was only a nightmare. Your father's dead and Negan is locked up. He might as well be dead. Neither of them will ever get to me or anyone else ever again.”

Daryl nodded, his eyes casting downwards. “I know. S'jus'... M'scared,” he admitted, bringing one of his hands up to wipe the tears from his eyes. “I can't lose ya. I jus' can't. I won't survive if somethin' happened to ya.”

“You won't lose me,” you reassured him, pulling him into your arms. Slowly and carefully, you lowered yourself down until you were laying back on the bed, Daryl now comfortably laying on your chest. “I promise you, nothing will happen to me. I won't go anywhere near Negan. You're stuck with me for the rest of your life, Dixon.”

Daryl chuckled softly, burying his head deeper into your chest. “I like the sound of tha',” he mumbled, pressing a kiss to your chest. He sighed in content when he felt your fingers begin to thread through his hair, closing his eyes at the comforting feeling.

In no time at all, Daryl was yawning, eliciting a fond giggle from you. “Go to sleep, baby. I promise I'll be here when you wake up.”

Daryl nodded and allowed his body to relax, willing his mind to shut off. You were okay. He was okay. His father is dead and couldn't terrorize him anymore. Negan wasn't dead, but he was locked up and couldn't get out. Everything was starting to get better.

As he was being lulled into slumber, he let a confession fall from his lips, something he should've told you long ago:

“I love ya.”

You smiled softly down at him, pressing a soft kiss against his forehead. You had waited for a long time to hear those three important words from him. Deep down, you always knew Daryl loved you, but hearing it from the man himself finally confirmed it. Your heart swelled with love, and you couldn't believe how lucky you had gotten with this beautiful man.

“I love you more, Daryl Dixon.”

You didn't know whether he had heard you or not. Everything was silent after you had said that. The warm press of Daryl's body against yours and the reassuring rise and fall of his chest lulled you into sleep as well. However, right before darkness overtook you, you heard him mumbling one last thing.

“I love ya the most, sunshine.”

[desolateddreamur]

Paper Trail

Kyle x Poet!Reader

Story: Being too shy to confess face to face, you decide to give Kyle a challenge to figure it out himself.

Gender neutral reader!

Requested? No!

TW: Cartman.

Note: P2 anyone?

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He sighed loosely, sulking off to his locker. Valentine's day was coming up and everyone had someone to celebrate it with... But not Kyle. Not poor, sweet Kyle.

Three days til... He thought glumly, opening his locker. To his surprise, a piece of paper fluttered out. He grasped it quickly, desperately, even, to read it.

Hope you don't mind,

I want to be your valentine.

Each day brings a poem,

Each day gives a hint,

Find me out early and you might earn a kiss!

Three days' all you have,

Now here comes the hint!

You know who I am,

Just as much as I know you.

Maybe ask a friend or two,

Like someone in a hat that's red and blue.

Xx,

Your secret admirer

Kyle felt his heart soar abruptly, reading the note over and over. He slammed his locker shut and leaned his back to it, note pressed to his chest.

So the hint was with Stan, huh? He thought excitedly. This was it! He would get a Valentine! He dashed off to the lunch table his clique shared to talk about it.

Quickly grabbing lunch from the line, he slid into his seat and spoke quickly, "Stan! I got a Valentine's poem in my locker and it says you have a hint on who wrote it!"

Stan, who was sipping his milk, choked on it at the statement and shot milk out of his nose. Kenny instantly burst out laughing. When the coughing fit ended and the ravenette settled back down, he glared over.

"Yeah, I do. But next time wait til I'm not drinking something?!"

"I neeeed that hint, though! I have until Valentine's day to find out who it is!" Kyle brought up, shovelling a spoonful of corn into his mouth.

"Yeah, yeah, here you go..."

Stan scoffed and recited what he was told.

"We share our pottery class."

"Pottery class?" He remained puzzled, but kept it in mind for the rest of the day.

"Hah! Some fucking sissy in a pottery class likes Kahl!" Cartman wheezed, "Probably a dumb trick to make fun of him being a lonely jew!"

"Shut up, fatboy! At least I have a valentine!" He sneers back.

"AYE!"

So lunch came and went, the poem still on his mind day in and day out. In pottery class, he eyed around at every person there. He had to weed out just who exactly wrote that poem!

He knew it couldn't be anyone he didn't know, so a majority of the class was off the table. He couldn't recognize the handwriting either so it can't be any of the guys there.

The day ended and like in school, the romantic words written just for him were locked in his brain all afternoon and far into the night.

Morning of the next day came and he rushed to his locker for the next note. Sure enough, it was there!

Two days to go,

You should find your flow,

Like the way your curls dance in the wind.

Never in my life, would I give such advice,

To a boy that's as charming as you.

So get hint number two,

That's all I ask of you!

Find what you can,

Piece by piece, that's my plan.

Ike should know the next hint.

The kid has lots of wit.

Xx,

Your secret admirer

Kyle chewed at his lip and looked over a paper where he had written the names of his pottery classmates. Who does he know that knows Ike and shares a pottery class with him? He narrowed down more people by crossing our more names.

He groaned and set his head on his desk. The others looked at him sympathetically (except for Cartman, who started laughing his ass off.)

You give a slight smile to Kyle and his struggle, shaking your head and slipping out of the doorway unnoticed...

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The day came and the final poem was received...

The final day's come.

Hope you found my game fun.

I saw the frustration that was on your face...

But now it's time to show my shape.

Go to locker 3.2.5,

Place a note with my name inside.

At 4:23, head down Cherry Street,

Turn the corner and me you shall meet.

His breath shuddered as he slid the paper into the designated locker and left to start his school down, a determined smile on his face. He hoped he got it right... He spent so long trying to figure it out.

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You paced around the corner. It was 4:18 and he was nearly there, you presumed. You gripped the paper from the locker that has your name on it. He got it right... And that was about to be proven to him.

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Kyle took a deep breath. 4:22, and he rounded the corner.

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"H-Hi, Kyle..."

[cloudcountry]

thank you to the three people that tagged me in the twst author spotlight ^^ irene, siren, and sapphy, thank you. i read what you said about me and i was very touched. i didnt think i would gain so many friends in such a short period of time, and you all deserve to be recognized for your contributions to the twst community!! :D

EVERYONE LOOK AT MY FRIENDS.

@tinyletterz, who has a beautiful soul and amazing writing. i've known her since my baby days on quotev writing for a fandom which shall not be named, and it's so such a pleasure being her friend. she writes twst x reader content and has a gorgeous series about flower languages that i think about a lot. thank you remy for helping me get accustomed to tumblr, you're the og!!

@shkrmpp, who was my first mutual that i'd never met before here. thank you for asking about jellyfish and being such a bubbly presence on my dash. shrimpy writes x reader content and creates adorable art!! their hair dye series with the leech twins is super cute and i find myself thinking about teh floyd part in particular very often ^^

@fukashiin, with the prettiest themes and the gorgeous art style. winou CONSISTENTLY writes absolute bangers that make me so giddy. this one in particular is one of my favorites, and her writing style reminds me of a soft summer breeze. she's such a bubbly person and its so fun talking to her, even if we don't talk often. ^^ she's one of the three people that keeps my deuce content afloat.

one could say many things about the beloved @hisui-dreamer!! from the way she adores her friends to teh way she writes, rinna is always soft and sweet. she radiates comfort and is such a soothing person, i feel so safe around her. she writes x reader content and every single piece is its own masterpiece. she's one of my closest friends on here and i wish nothing but the best for her every day.

@merotwst, who has a bucnh of adorable oc content (on @meromessy !!) and writes x readers!! ellie in on haitus right now takinga well deserved break. <3 but she writing is amazing and i am FLOORED whenever i see her art!!! it's literally so gorgeous and i don't understand how she does it. its crazy. how is so much talent in one person.

@siren-serenity is not only a lovely author of x reader content, but also a lovely friend. ^^ siren also has an oc named melody who is so cool!!!! she was the pastor at my wedding and fought TOOTH AND NAIL for that position LMAO love u renren!!! she really writes azul SUPER WELL and im so happy to have met someone so calm and soothing to talk to.

@officialdaydreamer00, aka nutmeg, is a rascal. an absolutely rascal but they're really the best. they have a yuusona with LORE and a bunch of really creative & cute events!! seriously nutmeg, nobody does it like you. if you want to see our favorite twst boys in strawberry dresses or recieve a pair of cute earrings, irene's blog is the place for you!!!

@the-v-lociraptor has STELLAR art. she was one of my firts mutuals on twst tumblr and i was terrified of talking to people but her vibes were very much "i am nice you dont need to be afraid" and sniffling scared me was like "OKAY I CAN TALK TO YOU" LMAO but yeah. she draws people so,,, full. thats the only word i can use to describe it. they just look s soft and alive and its really so amazing. i love her art so much!!

@siphoklansan is another artist!! i think about the art she drew from loona's heart attack with twst character weekly basically. it has been stuck in my brain since i started following her. sippy, its trully beautiful how you mix your culture and your art together. i remember you talking about it when you were drawing fairy gala stuff and it was just stunning. please keep doing what you're doing!! i hope your hiatus proves restful <3

@ceruleancattail is one of THE most creative writers i have ever met on this platform. every time i check out their account theyre talking about a new au or doing something different. they write x reader stuff and ar ethe biggest cater kisser ever (even if they wont admit it hehe!!) their writing is so refreshing, if that makes sense. their butler au is so goofy whaahwwahwah

@moonlit-midnight has the prettiest writing style :((( hannah is literally so sweet and it shows in everything you can find on this blog. THIS BLOG HAS PLATONIC FICS TOO!!!! DID YOU KNOW THAT?????? and even better, they're inspired by hannah's own friendships :((( literally the most wholesome thing. you can find x reader's here!!!

@iseethatimicy is an x reader writer and fellow azul kisser!!! she writes some really cute stuff for oour favorite silly little cephalopod AND AND AND AND HAS SOME OCS!!! THATA ARE SUPER COOL!!!!! shimiko and icy are both so cool and interesting 9EVEN THOUGH IM VERY SHIMIKO BIASED AAAAA I LOEV SIREN TROPES !!!!!)

@ryker-writes IS SO KIND. he gave me the sweetest set of flowers for his garden event :(( i still think about them and aaaaa i havent forgotten when he fought me over me being cool LMAO so goofy wahhwaawh!! HIS OC JAXON AND RIDDLE ARE LITERALLY SO CUTE :((( he writes x reader content & makes oc content!!!

@totallymem3 draws occasionally and omgggg meme's art is gorgeous. HAVE YOU SEEN HER DRAW AZUL. her art is so soft and its honestly adorable :(( meme is such a nice mutual too!!! like i met her on anon a while ago we've been besties ever since fr. HER ART REMINDS ME OF SPRING GO CHECK IT OUT PLEASE!!!!!

@z3llous is SO TALENTED!!!! another mutual that im liek WOW how do you exist??? he creates the most stunning twst fanart :((( THE OCTAVINELLE BIAS IIS SO REAL AND SO SO OBVIOUS BUT WOW.....WOW IS IT GOOD. zell is also a game developer and if you like cute little kitties and adventure games you should totally try it out here!!!

@cecilebutcher MAKES THE BEST OCS. creator of igor and saver of the universe. im not kidding igor saved the universe IDC WHAT YOU SAY ITS CANON TO ME. cece i sliterally the sweetest and soososososo creative i am eating up every crumb of igor content i get fed. OM NOM NOM. ofc junto is nice too and hes so sweet!!! GAHH you just put so much love and care into yoru ocs its so admirable :((((

@ang33333333l is another azul kisser that i became mutuals with a while ago!!! dolls love for sebek and azul is very sweet to see and her yuusona fauna is adorable too!! she also draws her yuu and characters sometimes!! :D she doesn't have a lot of oc content up on dolls blog yet but im looking forward to seeing more!! >:D

@leonistic deserves the most underrated writer of the year award. soru writes x reader content and is another super sweet mutual of mien (I KNOW IM SAYING THAT A LOT OKAY.) she writes aroace content and its literally feeds me. seriously. their aroace azul content makes me giggle and kick my feet and GAHHHHH !!! plus they have the patient to do matchups which is crazy and i love them for that ^^

@rains-asleep is the nickname master because he calls me straubs and thats such an adorable nickname :(((( HIS WRITING IS SUPER CUTE AND IT GIVE SME SO MUCH SEROTONIN (they write x readers btw!!!!!) they recently hit 500 followers (CONGRATS AGAIN!!!!!) and they also write for haikyuu, mha, genshin impact, and obey me!!!

@shinysparklesapphires is an artists that has a lot of cool ocs!! i believe navi was the first one i was introduced to and he's such an icon ^^ sapphy is also really into precure and produces a lot of content for the fandom!! i have yet to finish the precure series she recommended to me but its good so far and laura is the best so true!!

@datboredpencil has THE most STUNNING art. if you want idia x cater content this is DEFINITELY THE BLOG FOR YOU!!! each piece has so much love poured into it and i swear. YOURE ALWAYS LIEK "its a work in progress" BUT IT STILL LOTS SO LOVELY :((( YOUR USE OF COLOR IS JUST SO MUAH!!! CHEFS KISS!!!!!!! I ADORE IT

@twistwonderlanddevotee makes really pretty backgrounds!!! i actually used the isaac one she made for my private account AND ITS SO CUTE I LOVE IT I WANT TO EAT IT SWALLOW IT WHOLE MUNCH ON IT SHAKE IT AROUND LIEK A DOG TOY ANYWAYS. i am very normal about sofia's backgrounds. PLEASE GO CHECK THEM OUT its literally so unique?? like who else makes backgroudns liek sofia. Nobody.

@queen-shiba has an open inbox everyone!! you're welcome to send in requests!!! ^^ the queen of savanaclaw makes oc content for chuki, a really sweet kid taht deserves all the cookies in teh world :((( ALSO!!! she has an au for the tsavo man-eaters which is super cool!!! :O she passion for lions and tigers really is admirable and its nic eto see her talk about them :3

@beeirdos-buzzing-bogaloo has a gift when it comes to making ocs!! thule remains my favorite of the ones he has talked about because his design is just so neat!!! I LOVE THAT HIS NICKNAME FROM ROOK IS "MONSIEUR STARGAZER" :((( you have so many ocs that i havent even heard about yet...so im super curious to see what else you put out!!!

@dove-da-birb IS SUCH A GENIUS. they're one of my closests friends and their writing is SO BEAUTIFUL. they're also kidn of a little shit though so watch out /aff tehy write x reader content and draw sometimes, although i dont think theyve posted any of them. ^^ dove is SUCH a delight i promise you'll have fun every single time you talk to them. their energy is infectious and im genuinely really glad im the main target for their chaos. i would not have it any otehr way.

@ashipiko has such delicious art!!! the colors are always so vibrant and the way she draws is so unique. truly, a staple of both the twisted wonderland and as3! fandoms!! her energy is always upbeat and cheery, its hard not to smile when youre talking to her!! truly the biggest ace kisser on thsi platform (probably in the world too hehe)

@shyhaya writes for a myriad of fandoms!!!!!! hayami writes an azul thing for me that made me lose my mind IT WAS SO GOOD. PLEASE check out this blog. you wont regret it. requests are open!! ^^ even twst content aside, im sure you'll find something you like sich haya writes for so many fandoms!! talk about multitalented :3

@thehollowwriter has so many gems. quinn writes every character in twst so well, teh writing is so immersive and just ughhhh MUAH!!!!! every piece with azul in it is such a banger and it makes me giggle and kick my feet :3 LITERALLY THERE IS SO MUCH X READER FLUFF AND ITS ALL GOOD ITS A CRIME I DIDNT FIND THIS BLOG SOONER.

@cyath, who has some of the PRETTIEST art i have EVER seen. they draw stuff based on my fics all of the time and i adore it so much. examples of their art can be found here, here, here, and here. do you understand what i mean. do you get it. their art style is SUPERIOR and i ADORE IT!!!!!! they truly have so much talent like damn save some for the rest of us hello!!!!!

@crheativity writes twst x readers!! she's a beginner writer so PLEASE PELASE SHOW HER SOME LOVE!!! right nwo she has some heartslabyul content that i havent gotten around to reading yet but i am SUPER excited to go through them when i get the chance!!! rhea is super fun to talk to hehe <3

and lastly, @jade-s-nymph who organized this whole thing!!! rubia is on hiatus right now but i've seen some of her projects and a few of the things she's written and they're all really good!! there's a lot of x reader content on her writing blog and self indulgent nymphleech content on her personal blog :3

[scarletsaphire]

Dash, Star, and Paulina all take a nice walk through the park, before the girls abandon him. It's a good thing Danny Fenton is there to keep him company!

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Fic 6 for @phicphight! This prompt fill is for @nat-space-obsessed, and is also the spirtual successor to Cheerleader Lock In, but is also perfectly functional as a standalone fic. Prompts used are listed at the bottom!

It was a nice day for a walk in the park. That's what Star had said when she'd invited Dash out. She was right; it was a beautiful day for a walk. The sun was out to warm his skin but not enough to burn, the wind was just strong enough to be cooling and comforting, and to rattle the leaves, and the birdsong was on point. He couldn't think of a better way to spend it then with his two best girl friends, Paulina and Star.

If only he actually was spending time with them.

They'd made it to a scenic picnic table, in the shade of a tall willow tree and overlooking the lake, the kind of table that was rarely ever actually available. Dash had barely sat down before Paulina was looking at her phone and announcing that they had "important girl business to take care of" and that he needed to sit right there until they came back.

Dash picked at the flaking wood of the table. It was bullshit; the day was perfect, and here he was, waiting for the two girls to figure out undisclosed girl talk. It was probably something to do with their period. Dumb crustacean cycle. Mother nature was a bitch for making girls go through that kind of thing. It should've been him, and his fellow men who had to deal with that shit; he was fairly certain he could handle it. Besides, his mother had told him it made girls more tolerant to pain, and that would help him on the field.

Dash had managed to peel off a solid three inches of the table, and all in one piece too, when he felt the bench shift underneath him. He looked up, hoping to see that Paulina and Star had made it back. Instead, he was met with Daniel Fenton sitting across from him. He was beautiful; the sun was shining down on him in just the sort of way that made his hair look like it was floating in the wind and gave him a halo, his smile was small and slight but so charming, and the freckles across his nose spread in such an intricate pattern, unlike anything Dash had seen before.

"Um... do I have something on my face?"

Dash shook himself out of his stupor. He wasn't surprised that he'd ended up staring; he normally did, when it came to Danny. He'd just never gotten caught doing it. "Uh. No. Sorry. I was just um. Looking at the pond?" Nailed it.

Danny laughed, and Dash had to put effort into not staring again. "Right. So, um. What are you doing out here?"

"Oh, Star and Paulina asked me out," Dash replied. He immediately started backtracking. "Not as like, a date! Just as friends. To enjoy the weather."

"It is really nice out, yeah," Danny agreed. "I guess you're waiting for them?"

Dash nodded. "Yeah, they had some stuff to take care of. I'm sure they'll be coming back. Eventually."

"I know how those two are. Always up to something."

"Yeah. If you want to, you can join me? Until they come back? Or after too, I don't think they'd like. Kick you out or anything, since you're their friends too and all."

"I can stay for a little while," Danny said with a full, proper smile, and Dash could feel his heart skip a beat in his chest.

There was a beat of silence, and then two, and Dash could feel the awkwardness filling the air. He spoke to try and break it, but Danny had the same idea.

"So, what are you-"

"I saw you at-"

They both stopped at the same time too, before laughing together. "You go first," Danny said.

"You sure?" At Danny's nod, Dash continued. "I was just wondering what you were doing out here?"

"Oh! Just. Going for a walk," Danny said, and Dash was almost able to convince himself that he was blushing. It was probably just a trick of the light though.

"It is a nice day," Dash said. "What were you going to say?"

"Oh, I was just going to say that I saw you during the game last week. You were incredible, as always."

Now it was Dash's turn to blush, and this one was definitely real. "Thank you," he said. "You did amazing too. I don't get how you can be thrown around like that and not vomit all over everyone else. I'd be spewing chunks everywhere in a heart beat." Yeah, real smooth, Baxter. Talk about vomiting. That'll get him to like you.

"It's not that hard, really," Danny said. "You get used to being in the air after a while, and I've had a lot of practice."

"I thought Paulina recruited you because you were already so good at stuff like that?"

There was a brief pause. "Uh, well, yeah, she did, but that was mostly cause I'm flexible and know how to do flips and stuff. Not because I was comfortable in the air. That came after."

"That makes sense," Dash nodded again. "Cause I was gonna say, I don't think most people get a lot of experience in the air without, you know, doing something in the air."

Danny laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, you're right."

This time, the awkward silence fully descended upon them.

Dash glanced around the park, but there was no sign of Paulina and Star anywhere. "Where did those two girls go?" he mumbled.

Clearly, he wasn't quiet enough. "See, about that," Danny said. "This might have been a set up?"

Dash blinked in surprise. Mostly because he had no idea what Danny could mean by that. "What?"

"Well, the cheerleader lock in was yesterday, and they said that you have a crush on me, which I'm not saying you do or don't! That's just what they said, and then they kind of read that I have a crush on you, which, once again, am neither confirming or denying, but after that they said that you would never like. Actually ask me out? Because you were scared of crossing a boundary, which I get and super appreciate, cause if I didn't like you back that would've been super weird and awkward, but they also knew I wouldn't ever ask you out, and they were right, so they put together this scheme to get us alone together? And so I guess I'm asking you out now? But only if you want, to, I'm not going to force you or anything, and also if they were lying than please let me know, because I wouldn't put it past them, and-"

"Danny." Dash put his hand on Danny's, effectively interrupting the other boy's rambles. "Do you want to go get ice cream?"

Danny's smile was bright enough to blind, and Dash couldn't help but return it, even while his cheeks burned red hot. "Yeah."

Dash did not let go of Danny's hand, even as they stood from the table and started walking towards the park's exits.

Those girls could come back to an empty picnic table, for all he cared. Dash had found a better way to spend the day.

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Natt- Is there something on my face?

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Absolute Silence Pt. 2

Part One | Part Three

I have no idea how well the first part did considering I finished this before posting the first part. However, thank you so much for all the love and affection on the first part if you left any! I am still working on my drafts and I hope to get those all finished before making my way back to Fairytale and Personal Nurse!

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Pairing: Austin Butler x Deaf!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Some information may be inaccurate, swearing, Olivia is sort of a bitch but not really, spelling and grammatical errors. Let me know if I missed anything!

Word Count: 2k

You took a step back and smiled. Your dress was finally complete, and in perfect timing also. You and Austin were flying out to Nice in a couple of days for the Cannes film festival. To finally see the premiere of Austin’s hard work. You two decided to match in a subtle way. Austin would wear a black suit with a dash of color on his pin. A dark blue flower. You would wear a dark blue dress with black lace over top. 

You saw the flickering lights and turned around to find Austin. You smiled at him and showed him the dress. You pretty much always wore your cochlear, but Austin never knew when you were taking a break and when you weren’t.

“What do you think?” You asked him. Austin smiled and made his way over. He wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you in closer.

“I  think you’re going to look beautiful.” He stated and pressed a kiss to your head. You let out a hum of comfort and smiled. You wrapped your arm around his torso and placed your hand on his chest. 

You two have been together for almost five years now. You wouldn’t have it any other way either. These past years have been amazing, even if there was a global pandemic sprinkled in with it. You ended up moving in with Austin during that time. You spent time helping him with his role in Elvis. You spent time digging deeper into each other. You meant that on a more innocent note then… not saying you didn’t though. 

“I can’t wait for this trip. I’ve always wanted to go to Paris.” You told him. You turned your head upwards to face him. 

“I’m glad you’re coming with me. I really need you there.” Austin admitted. You shook your head lightly.

“You don’t need me there Austin. You did amazing.”

“Maybe in your eyes. But I need my clover there.” You blushed at his words and shook your head. He really knew how to make your heart beat faster. Even if you two have been together for a long time. He was able to still surprise you. 

“You’re a dork,” you teased him and pulled away. Austin chuckled in response and pulled you back in. 

“Maybe, but you make me the dork I am.” He said as he leaned down and pressed his soft lips against your own. You hummed against the feeling and kissed back. 

You got to France not too long afterward. You two were in your hotel room getting ready. You had already got on your dress and were working on getting your makeup done. You saw Austin appear closer to you from the mirror. You looked at him through the mirror and smiled. 

“Hi, Austin.” You smiled and continued to put on your makeup.

“Hey beautiful,” he smiled and pressed a kiss to your head. “You look beautiful.” You blushed at his words and shook your head.

“Oh please, I’m nothing compared to your handsome looks. I’ll be the ugly nobody standing next to you.” You told him as you placed down the lip gloss you had just applied. 

“Never call yourself ugly, Clover, because you are far from it.” He pushed a piece of loose hair behind your ear.

“Hm, well… your opinion is the only one that matters.” You smiled and leaned closer to him and kissed him. Something that still drove you crazy to this day. There was nothing like kissing the love of your life. 

“May I make a suggestion?” Austin questioned. You nodded as you stood up.  “I think it’ll be smart if you don’t want your cochlear. Only while we’re outside with the press.” You looked at him confused.

“You want me to go silent?”

“It’s going to get real loud, clover. People will be yelling, it’s going to be chaotic. You can put it on once we get in the theater. I just don’t want you to get overstimulated.” He explained to you. You nodded taking in all the information. He had a point. When you were introduced to new sounds all at once you tended to get… a bit overwhelmed. 

“Okay,” you said softly and slipped the device off. You handed him the device and smiled sadly. Austin took the device and slipped it into his pocket for safekeeping. 

“Trust me, clover. It’s for the best.” You nodded once again and wrapped your arms around him. It was hard to take away your hearing when you only just got it. Maybe you were overreacting but… it was still hard. 

“I trust you,” you quickly signed and pulled away. Elvis gave you a slight smile and shortly you guys were off. 

You two got into the car and were on your way to the Cannes film festival. Your first festival, and probably not your last one. You looked outside the window and looked at the ocean. It was certainly a site to behold. A site that you could never get from your California apartment.  

Austin held your hand on his lap and his thumb rubbed patterns again your skin. You were nervous, but you knew he had to be more nervous. Considering he said that he needed his lucky clover by his side. It would be your first public appearance with him. You weren’t sure if you were ready for all the… for all the drama. 

But you knew better than to think about that. You knew that Austin loved you and that’s all that mattered. That was all that meant anything in the end. You had Austin’s love, and he had yours. 

You two came to the location and you felt immediately overwhelmed. There were hundreds of people. Hundreds of cameras. Austin was definitely right about you not wearing your device. The door was pulled open and Austin stepped out. Well… it was now or never. Austin reached his hand towards you and grabbed your hand. You smiled and gave his hand a squeeze before you made your way outside. You had no idea what was happening right now. You figured people were yelling to get Austin’s attention, but other than that… you were clueless.

“Don’t let go of my hand okay?” He quickly signed to you. You nodded and gave his hand a tight squeeze. You stood near Austin’s side the whole time. 

You felt out of place… You felt… you felt weird. Maybe it was because people were pushing cameras in your face, and trying to communicate with you. In reality, though, you were too overwhelmed to know what was going on. 

You felt like you were out there for hours. But, before you knew it you were sitting down in the theater. Austin pulled your device out of his ear and handed it to you. You thanked him with a smile and put it on.

“You okay?” He asked once he knew you could hear him. You nodded your head gently.

“Yeah, I’m okay. A bit overwhelmed but… I’ll manage.” You admitted to him. 

“I’m sorry clover,” he whispered, “but the hard parts are over. We enjoy the movie and then we head back to the hotel room.” He explained to you. 

“Thank you.” you whispered back and laid your head on his shoulder.

“Hey Austin,” Olivia came over with a smile on her face. She saw you and gave you a wave. You returned her wave with a smile. 

“Hey Olivia, everything all good?” He asked her. She nodded and sat down next to him.

“Oh yeah, I’m just excited to finally see the movie.” She admitted.

“I’m a bit nervous, but I got my lucky clover so.” Austin smiled as he gave your hand a squeeze. God, this man was going to be the death of you. You melted against his touch and closed your eyes ever so slightly.

“Oh please, you’re going to be amazing. We all are.” She continued on. The two of them spoke up until the movie started. Well, almost up to the movie, because Austin excused himself.

“So, Austin tells me you’re deaf?” Oliva turned to speak to you. That was a weird question to ask someone who was deaf. 

“Um… yeah.” You replied with a forced smile. It wasn’t like there was anything wrong with asking that. It was more or less the fact that she was asking someone if they were deaf. 

“That must be so hard,” she shook her head gently. You shrugged in response. Sure, it was hard at some points, but you’ve been living with it for years at this point.

“Well, I grew up like this so.” You replied and pulled off your device. You’ll make sure to put it back on when the movie starts, but for now, you didn’t want to listen to her anymore. You were positive she was still talking to you, but at this point, you just wanted to be left alone. 

Before you know it Austin came back with some water and a closed captioning device. You felt your heart do a flip. Sure you were able to hear movies now, but you still liked to be able to read what was going on.

“Sorry bout that, I’m back.”

“I took it off. Olivia was bothering me and I just wanted to be left alone. I’ll put it back on when the movie starts.” You quickly explained to him. He nodded his head and sat down. He handed you the device so that you could put it in place. 

“That girlfriend of yours is rude,” Olive said to Austin. Who in return looked at her confused. You have never been rude ever before in your life. Well, as long as he has known you. 

“I’m sorry?”

“She just started to ignore me. I mean, who even does that? I was speaking to her.”

“She probably didn’t mean to. She doesn’t have her device on. So, she can’t hear a single thing that’s happening around her. I also don’t appreciate you calling my girlfriend rude, because she is the nicest human being I have ever met in my life.” Austin stated and turned away from her. You looked at Austin confused.

“You okay?” You asked him. Austin nodded in return and opened his water bottle.

“Yeah, just Olivia,” he signed back. You nodded and waited for the movie to start. It didn’t take too much longer until the movie started. You slipped your device back on and grabbed Austin’s hand and gave it a squeeze. You were so proud of him. 

When the movie came to an end, everyone rose from their seats and clapped. It was truly a brilliant movie, and Baz had a certain direction he took and it worked. The movie was beautiful… your boyfriend was beautiful. His heart and soul really were put to work for this movie and you could tell.  

You peered down at your boyfriend and saw that he started to tear up. You smiled softly at your pretty boy and pulled him up onto his feet. You wrapped your arm around him and pulled him close. He deserved this attention. For all the hard work he did… he deserved it. 

The two of you got home a little bit later. You kicked off your heels and turned your back towards Austin. You felt his hands on your shoulders before they went toward your zipper. You were entirely pooped after the day you just had. You just wanted to spend the rest of the night in with Austin. 

“I still can’t believe they stood for twelve minutes. It couldn’t have been that good…” Austin said in disbelief. You let out a light laugh and shook your head. 

“Well better believe it because it happened.” You turned to face him once he was done. 

“Well… it wouldn’t have happened without you.” He admitted. You smiled and pressed yourself up to your tippy toes.

“Oh please, I just stood on the sidelines.” You said softly as you undid his bow tie. Austin placed his hands on your hips and gave them a squeeze.

“You did so much more clover. So so… so much more.” He whispered and leaned down to kiss you deeply. 

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18+ DARK CONTENT BELOW, MINORS + BLANK BLOGS DNI

pairing: s4 reiner x fem!reader word count: 14.3k warnings + tags: general yandere and obsessive themes, unhealthy relationships, kidnapping mention, gore/violence, minor character death, drugging mention (sleeping pills), slight misogyny, slight stockholm syndrome, vomit mention (nonsexual), noncon/dubcon, sexual implications, mention of male masturbation, a dash of porco x reader, somnophilia (but the reader is awake and pretending to be asleep), dry-humping kinda, virginity mention, kinda aot spoilers if you haven't watched it before, all characters are 18+ synopsis: it's been three years since reiner had taken you away to marley and you've been getting used to the brand new world since then. you have a good husband, his family tolerates you, and his fellow warriors are somewhat decent people. what he doesn't know is that everything was coming to an end, three years of planning an escape won't go to waste of course. a/n: this shit took me forever idk why i decided to make it this long lol this is fr a passion project at this point (i want reiner so bad) but anyways i hope y'all enjoy this, there's one more part after this and it's gonna contain ALL the dirty bits >:) note: please keep in mind of the tags above and do not proceed if triggering or uncomfortable, especially if you are a minor!! do not read my or any other writers' dark content if you are underaged. this is a fictional work and does not reflect irl morals, do not believe this is how a real romance works or functions.

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Drowning was certainly an odd feeling. You were on the teetering edge of consciousness and unconsciousness, but it was definite that you were unable to completely open your eyes. It was disgustingly warm and humid, but a sudden spike of cold hit your moistened skin as you were getting pulled out of something.

Someone was pushing on your chest rapidly, muffled begging echoing in your eardrums. A few more sturdy pumps on your chest and you turned your head suddenly, throwing up any liquid that remained in your lungs and shooting up roughly coughing. You... you weren't dead? But you swore that you were just eaten by Bertolt.

You continued to cough to clear out the remnants of whatever you were in but began to observe your surroundings at the same time. Your blurred eyes first latched on the one who cleared your lungs, the person having a relieved but worried smile on his face. Your vision suddenly cleared in a furious rage.

"You fucker!"

Throwing yourself on the black haired man, your hands wrapped around his throat angrily and squeezed down as hard as you possibly could. The deep slice that Mikasa had once made was long gone and you wished that she had managed to slice his head clean off. He gagged under your hands, weakly trying to pull them off. You were only stopped as another man harshly told you to knock it off and pulled at the back of your shirt away from Bertolt, seeing him gasp for air and hold his neck.

"Don't fucking touch me Braun." You hissed, slapping the newly replaced hand off of you. You didn't want him to ever touch you ever again, the mere thought disgusting you.

"Y/N-"

"I don't want to hear it, not from two rats like you and you."

You took more observations with the environment, seeing that they ended up at the forest that the Female Titan had taken many lives in. Eren and Ymir were here too, passed out on another branch of the large tree. Eren's arms were cut off from the elbow, and Ymir's arm and leg were still regenerating slowly. Cruel pieces of shit.

"Be grateful that Bertolt managed to not dissolve you in his mouth, otherwise you'd be digesting in his stomach by now." He was talking to you peacefully as if this was all normal and nothing happened, but all you wanted to do was stab his goddamn heart out.

"Grateful? Grateful?!" You scornfully laughed aloud, an angry expression still worn. "I'd rather be a meal by now than talking to you."

Your hand reached over where your sword should've been but there was nothing there, being swallowed whole by Bertolt must've crushed up your gear or maybe the stomach acid destroyed them. Weird that it didn't kill you but it was most definitely frustrating that you had nothing to defend yourself. You reared him in the stomach with your elbow, turning around to face him as you attempted to punch his face. But he grabbed your hand before you could throw one, pushing you down onto the branch and pinning you back down.

"I told you Reiner, she'd be too much trouble to take back home." Bertolt fretted as he ran a hand through his short hair. You stopped struggling under the man, looking at the other with confusion.

"...What did you say?"

"I'm taking you back to our homeland, you and those two." Was he delusional, he had to be delusional.

"This is the only place that humanity remains, are you telling me you're taking me to a land where Titans live?!" You screeched and Reiner covered your mouth with his free hand, shutting you up. You bit down on his hand but he didn't move away, only pressing down harder until you stopped. Dull teeth were never going to be able to tear through a monster's skin.

"You're being unreasonable, it's a continent across the sea called Marley. Bertolt, Annie, and I came from there, our mission was to retrieve the Founding Titan from Paradis Island. It's been years since we left our home and now we can finally leave. Shame we weren't able to retrieve what we actually came for." He grumbled the last part but you were horrified with what he had just revealed. He and Bertolt lied about their backstory, they never lived in Wall Maria; they decimated it. They destroyed your life. Destroyed other peoples' lives.

But you were even more confused, you weren't a Titan shifter like them so why did he want to bring you along?

You tried to speak under his hand, only for it to be muffled, so he released his hold from your mouth.

"Why... Why bring me? I don't have any Titan form like the lot of you."

Reiner smiled down at you, the kind where it held such excitement that you wanted to puke.

"I decided that we were going to get married in Marley. You'll be my wife, but it's going to be a difficult process trying to have a Paradisian Eldian apply for citizenship."

"You're insane!" You shrieked, gaping with dread. No way in hell were you going to marry this crazy Titan guy, not after you found out that he was in cahoots with the other that fucked up your life.

"You're fucking insane if you think I'll marry you!"

You started to struggle underneath him, panic setting in again. This was your home, your only home in the world. No matter where Reiner would take you, it would never be a home of yours. Was that why he asked that question way back then?

"Hoover, you can't let him do this! Why are you enabling him when I have no use to you?!" You cried out to the man in vain, his gaze avoiding yours completely. Reiner shot a glare at his friend as he struggled to keep you apprehended under him. Cowardly fuck.

Through the haze of your alarmed anger, Bertolt mentioned to his partner-in-crime that he should knock you out again so you'd stop screaming so much.

Oh, so now he wants to talk. You were about to reply with a snarky response but deft fingers pinched a part of your neck, and you fell silent, falling asleep once more.

"Why'd you have to choose the one who's giving us too much of a fight Reiner?" Bertolt sighed and the man promptly ignored him, lifting you up gently to tie your hands together and to wrap your mouth with a cloth.

"Once we reach the Shiganshina District and meet up with Zeke, that's where we'll drop off Y/N so she won't be a part of the fight anymore."

"Will we be able to reach there on time? The Corps must be after us already and we still have to get Annie." Reiner set you down gently and patted his friend on the back.

"Don't worry, once we reach him and discuss what we can do to get her back, you can finally confess to her."

"Reiner!"

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You didn't know how long you were out for, fading in and out of consciousness yet again. Whatever they did to you, it kept you well asleep for a while. You do remember faint glimpses, from being hoisted on this four-legged Titan's back to being medically treated by strangers. You faintly felt their fingers poke and prod at you, like you were some kind of unknown specimen, a new species. Yet the one thing you couldn't remember was that you never saw Reiner or Bertolt, no they weren't there for as long as you slept.

Maybe it was a dream, all of this. You were sleeping in the Corps dorms, the girls had forgotten to wake you up for today's duties, and you'd soon get scolded by the short captain and being told to mop the floor till it's squeaky clean. Everything was fine. As fine as it could get in this world.

Drowsiness was the first thing that hit you. You noticed that it was nighttime, dim lantern light being the only source that lit up the room... a metal room?

In confusion, you sat up. There was a circular window on one of the sides of the wall and you walked up to it, wobbling from unsteadiness and exhaustion. When you looked out, there was nothing but a dark and unwelcoming emptiness.

A large iron door with its own window was on the other side of the room and you took a few steps towards it, pulling the knob down and opening it. It groaned open and you examined the outside, checking both sides of the hallway. More cold metal encased everything that you saw, where in the world were you right now?

Heavy footsteps clanged towards you and you panicked, closing the door quickly and jumping back in bed, pretending that you were still asleep. The familiar groaning was heard, the steps quieter and slower as they approached you. You had half the mind to jump and attack the person that entered, but a reasonable part of you told you not to do it.

"Y/N?" Well look who arrived, your new worst enemy.

As much as you didn't want to see him, you turned your body towards him anyway. Relief flooded in his expression and he reached over to caress your face. You avoid it completely, pushing him away with your hand. You asked softly with a firm tone, "Where are we?"

"You probably don't know this kind of advanced machinery, but we're on a boat back to Marley." Ah, so the scouts weren't able to retrieve you. What unfortunate and devastating information you've learned. Tears began to well up but you brushed those sad thoughts aside, they probably thought you were already dead from when Bertolt grabbed you on top of the wall.

"Eren and Ymir?"

"Eren was taken back, we weren't able to retrieve him unfortunately. Ymir's here though, she went with us with no complaints." Was he just saying that or was she also forced on board? And how lucky Eren was to be saved once again by the scouts and his friends. So. Damn. Lucky.

"...Hoover?"

"Dead." Goosebumps rose up on your skin, wasn't he the Colossal Titan? They... they finally managed to kill that fifty meter fucker?

"How?"

"Eren and Armin are quite the clever ones, Armin now has the Colossal's power because of their plan." What did that mean? You wanted to ask but his face was twisted in a vague, hidden pain.

You decided to stop asking questions for his sake and the two of you were silent, the only movements he made were him sitting down on the edge of the bed. Remembering back to what he said in the forest, you stupidly decided to bring it up.

"I don't want to be your wife." You whispered in a shaky tone, clenching the blanket in a tight fist.

"You'll learn to accept it for what it is. You'll like it there, no over-the-top walls and you'll be able to meet my mother. She'll disagree with our relationship at first, but she'll learn to like you, I prom-"

You shook your head, frustrated that he wasn't listening to you again. Trying to deescalate the situation, you attempted to talk him out of it.

"Braun, you're not in the right state of mind. You were my friend, a brother. I never wanted to date or marry you, especially now that I know who you really are. I'm sorry."

Reiner was quiet, deathly still kind of quiet. If he wasn't mentally unhinged before, he could definitely now be.

"Don't test me Y/N. I have all the patience in the world for you, but right now, there's not a single soul here that will save you for what I could do to you. And there are many things I want to do to you."

He reached over to you and you flinched, terrified that he was about to strike you after knowing what kind of strength he possessed. Yet no sharp pain came nor a broken jaw, just gentle rubs against your cheek were administered instead. You peeked through your closed eyes, only seeing a twisted, infatuated look directed towards you. An idea popped in your head, you'd use him in order to escape.

You'll be able to find your way back home one way or another eventually, but for now, you'd play the part Reiner wants from you. His loving and doting wife.

You tilted your face closer to his touch, even pressing his hand closer to your cheek with your own. You watched him smile happily and lean close to you, warmth spreading across your skin. The two of you shared a stare, your heart beating wildly in your ribcage.

Reiner pulled you close to him and gave you a soft kiss on your forehead. You wanted to cringe away from him, wanted to uppercut him right in the jaw. But you had to hide your hate, it's the only way you'll manage to get out.

"See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" He asked, voice completely over the moon.

"We'll take our time, I'll wait until you're ready."

"Yeah okay... that sounds like a plan."

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You stayed in a prison room for weeks. To be completely honest, you stopped counting once you reached around the sixteenth day. When the boat boarded Marley, you and Reiner were surrounded by Marleyan militia that moved the both of you into a containment area.

Those hate-filled looks from these foreign people, you couldn't understand what you did to make them look at you like that.

You were just like them... right?

You saw a glimpse of Ymir being shoved out with her hands and mouth wrapped, and you were happy to see another familiar face. But that happiness did not last long as she was moved into a different building from yours, giving you a pitiful and sorrowful look. In your heart, you knew it would be the last time you'd see the girl. Poor, poor Historia...

Reiner told you that you'd be staying in the cell until your citizenship and marriage certification were approved, but he'd visit you everyday and teach you the language and history between Marley and Eldia. You somewhat appreciated that he was willing to take the time to actually help you learn. His naiveness only made it easier for you to escape this place faster.

Along with him teaching you, he began telling you his real life. The real story of Reiner Braun, the Marley warrior and not the Paradis soldier. He was a product of a Marleyan-blooded father and an Eldian-blooded mother, dedicating himself as a child to become a warrior so his father would come back and his family would finally be whole again. But he rejected him, never seeing him as his son due to his Eldian lineage. You felt just a smidge of sympathy for him as he spoke about it, even if your own family was long gone because of him, everyone was still loved equally.

After he was chosen to become the Armored Titan, four out of six warriors were told to go to Paradis in order to retrieve the Founding Titan. Marcel, the user that had the Jaw Titan, was unfortunately eaten by Ymir; you were shocked to find out that is how one became a Titan Shifter, hearing the morbid truth behind the shifting. Despite losing one of their members, they still continued with their operation.

That was the start of everything, from the death of your family to you joining the training corps years later to you sparring him to now. He rambled on and on about you, telling you things that made your gut negatively twist. How he has been watching you after the training spar to how he collected your flower rings as memorabilia, all these things before you truly befriended this monster.

Reiner says he has been deeply in love with you since then but the way you saw it, he was just a mad man that was using you as an anchor for his own sanity.

He didn't love you.

You were just a toy, the closest person he could attach to after losing everyone in Paradis. You were unknowingly keeping him level through the years. Fear was slowly seeping in as you would not know how he would react if he knew your plans for escaping.

He mustn't know a single peep of your escape, not a single word.

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It's been roughly three years since you've been taken from Paradis Island.

You have become well-acquainted to what Marley has to offer, despite living in the internment zone of Liberio and wearing an armband that symbolizes your supposed "devil" lineage. It was a decently peaceful life, you were able to do things that you didn't normally do in Paradis like go shopping for groceries and clothing; you were able to walk down streets without worrying if a Titan was nearby or about to bust through the wall.

It was similar to life back home, just more advanced technologically. You were shocked to learn what planes and cars were, accidentally clinging on Reiner's arm when a few flew overhead and some drove by. But the biggest glaring difference for you though was that a nearly fifty meter wall never blocked your sight as you stared into the skies.

Reiner had you meet the other warriors and his family over the years, they were the ones you were mostly allowed to speak to. They were a struggle to win over, it always hurt being called names and being threatened at. Eventually they had no choice but accept you as his wife, seeing how kind you treated him and how despite them constantly berating you, you never gave up nor frowned at their cruel treatment.

Truth be told, you could care less if they liked you but it was important to him to have you get along with them. He cared a lot about family, which you can understand well.

With the warriors, you preferred chatting with Pieck out of the lot of them. Zeke was too intimidating to speak to and it always felt that he was scheming something, and Porco didn't really like talking to you in general, most likely because you came from enemy lines. So Pieck was pretty much a neutral option as she didn't really look at you all that differently like many people do in this nation. You found out that she was the four-legged Titan — Cart Titan, as they liked to call it — that transported you to the boat, a small kindness but also a duty she was set to fulfill for the other warrior.

"You're one of us now." She once mentioned in a hushed tone.

"Are you saying that to make me feel better about my situation?" You questioned as you folded a sheet over your legs, glancing at the woman standing next to you.

"Hm... perhaps I am but we're all people simply trying to survive in the end, right?" Pieck ruffled your hair gently, soon walking away to find Porco. That made you think more than you should have, so you tried to avoid conversations about being Eldian or being from Paradis.

To the more serious issues, your marriage with Reiner has been... upsettingly decent. The act of trying to be a perfect wife had slipped unfortunately, there were many impatient attempts of trying to kill him but you knew all too well afterwards that those were for naught. So you put your murderous intentions on pause temporarily, waiting and waiting for the right moment.

To your luck, he never really put any pressure or punishment on you, mostly because he was gone most of the time fighting small wars in various parts of Marley. You were happy that he was gone so often for so long and trusted you enough to give you the freedom of going out, it gave you time to continue planning. You were able to take and hide money right under his nose and you bought a diary, writing your scheme down so you wouldn't forget; you decided to vent your thoughts as well since no one in Liberio was able to understand what you were going through.

You hid these items in a shoebox in the closet, pushing it to the back to ensure that he wouldn't catch it at a first glance. He never really dug in there anyways, you've noted.

On most occasions, you find yourself praying to some God for him to die in one of those fights but every time, he comes back completely fine. It's always a punch in the gut when you open the door and see him beaming down towards you. You force yourself to grin and greet him with a kiss, just as he taught you to. The few days he was here, he'd be extremely affectionate, demanding that you'd be next to his side at all times before he goes again. You learned not to flinch or cringe away from his kisses, even now that they're more directed to your lips.

Sometimes the kisses would grow into something more. He'd pull you into his lap or push you against the wall, his kisses becoming more needier as he planted one after another on your lips. Reiner's hips would meet yours, bodies too hot under the fabric. You'd catch yourself trying to remove his beige uniform coat and white button-up while his hands roamed around your body, desperately attempting to remove yours.

Realizing what was about to happen, you'd push him or yourself off, darting towards the bathroom in a dazed shock. Reiner never stopped you once from leaving — maybe held onto your hand for too long once — but this had to stop.

You shouldn't let yourself get too attached, you didn't need it to hurt when you were going to leave Marley. Why were you even trying to delude yourself into being romantically involved with him in the first place? Sure, it would be a more convincing façade but that fact was that it simply disgusted you to imagine him touching more than what you're used to.

You used to fight him so much, from not wanting to sleep in the same bed to him having to catch the kitchen knife with his hand to prevent you from stabbing him while you were making dinner. But that fight you had was almost completely eradicated, it just took some harsh threats and a near transformation for you to comply. Even though you were a perfect complacent wife, Reiner wanted a family, a complete one that he had always dreamed of coming home to.

He knew you were avoiding the topic of children, he had always known for the three years he's been married to you. He wanted to respect you and your boundaries, but he just keeps getting more riled up the more you avoid him. The intense make-out sessions with nothing afterwards hurt and he could definitely tell that you keep stopping yourself from just letting loose with him.

But fuck, it's becoming an increasingly difficult task containing himself from just taking you right then and there. On the days he was away from you, Reiner had constant thoughts about you. Thoughts containing where he imagined you sucking his cock, images of you spreading your pussy lips open for him so he could pleasure the hell out of you, or vivid ideations where you'd let him pound and cum so deeply in you that you'd be leaking out for days.

They were especially embarrassing for him when they came late at night when they're traveling on the blimps to the next destination. Reiner would have to shuffle awkwardly to the back or 'roam' into a hidden room where no one saw him go into, completely hard from a simple conception. He'd unzip and pull his white pants all the way down so his cum wouldn't stain the material, and jerk his cock off until he felt satiated enough. You were killing him from keeping him away from what he wants the most out of you.

When he comes back to Liberio to see you, he has to force himself from not trying to rip off your clothes the moment you open the door. You'd always give him a small peck as a greeting but he wants more, he has always wanted more.

You'd swat him away after, telling him that he should freshen up before dinner as you walked back to the kitchen, hips swaying side to side. Were you doing that on purpose or was he that deprived from not having sex with you? You goddamn tease.

Thus on the receiving end, Reiner has been struggling sexually since his marriage to you.

He'd bring it up on occasion, small mentions of having little ones run around or how happy he'd be seeing miniature versions of the two of you. Yet, you'd always avert the conversation to something else, asking about when he'd be going away again and if he'd visit the family soon because Gabi has been asking to see him. You've always focused on him so in return, he wanted to treat you out to somewhere nice before asking the big question about children.

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Knock, knock.

You looked up from the stew you were making, lowering the heat and wiping off your hands before opening the door. Low and behold, your dear husband had returned from the latest mission, leaning down for you to press a quick kiss on his lips.

"Reiner. You're back early."

"Finished up pretty quickly, Zeke was able to take out the opposing side with Pure Titans with no further issues." Reiner pushed the hair away from your eyes and smiled, planting another kiss on your forehead. He pulled away and took a glance into the kitchen, sniffing the air before squinting.

"Cooking something?"

"Your mom taught me a recipe yesterday, she said that it's something that you used to like eating when you were young. She told me to make it before you came home so I was trying it out." You shrugged as you closed the door, striding back over to the stove. He followed after you, watching you closely. Reiner had to keep an eye on you just in case you didn't poison the food, which you weren't able to because his body rejected it, throwing it up before it was completely in his system.

You didn't know how he was able to do it, maybe it had something to do with his stupid Titan shifting, but you never did it again. Not after he almost transformed in front of you, the angry and electrifying glint in his eyes was indubitably unforgettable.

"Go clean yourself up, it's almost ready."

"I didn't transform this week though Y/N. I shouldn't be smelling like blood." He frowned, his arms slithering around your waist and pulling you close to his body. Here he was being touchy again. 

"You still smell gross, you were around your sweaty comrades for a week. And you know how I know what that smells like." Grumbling that he was going to get you dirty, you pulled his arms off of you, continuing to stir the stew. Reiner simply laughed at you, kissing the side of your head and mumbling a soft love you before walking upstairs to bathe. You were about to yell at him to use the scented soap that you recently bought in the shop but paused, hand over your mouth.

You sounded like a loving wife, an actual loving wife.

The two of you shared this kind of banter rather than you constantly trying to find ways to kill him before you left. It was becoming too... normal for your liking. It wasn't supposed to be like this, he was your kidnapper and a mass murderer, but it didn't seem that way anymore. No, the two of you were seen as the couple that are constantly at odds with each other, but still loved each other regardless.

A Marleyan who fell in love with a Paradisian. A Paradisian who fell in love with a Marleyan. The perfect forbidden romance.

The next time Reiner would leave for war, you had to go back to Paradis. No more hesitating and scheming. You stole and saved up enough money to pay off the man who promised to take you to the island with no questions asked, you'd finally be able to go home. If Eren was still there and still alive, he must've figured out how to patch the holes by now. You'd prefer living in the walls hiding away from Titans than living this kind of life, this life of faulty freedom.

You poured a couple of spoonfuls of stew in a bowl, trying to even out the meat and vegetables. Heavy footsteps creaked the wood above you, the sound following down the stairs. Reiner was dressed in a dark green long-sleeve, the color similar to way back in the cadet training days. You looked away, shutting your eyes tight; to you, those days were long gone. Placing the bowl down in front of him and settling down in the seat opposite, you began to eat.

"I want to take you into the city later this month." You paused before putting the spoon in your mouth and looked up, your head tilting to the side.

"Outside of the internment zone?" Reiner nodded, blowing on a piece of meat. You rarely went there without him, even if you were considered a Marleyan with your armband. The people stared too intensely at you for your own liking, sometimes spitting vile things loudly or under their breaths, so you only went with your husband or Pieck if she was available.

"What are we going to do there? Is there something important that is needed of me?" You questioned and he laughed softly, nodding his head.

"Of course it has something to do with you. We're going on a date." Dates were rare between the two of you as he never stayed long and you were left alone to your own devices. It was a request of Reiner to be able to see you for short periods of time, you didn't know if it was because he was making sure you haven't run off or that he genuinely wanted to check on you. He mentioned that he would be off until he would be called in for the next fight, so he wanted to devote all his time with you.

"You don't have anything to do with the militia or your family?"

"Not really, no orders for now. And we have all the time in the world to visit them, don't you worry." He wiped his mouth before standing up, picking up your empty bowl and kissing your head once more.

Tolerate it, you can tolerate it.

"It's a nice restaurant that I heard the higher ups talk about, they accept Marley-approved Eldians as well so we won't get stared at. I know how much you don't like the stares."

You just hummed in reply. You sat watching him clean the bowls, leaning on the table with your arm. Reiner definitely changed physically the past few years, his body becoming noticeably bulkier under his clothes and stubble had grown in; though you hated him with every inch of your skin, you had to admit that the more mature look on him was fitting.

You haven't changed much, your hair may have grown longer since there was no need to cut it short anymore and you must've gained a little bit more weight due to the constant cooking. But your feelings have still stayed the same, complete and utter resentment for the man you were forced to wed to.

"I'm going to bed."

"I'll be joining you soon."

You had to check if the box and diary was still there, making sure that the money was the exact amount as well. You picked up your pencil and started quickly jotting down your thoughts for today.

Reiner has come home early today, I was caught off guard. This might be the last time I write in this as I finally reached my goal to pay off that man. I'll be able to go home when he leaves for war again.

Would they remember me? I would be considered a ghost because of Bertolt. I'll tell them everything that happened here if they haven't figured it out yet, that there's humanity beyond the walls and they're the reason why we suffered for so long behind them.

If I leave this behind and if you, Reiner, find this when I'm long gone, know that I've always hated you. I've always been sickened by your touch and your kisses, I never meant any of those I love yous, and I've always wished you died horribly during the times you went off to those battles. I wanted to receive a letter or be told personally that you were killed in action, shot down by the cannons that were able to pierce through your armor. I'd weep, not of sadness but of joy because I would be finally be free from your clutches. Whatever you thought you taught me in order to be your perfect spouse, I was playing a role in order to survive this insanity of yours.

The creaks of the floorboards were starting to grow closer and you panicked, writing down your last words.

I never loved you and I never will. Don't try to go back to Paradis to find me. You would have to bring back my dead body in order to bring me back to Marley.

Hastily closing the diary, you stashed it back in the box and shoved it back in. As you stood up, you started to pretend to change your clothes, trying to unbutton your shirt. The door soon opened, back towards him as he stepped closer. He reached over and tugged at your hand, pulling it until you faced him and wrapped his arms around your waist securely, hoisting you up. You steadied yourself as you placed your hands on his chest, your heart ached dully as he tenderly gazed upon you.

"I love you."

You bit down on your tongue before putting on the kindest smile possible.

"I love you too."

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"Good afternoon Ms. Braun." You bowed your head respectively towards the woman, arm linked with Reiner's. Usually after he comes home, the two of you would visit his family and celebrate the success of the Marleyan forces. It wasn't really a choice in the matter, they were happy that he was alive and you weren't.

"Oh Y/N, you know you can call me Karina now. We're both Brauns, aren't we?" She grabbed your hand and patted it gently, a small smile on her face.

"Right. My apologies." The two of you walked in the home, a small body suddenly colliding into his.

His cousin, Gabi, was hugging him tightly with a beaming grin. She was a fireball of a child, her fiery personality reminding you of a particular someone back home. She was the only member in the Braun family that still didn't really like you, even stating it aloud a few times, but you didn't mind. Though her words cut deep, it proved that someone in this family knew that you didn't belong here.

The two were talking to each other, something about the warrior campaign, but you didn't care and excused yourself into the kitchen. When you came to celebrate, you usually helped Reiner's mother with the food while he spoke with his other family. She welcomed you in, explaining what dishes to help prepare and what to set up in the dining room. This was like clockwork, it has been ever since you've been here.

"My son has been speaking to me about something important," Karina spoke as the two of you cut vegetables together, placing them into a bowl. "He says that the two of you are planning to have children soon."

Your blood ran cold, pausing your chopping. No way in hell were you keen on bearing his children, not now and not ever. But you simply laughed, as if it was a funny little joke.

"Reiner said that? I told him that we weren't ready, especially with his work right now."

"Oh, but it's been over 3 years now. I'd expected to have a few grandchildren by now, especially with how he coddles you."

There were one too many occurrences where the two of you were awfully close to laying in bed with one another, your face suddenly burning up as you reminisced on those moments. You would never give him yourself like that though, you'd never give him what he wants.

"I'm just worried that our children would be raised without their loving father."

Karina's face softened as she put down the knife, wiping her hands.

"You're a good woman Y/N. I would like to apologize for treating you differently because you came from the island devils. After all, they are the reason why we Eldians here are treated like this." There goes that Paradis Island Eldian talk again, but you did somewhat appreciate the half-assed apology.

"Thank you... Karina. I know it must have been difficult trying to accept me into your family because of my origins, I apologize for the trouble I gave you." No, you didn't feel sorry at all but it was better to suck it up than to start a scene where you could end up possibly dead. The two of you continued to cook for the others, making light conversation with one another about recipes and how each other's weeks were.

Reiner leaned on the doorway, watching you hard at work with his mother. You've always looked so pretty when you were focused, pulling your hair back with a cloth before you began to knead the dough. You were going to wash your flour-covered hands before you bumped into his chest, his hand resting on the small of your back before you could pull away.

"Working hard, aren't you my lovely wife?" You've always hated when he called you affectionate names because of the way it made your stomach flip.

"You're going to get your shirt dirty Reiner, flour is hard to clean once it gets on your clothes." Ignoring him, you tried pulling away from him but his hand would not budge, the grip only tightening. You mumbled to let go so you could wash up but no dice.

"I've been dirtied with worse. Maybe if you give me a kiss, I'll let you go." It was always awkward kissing in front of his family, you've never had gotten used to that part and you never will. You tip-toed and quickly gave a peck on his lips, but he made no moves, only wearing a small smirk. Fucker.

You tip-toed once more and pulled his face with your dirtied hands, pressing your lips much more deeply into his. As you pulled away with an irritated expression, you asked him one question.

"Happy?"

Reiner licked his lips, smugly grinning as he wiped the flour off his cheeks.

"One more and I'll consider."

"Go fuck yourself." You hissed quietly, finally giving one large shove and he finally released you. He laughed, murmuring a small apology as he pressed his lips on your forehead. His mother reprimanded him, telling him he shouldn't disturb a lady while she is cooking. As she continued to scold him, you were scrubbing the muck off your hands.

Happy couple on the outside, kidnapper and kidnappee on the inside.

Dinner was fine as it usually was, the men got drunk and the women were left to clean up after them. Gabi asked him to tell the family stories of his time on the island and he made up a tall tale about Sasha and the first orientation of the 104th Training Corps. The infamous event of the uneven split potato between her and Commander Shadis, getting reminded of the story made you even more homesick than ever. Even more reason to see your friends again.

You waved a goodbye to the family as you held Reiner's body up, trying to prevent him from falling from his drunken stupor. It would be quite nice if you could just let him fall flat on the ground and leave him there until morning came, but you didn't want to face his wrath about it.

He was luckily a quiet drunk, mumbling incoherently as you walked through the streets with him, exhaling angrily as you stumbled around. You were so close to just letting him sleep on the street until your name was called, your head turning and seeing a familiar face.

"Galliard?"

"Jeez, I've been calling for you. You turning deaf or what?" The brashness of his words made you huff in response and he helped you hold up the taller man, shaking his head disapprovingly. Out of everyone in the nation that you knew, Porco was the one you least wanted to bump into for assistance. He and Reiner didn't get along that well, he mentioned once to you that they had some tension in their childhood.

"An easy win and the idiot gets this drunk, can't imagine what he's like when we win harder battles."

"On those days, we have to sleep over at his mother's and those mornings are the absolute worst." Porco snorted, adjusting his arm as the two of you walked together.

"Tell me about it, he's barely keeping himself upright. What's he thinking making you carry him home?"

You shrugged, lightly chuckling. "I've carried heavier, it's just been a while."

"You were an island devil soldier right?" There's that name again but you nodded in response.

"You're so frail-looking for a soldier, it's a miracle you passed as one."

You shot a glare at him, stopping in your stride. "What? Me? Frail?"

"You sure are. You're only a housewife for Vice Captain Reiner Braun, you only serve to warm his bed and cook his food. You? A soldier? What a joke." Your nails dug into the skin of your palm, hard enough that you were sure it drew blood.

That was the cruel reality of your situation, you were no longer a soldier. Just a war wife. He was right, you were a complete and utter joke of the person that you once were.

"Spar me then."

"What?" It felt like Reiner was no longer in the vicinity, all you wanted was to prove Porco wrong. You weren't frail, you were a goddamn Survey Corps soldier.

"Spar me goddammit, I won't repeat it. And don't bother holding back."

You pulled Reiner to a bench, almost shoving his body in the seat before facing the other man. There was an unsure look on his face but all the frustration and anger that was built up over the years was about to blow up out of you, and you put your fists up in your familiar defensive position.

Three whole years you haven't touched up nor sharpened your skills but at this moment, it didn’t matter. You were tired, exhausted from being looked down upon constantly. You were sick of Marleyan and Eldian talk and you were sick of Porco's ego right now.

"What? Don't tell me you're scared of getting defeated by an island devil? Or are you scared of losing to a woman?" You taunted, his face going from shock to an angry scowl.

A burst of energy flowed through your body as he ran at you, a jab targeted towards your face. You couldn't let your timing be off, you needed the advantage as much as possible. Quickly, you intertwined his arm with yours and swiped at his legs, effectively making him fall away from you. He landed on his back, sputtering out the remnants of air in his lungs.

You could give your blessings to Annie and Commander Shadis another time. Adrenaline rushed through your veins as you slammed him down on the ground, teeth bared as you straddled onto his stomach.

"I do not give a damn if you continue to think I'm the devil of your people. I'm fed up with being thought of as weak by assholes like you." Porco tried pulling his arm away but you gripped onto him harder, eyes lit ablaze. You socked him right in the nose, knuckles white from gripping your fist so tightly. It hurt — fuck — everything hurt right now.

He used his free hand to hold your wrist and you struggled to break the hold, pulling and tugging in every direction wildly. His nose was bleeding, red trails slipping down the side of his face. Slight steam began to arise from the site, just barely blurring your vision.

"I'm tired, I'm so fucking tired. You have absolutely no clue what it's like to have everything stolen away from you! To be taken away from everything and everyone that you know!" You lamented in frustration, continuing to try and shake out of his hold.

The wild anger you once had faltered into sadness, tears welling up as your grip loosened, fist falling at your side. Your moment of weakness caused him to immediately flip you over, your positions both switched as he pinned your wrist down while the other was raised up, ready to strike down. Before he swung down, you closed your eyes, clenching your jaw as you awaited for the contact.

Yet nothing came.

As you opened your tear-blurred eyes, his knuckles were mere centimeters away from your face before he pulled it away. The two of you breathed heavily on the dirty cobble road, intensely gazing at each other. The blood from his bruised and probably broken nose was smeared above his upper lip and the side of his cheek. His usually combed back hair was all messy, light brown strands falling on his forehead. To be honest, it looked nicer that way...

You blinked and felt tears drop down the side of your face, an exasperated laugh coming out.

"I'm sorry Galliard, I must be going insane..." Porco's hands released you, letting you wipe the tears off your face as he lifted his weight off of you.

"What's the truth behind you two? Three years ago, Reiner says that you couldn't bear parting from him so you willingly went with him here. Obviously that's not the case for your side of the story." He grumbled, helping you up from the ground before slicking back his hair. He placed his hands on his nose and snapped it back into place, the sound making you cringe.

Solemnly, you took a glance at your husband's sleeping form. "In Paradis, Reiner was my friend, the older brother I thought I had back. I loved him, but not in the way that he loves me. You wouldn't fall in love with your kidnapper, right?"

Porco was silent but you knew what his answer would be, rather you hoped you knew what his answer was. You sighed as you dusted off your dress all around.

"Why haven't you left Liberio if you're so unhappy? Can't believe a Marley certified Eldian wouldn't even think twice about moving back to the island devils." Could you trust Porco with your plan? No, you couldn't. It was too risky, especially with him being his supposed childhood rival. And he was obviously loyal to his country, no way would he let the knowledge of you going back home slide.

"No no, it's nice here. I never said that I wanted to go back to Paradis, I'm simply not used to the advancement that Marley has over my homeland. Sure, it’s frustrating to start fresh but I like it here. It's just being forcibly wed to Reiner I can't deal with."

"Divorce is an option y'know, I don't know how it works in your home but it's not frowned upon here." Was it not clicking for him?

If you weren't in severe risk of getting killed by your so-called husband, you would've preferred that option. Reiner had given you no other choice but to escape back home, even if there was a risk of you dying at sea. You'd prefer that than dying from his own hands.

"I'll think about it. For now, let's try getting him home." Porco snorted as he watched you attempt to lift him up by yourself.

"Nah, I think we should just leave him here. I'll take the blame for you, I’ll say that he thought he went with you to go home but really he left without you while he was drunk and I found him here. Doubt he remembers anything from when he left his mom's."

Your eyes lit up and widened, looking at the man in shock. "You'd do that for me?"

He tensed up, his body turning in another direction. "Yeah whatever. Think of it as an apology for earlier."

A smile grew on your face as you thanked him again, almost skipping back to your home. However before you did, you turned to ask him one last question.

"Why didn't you hit me? I told you not to hold back."

He didn't look at you, preferring to keep his attention to the road as he kicked at a pebble.

"I was tempted to after you said all of that shit and pulled what you did. But I didn't want to leave something that Reiner would ask about. You don't got the healing properties that we shifters have so this," He pointed at his nose. "Would be fixed in a few minutes or so. Reiner would kill me if he found out I pummeled your face in, but he wouldn't be able to beat me of course."

You knew that he couldn't —well maybe he could, you weren't too knowledgeable about the different Titan powers — but you laughed at his confidence. He scowled at you and kicked the pebble in your direction, telling you to go home already. Maybe Porco wasn't as bad as you originally thought, even if he had a sharp-tongue and never thought about what he said until after it came out.

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Days seemed to fly by after that night, your determination to finally go home being ignited even more than before. Reiner came home in a frantic manner the morning after the fiasco with Porco, apologizing profusely for his behavior and how he left without you, making it up by cooking every meal for a week straight. He never questioned the bruising on your knuckles, only focusing on making it up to you.

For a kidnapper, he sure was thoughtful.

Beyond that, you began to hang around Porco more alongside Pieck. There were days where it was just the two of you, making snide comments towards each other before bursting out laughing at the end of it. You were always filled with pure, unadulterated joy when you were around him and he made you feel quite comfortable to be yourself, even if you've been here for years now.

Porco has always been honest with you, never has he sugarcoated anything he said to you. What once was something you hated from him, you began to view it in a new light and appreciate it much more, it kept you more grounded. There was a line however, he never mentioned you being a housewife nor about being "delicate" after that night and you wondered if you actually proven yourself worthy towards him. You would appreciate this relationship more if not for the conditions.

It didn't go unnoticed that Reiner had been more attentive towards your sudden keenness towards Porco when you began to hang around him more than usual. He became grabbier, pulling you against him by your waist whenever the two of you were around the warriors. When your attention was focused on Porco, he'd shoot daggers at him while scowling but he'd promptly ignore it. Reiner would do anything for you and here you were, being an absolute fucking slut to his comrade. His tipping point was beginning to spill over, so he finally decided to take on a heavier precaution in order to send a message to that damned Jaw Titan inheritor.

It had occurred where you were simply enjoying a short lunch with the warrior. He was originally supposed to quickly drop off a letter to Reiner but you practically pulled him inside regardless of his protests. He could've left but he didn't, sarcastically making a comment on how ridiculous it was that you liked him this much as he took a bite of the sandwich you made. You simply responded that he likes you enough to stay and that shut him up immediately.

Reiner came in from the backyard, ready to ask you something before his eyes captured the familiar slick-backed hair of his fellow warrior, who was in the midst of kindly smiling at you as you spoke. Porco never smiled like that, not to you, not to an island devil.

"Reiner." His name was called by him and he simply tipped his head at him in acknowledgement, leaning against the wall. You turned your head towards him, eyes wide before you got up and set your cup down.

"Oh Reiner! I was about to let you know that Galliard decided to join us for lunch, must've slipped my mind." You sheepishly smiled and he scoffed, taking a sip out of his cup.

"Yeah okay, decided. I was actually supposed to give you a letter Reiner, but she," He pointed at you as you stuck your tongue at him. "Pulled me inside and asked me to join you two. What can I say, can't resist free food."

Why did you act like that to him? When did you start acting like this towards him? Why was Porco hanging around his wife? Reiner suddenly felt uneasy but at the same time, the scorching flames of his obsession began to fire up.

"Very funny Galliard. Go sit down, I'll get your food ready Reiner." You were about to usher him to his seat, grabbing his hand and tugging before he pulled you close to him by the waist instead.

The words died in your mouth as you were about to ask him what was wrong, eyes meeting each other before he kissed you. He tilted your chin up with his free hand before promptly shoving his tongue through your lips.

A light gasp escaped your mouth as his tongue faintly brushed against yours, the sound muffled. You were about to retreat, thinking he was satiated with what he wanted, but he simply jerked you closer. Your hands fell on his body and his thigh slipped in between your legs, the action hidden with the dress you wore. The smallest twinge of pleasure shuddered down your back and you briefly closed your eyes, letting him continue to ravage you.

Unbeknownst to you, he was glaring holes into your companion, who was awkwardly staring before focusing his attention to his lukewarm tea.

Unconsciously you started to return his kiss, nearly matching the intensity. Reiner's hand began to grip the cloth of your back and it took all his willpower not to take you right in front of him, his cock twitching at the prospect of it.

It would prove his point even more, that everything of yours belonged to him and him only.

You finally found the strength to pull away, a strand of saliva breaking as you rushed to grab his lunch in the kitchen. That was... new. Things got like this, but never in front of someone else and never this badly. Your body lurched over the counter, the burning heat of your skin contrasting against the cool wood.

What have you just done?

Reiner took a seat next to him, as if what he had done was nothing but a normal fleeting moment. He poured himself a cup and sipped, asking Porco what he thought about the tea that you had just boiled up. He stayed silent, not even making an effort to look at him.

"I asked you a question Porco."

"For fuck's sake Reiner, what do you even want me to say? Nice kiss Vice Captain Braun, you sure shoved your tongue down your wife's throat." The man quietly mocked through bared teeth, his cheeks obviously tinged pink.

"I asked about the tea but thank you." Smiling smugly, he took another sip.

You soon recovered from the event, bringing in another sandwich for him and soundlessly taking your place in between. Not a peep was heard out of you, too embarrassed to say anything to Porco. Reiner spoke normally, opening the letter that was the whole purpose of his visit. What the hell was wrong with him?

Porco didn't stay long after — which was completely understandable but unfortunate — and you politely led him out, quietly apologizing for your husband's sudden behavior.

"Don't sweat too much about it, he's your husband so it's normal to do things like that. Wish it wasn't in front of me though." Porco grumbled as he turned away, letting you close the door.

It was a quiet night between the two of you in bed, your back facing away from the man. Of course you were fuming, Reiner just had to make-out with you in front of one of the only people that you liked on this damn continent. He shuffled in bed before wrapping his arms around you, his head nestling in the crook of your neck. He pressed his lips against your skin, his stubble grazing along with it.

"Don't get mad at me, you know I don't like it when you talk to others without my permission." When did you ever need permission in the first place to talk to one of the warriors? He was the one who introduced you to them in the first place and now that you had a decent friend, he wants to take you away from him.

You didn't answer, pretending to be asleep in order for him to leave you alone for the night. Reiner was then quiet for a moment and you were sure that he had fallen asleep in this position, until something solid pressed against the crook of your ass. Your heart sank to your stomach suddenly as the arm wrapped around you pulled you even closer.

"That kiss earlier... Did you like it when Porco watched you whore yourself out to me?" Hot breath aired over your neck, a cold shiver going down your spine. He shuffled around for a few minutes, pulling up your nightgown ever so slightly until you felt something heavy and warm rest in-between your thighs, ever so close to your clothed pussy. Your breath quietly hitched and the inside of your mouth felt dry.

No. No. He wouldn't.

"I don't mind that proposition. I would be able to show him who you really belong to, Mrs. Braun." Teeth sank into your lower neck, not enough to hurt but enough to leave a mark. You bit down on your tongue, wanting to turn around and push him off the bed. You had almost made the motion in an attempt to do so until he started rocking into you, his shaft brushing up against your covered clit with every slow pump as he gripped the side of your hip.

You slightly jolted at the feeling, his movements pausing. Quickly and quietly as possible, you slipped your hand over your mouth inconspicuously and tried to breathe slowly as if you were still asleep. Reiner's hand dragged itself up from your hip to your chest, lightly squeezing before pinching your nipple. You bit the inside of your cheek, eyes clenching at the sensation.

He groaned against the crook in between your neck and shoulder, the sound vibrating as he resumed his thrusts. His mouth enveloped the area and he bit down again, harder. You twitched at the pain, your teeth clenching.

You knew about reproduction and small bits of other things about it like the genitals of the opposite gender, you learned about it back then in both training and the Survey Corps. There would be whispers among the older soldiers, the boys usually bragging about their conquests while the girls would be bashfully denying that anything occurred. But you were never interested in the romantic aspects that life is supposed to normally hand out, not in the world you once lived in. Having to survive against Titans was the utmost priority that occupied your mind back in Paradis. Crushes and partners couldn’t coexist with the horrors humanity had to defend against.

A small whimper nearly slipped out of your lips as your husband's tip caught itself against a particular spot on your clit as he simultaneously squeezed your pebbled nipple, your teeth digging into your palm. Reiner's breath burned hot against your skin as his pace began to accelerate, thrusts still wary as if he even cared if you were still asleep.

"God," Reiner sharply inhaled, shaky exhales coming out in short bursts. "If I knew how good this felt, I would've done it every single night."

He let out stifled grunts as he continuously grinded, the soft breathy sounds sending down even more pleasurable pulses in your lower half. It shouldn't be doing that in the first place.

You never touched yourself once in your entire adult life, only feeling the pangs of arousal from time to time but never doing anything about it. This kind of pleasure was a particular kind of torture, overwhelming shivers slowly clouding your mind with needless want. Every unknown sensation was new to you, from the way he played with your chest to the way he managed to rub himself precisely against the same spot over and over and over.

For a man that has never once touched his wife, it felt like he knew what he was doing. Reiner was one of the popular ones in the training corps; some of the girls quietly fawned over him in the dorms, begging you for some kind of info about him. You told them that the two of you were strictly platonic and had boundaries, back then at least.

Besides Historia, you were the only one that had caught and held his attention so he couldn't have practiced on someone else. There was also the fact that you've been married to him since you've arrived on Marley. Was there the possibility that he... cheated? There was no way, right? He was too obsessively enamored with you to begin with. Why were you even getting upset at the thought anyways?

He stopped thrusting against you, repositioning until you felt his heavy cock rest in the middle of your thighs. It throbbed and ached for more, an odd stickiness started to pool on top of your skin, and your own sex was left pulsing with uncomfortable want. His hand had also finally stopped fiddling around with your chest, disappearing from your body for a few seconds before finding itself resting on top of your mound.

"Gonna make you feel good." Reiner mumbled, words slurred as if he was intoxicated off of his lust.

Tentatively, he slipped inside of your underwear, warm fingers pushing down and in between the folds, as if he was searching for something. At first you were mildly confused about the intent, until a soft whine slipped through your lips.

Dread was the first thing that you felt, your stomach sinking down even lower. Embarrassment was second, how it was now that you realized how wet you were.

Reiner completely froze up and you quickly shut your eyes, trying to relax the hand on your mouth to remove any suspicions that you've been conscious the entire time. You waited for anything, if he was going to pull down your panties and take you right there or finally stop this torment. It was the latter to your surprise.

The warmth of his body suddenly left yours, hands and dick pulling away from you. You felt his weight lift off the bed and a door open and close as if he was in a rush. Was he going to the bathroom to take care of himself?

You slipped a hand down to your nether region, face burning up. Your panties were completely soaked, all because of a little bump and grind and some sensual touching. Your body had betrayed you immensely, continuing to pound with a desire to finish what he had started.

What if he was going to do this again and not stop there? You felt nauseous, there was no way in hell you were going to be able to fall asleep in peace anymore. You pulled the blanket completely on top of you, bundling yourself as if you were a caterpillar making its cocoon, ready to turn into a butterfly.

Reiner finally came back when you were starting to doze off, alertness running through your veins once more. There was hesitancy once more as he settled into the space next to you, pulling some of that precious blanket cocoon off of you. You froze up again as his hand rested on your shoulder but he didn't touch you like before, he simply tugged the strap back up in its proper spot. He pulled down your nightgown as well, kissing the side of your head and muttering a nearly silent half-assed apology.

You stopped tensing up when you knew his breaths began to slow, relief warming your heart.

Deep down, you knew it was finally time to go. The more you hesitated, the more trouble you'd get yourself into. It shouldn't be this complicated, your feelings towards Reiner shouldn't even be complicated. You fell asleep in a restless manner, thoughts swarming around your head.

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In the letter that Porco had left behind, it had said that Reiner was needed for another battle the day after the date he had planned but you couldn't wait that long anymore. When the night comes, you were going to escape from this hellhole. No more control from him, no more pressure from people who thought you were the very bane of their existence, no more of this horrid life.

You managed to slip a note to the man who would be taking you home a few days ago in preparation. It was during a market run and even if your closely guarding husband was there with you, you snuck it to him while buying fish.

Yes, your big break was a kind and somewhat elderly Eldian fisherman; he had mentioned that his son went to war for Marley and never came back, thus causing him to harbor hate towards the Marleyans. He knew that you came from Paradis Island — for quite some time, you were the talk of the internment zone — and briefly brought up a mention of a way back to your home when you were buying fish from him. The two of you went on his boat under the guise that he was giving you fresher and better quality catches and from there, he explained the plan to you and you've never felt more grateful.

The money was for his retirement in the fishing business, he had almost reached his goal and you were giving the last remaining bits to him. He'd give you a compass, supplies, and rations in order to survive in the ocean as he can only navigate the boat so far. The man had a spare boat in case of emergency but in your case, you would be using it the rest of the way.

The only setbacks in the plan were that you could possibly get stranded in the ocean and run out of food or drinkable water, or Titans could still be on the shores of Paradis, immediately killing you the second you step foot on the territory. However, anything would be better than staying one more minute with your husband. The other main flaw would be that if Reiner found out before you could execute the plan.

But he won't be able to find out, you already have something that would make sure he'll never find out until you were truly gone.

You've gotten them in a medical shop back then when you were still planning to kill him instead of living the role of a sweet little housewife. Rat poison didn't work as his body rejected it immediately but something that was basically a natural instinct, no way it could fail.

You've tested it too, in minute doses so he wouldn't notice. It was usually dinnertime when you put the crushed pills in his tea or soup, something liquid so it dissolved quicker. Because the dosage was so small, he'd get sleepy or doze off a little before waking up once more. He'd always excuse it for having a rough day in a meeting with the warriors and higher-ups or he didn't get a good night's sleep last night, never once he suspected it was you.

A part of you was exhilaratingly excited but another part of you was so doubtful and afraid. In your heart, you knew that the rewards outweighed the fear. You missed everyone, you missed the walled off lands you were born in, and you definitely missed your true name.

You made brownies and his favorite tea as a surprise after the date, both were stuffed to the brim with crushed up pills. You've estimated that he'd fall asleep as soon as he finished up the little dessert and you'd soon make your escape afterwards. You couldn't pack anything personal, he'd get too suspicious so you only were going to be able to take a jacket and the date clothes unfortunately. A part of you wanted to leave a goodbye note to both Porco and Pieck as they've treated you at least as a decent person, but it was too risky. Plus you didn't want Reiner to harass them when you went "missing".

As Reiner waited below for you to finish up your make-up, you shoved the money deeply down in your purse and took in a shaky breath. 'Don't break the act now, Y/N. You've done so much to get this far. It's time to finish this.'

Pulling the strap over your shoulder, you began your descent, heels clicking against the wooden floor. Reiner's eyes brightly lit up as you made your appearance, your heart beating wildly in your ribcage. His eyes lingered on your formal attire, trailing down the curvatures of your body.

"You look stunning Y/N, glad that you're using the dress I got you." He gazed at you with complete adoration, your face slightly flushing. He was so deeply appreciative of you, it was almost sickening. Like he was shoving bitter cough syrup down your throat over and over again, never once had you gotten used to the taste.

He got you a dark red dress that ended at the knees, beautiful jewels lining the curvature of your breasts. You matched it with a fluffy white fur coat, something he had gotten you a year ago on the anniversary of when you were taken to Marley.

You mumbled a shy 'thanks' as he put his arm out for you to take and you accepted it, interlocking with him as he began to pull you close. He pressed his face into your styled hair, kissing the top of your head.

"You used perfume too? You spoil me too much, tonight will be amazing I promise." You smiled, internally dreading that you knew what he meant. His mother gave you a hint about what he wanted to do to you from the recent celebration of him returning home, and he had always tried to coerce you about children ever since the two of you had gotten married. He'd never get the chance of course. So yeah, Reiner's right for once.

Tonight will certainly be amazing indeed, for one of you at least.

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"You know I love you right?"

The two of you finished dinner at that fancy Marleyan restaurant, ignoring the stares and murmurs about devil blood dining next to them, as if they weren't the demons themselves. The weight of their stares was an exhausting burden that you wanted to never have in the first place. Why be blamed for some shit that ancestors you can't even recall did? Ridiculous.

You were walking back home with him after a decent meal, his hand wrapped tightly around yours. As he asked that question, you nodded in cooperation.

"Of course I do, you've told me that you loved me ever since you've brought me here."

"I know I said that I'd wait until you'd be ready but Y/N," The two of you stopped walking and he took both your hands in his, facing you. God, you knew what he was about to ask but you still felt awfully nervous about it. "I want to start a family."

Your hands trembled in his grip as you let out an awkward, breathy sigh out. Looking up at him, it felt like your heart was ready to burst out of the confines of your ribcage. His hooded, hazel gaze was achingly tender, awaiting for the answer he wanted to hear.

The terrible part of you, the one who lived as a Marleyan housewife, the one that continuously gnawed on your insides, desperately wanted to agree just to get everything over with. This was the life you've been living for three years now, suck it up. Why ruin it? Why ruin any of the good moments you've been having with him?

Of course you wouldn't accept it, the sane part of you knew better. The part of you that was still a Survey Corps soldier clawed for freedom, for something better than this rotten relationship. He ruined everything for you in the first place, from your own family to the friends that laid at rest at Trost to your whole young adult life. You owed him nothing, nothing at all.

Finally, you gave him an answer. "Can we talk about this at home?"

Reiner's smile faltered lightly as you avoided the topic yet again. You felt his grip tighten, your shoulders tensing. "We can if it'll make you more comfortable. But I want an answer, a solid answer."

He wouldn't take a 'no' from you, not when it's been three years and last night was evidence that he was done waiting. You released one hand from his and placed it on the side of his face, stroking his cheek gently.

"I will answer it my love, don't worry. Let's get home now." To sweeten the deal even more, you tiptoed and gave him a light peck on the side of his lips. You could tell that it worked from the way his eyes softened, what a pushover. He went back to your side as the both of you began to walk once more home, crossing over the gate that separated the "real" Marleyans from the Eldians. This would be the last time you'd be passing through like this, you swore to yourself.

No matter what, you have to get home. No matter what.

Home wasn't that far, maybe it went by quicker in your mind due to you thinking that you were running out of time to meet up with the old fisherman. Reiner opened the door for you and you shuffled in, almost bee-lining to the kitchen. You were stopped however, his hand around your wrist.

"Hey. We still need to talk."

"I know, I just have something—" You tugged but he held on firmly, interrupting you.

"Y/N, you can't keep doing this. This is the last time that I'm asking politely." Take, take, take. That's all Reiner did. But he can't take this chance away from you, not this time.

"Please, it's important." He stood in silence, most likely weighing the choices in his head. Slowly, he released his hold and you thanked him quietly, thanked him for being such a fool. You pulled out the brownies from the pantry and quickly heated up the tea on the stove, getting out the nice plates and cups from the cabinets. This was going swimmingly! Maybe you really do have a chance at escaping, your body almost shivering from the adrenaline coursing through your veins.

Placing the brownies in a meticulous manner on the plate and pouring the now warm tea in a teacup, you walked over to your husband, who settled in at the dining table while he was awaiting for you. "Surprise! Your favorites."

Needless to say, he was astonished that you actually had something for him. You placed the dishes in front of him, smiling brightly. "I wanted to make you something to thank you for the night out, what more than a little dessert."

"You shouldn't have, you've done so much for me already sweetheart." You leaned down and let him kiss your cheek, internally impatient that he hadn't eaten it yet.

"It's really nothing much, but I hope it's to your liking." He smiled at you and picked up the laced dessert, your hands flexing up in eagerness. Watching him chew and swallow the whole thing was probably the best thing you've ever watched him do, and he drank up all the tea that was in the cup. It was a waiting game from here on out.

"Now then," He got up from the chair and stood in front of you, grabbing your shoulders. There was a slight wobble as he got up and held onto you, wow this shit was working faster than expected. "Can we finally start our family?"

You beamed as you watched his eyelids flutter, trying to stay awake and focus on what your answer could be. Reiner began to struggle to stay upright, almost leaning into you as drowsiness took over his body. Placing a hand on his forearm, you pushed it off.

"No."

Confusion muddled his tired expression, as if he was expecting an actual yes. "W-what?"

"No, I don't want to start a family with you Reiner. Want me to spell it out for you? N. O." The smile you had wore down into an infuriated grimace as you took one step back away from him. He started stumbling backwards and you let him, watching him hit the chair and fall to the ground with it. The clattering sound of the chair reverbed loudly in your ears, but nothing sounded more beautiful than his body hitting the floor. He tried to get up but his body was betraying him, just as you intended.

When he realized that he was unable to stand after a few attempts, he began to yell out your name like a child, sounding angry and disorientated. Ignoring him, you quickly went upstairs to grab a suitable coat, kicking off the tall heels. You couldn't turn on the lights, in fear that it would waste too much time so you kept bumping into different objects, frustration bubbling in your throat.

The room had to be a mess from your brisk rummaging but no more time can be wasted. You had to go now.

As you went back down, Reiner's screaming had settled down into incomprehensible slurring and his head continued to bob up and down to try and stay conscious. Your eyes met and he made another attempt to get up, panic arising in the depths of his eyes. Maybe now he was realizing that you were about to disappear forever.

"Go fuck yourself."

Reiner screamed out your name as you opened the front door — or what you assumed to be your name — before losing consciousness and hitting his head to the wooden floor. Clutching onto the money-filled purse, you began to dash over to the docks, not looking back. You winced at the small pebbles that dug into the skin of your bare feet but you couldn't take the chance of trying to find the best shoes to run in.

This pain is temporary, anything that hurt you now would never compare to the prison that he had put you in. The wind started to pick up, biting at your face and legs, and as you glanced up at the sky, dark clouds began to roll in. You hope that it wouldn't be too bad at sea and if you died there, you would have died happy.

"Mr. Kraus? Are you there?" You called out to the ships, trying to search for his boat. You said his name a few more times before you caught a lantern that was being lifted up and down. Rushing over and ducking into the boat, you began to pull out the money to give to him.

"Woah! Slow your roll there outsider."

"I can't!" You put your hand over your mouth, not realizing that you were starting to lose your nerves. "My apologies for yelling. But I can't, he could wake up at any time. Please, can we hurry this up?"

Mr. Kraus waved his hand to let you continue and adjusted the hat on his head, pulling it back to watch you place the money on the small table. "That's all of it, your retirement goal is done. Now, can you now start up the boat please?"

He nodded, patting your shoulder. "Thank you for your assistance with this, really couldn't have done it without you. Help me get the ropes off and I'll send you on your way."

"Thank you." An exasperated sigh escaped you and for the first time in forever, you felt like you could finally relax.

You exited out of the boat after the old man, clutching onto the jacket. There was rain pelting down, the sounds of a muffled thunder rumbling through the night sky. Flickers of lightning lit up the dark, vaguely letting you see where you were going.

You followed after him, pulling at the ropes that connected the boat to the dock. It was coarse against the palms of your hands and the rain wasn't adding in with the pleasantness of the feeling. It took a few tugs but they finally gave in, letting you pull them into the boat and onto the deck. A few more to go and then you'd never see Liberio ever again. Your time here in Marley would be nothing but an extremely unpleasant memory.

Continuing to remove the ropes, you finally pulled in the last on your side. You giddily let out an excited yell, letting the rain trickle down your face. "Hey Mr. Kraus! It's finished!"

You stumbled over to him, eyes wide with happiness. There was a smile on his face too, he was sharing the same enthusiasm as you but for a different reason of course. He told you to get into the cabin before you caught something and you did as you were told. Barely turning away from him to get into the cabin, your thoughts ran wild.

What were you going to see in Paradis? Were you really going to see your friends again? Has the technology there advanced as much as here? Was the Survey Corps still fighting to explore the outside? Was Captain Levi still shorter than you? These kinds of questions would eventually all be answered.

This was it, you were finally going to be—

The deafening sound of a rifle going off before the clap of thunder chilled you to the core. You stopped trying to get into the cabin. How could you ever forget that kind of sound? You were in the elevator back in Trost, the resonating boom and click of the guns went off in all directions, the shells tinkling onto the ground. A warm liquid splashed onto the side of your face, pieces of an unknown substance landing along with it, and the sound of a mutilating crack came afterwards. Unease began to bubble in your stomach.

As you turned to look at Mr. Kraus, your eyes began to widen and it felt as if the world went into slow motion.

He was facing the docks, away from you, his head ricocheting backwards from the force of the shot. His body fell back and almost into you, hitting the deck with a heavy thump. A hand went over your mouth, the bitterness of bile beginning to leave a taste.

It was a sickening sight. Sure, you've seen people die before but not like this. For some reason, this felt more inhumane than the Titans. The entry hole was in the middle of his forehead, his eyes glassy and wide. It was the perfect shot really. His mouth was largely agape, as if he was about to yell something before getting his brains blown off and strewn across his boat. Crimson began to pool around him, the substance dribbling down the steps and into the crevices of the wood.

Turning away from the freshly made corpse, you shakily turned your attention to the docks. As if on cue, bolts of lightning struck down in uneven intervals and lit up the world around you. The feelings of dread and anguish sank down into your stomach, settling heavily. It couldn't be but there was nothing that was able to deny it.

There he was.

Reiner Braun.

In his hands... was a freshly fired rifle.

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it ain't a chance that I am letting this chance go, so if I may... for kinktober, may I ask for alicent hightower x religious? because the religious guilt is hitting me fully ugh.

thank you and have a lovely day!

Authors Note: I myself am not religious, so I may get certain aspects of it wrong. If I do and I offend you, please send me an ask or dm me directly if you’re not comfortable saying so in the comments.

Am I entirely happy? No. Does this have less smut than I would like for a kinktober post? Yes. But I just hope I do my best as this’ll be my first Alicent fic so I hope I do my little angsty closeted lesbian justice

Warnings: Sex, religious guilt, very closeted alicent, reader is female,

Taglist: @valeskafics, @humanpurposes, @watercolorskyy, @sofiyathecunt, @marvelgirl123, @sylasthegrim, @sweettastemakerpenguin, @mochi-rose, @blue-serendipity, @omgbrcat

Ever since you were a young girl, you were always taught in what was right and what was wrong. You were taught that a husband is the only thing you should look for in your life, and that as a woman, it was your responsibility to give him his heirs and to carry on his legacy.

Yet you were a mere girl of ten and three when you began to realise what it was that made you so different from the other ladies.

For years, you had never found yourself interested in the typical lady talk. What man looked most handsome or which knight looked the most dashing in their uniform. For years you wondered if there was something was wrong with you.

Then, you arrived at Kingslanding to work as a handmaiden for the princess, and met the eyes of Alicent Hightower.

She was beautiful, and kind, and showed you how to do the things the other women sneered at you for whenever you tried to ask for help. She became your best friend. But in your head, she became so much more than that.

At the age of ten and four, a mere year after you’d been employed as a maid, you’d begun to hear the gossip of the kitchen staff who talked about how one of the ladies who’d recently been married to some unknown lord, would need to fulfil her own pleasure and seek her own desires. The words had confused you when you first heard them, as all you had been taught about the act of pleasure is that only a man typically was able to achieve it.

Though that next day, when all your chores had been completed, the words of the kitchen staff still echoed around in your mind. They could not be shaken no matter how many topics you tried to distract yourself with. So you went to the library and sought out books that could hopefully satisfy your curiosity.

When you left a couple hours later, your face had turned a light shade of pink, and if the head septa could look inside your head at that moment, you knew she’d condemn you to the deepest depth of the seven hells if she could.

That night, you touched yourself and reached self fulfilment for the first time in your life. Only you didn’t reach it with the thought of any of the knights, nor with any lord. Instead, you only reached it thinking of Alicent Hightower.

Many years had passed since that night, and you’d recreated it many a times since then. Though much to your horror and delight, you’d become much closer to Alicent ever since her marriage to the king. The princess had casted her aside soon after the betrothal was announced, and you made sure you were there to help Alicent pick of the pieces of her broken heart.

There were many a nights when she would come to your chambers straight after the king would summon her to his own, and she’d cry in your arms from sadness and exhaustion.

Every time you would hold her and soothe her with whispers of affirmation and kindness, and by the looks of bashfulness she’d send you every time you did it, you could tell she did not hear them often.

It was one of those nights when Alicent had first kissed you. Her tears had already soaked through the thin and cheap fabric of your nightgown, and you distinctly remember using one of your sleeves to wipe at any that had dripped to her chin.

“There there Alicent it’s okay. I will always be there for you, no matter what, through thick and thin, I will always be by your side. I would never leave you.” You had murmured as you placed a stray hair behind her ear.

She looked at you with hooded eyes, and the next thing you knew you were tasting salt on your lips. Your hands had somehow already knew to delicately hold her head, whilst your lips however were much less knowledgable. They moved clumsily without any real rhythm against Alicents own, and when she pulled to look at you, a mix of apologises and prayers spilled from red swollen lips faster than you could comprehend.

“I-I am so sorry my lady! T-the seven deems though who lay with the same sex as sinners!” Alicent exclaims before she runs from the room, leaving you in shock and slight giddiness from how the events have ultimately played out.

It goes like that for months. You would never kiss Alicent, she only kissed you when the emotions were hitting her all at once. Still, even though she’s the one who always initiates it, the act always brings tears to her eyes and solemn prayers on her lips as she’s the first to stop it.

That night, after another summon to the kings chamber, Alicent walked into your own like clockwork. She embraced you with quiet tears in her eyes, as unlike the first times, her mind has finally become numb with how many times she’s been forced to endure it.

Her body has already provided the king with a son and his wife. Yet she knew she must prepare for another, as her father whispered into her hair whilst she held her screaming daughter, there must be a spare.

Your thumb instinctively went to Alicents face to wipe her eyes of tears, and this time, neither of you knew who began to kiss who.

You expected Alicent to draw away after a few minutes, yet she appeared to continue. Her hands stayed locked in a grip on your body and her lips stayed frantic in their search for your taste.

“Let me feel loved…” She murmured against your lips, so silent you barely heard her.

“Whatever you wish for my love…” You murmured back. It was the first time you called her that out loud. Yet she seemed to show no true reaction to your sudden endearment. Or maybe she wished to ignore it…

You gently direct Alicent to lay on the bed, and slowly bring yourself to lay by her thighs. When you pull the length of her dress up and your hands make it halfway up her soft inner thigh, your eyes make frantic movements to her face, yet when you eventually make eye contact, she merely nods her head and makes a small plea for more.

Your fingers explore her body cautiously, and as you pull down her underclothes, a slight gasp escapes from you before you could stop it. The queen of the seven kingdoms is revealed in-front of you, and when your fingers enter her slowly and you hear slight mewls of pleasure from above, your head begins to dizzy with it all.

One hand thrusts your fingers inside of her whilst the other holds down Alicents hips as she lifts them in her pursuit of this unfamiliar pleasure. Though you cannot help yourself in that moment from kissing the inner skin of her soft thighs as a way to let her know you were here for her.

When your head looks back up, you can see that her lips were trapped in the confinements of her teeth, looking as if they were drawing blood with how hard she bit down. Yet still, small noises escaped that made the area between your thighs ache for something more.

Your eyes flicker between the view of your soaking fingers to her eyes that have now shut tightly. Yet when you feel her clench tightly on your fingers as she presumably peaks, your hands retreat from her warmth, and your greeted with wet fingers you can’t find yourself able to stop from sucking on slightly, the slightly sweet yet also slightly tangy taste of her juices spreading on your tongue whilst you hum slightly in delight.

It’s sad that you can’t savour the moment. As one minute there is silence that consumes the two of you, and the next there is only the sound of frantic movements and rustles as Alicent quickly moves to kneel at the edge of the bed, her eyes clenched shut as her hands lock together in a prayer and her lips begin to repeat that all too familiar prayer you’ve heard so many times before.

You can only look to her in defeat, with exhausted tears building in your eyes, as she now looks to the ceiling and prays for forgiveness for her sins.

Yet you never ask her why she deemed your love such a sin, that she felt the need to indulge in it so much. Even if it seemed to be paining her so.

The reason you never ask you lover why she does this to herself, is because you loved her, and your mother always told you to never ever strike an arguement with the person you loved...

[oldiesstationlover11607]

🎶I just came to say hello🎶

Hello! It’s me! 💛! The one who gave you the incredibly hard task of writing for Spooky Jim. You hit that out of the park btw! I loved the angst of it all! Also, the Taco Bell story was super cute! I like the fact that Josh at the end was 100% eavesdropping despite pretending not to. You are such an incredibly talented writer it’s actually insane.

Anyways, I’m going to be selfish and ask for a sequel to the Spooky Jim story. I need to see what happens when Josh and the reader talk again for the first time after the incident. I feel like Josh, like Tyler said, would need some time to be alone and would really be pushing the reader away because he’s just so upset with himself, but the reader doesn’t give up. She continues to text him hoping one day that he’ll actually respond and they can talk. When they finally talk, Josh tells her she shouldn’t forgive him and he’s still really ashamed, but the reader refuses to leave and eventually Josh realizes he’s found someone who will stick with him through the hard times. (Perhaps maybe there can also be a part where Jenna gives her advice on how to deal with Spooky Jim, since she deals with blurryface).

Idk if this makes sense or if you feel up to doing it. I know you might feel like the story has nowhere to go. If you don’t want to do it it’s okay. It’s up to you. ☺️

Spooky Jim - Spooky!Josh x Reader part 2

Relationship: Spooky Jim/Josh × Reader

Warnings: Angst

Word Count: 1230 - thought this would be perfect for a short blurb type piece so whipped this up in he back of my class lol

A/N: Shortish but at least I got this done quick!! Love ur requests 💛

It had been three weeks since I’d talked to Josh. Both Tyler and Jenna had been amazing about letting me stay at their house. The morning after I’d arrived on Tyler’s doorstep he stopped by the house to grab everything I needed for my stay. It took everything in me to not walk home and confront Josh. Jenna had sat me down and explained to me how she dealt with Blurryface. It seemed–despite Tyler having immense control over his demon–that the two personas had a lot in common, especially on the physical front. 

“It scared me at first,” she’d explained, “but I just told him I would never leave and that I was there for him. Honestly, I’ve had to deal with Blurry so many times, he knows who I am and that he’s not allowed to hurt me. I think you should wait for Josh to come back to you–because I know he will–and just explain to him how you feel. That boy loves you Y/N, if he takes time away it’s because he’s scared of hurting you, not because he doesn’t want to be with you.”

“Preach!” Tyler had called from the foyer. 

I knew Tyler and Josh were having regular calls for work and had briefly talked about the incident but Tyler being the best friend he was refused to tell me what they’d talked about. Exactly three weeks after I left the house I sent Josh a message longer than the regular ‘I love you’s and ‘I’m here if you need me’s. Each of those text messages earned me nothing more than a ‘read’ receipt. Tyler told me there was nothing to worry about but in all the time I knew Josh he had never been dry in texts, calls, or real life. 

‘Josh. I know it’s been a while since we’ve properly talked but I miss you. I miss you more than I have ever missed anything in my entire life. You’re my best friend, my person, and no matter what happens between us I’ll always be there for you. I really hope you’re okay. Tyler won’t tell me anything. I love you. I love you more than I love life.’ - Sent

The message was read almost immediately like all of my others. I threw my phone onto the guest bed and brushed my hair, getting dressed for the day. To my surprise, a short vibration sound rang through the room–my phone. I dashed to the bed to check my notifications. Josh. 

‘You should come over.’ 

My heart pounded as I stared at the message. The single message had the power to undo all of my built-up anxiety and hope at the same time. Jenna had been right—he would come back to me, but now that it was happening, I wasn’t sure what to expect. I quickly texted Tyler and Jenna, letting them know Josh had finally responded, before grabbing my jacket and heading out the door. The walk to Josh's place felt both too short and too long. I rehearsed what I was going to say, but nothing seemed good enough. What could I even say after everything that happened? My hand hovered over the door, heart racing. I could hear my own breath, shallow and uneven. What was I supposed to say? What was he going to say? I tried to rehearse a million things in my head, but none of them felt right.

I knocked. A part of me half-hoped he wouldn’t answer, that maybe this was some mistake, and I’d have more time to prepare. But then the door opened, and there he was—Josh. His eyes were tired, dark red circles framing them. He looked like he hadn’t slept well, like the weight of everything was still pressing down on him.

“Hey,” I whispered, unsure if I should move or if he wanted me to. I felt frozen in place.

“Hey,” he replied quietly, stepping aside to let me in. I hesitated for just a second before stepping into the familiar space, the air heavy with everything unsaid.

The silence between us was thick as he closed the door. I stood there awkwardly, unsure where to sit or if I should hug him or… do anything. He walked into the living room, and I followed, settling on the couch opposite him. The distance between us felt like miles, even though it was just a couple of feet.

Josh stared at the floor, and for a moment, I thought maybe he wasn’t going to speak. The silence was deafening. Finally, he let out a long, shaky breath.

“You shouldn’t have forgiven me,” he said, his voice low. “I don’t deserve it.” I opened my mouth to speak, but he kept going, eyes still glued to the floor. “I messed up, Y/N. I should’ve controlled it, I should’ve been better. And I... I hurt you.” His voice cracked, and he ran a hand through his hair, clearly battling with himself. “I can’t live with knowing that I hurt you like that. I–I could’ve killed you.” I wanted to hold him. Sitting there, watching tears well in his eyes broke my heart into 1,000 pieces. “I don’t... I don’t even know how to fix this.”

I wanted to reach out to him, to close the distance, but I didn’t. Not yet. “Josh,” I started, keeping my voice steady. “You didn’t lose me. I’m still here. I’m not going anywhere.”

He shook his head. “But you should. You deserve someone who doesn’t have this... thing. Someone normal, who doesn’t have to fight himself all the time.”

I scooted forward, closing the gap between us slightly. “I don’t care about normal. I care about you.” My voice was firmer now. “Jenna told me how she deals with Blurryface. And... I’m here for you, Josh. I’m not afraid of Spooky Jim. I’m afraid of losing you.”

His head snapped up at that, finally looking me in the eyes. “You don’t understand,” he said, but his voice was weaker now, as if some of the walls he’d built were crumbling. “I can’t control it all the time. What if next time I can’t—what if I hurt you worse?”

“I’m not leaving,” I said, cutting him off before he could spiral further. “I love you, Josh. I’ve loved you through everything, and I’m not giving up on you now just because things are hard. I’m here. You don’t have to fight this alone.”

His face crumpled, and for a moment, I thought he might cry. Instead, he just sat there, staring at me as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“I don’t deserve you,” he whispered, voice hoarse.

I moved to sit beside him, finally reaching out to take his hand. He tensed for a moment, but then his fingers curled around mine. “Maybe not,” I said softly, “but that doesn’t change anything.”

For a long moment, we just sat there, holding onto each other. Neither of us said anything, but we didn’t need to. I wasn’t leaving, and he knew it. Slowly, the tension in his shoulders eased, like some of the weight he’d been carrying for weeks had started to lift.

Eventually, he spoke again, his voice quiet but clearer now. “I don’t know how to fix this... but I want to try.”

I squeezed his hand. “We’ll figure it out together.”

//

REQUESTS OPEN

[jessysapphireblue]

Relaxing Night Luffy x Oc

Nicknames included are Lu and Je, which you can always replace. as always, she is a born magician and a female.

pure fluff + dressing up

The sun was about to set down, the waves calm, the breeze playing with your hair and dancing on your skin, breathing in the fresh ocean air as "I SEE IT!!! THERE THERE!!!", your boyfriend shouted loudly, breaking you away from your daydreaming and leaned a bit over the railing to see the island.

"If that what there stays is true, we can finally relax and enjoy a few days", Nami joined your side, Berry signs in her eyes but also a look of relief.

A few days ago, a bird came and gifted you a map before it flew away. Apparently this was some sort of resort for Pirates all kind but only the most prestige ones were being invited. While the crew cared for some days off, the captain was eager for a new adventure.

The Sun was nearly set as you arrived, a person at the dock showing Jinbe where he could stop the Sunny. "Adventure! Adventure!!", shouted Luffy. "And this time, you come with us to an relaxing spa! No discussion", Nami hugged your shoulders, making you laugh. "Do I need to remind you the bathhouse at the Flower Capital?", you added and Robin chuckled at that. "And for that, you will always be respected", she smiled at you, making you huff.

"Who are you?", asked Luffy. Looking down, you saw a man, dressed like y butler with a black mustache, a friendly smile on his lips and slicked back hair. "Welcome Emperor Luffy, to Notteve Island. A special Island for prestige Pirates known around the New World. My name is Zion, and I personally welcome here. I hope everything will be to your liking", he bowed like a butler did.

"Thanks!", grinned Luffy and wanted to dash away but Zion snipped with his fingers, making a wall appear in front of Luffy. "I apologize, emperor Luffy but I´m afraid I can´t let you enter like that" "Ha?", Luffy tilted his head, confused. "On Notteve Island, there is a dresscode for the fight. Men only in suits, while woman must wear dresses"

Your eyes widen "Do Jumpsuits count?!", you asked him directly as he looked at you, shaking his head. "I´m afraid not, Madam. All Pirates here, as well the citizens, dress up formally at night. Without it, I can´t let you enter", he spoke calm and collected, making you hand your head.

"3 gorgeous woman dressing up! And seeing our Goddess in a dress for the first time, my heart!", Sanji swooned, making you whine, While Nami and Robin smirked at you with smiles, dragging you away.

Nami choose a teal off shoulder mini dress, which hugged her curves to the finest, with long sleeves, you did her hair in a waterfall braid, topped off with some teal flowers in her hair, matching the dress. "Wow! I look stunning! Thank you so much" "I don´t know shit abut getting fancy but braids, that I know", you admitted, making Nami laugh.

Robin choose a amethyst neckholder dress that went to her knees, the ends slightly ruffled, topped off with a Partial Updo hairstyle, made also by you, along with a hairpiece to top it off. "Thank you kindly" "Always. You two look like stars. Queens", you admitted as both looked at you. "Now to you!", smirked Nami. "I stay on the sunny", you said fastly. "I will drag you across the whole island by your hair", Nami smiled threateningly, making you sigh, giving in.

Robin chuckled, knowing your weakness so the three of you went to your room, Nami practical raiding your dresser until she gasped. "THIS! YOU HAVE TO WEAR THIS!", Nami practically threw the dress at you, demanding you to wear this.

Another sigh left your lips as you did it, making Nami gasp, a blush on her cheeks. It was a one shoulder hourglass dress, a slit going up to your tigh, revealing one of your legs, golden feather designs going fron your chest and waist up to the shoulder, from it hanging a long piece of white cloth, you left your hair open, using your magic to real pearls in it, slipping into heels, and you were done.

"I feel so weird", you admitted. "WHAT?! You look like you came from Heaven. Now I see why sanji calls you Goddess" "Nami!", you flushed red, making Robin chuckle yet again. "JE! Are you done?! We want to go!", Luffy whined from outside. "Showtime", smirked Nami and opened your door, stepping out with Nami and Robin. You heard the praises of Sanji, his flirting made you chuckle as you stepped out.

As soon Sanji saw you, he turned into stone, falling over, Zoro´s eye wide open, and Usopp blushing fully. "Wow!", the sniper just said and Chopper looked at you with wide eyes. "Are you a Goddess?", he came to you, asking. "Yohohoho may I see you pan-", Nami knocked brook over as you looked at the boys. "Wow, you look handsome...where is Luffy?" "Is this a cape?", a vice said behind you, making you turn around to see your boyfriend inspecting the cloth, and you blushed.

He wore a simple white dress shirt to his ellbows, over it a red vest plus tie, long black pants and what surprised you most- dress shoes! "You look so good in formal wear", you said out loud, making you flush again.

"Shishishi! Thanks! You look like a ruler of an island! But now, come!", he dashed down to Zion, as he inspected all of you, giving the ok and Luffy was away. "Ah, I forgot to tell him that since you are an emperors crew, everything is all inclusive for you. You don´t need to pay for any drinks or food here" "That Luffy became an emperor is finally looking upon us. Come on!", Nami grabbed your wrist and dragged you with her.

It was now shortly before midnight, as you walked alone around the city. It resemble Tesoro quite a lot, just without the gold, and minus the staff working here. You quickly got separated from Nami and robin due to all kinds of men swarming around you three, making you uncomfortable. You stopped near a bridge, looking down at the big river that flew through Notteve, simply starring at the water and sky.

"Je?", someone said and you turned around to saw your boyfriend, who smiled warmly at you, joining you. "And here I thought you were at an all you can eat buffet" "I was! At 5! Ate them all empty", he admitted, causing you to chuckle.

Luffy looked fondly at you, a bright smile over his lips before he blinked. "Je! Let´s go on a date!", he grabbed your hand. "Now?" "Yes, come!", he smiled, making you nod. "Great! Where do you want to go?" "You know what? I´m craving ice cream" "Uh, yes! Come! Come!"

Time flew by fastly with Luffy. Strolling around, trying different food and drinks, you smiled. "I was expecting you to drag me off somewhere" "Ah, no. Not tonight. I want to have your pace" "Luffy", you were kinda shocked to hear it. "It´s nice! So relaxing with you...and you always join me on my adventure, so....", he looked away.

"Nami called you and gave you an earful, didn´t she?" "She and Sanji, yes", he admitted and breathed out, causing you to burst out into laughter. "Lu! You could´ve told me!", you beamed at him. "But I was having fun with you" "And here I was wondering why you were to gentleman like tonight" "That and I don´t like the shoes", he groaned. "I tell you what. We go back to the sunny and change, take a bit of a nap and when the sun is back up, we go on an adventure you want. How does that sound?"

His eyes began to sparkle. "I love you!", he declared and pulled you in for a tight hug, your head resting on his shoulder, smiling. "We use my rocket!", he declared. "No, we use my gate", you said and opened a gate straight to your room on the sunny, making Luffy dash through it. "Ah! Fluffy bed", he laughed, as you also, went through the gate, a smile on your lips and how much you loved your boyfriend.

[helpimhyperfixating]

Mertaro and Mer Y/N as childhood friends. Always loving to explore the coasts and shallows under Grandpa Joseph's watchful eye ❤

So I’m currently sick while writing this and really have no energy to beta read. I’m really sorry if this is bad, I didn’t really have any clue what to do with this request but I tried my best ;-;

I hope you can still somewhat enjoy 👉👈

Word Count: 1095

A flurry of bubbles whooshed by Joseph as he calmly sat on the sand, feeling the warmth of the sun filtering through the shallow water.

Seated right near the edge of the beach, the surface of the water lapped a mere few centimetres above his head while he watched - a warm smile on his face - as his grandson chased his friend.

“You can’t catch me, pirate!” You yelled excitedly, dashing away from the raven-haired boy right on your tailfin.

“Come here!” Jotaro yelled back, his tiny hands making a grab for you, just barely missing your tail as you squeezed just that bit of extra power into your swishes.

Laughter and giggles filled the air and Joseph held a fond look.

He’d taken the pair of you out to the island not far from the pod territory. It had always been his philosophy that different environments were good for a pup’s development and well- you both had seen most of what the island in the pod’s territory had to offer already.

Suddenly, a smell in the water alerted Joseph.

Sitting up slightly, his eyes darted from the playing children over to the surrounding area, surveying the sand and coral for whatever his nose picked up.

Ever so carefully, he placed his hand on the sand, pushing himself to drift forward as he narrowed his eyes, scanning around, his scales raising a bit in agitation.

With slow side-to-side movements from his tail, he stalked through the vegetation of the shallows, following his nose to somewhere on the left of the pups.

He didn’t want to scare or alarm them, knowing that if they scattered, he couldn’t keep both in his periphery, where he could keep them safe.

Making the calculations in his head, right at that moment, Joseph saw it.

Coming from behind a rock, the large and sleek head of a barracuda slid out. It’s teeth sharp and eyes dull and Joseph’s heart dropped.

The fish was old and judging from the smell he picked up - diseased. As it slid out further, the older Mer felt a growl grow in his throat as he took it in. Measuring at what must be three times the length of the pups, it had its sights set on the small Mer.

A healthy barracuda would never have Mer on the menu, but this wasn’t that. It was old and sick, and it heard a noisy and seemingly easy meal that it was gonna get.

Watching in horror, Joseph looked on as the fish tensed its muscles and he instantly shot forward, seconds before the barracuda.

The fish noticed the large Mer just in time however. Still fast from its ambush speed, it evaded the elder’s grasp, turning its slender body before Joseph could sink his claws into it.

“Shit!” Joseph hissed, turning with the fish and going in pursuit.

Though it was old and slow, they were in shallow water, on top of the fact that the sawfish Mer knew he couldn’t get bitten, lest he contract whatever the barracuda was ill with.

And all the while he chased the predator fish, the pups continued playing, unaware of their environment or the dangers going on.

-

“You’re going down, evil fish!” You yelled out as you chased Jotaro, the roles reversed as you were now playing the pirate - holding a piece of coral to imitate a weapon.

It had always been one of your favourite stories to listen to together. Sitting on the sand side by side while Holly spun majestical tales of pirates and adventure- the humans who came closest to living with Mer.

While you were chasing, Jotaro suddenly ducked behind a rock, making you slow down as you gripped the coral. Carefully, you began rounding the rock, looking for him, only to suddenly be ambushed from the side.

Shrieking out as Jotaro bashed into your waist, the two of you spun out of control together, laughing and wrestling together as your tail curled around his in your attempt to get free.

Spinning through the water in a ball of limbs, neither of you realised the rip tide.

Suddenly, the water’s pull took a hold of you both.

Widening his eyes, Jotaro grabbed onto your hands, keeping his tail tightly curled around yours as you were dragged away from the safe shores.

“What’s going on!” You chittered in panic, looking up at Jotaro who was breathing quickly, doing better to hide his own.

“Just hold on!” He clicked, trying to look around for anything to grab hold of. “Grandpa!”

Neither of you had ever experienced the under current before, too new to the world.

Vulnerable and just trying to hold onto each other, you and Jotaro were continuously trapped in the cycle of water. Lifted up in the large waves before being swept under and spun around, scraping past rocks and coral.

Even worse, sea foam was starting to gather and flurry all around, some of it getting into your gills, making it hard to breathe.

The moment your left gill got shut off, your fear truly took over and you started crying while Jotaro hugged you tighter, hiding his face in your shoulder and holding on for dear life while letting out the emergency clicks he’d always been taught.

-

Huffing out a sigh, Joseph leaned back on some rocks, catching his breath while he dropped the body of the barracuda into the sand.

He was getting too old for chasing such swift prey.

Grunting softly, he then got up again, dragging his tail through the sand and throwing a whole cloud over the fish, not wanting other creatures to get sick from whatever it is the barracuda had. Yet right as he did that, a distant yet oh so familiar noise reached him.

Instantly at full alert, Joseph flicked his tail and rushed through the water, honing in on the emergency call of his grandson. “Jotaro! Y/N!” He called out, swimming way past where he last left the both of you before rounding a corner and spotting you both.

Stuck in the undercurrent of a crashing wave, the patriarch saw the pups currently under his wing.

“Hang on!” He frantically called out, racing over and grabbing hold of you two, turning around and swimming out of the current with ease, holding on and hiding your terrified forms within his arms.

With Jotaro digging his nails into his right arm and you sobbing in his left, Joseph was left with nothing but the thought of how he was going to explain this fiasco to both parents.

[pricegouge]

Dearest Gougie, thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for sharing Bunny and bearshifter!Price with us. I found it a few days ago from a reblog on my dash and I’m sure you’ve noticed me blowing up your notifications as I devoured every scrap of content about it like a starving wolverine 😅 Your story hasn’t left my mind for even a minute, and I’m certain it will always stick with me for now and forever.

Your writing feels like coming home. It feels like snuggling up with my favorite blanket. Like sitting down with a warm cup of tea and watching a comfort movie (mine’s The Mummy!). It’s safety and comfort and desire with just enough bite to appreciate the cosiness when you have it. When I think about John’s love for Bunny, I get that lump in my throat, y’know, when you love something so much you’re nearly reduced to tears? That’s it. You’ve done such a good job portraying that unyielding love!

I also love your version of Simon so very much 🤭 You’ve got him pegged so fuckin’ well, of course he’s nosy as shit!! He might be quiet, but you just know that man lives for the tea.

Overall, this was such a phenomenally written piece that I just had to thank you for 💙 I cannot wait to explore more of your writing! I hope that you have an absolutely fabulous week, you get a raise or a bonus, someone folds your laundry for you, the people in front of you in the drive thru pay for your order, you find $20 in an old pocket, a really curmudgeonly dog or cat who hates everyone else decides you’re worthy of it’s rare love, both sides of your pillow are cool at night, and that someone gives you a hug that just fills every aching, echoing piece of your soul with light and love 💙

Xoxo, Blue

Hiiii friend! I'm pinning you in my bug collection for this hold still!!!!!

Tysm for the feedback! FR is old enough now that I barely get comments on it anymore so this came out of left field and knocked me out hard. I'm so glad you liked it!!! And I'm so glad I could give you that feeling! The fact that something I wrote makes someone feel like they're curling up with a blanket and the mummy makes me wanna 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

(also, LOVE the mummy. I recently watched it three times in as many weeks cause I also needed the comfort [also cause oded fehr is just so fucking unreasonably hot in it but that's neither here nor there])

I love all the positive feedback Simon got! He was a blast to write. Gotta get back into the groove of writing snark tbh. They were so funny.

Anyway, I hope your towel is still warm the dryer after your next shower and I hope you find a bear John of your own (if you want one)

Don't be a stranger 💛

[glassesfreekjr]

Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story — save for whether or not it is true:

There was once a salmonid cellist who was the eldest of three siblings. The youngest was seperated from their school during a Salmon Run and never returned. The middle child vanished soon after in desperate search. Thus the cellist was free of them both. This is not his story.

The middle child wandered forever, hunting fruitlessly for a younger sibling with a destiny neither could comprehend. For the middle child had seen the streams of marine energy flowing in the corner of his eye whenever the youngest had sang. A prophecy on the cusp of fruition. I must rescue you from this, the middle child swore. It wasn't right.

And yet it was, for everything happens for a reason, and the reason swept the little sibling up in its arms and spirited away. A bear with a rocket ship; a melody; three lights uniting to consume disaster. While in the desert the middle child wandered unaware of this, and hope boiled in the cooking pot until all that remained was the blackened bile stuck at the bottom.

The world turned, and the dawn was breaking the bones of the middle child's heart like twigs. They never healed right. The middle child refused to let them heal right. For they would find each other. Love twisted into toxic obsession. That which was torn away tore equally back.

(Incidentally, the middle child would soon trade with Octarians for a set of legs — cheap prosthesis. Weapons, too. That a salmonid could now walk was a sterling achievement witnessed by no one.)

Chasing disfigured dreams, the spite-fueled husk of the middle child would eventually cross paths with an Octoling. It matters not how. Neither were the people they were before, but the stranger hadn't deluded themself into thinking otherwise. Meanwhile, the other sang with the fury and delirium of their own momentum.

The outcome, however, goes without saying. Agent 8's narrative would continue unabated. In the end there was little option but to put down a rabid dog.

And so it goes that the husk of the middle child bargans with the dying dream of a reunion: “You can sleep now, you said. You can sleep now. You said that. I had a dream where you said that. Thanks for saying that. You weren't supposed to. Let me lay your head on my own and we will be like mariners once more, swimming in the snugness of it, dashed to pieces.”

And words, little words, words too small for any hope or promise, not really soothing, answer back: "But I've seen your true face: the back of your head. If you were walking away, keep walking.”

"But have I not been walking toward you all this time?" asks the husk to the little sibling, confused. There is a response to this, but neither husk nor dream live to hear it.

(Every morning, Li'l Buddy wakes up and carefully preens its hair the way it was taught to.)

[mp3blackstone]

Here’s a little Lucery’s fanfic I’ve been writing.. English is not my first language and I apologize if any of the characters seem sorta out of character. I’ll work on it more. Tips are suggested!:3 this is also my first time posting on tumblr ?? So if this is the wrong format or something plz educate me lol

Ocean inspired

Chapter 1

The arrival of Lady Stark was well in preparation. Servants dashed around the castle of dragon stone at the command of the princess, making sure all was perfect. The Starks were loyal people, they bent the knee to the heir of the realm already. But if Rhaenyra's plans went as she hoped, the bond of the houses would be further strengthened by her eldest son wedding The little sister of Kregan. That was the plan of course, though it was only known by the princess and her husband Daemon.

The idea came upon them when a letter arrived from a raven. The Lady Stark was hoping to practice her art and her poetry in dragonstone, she asked her brother who in turn asked the princess. That's when the idea came about her and her husband.

She raised her sons well, Jace was charming enough and a respectful boy. They withheld the betrothal of him and Baela at the hopes this pairing would work. But they still planned to wed Luke and Rhaena to secure the words of Princess Rhaenys and her husband. Further on of course, as to not alarm the boys or make them think anything they shouldn't. Winning over Lady Stark naturally would be much better for them, the Lady could tell her brother of hopes of marriage instead of the Princess, so her intentions didn't seem Ill or forced from the start.

"My princess! The Lady has arrived! Her boat has just docked!" A servant ran up to the princess and curtseyed as she told her of the news. To which she only smiled in response and lifted her dress to quicken her pace down the stairs of the castle. "Luke, Jace, come now she has arrived!" She spoke to her boys while passing by the main room of the castle. They both stood from their spots wide eyed and followed after their mother, eager for interaction with someone other than their beloved family.

As the three made their way outside and then down to the docs of Dragonstone, 4 guards walked with them on the outside of the trio. Stone faced and protective. They stopped at the start of the docs and waited for the girl to approach. Luke was the first to stand up on his tip toes and peer over his brothers shoulder, looking at the large boat for her. When he finally spotted the Stark he felt his eyes nearly pop from his skull, for multiple reasons. She stepped off the boat with the help of one of the royal servants. Her dress was a light blue, it had sleeves that went off of the girls S/c shoulders. And a tightened middle piece at her abdomen, making her body appear with much more curve. And a heart shaped neckline that didn't dive too low, as to keep modesty. It was long, with layers at the bottom of silk. She didn't have many Jewels decorations her skin except for a thin white gold necklace with what looked like a few pearls strung on it.

She was breathtaking in all honesty, both the boys became a little more nervous but what was most shocking, for all three of them was that in her other arm, she held tightly what looked like a white little dire-wolf, no older than a few months from the looks of it. Two men stepped off the boat holding a large blue chest with the sigil of a stark wolf. When the girl met eyes with the three royals, she immediately smiled and held her dress up with her free arm, making her way down the docs as they creaked beneath her feet. Stopping in front of the three.

She paused for a moment with a closed mouth smile as she made eye contact with all three of them, but her eyes paused on Luke for a little longer than the rest.. his did the same.. but she broke the eye contact soon after and curtseyed in front of Rhaenyra. "My princess, thank for for letting me stay here for the few weeks to come. It is a great honor for me and for my family." Her bright eyes closed for a moment before re opening. Rhaenyra only smiled in response. Her purple eyes darting back and fourth between the girl and her pup in arms.

She let out a small laugh. "This is my first born son Jacerys Velaryon" she ushered to her boy as the Lady's eyes went to him as-well.Luke shifted a bit and watched the girls movements eagerly. "My Prince.." She curtseyed in front of Jacerys with a kind smile. He put one arm behind his back and with his other lifted her free hand, placing a kiss on her skin for only a second before letting it down. The lady smiled at this and gave him a nod to which he returned.

"And my second born, Lucerys Valaryon" she did the same motion towards the other boy, who impatiently chewed at his lip and watched the girl. She turned her head quickly towards the boy and gave him a small giggle at the way he was behaving. She moved closer to him and curtseyed as well. "My prince, I've read many books of Driftmark" she said to the nervous boy with welcoming eyes. He shakily lifted her hand to his lips and placed a kiss on it, never breaking eye contact with the girl as she tilted her head a bit smiling. "All good, I hope" she nodded in response and brightened up. "Yes of course, I hoped to visit Driftmark as well one day, I wore pearls to .. uh" her face grew a bit rosy as her eyes shifted all around. The boy still held her hand close to his face as he waited for her to speak.

"To honor the name you've been given much often, the pearl of Driftmark" Luke's face grew a brighter red as well as he  let her hand down slowly  and gave the stark a Nervous smile. His mother laughed a bit at the use of the nickname. "I'll have you visit sometime then my Lady" she giggled in response as Rhaenyra let out a quiet cough. "We weren't made aware that you'd be bringing a um.. Wolf with you on your stay here" she spoke slowly and nervously. The girl perked up and turned to look at the princess, still close in front of Luke. "Oh! She's young, and very tame I assure you. Silk  is her name. I promise you she won't be any bother at all, she's only here to make me feel a bit more secure, I get home sick quite easy" the Stark responded back.

Rhaenyra only nodded with a hum. "That's alright then, I'll have the servants bring your chest up to your chambers, my boys? Will you please escort lady Stark to the castle?" Rhaenyra folded her hands together as she looked back and fourth between her children who only nodded in response. Jace turned on his heels almost immediately but Luke nervously offered out his arm for the girl to take, trying to make her feel as comfortable as possible, and of course this is how his mother taught him to treat Highborn lady's. He was shocked his brother didn't immediately do the same, his head must of been elsewhere.

She gave the boy a smile and wrapped her arms around his own. all three of them began walking in sync up the hills of dragonstone, following a path. "Mother told us your here to write your poetry? Are you a bard?" Jace was the first one to begin conversation. The girl turned a bit red at the mention of her interests. "Oh gods, not necessarily. My poetry is more of a hobby than a profession. But yes I am here for that among other things. Im also here for my art, my brother hoped me to be inspired in a new place! And uh.. possibly,, get some art of a dragon?" The stark said the last bit more like a question.

Both the boys made eye contact with her and looked a bit nervous, the dragons weren't always friendly with new people, especially Jace's. Luke lifted a hand onto her arm that held onto him and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I'll be sure to Ask my mother if that would be alright. Arrax is quite the calm dragon after a bit if you'd wish to paint him" he said in a quieted down voice, he was quite obviously anxious at his interactions with her. But she didn't mind. Found it more cute than anything else.

"That would be perfect Lucery's!" She gave him a squeeze on the arm in return as she locked eyes with the boy. "Of course my Lady". "Oh, you both can call me Y/n, we will be spending much time together in the days following so it only seems right" she was sweet when she spoke to them, almost alarmingly friendly. The boys both nodded in return as the group approached the gates of dragon stone. Y/n was gawking at the looks of it all and was quite un still in the hold of Luke. She was nearly pulling him around looking at all the stone details up close. It smelled strongly of rain she noted.

"Here we are Lady Star-" Jace began but was cut off "just Y/n please" She gave him a pleading smile. He paused for a moment before beginning again. "Yes, we'll, here we are Y/n, I have to go to my Valyrian Lessons with the maesters now but we will be seeing eachother soon enough later in the day." He said it politely but you could tell he was trying to get out of there. He gave a small bow before rushing off just as quickly as he spoke, into the castle.

Leaving the air a little more tense in his leave, "Uhm, I can escort you to your rooms if you'd wish?" Luke chirped up, reminding the girl of his presence right beside her. She turned her head and locked eyes with the boy once again. Hazel ones staring right back into hers. She gave him a nod as they both began walking in sync once again.

Y/n was looking all over the castle as the two of them walked. Always the first to initiate the small talk as they both giggled at jokes along the halls. "We are the same age correct?" She asks him. Luke nods back. He was feeling more comfortable around her now after witnessing her personality. But still the tiniest bit nervous, she knew.

She let out hums as they continued through the castle. He listened to them, letting her voice flood his ears sweetly. The pair would often pause in the halls as the girl payed close attention to all the details on the walls.

"Did you need not go to the Valyrian lessons as well?" She asked him curiously. He laughed in response, more confidently now. "No, I've grown up around my mother and step father since I was younger than Jace, so it came easier for me. I'm quite well at it from what the maesters say, and from what mother tells me at-least.." The girl stopped in her tracks and took hold of both the boys hands. "Say something for me" she looked at him eagerly almost bouncing in her place.

Luke turned a shade of red and made eye contact with the girl. Thinking for a moment. "Nyke olvie biare naejot sagon rūsīr ao isse bisa jēda..." He said the words with a brighter toothy smile, sure the girl wouldn't understand him Anyways. But even without knowing what he said, she was absolutely beaming with joy at the moment. "That was good!! You say it so fluently. You should teach me one day" she giggled teasingly and gave him a slight nudge.

He laughed back breathlessly in response as she took hold on his arm once more. "I would love to, though I'm not completely fluent yet, I still do lessons with the maesters, I just don't need them as desperately as my brother." He was obviously proud of being able to outshine in brother in one thing, his posture becoming more straightened and his tone ever more louder. The Stark girl smiled at this. She definitely had her preference over the Brothers already.

But sadly their conversations came to a stop when they approached her chamber doors. The boys posture slouching over a bit as his eyebrows furrowed. "Here we are" he spoke to her, his voice almost sad. She took notice of it and held tightly onto his arm. "Come in with me?" She asked him sweetly. Not thinking much of it. But his face blushed up bright as a tomato. "I'm not sure how my mother and father would feel about that- I don't think it's quite proper for us to be alone in a bedroom together" the girl ignored him and peered inside the door. Her chest was already there, as was her pup. She didn't quite remember when but she must have handed him over to a servant while walking to take to her chambers while she and the boy talked.

"All my stuffs in here already, I doubt anyone will walk in?" She looked at the boy once more. He seemed hesitant but he looked like he was really considering it. "Please?"

He walked into the room with her the moment she said that, face still bright and his movements more shaky than before. He felt butterfly's in his stomach at the interaction. She let go of his arm as she closed the door behind them both. Clicking the lock into place and rushing over to her pup. "Lucery's, come here pleasee" at her words the boy walked over to them both quite awkwardly. He looked at the wolf nervously as the pup stood up and eyed him. "She's quite pretty" he spoke softly, still not touching the pup.

Y/n turned and looked him at him with a joking grin "not as pretty as you, my prince~" she almost cooed to him before turning back to pet her wolf. Luke inhaled sharply and folded his hands together tightly. His movements stiff as he let the girls words cloud his mind. His nervousness made the air grow a bit more heavy. The girl picked up her wolf and placed her on the bed, turning back to Luke with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to force you into here if it wasn't of your wishes, I just didn't want our time together to end quite yet." She placed a hand on top of his and tilted her head.

"No no it's okay, I didn't want our time to end together yet either, I'm only nervous of what my mother would say-" he responded quickly. She nodded at him and lead him to the door. "Well, I hope you'll get me for dinner? Don't tell him but I do much prefer your company over your brothers~" the brunette laughed at her small poking to his elder brother. "Of course My Lady-" she looked at him expectantly as he thought again. "Until then Y/n, Nyke hope naejot ūndegon aōha gevie laehurlion istin tolī aderī..." he said it almost soothingly as he held onto the girls hands tightly.

She didn't know what he said but she still perked up at the use of his mother tongue. "Until then my Prince.." "you can call me Luke, it only seems right to call one another by our chosen names no?" He gave her a cheeky grin and placed a kiss on her hand, more confident then the one he placed before. "Aha, of course Luke" it felt nice hearing the name he was most often called by roll of her tongue so easily. He was eating up every moment with The Stark Girl and he loved it, not quite used to this amount of attention being showered on him.

She stood on her toes and placed a kiss on the boys cheek, his skin was soft to the touch and he felt like little fireworks were going off in his stomach at the interaction. They smiled at one another as she closed the door to her bedroom. And with more pep than before, Luke made his ways down the hall with a small smile edged on his face.

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Het Pairings Masterlist

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