#anyways I should sleep. bye y'all

[silverchronicler]

Prime Report for January 2024

Hello, good fellows. Maybe at this point I should just wait until after the devstream, but I refuse. Let's predict what the future holds.

Prime Access

Gauss Prime has taken over Prime Access with Acceltra Prime and Akarius Prime, and there he should stay until April. Garuda Prime's relics are now in the vault, and Khora Prime (and Hystrix and the Dual Keres Prime with her) will be next up in April when Gauss leaves.

So, who will take over when Gauss leaves in April? As of today, we don't yet know. Will they be likely to tell us who it will be in friday's devstream? Almost certainly! But they may wait a while. So let's see who it SHOULD be.

With the pairing of Grendel and Gauss Prime, the male-male rotation is finished, meaning that next rotation should be female-female. But, the next batch of warframes will likely have a fun shake up.

After Gauss and Grendel, the release order of warframes goes:

Protea Xaku Lavos Sevagoth Yareli

While Xaku is nonbinary, they fill the second slot in the female release rotation, and likely will in the Prime rotation as well, with two male frames between them and Yareli. (Also, it would be QUITE a shake up for Yareli to jump the queue, and would mess up the timing quite a bit for future expected Primes as well.) But, Xaku can fill whatever slot they like.

Most likely we will be getting Protea first and Xaku after, unless the team decides they'd like to tackle the skeleton first. I find this unlikely, and people have been wondering how they'd go about Xaku Prime for a while, so Protea as our next Prime would make plenty of sense.

When we do see Xaku Prime though, they will give us an interesting look into how the lore may adapt for future Warframes of strange origin as well. Does Caliban, a warframe created seemingly by the sentients, have a Prime? Or was he created by the orokin and simply inspired by the sentients, and it wasn't clear before? Who knows! It may also allow us to eventually get prime trailers with voice overs by characters other than Ballas, which would be very fun. Maybe we will get Mother or Grandmother to tell us about Xaku Prime? The possibilities are endless and I will warmly welcome our new skeleton overlord.

Then, after Protea and Xaku figure out their order, they will be followed by Lavos and Sevagoth. Protea and Xaku should be released in spring and summer this year, with Lavos and Sevagoth taking the slots for autumn and winter of this year/early next year.

And then, if all goes well, next spring should bring Yareli Prime (to be followed shortly by Gyre Prime).

Obviously these warframes should all be accompanied by their signature weapons, but what other weapons do you think they'll have? What do you WANT them to have? What weapons will we never get primes of no matter how much we beg?? Some of these questions may never be answered (unless you want to).

Prime Resurgence

This week as part of the Prime Resurgence event, Varzia is selling Saryn, Valkyr, Atlas, and Vauban Prime and their associated weapons (Cernos, Venka, Spira, Nikana, Tekko, Fragor, and Akstiletto Prime). They will be in for another week until Feb 1st.

Starting Feb 1st and going until Feb 15th, all the Prime Warframes that showed up during the event will return, plus Rhino and Nyx Prime. This means that all of Mesa, Hydroid, Ivara, Oberon, Volt, Loki, Nova, Trinity, Saryn, Valkyr, Atlas, Vauban, Rhino, and Nyx Prime and their associated weapons will be in Varzia's shop for two weeks. At the moment it isn't clear what we will be getting after that, starting Feb 15th. Hopefully the devstream will give us some hints.

(Titania Prime would be a good answer I think.)

In the mean time, don't forget: January Devstream on Friday, Jan 26th at 2 pm ET! Twitch drop will be an Umbra Forma Blueprint, so make sure to tune in for the first Devstream of the year!

Any predictions for what topics we might get news about, other than the time traveling elephant in the room? Echoes of the walls??? Void Angels 3: The Revengening? Is the Krios Signa soon to be lost to time???? Feel free to tell me your thoughts.

See you on Friday!

[thecryptidcottage]

𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅𝐄'𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐍.

          for fourteen years, wolfe’s den has been slinging pints and offering temporary escape to the locals of notting hill ; brightly painted brick and gaudy, hand-strung lights set the dive bar apart from surrounding businesses, an eye-catching beacon of non-conformity placed brazenly on the corner of intersecting streets lined with uniform brownstones. though it’s much larger upon entering than you’d assume from first glance, plenty of warm, low lighting and maximalist grunge decor give the entirety of the space a cozy, intimate and almost nostalgic atmosphere. the staff is small and incredibly close-knit, and most nights, you can find owner dom wolfe pouring drinks alongside his team of skilled bartenders and chatting with regulars and newcomers alike.

          ( if you see a young teen lingering around, don’t fret ― that’s dom’s son, charlie, and he’s got less than a snowball’s chance in hell of getting a drink here, especially under his dad’s watch. maybe in five years. ) 

          over the years, and especially since the passing of his wife and business partner, dom has invested in improving and expanding and renovating the bar to stay ( at least somewhat ) relevant and attract the same crowds of its prime. as of this year, wolfe’s den boasts four billiards tables, a small stage built by dom himself for live music and open mic nights and, on that note, a full karaoke set up — tuesdays and fridays from 8 pm until midnight, in case you were wondering. and yes, sometimes the staff participates too. wolfe’s den tries to give back to the community when it can, so the bar often hosts community events to fundraise for a number of different causes and charities, including programs for the arts in public schools and refuge centers for women and children.

          wolfe’s den has always striven to be a safe and welcoming place for everyone, and if you’ve visited in the past year, you may have noticed a number of pride flags appearing in the windows at the front of the bar. it has become a visibly and proudly lgbtqia+ friendly establishment ; all of the staff wear pronoun pins alongside their name tags, the restrooms are gender neutral, and every other saturday, there’s a special on £3 rainbow jello shots, and 100% of the proceeds from the sales go directly to a non-profit that provides resources for the uk’s lgbt youth. there’s also been talk of a monthly drag brunch in the works, so keep an eye out in the near future if bloody marys and bustiers sound like a good morning to you.

          whether it’s for a good cause or good company or, hell, even just a good drink, you can almost always find what you’re seeking at wolfe’s den. if you don’t believe it, stop in and see for yourself. and if you do come in and still manage to have a bad time, look for dom. your next drink’s on the house.

[pedal-writes]

Homesick (1)

Summary: What happens when Sam Witwicky's older sister, you, gets wrapped up with the conflict of the autobots and the decepticons coincidentally by visiting your family? Over time, it seems that you and the autobot's leader find out you two have more in common than you initially thought… But it doesn't really mean anything, right?

A/N: Hi everyone! This is gonna be my first actual long fanfic which I'm pretty nervous about (since I always seem to backtrack on the ones I try to write.)

But I recently watched Transformers 2007 and the brainrot is honestly too intense, I had to do something about it so bayverse OP x reader!! It's funny, I've been a transformers fan since 2017 and I've now just got around to watching the movie. I was kinda putting it off since it's not exactly a fan fav among some transformers fans haha. Oh yeah, there are a few scenes from the movie I won't write like the weird bumblebee piss scene and some of the mildly suggestive dialogue considering the other two main characters (besides the reader) are literally like 16 😭. Micheal bay is a freak!!!

Just a heads up, I guess I'm going for a more wattpad-y vibe for this fic considering some of the tropes that I'm using and the fact I'm going directly off of the tf 2007 movie (cause that's like every bayverse op x reader that's on there lolz). Idk Ig I just have a guilty pleasure for corny fics so yeah!!

If y'all want to read this on ao3 or Wattpad, it's in my pinned post :3 Anyways, bye pookies!!

As the moon's reflected light illuminated the dark room, it was quiet besides the occasional shuffling and jolting that came from your sleeping form. Suddenly your eyes shot open. You groaned as you sat up and felt a layer of cold sweat coating your forehead. You shakily got up from the bed and began a walk to the kitchen to get a glass of water. A small creak came from the cabinet and you grabbed a small glass and filled it with tap water, taking a few gulps. After four long years of college, you decided to move away from your hometown and all the way across the country to the east coast. Los Angeles was never your type of city as, in your opinion, it was mainly set up for movie stars and aspiring musicians, not computer scientists. So moving to a completely different city like Philadelphia to pursue your passion sounded like a fantastic idea. But now that you’re here, you’ve felt nothing but homesick.

You’ve always been a family-orientated person, always spending time with your parents and helping Sam, your little brother, with what he needed for school. Although he could be a serious little shit sometimes, the two of you were like peas in a pod, absolute besties! A small smile grows across your face as you think of the times you picked him up from school and took him to the arcade or when you always managed to find tickets to his favorite bands and saw them during the weekends.

A small sigh leaves your lips and you set down your glass on the counter. You walk back into your bedroom and take a look at the calendar hanging on the wall, the month being March. The thought of visiting your family crossed your mind and you could wait a few more months until summer came around but it’s not like you were working at the moment. After you moved, you were working a job as an information security analyst. The pay was definitely above average and it was going alright until an unsavory incident happened with a coworker and you literally couldn’t work there, so you quit.

Alright, I have enough money in my bank account to buy a plane ticket and to sustain me for a few weeks while I’m there. I should probably call mom in the morning and tell her I’m planning on visiting, her and dad will probably be ecstatic. As for Sam…

You opened a drawer on your nightstand and pulled out a piece of jewelry. It was an opal bead necklace you found at the mall one day. It was sort of an impulsive purchase, considering the price, but you thought it would be a nice gift for your little brother because opal was his birthstone after all. You gently placed the necklace back in the drawer and shut it, making your way back to your calendar and writing a few reminders on some of the upcoming days. 

       . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁.

After all the planning and flying, you were finally back in California. It really was a pain since there somehow weren't any available flights to Los Angeles from Philadelphia so you had to spend the night in an empty airport in Kansas and fly to L.A. in the morning. A yawn falls from your lips as you drive through the familiar neighborhoods leading up to your family's home. You turn on the radio and the latest hit began to play, “Irreplaceable” by Beyonce you thought. It wasn’t really your type of music but it’s Beyonce.

A few minutes passed and you heard your phone ringing. You turned down the radio and grabbed it from the passenger seat, flipping it open and putting it against your ear. “Hello?”

‘Hi honey.’ It was your mom. ‘How far out are you?’

“Oh hi mom. I’m not that far, just give me a few more minutes. You don’t have to call me when you know I'll be there eventually.” You chuckled, gently pressing the brakes as you stopped at a red light.

‘I know, I’m just excited to see you!’ Her voice buzzed excitedly. ‘I’ll be waiting outside for you, see you in a bit.’

“See you in a bit.”

A few moments later the familiar layout of your house came into view and you couldn't help but feel a bit giddy. You saw your mom, Judy, excitedly waving next to the frontdoor, you smiled to yourself. You pulled your car into the driveway and got out of it, Judy pulling you into a tight hug, swaying you from side to side slightly. "I'm so happy to see you, honey!" 

She said sweetly, pulling away while holding both of your hands. "How’s my little genius been?"

Your smile turned into a small frown. "Oh I've been doing... alright for the most part. I had to quit my job recently because of a bad experience I had with a coworker. I’ll tell you about it later but it really sucks, I liked that job." You grimaced slightly at the memories of the not-very-pleasant experience, Judy patting your back in a comforting manner. "Anyway, say, where's dad?" You abruptly changed the subject.

"Oh, your father had to run some errands, but he'll be back soon. He's been so hellbent on making his grass perfect. I think he's starting to go a bit crazy." She said, doing a swirly motion around the side of her head.

You chuckle as you walk back over to your car to retrieve your bag and suitcase. You and Judy walk into the house, an excited mojo greeting you by jumping up and down in that typical chihuahua fashion. "Aw, hi mojo." You cooed, leaning down and petting him near his ears. "I missed you too." Your eyes drifted down to his coller, seeing the jewelry wrapped around his neck.

“Is this your doing, mom?” You laughed.

Judy simply shrugged. “I think it looks cute on him. Oh yeah, Sam's upstairs doing his whole eBay thing, I'm sure he'll tell you all about it when you talk to him." Judy said, walking towards the kitchen and preheating the oven. "Do you need help with your bags?"

"No I'm alright mom, thanks though." You say, walking towards the staircase with your bags in hand.

"Alright honey, make sure to tell Sam I'm making lunch."

"Will do!" You holler from upstairs.

You head towards the rather empty room that used to be yours and set your things down, looking around at the empty walls where posters used to hang and the still neat bed, feeling a little nostalgic. You exit your room and head right to Sam's, ignoring the do not enter sign and opening the door. You see your brother’s hunched over figure messing around on his computer and shake your head, knocking on the door frame to alert him of your presence. Sam jumped, turning around suddenly. "Jesus! You scared the shit outta me. I didn't know you were here yet."

"I can't believe you didn't hear me. Come here, give me a hug dude." You said, spreading your arms in an inviting motion. Sam rolled his eyes and walked over and hugged you. You gave him a small pat on the back and pulled away from him, giving him a small grin. "So how are things? How's school?" You asked.

"It's good, pretty good. I've been trying to get this whole eBay thing running. Oh yeah, and dad made a deal with me and soon I’ll have my own car. I just gotta get an A on this history project coming up." Sam replied, turning around and typing a few more things into his laptop before closing it.

“Wow, that’s awfully generous of him. I’m excited for you though.” You chuckled, leaning against his door frame and crossing your arms. "Anything new with that one girl… What was her name?"

"You mean Mikaela?”

“Yeah Mikaela, The girl you’ve liked since forever and is totally not out of your league.” You said sarcastically.

"What??" Sam exclaimed, whipping his head towards you. "She is not out of my league! She is really gorgeous and stunning in every single way, and she would totally give me a chance. I just gotta… ask her.”

"And when will that be, Casanova?" You laughed.

"Soon! Really really soon. When I get this car next week, and I will get that A, then I’ll have a chance! Any girl loves a guy with a nice car." Sam said, a cocky tone in his voice. 

"Oookay, I hear you... oh yeah! Hold on, I got something for you, give me a second..." You walked into your room and rummaged through your purse, pulling out the necklace. You walk back into Sam’s room and excitedly give him the piece of jewelry. “I found it while I was shopping at the local mall a few months ago. Since Opal is your birthstone, I thought you’d like it. And it’s also not a super girly necklace, you’re welcome by the way.”

Sam took the necklace from your hands and admired the carefully strung together beads in the sunlight of his window, the beads glimmering a variety of colors. “Wow this is really neat. Thank you but y’know, I'm not really much of a jewelry guy." Sam said a bit nervously.

"Oh come on, wear it!" You pat him on the back reassuringly. "Girls love guys who are comfortable with their sexuality, it shows maturity. Besides, you'll look like one of those... surfer guys. You know what I mean? When they wear those small necklaces.”

Sam frowned and gestured to himself. "Do I look like a surfer guy?"

"I’m just trying to be supportive!" You said, making your way out of the room. "By the way, mom's making lunch. Make sure not to get too engrossed in your master plan of getting with Mikaela and actually put some meat on those bones." You commented teasingly.

Sam groaned and waved you off dismissively, sitting down at his desk again. You chuckle and walk into your room, crouching down and pulling a few essentials out of your suitcase. Now that you’re back in Cali, you were excited to see a few of your friends that you’ve been friends with since high-school. Funnily enough, you managed to become friends with the “popular girls” solely because you helped a few of them with their math and science work and now they deemed you besties for life.

Which you didn’t mind honestly.

Most of these girls were rich and actually really nice despite what people stereotype “popular girls” to be. The person that comes to mind is your friend Felicity. She’s probably the one you would call your “top tier bestie”, the girl that constantly came over to your house when you were a teenager (annoying your brother immensely), the girl that called you like every single day you were away to college since you two went to different ones. She was super duper excited when you called her, telling her how you were gonna be in town for a few weeks.

Of course she had plans for you two to go to the spa and then go to the beach and blah blah blah. It would be nice to get out of the house every once in a while to catch up since Sam's gonna be in school most of the time. You put your laptop down on your bed and was about to sit down before you heard your mom yell for you from the kitchen.

“Hey sweetie, can you come down and help me?”

“Oh– Coming Mom!” You quickly got up and left your room, heading downstairs. You couldn’t help but look forward to the next few upcoming weeks, knowing it’ll be the most eventful and actually fun thing you’ve done in months. 

[stargazingcarol]

And this is why the carriage scene in bridgerton is my favorite:

The fact that Colin says: "you cannot marry that man. He will leave you. And he is too particular" 'too particular' bc he eats only vegetables? Colin is a certified hater. There's nothing wrong with a person who's vegetarian and here is Colin bridgerton being a fucking hater. Just to have no more words to say on why pen cannot marry that man and just resolve with "and he is just not right for you pen."

Colin's "friends" said it themselves. There's practically nothing bad to say about lord debling. Except that he doesn't eat meat. That's the only particular thing about him. That he loves animals so much he won't eat them.

When Pen suggest that Colin might like her is a silly idea, she might laugh. Gosh my girl is so hurt after her love being one sided for 2 seasons...

Her soft "What?" After Colin says what if I had feelings for you. She never expected that. She obviously doesn't believe it.

And then Colin blurts the most romantic poetry I've heard in bridgerton yet. Telling her how he prefers sleeping because that's the only way he might seek her out. Don't even get me started. I swooned.

But Penelope STILL doesn't believe him. "do not say things you don't mean" this girl. This girl thinks he is JOKING. only way a person would think that is if they have been hurt in the past before from said one sided love. She has even been mocked by her mother in season 2: "Colin is no more your friend than I am catherine the great". No one thinks Colin might like Penelope. So why should she think differently? That he might actually like her? Not possible in her eyes. Not after everything.

"but Colin we are friends" the face he makes when she says this. He apologizes for thinking she might feel the same as he does.

But when she says that she would love to be more than friends. He eyes her with lust and love all the same. And he kisses her open mouthed. This man was fucking STARVED.

And and I KNOW pen has wanted to run her fingers through his hair since forever and the pleasured face he makes, makes the scene all the more better. His smug face before he kisses her...

The boob grab!!!!!! 🐝🐝🐝

And the silent permission to touch her where no one has ever touched her...

When the carriage finally stops and Colin makes the joke of the carriage driver it's so HIM. And it's so THEM. cause they make jokes and puns and they're both funny people and writers. WHAT ever...

The final small peck, not open mouthed anymore or frantic, just pure love. QUE VIVA EL AMOR!!!!

Colin holds her dress with the fingers that weren't inside her if y'all even care btw.

When he silently gets out of the carriage and pen calls out to him, looking scared, as if she still thinks this is all a joke. A dream. That he does not like her at all.

Until he asks her to come inside. To marry him. And then she's on cloud 9. That's all she ever wanted. To marry him. To marry Colin bridgerton. Her best friend.

He does NOT want to court her. He already is in love with her. He grew up with her. He KNOWS her. No need for courting in Colin's mind. He wants to MARRY her. Gosh.

Anyways I made real notes on my journal to gather my thoughts on this.

I've seen the carriage scene a bunch of times, bye.

[thesunbun]

Attention Aspecs and Aspecs only top secret message, grab your morse code translator

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Ok non aspecs are gone

I originally tried to make an audio file in morse code, but WAV isn't sendable and converting to MP3 it seemed to do something to the audio. I can still send it in a reblog if y'all want BUT.

Here's the idea.

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reply if you have any ideas on how. Doing this because I think we should have our own flags.

Update! if translation errors appear, which would be so annoying, I spent literally a hour making sure that would work - I already couldn't use the audio file. I'm so sleep deprived but if this doesn't work, I'm switching to binary code. The problem might be with tumblr however. Works everywhere else I've tried it.

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Update

You know what, I'm tired of tumblr's sh!t just message me if you wanna know, it's not that important anyways. i'm pretty sure you can only see what sent if you typed the full thing by hand into a translator, done that once, not fun, not worth.

Imma splwwp or procrastinate on that by being Peanuts fan, so bye.

Update:

[isthisrealliiife]

It Me!

tl;dr:

I'm still sick;

I'm finishing the last project of my last class for grad school;

should be back to working on aeas on a regular basis in about two weeks, give or take.

OK so I think about an echo a stain a lot, particularly because it's been over a month since I last updated. My history as a writer and a human compel me to update y'all probably as much for my own sake as anyone else's because I think most of the people who read aeas are out here on Ao3 with their notifications on loool (I wish there were a way to make like, an author post to update people there that wouldn't make me look like an asshole chapter tease loool.) ANYWAY real quick, in case you were wondering which one or two of you might be! 1. I'm still sick but I think I'm actually getting better. It's slow and it's hard. And part of why it's slow and it's hard is because 2a. I'm actually trying to finish the final project of the very last course of my MLIS*, which was delayed enormously because I was sick lol.

2b. It is the worst assignment I have ever had to complete for any program of any kind ever. I am still sick, and so every iota of my energy is going into this monstrous thing that just won't end, and until it's done I just do not have a scrap of energy to spare. I'm not even playing BG3 right now just shaking my fucking fist at the PWI gods, eating, sometimes kinda sleeping and staring at visual novels braindead af

OK and also following this wild-ass chisme with Kendrick and Aubrey because OMFGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG Y'ALLLLLL A MINORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR LOOOL OK sorry. Anyway, I swear to the baby jesus once I finish this project which like -- it's not only that it's tedious it is a thing I must do that scrapes against the core of my very being, it is everything I hate about society, institutions, America, late-stage capitalism, white supremacy -- EVERYTHING.

But it's the very very very last thing and I'm so so close to being done after having had to delay for soooooo long can't stop won't stop so I will be running myself into the ground for the duration of this endeavor, then I'll probably take some time to recover, and then yes, I will finally, thankfully, be back on my aeas bullshit. in the meantime, if you want some little aeas / Astarion or ZeetheBee / my Tavvy treats, just shoot me an ask. It might take me a couple of days to get to it but I will probably spin you a whole fuckin drabble or even a short one-shot because despite my commitment to this project I do love an excuse to abandon it from time to time OK I'mma take my livejournal energy out of here to the two of you who made it to the end literally dm me with a parameter for a drabble I'll make you one you'll probably get it by July OK bye *(YES I am going to be a librarian and YES I am hype and YES it is one of my career goals to host a drag story hour)

[averagedualies]

[CHAT LOG 1. DATE: 1/28/2024]

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[Vincent joined the chat] [Vincent added Byte, Ebb, and 1 other] Vincent: Please tell me this works- Vincent: ..guys? Vincent: Agh, I knew this wasn't gonna work :[ [Ebb joined the chat] Ebb: Holy squit Ebb: Everyone get in here right now Vincent: ... Vincent: IM Vincent: DFIJIDFOSjdfojfjfdjIFDJIF HOLD ON A SEOCNDI NEED TO BREAKTH [Vincent left the chat] [Tide joined the chat] Tide: What's going on? Tide: wait a sec Tide: DUALIE!!! :-D Ebb: Where's Byte? Tide: Store, getting some food Tide: He should be back in a bit Ebb: aight Ebb: I wonder when Dualie's gonna show up again [Vincent joined the chat] Vincent: HI IM BACKSDisdjisjdijsdIO Tide: Dont forget to breath!! Ebb: Breathe* Tide: :-| Tide: Anyways Tide: DUALIE!!! Vincent: I THOUGHT I'D NEVER SEE YOU ALL AGAIN :[ Tide: Awee :[ dude we'd never stop trying to get y'all home. Tide: Seriously, Byte's been working day and night. Please tell him to go to bed when he gets here.

Vincent: youuu got it!

Vincent: Ough, sleepy but I wanna talk to you guys!! How’s everything been?? I heard there was a splatfest while I was gone! What teams did you all pick?

Tide: Homestly? We didn’t really participate in it much. It felt wrong without you :-[

Ebb: yeah, can’t go team friends without your friends.

Tide: I wanted to go team family actually. So did Byte

Ebb: well you two are the only ones that actually have families so

Tide:…I mean I was gonna spend the holidays with all of you, because you’re honestly better than my bio family.

Ebb: That’s fair. Your moms kinda an ass

Tide: yeahhh :-/ she is.

Vincent: I think Byte is the only one with a decent bio family now that I think about it

Vincent: oughh, evil headache :[

Vincent: I should probably sleep soon

Ebb: oh yeah, your meds are still here. you want us to send em?

Vincent: mmmno

Ebb: why not?

Vincent: it’s uh- it’s complicated. A lots happened in the past two months. I’ll explain it tmmrw.

Ebb: Gotcha. I’ll let Byte know you were here.

Tide: Bye Dualie!! Stay safe! :-]

[Vincent left the chat]

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So uhm, I managed to contact home!! Thank you to the people who sent me the stuff :]

I’m sharing these here as kinda an archive I guess? Or if anything interesting gets sent. I want you all to know what’s going on (dw I got permission to share these chats)

[a-heart-like-a-sparrow]

December 10th, 2023 - Dream boy

────────────────────────────── Woke up at 2PM Didn't have breakfast He was in my dreams again ──────────────────────────────

☆.。†：＊・゜☆．。†：＊・゜☆．。†：＊・゜☆

Hey, how's everything? I hope y'all are okay.

I know it's technically Monday 11th and that I'd forgotten to post the entry for the 9th. I know, I'm stupid, and I'm pissed of by that. Anyway-

I woke up in the afternoon and suddenly we didn't have electricity lmao. But everything's fine now! I also started to see a pattern: I wake up late, then I wake up early and have breakfast, I fall asleep, and the following day I wake up late again. I hate it.

In other news, we have a new president in the country. That's all I could see on TV today. I'm not into politics tho, so I don't know what to think about him - I don't trust him a lot.

Today was quite depressing. Nothing happened, and I felt lonely again. I guess that kept me tired, I'll take advantage of it and sleep early.

Speaking of sleeping, HE was in my dreams again. A boy I see at school. He's like a year older than me, and he's in another grade. I don't know why he appears in my dreams, but it's just the same as reality: I see him in the distance, but we never talk.

Actually, we had smiled at each other in real life, but we hadn't spoken a lot. I bet he thinks I'm weird, that's why I don't approach him. Also, my friends told me he's kind of a creep, and I should be careful.

I mean, they're right, and I know they want me to be safe. But something inside of me simply NEEDS to be with him, to have friends, to fill a void. It makes me sick.

The song I chose for today reminds me of him. I still hope to see him next year...

ANYWAY, I'M SHARING PICTURES NOW :D! You can finally see my cat! Isn't she beautiful? Well, the quality is absolute shit, but I think you'll be able to see enough. I'm thinking about adding one every day, but I don't know what to show you, since I don't go out a lot lol. I'll figure it out soon.

That's everything I can saw for now. I'll be back tomorrow. Bye-bye.

☆.。†：＊・゜☆．。†：＊・゜☆．。†：＊・゜☆

[rainstorms-little-creations]

Holy hecc it's been nearly 2 weeks since i made an original post

That's because i've been procrastinating due to my lack of motivation :D

Anyways i have another oc to show y'all. They don't have a name yet so i've just been calling them Future Boy. Behold, him✨

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Future Boy is a character in the same universe as my other OCs Edith and Agnes. As the name suggests, he is from the Distant Future™. The Distant Future™ in this case is approximately the 24th century where the earth has become destroyed beyond repair. Biodiversity is but a distant memory and the air is so toxic and polluted that one must wear a gas mask to go outside. The billionaires and trillionaires live on a newly terraformed Mars with clean air and the most advanced technology whilst the rest of humanity wither away on the shell of a planet that used to be Earth.

Ever since the day he learned of what the earth used to be, Future Boy has spent his life dreaming of living in a world where climate change never wrecked his planet. Technology has advanced so much by now that time travel is now possible. Future Boy manages to steal a time machine and transports himself to the past. He lands in the 21st century where he meets a scientist who is on the brink of inventing time travel herself. In a fight where the scientist attempts to sieze Future Boy's time machine, the two accidentally end up activating the device which sends them to the year 1892. Future Boy and the scientist somehow manage to lose the time machine and it ends up in the hands of Edith and Agnes, two Victorian #galpals.

The scientist and Future Boy are now stuck in 1892. The scientist lady essentially threatens him into either finding the time machine or building a new one so that she can return to her time. By now, Future Boy has gotten what he wanted. He traveled back in time and got to experience the earth before its decay. But they are not yet fully satisfied, they wish to travel back even further to when humanity was just another group of animals in nature, perhaps even further. Before their species had any impact on the planet that they knew would eventually lead to its destruction. But Future Boy can't do that without the time machine, so they continue to search day after day with no idea that the device has basically been within his reach the entire time. (By that i mean that edith and agnes, who have the machine, live in the same town that future boy and the scientist are currently residing in).

So yeah that's the backstory/context for this character. I haven't designed the scientist lady yet, but once i do i will be posting about her. Also that little red alarm clock that future boy is holding in the drawing is the time machine. I suppose i should make another design for him where he's wearing 1890s clothing since he's living in that time now. The only name i've come up with for him is Neo, idk futuristic names are hard ok. I guess i could just google some names and pick which one i like lol.

Anyway i think this whole story and these characters would make for a really fun webcomic. I think if i just keep the story simple enough, it should be good for my first comic. I would like to have some help with that though haha.

I'm gonna go sleep for 17 h now bye bye /j

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Ben: AND IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII HOLY SHIT WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUU

Ben: I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU DID THIS TO ME GODDAMNIT HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME

*five hours later in the ER*

Diego: So you just… woke up at three a.m. and decided to kill yourself?

Klaus: Yes.

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

Me: my mental state is so good 😌😌😌😌

That Thought™: h-

Me: NOT RN!! I was literally just saying how good it was. We just gonna chiiillllll for a second, mkay? MKAY?? Okay. 😁😁🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰.

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high off of you

❥ 8k words | nsfw | eren x reader

❥ you’re dragged to a smoke session by your roommate, and you actually enjoy yourself— maybe a little more than you should have; and eren jaeger is to blame.

❥ content: choking, lowkey breeding kink ish, praise kink, slight orgasm denial, overstimulation, drugs (weed)

content.

content is how you were feeling.

you had just gotten done with your shower, your covers were finally draped over your almost bare legs, your laptop was sat in your lap and you had put your hair up to get it out of the way. you were relaxed, you were calm, and you had decided you were gonna finish off your night with an episode of your favorite show, no matter how many times you had saw it.

"c'mon, we're going to get high."

your peaceful vibe was interrupted, and in the most abrupt manner your roommate could muster; he swung the door open not even bothering to knock, leaned against the doorframe and let his eyes survey your slightly mess room before landing on you and giving you the most goofy grin.

"connie, what the fuck?" you frowned and went to pause your show only to realize you hadn't even started it. with a sigh you looked back up at connie with clear irritation written across your face.

"what? don't you want to get high?"

"i just got out of the shower, i'm in bed now," you moved your laptop and threw the covers off of your legs and pointed to your shorts. "i have pajamas on and i was about to watch my show, no i don't want to get high right now." wasn't that the obvious? you couldn't lie, the offer was tempting since you weren't the one paying, and it gave you the opportunity to see your friends again, but the getting ready process had made you shove the offer down.

as if on cue connie seemed to read your mind. "you don't have to get cute or anything. it's literally just our regular smoke circle. just throw on a jacket and let's go."

you groaned and leaned your head back letting your arm drape over your eyes. "didn't we just come from sasha's house earlier this week? who the hell is supplying y'all this fast?" you tried to come up with an excuse to stay home, but connie was clearly one step ahead of you.

"it's not sasha's house it's eren's." the stupid sly grin on his face appeared and he leaned further into your room already knowing he had you trapped. he knew, much like the rest of the friend group about the undying tension between you and eren, but nobody could pinpoint exactly what it was. it wasn't that the two of you necessarily liked each other but you were... friendlier than friendly best friends. eren and you would flirt with each other more often than not and were very hands on. not to mention how excited you'd get when you got to see him, and vice versa.

connie didn't even give you the chance to respond to that comment, your answer was evident just by the way your attention spiked at the mention of eren's name, and the way your body stiffened in the slightest. he shut the door to wait for you and couldn't help but laugh at your feeble attempt of getting out of a session with your circle.

you lost, and you were slightly upset. any other words in your defense were stuck down your throat, and connie was already long down the hall. the only thing you were able to mention was a loud, "and knock next time, dumbass!" before you did as he said, grabbing your jacket and slipping out the door with connie.

that's how you handed up where you were now, at eren's shared apartment with mikasa and armin, although mikasa's car was missing from the parking lot.

"i love the outfit. it's giving me very much... hobo." connie looked you up and down stifling a laugh while the two of you waited at the door after the first ring.

you followed his eyes looking yourself up and down as well. you did look a little silly, black crew socks with crocs over top. you didn't even take it upon yourself to zip up your jacket all the way, the black fabric draping off your shoulder on one side revealing your shoulder only adorned by a single white strap to your cropped tank top. of course the jacket was a little big, covering your sleep shorts slightly. you weren't even sure if the jacket was yours.

"shut the fuck up." you kicked connie with your croc and he hissed, grabbing his shin before being a fool and hopping towards the door some more, spamming the doorbell.

"help! i'm getting abused!" and in that moment you wondered how you managed to share an apartment with the clown.

connie's ringing only stopped when the door flew open, sasha's figure standing there with a small smile. "hey!" her tone was cheery and loud as she grabbed connie's hand pulling him into a dramatic hug before reaching a hand out to you and pulling you into one too. "i missed you guys!"

"sasha we saw you earlier this week." you forced yourself out of her grip with an apologetic smile just in case your gesture came off as rude. connie nodded in agreement and stepped aside already heading towards eren's room. i mean seriously, wouldn't it have made more sense for you not to come if he was that eager to smoke? they could've had more rounds!

"that doesn't mean i couldn't miss you." her hand embraced yours once more and she slammed the door shut, locking it and leading you to the door opened ajar on the other end of the hallway, of course eren's as he always had those red led lights bleeding from underneath the doorway. "connie told me you didn't want to come also, so this is a surprise."

you rolled your eyes. "so he knew i didn't want to come and still asked?"

"well it was worth a shot; and look where it landed you, you're about to be faded." and she wasn't wrong. she finally let go of your hand and opened the door, the bright LEDS hitting you straight on making you squint for a second before your eyes surveyed the room. jean was already chatting with connie on the futon while eren was sat on his bed with a tray in his lap, rolling the blunt.

what you didn't see was the glance he gave you when you first started scanning the room, immediately trying to look focused on rolling the blunt while attempting to hide his boyish grin. you likewise, you bit the inside of your cheeks to stop from smiling at the sight of the pretty boy; his brown locks pulled back into the sloppiest ponytail, and the hairs in the back of his head skimming the black top he wore.

"so she actually came?" jean voiced looking over to you and making his way over to you from his position on the futon to embrace you in a side hug.

"jean boy," you used his nickname to mock him before returning his hug causing him to grimace at you and pull his arm back. you started to laugh and rolled your eyes at his dramatic actions once more. "yes, yes i did come."

"doesn't she look stupid?" connie looked up from his phone at you and jean giggling under his breath. jean took in your appearance and tried not to laugh, a small smirk on his face that was wiped off when you slapped his chest then flipped connie off.

"shut your bald ass up, connie." you retorted.

"i'm growing hair, i keep telling you that!" and the whole room burst into laughter, sasha doubling over because there still wasn't a trace of growth on his head.

"connie, you have no room to talk you are actually stupid." sasha added before going over to sit with the boy after grabbing a bag of chips from the desk next to the open door.

you shut the door behind you and continued to stand awkwardly until eren spoke, "you're laughing but as soon as she takes that jacket off you're gonna try to jump on her, kirchstein." he said with a raise of his eyebrow before letting his eyes wander over your frame.

now you were really trying to hide your smile, and you cursed yourself when one graced your face anyways. "eren," you dragged out his name walking over to him on his bed before plopping yourself down and resting your head on his shoulder. "get me away from these idiots." you faked a sigh before eren chuckled and gave you a side hug much like jean’s before continuing to roll his blunt.

"damn jaeger, you were so quiet i forgot you were here." connie said, not looking up from his phone that sasha peered over as well.

"and stop making slick jokes and hurry up with the blunt." jean huffed scooting off the futon and resting his head on his palm. "i'm tryna smoke."

you watched eren look down at jean with a negative expression before continuing to roll, and you watched intently loving the way he looked while he did it. the way he let his tongue slide over the gutted blunt was enticing  and you looked from your position on his shoulder.

he let his eyes drift over to you without moving his head and then he placed the blunt on the tray grabbing the grinder and holding it out in front of you. "you wanna grind it for me?" he asked with a small smile and it caught you off guard. you took a minute to process what he said before you grabbed the grinder and let it come apart in two.

"i mean, i guess." he slid the tray over to your lap and did that chuckle again.

"do you even know how? i bet you've always had someone roll for you, huh?"

you couldn't help but break out into another smile, this one out of slight embarrassment before you bumped his shoulder playfully and setting down the grinder on the tray. "bye... i've only rolled once."

"she doesn't know how, and plus just earlier she asked me who our supplier was. even sasha knows that!" connie looked over and you met his eyes with a glare, a deadpanned expression crossing your face and the group broke into laughter again besides you.

"connie i'm gonna fuck you up." you muttered. your mood shifted once more though when eren began placing the weed into the grinder and closed the lid handing it to you.

"work some magic, babe." you were really trying not to show how excited you were, butterflies flapping their wings and flapping them hard in your stomach, especially at the nickname. you began twisting the small container and eren's calloused hands stopped yours from grinding too much. "that's good, that's good." he took it from your hands then pulled the tray over. "i got it from here."

"yeah cause she's gonna fuck it up." jean laughed and connie joined in his eccentric laugh filling the air as well causing you to groan.

"can y'all shut up? damn. you can't roll either jean."

ooohh's from connie and sasha bounced around the room and jean looked up at you amusement dancing in his eyes. "better than you."

"at least i look good while doing it." you sassed playfully while moving invisible hair behind you ear. you could've sworn eren nodded his head from next to you, and those dumb butterflies in your stomach began moving again.

"got that right." jean snapped back just as quick a flirtatious tone to his voice that caught you off guard and you raised an eyebrow at the sudden demeanor. eren looked up for a split second before glancing at you again, his eyebrows furrowed in... confusion maybe?

"weren't you just making fun of me earlier?"

"chill, we were just playing around, girl." jean responded with a shit eating grin before forming a heart with his hand and pouting at you.

"you better stop for eren gets on your ass, you know that's his girl." connie scrunched up his nose then looks towards you and eren for a reaction that he succeeded in getting. both you and eren looking up at him; eren's eyes holding more of a curious stare and yours more threatening. eren continued sealing the blunt soon after seemingly unfazed by connie's comment.

sasha gasped and widened her eyes at you. "stop! you know they don't date." she winked at you and wiggled her eyebrows and you pretended not to see her.

"yeah, they don't even date." jean added on, wondering how the conversation flipped from you to your relationship with eren so fast. it was annoying to him in the least, the group constantly commented on how you and eren should just get together and were clearly not just best friends, but the two of you seemed to haven't taken action yet.

"might as well." connie shrugged his shoulder. "anyways, jaeger finished rolling, let's get high." connie sat up, sasha lifting her head off of his arm as he did so and clasped her hands clearly ready to hit the blunt much like everyone else.

"you want the first hit?" eren rolled the blunt between his fingertips while letting the flame singe the end looking at you with those jaded green eyes, flecks of blue dashing across them in a way that made your heart melt.

"she gets the first hit too?" connie exclaimed staring at you and eren with a bored look on his face.

"who rolled the blunt?" eren asked raising an eyebrow at connie before letting his tongue run over his bottom lip and lifting the blunt from the lighter to watch the smoke float into the air, and ugh did he look good. when connie didn't answer he answered for him, "i rolled it, i choose who goes first."

"plus shes low key a newbie, this is what? her third session with us?" sasha chimed in grabbing the pillow that connie was laying on previous and rolling onto her stomach on the floor in front of the futon.

you pursed your lips before grabbing the blunt from eren, not even noticing that his arm was placed behind you until he rubbed your side in slight encouragement, his warm smile aimed at you. you put the brown wrap to your lips and inhaled the smoke, the gas irritating your airway causing you to let out a cough you tried to hold back.

eren began to laugh at you as you broke out into a fit of coughs, your throat attempting to clear up for you, and the worse the coughs got the more of your friends started to laugh, the only thing you could do was stick your middle finger up while sasha crawled to the same desk near the door to grab you her water bottle.

"i'm crying!" sasha laughed as she rolled the bottle over to the foot of eren's bed. eren's laughs died down too after he hit the blunt and then bending down to pick it up for you, untwisting the cap and passing the drug towards connie.

"woah, chill." he said before blowing the smoke from his mouth in your face causing you to suppress more coughs and fan it away. he tilted the water bottle to your lips and you let it swim down your throat, relishing in the sweet gesture from the boy next to you.

"eren," you mumbled his name taking the water bottle from his hand. you didn't get time to finish your sentence before his door opened revealing armin standing there in his pajama pants and sweatshirt.

all gazes turned towards him as he scanned eren's room growing accustomed to the new faces and scenery. "hi." he mumbled rubbing his eyes. "when did you guys get here?"

"did you just wake up?" eren asked slight concern lacing his face.

"yeah... i heard laughing. don't forget we share a wall." armin gestured towards the wall in which eren's futon laid against.

"i didn't even know you were here. i didn't see mikasa's car so i thought both of y'all just dipped." connie passed the blunt to sasha and fanned the air of the smoke letting the rest disperse after speaking.

"mikasa is at the library. she can't stand the smell of smoke and how loud you all are. i don't blame her." armin chuckled before walking over towards sasha who hit the blunt and gave it to armin's outstretched hand.

"armin you smoke?" you couldn't help but ask, the last two smoke sessions you went to with connie, armin wasn't there. as a matter of fact you never saw much of him because he excelled above you by some and the two of you didn't share any classes, yet you definitely knew him through eren.

"everybody hear smokes except for you." sasha said hoping her words would coerce you to come to join the smoke circle more indefinitely, not just pass by a few times here and there.

armin let the smoke inhale his lungs then removed the blunt from his soft lips. "i smoke with eren sometimes. not usually with all of you guys but... sometimes?" his response came more like a question than an answer as he bent down to give the blunt to jean.

"let armin hit it a couple times." eren used his head to motion the blunt in jean's hand to armin and armin nodded in agreement.

"yeah, i'm about to go back to my room anyways." armin took the blunt back holding it between his lips while leaning against the doorframe.

"why aren't you staying?" sasha pondered sitting up and cradling her pillow to her chest. armin took one last hit then walked over passing it to you which you accepted with a kind nod.

"i should be studying with mikasa but i fell asleep. i have a test tomorrow, eren does too."

"so eren's here getting high and he has a test tomorrow?" you give eren a playful disappointed glance that lasted a little longer than it should've. he met your eyes and then let his drop down to your lips before breaking out into a smile and leaning forward, burying his head into your neck. his chain dangled almost touching your lap and you felt the strands of his hair brush against your chin causing you to twitch at the tickling feel while inhaling the smoke from the blunt. when your hand dropped down to your lap he replaced your hand with his and put the wrap in his mouth while nuzzling into you.

"mikasa made me study with her for like a week straight, i'll be fine." he whined. you let a sigh leave you and found yourself stroking the hair on eren's nape while fiddling with the clasp of his gold chain adorning his neck. the smell of his cologne was mixing in with the weed, but yet that woody pine still overpowered the plant and you couldn't help but rest your head on top of his in efforts to get closer to the source of the fragrance.

"i still don't understand why the two of you haven't gotten together." armin announced eyes flickering back and forth between you and his roommate.

sasha flailed her arms out and her expression was relieved, although her eyes went wide and her eyebrows went up, "that's what i been trying to say! they already act like they date." armin nodded his head agreeing with her.

"we don't like each other, we're just friends i don't know why you all say that." you said a little too quickly, eren pulling away from your neck finally and giving you a once-over. you missed the warmth he brought but then turned your head back towards armin.

"yeah, yeah." he giggled rolling his eyes. "okay well goodnight." eren stood up and passed the blunt to armin who took one last hit then handed it back to sasha, then the rest of the room murmured a goodnight to the blonde relaxing in silence for a minute after his leave.

eren took it upon himself to scoot back on his bed until his back was hitting the wall once he sat back down, using his hand to beckon you to follow him. "c'mere." and you obliged until you were next to him, shoulders touching.

jean looked over to connie and sasha, connie still scrolling through his phone aimlessly giggling at his home screen for whatever reason and sasha looking up at the ceiling on her back now, bag of chips on top of her stomach as she got lost in her thoughts.

"remember when we used to like each other?" jean took it upon himself to abruptly reminisce on the past in the presence of his friends. he took a hit of the blunt thats length was beginning to falter, it on the verge of becoming a roach. he leaned over and passed it on to you, eyes trained on yours, completely ignoring eren's gaze

you furrowed yourself eyebrows trying to recall the time once you figured jean was talking to you, his stare telling, which you actually could. "...oh yeah, last year. i guess i did."

eren pulled one of your legs overtop of his and let his hand settle onto your thigh.

sasha's head perked up at the sudden conversation. "oh my gosh... you did like jean for a little bit. you used to gush over him-"

"sasha! i know, i know, but that was last year."

"i wonder why we didn't get together if we both liked each other, hm." jean looked upwards and tapped his chin in almost a mocking manner. "we used to hang out a lot actually now that i think about it, me, you, sasha and connie."

connie let out another burst of laughter and let his phone to drop to his chest. "yeah, remember that one time we got kicked out of the library because sasha got caught eating like four times and she wouldn't stop after that lady told her to?"

you chortled and sasha's mouth dropped open. "i don't even remember that, i thought you got kicked out because you wouldn't stop fucking laughing and that same lady told you to shut up like seven times!" and more laughter erupted from the ones who were there that day.

you passed the blunt to eren for the umpteenth time watching him take a quick drag then beckon to sasha to grab it as he didn't want to get up. "you both got kicked out, those were two different days." you shook your head at your friends antics and looked up at eren. "they're so dumb."

eren returned your stare and only then did you notice the way his eyes were half lidded, you were sure red was rimming them even though you couldn't really tell because of the red emitting from the lights in the room. he squinted at you and scrunched up his nose. "you look high." he ignored your last sentence wanting to stray away from the conversation he was barely apart of.

"i am high, stupid."

a small 'hmph' came from the back of his throat and it happened again, his eyes dropping to your lips causing him to lick his before he brought those same eyes back up to yours. you could've kept getting lost in them if you didn't jolt at the sound of jean clearing his throat and holding the blunt out to you.

you leaned over to grab it once more. "careful, it's a roach. don't burn yourself." he warned you, so you pinched it between your pointer finger and thumb and started to put it up to your lips but eren grabbed your wrist.

"wanna try something?" he asked you, plucking the faltering blunt from your hands and using the lighter beside him to fire it up a bit more. "wanna shotgun it?"

you had to trace back where you hear those words again... like a shotgun when you get to sit in the passengers seat? no, that wasn't it... you couldn't recall, but by the way sasha widened her eyes for the several time that night, the way connie's mouth dropped into an 'O', and the way jean's features were exasperated, him looking down to the bright light of his screen, you could only wonder eren's intentions.

he didn't even wait for a response from you, pulling through with his actions anyways. "inhale slowly, okay?" he inhaled as much smoke from the blunt storing it in his cheeks, the skin expanding from the inside and then leaned over his face mere inches from yours. he grabbed your chin with his fingers and you opened your mouth slightly watching as he opened his and let the smoke pour out of his tinted lips. you followed his instructions; inhaling very slowly hoping the moment could last a little longer, both of you staring at the transition of the smoke from one mouth to the other.

eren glanced to the side for a second to see if the others were watching, mainly searching for one pair of eyes. you saw his upper lip curl upwards slightly and you inched forward a little more subconsciously. eren watched the smoke grow thinner and felt the way your hands grabbed at his shirt tightly. he watched your eyes flutter and felt your noses brush together.

eren watched both of you lean in a little more until your lips brushed and came together, and felt the fireworks go off in both of your bodies, electric like sparks getting sent through his.

he ignored the gasps and groans of your friends and instead focused on the gasp that left your lips when they first connected with his, and the groan you elicited from him, lips meeting so fervently. he couldn't admit it until today but he wanted your lips on his so bad, your body on his so bad. he was so infatuated with you and the two of you being around each other majority of the time didn't help. he could only reminisce in the little touches and flirtatious gestures you passed back and forth on a regular day and use that to fuel his thoughts at night.

"eren," you mumbled against his lips your voice coming out like a whimper that went straight to his dick, causing him to wrap his arms around your body and pull you into his lap letting your legs swing over either side of him. eren didn't forget about the guests in the room, and as much as wanted to put on a little show in spite of jean, he pointed towards the door snapping his fingers twice.

"five dollars that they fuck?" sasha nudged connie's shoulder as they stood up and walked towards the door while she rolled up her chip bag bringing it with her. jean's figure was already halfway out the door, slamming it hard and making his way to the living room with the other two following.

"hell no, you're gonna owe me five dollars instead. i'm betting that they fuck."

"no, cause you know they're going to that's why i said the bet first, peanut head." sasha stuck her tongue out at connie and he shoved her out the door closing it softer than jean.

he kisses you even harder just basking in the feeling of your smooth lips against his slightly chapped ones, lips working in synchronization like they were made for each other and he felt so needy. his hands roamed your hips and waist, going underneath the jacket now hanging off your shoulders and feeling the bare skin of your stomach. your skin was so hot underneath his hand, just like the air surrounding the two of you.

you ground down into his lap and he hissed stilling your hips at the feeling, his mouth dropping into a circular shape, his eyebrows pointing up until a sigh left his lips once yours disconnected from his. you studied his face; his eyebrows scrunched up in lust and his lips parted slightly already missing the feeling of your lips. his nails dug into your hips as if you would run for whatever reason.

"_____... fuck." his tone was low and light and he leaned forward to press a chaste kiss to your cheek, his skin warm on yours. "you're so pretty,"

your face grew hotter than it already was and you leaned your forehead against his while your arms draped around his neck. "thank you,"

"i want you."

you closed your eyes and relished in his grip that became impossibly tight on your hips. "i want you too-"

"i wanna fuck you... i wanna feel you." eren's eyes fluttered shut as well, his forehead moving from yours to the crevice of your neck, planting his lips and nibbling on the thin skin. your breath hitched and your hold on his neck tightened. "i wanna have you."

"i'm right here, eren."

he held back a moan at how gentle and soft your voice was when you said those words, but you caught on and wanted to actually get one out of him. you wanted to pleasure him, you wanted him to shudder because of you, and you wanted your name to leave his lips like a song; but he wanted the same from you.

he was high, and high, and high off of you.

"lay down."

eren obliged with a smug smile, turning himself to the side while steadying you on his lap until his head hit the pillow, his flyaways bouncing to the sides of his face. "c'mere." just like earlier you listened to his words and leaned down so he could press his full lips against yours. his hands cradled either side of your face as you rutted your hips against him and swallowed his groans. his tongue swiped against your bottom lip and his teeth pulled at it as well until you gave him entrance to slip his tongue inside your mouth. you moaned at the feeling of your tongues colliding and dancing around each other even though both of your mouths were somewhat dry from the earlier smoke session, it still felt all good.

you felt fuzzy and your body felt like it was melting into his. when you pulled back for air eren gave you that same smile he gave you earlier, and you moved your kisses down his neck. once you reached the crevice between his shoulder and neck you moved his chain aside and licked at the spot, the feeling of your warm tongue against the shy skin causing eren to hold you a little tighter. you nibbled at the pretty skin and wondered if the mark you proceeded to leave would even be visible under the gleaming red lights.

"i don't know why you're trying to give me a hickey, they already know we're fucking." eren taunted letting his hands travel up your spine until they reached your neck, smoothing his fingers over it. you bit down on the mark as a way to punish eren for his comment then kissed it, finally pulling back.

"shut up."

eren let out a low laugh, and his low eyes raked over your figure with his lip trapped between his teeth. "when did you get my jacket?" he raised and eyebrow and began to remove the fabric that was resting at your elbows after unzipping it the rest of the way to reveal your top.

oh, so it was his jacket. you let out a laugh at your idiocy; you knew it was a couple sizes too big. "you look cute in it, but i want to see you now." he threw the fabric off of his bed and let his warm hands travel up until they cupped your breasts, your back arching in the least. his thumbs ran over your nipples, the feeling making you clench on top of eren. "like this," he pulled them hem of the white top up until you lifted your arms, now only left in your shorts and socks. he didn't even question the fact that you weren't wearing a bra. "shit..." he pushed you down until he could latch onto on of your breasts his tongue swirling around your nipple and you let the tingling feeling go down your spine until he popped off. eren begins to remove his shirt swiftly throwing it somewhere near his jacket.

you make work of your position on top of eren, scooting down on his legs and pecking his chest, abs, then v-line until your head was leveled with his dick. he stared down at you with a look of sultry while your hands worked to pull down his sweatpants. his hips lifted to help you out and you palmed at him with your hand watching him throw his head back when such a simple gesture relieved some of the tension he was feeling.

your mouth connected with his dick through the fabric, feeling for his tip that rested on his thigh and smirking against it when he hissed, hand flying to your ponytail that you threw up earlier that evening. "fuck, don't tease me like that baby."

"i wanna take my time with you." a pout formed on your face and your hands made their way to his waistband, the elastic material detailed with 'calvin klein' circling his hips.

eren's hands grabbed your jaw forcing you to look up at him before you could pull down his boxers. "and i want to fuck you... make you feel good."

your stomach twisted and even though you were just trying to do the same you couldn't help but rush pulling down the brunette's briefs until his cock slapped against his lower abdomen, your pussy squeezing around nothing at the view. his tip red and leaking and you knew that it'd be heavy on your tongue.

"eren..." he watched the way you eyed his aching dick, and he took it in his hands rubbing himself up and down with his hand while basking in your expression.

"hm?" you didn't even know what you wanted to say, you were just mesmerized and wasted no time prying his hands away to replace them with your own. your nimble fingertips ran over his tip to gather his precum and slide it over his length and he twitched, no, his dick twitched, and his fists clenched in anticipation for your hot mouth on him.

he decided to be courageous, to look down and try to watch you without spilling over himself too fast, i mean could you blame him if he did? your hands, the feeling of you over him, the way you would feel around him... he'd had wanted this forever and now it was in front of him.

in a way, he wanted to ruin you, not let this moment go in fear it wouldn't happen again.

so you finally attached your lips to his throbbing member, and he sucked in a breath hand trying to choose between flying to your head or to keep his hands to his self for now, but he chose the former his fist keeping a grip on your locks while you began to bob your head up and down. small sounds of pleasure left him and his eyes closed again, him trying to focus on not fucking your pretty throat so early in. he just wanted you and him to be one in every sense for as long as possible.

a mantra of 'yes,' and 'fuck,' left eren's mouth while your worked around him slicking him up and drawing lines up and down his cock with your tongue watching his reactions for a particular sensitive spot he might have; and you found it.

you went back up to his tip kissing it gently before letting the heat of your tongue slide down a vein on the side of his dick. "_____," eren moaned lifting his hips although he wasn't engulfed in your mouth. "i need it, shit, i need your mouth."

you giggled and placed his heavy dick back where he liked it for now. you felt it brush against your throat and you wondered if you could go any farther, sucking fervently and coming back up to spit on his head, adding more slick to him. when you went back down eren couldn't help it, he had felt when his tip touched your throat earlier and he most definitely wanted to feel that again.

his grip on your hair tightened when your swollen lips were wrapped around him again. he pushed your head down a little bit causing your hands to put more pressure on his thighs. eren opened his eyes to stare at you again, your mouth stretched out so lewdly over his cock, saliva starting to slide down his length from your mouth and your eyes shut as you tried to focusing on breathing. this only encouraged him further.

"i know you can take more, c'mon, go a little further." he said in a tone near a whisper while he lift his hips up more so that he could feel that ridge of your throat and hear another gag.

you pushed yourself, letting him take more control and then he felt it again; "mhm, right there baby, right there." he moaned when you whimpered, groaned and gagged, but this only pushed his animalistic fervor and he tried to push you down more but you lifted your head to catch your breath. "fuck, that feels amazing, angel."

you let the praise run over your body and went back down on him seeing how far you could go without his extra nudge then focused some more attention on his tip.

eren could feel the curdle in his lower abdomen but he tried his best to ignore it, letting your work him more. he let you swirl your tongue around him and pepper kisses down his length. he watched you try to deep throat him again and watched the tears spring from your eyes before you came back up, and all of this built up further until he tumbled over the edge spilling white heat into your mouth with a shout.

you were satisfied.

aching for him? yes, but satisfied at your job.

eren's thigh twitched and his eyes screwed shut as you didn't remove yourself from his length yet, cupping his balls and paying attention to his tip, overstimulating him, watching him shudder and gasp under you like you wanted. his dick hardened again while he contemplated whether to remove you from his length or let the over sensitivity go until he had no choice but to stop, and once again he picked the prior. "_____, please i want to be inside you now, wanna fuck you still."

you slipped off of him and crawled forward only now aware of the wet spot on your panties.

eren brought your face towards him kissing you with no hesitance despite him just being in your mouth. he pecked your lips and you smiled as he praised you. "you did so good, so good..." another peck and then his hands trailed down to the shorts you were still wearing, giving your ass a squeeze and spreading them. "but now i want to see that pretty pussy on my dick, yeah?"

you let him slide off your shorts and underwear simultaneously until your slick heat was exposed to him and to the air, feeling it brush over you before eren's hands could. your head fell to his chest feeling the cold metal of his chain underneath you, and your sore jaw parted when you felt his rough fingers gather up your wetness on them, rubbing through your slit. "eren..."

"c'mon, sit baby. we're not done yet; fuck yourself on me." he placed his lips on your the top of your head. "please?"

you picked yourself up and scoot back taking eren's dick in your hand once more. you didn't even care that he didn't have a condom, you trusted him, and you trusted the birth control you were on too.

finally you slipped down onto him and for him it felt like you were sucking him up inch by inch until he bottomed out inside of you. "so fucking tight... you're so wet." he groaned with his hands on your hips and yours on his chest steadying you. it had been awhile since you had been fucked and feeling so full again felt good, the stretch felt good and the slight pain subsided so quickly.

slowly, you guided yourself up and down eren's cock until you could find a good rhythm. your chest bounced above him and your ass clapped together, mixing in with the sound of your slick getting pushed in and out of you. "yeah, like that," eren hummed watching you focused, your pussy squeezing around him and you putting in the efforts to fuck yourself on him for both your pleasure.

eren's hands helped guide your body up and down him, and you leaned forward a little to add some more pressure to your clit. everything felt so good, the way he hit your cervix, the way your bud rubbed against his lower abdomen, you could definitely say this was one of the best fucks you had in a while. eren slapped your ass for encouragement before massaging the same area and relishing in your gasp.

"this feels good... and so much better when you're high." you sighed out while your face contorted in pleasure.

"or is my dick just that good?" eren joked looking up at you after your comment.

"shut it, eren.. and," you leaned forward some more. you were somewhat exhausted from riding already, thighs aching and body shivering from the pleasure. "i’m tired..." you admitted almost shamefully.

"you're tired?" he spoke in the way you would to a child while turning you around so you were on your side. his chest was against your back, the cold gold material resting between your shoulder blades and your ass snug against him. he lifted your leg and held it up while you guided him back inside of you until he was buried deep once again, this angle hitting even better.

"i got you," eren murmured against your neck while starting his pace slow. his hand trailed up to your neck and he gave it a light squeeze while pushing you further against him. he loved the way your ass bounced against his lower stomach when he started going faster, making him speed up his pace. "'m gonna fuck you so good."

you let out a slutty moan at his dirty talk, bringing a hand over to your mouth and shutting your eyes. he found that sweet spot inside of you and you couldn't help but react as well as he hit it over and over again. eren's hand on your throat went up to pull your hand off of your mouth. "don't try to hide that pretty voice, i want to hear you, i want them to hear you. get loud baby."

you were sure he felt the way you clenched around him, suffocating his dick as it slid in and out of you at a steady speed, and this time when you let out a moan you let him hear it, you were loud like he asked and tried to put your leg up even further so he could hit deeper.

"eren, fuck!" you were left pondering why you didn't think about this earlier, why you didn't listen to everybody who told you to get with eren. you could've been getting the best dick you'd gotten in years but both your stubborn, wavering feelings got in the way. "yes, oh my god, yes!" you cried out while eren bucked his hips up into you tightening his grip on your neck.

he turned your head towards him and engaged your lips again swallowing your cries and whimpers as he abused your pussy. your hand shakily made its way down to your clit to give you another push but he was quicker, dropping your leg and grabbing your wrist causing you to yelp. "eren, please."

"beg me." that same fervor from earlier returned. being edged on by your cries and shouts of his name, knowing how good he was fucking you and making you feel was such a turn on. "tell me how you want me, how you want my cum."

your breath was ragged and your leg was aching but you wanted it stretched out again where you could feel it deep. you were on the verge of tears. your hips rutted against eren for any boost, any pressure that you could get you to your high. the hand around your neck only gripped further as you didn't respond yet.

"c'mon, beg me baby."

"eren," his name came out broken, your back leaving his chest as your arched hard. "please fuck me, fuck me... please," he started to move again in the least, after all he was on the verge of cumming as well. "fuck, cum inside me, i want it, please." the sobs that left your mouth were so hot and of course he gave you what you wanted.

he fucked up into you after lifting your leg again and letting the fingers that were choking you slip into your mouth while he kissed and nibbled at your neck, speaking in between, praising you and marking you. his hand slipped from your mouth and he brought his wet fingers down to your clit rubbing for you until you toppled over the edge with a loud cry of his name. your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your cunt gripped him like a vice over and over again as if you were trying to milk him.

"ah, fuck," the way you were squeezing around him caused him to unravel himself, white painting your walls as he filled you up with his cum, shaking himself. "_____," he heaved as the two of you tried to come down from your escapade.

your breathing was beginning to steady again but you could still feel yourself pulsing around him causing him to pull out before it became too much. "eren.." you answered back as your head relaxed against his pillow while you rested in his grip. you felt his lips against your neck again, then stopping at your shoulder blades.

you were blanking out from tiredness, only then did you realize the state you were in, hair in somewhat of a mess, a sheen of sweat covering both of your bare bodies, and marks littering your body. not to mention the cum trying to ooze out of you. you didn't even realize when eren had gotten up until he came back, wiping you clean and only assuming he did himself too. he locked his door on the way back in and slipped his boxers back on, reciprocating on you with your underwear.

you could feel the bed shift, eren crawling in bed beside you after drawing out the covers from underneath both of you and wrapping them around you and him, bringing you against him before you fell back asleep.

༄ ༄ ༄

you woke up to a hand shaking you, your eyes lazily opening.

"wake up, _____."

"eren?"

the pretty boy smiled at you and studied your features as you tried to wake up completely. you were no longer naked, or in the same position you were from last night, now wearing a plain white shirt and your underwear.

"morning, i gotta head to class soon, remember i have a test, or did i-"

"don't finish that sentence." you rolled your eyes as you sat up completely eren laughing at you. you followed his eyes, them resting on your lips like always and you took it upon yourself to lean up and kiss him, this time quite innocently, domestic almost. "sorry, morning breath, but,"

eren this time cut you off with another soft kiss, his cheeks rising from his smile as he pulled you closer to him.

you didn't want to talk it out yet, you were somewhat fine with where everything was at now, although you knew your friends and eren wouldn't want to coax a direct answer out of you sooner or later.

but you were content with the way eren kissed you just seconds ago, content with his jacket and sweats you had to wear, you were content with having to use spare bathroom products at his house, you were content with the wave armin and mikasa gave you out the door, content with the walk you and eren shared to the college, content with the last kiss he gave you before his class.

content is how you were feeling.

content.

[i-need-air]

Hybrid!AU Wolf!Bakugou Katsuki HCs Part 2.

Summary: Part 2 is here! While in part 1 it was mostly adoption and how he'd behave with you as a roommate, part two is him ✨ realizing things ✨ followed by how he'd be in a romantic relationship.

Word Count: 2k words [ oops, I did it again ]

Notes: So I said it'll be out in a few days but three [3] people asked me for part 2 and I'm a sucker soooooooo!! I could've just written a long ass fic but whatever, I thought I'd make it shorter in headcanons... hah lol right. Enjoy!

Part 1 here!

× he's a wild wolf so he's very active; like you need to understand he needs to go outside if not he'd get impatient, more aggressive, snappy, so once you took him on an easy hiking trail near your house and he loved it so once or twice a month you both go together to different places [ he demands it ]

× it's hard to keep up with him bc he's literally genetically engineered to be better than any very fit human being but he slows down for you

× morning runs at 5 a.m. bc he's insane

× is also a grandpa

× watched all documentaries on any streaming platform you could provide to him, also loves reading

× as months pass and you start to have your routine in order, word comes to you that an acquaintance is looking for a security guard at his mechanical shop two streets away from your house

× you casually mentioned it to Bakugou because he was starting to act anxious whenever you'd leave the house, so you assumed he was extra bored

× seriously, the house was spotlessly cleaned, he cooked amazingly and was occupied with your old laptop and going around the city to explore, but you guessed he wanted more independence?

× little did you know you were right but so wrong lol

× so Bakugou stared at you intensely and asked "Where?"

× it was as easy as telling him the location, him nodding and you thought he'd consider it; you didn't put any pressure on him because he already did so much to help around anyway

× well guess what bitch, next day he comes up to you saying you gotta co-sign his contract [cuz fuck society] meaning he got the job

× he was perfect for it because tall, intimidating, muscular wolf guy? who'd even mess with him? do they have a death wish?

× well, even before this he started to be... soft

× but once you really did show him you support whatever he wants to do, you give him his freedom and liberty of choice, he just reaaally changes, man

× he gets touchy, like his hands stay one second longer on your skin, he uses any excuse to have them on you, even his eyes follow you everywhere

× like c'mon, it's obvious but you didn't wanna put too much thought into it because we're respectful here

× not like you had a big fat crush on him and slowly started to realize it too

× sike bitch he knows

× you think his super-hearing didn't catch the way your heartbeat spikes up every single time he touches you? *please*

× i think he knows before you know

× meanwhile he is working to discover his feelings too

× so your relationship slowly turns into a couple's like relationship but without anything official and of course no kissing or such [ sadly ]

× would get jealous easily

× basically because nothing is talked between you two and deep down is insecure

× why the hell do you smell like other people? was it just a hug or something else? hell, why would you even hug people when he's right there??? just ask and don't touch some extras????

× another thing he does is getting very close to you while you talk to somebody else; scoffs and glares at them too

× ok so!! gifts! he really appreciates any gift you give him but scolds you if you do because you genuinely don't need to do that

× of course he just scolds you and calls you an idiot so I do hope you already learned his language

× it basically means that you shouldn't have done it, he's really grateful but seriously you shouldn't have

× like that one time you saved up money to get him a good computer and he forgot how to speak for like an hour

× the softest thank you ever afterwards

× still sounded rough but he was shocked as fuck

× one thing that remained in your brain were his friends, as sometimes he'd mention them

× so you took it upon yourself to find them, of course with his permission

× gets genuinely overwhelmed and plays it off saying he wouldn't mind knowing where those idiots ended but you didn't miss the way his voice trembled

× for you to find them you needed names and any information he could provide so that's when he, after a long silence and a mesmerized look on his face, started really talking about his life

× which was fucked; won't get much into detail but he was indeed in a fighting ring, people came and bet on whoever was stronger, he even had to fight his friends, everything was filled with abuse and their conditions were subhuman...

× just overall awful

× you couldn't help but hug him tight, feeling him shake in your arms

× with a hesitant voice he asked if you really did think there was a chance to find them

× just couldn't believe how amazing he felt in your arms

× or how your determination that night made his heart clench and took a big weight off his shoulders

× anywho;;;; after his first paycheck he takes you out on cute dates

× never calls them that, just demands you dress up [helps you out cuz boy got style] and takes you to a nice coffee shop or something

× AND on your fifth not date cuz you're not official but there's this weird tension between you date he finally kinda s n a p s

× you honestly didn't expect the waiter to flirt with you, he came out as very pushy and even if you were a lil uncomfortable you smiled and brushed it off

× when the waiter suggested giving you his number the sandy blond hybrid growled

× which i shit you not made the whole coffee shop freeze

× and you froze too

× but neither of you could say anything because the oblivious fuck kept talking

× basically joking about how you should keep your pet in a leash, to which you got up, threw some money on the table, grabbed Bakugou by the hand and leave before he'd rip someone's head off

× it only took you to touch Bakugou's arm to calm him down as he followed behind you wordlessly

× so you stood outside, angry, deep red eyes on your figure

× and silence

× his hand still in yours

× it was warm and amazing and you felt angry but your heart was beating loudly; angry at the waiter that you wanted to go full Karen on and get fired but excited because that growl shook you to the core, as if you could tell it was territorial and it was because of that pig flirting with you and did Bakugou Katsuki just lace his fingers with you?!

× "Oi." he interrupted your thoughts

× he turned your frame towards him and pulled you [kinda harshly] into him

× you'd make a comment about it but brain empty, just Bakugou Katsuki blushing

× "You're mine, you get it?"

× skdjflglykshs

× it sounded like he asked but it was a demand so oops you're his now ok bye

× like I said, boy isn't dumb so he lowkey knew you felt something too

× legit from there on he's just soft as fuck

× has a hard time opening up but visibly tries for you

× still continues to be a pain in the ass, Bakugou Style, but with a loving teasing attitude behind it

× his eyes give him away all the time

× they shine whenever you're in his field of view so congrats because, and this is the best part:

× WOLVES MATE FOREVER 💕💓💞💗💝💟

× oh yeah, he's yours, no takebacks

× he isn't one to half-ass the relationship; you're his now and he'll do anything for you

× big time touch starved it hurts

× because he is shy

× so whenever you introduce him to hand holding and cuddles, he can't get enough

× not big on PDA [ and not recommended since human-hybrid relationships are kiiiinda frowned upon but it's getting better ]

× although at home it's another deal

× seriously cuddle him; he's big into the protector vibe so he's a big spoon almost exclusively unless it's to sleep on top of you

× speaking of! accept that even if your relationship isn't that intimate, he'd still hint about sleeping together in the same bed

× so you better catch on when he does because he'll just click his tongue and call you needy

× while dragging you to bed

× sleeps holding you, his nose in your hair or in the crook of your neck

× unless it's summer then stay on your side 💅

× you know those kisses that just scream "I can't get enough of you"? that's his whole kissing vibe in a sentence

× hell, even the gentlest kiss gives that vibe away and it'll 100% leave you breathless

× doesn't have experience but is a very fast learner

× pays very close attention to your body language

× really into biting your skin enough to leave marks

× wear his hoodies

× no, I'm fucking serious, wear them now

× his chest puffs and he turns into a blushing mess when you do it the first times because his scent is on you

× scenting is a big thing for him so of course he's gonna love it

× 10x more territorial because now he has a mate to protect

× jealous but trusts you

× still very jealous though

× let's all pretend he is definitely not scenting you before you go out because it's in his nature and it is embarrassing

× the first time he tells you he loves you it's when he's feeling vulnerable

× the search for his friends is still on-going, he feels less than adequate as a providing mate, is pissed at the world for treating him like an inferior animal when they created him, everything is piled on his shoulders and whenever than happens he closes off

× you notice immediately

× will not tell you at first

× it's only when you go to bed and he turns his back to you when you really know it's bad

× even if you fought before, he'd angrily snuggle you at night-time

× now it's so different

× hug him, whisper sweet nothings in his ear, pull a blanket all over you both and big spoon him, he'd start shaking and talking in no time

× will hide his tears from you but you'd know

× "You're the best fucking thing that happened to me, [Y/N]... I—... Shit... I love you so much."

× neither of you slept that night

× excuse you? drink some water and pray to jesus;;; you talked about feelings, ok? communication is key in a relationship, puh-lease

× [ i have this whole nsfw hcs post already cookin in my brain so maybe I'll make it happen cuz y'all know he has a mating season and all that comes with it 👀 ]

× back to being children of jesus here

× thanks the moon, the heavens and all the gods for putting you in his life; boy didn't believe in destiny but deep down he thinks you were meant to be

× you still better wash the dishes or you'll get your ass kicked.

Extra:

× you did find some of his friends, little by little, and even if he acted nonchalant, like k das cool, it was obvious he was extremely happy

× so they did get adopted too

× you got in contact with them on social media and they were all very excited about meeting

× so it was a chaotic meeting with a dog hybrid called Kirishima and a mouse like vibrat yellow guy called Kaminari

× they all were looking for Bakugou too since they were very worried about where he ended

× Kirishima shed manly tears when seeing Bakugou

× as they instantly welcomed you in their small group, they informed you both that the majority of the squad was adopted and they're in contact, while they're still actively looking for the others

× cue to the softest expression you've seen on Bakugou in public followed by "That's good"

× silence

× shock and silence

× Kaminari turning to you and whispering "You did this" with a hand on his heart, lips trembling as he wiped an imaginary tear

× insert instantly snappy Bakugou

× when everyone laughed and continued to make plans to meet up with the others, he just looked at you conversing with them, soft expression again on his features and his chest warming

× "Oh! Look, he's doing it again! Quick, take a pictur—"

× "SHINE!"

[bonnymori]

𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲

Word count: 2760+ (i'll try to keep bigger lengths such as this one!)

Synopsis: You meet a new classmate who's working along Nanami, you think he's fun to be around, it stands the same to him about you. Later, feelings unravel.

Contents/Warnings: (1) Itadori Yuuji x gn!reader (2) FLUFF, TONS OF FLUFF - and some comfort (3) With the small participation of... Ino Takuma!! I really like him too, that's why <33333 (4) This is pretty platonic, but also not? (5) Ending turned sorta cliché... but I liked it u.u

A/N: This boy made me run rampant... to fhe point it's not single attraction anymore I just wish him happiness (smh if only my parents knew...) also next post will be Toji's fic pt. 2! Y'all see the first part is almost reaching 100 kudos????? I'M SO HAPPY EHSODJWKDKSJD- thanks for all the new followers and the support!! <33

Ever since his fake death, Itadori has been training alone with the help of Gojo - and now, he works along a freshly new face, who belongs to a senior, founds out ex-salaryman named Nanami Kento. He's far a thousand times more strict than Gojo. Itadori doesn't really likes the change, because Nanami is a person he can't get along. This whole guy's appearance scream "work 4 life"; he has proved different, now he screams "work is shit - but I gotta do it because others won't".

They've just finished cleansing the outside of a movie theater off a few curses, when Itadori hears shouting from far behind them. Two figures approach, waving excessively. He quickly picks on Nanami's tired sigh beside him.

"Nanami! We figured out you'd be here! Our mission has been finished and we wanted to catch up to have lunch together!" A male clad in a full black outfit shouts, he has brown hair and a beanie on top of his head, looking quite content.

The other person simply trots next to him in silence, approaching with a friendly smile. They notice Itadori faster than the male, smile widening and quickly waving hello, suddenly eager to reach up to them. The gesture makes the pink haired boy perk up, curious to why the other person looked so joyful. His question is easily answered, when they tug on the man's sleeve and motion to him.

"Ino, we have a third buddy!" The dude looks at him with widened eyes. "So nice to meet you, I'm Y/N L/N! It's great to see new faces around!"

Itadori smiles at your energy, knowing already he would click with you very well.

"I'm Ino Takuma, sorry for not noticing you before! Your uniform looks cool." Itadori exchanges a few compliments with Ino, before the man turns to talk with Nanami, leaving him and you together.

"Yes! I'm Sukuna's vessel, Itadori Yuuji-desu! My type of woman is Jenn-"

You turn to him. "So, are you a first year?"

"Geh? Weren't you dead though?!"

"I was!- I am!- Please keep secret."

"Okay!"

"Ahem." Nanami coughs, drawing attention. "I requested you two to not come after me today. Itadori here is the reason why."

"That's no problem, we're very capable of keeping secrets." You threw your arm over Itadori's shoulder, him nodding along with you.

"Oh really, then remember to keep quiet about it. I'll let this slide." The group of students nervously at Nanami's intimidating tone. "But, I'll get to have my break alone."

"Gah!" Ino exclaimed, watching Nanami walk away; he also left the responsability of taking care of Itadori for you two, leaving without a word. "It really had to be today, when Nanami would take us to his favorite bakery..."

"Crybaby." You teased. "Itadori here can't go outside where anyone can see him, he's dead. So, we were to order food either way because he shouldn't be left out."

"Augh okay, it would be unfair."

"So, where are you staying Itadori?"

"At Gojo's state!"

"Whoa, I've never been there before." Ino commented, waiting as you sent a message to Ijichi to pick them up.

"He's my teacher, a very cool one!"

"I imagine! Ooookay, once we get there I'll get the food."

Itadori felt as his chest would burst of excitement, finally there was people around him again, he couldn't be less happy about it.

"Sharing is caring!"

Itadori laughed as you wrestled with Takuma for some fries, netflix long forgotten in the background, as watching the banter was way more entertaining. Most of the time, Ino rambled a lot about Nanami, while he rambled a lot about Gojo. The guy even showed him the cool scar under his beanie. He felt kinda upset after explaining the exchange was just temporary, his stay under Nanami's wing wasn't decisive, and therefore, he was more like a classmate than a partner.

Itadori also learned a lot about you. He was surprised to find out that you, although energetic, was the one to speak the lesser in conversations. His surprisement grew even bigger when you told him you're a exchange student from Kyoto, arriving Tokyo about the same month as him - thankfully, you were to say for good.

Conversations flowed easily in the air, until a voice from the doorway barged in.

"Yuuji-kun! Don't forget about your lessons! Hi kids! Bye kids!" Gojo said playfully, throwing the familiar punching bear to Itadori before leaving.

"What's this thing?" Ino asked.

"It's to help me control my cursed energy. So while I watch the movies, if I don't charge it with cursed energy it punches me square in the face. I thought I had mastered this thing already, but he insist I keep training with it." Itadori grumbles.

"At least it's cute." You commented, taking a sip of your drink.

"Until it punches you in your face without warning!" The pink haired boy barks.

The talks died down, the three of you eating quietly when another movie is played on the screen. Itadori didn't bother reading the title, it was a plain one about a zombie apocalypse that got him extremely bored, yet he kept watching still so the plushie didn't punch him in the face again; he's been keeping a record since all his last cursed energy training lessons were a sucess to this day. When his head started nodding and eyelids dropping Itadori can't remember well, about fourty five minutes of movie perhaps? Make it fifty, the second slumber took over his body completely.

When he awoke once again, it was near midnight, the clock on the wall told him so. He also noticed a soft and warm surface supporting his head, figures, it's your shoulder he's resting into, he feels an arm around his own shoulders and your cheek placed upon his hair.

"Hey, it's late." You immediately notices he's awake, calling out softly. "You should sleep on your room, or something, better to your spine."

He chuckles when you poke his side. "But I'm comfortable here."

"I'm surprised, you just met me today, and now is sleeping on my shoulder."

"I'm not, that happens often to me."

"Sleeping on people's shoulders?"

"No! Making friends quickly." Itadori likes your gentle warmth, your hug, everything makes him feel at home. "I met two more people before you for two weeks, but they can't see me, because I'm dead."

"So I'll keep you company, that's my new mission."

His eyes widen at that, a oh so little blush covering the tip of his ears.

"For how many time I slept anyway?" He asks.

"About two- no, three hours. You missed two movies, and this one is about to end."

"And you stayed here the whole time?" He motions to your shoulder.

"Yep. That reminds me I gotta pee."

Itadori grumbles, but quickly lifts himself off you, respecting your needs. That gives him some time to look around, he notices Ino is gone, and the plushie sits quietly at the other side of the couch, unmoving.

"Y/N! How did you manage to make it quiet down?" He's beyond bafflet.

"...que."

"What!"

"I said!" You arrive quickly at the doorframe, hands still wet from when you washed them. "I used my innate technique."

"Oh! How is it like?"

"It's kinda funny, gimme a moment." You left to wipe off your hands, coming back in a second. "So, just like Shoko, I produce reverse curse energy, but it's quite different than hers, I can't heal people. That's why we often call it positive energy instead. I can use it to soothe off negative energy, so the bear has no cursed energy right now."

"How does it works on people?" He felt very curious about everything, asking away like a kid.

"Since everyone has negative energy, it just makes you sleepy really. But when it comes to curses it's really practical, I can either weaken it or, if the curse is like grade three or four, I can slap them off existence completely by wiping all their energy." You were naturally proud of having a such versatile power, your own energy swirling with pride around you.

"That sounds amazing! Is it why I fell asleep though?"

"Nah, only if I did it on purpose. I guess you were just tired, hope you don't mind I decided to let you rest today."

"No way, it was a good nap."

You nodded. "By the way, Ino left to attend to a drinking party, he paid for our food."

"Drinking? Is he old?"

"Yeah, he's twenty." You chuckled, already expecting that kind of reaction.

"No way! He looks young just like us!"

"That's totally my reaction after I learned he's twenty!"

After that day, you started visiting Itadori weekly to daily, after exchanging numbers he made a little group with you and Ino, naming it the "Nanami trio". But really, he exchanges more texts with you in private, be them memes, cool images he wish to share, etcetera. Although, Ino wasn't left excluded, he ofter brough his xbox to connect to Itadori's tv room and you all would spend hours playing together; he just didn't spend much time with both of you as much. And that was okay.

For a few days, your connection with Itadori died down when he didn't reply to your texts. They would remain unread for some time, the longest being half a day, until he would spam apologies then move on with the topic. That became a routine until one day when you came over to check on Itadori unnanounced, needin to ease off your worries about the boy, only to find him sobbing in the middle of a hallway, staring ahead and beyond, his back to you.

"Ita-?"

"Egh!" Startled, he scrambled to wipe his eyes, turning to you. "H-hey, um, hi."

"What happened?"

"I- he-" His eyes didn't met yours, knuckles white in a death grip. You notice he has a few bandages thrown over his face and arms. The way his shoulders are drawn, as if he wants to shrink into himself is something you've experienced before.

"Something hard to talk about?"

He nods almost immediately, head still facing down.

"It's alright, come with me." You reach for his hands, grimacing slightly when his forceful grip is now on your hand, yet you don't comment on it. He follows you through the state wordlessly.

You two stop on the same tv room, sitting down on the couch. You then guide his head to your shoulder, gently massaging his scalp with the free hand.

"It's alright."

Those two words are chanted like a prayer for the next half hour, at some point, Itadori twisted his body towards yours and unknowingly caged you between him and the sofa arm. He embraced you with a force you didn't have in you, like he didn't want to lose one another. Painful or not, not a muscle moved on your body. He needed a shoulder to cry on.

Thirty minutes passed like seconds, you peered down only to find the boy confortably napping against your bosom; at some point you just became the cold side of the pillow to him. That's alright. It brings you joy to be the mom friend anyways. So you decided to join the sleepland aswell, arms still secured around his shoulders and the back of his head.

It feels like the nap hasn't been long, though, because you can feel Itadori's grip loosening and therefore, you're awake.

"Sorry if I broke any bones, in advance."

"Wow, and you only warn me now."

He laughs at your comeback, hands still secured around your waist.

"I'm surprised you let me uh, cuddle you for comfort - and sleep. I don't understand it? You just make me sleepy." He rambled, keeping eye contact with you while his head still rests on your chest.

"That's a piece of cake when you have younger siblings who seek for you every night they get a nightmare."

"Does that mean I can come to you again if I have a nightmare?" There it is, his togepi-kirby cutesy face.

"Are you four?"

"That's mean!" Itadori blushed, squeezing you on his arms. "I like the contact. It puts me at ease."

"Mm, do you want to talk about it?"

He gulped. "No, not really."

Your peach haired friend remained silent, and so did you. It seems he doesn't intend in letting you go soon, or he just really forgot to mention it. It gives them time to think, your younger sisted used to do that sometimes, back in Kyoto.

"Y/N, wanna watch anything?"

"Sure, have you watched Parasyte before?"

"No, let's give it a try then!" Itadori glances at the remote, then back at you - making you confused over his hesitation to move. He notices you noticed it, chuckling nervously. "To be honest, I don't wanna let go."

"It's hurting my back."

"SORRY I'M SORRY!" He jumped away from you like a cat would jolt away from a cucumber, making you snicker.

"It's okay, I just wanted to change positions."

And to tease you, but he didn't need to know that part.

He glared at you with a small pout, typing the initials of Parasyte on the search bar. Outside his line of vision, you were grinning like a idiot, his sweeteness took a tow on you. All the people of Tokyo you met really held a way different spirit from your classmates in Kyoto, Itadori being the nicest of all. It's surprising him being Sukuna's vessel to begin with; being honest, you felt drawn by it.

"Y/N, it's startiiiiing." He cut your daydreaming short, slumping on your side and propping his head on your shoulder.

"This again?" You throw an arm around his shoulders, very much like the first time he cuddled himself on you.

"Don't blame me, you're the one who wanted to change positions. Guess I'll just make some alterations since I'm awake this time!" One of his arms went behind your back and circled your waist, hand resting at your hip.

"It's definely different, since the other time you drooled on me."

"Hhgh, okay okay! Let me enjoy this." For perhaps the actual first time, you're able to watch without exchanging words with one another.

And this time, it's you who's head loll to the side, nose buried on his soft rose perfumed hair. Itadori doesn't comment on it yet, his free hand moves under your legs to lift your whole body up efortlessly when he senses you have fallen asleep.

"I remember you said it's bad for my spine, I wouldn't mind it... yours however."

The boy makes a beeline to the guest room, he sighs when there is no choice but open the door with his foot. Inside, he places you carefully in the soft bed.

Before he could leave, a hand reaches up for his sleeve.

"Itadori," He turned, looking at you. "Make me company?"

He giggles softly - you think it sounds like a highschool girl. "You should start calling me by my first name!" Itadori rambles as he climbs on the bed, arms wrapping around your waist in a motion you're familiar with.

"Yuuji, I'm tired, let me sleep."

"But I wanna talk more..." He pouts. "Also, are we, um, dating?"

You wriggle around, bringing his head down to peck on his forehead, teasing. "Correction, I want to date you."

"Uh, oh." A blush coats his face so quickly, you'd say someone dumped a bucket of red paint on his face.

"Is that a no?"

"No!"

"So it is a no."

"Christ, will you stop teasing for a second, I'm trying to talk here." He makes an angry version of his togepi-kirby face, you can't help but grin.

"You amuse me, but okay. I'll do it for you."

"Thanks." He blinks, the blush slowly fading away. "You know, I lied, not about the contact, I like the contact nonetheless-"

His hand moves to play with yours, such as tapping his tips against yours, or meassuring the palms.

"-it's you who brings me comfort."

It's also your turn to blush, that line was seriously charming.

"Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, we're dating now." You respond, a little eagerly. "Can I kiss you?"

"Please."

This is the best person I could ask for, Itadori thinks, keeping his eyes open as yours shut during the kiss, whom I won't change for anything else in this world.

When you both separate, Itadori feels drowsy and sleepy. His face fits perfectly on your shoulder as always.

"Goodnight, my favorite person."

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Chapter 13 - The Climax

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Pairing: Joel Miller x Female!Reader/OC

Warnings: angst and smut – jealous/angry sex, joel getting the ride of his life?

Summary: "Are you accusing me of something?" // "Should I?"

Word Count: 5.868

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"Good morning," You walked into the kitchen quietly, the presence of Ellie putting a smile to your face. She hadn't been stopping by as often as she used to – it didn't take you too long to figure out something was wrong.

"Hey Dolly," She smiled back where she sat, a tense expression on her face.

"Mornin'," Joel smiled briefly from where he was cooking scrambled eggs. "D'you sleep well?"

After the bath, you two were quick to move to the bed. Joel had immediately turned you to your side and wrapped his arms around your waist, burying his face into the crook of your neck and peppering small kisses along your soft spots and shoulder. After what had happened a few hours prior, you neither wanted to leave his arms nor stop feeling his warm lips on your skin. That encounter was too close and it had you winded– trembling softly in his arms. The both of you were too worn out to make love, to feel one another and make sure you were still there.

"Yeah," You walked over to where you normally put your coffee, only to remember you didn't have any left. "Ah, dammit."

"Those traders haven't passed by in so long, hope they're doin' okay," Joel commented as you silently agreed and dragged your feet to where Ellie was.

"How're you holdin' up? Heard you got some action last night," Ellie eyed you curiously as you sat down across her.

"A bit shaken, but I've been worse," You replied as you rubbed your eyes sleepily. After briefly telling Ellie about the details from last night, Joel served you and himself scrambled eggs: "You're not eating?"

"I had some breakfast at Jesse's," She shrugged and got up, offering Joel her seat silently. "Anyways, I gotta run. Just wanted to check up on you."

"Thanks, Els," You beamed at her. Then, there were a couple knocks at the front door.

You tried to get up, but Joel was quicker: "I got it, don't tire yourself."

Tsk, you rolled your eyes with a small smirk: "It's not like I haven't broken my ribs before."

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"Just rest up for me," Joel replied and opened the door to an unpleasant sight.

"Hey Joel," It was Kiki. She had a bag hanging from her arm, and she was also wearing a pink and white floral dress that went down to her knees and covered her shoulders. She also had a big floppy hat that covered most of her face. Without waiting for him to react, she began talking: "I just wanted to say thank you– for last night. To (Y/N), too, but I imagine she's resting. Here..."

She proceeded to pull out a jar of coffee beans from the bag: "I had this for awhile but couldn't adjust to the taste, so I figured I should give 'em to someone who lives off'a these..."

Joel carefully studied the jar in his hand after taking it from her: "Well, uh. That's very kind of you."

"Don't mention it," Her smile spread innocently. "As I said, take this as a thank you for saving Ward's life. I know you like your coffee."

Joel gave her an odd look: "I didn't save his life. (Y/N) did. You should be thanking her."

"That's what I said! She must be resting, so tell her I gave this would you?" And with that, plus an enthusiastic wave of her hand, she said Bye! and skipped down the porch and left, leaving Joel dumbfounded.

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"Who is that?" You asked Ellie when you couldn't hear what was going on.

"I can't tell," She said nervously, which let you know she was lying.

You wanted to reply, or to get up to make your point, but you just kept quiet and stared at the side of her face for a while instead. She kept looking around and at her feet, anywhere but your face, the muffled conversation dying out in the background for you: "What's bothering you sweetheart?"

That came to the teen as a shock, which made her look at you: "Nothing. I just– I have a lot on my mind."

"Okay, you know I'm always here if you ever wanna talk," You immediately decided not to press her and leave it at that.

"Yup," She gave a brief nod and started playing with her fingers – the nervous Ellie gesture.

You really worried for her, stuck between changing the subject or asking once more, hoping she'd tell you what wad wrong; ultimately you decided to change the subject: "How's Jesse? Haven't seen him around in awhile."

"He's fine." A brief answer, which didn't make her stop playing with her fingers. She still wasn't looking at you.

"Ellie..." You spoke softly but also with a little seriousness to draw her attention, and you did. You gave her a stern but worried look: "Talk to me?"

She turned to you as she chewed on her bottom lip, eyes wide. Just when she opened her mouth, you heard the door close. Joel walked in with a jar in hand, a displeased look spread across his face. Ellie took the interruption as her chance to leave: "Well, I'll see you later."

You nodded, Joel murmuring his own goodbye at her. He put the jar on the counter island– it was coffee, but he didn't seem happy: "Today is our lucky day, huh?"

Your attempt at making him say what was bothering him (without directly asking so he'd open up a little more easily) wasn't entirely fruitless. He placed his hands on the counter, leaned forward silently with a leg in front of the other.

"Kiki gave this as thanks for saving Ward. I'm guessin' you'll skip coffee?" He sounded more harsh than he intended to, but even though you had gotten used to it, it still stung. You didn't reply, instead turned and started eating your eggs with a sour expression. Joel stood like that for awhile, staring at you, then pushed himself off: "Yeah, I'm skipping too."

This made you stop chewing and give him a look that said what did you just say? He ignored it and sat across you, grabbing his fork to start nibbling at his food. This time it was you who stared: "What are you doing?"

"Having breakfast with my wife?"

"Joel." You spoke sternly, warning him. "You haven't had coffee in days, go drink some."

"I don't want to drink that coffee."

You slowly got up: "Don't be like that, I know you want to. I'll make some if–"

"No, (Y/N), I don't want to drink that coffee." He insisted a little harshly.

"What's wrong with you?" You replied coolly, giving him a confused and slightly angry glare where you stood.

"That's how you sound like when you don't want to get involved with Kiki." He spoke calmly, going back to his normal self.

You stared at him, the stern look making the lines of your face deeper and your features sharper. He had a point, several, even; and you felt embarrassed like a 5 year-old.

"Now I'm going to drink that coffee and enjoy it like I usually do, not because it's from Kiki but because it's coffee." He got up and took slow steps towards you, he also had a stern look on his face. "After last night, I'm thankful for Ward, but that didn't make me like 'im more. Same for Kiki. You may not like them– I don't like 'em, but they're of Jackson now. We gotta find a way to get along when it's necessary."

I don't like 'em.

Something had to have happened for him to say that, because Joel wasn't a person to openly dislike people unless he had a solid reason. Not anymore.

You remained silent as he brushed past you, grabbed the jar and began making his coffee. He was right, and the expression on your face was more than enough to let him know that you knew that.

You didn't talk to each other until you left for patrol. Brief goodbye's were exchanged as you made your way to the eastern gate. Maria changed you and Ward with Astrid and Cedric's watchtower shift: she had offered to put you both off schedule, but you said you could handle lighter duty.

What you liked about Ward was that he didn't talk too much. At first, it was worse– too quiet that you worried if it was because of you. He started opening up bit by bit, feeling more comfortable each week. It was casual conversation between you both now, but still he was mostly quiet which you appreciated.

After talking briefly about last night, thanking each other a few rounds, you spent the patrol thinking about everything: Ellie, Joel, Kiki...

Before you knew it, the sun was gone. A gorgeous mix of dark purple, orange and everything in between coloured the sky and reflected down onto the streets. Tonight was an adults only event Maria had been arranging for the past few weeks, and you weren't planning on going– neither was Joel, which made you feel slightly bad about what you were about to do next.

After handing your rifles to the usual keeper, Paul, you walked with Ward and once you neared the split on the road, you grabbed his shoulder briefly: "Let me get you a drink."

Ward, with bewildered eyes, blinked: "What?"

"Come on– look," You put your hands on your hips awkwardly. "I feel like I've been a complete dick towards you, so I just want to make up for that and find a way to, y'know, get along better." Ward looked around, still shocked, then back at you after a moment but remained quiet. You tried one last time: "You know Maria's got that event going on, but if you don't want to, I can't make you, I'll be out of your hair–"

"No," He blurted out. "I'd– I'd like that. I... I haven't exactly been the nicest either, so. You're right, let's go."

"Alright," You offered a small smile and started walking towards the bar.

The bar was more spacious than the Tipsy Bison, with two wide counters across each other and more tables where twice as many people can be fit inside. The wooden walls and the Wyoming-esque interior with a hint of Texas created a cozy atmosphere. It was one of those days when Tommy was available and serving the drinks personally, which added to the place's aesthetic.

What you didn't expect to see when you set foot inside however, was Joel's back to you at the counter to the right, with a woman sitting in front of him. Scanning the room you were going to walk into was second nature to you, so the sight was quick to stun you in place.

A couple of people greeted you as they passed by, and you waved back while trying to make out who was sitting across him... but you already knew.

"Hey, (Y/N)!" Eugene put a hand on your shoulder. "Hey, Ward. How y'all doin'? Come on, let me get you both a drink..."

There was rush in his movements as he walked you to the counter to the left by your arm, claiming your attention for a brief moment as your mind raced.

Kiki was sat across Joel, and their body language was more than enough to erupt jealousy and anger from deep within you, your breath hitching. Eugene pressed down on your shoulders to sit you on the stool as he whispered: "Relax."

He pushed a glass of what you assumed to be whisky in front of you across the wooden counter and you immediately downed it at one go, the liquid burning down your throat and fueling the fire beginning to light alive inside you.

Ward, noticing the change in your behaviour, eyed the people around you but also met the same fate as you: The sight of his wife with your husband immediately sending jolts of rage through his veins.

Tommy approached the three of you then, with his usual grin: "Dolly, Ward, what a nice surprise."

"Yeah," Keeping a calm posture, you offered a fake smile, while Ward was obviously fuming.

Your in-law's confused, blue eyes shifted towards where Joel and Kiki were for a second. He sighed in a defeated manner, pinching the bridge of his nose, clearly unaware of his brother's presence in the crowded space. He leaned in so Ward didn't hear: "Is that what you two've come to? Makin' the other jealous?"

"What? No!" You hissed. "Wait, why did you say that?" Tommy suddenly looked like he realised he made a mistake, exhaling deeply. You bit the inside of your bottom lip and nodded ironically. Seems there was still a long way to go to make Joel open up to you a bit more easily.

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Joel walked into the bar in hopes of finding his younger brother, trying not to attract too much attention to himself as he made his way to the counter on the right.

"Hey Joel," Mike was behind the bar serving drinks. "Surprised to see you here. Where's (Y/N)?"

"Hey," He tilted his head at the slightly younger man. "She's at the walls. I'm just lookin' for Tommy, heard he was here."

"Oh, he just left, but he'll be back in a few. Why don't you sit, let me fix you something?"

"Eh, fine," Joel debated for a brief moment but ultimately placed himself on the empty stool he was leaning over. Mike pushed a glass of whiskey in front of him and they chatted briefly, before a hand gently wrapped itself around his arm. A small hand which made him tense up.

"Hey, Joel– Mike," Kiki greeted the men with a smirk. She looked a lot more different than she did that morning: She was wearing low-waist jeans which hugged her frame tightly, on top of that she was wearing a light gray, deep V neck t-shirt – In the morning, she looked like she was on her way to church, now she looked like a woman who worked for a fashion magazine.

Don't get him wrong, Joel didn't find her attractive– or anyone for that matter ever since he had laid eyes on you years ago in that house with water. He just took your and Eugene's words into consideration then, and prepared himself accordingly.

"Hey," Mike greeted the woman louder than Joel did. She proceeded to make herself comfortable on the stool to the left of Joel.

"What're you fellas up to?" There was something different about her face, on her eyes... had she made her own eyeshadow?

She and Mike chatted briefly while he fixed up a drink for her, then left the two by themselves when more townsfolk came in. Joel was deep in thought and uncomfortable– where the hell is Tommy?

"So," Kiki gave her best charming smile as she leaned her arm on the counter with a relaxed posture. "How'd you like the coffee?"

Joel felt a characteristic urge to be left alone: her body language and tone was more than enough to prove you right. Dolly was right: "I didn't drink it, we already had coffee."

"Oh," The disappointment was unfortunately not enough to make her back off. "You know what occurred to me later on? I should'a kept the coffee and invited you over for some–"

"Kiki," Joel faked a smile and turned his body towards her on his seat. "I said I 'preciate the coffee... I know what you're doing."

"Oh? What am I doing, Joel?"

There it was– the attempt at being seductive. Joel couldn't even begin to try to imagine how things would've played out if you weren't in the picture, and with her advances, the eldest Miller felt his blood beginning to boil with protective, cool anger: "You know exactly what, and it ain't workin'. Never did."

"Not even a little?" She made those stupid doe eyes at him that she's been making.

Joel, despite the anger in his tone, kept his bitter smile and relaxed posture to not attract any attention on them: "I am a married man. Happily at that, and I have no intentions of breaking that bond over the likes o' you."

His words seemed to have stung her, and he actually saw her grow a little pale. Good. He felt his pissy behaviour settle in, the one he tried to suppress after settling in Jackson– his life wasn't as cruel as it was back in Boston, so he had to be kinder and a little less brutally honest about what he had in mind.

"Likes of me, huh?" She kept her composure, her eyes now cold as ice.

"Yeah, seem to forget you're married yourself. Makes a feller worry..." A cruel, bitter grin on Joel's face made Kiki appear like a hissing cat. "You're makin' my wife uneasy– you're makin' me uneasy, so I'll give you a warning: Keep ya distance. Next time I won't be as polite."

Just then, Mike appeared with a new glass of whisky for Joel. The ex-smuggler thanks him with a straight face and downs his drink at one go, the booze beginning to make him tipsy and bolder by the minute.

"I'm making her uneasy?" Kiki suddenly replied with confidence, shooting a pointed look across the bar. Joel turned his head to find you and your hand on Ward's shoulder, his heart dropping to his stomach. "See, Joel," He turned his head back to face her. "I wouldn't exactly do you like tha–"

Without a warning, a hand he immediately recognised grabbed his jaw, twisted his head to the left, and his lips were suddenly occupied by the unmistakable pair of yours.

You went as far as to indicate that you were about to shove your tongue down his throat, something warmer than the skin of your hand burning into the skin of his jaw as you took his breath away with your kiss.

"I'm going home." You stated simply, looking into his eyes with an expression which sent a shiver down Joel's spine, then giving an even worse look at Kiki. You were pissed.

He watched, completely forgetting about Kiki and everyone else's presence as you stormed off to the exit. By the time he snapped out of his shock, Tommy had walked up to him, whispering: "You're in deep."

Joel gave his brother a confused look, immediately got up, while Tommy glanced at Kiki with his brows knitted: "Some'n funny?"

Joel looked back to find the woman in question smirking in a satisfied manner. The older Miller felt his fists ball up into fists, but he made the right choice of going after you instead of making a scene.

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"I found what you were askin' for, by the way." Tommy suddenly changed the subject. "When I went out the other day."

Your face was quick to soften at his words: "What?"

Tommy proceeded to pull out a small, black box from his jacket pocket. He opened it to reveal two wedding rings in perfect condition. He had asked you a few weeks ago about whether you two were gonna put a ring on the other, that he had seen a jewelry store some miles outside of Jackson and that he could look around for a pair of whatever he could find.

"I don't mind, honestly, but that would make Joel really happy... and that makes me real happy." You had smiled.

"Ever the romantic, my brother. A'right, I'll keep an eye out next time I go."

You took one out of the box carefully, your eyes going a little shiny and soft as Tommy added: "Came back from there a few hours ago, found these rings but they may not match your size, they're a li'l big."

"Tommy," You gave him a soft, quite gasp as you studied the ring between your tumb and index finger. "Thank you, I–"

"Of course," He smiled sincerely and placed the box in front of you carefully.

You held the ring in your hand for awhile, brows slowly drawing back together as you felt tenderness turn into hurt, and hurt turn into anger. You were not going to let another woman get her hands anywhere near Joel, and you were determined. It was now or never, the consequences be damned.

You glanced at Ward to see him still fuming, nothing like how he was this morning. You put a hand on his shoulder: "I'll handle this."

"Don't make a scene!" Eugene hissed as you jumped down the stool, put the ring on as best as it fit, and started stomping your way towards Joel.

Once you reached home, you were breathing heavily through your nose. Hands on your hips, you whispered to yourself: "What the hell am I doing?"

Unsure of what to do, standing across the windows, the sofa and bookshelf to your left in the living room, you suddenly heard the door open and slam back shut: "What was that?"

You turned around with a half angry, half something else Joel couldn't quite put his finger on expression spread on your face. He was quick to walk into the living room as he spoke, keeping a healthy distance from you while crossing his arms.

"Go ahead," Joel challenged as you eyed him even angrier. "You did that for a reason, you're pissed. Wanna tell me why?"

"I was making a point," You shrugged.

"Yeah, you made a point alright," Joel nodded. "Gave her the satisfaction of knowing that she's poisoned us."

"Poisoned?" You raised your brows, mocking.

"Don't you start," Joel warned. "You know damn well what she's been doin' and has done so far."

"You're angry at me 'cause I was right all along?" You made a face, tone harsh and matching his, arms spread.

"I ain't angry!" He groaned, proving himself wrong. "Just 'cause you were right and I took some time seein' that don't mean you get to piss me off with your new drinkin' buddy." He spoke loudly, clearly and with that look he used to have more often before Jackson.

This time your eyebrows rose with a what did you just say to me? and an oh is that so? air to them, the look in your eyes saying it all. You remained silent, hands settling on your hips slowly, as you gave him some time to realise the words he's said.

"And just what were you doing with your little drinkin' buddy?" You mimicked his accent in the last two words.

"This ain't about–"

"Like shit it isn't," You huffed sharply. "You told me to get along, since I'm the one who's poisoned–"

"Do not twist my words, (Y/N)," Joel warned, he took a small step towards you.

"Only when you stop misplacing excuses," You gave him a bitter, not at all sincere smile, then turned around to face the windows again.

"(Y/N)." He said and took another step forward, while you stood your ground. They weren't threatening, they were instinctive, almost childishly curious like a little boy wanting to stick a branch into the hornet's nest.

"What? What do you want me to say?" You sighed, exasperated. "You want me to apologise for telling a woman who's hitting on my husband to fuck off? 'Cause I won't."

"I don't!" He groaned. "I was telling her to back off before you pulled your little stunt!"

"What?" Your voice was quick to go back to normal.

"She was hittin' on me, y'know what I did? Gave her a damn warning." He leaned in a little, keeping himself at arms length. "Then she makes me look over, what do I see? My wife with the bastard who probably wants her all to himself since his own wife won't look him in the eye."

You were a little stunned, the series of emotions coursing through your body pinning you in place. Then, the jealous and bitter side came on top.

"Are you accusing me of something, Joel?"

"Should I?"

"Oh fuck you," You spat before you thought.

You pushed him, not with too much force but just enough to make your frustration clear, making him fall onto the couch. You went to take off your pants as he tried to wrap his head around what was going on, but then you remembered the ring on your finger and the other in your pocket. You pulled it out and threw the box into his lap: "Guess you don't want this."

He quickly opened the box to find a gold wedding ring, then his eyes went to your hand to find the same one on your finger, which was now closed into a fist. Guilt washed over his face, but before he could react, you started taking your pants off: "We're not getting anywhere with this pointless banter."

You didn't give him a chance to reply and quickly straddled his hips, making him groan when you grinded on his cock. You then proceeded to undo his belt as his hands grabbed at your thighs, but you growled: "No touching."

"What–?"

"If you touch me, Joel," You looked straight into his eyes with a terrifying glare. "I'll leave."

His hands dropped too quickly to the sides of his legs, his cock hardening at your change of behaviour. His anger now accompanied confusion as the tip of your noses brushed while you looked down and got rid of his belt, throwing it somewhere behind you with a loud clink.

He wanted to speak, but the logical part of him knew that you both were in it too deep to resolve matters simply by talking. You were angry, he was angry and now you both shared a possessiveness with it, which made both of your bloods boil with a new sense of anger.

Christ, he thought. Fuckin' rings... It was the moment Joel knew he'd choke on his guilt for awhile, but also knew that things were probably going to be better between you two.

You unzipped his pants, and grabbed him through his briefs, making him choke back a moan. He threw his head back and made to speak, but you firmly grabbed his jaw in your hand, hushing him: "Yes, I am jealous, there you have it."

You spoke with so much irritation, Joel didn't dare tease to ease the tension. This had never occurred between you two, so instead of trying to interfere, he let you have your way almost instinctively: "I'm gonna make it your problem, since I can't make it hers."

Joel's anger dissipated a bit at your words, went as far as to bring the edges of his lips upwards, but never got the chance to actually do something when you suddenly pulled him out of his restraints, pumped him several times and sunk down on his length after moving your panties to the side. Loud groans left both of your lips simultaneously, Joel throwing his head back when you grabbed his shoulder with one hand and the side of his abdomen with the other, bunching his t-shirt in your palms.

You started riding him, rocking your hips back and forth with an urgency and roughness Joel had neither felt nor seen before, and he was having an incredibly hard time keeping his hands to himself. Once he let a groan slip at the way your walls hugged his cock greedily, Joel couldn't stop himself from groaning and moaning some more.

You on the other hand, wanted nothing to do with romance or love-making. This was fucking — wild, ruthless and animalistic, a primal side to both of you unleashed because some woman hit on Joel. Plus, his moans didn't help your case, it truly was the most wonderful sound in the world.

He didn't dare admit it, fearing that you might stop by some chance –even for a second– but he enjoyed every single second of you fucking him. A pleasure that could've been explored with less fury, probably; but the said fury just made Joel harder, if that was even possible.

You grunted when you repositioned yourself on his lap and started slamming down on his length, grabbing onto his chest and shoulders just the way he liked it.

"(Y/N)," Joel reached out for your waist, hips– anywhere that was you, but you grabbed his wrists and pinned them against the sofa: "Fuck–"

You moaned at the way he looked, which was absolutely wrecked. You started grinding your hips faster, fucking him into the couch. His cock poked deliciously through you each time you rocked down, which made your eyes roll to the back of your head. You then put your arms around his neck for support, the wet sounds making the both of you feverish.

"You're killing me, (Y/N), please–" He pleaded. You both knew that he could've easily gotten what he wanted, but the way he was willingly doing what you told him– the way he didn't want you to leave didn't escape you, the grip of your pussy driving him absolutely wild.

"What?" You moaned and proceeded to take off your shirt along with your bra. Not slowing down and leaning forward, Joel felt himself go weak at the sight of your breasts and hardened nipples, feeling his patience shatter.

"Let me touch you–" He spoke so quickly that you almost missed it. You leaned into the crook of his neck then, breasts brushing against his hairy chest and breath blowing down hot on his ear.

It was then, when you shamelessly moaned into his ear and kissed his neck, the band finally snapped and his hands wrapped around you. One arm went around your waist, while the other went to your back, hand holding you down by your shoulder. You let out a louder moan when he grabbed you like that, then bit the skin over your collarbone and started slamming into you.

"Fuck!" It was your turn into an absolute mess, the way his hips smacked against your ass echoing in the room driving you mad. He kissed the places he bit expertly, and you pushed yourself impossibly closer, wanting more, more, more of him.

"I should make you jealous more often– shit," Joel growled into your hair as he kept fucking up into you.

"Don't you fucking dare," You growled in return, and tugged at his hair, which suddenly made him stop.

He got up slightly, turned you to the side and pushed you down on the couch, then pushed his pants down a little more. He looked into your eyes all the while, then began pistoning his hips again. He held onto your shoulder and waist as he leaned down to kiss you, but a slight tilt of your head you made him go for your neck. This made him pull your legs up higher and wrap them around his waist, his fingers digging into the flesh of your hips while you raked your nails down his shoulders, back and ass. He somehow seemed to go deeper and deeper with each thrust, which made the pitch of your voice rise.

"Fuuck," You mewled when he bit your neck, losing your mind over how rough he was fucking you.

"Yeah? This what you wanted doll?" He grunted into the crook of your neck and grabbed your ass with one hand, while the other remained on your shoulder. You didn't answer, already too lost in the pleasure to utter a word, the tension in your body ready to snap. You felt sore, too – you hadn't felt this sore in a long time.

He fucked you until a sudden wave of anger washed over you, which made you push him off onto his back and get on top of him again, throwing the cushions onto the floor to make more space for your bodies.

There were so many things you wanted to say, but you settled for grabbing his wrists and pinning them above his head against the armrest as you, once more, started riding him.

"Shit," He groaned, eyes closed. You felt him struggle in your grasp as you rode him with a fast and brutal pace, moaning or whimpering as you also closed your eyes and focused entirely on how his cock felt like he was going to split you in half.

"I'm gonna– Fuck, (Y/N), I'm gonna cu–"

You let out a loud moan and let go of his wrists: "Come– come inside–"

"What–?" Joel's eyes shot open as he pinned you down by your hips as soon as his wrists were free.

"Fuck, Joel, come inside me," You repeated urgently, which made him jerk his hips up. You threw your head back and groped at your breasts, making Joel sit up.

"You sure?" He wrapped his arms around you tightly and slammed you down while thrusting up. His tone had a different type of possessiveness to it, accent thick and voice deep with lust.

"Yes!" You cried out and craned your neck back, allowing him to suck and bite there.

"Fuck–" He growled against your skin and went to play with your clit, rubbing and drawing circles on it, panting like a wild animal – very much like you. "Say it."

"Joel–" You mewled as you wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders and leaned into his ear. "Come inside me, please."

Finally and for the first time, Joel came inside you, letting out a broken moan when your cunt clenched down on him, milking the length of his cock as he emptied his load into your depths.

Three, four and five more thrusts along with delicate but firm strokes on your clit later, you also came undone and hard. Your whole body shattered into pieces above him, making you grab onto the armrest and lean down slowly.

Both of you panted, voices pitched a little. The both of you couldn't stop the small moans even after you began calming down, the sensitivity and stimulation nailing both of you in place. Joel managed to put an arm around your waist and the other around your shoulders, while you rested your head against his chest, his heart beat loud and clear.

"Goddamn," He let out something between a chuckle, huff and a wheeze after a few minutes. When you didn't respond, he tilted his head to see your face, only to find you fast asleep on his body, his cock still inside you.

Your face looked so relaxed and peaceful, Joel didn't dare move for a time, carefully pulling out his cock and hissing quietly when his cum dripped down from your entrance to his shaft. He wanted to keep going, only if you weren't tired...

He carefully got up with you in his arms, felt you wake briefly as he carried you upstairs and laid you down on the bed; after debating a long time about whether he should eat you up where you slept or not, he ultimately decided to clean you up and lay down next to you...

...Unaware of the catastrophic event that was going to take place tomorrow.

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