#but cant sleep. ugh. body is pain. how sleep!!!!!

[autisticlee]

I like to learn. I WANT to learn. I like to learn to do new things that interest me. I like to consume a vast amount of knowledge about things I enjoy. I also prefer to have the structure of someone else teaching it to me rather than figuring out how to collect the overwhelming amount of info myself and figure out how to learn it without any help. it sounds fun in theory, but school absolutely ruins it for me.

I would be all for school if it was only based on learning the things you enjoy and have interest in. hands-on and interactive learning. learning for because you want to learn a certain thing out of pure genuine interest. not learning just to be put on the spot and have scores and grades on the line. no homework and assignments. no tests and exams. no reports and papers. no sleepless nights and decaying health. no social norms to uphold and people to please.

some may ask, how do you know you learned the material without those things? simple, through doing it with your own hands until you master it. let your work speak for you and prove that you have learned it. rather than prove you learned it before you are allowed to do the work. which you are then thrown out on your own, probably lost and confused because you may not have truly learned anything useful. learning a concept or something in theory never really translates well to actual hand-on work, let's be honest. i've heard so many people complain that fresh college graduates don't know how to do any of the work at all. they say they learned how, byt lectures and books and exams and essays can never prepare for the actual work. and your boss/supervisor/etc are too lazy to teach you.

the school system really needs to change. no sitting in a classroom listening to a boring person talk at you as you fight to stay awake. no trying to sort through the boring words in overly expensive textbooks to figure out what 2% of info out if the 50-100 pages you're assigned to read a night is maybe important and will be on an exam. no writing papers in very specific overly picky formats, relating to the class but probably not even about a thing you really care about. no endless assignments that don't help you learn and just stop you from having free time, rest, and sleep. no grades and scores and GPA to hang over your head and make learning go from a fun thing you want to do, to a stressful thing you HAVE to do. no pointless classes in between that don't even remotely relate at all to the thing you are interested in and choose to study. no social stress caused by people distracting you from your work and whole purpose of being there. no cliques and being either forced to make friends with people you don't like/relate to or become the bullied outcast. no sensory trauma caused by the vast amount of sensory input forced on you every second of the day in a school environment. and most importantly, no crippling lifelong debt after all that insane stress, just for a piece of paper that nowadays doesn't even get you a job to pay that debt, let alone a job that's even slightly related to what you studied. have fun paying $200k+ with a horrible and dehumanizing fast food/customer service job while everyone calls you lazy and useless for working there for years and living in your parents' basement, despite having a degree.

everything about school and traditional teaching methods ruins everything about learning for me. I can't do it. I can't stand the way it works. I learn nothing and can only force enough info into my brain to barely pass if i'm lucky. the stress, overwhelm, overwork, boring and pointless, etc, it all overshadows my ability to learn or enjoy the learning process. the process itself is so flawed and works against my brain and needs that I can't learn anything no matter how hard I try, even if it's a special interest.

I think the only way i'd be able to learn is in a small group or one-one-one apprenticeship environment. think blacksmith who takes a pupil and trains them for years, teaching them hands on how to do the work. starting them with small work until they start handling the main work themsleves and eventually take over when the master retires. that's the only way my brain can learn. that sounds absolutely perfect for me. but schools, especially universities, abolished that type of teaching. everyone is too lazy to teach their employees even simple jobs. they expect everyone to have a degree or 5 and already have 10 years of experience and know how to do everything without being taught.

my brain (and body and soul) can't handle school environments and teaching methods. I got so sick at uni I had to drop out. I would have failed and got kicked out if I kept going. apprenticeships don't exist these days. the only time i've seen them is when they are basically an internship. they require schooling first so they don't need to teach you. you work for experience towards your resume more than to learn. they are very short term and you're sent on your own again to struggle alone.

it's so upsetting because I WANT to learn and become a master of something. but I don't have the ability to teach myself (I've tried. I can't correct my own mistakes if I don't know what they are and youtube/reading alone also cant help correct me) and definitely won't be able to make it through school. what's the point anyway when most degrees are useless paper (unless you do things I don't care about like medical and law and business) and you get to live in debt for the rest of your life and work a horrible job you can't stand because it's all you can get even with your expensive paper

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[milo-is-rambling]

Quick someone kiss me it’s urgent 🗣️🚨‼️

[deerlottie]

saw you asking so could u write some jackie somno hcs or a blurb? 🙈🙈 SHES SOO sleepy princess i love her!!!!!

🐇– jackie somno hcs !

FIRST OF ALL! she brought it up after having a wet dream. you had an important exam the next day so she couldn't wake you up :( she needed to get off so much but she cant cum without you. poor baby suffered that whole night.

she can't even look you in the eye when talking to you about it.

"i was thinking...you could touch me in my sleep. if you want. a-and maybe i can touch you...?" SHES SO SHY ABOUT IT :((( but she's praying you say yes. and you do :3

thinking of her taking sleeping pills to stay asleep while you use her :( she thinks its so hot to wake up to her pussy leaking with her cum, completely unaware of what you did to her last night.

whenever you go to touch, she's almost always wet. you didn't know how much she loved this but fuck its so sexy.

jackie being a secret perv 😵‍💫😵‍💫

she'd LOVE cnc too UGH.

wearing no panties to sleep so you can fuck her easier and faster :)

jackie waking up to you wearing your biggest strap, whispering in her ear "shh...it'll be over soon. be a good bunny and take for me, yeah? good girl..." as she cries out from the pain of the stretch

waking up your fingers in her soaked cunt because she got needy

she loves when you pretend to sneak into the house and use her sleeping body. waking up to a gloved hand either rubbing her pussy or over her mouth ughh she's cumming instantly

groping her while you two are on the couch watching a movie. she's getting sleepy, her head's resting on your shoulder and you can feel her tiny puffs of breath hitting your neck, giving you goosebumps.

jackie mumbles out incoherently, half-asleep as you grope her body. you couldn't help it - she just looked so beautiful next to you. gently, you lift her shirt over her head, biting your lip at her exposed chest. you take a nipple between your fingers and her face - her eyerbows furrow slightly as you roll it between your fingers and you smirk. "such a sleepy princess, jax." you whisper out, leaving open-mouthed kisses on her cheek. she subconsciously leans into your touch and one of her hands slips onto your lap. you place it over your center, making her fingers rub your covered clit. you groan at everything going on, how hot it is to take her like this. your hands find her shorts and tug them down to her thighs and sigh dreamily at the huge wet spot on her panties. you can see the outline of her lips through them and you want nothing more than to shove your face in it. peeling her panties away, you run two fingers around her clit, gasping at how it twitches for you. her hand in your lap instinctively moves to your shoulder, grasping at your shirt as you slide a finger in. you glance at her face as you move in deeper - she's letting out tiny moans and has hair sticking to her forehead. your free hand comes up to cradle her face, cooing at how good she's taking you in her sleep. "so good, jackie. my princess. gonna make you cum until you wake up to your sore pussy clenching around my strap."

[moon-catto]

hello!! So funny story😭 i was on the floor playing with my cat and like i was about to turn around and get up i hit the nerve on my knee:( and now i cant move it or lay it down to be more comfy ( im scared) can i have gojo with a s/o that hit knee nerve if they try ti get on their knees to grab something or if they lay down and he's s/o trying to turn around and boom they hit a knee nerve??😭 i apologize for my errors im in pain right now 😕

When you hit a knee nerve

Dang that sounds painful. are you okay, though? 😭 For a clumsy person like me, it's kinda a daily occurrence to hit myself with anything (literally) so I can relate a bit too much with this request. I hope you enjoy this one!

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"Satoru." Your voice is anything but cheerful but your boyfriend seems to be oblivious about it.

"Yeah?" He hummed on your neck. The vibration from his lips tingle your skin slightly.

"Can you please move?" You ask so desperately while patting his biceps which is currently curling around the midsection of your torso, keeping you stuck beside him. "It's been two hours, Toru." You even pleaded. You're unable to do anything since this humongous cat persuaded you to do a five minute cuddle with him earlier. You should've known better, that there's an ulterior motives behind those sparkly eyes and pouty lips of his.

"Don't wanna." He refused before burying his head deeper to your body— his fluffy hair brushed against your neck.

"Toru…" you gave up trying to get out of him. You spent almost every strength you had to remove yourself from him and it was proven useless. "I need to do my reports…"

"You can do it later." He kissed your lips when you glared at him. He even has the audacity to grin at your pissed off face when you grunted at him. "Spend a bit more time with me, yeah?"

"I will, after I finish the report— woah!" Without warning, he flipped you so you lay underneath him. Both arms on the sides of your head. Your chest is just inches away from his. When you looked up, you found him looking at you with a smug grin.

"Is the report much more interesting than me?" He batted his eyelashes purposefully at you and it made you frown.

Ugh, that beautiful face of his. You squint your eyes due to how bright his face is, sparkles are literally pouring out from his pretty face.

"But it's due tomorrow…" you soften your voice in hope it would melt the stubbornness of his. You're really making quite an effort for your touch starved boyfriend just to do your job. "Do you want me to put up an all night lighter for that?"

At that, his face shifted. "Maybe not." The thought that you had to spend your sleeping time doing your reports because of him appeared inside his mind. Honestly that is quite sad.

"So I'll do my reports and come back as fast as i can, okay?" You pinched his cheeks gently and he melted.

"Okay, okay." He removed himself from you and you took a deep breath of victory.

You were about to walk towards your desk when suddenly you tripped on the blanket and fall to the ground with your face hitting the floor.

"Y/N!" He quickly got off the bed and checked on you. You are still laying flat on the floor. No response was heard. "Y/N?" He shook you. "My love? Future wife?"

Noticing your silence, he flipped your body so he could see your face and then he saw you looking at him teary eyed, lips parted while screaming in a silent agony.

"Y/N?" He still doesn't have any clue of what's going on. You curled your knees up to your chest and pointed at your right knee. "Here?" He looked at your knee and you nodded. "What's wrong here?" He touched your knee and you let out the most pathetic breathless scream ever known.

Quickly, he retracted his hand. A light bulb appears on his head. "Aah~... You hit a knee nerve." He chuckles and you sob as a response.

He smiled devilishly and touched your numb knee again.

"Agh! Stop it! It's numb!" You said between laughter and cry. Tears falling from your eyes because he keeps touching your leg which is still tingling from the pain.

But he continues to tease you by rubbing lightly on your knee. "My mom once told me that this is the fastest way to get rid of the pain~" he's clearly enjoying your suffering, his smile only widens and widens in every incoherent syllable you muttered in an attempt to curse him.

"Satoru!"

"That's what you get when you refuse to cuddle with me." He pouted at you before throwing his head to the side. "Told you we better stay on the bed."

"...You're evil." That's the only thing you said after you pushed yourself far enough to protect your knee from his abuse.

"And You're cute." He leaned closer to you. Wiping your tears while grinning ear to ear. "That's why I love to tease you." He made a mess on your hair by ruffling it with his big hand.

"Is it that bad?" He asked once again, inspecting your red knee because of his attacks earlier.

"Why do you wanna know."

"Because I'm a caring boyfriend. Duh. That's why." He shamelessly answered and you rolled your eyes at him. "But seriously, if it's that bad it would be better if you lay down on the bed for a moment."

He opens his arms at you, a smile tugging on his lips. "Come on now."

You're still mad at him for laughing when you're suffering miserably. However you can't refuse him when he's sweetly cradling you in his arms and putting you gently on the bed like this. "Better?" He whispered on your ear and you nodded.

"Want something? Want me to get you some water?"

You shook your head.

"What about food? You hungry?"

Another head shake from you.

"Ice cream? Ramen? Candy? Movies? Me?"

You laughed when he continued to offer you so many things after that. "Satoru, I'm not paralyzed."

"I know." He grinned widely. "Just don't want you to be mad at me."

"I'm not mad at you." You sighed and he let out the biggest smile of his. It's so bright, he could compete against the sun.

He's a menace, an adorable menace of yours.

" Wait, I'll go get some ice for your knee." Shortly after, he's back with a pack of ice. You jolted slightly when the cold ice hit your skin.

"So~" he slyly crawled to you. Eyes glinting with mischief. "This means you're unable to do your work, right?"

Ah, you know where this is going.

"For the time being, yeah. But I'm sure I'll be okay after a few minutes."

"It's not good to strain yourself when you're hurt, Y/N." He nags you just the way you used to do to him. You gave him a nasty stare and it doesn't do anything since he keeps on talking. "You're the one who told me that."

"Yeah, but this is just a—"

"Nope, nope! I'm not going to let you work in this state. Rest. Now." It's amazing how he's able to mimic everything, from the way you talk and the exact words you used.

"But the deadline is tomorrow."

His gaze softened.

"I'll help you with that."

"No need!" You frantically shook your head. "You just came back from a mission, how could i—"

"I said I'll help you and that's that." He kissed your lips again lovingly. "So now it's cuddle time!" He carefully slid himself beside you. After he's sure his body doesn't hit your knee, he hugged you with his arms again.

"We've cuddled just now!" You protested.

"There's never enough cuddles, Y/N. Never."

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[skyloftian-nutcase]

Do you think you could write a snippet, for any of your fics?

Have multiple snippets! Guess which each is from!

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This felt like his past, like the painful ache of everyone he’d known before the Calamity haunting him. He didn’t know their circumstances, he didn’t know what had happened to them, he’d barely been able to start piecing it together. He’d barely even resolved to try to piece it together, stories and people from another life a century ago gnawing steadily at his sanity.

But Sky wasn’t a phantom from a past he couldn’t remember. Sky was a part of his life now, and he was terrified he’d become another lost Champion, another piece of his life that just vanished into thin air with no explanation, no closure, nothing.

Wild hugged himself a little, feeling ice cold and alone. Goddess, he hoped Sky was okay. He wanted to get up and look for him now. The sunlight was beginning to make the horizon glow, and he shot to his feet to wake the others. He doubted they’d mind the early start.

A bush rustled and snapped, and Wild grabbed his bow and arrows in a heartbeat, yelling, “Everybody up!”

Snores and yelps sounded around the camp, and a figure shot out of the bushes with its hands held high in the air, eyes wide and terrified.

“Easy!” the figure said shakily, and Wild recognized the skinny, muscular physique and voice after a few seconds of confusion. The postman took a steadying breath as Wild lowered his arrow while others scrambled for weapons and then froze in bewilderment. “I have a letter for a Mr. Rusl, I’m just passing through to get to Ordon.”

Legend dropped his sword to throw his hands in the air. “Do you ever sleep?!”

........

“Is that why you sell my stuff?”

“One does have to make a living—”

“You have a job, Ravio.”

“B-but what if it isn’t enough, you know I need comforts and the world can be so unpredictable and scary—”

Legend’s phone buzzed again. Sighing even more heavily than last time, Legend snatched the blasted object to put it on do not disturb when his eyes caught some of the words in the texts.

—help and I don’t know what—

Furrowing his brow, the travel nurse unlocked his phone to read the messages fully.

hey need a a favor wellaact ually actually maybe more of yeah I need a favor look I might be a liytle tipsyandd cant drive ok hang on swearica n type ha stnadby Ok. Typing slow. Need a drive. Ride Whatever I can’t drive myself an I need help and I don’t know what else to do Don’t want Wind to see me like this pls

Legend stared at the mess of texts. He… what? Why was Warriors drunk texting him of all people? He typed, Can’t you call Time? Or Sky?

Time would fuss Sky would worry Pls Ledge?

Legend frowned. You think I won’t fuss?

You alwayssfuss

His ire flared. I do not!!

LEDGE RIDE PLS

This night couldn’t get any worse. UGH FINE YOU MORON JUST TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE

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His mouth became a thin line. “And I… I screwed it all up. I cursed everything, everyone. I cursed them.”

“Link,” Zelda said, caught off guard. She was struggling to understand how Demise had survived as well, but she wasn’t blaming either of them for it as he seemed to be. His worries were clearly eating him alive.

“Don’t,” Link immediately hissed, growing stormy. “Don’t even try it. You did everything right, you did your part, you trusted me to finish things and I didn’t.”

“What are you talking about?” Zelda asked, putting a hand to his cheek. “Link, you defeated him. We had no way of knowing—”

“I did,” Link spat, pulling out of her reach and turning away, his hands shaking as he clenched his fists. His shoulders hunched and his entire body was so tense it was ready to snap. “He said it himself. I thought—I was such a fool, Zelda, I—I thought—he started speaking about how his hatred would follow my spirit and your bloodline, and it sounded like the dying words of a monster, I—I didn’t realize it was a curse, that he was—I didn’t—I d-didn’t—”

Link’s body stiffened even further as shuddering gasps and hiccups interrupted his words, and he bowed his head, hugging himself. Zelda immediately rushed around him to face him fully once more, dragging him into the tightest hug she could muster, willing all of her love into it.

“You had no way of knowing,” she repeated as she processed what he’d said. “And who’s to say it was a curse right in that moment? Who’s to say it wouldn’t have happened whether he spoke it or not? Who’s to say there was any stopping it? Link, I was a goddess. I was a goddess and I couldn’t stop him. You did everything you were meant to do – you solved the puzzles, you tempered the Goddess Sword and made it into the Blade of Evil’s Bane, you traveled through time, you got the Triforce and used it to kill him. You beat him. It was Ghirahim who screwed everything up.”

[twinstarlovers]

But bruh I’m starting to get better but my wisdom teeth are hurting so ima take them out when I get home. Ima die swear. I can’t wait to get back home & see midnight. I CANT WAIT TO EAT FOOD AGAIN. I can’t wait to go to Starbucks 😭. I’m in need of my grilled cheese & vanilla bean frappe. I’m in need of noodles & company. I’m in need of pizza. I’m in need of ice cream. The dairy is so natural here that I actually hate it 💀. I like the fake shit in America idc. I CANT WAITTTTTTTT. Ima get back home around 4am. Ima take a shower when I get home & then go to Starbucks around 6-7 🙏🏻. I have not been eating good… or at all here. I’ve been eating a lot of Gorecki soup 🧸🥣💕. I’ve been eating fries too. That’s pretty much it 💀 like I’ve been sleeping A LOT so I haven’t ate much cus of that too. Im the pickiest eater in the GAME. It’s actually not okay but idc.

Life would be great if I didn’t have ocd & wasn’t a germaphobe bruh. I feel like that’s what stops me from living tbh. Like going to the beach is difficult because of my ocd. My Taurus moon doesn’t help. Me being an empath makes it 1000x worse too. I literally hate me. I wish I was constantly on shrooms cus my ocd goes away. I could literally live a stress free life. I swear life without ocd seems like a dream come true. Imagine I can lay in bed w midnight & just sleep w her in peace. I love her so much & it hurts not being able to be close to her physically cus of my ocd. Imagine being able to go to the beach & not worry about the sand. I think I’d even live on the beach if I didn’t have ocd. I know my higher self loves the beach. I was on the beach today but I was just walking. Back then it was worse. I couldn’t step foot on the sand cus I would cry from frustration & being so overwhelmed w having sand everywhere. I remember we were at the beach years ago & my sis was about to faint & they put her in the car & she had sand all over her & I was worrying more about the sand in the car than her about to pass out. That’s what sucks about ocd. I care about the wrong things but I mean #trauma . That’s what happens when you have no control over your own life. I wonder how you will trigger & help me heal my ocd. My ocd seems like impossible to get over like I can’t explain how strong it is. It’s gonna be so painful when I gotta face it. I feel like you can help me tho. In a non codependent way or idk, I feel like you would get me to do things that I wouldn’t usually do like… if you wanna go to the beach, ima wanna go cus you are going & I wanna be w you like… it’s almost like you give things purpose. I mean it makes sense. I think it’s the intensity of the connection obviously. Your Aquarius rising is gonna help my cancer rising sooo much. You will be able to get me out my comfort zone or like push me to do things. Ugh I’m so happy you’re a cancer moon. The universe KNEWWWWWWWWWWWW. Taurus moon & cancer rising me hates to move I swear. These people out here be wanting to do so much shit & explore while I just wanna sit still. There’s a lot of fire that’s why lol. A vacation for me is to sit still. I hate walking. I hate exploring. I would want to but I just don’t wanna move lol. I think that’s what everyone hates about me like my family & my friends. It’s how I really never want to move. I mean old friend had an aqua moon which isn’t compatible w my Taurus moon so that makes sense but people be on my ass likeeee stfu. I wish things could just be put right in front of me instead of me moving like.. let’s say I wanna go France. I don’t wanna do the whole airport thing & pack like I just want to teleport there. I wish I could teleport everywhere. Taurus moon me is so fucking lazy swear to god 😭😭😭. We gonna have a good peaceful life together 😌. HOME BODIES. A balance ofc but…. home bodies. Our house finna be cute af. We should get a tree house fr fr. We still needa go get our baby shit tho likeee a mini kitchen, a mini store :

We gotta hide our kid stuff in a secret room 🤫🔐

Ain’t nobody gotta know we still babies ☝🏼🤐👧🏻💕👦🏻. We gotta get a lil play-pin!!! Never forgot! ☝🏼

I said a lot 🙄 okay bye 👋🏼🥹💖

[sleeplessinpnw]

Inside My Body

Being inside my body. It's probably the hardest thing in the world.

My head feels blank. When I lost all my colors in my head, it was fall of 2015 (end of year of the goat yay). At first, my head was filled with a lot of over stimulation. It was the opposite. It was like I was micro dosing everyday, was seeing everything through what felt like hyper vision and I was extremely aware that I was losing control over what was being seen inside my thoughts and my mind. For example, there would be nights on nights where I would lie in my bed and I would see like... animals running through my head but I wouldn't be able to "change my mind". Doing my homework was impossible and I pretty much had my friend help me with all of it (digital arts, a lot of drawing). I eventually moved home to Portland from where I had been living, off of UO campus. I was experiencing the same over stimulation along with "hallucinations". I was seeing parasites coming out of my body and seeing piles of them on my mattress where I would sleep. Orbs were all over my moms house, including a really bright green one that I remember seeing hiding under my bed. I was experiencing a lot of voices which always lined up perfectly with various groups of people on campus which caused a tremendous amount of anxiety and paranoia. I decided, jumping past some stuff, to be checked in at a live in mental facility. They basically treated me like a drug addict and taught me a lot about not abusing substances like marijuana. *eye roll* They put me through a CAT scan and, I kid you not, that was the last time I could see those controlled images. Everything in my head hurts all the time and feels like needles. Everything is black, but I can see like... the broadcasted thoughts underneath the darkness. So.... I know that sounds weird but it means that I can technically still feel images without seeing them.... I've never been able to explain that properly to anyone. It feels weird writing this because it has pressure... but I cant hear anyone pushing me along this time. I've been going through a lot of healing stuff.... with my invisible community that I hear.... IDK. Anyway, inside my body.

My brain is dark and in pain, the rest of my body is something else. I guess lol. When I was experiencing seeing parasites on my mattress, that was also when I lost control over my tongue. It was the werideeeesstttt feeling. But it was like.... first the thoughts, then it was like my tongue.... and my body. I can feel like.... when I'm not being interacted with, but because of how hurt my brain is, I pretty much always have a "personal guide". Lol so.... unfortunate. But I have someone with me all the time. Sometimes I can see their astral body in my peripheral vision. Or energy come through my mirrors. Or orbs fly out of my closet (been a minute). I see a lot of crazy stuff.... for someone with no colors in their head.

The invisible community I sit with is related to my dentist I vented about earlier on here. They can remote view and astral travel. My house ALWAYS has visitors. But.... these days its because the hoodoo is releasing from my home, body and family. And I want to do something about it myself, but its pretty restricting being in my body. I'm literally like.... only able to do what im allowed. So! Getting better. I'm being released. There are communities to I guess un cross today or be next to while being with my best friend Tara! Ugh...

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[worldserasingandcreatinginmymind]

Useless | Kaz Brekker x Sister!Reader

Requested by @inquistitorebony​ : “Hey could you please do a kaz x Sister reader please where she has some medical issues and is really weak and gets inured on a job with kaz and he get all protective brother mode”

Pairing: Kaz Brekker x sister!reader, Jesper x reader (platonic)

Word Count: 1297 (I havent proof read because its late and im tired so this might change tomorrow)

Warnings: angsty stuff and sibling fluff

A/N: I didn't specify what the readers condition is so you can personalise that as you want. As always, spelling and grammar are not my strongest skills so please be kind :)

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“We’re all clear on the plan?” 

The Crows nod in reply to Kaz and hurry off to prepare for the task ahead, leaving you stood alone with your brother. 

“What about me?” You ask

“What about you?” he replies as he gathers up the floor plans, blueprints and various other papers spread on the table.

“What do you want me to do?” 

“Relax. Read a book. Whatever you want to do while you’ve got this place to yourself” he walks away.

“Place to myself…” you stand up and follow him “No, Kaz, I’m coming with you!”

“Absolutely not. You're staying here and that’s an order”

“An order?” You laugh "Who do you think you are? The General?” 

He stops suddenly, turning to look at you.

“I’m serious Y/N. This job is too dangerous, especially with your condition.”

“My condition? What about you?” You gesture to his cane “If you can do it then so can I”

“You're weak”

“No weaker than you”

“Y/N!

“Kaz!”

You reach a stalemate as the two of you stare at each other, each waiting for the other to back down. He’s stubborn. But so are you. 

“I think she should come” Jesper breaks the silence.

“Stay out of this Jesper” Kaz warns, still not taking his eyes off you.

“Oh come on Kaz!” Jesper continues “You know she’s the best actor here…we could really use her help distracting the guards.”

“I could even use my condition. Guards can’t resist helping a poor sick girl. Please Kaz, let me prove I’m not useless” you flash your puppy eyes at him until eventually he lets out a sigh of defeat.

“Fine! But if your condition gets worse you head straight to the meet up point. Okay?” 

“Yes sir” you salute and he rolls his eyes before heading off to his office. You look over to Jesper, a big grin on your face as you thank him.

— — — — 

 The job had started off smooth. 

The guards completely fell for your ‘poor sick girl’ act and were fully distracted trying to help you. They didn’t notice Jesper sneak past the door or Inej scale the side of the building, effortlessly pulling herself up onto the roof. They did however notice the loud crash as something came smashing through one of the upstairs windows. The three of you jumped as you turn to see what had caused the damage.

Your heart sank as your eyes fell upon a familiar cane laying on the pavement in a pool of broken glass, blood covering the metal crows head.

“KAZ!” You yell as you make a run toward the building entrance but you're stopped by the on of the guards holding you back while the other sprints past you to investigate.

“I cant let you in there”

“Let go of me!” You fight to try and free yourself “I have to find my brother!” 

“You're brother?” The guard asks, holding you even tighter and you curse yourself as you realise what you’ve said “Was this the plan? You distract the guards while he robs the place?”

“Please let me go”

“The only place you're going is jail where you belong”

You fight again but you can feel your strength leaving you at a rapid rate. You swing your legs wildly and manage to kick the guard in just the right place. He yells and throws you down to the floor, your head hitting the pavement with a loud thud. You groan as you roll onto your back, clutching your throbbing head in your hands. Your vision is blurry but you can just about make out the guard looming toward you, gun in hand pointed at you. 

“Assaulting a guard is a crime punishable by death” 

You allow the pain to take over and let your eyes flicker shut as you wait for it all to end. 

The last thing you hear is a gunshot followed by Jesper calling your name.

— — — — 

When your eyes open again you're surprised to find yourself back home in your own bed, bright light pouring in through the window. You squint your eyes from the brightness as you look around the room and realise Jesper is asleep in the chair next to you, his head resting on the edge of your bed. You reach out and gently poke him awake. He yawns as he sits up. It takes him a moment to register that you are also awake. 

“Y/N! Are you okay? How are you feeling?” 

“Like I’ve done a full body workout. Ugh, why does everything ache?!”

“How much do you remember?” Jesper asks

“Fighting with a guard. Falling to the floor. He was going to shoot me…”

“He wasn’t quick enough” Jesper winks as he blows the tip of his gun, spins it around his finger and shoves it in his pocket. You smile at him, but then your eye is drawn to something behind him. A cane resting against the wall. Your memories come flooding back and yo sit up suddenly panicked. 

“Where Kaz?! Is he okay?!”

“Y/N, you need to calm down. You're still weak” 

“Where is he?!” 

“He’s…” Jesper starts but is cut off. 

“Here” Kaz appears at the door “I’m here” 

You jump out of bed quicker than your legs can carry you and stumble into his arms. He grabs you in his gloved hands and Jesper rushes to you, helping Kaz hold you up and lead you back to bed. Once he’s sure your safe he lets go of you, taking a small step back. Jesper sits next to you, arm around your shoulder as you cant stop the tears flooding down your face.

“I thought you were dead” you cry

“I thought YOU were dead” Kaz replies “when I saw Jesper carrying your lifeless body, it took me back to Jor…” he trails off, unable to finish. He takes a steadying breath “I’m glad you're okay” 

“Me too.” You say wiping your face “and I'm sorry. I guess you were right, I was too weak to go on that mission. I’m useless.” 

Kaz looks at you for a moment before looking to Jesper, silently asking him to leave. Jesper gives your shoulder a quick squeeze before getting up and leaving the room. Kaz fills the empty space next to you on the bed, taking a deep breath before placing his hand on yours. 

“You are not useless Y/N. You are brilliant.” He says and you look at him “I was watching you distract those guards and I was so proud. You live with your condition every single day and you never let it hold you back. On my darkest days I look at you and you inspire me to keep going, because if you can do it then so can I.” 

You give him a small, genuine smile which he returns as he squeezes your hand affectionately. 

“Now you go back to sleep, get your strength back up and I’ll check on you later” he releases your hand and moves to the door. 

“Thank you Kaz” you say as you get yourself comfy.

“Don't ever think you are useless Y/N” he says when he stops at the door and turns back to you “that’s an order”

You let out a small laugh as you salute him and he rolls his eyes. But you see the smile creep onto his face before he leaves and you drift back into a peaceful sleep. 

[nhyckdcxx]

Neighborhood

Characters: Vernon! x reader!neighbor

Genre: smut/fluff

Words: 2.008k

warning:unprotectedsex, blowjob, kitchensex, fingering,kinky,foreplay,riding,intimate

Summary: Vernon is your neighbor since you move into your new unit. You can always see him but never talked to him. An incident led you to ask for his help and casually having a thing that is not expected.

A/N: another memberxreader prompt piece I made. Inspired by the Attaca teaser photos I crazily thinksss. I cant sleep. Well, anyways hope u enjoy this one! ;))

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It was weekend. You are already finishing all of your house chores and started to prepare for your dinner.

You went to check what it was, only to find out that your heater is broken.

"Oh.shit.. why is it now??ugh!." You groaned in frustration.

You immediately called the maintenance of your building but unfortunately, there is no maintenances at the moment that could assist you.

"The hell with this. What should i do?."

You called some of your friends, some of them didn't pick up. Well, its a weekend.. maybe that's why..

You suddenly remembered your neighbor. Youve been staying in that apartment for 6mos already, and yet you didnt have a chance to talk to him or greet him.

Should you ask him for help? Nah. Youre shy..

But then, the weather is really chilly. And without the heater, you might die in coldness.

"Nah, I have my last option, my mom."

You called and unfortunately, She's not at home. She went out of town with her bingo friends. You sighed.

You only have your neighbor as your last option. You mustered all your courage to ring his doorbell. You bought your dinner hoping that he wil let you in and eat him, with him..

You ringed the bell 2 times.. bit nervous..

He opened the door. He is in his pajamas. His top was unbuttoned. (same.as.the.picture.above.i forgot.the.exactwords.)

You were speechless. He was looking at you expressionless.

"uhm.. Hi. Im from unit 201, hehe." A bit nervous.

"Hi."

"uhm.. can I uhm.. have dinner here? Uh.."

"sure. Come in.." He said without hesitations. He acts like he knows what exactly you mean..

You both went inside his unit. His unit was fucking clean. It turned you on. He smells exactly the same as his room. So manly.. you suddenly became horny.

You immediately went to his kitchen. You heard him chuckled. Fuck?

"uhm. I brought some kimchi soup. You know.. h..hehe would you like some?." You genuinely offered it.

"Yes." You talk to each other like you already know each other.

"i..im y/n.. i forgot to introduce myself." You chuckled.

"Im Vernon." He answered.

"Hi Vernon! How long are you here in this apartment?." You asked trying to make the conversation longer.

"quite some time."

"Do you have a job? I mean.. i dont usually see you. H..hehe.."

"officeworker."

"ohh I see.. h..hehe." Youre out of questions now. How can you keep the conversation going?

"i like the soup." Vernon said.

"ohh.. ahaha.. Thank you. I just made this because its really cold outside. Im so glad you liked it.." You said. You now feel that the atmosphere is a bit light.

You finished eating and you fixed the table already. You are at the kitchen sink when you felt a presence. It was Vernon.

He suddenly came to you. "Uhm... I wanted to wash the plates.. can I wash---.."

Vernon suddenly kissed you. You can feel him pressing unto you..

He started to undress your top, and his hand caressing your breast. You liked it. You only know his name, and yet here you are, kissing him. Letting him strip you and cup your breast.

"uhm.. wait-- uhh Ver..non.. ahhhhhh---" You cant think straight anymore.. Youre immersed in this feeling already. The feeling of being fucked by a handsome and mysterious neighbor.

You like a man who knows how to take charge. You also like being nude in front of a man with half of his clothes on. A good beginning is important.

He suddenly carried you in a bride style..

"I just wanna fuck you so bad.. Im sorry it got me turned on." sincerly apologizing to you. but, you dont find it wierd. You find hot. It made you more horny.

Then he got naked. His penis was huge. He didn't seem to be in any hurry. You love being french kissed in the nude. This is like one of your fantasies. Vernon decided you'd love it even more while being finger fucked.

He started to move lower unto your inbetween legs. His tongue and fingers were in perfect sync.

"aahhhh--uhhhnggg.." You kept on moaning that made him turned on more.

As you became increasingly wet, his attention shifted to your fully erect nipples. You liked the sensation of his tongue expertly probing and flicking your pleasure cherries.

You're proud of your breasts, and appreciated his serious attempt to lick and suck the pink off your nipples.

"uhhhhhhhngg.. s..shit.. how can you be this good Vernon.. uhhhh.."

He didnt answer.

He backed away and re-situated his body between your legs. His cock was standing straight up. He lifted your left foot and he placed your toes to his face. He began licking each one like a special morsel, and then repeated the procedure with your right foot. This was fun.

Vernon is such an expert. You werent expecting that a mysterious boy can be this good in fucking.

You wanted to be fucked. He spread your legs and ate you out. You always liked being licked. He tongued you like a snake, slowly edging near and around the clitoris but never quite making contact. You moaned longingly as he brought me to the brink of release with pleasure surges that kept increasing in intensity.

"ahhhhhhh..uhhhhh..nggg.." You heard him moan and it made you hornier.

You begged.

Vernon inserted his finger into your pussy and then withdrew it, wet and glistening with your physical excitement.

He anointed your clitoris and licked it that made you arched your back in pleasure..

Vernon re-inserted his finger all the way in, and slowly withdrew it. This time he drew a moist trace of pussy juice from the top of the pubis and up the abdomen.

You sat up on your elbows to watch. This was a show you didn't want to miss.

He reintroduced his finger and slowly withdrew from the nectar well. Brushing past my clitoris, he again traced a liquid glory trail further up your abdomen, and into the navel.

"ahhhh..fuck..your pussy's so wet..y/n.." Vernon said while playing your juices.

He had found your secret fetish, your only secret shame, and you were in heaven.

You watched his fingernail lewdly wiggle it's way back and forth across the belly knot, producing a gloriously painful pleasure.

You're lipbiting. You raised your tummy for more exquisite love punishment. You relished the idea of having a stranger make your navel so sweetly sore and red, and Vernon's finger didn't disappoint.

"You have such a sexy belly button.." he purred.

You blushed. You really like it when someone notices it.

"You like it when I say belly button, don't you?"

You nodded.

"Tell me how much you like my finger in your belly button." Vernon said.

"I..i like it..."

"No-- say it..."

"I like your finger...in my.. b..belly button.." You murmured.

"Say it again louder like you mean it!! Where do you like my finger?"

You hesitated before obeying his command. You managed to raise your voice, this is the first time that you heard his real deep voice. but couldn't find the wherewithal to look him in the eye.

"I..in my belly button."

"That's right!" he sneered. "In your belly button!" He said.

As his finger continued to probe, You felt yourself literally dripping on the sheet below. Of all your past partners, no man had loved your tummy quite like Vernon.

When his nail finally found the core of the birth scar, it made you cum.

"ahhhhhhhhnggg..s..shit..ahhhh.. s..shit Ver..non..im cumming.. ahhhh.."

Your body quivered all the way down to your toes. You felt like a naked little girl who had touched herself impurely for the first time, and then realized her mother was watching.

The delicious mixture of pleasure and shame overwhelmed your senses.

Before your pleasure ebbed, his mouth was back and slobbering on your breasts. He was so excited, and you are so ready.

You spread your legs wide open in anticipation of being penetrated. His penis was not only long, but had plenty of girth. You beckoned him while fingering your clitoris.

"Such a slutty angel.. i love it.." He murmured.

"Please fuck me now Vernon.. Use me any way you like.. I want it so fucking bad.. I want your dick inside me.." pleading like a slut.

Instead, he placed your hand around his shaft, guiding it slowly up and down. Without any coaxing you placed your mouth on the head of his penis and ran your tongue lovingly around the well-defined ridge. The circumference seemed to go on forever. You paid special attention to the underside where the seminal vesicle attached.

You licked the penis slit, and tasted a tiny dew drop of his excitement. You licked it again, and waited. Another clear droplet of lubricant emerged which you smeared all over the head with your finger. It felt so slippery, sensuous and sexy.

"ahhhhhhh..shit..aaaaaahhnggg.." Vernon moaned.

You spread your legs. He carefully inserted the head of his penis into your pussy, which caused you to spread even wider. That amazing ridge and penis head worked it's way back and forth in an agonizingly slow tease.

"ahhhhhhh..uhhhhngggg..ahhhshit.."

Your fully stretched crack barely swallowed the tip of his amazing cock which he tantalizingly popped in and out of your vulva repeatedly. If you had not been so lubricated, it might have split you in two.

With slow measured thrusts he achieved full penetration. He was as hard as a rock, and stayed hard as a rock for what seemed an eternity. If you both had stood up, he could have anchored you onto that sweet appendage without your feet ever touching the ground. Oh your going to be so sore for the next week, and it was going to be so worth it.

Without missing a beat you both rolled over which left you on top to ride him rodeo-style. Vernon remained still while you did all the work. He placed his hands at your sides.

"ahhhh..ahhhhh..shit..ahhhhh.auhhhh.." You both moaned in pleasure.

"That's right.." He purred sweetly.

"Give me a show while I fuck you. Keep me nice and hard like a good belly dancer." He said.

He placed his thumbs on your nipples. "Your titties are so big, so pink, and so hard. A naughty little girl like you loves a good fucking, don't you? You're as randy as a dirty little whore. You want every bit of pleasure you can grab. You want to be fucked like a dirty, filthy little whore, don't you?"

That sounded sexy to you. Its true you wanted to fucked like a slutty whore.

"Yes...oh God..uhhhhh..yes!"

You worked your vagina up and down every inch of his amazing human club. Your insides were turning to jelly. You never had felt so possessed in your life. A lightning bolt of pleasure surged through you, and repeated four or five times in rapid succession. You began to shake. Each surge brought on a new level of rapture. You could hardly catch your breath as he thoroughly stoked the needs of your sexual furnace. You fell back in surrender as he finished me off.

Both satisfied.

He slowly pulled out, still hard, and christened your belly button with his remaining seed. The sight re-ignited your arousal.

He slowly daubed his middle finger in the ejaculate pool, and coated your nipples with semen. He then lapped up semen with his index finger, and without warning, stuck it in your rectum.

Before you could fully react, the tip of his tongue lapped the tip of your clitoris like a parched dog. Your entire body clenched as you cried out in blissful agony,

"Oh.. ahhh..shit..that is so fucking nasty!"

You squirted in his face; once.. twice... three times.

He closed his eyes, and didn't move a muscle.

"I wish, you wouldnt hate me for this.." Vernon said.. You shushed him. You cant blame him thou.. You liked it too. Its just that the Vernon that you are expecting is a shy and nerdy one. It turns out, its the different one.

[planetdream]

Hi Dreamy! Ugh I started my period today and I’m in PAIN. I just wanna cuddle with like everyone hahah always thinking about cuddling with Hyunjin but also with Changbin because I want his big arms around me 🥺🥺🥺 and Felix would be SOO cuddly too omggg, I could go on forever lmfao -💘

aaaa bestie im gonna go dizzy... so let me talk about cuddling with the three of them :)

— changbin always refuses to let you go when it's time to cuddle—tell him you want his arms around you and your wish is his command. make sure you've used the bathroom and everything before he wraps his arms around you because he will not let you up. the type to follow you into the bathroom or elsewhere so you're not apart from each other.

mostly lays on you; whether it be your thighs, tummy, or chest—just rlly wants to feel you. probably would never admit it but likes to hear your heartbeat, it helps him sleep :( also likes snuggling into you and giving you soft neck kisses :(( also likes when you rest against his chest and he can supply booty rubs (yes it's true—he told me himself)

— hyunjin gives little spoon vibes sometimes — literally just wants to be held. will tangle his entire body into yours. occasionally moves away from you because he "needs his space" but is back on you in a matter of minutes (whining about how you just let him move away and didn't cuddle into him).

literally cant help but play with your fingers or stare at you (when you catch him staring he looks away and acts like he didn't do anything). likes to watch you drift off to sleep too :( but if you need to stay awake he's gonna tease you with kisses :((((

— my lixie :( gonna cry cause i just know he likes cuddling and whispering in your ear, talking with you about anything under the sun. gives soft kisses to your cheeks or your neck just because you're right next to him and he can !!! is a mischievous lil baby sometimes—likes to tickle you or, rlly do anything to make you laugh.

constantly moving around though; he'll be calm one moment, just rubbing up against your side, and the next moment he's vibrating and laughing and biting at your ear or something. still, probably somehow the best out of the three to comfort you when you're on your period :))

[everythingsinred]

pls just understand this: type one and type two diabetes are two entirely different illnesses (they are both called diabetes bc the disease was named before scientists fully understood the causes and illnesses properly). first, lumping them together under “diabetes” (as in the joke and also treating them like the same disease) can be very harmful! the confusion can result in misunderstandings at best (like my sister not being allowed to eat cookies at parties even tho. yes she can eat cookies.) and misdiagnoses at worst.

type 2 diabetes happens gradually and usually later in life, bc the insulin is overloaded into the bloodstream over time and the cells stop responding as much to it, which means the diabetic isnt getting energy despite eating it. it can be potentially reversible with great effort but it can still be dangerous. changing your diet and exercising more helps a lot but it can still be harmful especially early on before diagnosis. 

VS type 1 diabetes is an auto-immune disease, usually diagnosed in childhood (hence why its sometimes referred to as “juvenile diabetes,” but bc it doesnt GO AWAY once ur an adult, that name is misleading), and it makes sufferers more susceptible to other illnesses. usually undiagnosed type 1 diabetics are severely underweight. basically your body is KILLING itself trying to destroy the insulin-producing beta cells bc it has been confused into considering them as enemies. 

so associating sugar overload with diabetes is stupid bc 1. type 2 diabetes happens over a long period of time, not from one sundae or whatever! and can be actually a backhanded comment tbh and is used to shame ppl for eating sugary foods. and 2. u begin to have dangerous misconceptions about the diseases, particularly about type 1. 

even doctors dont always understand the difference! my younger sister (dearest zoe), displayed all the obvious symptoms of type 1 and was severely underweight. my parents took her to the hospital and her pediatrician told my mom to try and fatten her up! my grandpa (a retired doctor from serbia) suspected that she could be diabetic and told my mom to get her tested and her pediatrician said theyd run the tests but that she probably wasnt diabetic (bc he was thinking of type TWO!!! TYPE TWO!!! shes so skinny how could she be diabetic??). my mom was literally making batches of fudge (!!!!!) to feed six-year old skinny zoe when she received the call that zoe probably had type 1 diabetes, with her pediatrician apologizing profusely.

we were lucky that our grandpa knew what type 1 was. other kids might not get a proper diagnosis bc for some reason not even doctors know all the info about these illnesses. (even tho theyre pretty common. ugh) zoe has had many issues with knowing more abt her illness than the doctors who are supposed to be treating her.

and in the us so many ppl die from diabetes (especially type 1) bc they RELY ON INSULIN TO LIVE (non-negotiable especially with type 1, even if you go on a “diet” so shut up about that) and when they run out because they cant afford it (even tho it is very cheap to produce and the inventor of synthetic insulin wanted it to be available to everyone) they fucking DIE, in their sleep or from ketoacidosis which is an incredibly painful condition. 

so before you make a stupid fucking “DIABETES” joke try to consider all the people suffering from it and how often children are misdiagnosed. think about how my sister has literally every rando idiot telling HER how to manage HER disease when they dont know SHIT who make the same dumbass jokes you do. shut up with the diabetes jokes im gonna skin u

[galaticrow546]

Breaking news: local artist finally finishes another fic he started and actually tried his best ( also breaking news: i actually write fics, i just dont finish many of them :') )

Anyways here is a little thing i wrote ( quite badly but i tried ) about the Idea of "Dream is small but he still get to keep his memories"

Its so hard to edit the story on Tumblr mobile what ;-;-

Btw i forgot mostly of what happened in OSD so It might be a little strange sorry-

Anyways, OSD belongs to @calcium-cat

Pain, thats all Dream felt for a moment, he twisted and shifted, trying to make the pain go away, even If It was for a while, It was also really dark too, he has no Idea what Night made him drink, but he doesnt feel good.

He felt panic as he noticed his conscience slipping away, as he panicked around, he felt a huge pain going through his entire body as he fainted.

…

After moments, he woke up again, as he slowly got up, he kept hissing at the pain that still jolted through his entire body:

-"Ugh, this sucks" thought the little guardian, "I wonder what Night gave me", as he thought, he opened his eyes slowly and blinked a few times before brushing his hands on his face to try and stir himself more awake, but he swears his hands felt...different.

As he opened his eyes, he took a glimpse at his hands, his tiny gloved hands looked smaller than usual, he turned around slowly to find his oversized clothes laying around him, and the clothes he was wearing weirdly looked like the clothes he wore when he was younger, as the realization crept in, Dream slowly realized what just happened, as panic began to grow inside him, he nervously touched his own hand and face while searching for a mirror.

It didnt take long before he found a small, partially broken mirror laying around the room he was in:

-"...It's becoming increasily obvious...I can deny It no longer…"

And, with a tired and defeated breath, Dream spurted out:

-"I am small"

Dream sat back while crossing his arms, how on earth would he even survive here with this size? he needed to come up with a solution fast, before anyone dangerous come-

*click*

Dream's eyes widen at the sound of the door being opened, as he panicked inside, he quickly jumped somewhere to hide, and for now, he needed to be careful to not be spotted.

-"Ugh, now to see how Dream is-"

Night paused, looking at the clothes laying around, It was silent, too silent, he walked over and grabbed a fistfull of Dream's present cape as he began searching for any trace of Dream, but his expression slowly began changing from a calm and neutral face to a worried and panicked one, he moved on from the clothes and began to search around the room, Dream cant be dead right? It was only a magic repressor he gave him after all.

Dream quietly watched from afar, and with a determined face, began to crept closer to Nightmare, ready to jump out and hopefully succeed to escape, a moment passed before Night got a surprise attack from a screaming skeleton toddler, he climbed Night in a rush while he was trying to get Dream out with force, and eventually, the guardian was caught by one of Nightmare's tentacles, as the cyan eye began analizing him, Dream tried to angrily break out of the tentacle's grasp, constantly trying to bite and punch It, It was quickly getting tiring.

Night watched the toddler scream and struggle silently, his face with an serious expression, Dream quickly looked at him angrily and tiredly as he spoke out:

-"Night...I will..ugh...I will break free, let...let me go"

Night listened silently and looked to the side like he was thinking, and with a wide grin, Night answered Dream's request:

-"...no"

Dream gave a tired sigh at the response as the silence between them remained, well, until a particular oreo came in the room in a rush:

-"Night are you ok? I heard screaming-"

Cross paused and stared at the scene, Night holding a toddler that looked like Dream on his tentacles and the toddler looking defeated and tired, It also looked so dirty too, Cross looked at Night silently and confused, Night sighed as he started:

-"Cross, believe It or not, this is Dream...yeah, i know its confusing, and i dont exactly know what happened to him, but trust me, its him"

The toddler tiredly looked up at the ex-royal guard, and shot him a tired but "ready-to-attack" glare, he knew he couldnt actually do much, but he could at least try.

Cross quickly spoke up:

-"...ok? Soooo you have no Idea what happened to him and he is just a toddler now", Night nodded calmly as the toddler looked seriously to the side, at this point, Dream just wanted to sleep, or at least take a nap, and the tentacle had a really tight grip so struggling was quite Impossible.

Night glared at Dream and gently approached him with a wide grin on his face, as Dream looked at him motherfuckerly:

-"awwww, the little kid right here wants to take a nap?" Said Night mockingly.

"No, i dont, let me go Night" spat Dream rudely.

"Not happening little pal, you're staying here until i decide what to do with you" grinned Night maliciously

Dream stayed silent at Night's response, but still kept glaring angrily at Night.

-"anyways, perhaps we should introduce our new pal here to the rest of the team since It might take a while for us to decide what to do, shall we?"

-"yeah, sure"

As Night walked towards the door, Dream looked at Cross with such a serious look that surprised Cross a little, he didnt expect the toddler to suddenly look at him while he follows Night, Cross glared at Dream back, but this only seemed to make Dream look offended, they both kept "fighting" with shooting each other daring and sometimes offensive looks.

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-"stop hitting me!"

Cross was having a hard time with bathing Dream, it seems that the little guy wouldnt give up so soon, It would be a miracle If he even behaved a little, but everytime Cross tried, Dream kept hitting him as hard as he can, and he also seemed very panicked whenever Cross succesfully held him, and then resorted to squirming and throwing water at him, honestly, Cross just wishes this would end soon.

-"I will not stop fighting!, leave me alone at once foul wench!"

Cross looked at him silently as Dream looked back with equal seriousness, they both stayed in silence until Cross handed him the soap and the sponge, as Cross tiredly got up to leave, Dream whispered at him silently:

-"......thank you"

Cross looked back at him with a questioning look, as Dream seemed to ignore the glare, he silently looked away as he left the bathroom, but not before whispering back:

-"......yeah...no problem"

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Cross was eating his dinner happily, well, until Night requested him to call Dream for dinner, since he didnt come down from his room for a while, Cross lazily walked towards the room Dream was given, and then knocked on the door a few times:

-"Dream? You there buddy? Come eat dinner, hope you like soup"

The bedroom stayed silent, Cross knocked a few more times:

-"ok buddy listen, im not joking, Night is telling me to come and get you to get down for dinner"

A faint shuffling was heard from inside the bedroom, Cross waited a while before deciding to turn around the doorknob and opening the door.

All he saw was a little toddler cuddling to the blanket It was given, It looked rather happy and comfy there, but It quickly opened his eyes to stare at Cross, and in turn, shift to sit on the comfy bed he was on:

-"ah, you have returned, welcome back" greeted Dream tiredly.

Cross stared at him confused, why would he even greet him after all of the chaos that happened today, perhaps he was so tired that he gave up on the thought of attacking him? Well, If thats the case, then at least he wont have to deal with a angry Dream.

Cross approached Dream slowly and quite cautiously, as Dream looked at him boredly, the blanket he was holding was quite fluffy though.

-"um, ok so, Night told me to get you to come down for dinner, now answer me, do you like soup?"

-"...hmmmm yeah sure, soup is nice"

-"uh right"

The silence was quite awkward, Dream seemed like he calmed down, but there was still a bit of cautiousness in him, seems like they werent getting his trust so soon.

-"...so, will you come down?"

Dream looks down, thinking carefully and silently before a grumbling sound coming from his stomach (???) broke the silence, Dream got spooked by the sudden sound and made a scared squeak because of It.

As Dream took some time to calm down from the sudden spook, he slowly stared at Cross:

-"...fine, I'll come down"

-"good, follow me, or dont, its your choice"

As Cross made his way to the door, Dream quickly got down from the bed and let go of the blanket he was holding at the entire conversation, following after Cross silently.

[hwangsies]

[7:58 am] 

bang chan x reader (smut)

warnings: oral (m), fingering, chan is whipped

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Chan awakens in excruciating pain because of his morning wood pressed against your ass.

His eyes spring open when he realised what he’d done in his sleep, as quiet and lightweight as possible, he shifts away from you and lays on his back; closing his eyes and praying that you didn’t notice.

The bed shifts and he looks at you, you had turned over on your back, eyes still closed and soundly asleep.

He mentally thanks all the boner gods but soon gets hit by reality again, when he spots your nipples slighty peeking through the thin fabric of your black spaghetti top.

Your chest is heaving with each breath and his eyes get stuck at the delicate skin above your breast.

Dude, snap out of it, thats your best friend right there, yea you might be in love with her but she doesn’t need know that.

He unintentionally groans when he looks at his phone, seeing that it was barely 8 am, his bedroom only half lit.

“you okay?” he almost jumps at your quiet voice, he turns around and sees you looking up at him with those beautiful eyes of yours.

“ugh, yea, you can go back to sleep”he says when you rub your eyes.

“you sound like you’re in pain chris-oh” you observe tiredly when your gaze falls onto the big bulge, covered by his thin blanket.

Your best friends eyes widen when he realizes that you saw it; burying his face in his hands out of embarrassment .

“god, I’m so sorry y/n shit” he mumbles.

“i-its okay…was it because of me?” you ask, he opens his eyes and peeks at you; shrugging his shoulders.

Fuck, he should just stop being a fucking pussy and tell you how he feels about you.

“you know I could help you with that” it suddenly sounds out of your mouth, he shoots up and looks at you.

“please don’t make fun of me right now” he pleads, you sit up as well.

“I’m not” you say softly and scooch closer to him, he holds his breath as your hand wanders from his soulder and over his pecs to his abs.

You push him back down gently and straddle his waist, what has gotten into you?

“you’re really hot channie, you know that?” you ask quietly, loving how his gaze is fixed on you and how you can practically hear his heartbeat.

“um uh no-i..., you-“ you cut him off.

“can I touch you?” you ask, locking eyes with him.

“c-can I touch you too?” he asks back after a few seconds, you feel yourself get hot at his words, continuing to trace your finger over his hard abs.

“i-if you want to” you stutter a little, he nods, almost instantly.

“I’d love to- I mean- yea …yea” he stutters as well.

You palm his cheeks and slowly lean down, his eyes flickering from your lips to your eyes.

He meets you halfway by leaning up, his lips pressed firmly to yours as he finally moves his hands from his sides and places them on your jaw.

Chan decides to take control and slips his tongue into your mouth, a moan escaping your lips.

He feels like he’s flying, his hands burning with every touch on your skin.

You break the kiss and move downwards, kissing his collarbone and abs before sliding down his sweatpants.

Looking up while grabbing his shaft and running your thumb over his dark pink tip to spread the already leaking pre cum.

“shit” he hisses when you take his tip into your mouth, tongue swirling over it before taking him deeper.

“fuck y/n” you feel his hand in your hair as you swallow around him.

You moan around him when you lock eyes and chan swears he could’ve shot his load right there.

Grabbing the part of his shaft that you can’t reach with your mouth, you bop your head faster.

“y/n I’m gonna- fuck” he warns you, and you understand.

A few more hard sucks later and you are swallowing every drop he gives you.

You look up at him and see his head rolled back as his adams apple bops up and down.

Chuckling to yourself, you wipe the corners of your mouth before he lays his eyes on you again.

“fuck I cant believe this is happening right now” he groans and pulls on top of him again.

“why?” you ask and he blinks at you.

Why? He’s hopelessly in love with you, not to mention just gave him the best suck of his life; and you’re asking why?

“fuck because I’m so into you y/n, for over a year now, shit” he says while squeezing at your hips and thighs.

“really?” you ask back softly, locking eyes with him.

He nods hastily.

“can I see you too?” he looks into your eyes while fiddling with the hem of your top and you’re stunned at the confidence that suddenly lingers in his voice.

You nod silently as you bite your lip. He pulls up your top and throws it somewhere.

Chan groans when he cups your breasts softly and lightly pinches your nipples,

“you’re so beautiful y/n, fuck even better than I imagined” he whispers the last words.

“you imagined this?” you moan.

“fuck so many times y/n, you drive me crazy” he whisperes back.

Pulling you closer to him, he attaches his lips to your neck, making you moan instantly.

“please touch me chris” you whimper and he’s loving it, every a moan or whimper that falls from your lips.

And when he hears his name, sounding like its dripping with honey when it comes from your lips; it’s like he won the lottery.

He moves one hand from your hips, down and into your loose shorts.

One finger ghosts over your clit while he’s kissing you, you moan into his mouth shamelessly.

He smiles after he breaks the kiss.

“try to be quiet babygirl” the new pet name making you blush.

You nod, your face twisting in pleasure when he dips his finger lower into your folds.

“does that feel good?” he asks.

“yes- channie, please I need more” you cling to his shoulders, he kisses you before sliding two fingers slowly into you.

Your head rolls back and he studies your face, your body, your reactions.

“yes fuck that’s it” you moan when he’s sliding his fingers in knuckles deep, so that his palm hits your clit with ever thrust.

“fuck” your mouth gapes open as his lips find the sensitive skin on the base of your throat and start suckling at it.

You feel the knot inside your stomach snap and your orgasm wash over you in electric waves.

Chan was convinced that that was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, and he sure as hell didn’t wanna miss out on it anymore.

After regaining control over your body, you lock eyes with him again, embarrassment washing over you when you realize that your best friends eyes were still fixed on you.

“you’re so perfect y/n” he notices your change in demeanour, leaning in to kiss at your jaw, making your eyes shut again.

“best friends don’t normally do this, right?” you question quietly.

He pulls back “yea…but what if we wanted to be more than that?” he pauses.

“I mean I would, you know that now…um” he blushes “I- yea I like you a lot”

You chew on the inside of your cheek “would you like…take me on dates?” you ask playfully.

A grin etching across chans face before flipping the both of you over abruptly, which tears a squeal from your throat.

He hovers above you before kissing your lips followed by your cheeks and your forehead.

“on all the dates you can think of”

[slashingdisneypasta]

Human!Freddy Krueger x Fem!Reader || Oneshot

Title: What The Fuck Now, Freddy!?

Notes:

This is not inherently romantic, at all. Or sexual. Just... Freddy being a bastard, and you are caught in the crosshairs- and are forever linked with him because of it.

I've been listening to Lizzie, a lot lately- and this is inspired by 'What The Fuck Now, Lizzie!?'

Also- I'm thinking this will have a part 2. Due to the ending not being quite enough. Maybe a part for the court proceedings!

Plot: Many will know the story of that terrible day Krueger essentially snapped- killing his wife, Loretta Krueger. She saw the basement, they say, and he didn't like that. Their daughter saw the whole thing and suffered a traumatic response to seeing the sight of her mother, strangled to death, by her father- and forgot the whole thing.

But if she were to remember something, one day.

She may remember something no one knows about that day, aside from Freddy himself.

She may remember, that someone else was there.

She may remember you.

//

Alternatively- you're being blackmailed by Freddy who found out you, another supposedly Plain Jane in Loretta's 'mothers club', is cheating on your husband and calls you up to help deal with the mess he made. Because who else did he have?

Warnings: Okay lemme see, its basically a potluck of triggers. Hm. Murder, swearing, cheating (You, on your husband. Not with Freddy), getting rid of a body, a child gets traumatised (Obviously, Kathy/Maggie), Freddy himself, mention of the basement and all that entails, reader with a very questionable moral compass. Look, I think if you can watch Freddy's Dead, you're good here.

I'm just heading out the door, to go grocery shopping - or, at least, that's the story I tell my husband. When really I don't do the grocery shop until the day after tomorrow. He never notices... - when the phone rings. By very nearly tripping over my feet in my endeavour to catch it before the ringing stops, I manage pick up the phone with very little injury besides an achy, slightly twisted ankle. "Hi! Hi, sorry, I'm here. Hello?"

Pouting, I sit down at the kitchen table; Rubbing my poor ankle to sooth the pain, which would soon diminish anyway. Still- I'm sorry, ankle. I'll try to chill.

When the voice on the other end reveals who it is who's called the house, I lose all need to be pleasant. Damn. I really need to memorise this goddamn number... so I can not answer it. "Whatcha wearin'?"

"Thank god Harrison didn't answer this, you fuck." I deeply roll my eyes. Thank god Har's out. No, this is not my mister, not the man I was going to meet just now- but its bad, enough. In an entirely different way. Its stupid, blackmailing, son of a... hundred maniacs. "What do you want?"

"What a way to answer the phone, Y/N. Gee, seems like every time I we talk, I'm learning how you really aren't in the right place, are you? Cheating on your poor husband, swearing... These aren't really signs of the perfect suburban house wife, is it?" Gritting my teeth, I keep from lashing out. I've learned, if you stay real quiet, Freddy wont have anything to pull from and will get bored quick. "Why so silent, hm?"

"... " Oh, fuck me. I cant help it. "Wondering where you get off judging me on being 'suburban', actually."

"Anywhere I like, thanks."

Oh... oh. Gross?

He doesn't see the disgust tearing my face into two perfect halves right now, but my silence must be enough as he laughs. The sound is directly into the phone, and harsh on my poor eardrums. Ugh... "Oh for gods sake... What are we? Fourteen years old?? Come on- why'd you call?"

"Uhhhh... " Quickly, midway through that drawn out 'um' sound, Freddy's voice transitions, and gets a whole lot darker. Something deep in his chest dislodging, to make it so. Perhaps, his heart. "Well... you might wanna come and see for yourself."

"Uh, I don't think so. I have somewhere to be right now- "

"Oh well you don't, anymore." And its clear what he isn't saying- or else I'll tell Harrison about Carter and set your life on fire. "Tell your boy toy you're takin' a reign check for the day. I think you'll last. In fact... after you come over here, you might be out of the game for a couple a hours at least- maybe days."

Hold on, hold on Freddy what the fuck- "What!?"

"... Believe it or not, I didn't actually mean for that one."

Moron.

~

Nevertheless, no matter how just... off setting, Freddy is, I had to when he asked. I had to jump when he said so.

Because if not, then he would tear my life apart.

So here I am, about to knock on that big red door he lives behind, wondering what I'm walking into. Where's Loretta? Where's Kathy? How long will the visit be? I told Carter I'd be an hour or two late- any longer and I wont see him at all today. Which would absolutely suck.

Just after my knuckles come down on the wood the first time, a hand comes down on my shoulder and I immediately jump out of my skin... then slowly look around.

There's Freddy, a cheeky grin on his face. It does nothing to set my nerves at ease. "Ugh... Why are you out here?"

"We're going to the backyard. Lets go." Taking me by the shoulders, he marches me around the side of the house, instead of through it for some reason, and into the familiar backyard. I've been here numerous times, as Loretta likes to hold our club meetings here - Barbecue's, tea's... that sort of thing. Just to let the kids play together and so the adults can enjoy some adult conversation. Its a nice yard... but depending on what her horrid husband is about to show me, it may not be considered as such anymore... - , but I'm now starting to develop a sick feeling in my stomach.

Honestly- I don't know much about Freddy at all. Yes, I went to school with him, but that doesn't mean much when he was a freaky loner kid the whole time. I remember he killed the class hamster once- that's about the only splash he ever made in the news pool; But it definitely stuck.

Yes, Loretta cleaned up his image a fair bit since getting married, but now he's blackmailing me, and as far as I know I'm now alone with him.

Suspicious of him suddenly, I slip out of his grip with a dirty look flashed his way. Don't touch me.

He just rolls his eyes, leading me around some hedges.

And then everything stops.

Him, me, the air; The air around me, the breeze, the breath in my throat.

There lays Loretta, on the ground. If I was really really naïve, I could imagine she were sleeping... or passed out, at least, due to the way she's sprawled out. No one would lay down like that willingly.

But... her eyes are open.

For a moment I'm tempted to kneel down; Take a closer look. Find out how, myself. Is she bleeding anywhere that I cant see now? Are her lips turning blue? If I moved some short red hair out of the way- would their be marks on her neck yet?

But then I come to my senses...

And freak. The fuck. O u t.

"What, the fuck, did you do!?" I whip around, looking at Freddy now which entirely new eyes. I mean, before I sure wasn't fond- but now I'm filled with something new, looking at him. Something a lot worse, something that makes me want to run. Run, and hide, and stay there.

And all these, even though he hasn't really changed. He still wears a mischievous smirk, stony blue eyes eating up my reactions... like always. But this time its just so so much worse. "Made some dead weight- now you're gonna help me get rid of it. So!" Finally, though its been only a matter of seconds, he turns his gaze off of me and I'm glad. That gaze is far too heavy. "Ideas?"

Only for a moment am I lost for words, struggling to push anything out. "I... I'm sorry??"

His gaze returns to mine, but this time my eyes are hard as his are dark. "Help. Me. Get rid of her. Fucking. Body. Or do you want your dirty laundry aired for the whole community to hear?"

Before I can help myself, I let out a sharp laugh, only succeeding in making Freddy's scowl deeper. "Freddy- this secret's a lot bigger, then mine. Sure, I might get divorced- but you're going to prison!" Does he get that? He's g o i n g to j a i l. Crossing my arms, I try to avoid looking at my ex-friend's body. I cant. "I'm sure as hell not gonna be in there with you, for being an accomplice."

I really cant look at her... I can only focus on Freddy. And that takes a lot of energy- its taking everything in me, in fact. Everything I have. But I have to. If its him or her, there's no choice.

But... then a creepy smile spreads across his face- a vast polarity to the frustrated glower of before. It makes my blood run cold.

"Ohhhh..." He looks almost ferocious, even in his composed state. Like a monster. Like any moment a fanged, inhuman creature is going to burst out of him and I'm going to wake up, and this will have been a nightmare. A horrible nightmare. The kind where that creature haunts me for a long time, after its over. After this over.

He's going to haunt me.

"You must think this is my first time... " My heart turns to ice, mouth hanging a little open... what the fuck have I found myself a part of!? Suddenly all the children's disappearances on the news lately come to the forefront of my brain... "Sweetheart, give a man his dues. I'm a hard working kinda guy... " I watch his gaze flicker to a door - the back door? No... The basement door, - and when a filthy smirk pulls at his mouth, my heart flies up into my throat. God, it makes me feel sick. I want to be violently ill. "My first was my adoptive Dad... pretty sick, huh?"

The fact that he didn't say anything about the basement, makes my imagination go wild. I swallow it down, though.

I just need to get out of here, and never think about this again.

And to do that I need to help Freddy get rid of this goddamn body- and... probably... testify at court... As the panic starts to finally rise up in my, right up to fill my throat, I immediately take in a deep breath and slowly let it out. "Okay... " No time to freak out. Now's the time for action.

Gaze flickering to Loretta again, I try to acclimatise to the sight. I think its a lost cause, though. "How did you get rid of him? Your Dad?"

"No, that's not gonna work. He was a drunk dead beat, and I just had to tell the police some guy's he owed money to came over to the house." Freddy grins happily at the memory, but then just as quickly, scowls at his poor deceased wife's body- that certainly cant fight back. I just tack this onto the long list of reasons I hate him. "Lore's such a goddamn goody goody- we cant do the same thing. You don't think I woulda thought of that??"

"Hey." I snap, hands braced on my hips as I flash a glare his way. "This is not the time to get defensive!"

"Whatever... "

Then- suddenly, something occurs to me. Confused, I look around; A deeply horrified feeling disturbing my stomach. "Hold on... Where's your daughter?" Seeing no sign of her anywhere, I definitely start to panic again- especially when I look to Freddy and just see a pert look in his eyes as he looks back at me, a smile that strikes something horrid inside me. My eyes narrow. "You sick fuck- where the fuck is she!??"

"Under the bed."

"What the fuck does that mean!?" I exclaim, frustrated and freaking out. He did not- he did not! Killing your spouse is one thing, but the kid?? Your own kid??

I don't wait around for him to be cryptic some more, and rush right into the house to look for her. Under the bed, under the bed, under the fucking bed...? Which fucking bed!? Forcing ferocity out of my voice, I carefully call out to Kathy. Hoping to god she answers. I try to sound normal. Maybe a little bit cheerful; Excited.

But my voice wobbles.

"Kathy?? Sweetheart, its Y/N! Are you hiding? I have something for you... " ?? You have something for her, Y/N?? God... now you have to figure out some kind of treat.

You know what? Whatever. We'll figure that out later.

Lets just hope we aren't searching for a corpse. I'd definitely be sick, seeing a child... the way Loretta is...

Shaking my head and clenching my fists, I try to focus on Kathy.

I check under the bed in the guest room because it comes into view first and she isn't there, then her bedroom and she isn't there either... and get a sick feeling as soon as I enter the last bedroom. Freddy's and Loretta's.

God, I've never been in here before but its like a museum peace now. A horrible one. Like if you would walk into the Titanic... or the Borden house.

"Kathy? You in here?" Flicking on the light I kneel down on the ground, and check under the bed.

And something immediately crashes over me, as the sight of her covering her eyes down there. It isn't exactly relief, because this whole situation is still phenomenally fucked up for her, but I am selfishly glad to not have to see her body... crumpled, just like her mother.

"Hey sweetheart," My voice quivers slightly now, but I quickly swallow. No. No. Now, you must be strong Y/N. "Its just me. Your Daddy was looking for you, and couldn't find you! It got him worried!"

"I... I don't wanna see Daddy. He hurt Mommy." Kathy doesn't remove her hands from her face, and stays firmly by the wall- too far away for anyone to grab. My heart sinks.

Slowly straightening up again, I try to take that piece of information in. Turning to the doorway, I see Freddy there. he must have followed me. I didn't even notice. Slowly, and quietly ferociously, I say; "She saw?!"

He has the good sense to look embarrassed, even if it is just to make fun of me. "It was spur of the moment... " He shrugs. "I didn't have time to get a babysitter!"

What a fucking excuse. For gods sake.

I'm definitely dealing with a psycho- if that was even a question before now.

Swiftly, I look down under the bed again, because I'm afraid that if I continue to engage with him- I'll scream, and I'll lose my breath, and I'll scare Kathy even more. She's at the forefront of my mind; That's all I can think about.

But what to do with her after I get her out from under this bed, I don't know. I cant give her back to her father... but I cant hand her over to the police either because that would involve telling them about Loretta, and... Freddy will definitely kill me, for that.

This is a nightmare of a situation.

I'm just opening my mouth to say something - what, I don't know yet, - when she speaks, instead. "Is he there?"

"... Yes." I wont lie to her; That would be treating her with not nearly as much respect as she deserves.

When she takes a deep breath and rubs her eyes, as if just trying to keep herself together, my heart clenches. God... and to think I might not have picks up Freddy's call today. I would have been leaving her with this. For the first time today, I'm morbidly glad I came.

She speaks in that loud, hissy way that kids think is a whisper. "Can he... can you please make him go away?"

Immediately I straighten back up and look to Freddy again, my eyebrows raised halfway up my forehead. Like well? "Get out."

"I don't think you're in a position to make demands here, bi- "

"Do you want Kathy to live down there now!??" I snap, trying not to be scared. Not really feeling scared, actually. Just happy to have a reason to tell him to get the hell away from me.

A deep frown creases his mouth, deeply unhappy about the situation, but steps back. I only hear him step out of the way of the door, but its good enough. Quickly, I get up and close the door - fighting with myself not to slam it, - and lock it.

Then I return to the floor, and see this time Kathy has uncovered her eyes. She looks so small, smaller then she actually is, and she looks like she's shaking. Little red bows and piggy tails in her hair are messy from crawling under the bed. "He's gone, sweetheart. And I locked the door."

She just nods, so I take the silence as a chance to offer my hand to her. "Take my hand, sweetie? Come on out from under the bed. Its cold down there, and no one wants you getting sick." I need to upkeep the family friend bit, I need to sound caring and collected. I need her to trust me.

Her big eyes, not Loretta's colour or Freddy's, look nervous as hell. And she shakes her head.

Taking a deep breath, and I conjure all the sincerity as I can. And mean it. My eyes soften and I try really hard, to resent myself as someone trustworthy- which is hard, seeing as I've never really been that. I mean, I'm cheating on my husband. I told Carter today the same lie I told Harrison when i knew I was going to be late. The only person I think who knows the truth behind all my lies is Freddy. That says something about a person, that the only person who knows them is a psychopath.

But I want to, I need to, be good for this little girl. And there's no time for me turn my life around so it has to start with this. How fucked is that?

"... I promise, I'll take care of you. He wont hurt you."

After a few whole minutes, in which I stay silent because yes she's a child, but she's still thinking, she crawls over and takes my hand, letting me lead her out. Crawling into my lap as I cross my legs under her, she buries her face in my shirt- hiding. "You promise?"

Taking a deep breath, because I've really done it now, I offer my pinky for her to see if she turned her head. I know Freddy's listening to all of this through the wall, but I try not to freak out. "Pinky swear?"

"Pinky swear." She peaks out from my shirt, and curls her little finger around mine. Okay... "Y/N... I'm scared."

"Yeah... Me too, sweetie."

What am I going to do?