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cannellee · 6 months

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I really love your Tokyo Revengers a/b/o-verse very much and there’s smth about it that’s satisfying.

If possible would it be ok for you to write head canons of Draken being the alpha is in a relationship with two sweet omega’s who’s Emma and Reader. I thought that this would be very interesting to look at!

Here’s some ideas…

- An A/O/O relationship in which one Omega (Emma Sano) is very anxious and gets depressed a lot when left alone so the Alpha suggests adding another Omega to the relationship so they won’t be as lonely anymore when the Alpha is busy. Both agreeing but being nervous as the Alpha tries to find an Omega that they think will be suitable and quickly becoming attached to a very sweet and cheerful Omega (the reader) …the Alpha being thrilled when their current Omega forms an immediate attachment to the new mate that they chose

- An A/O/O relationship and whenever one Omega (Reader) gets mad at the Alpha, the other Omega (Emma) almost always takes their side because they are extremely sensitive to their Omega mate’s distress and they get very upset with the Alpha for making them unhappy

Source copied from: https://www.tumblr.com/omegaversethings/154244909092/poly-relationship-headcanons (Im also new to the a/b/o-verse so that’s why I had to look through some sources so plz forgive me 🙏)

TOKYO REVENGERS OMEGAVERSE ★

୨୧ alpha! Draken x omega! Reader x omega! Emma

— tokyo revengers a/b/o headcanons (if it's too long you can start reading after the cut, the first part is not necessary to understand the rest of the fic)

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(I love this request so much! I hope you like it!! btw I'm sorry for the long wait😭 I'll also probably do something similar in the future bc I'm not satisfied with what I wrote, but the idea is just so cute!!)

emma and draken have been in a relationship over a year now.

draken was the one who started courting a very impatient emma and soon after they became inseparable.

both were very happy, a clear dynamic had settled between them.

emma had finished high school and planned to definitely stop her studies to focus on herself and her relationship, while draken worked at his bike shop the day and often participated in gang's meetings at night.

as emma's alpha, draken vowed to provide for his omega the most he could and to protect her until the very end.

he is very dedicated and takes care of emma the best he can.

that's why he rarely comes home, he's so focused on making sure he can guarantee emma's well being, making enough money she won't have to work herself.

and emma understands that, she's really moved by her alpha's motives, she's glad draken is here to cater for her.

but emma's stressed, she gets anxious rather easily and not having her alpha around most of the day is hard. especially since she spends most of her time alone.

sure she goes out a bit, sees some of her friends, but nothing can compares with a few hours with draken.

she desperately feels lonesome and out of things. her alpha wasn't there when she needed it and draken's absence, no matter how noble his intentions were, took a toll on emma's mood.

it didn't go unnoticed by draken though.

he was coming back from the shop, emma didn't know exactly when but only that it was pitch black outside, his hands black and greasy from fixing bikes. his white clothes only showed how hard he was working for the both of them, and this thought alone made emma feel even worse for unconsciously blaming draken's.

she knew he was doing all of that for her. draken never cared for anything else more than her.

when draken stepped inside, a sour smell straight away invaded his nostrils. so used to his sweet omega's flowery and sugary scent, he was stunned.

he immediately dropped all of his belongings and followed the scent that he was sure belonged to emma, worried sick and hoping nothing bad happened to her.

when he saw her, curled up in a messy nest, curtains and windows closed despite the heat and the horribly distressed smell she was emitting, draken's eyes softened and he relaxed a bit knowing she was there.

he approached slowly, making his presence known as to not alert his omega any further and spread his own pheromones. he hoped that would appease emma.

he then called her name quietly and carefully caressed her head. he took his time comforting her, making sure she knew he was here and was not planning on leaving her anytime soon.

and when she felt better and her crying had stopped, draken urged her to spill everything she's been bottling up. his instincts were screaming at him to resolve and fix anything that was wrong in his sweet omega's life.

and when she did, draken's whole world went crashing down. he hated not taking care better of his omega who eagerly needed him, he thought he had done everything right. sadly, he couldn't just suppress some of his work hours ; he had to make sure emma could count on him in terms of incomes, make sure he could feed her, assure her a roof and a stable life.

he was torn apart and couldn't come up with a conclusion that would satisfy his omega. draken who was ordinarily so composed and thoughtful couldn't stop his brain from fidgeting.

upon hearing his mate crying, draken came out with a solution. he didn't know whether this would please emma and he wasn't sure himself if his idea was going to work anyways.

if his omega was so lonely, what's better than a new companion? he carefully explained his thoughts, that he was busy and that it wouldn't change, no matter how much he wished he could spend his days clinging to his omega.

emma didn't appear offended, they both had often brought up adding someone to their little pack and she seemed to be seriously considering this idea.

though hesitant at first, she agreed and asked draken to find a suitable omega for them...

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when draken first met you, you were visiting the bike shop he was working at, hoping to find a few pieces to fix your brother's motorbike.

you looked absolutely clueless and shyly asked draken to help you out.

he was tall, and strong and exuded a really strong aura that made your knees tremble.

to say draken was definitely your type is an understatement, in fact, he probably was everything you were looking for in an alpha.

you ending up with emma and draken was due to a serie of unexpected events, leading you to coincidentally meeting draken multiple times in the streets and chatting for a bit, before eventually meeting his omega, emma.

she was the sweetest and you guys clicked instantly. sharing the same interests and tastes, you found out you both had a lot in common.

you found yourself hanging out with her more often, with draken or not, depending on his work days.

draken noticed a change in emma not long after you started hanging out. uncharacteristically of her, she reached out to you and initiated your outings. having a friend to fill her lonely days seemed to lift up her mood considerably.

her alpha was so relieved to see such a change in her. his worries persisted, but he knew it was only a matter of time before you completely healed emma.

he was glad he found you and emma was ecstatic each time he mentioned your name, becoming more and more enthusiastic when the three of you met up.

the more you guys met, the more draken and emma knew you were the perfect match for them.

and now you & emma were practically always together.

wherever you went, you could be sure emma was as well. she was not leaving you anytime soon.

you guys spent most of your days inside, cuddling with each other and draken would always fondly watch the scene, happy with how well you suited each other.

emma and you were now the 2 most precious people for him, and he was glad you were there for one another. now he didn't feel as guilty for leaving you so often and knew you had each other to rely on0.

now your daily life is filled with warmth, laughter and a lot of cuddles.

draken loves scenting you both and emma especially likes it when you smell just like her. now draken has put his claim on the both of you and you couldn't be happier.

when you guys are cuddling, you're either in draken's soft embrace while emma is attached to his side, or you're emma's little spoon while draken is hugging her.

in those moments your pheromones are all mixing up to form one single scent that emma can't get enough of. she's purring so loudly and draken is just releasing the best protective pheromones you could ask for. it makes you feel so safe!

the softness of it all reminds you of your first couring gifts. you had learned emma was very strict during the courting process, she didn't let draken give you anything that didn't get her approval ; she wanted to impress you and show you that they were perfect for you & could make you happy!

emma knows how to sew, so she made you all sorts of things. from clothes to blankets, you can't even count the amount of gifts the both gave you.

even now, emma gifts you all sort of things all the time.

when the three of you are out, emma is usually grabbing at your arm and guiding you wherever. you both don't have a care in the world when draken has been scenting you for a few minutes before going out and especially since he's right behind you looking all big and menacing. he's your private guard dog and nobody even dares looking your way.

now you and emma rarely get into arguments, you both nag a little but that's about it.

however, it's a different story when draken is involved.

you remember the day of your 1st anniversary, you went out to a fancy restaurant to celebrate it. but draken had to ruin it all and leave early because of work >:(

the moment he came home after finishing his urgent matters, he was excluded from your nest and couldn't join you.

you made him sleep on the couch and forgave him a few days later after countless of apologies and gifts from him.

emma is always one to follow you no matter what.

the day draken forgot to bring home your favourite snack while you were the most sick you ever were, your scent had never been this sour.

looking back, it was a bit exaggerated but your sick state made you more sensitive than usual!

your displeased pheromones made emma upset as well and she nagged draken for you since you weren't able to.

her solidarity with you is unbreakable and you love that about her.

a life with the both of them is indeed hectic but they take such good care of you. your mates are so devoted you wouldn't trade them for anything <3

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lovebugism · 1 year

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hi babe hope this isn’t too personal but not having the greatest time right now. therapist did not answer any of my calls today so im kinda a mess 🥲🥲 if you’re willing to write any kind of comfort fic with any character that would be the best 💗💗💗

hi anon! i hope things are going better now! take this eddie munson comfort fic as my attempts to make you feel a wee bit better ily mwah <3

You were pretty good at taking care of yourself most of the time. Eddie always thought your innate sense of responsibility was extremely hot — mostly because it meant that you were even better at taking care of him.

He said it was a perk of being your boyfriend — “one of many,” he’d say, just before smacking a kiss to your cheek.

You were the yin to his yang in that way. Peace in all his chaos.

Eddie, himself, was a being who thrived on mayhem. There wasn’t a single thing he loved more than unpredictability — well, you, of course. Then maybe DnD. But spontaneity was a close third.

He isn’t quite sure how to live his life without the company of total disarray. He isn’t sure he would want to if he had the chance either. The unexpected makes things fun. At least, that’s what he always tells you. You’re not so sure.

When he makes you late to things because of his horrible time management skills, or he can’t find his keys because they’re hidden somewhere underneath a pile of clothes in the corner of his room, it feels a little like the end of the world.

And not just in the oh no, this thing is really stressing me out; good thing I know it’s illogical sort of way. But in the oh fuck, we’re gonna be ten minutes late to this get-together where there are zero consequences whether we show up or not, but it’s inducing so much panic that I’m not sure how long I’ll be able to function properly.

You’ve gotten pretty good at hiding your fear over the years. It’s just that Eddie’s so damn attuned to everything going on in your head that it makes it insanely difficult to wallow in your dread alone.

He knows when you start pacing and talking a million miles a minute that something’s working you up. He knows when you start getting snappy and don’t think his jokes are funny anymore that you’re close to your breaking point. He knows when you stop talking altogether that your entire world is caving in around you.

So Eddie takes great care in getting to things on time and tidying up his room when you're around. He doesn’t even care that he finds it all a bit irrational, he just wants to make things easier for you. Even if it means getting to Steve’s house an hour before everyone else or actually folding his clothes before putting them in drawers.

Eddie knows you use structure like a weapon rather than a shield. Organization isn't a way to keep your life together, it’s to keep it from falling apart. When something is out of order, when there’s one piece out of place, it’s not an easy fix — not for you. It’s more like a ticking tomb.

You’re the ticking time bomb. And the faintest scent of disorder is bound to make you explode.

But maybe calling it a bomb isn’t the most accurate way to describe it. The way Eddie sees it, it’s a lot more like an avalanche.

It starts off small, a little rumble of uncertainty that jostles the comfort of your routine. You blink and suddenly the snowball weighs two tons and you’ve spiraled into a full-blown crisis that threatens to swallow you whole.

You don’t let anyone see any of it. Not even Eddie a lot of the time. You just bury yourself in the landslide until the heavy snow melts and you can function normally again — it may last a couple hours, maybe weeks.

So it’s a good thing Eddie can see all the warning signs before they start.

It’s all the little shit he notices first — the not showering as often, the not keeping things as tidy as usual, the closing yourself off. Eddie Munson knows a depression room when he sees one. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know you’re slipping.

But rather than acknowledge that boogeyman, he pretends like it isn’t there at all. He thinks if he acts like it doesn’t scare him, then it doesn’t have the power to hurt him. That’s exactly how he treats the funks you get into. He knows they’re there but doesn’t let them take over completely.

Eddie comes around whenever he gets the chance and helps you do your self-care routine — even though all you do is complain that you don’t need his help the entire time.

He coaxes you into the bath and tidies up your bedroom while you’re gone. He does all the steps of your skincare for you after because he knows you can’t do it yourself. You’re too tired to, but you feel like shit when you don’t. That’s the same bitter cycle that started this whole mess.

He doesn’t do anything crazy. He just takes care of the little things to make you feel less consumed by it all.

You’re a pouting mess in the middle of your bed after, freshly cleaned and drowning in a too big shirt that smells like the musk of Eddie’s cologne with a towel twisted up in your hair. It’s almost cartoonish, the way you cross your arms over your chest and scrunch your face in displeasure.

“I don’t want you to do all this stuff for me, Eds,” you gripe. “I’m a big girl, okay? I can do it myself.”

The boy shrugs from where he stands at the foot of your bed. “I know I don’t have to. I want to, though. I like doing this stuff for you.”

“You hate cleaning, Eddie.”

“Yeah. I do,” he affirms with a nod, all but flopping onto the mattress beside you. He rests his head on his fist and blinks up at you with wide, twinkling button eyes. A grin pulls at his pink lips as he asks you, “But you know what I don’t hate?”

You huff but entertain him anyway. “…What?”

“You,” he beams and taps the tip of your nose with his pointer finger.

You meet his smile with a grimace.

“Actually, I sort of love you, as it turns out,” he corrects himself in a lilt. “And when you love someone, you do the shit you hate to make them happy, right? Isn’t that what it’s all about?”

You don’t answer him, just shrug.

“Well, either way, I’m happy to do all the boring shit if it means there’s a chance I get to make you feel even a little bit better,” Eddie tells you, pinching his thumb and forefinger together and leaving just an inch or more of space to squint his eye through.

That hand flops down and lands on your thigh. His thumb absentmindedly rubs over the skin there. His smile turns sheepish.

“I will happily fold laundry and do taxes and wash dishes and… all that stupid, boring shit for you for the rest of my life, as long as I can look over and see you next to me…”

Your heart swells with a distant happiness you haven’t felt in weeks.

Eddie helps you until you feel better enough to do it yourself.

Needless to say, when he stops by your place and finds it completely spotless, he doesn’t bother to hide his excitement. He rushes to your room and finds you in bed, flipping through a book. The small radio on your bedside table plays something synth-y.

He realizes you’ve traded in The Smiths for The Psychedelic Furs and that your lavender candle is burning on your desk and that you’ve spritzed yourself in your vanilla perfume.

Those are all staples in your little routine that you borderline can’t live without. You always missed out on them when you got into your funks, but here they are again…

Eddie tries not to smile too wide.

“How’s it hangin’?” he sing-songs when he waltzes into your room.

“Fine...” you murmur, half-distracted by your novel. After a few long seconds, your eyes finally flit up to his. He’s doing a terrible job of hiding a grin. “…Why are you looking at me like that?”

Eddie shrugs as he takes off his leather jacket. He neatly lays the thing over the back of your desk chair and smooths out the wrinkles.

“‘Cause I love the shit out of you,” he answers like it’s nothing, like the words don’t mean everything to you. “And I’m really fucking proud of you.”

“Proud of me?” you echo in a scoff.

Because, to you, crawling out of a three week long funk is hardly something to be proud of. You don’t feel like you should be rewarded for being human, but Eddie knows that getting through the hard shit is a part of being human. And he’s so goddamn proud of you for it.

“Yep,” he nods with pink cheeks and a hopeful grin. “I’ve never been prouder of you, babe. And, like, I’m always proud of you, so that’s saying something.”

“Shut up,” you mutter under your breath. Your attention flits back to your book rather than focusing on the intense gaze Eddie looks at you with. You don’t get through a single sentence before he rips the thing from your hands. “Eddie!—”

You look at him again and find that he’s sterner now, but still so tender — chocolate eyes hardened but soft around the edges. There’s a kind grin on his and an air about him that tells you he’s serious.

Eddie rounds your bed and plants himself at the edge of it. He keeps your book hostage in one hand and holds onto your calf with the other, running his thumb over the soft skin of your knee.

“I’m serious,” he tells you. “Like, I know shit gets hard for you sometimes, but... I don't know, watching you get through it is… really fucking cool, babe.”

He laughs when it makes you laugh.

“Seriously. It’s like you get stronger every day, and… not to be a total sap or whatever, but I feel really lucky that I get to see it.”

You’re not sure whether to duck away from his gaze or revel in its warmth. You manage somehow to do both with a distant pout on your face.

Eddie’s grin widens until the dimple in his right cheek reveals itself. “What?” he laughs. “What’s that look for?”

“‘Cause you’re nice to me,” you mumble like the cutest little storm cloud. “And it’s gross… And also I love you.”

“Well, get ready, babe. You got a whole lifetime of me being nice to you coming your way, so… Be prepared to be sick of me by the time we’re all old and wrinkly, alright? ‘Cause I’m still gonna love the shit outta you then.”

You grumble when he smacks a kiss to your knee.

You hope he keeps his promise.

#published by bug #eddie munson x reader #stranger things x reader #eddie munson imagine #stranger things imagine #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fic #eddie spaghetti drabble #st drabbles

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cowboyjen68 · 7 months

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hi jen, i just followed you and this is really random but ive seen some of your posts helping younger people and it really struck a cord and i need to just let the words fall out of me.

ive been having issues with my girlfriend she cheated on me but this situation is very complicated and we're both fucked up people but i know she still loves me and i really love her. but my anxiety and our lack of communication is really bad right now and im so worried she might not love me the same anymore

ontop of this im 18 and for the past id say 5ish years my mental health and family life has been getting worse, getting diagnosis is hard especially with mentally ill and just overall bad parents that somehow dont understand or believe. i know im deppresed and have been i have anxiety, sever paranoia maybe bpd and bipolar and autism and everything is just so much. now the one person i had is something thats making everything hurt more and i just don't know where to go, im trying to get help but its so slow in this country and i feel so lost and tired i barely eat now and when i do its ether rare or unhealthy and everything is so much i want to collapse.

i hope this isn't to much to randomly send anonymously but you just seem really kind and helpful. thank u for your reply if you do

HI and please accept my apologies for the delay on answering this. I am sorry you are going through so much. My kids are adopted from foster care and I had many kids in my home for up to 5 years who eventually went back home. That is to say I have a lot of experience with mental illness, the systems that treat them, trauma and kids who came from unstable home lives.

At the ripe old age of 18 you have plenty of time to find love and contentment but right now might not be the time. I understand there might be odd circumstances that caused your girlfriend to cheat on you. If you feel betrayed and lost trust that is a feeling that is next to impossible to overcome for people with no comorbidities let alone a teen trying to figure herself out and deal with navigating the broken mental health/care system.

It is actually quite normal for young love to change and get redefined into friendship even when the circumstance are the best. Her cheating on you might very well be a sign that your relationship is in flux and not what you thought it was. A romance that has run its course is not a failure, relationships do not have to last forever to be important and real and worth having had.

It might be scary to think of not being with her, of not having your "one" person that you can count on but I do believe you can get farther working on yourself if you put time and energy into you and not dividing it up between you and her.

There is a lot of precedent set for women to set aside their romance and intimacy in order to be just friends while one or both does some work on herself. Sometimes it is necessary to stay involved for emotional support or financial support, that is just the reality of our world. Living single can be very difficult.

Please consider letting go of the relationship in its current form and putting your energy of yourself. Letting go of the stress of trying to repair what you had with her will remove so much pressure from you and from her that you will feel much more ready to tackle your mental state.

I promise. You are not a failure, she is not "the bad guy" in this story. Take all the wonderful things you shared with her keep those with you when you want a reminder that it loving her was worth your time even if it didn't end like you planned.

Seek mental health help but starting small. A therapist can help you begin to talk through things and often she can help you find additional resources like a medical Dr, public subsidies for insurance or free clinics to assist you in getting medication and mental health support. Most counties have a social services office and those employees are a wealth of information.

#mental health #lesbian #young love #stress #health #relationships

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glorified-red · 2 years

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How would you characterize Tim Drake, quirks and all?

I’ve been having an IDENTITY CRISIS trying to figure this boy out because I think I kin him but then I’m like “but do I really know him though? Is my knowledge on him REALLY enough to Kin him?

I don’t want to bother you or anything! Im just curious to see if maybe from your response it can validate me LMAO.

Oh my dear lovely anon, you came to the right place. Tim Drake breathes and I kin it with all of my being.

Either way, I've been analyzing his character for the past two years through fanon and what comics I can get my hands on and this is kinda what I know so far.

Hope you enjoy.

To really understand Tim's character you have to look at his childhood. Now, in canon, his parents are neglectful at times but they aren't as bad as fanon likes to portray them. In both, Tim is usually left on his own in either a mental/emotional or physical state. He learned very early on that his parents are role models and authority figures, not caregivers or emotional support. So he grew up to value independence to an extreme extent.

Relying on people is a gamble but relying on himself is always secure. He's the kind of kid who will ask the teacher if he can do a group project alone because he knows he'll get an A that way and will avoid the drama of teammates. Tim flies solo extremely often half because its easier and half because the boy has trust issues.

One thing unpredictable parents gives you is paranoia, and this boy has it in loads. He's slow to trust because again, people are a gamble. He has a million backup plans but people are unpredictable and still stump him sometimes. Even within his own family, Tim feels out of place. He's caught in a constant state of "waiting for the second shoe to drop". It's a nasty habit but every time people make plans with him he'll never expect them to follow through.

Tim is incredibly secretive, enough that he has and will lie to his teammates and even Batman himself. He is often seen as the smart "perfect Robin" (think Ravenclaw) when really, Tim is the most cunning and tactical of any of them. Tim will do whatever is necessary for the sake of the mission and for the sake of lives. He will play dirty. Think Chaotic Neutral: he has a set of moral rules but no one can figure them out. He's a Slytherin through and through, he's resourceful and incredibly conniving.

That being said, the poor kid is traumatized, depressed, and starved for affection. It may take years to gain his trust but once that trust is given, Tim is the most loyal person on the planet. He will fight for the people he loves and will destroy the world making sure they stay safe. He never gives up when there's still a chance, even if its infinitesimal, Tim will fight like it's a certainty.

It may seem like Tim sucks at partnerships but his loyalty and cunningness makes him one of the best partners to have on a team. The Core Four is a true testament to how much Tim's habits change when it comes to the people he loves. He is adaptable and will be whatever you need him to be. Yet, that comes with a price as well.

See, Tim only ever receives love after being useful. His parents gave him praise after achieving something or being a good Drake model---something that was useful to them and not an actual Tim trait. Tim finds a loving home only after becoming a stand-in Robin. This typically manifests in Tim constantly needing to feel needed or useful in some way, shape, or form.

He's a team leader not only because he finds it hard to delegate tasks to people (trust issues) but because he finds security in people relying on him. Tim will stress himself out to the brink just so he can continue to be useful to the people around him. If you asked him to list his favorite traits about himself that didn't have to do with pleasing others, you'll stump him. The second he isn't useful all his insecurities and paranoia will fester until he pushes people who love him away.

With all these mental blocks, it comes as no surprise that Tim has terrible self-esteem. The Red Robin series makes it painfully obvious how little Tim cares for his life, he'll pawn it off if it'll advance a case. He's cautious and strategic about his attacks, yet reckless and self-sacrificing at the same time. He has little regard for himself because no ones ever proven otherwise.

At the end of the day he's prized for his intellect the most and that's what he's notorious for. He's the "smart" Robin. And while that is true, with earning Ra's respect and managing to pull off the entire Red Robin run, that does dismantle a lot of the other Robin's intelligence. Tim is smart, but so is literally every other Robin. Tim however, is calculating. Tim's intellect is precise and strategic. He is the dumbest idiot alive but he has a plan for everything, he can predict the smallest things and read people through and through. He's great at chess and monopoly because he can predict his opponents and plan far in advance, but the second you make him play something on the Wii like bowling or the airplane game, he's terribly stupid. Considering his lack of interest in school, he relies more heavily on street smarts and his heightened common sense.

Tim tries to know a little about everything but accidentally hyper fixates on one thing, so if you happen to bring it up, he'll talk your ear off. It makes him seem super smart but he's really just a bored nerd with too much unmonitored access to the internet.

He can be serious at times without meaning too because he doesn't like to waste too much of his time. He thinks time is precious and every second matters, that's why he spends so much time working rather than doing anything else. Robin gave him something to work towards, made him useful and his life worth living, he needs it. When it was taken from him it was crushing so he'll do anything to make sure he can stay in this line of work. Once again, feeling the need to prove himself to those around him instead of trusting that he is loved unconditionally.

But he really is a goofball. He's a nerd at the end of the day, a very tired, busy nerd, but a nerd nonetheless. He has passions and hobbies and will geek out over anything that's related to those things. He's funny and charming, incredibly witty, and knows how to be charismatic for show.

Tim was raised in the public eye so he has a lot of proper habits that will never get beaten out of him. His posture tends to be stiff and perfect until he's comfortable enough to change it or too out of it to care. He has impeccable manners and will be a proper gentlemen out of habit. He knows the differences between all the cutlery at expensive restaurants and knows when to use them without looking like an idiot.

Time passes by him easily so he will lose track of dates and the time of day. He stays busy a lot because he won't have to feel any other emotion other than stress and he's used to stress, stress is comfortable for him. He often forgets that too much stress isn't healthy.

Death is also a morbid comfortability for him. He witnessed each of his parents die in some way or the other, continuously watched his siblings perish (whether fake or not), and his high school best friend Darla, not to mention the countless lives he's failed to save. This gives him a pretty interesting take on life. Like I said, he thinks time is precious so he doesn't like to waste it. But at the same time, he has terrible time blindness. It's an paradoxical quirk of his.

Tim's entire personality is being a contradictory genius. Try to pin point a quirk of his and you'll end up spirally because it shouldn't make sense, yet it does. Tim is confusing because he's such a paradox of a person. His personality doesn't align with what his trauma tells, or what his thoughts project, or how he was raised, or even his morals, and yet, here he is. And it makes perfect sense all at the same time.

He's a puzzle, but man is he interesting to figure out.

#was this too much?#does it show that he's my favorite character?#no?#just checking #I love him too much #I still have so much more to say but I have a 5k tomorrow #and id like to go to sleep before midnight #Tim Drake #Red Robin #dc comics #robin #dc #batfam #batman #character analysis #asks

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winxbutbetterimo-ovo · 1 month

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update

im working on the pov views of the girl's rooms and its taking longer than i expected... so in the meantime im gna do more headcanons :D

headcannons for the girl's roommate experiences:

Bloom: clueless, her dorm was really barren until their third year. since she was allowed to magically decorate her side of her dorm with flora, she decided to design it in a college dorm meets fantasy school dorm way so she can live out her dreams. her shelves are full of books (mostly textboks and history books because she wants to learn as much about the magical world as possible) when she is feeling down, she puts on her wired headphones, turns on her walkman and puts in a mixtape her parents made her before she left and draws at her drafting table while petting kiko. when shes like this the girls leave her alone since she is basically on autopilot and wont meaningfully reply.

Flora: FILLED with plants. she also decorates the rest of the dorm in plants. the rest of the girls worry about the bugs sometimes but flora keeps them in control in her room, and in her little greenhouse in the common space. her shelves are full of books and potionology ingredients. she has a picture of miele by her bed (and later a picture of helia as well with the first paper crane he ever folded for her) when she is down she hides in her little changing area, sitting with her knees to her chest for a few hours before coming out and resuming her day.

Musa: she fills the dorm with calming music like all the time. so for the girls, while in their dorm, background music is a thing. she stops it when they have serious conversations, and she limits the music to the common areas and her own room. (techna gets the brunt of it since sometimes musa vents her feelings through music in their room and she cant focus)

Techna: she tries to technologically enhance the room and she also helps the girls with subjects they struggle with (especially stella and bloom) she likes to keep notes and books from previous years in her hard drive of an arm, she she keeps them impeccably organised. when she stresses she overworks herself to the bone. you might think oh she works all the time anyway? wrong. she likes to play video games as well but when shes upset she just works works works. she only stops when she passes out. when she wakes up all is well. (she will learn better coping mechanisms.

Stella: ofc she dresses the girls a lot when they have events and outings, she also connects and taps into the girl's wants and designs their outfits based on that, (similar to how she does that to teleport the girls to places she's never been to but one of them is familiar with in my rewrite) when she is upset she gets kinda bratty and basically tears apart her closet looking for something to wear, often screaming "THERE IS NOTHING". after the anger subsides, she sits in her pile of clothes for a bit before using magic to clean it all up and going to sleep.

Aisha: she was really awkward and let stella kind of take advantage of the fact that her room was kinda barren at first, but then she asserts herself and takes her space back. she was really ok with her room being upstairs since she is a sporty person, and she sleeps on a waterbed because back in andros floating on the water while chatting with Tressa are some of her best memories. when shes upset she just kinda in a coma, almost. she doesnt leave her bed unless she has to

#winx #winx rewrite #magic winx #winx headcanons #winx club #winx au #winx club rewrite

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rvp32 · 2 years

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Arranged Marriage- Minayeon (Part 1)

Thank you so much Phrygian for proofreading this!

Nayeon’s POV

I woke up to my alarm ringing, it was 7 on a Monday morning. I hated everything about Mondays, it is the day that I am forced to go back to work, make decisions, and be the boss for everyone.

I am Im Nayeon, the current CEO of a Multinational business called SRP industries which is headquartered in Seoul, South Korea.

Only a few years after I became the CEO I finally had the courage to come out to my parents and tell them that I am a lesbian, they took the news pretty well. They did not force me to do anything but I always did everything that they asked for because I could never refuse my parents.

I got up to put my shoes on and went to the gym for my daily workout, the only part of the day that I enjoyed. I could let go of all responsibilities, stress, and burdens and just focus on lifting weights. I finished working out and went back to my room to take a nice hot shower. I got out and got dressed for work.

As a person who is around so many different people on a daily basis, I lived alone in a penthouse. I hated having anyone around in my apartment so I didn't even allow myself to have maids, it was my only sacred personal place and I wanted it to be exclusive to me. It has its downsides, not having maids means that I have to cook for myself all the time. I liked cooking but some days I just get very lazy. But the pros outweigh the cons and I liked my independence.

I drove to work listening to some classical music. It helped me calm my nerves and get ready for the very hectic day that I was going to have.

Working as a CEO was very difficult for me. I did not like to play the boss with the personnel as I didn’t feel as smart or competent as the people around me. The only reason I had the role is that my father retired and chose me as his successor. I have to work extra hard just to make sure I do not destroy what my dad had built.

Once I entered the building, I put my boss's mask on. To my employees, I was a cold, demanding and calculative person, but only a few people knew my true personality and I wanted to keep it that way. I walked through the department with a confident stride while the employees greeted me, and I responded with a simple head nod. After I reached my office, my secretary walked in to inform me about my schedule. I listened to her and took note of what I needed to finish before having to head out for a meeting. I was getting ready for the first meeting of the day when I got a call from my father, he does not call very often so it must have been something very important. I picked up the phone.

“Good morning dad, How are you?”

“I'm good. I am calling because I have something important that I need to talk about with you. There’s a woman we want you to know. She’s the daughter of a well-established company in Japan and I think she’ll be the perfect match for you. I’m talking about marriage, Nayeon. You will be meeting her today at 6:00 PM at the Starfire restaurant. Don't be late, and don’t harm the reputation of our family.”

“What?! Why was I not told that you were trying to get me married and I am not free today, can you please reschedule it for another day dad, I have a packed schedule today. I don't think I have the time for a date”. I didn’t want to get married and especially not to someone that I don’t know. My father scared me so much that I didn’t even try to oppose him.

“You don’t have to worry about that, I will have someone take care of your schedule. This is a very important date so you better not mess up”.

“Okay dad, I will meet her. Send her details and her picture to my secretary so I at least know what I’m in for”. My only excuse failed and I don’t want to argue with him because it is pointless.

“Good, I will have my secretary forward those details. This date is not only about getting you a partner. It would be an important union that can seriously benefit SRP industries”

Before I could say anything or ask him what he was talking about he hung up. I hated it, I did not want to get married, and I did not want to go on this date but I had no choice. If my dad had decided something, there was nothing I could do to change his mind.

I went back home to get dressed appropriately for the dinner. For some reason, I felt very nervous and didn’t know what I should wear for a date, so I picked up the phone and called my best friend, Momo. She answered relatively fast considering she usually just ignores my calls.

“Wow! That is a first, I cannot believe you answered my call”

“Keep talking like that and I am going to hang up just as fast as I answered!”

“Sorry, please don’t hang up. I am in desperate need of your help. I need to pick a dress. I am going to meet someone important for dinner tonight and I cannot decide what I should wear.”

“Did you finally get yourself a girlfriend? I can help with that, don’t worry. I don’t want you to wear something ugly for the first date with your girlfriend”

“She is not my girlfriend! She is supposed to be the girl I will marry.”

“What?!” she screamed.

“Yah! do not scream in my ears!”

“How are you so nonchalant about this entire situation? Your tone doesn’t show any irritation. Shouldn’t you be angry or even rant about how you didn’t want to get married? You always said that you would never get married, why the sudden change?”

“My parents set it up and I couldn’t say ‘no’ so now I have to meet her. Time is running out so are you going to be helpful or not?”

“Okay, okay. I will help you, but we are going to talk about this later.”

I tried on some dresses that I thought made me look pretty. She shot down all the proposals, they were all ‘boring’ and ‘unfashionable’ so she made me show her all the dresses in my closet. After what felt like an hour she finally found the only dress she liked. It was a floral patterned off-the-shoulder dress that ended a little above my knees. The dress was a little too short for my standards but it looked very pretty so I was happy with her choice.

She also assisted me with the makeup. With her help, I was finally ready. I looked at the clock and it was still 5:00 PM, I still had 30 minutes left, because the restaurant was 30 minutes away. I was nervous to meet this woman, though I asked my father to send me the details and her picture, his secretary only sent her details. Her name was Myoui Mina, it sounded very elegant and nice. I was both excited and nervous to meet her. I just hoped she was a nice person as I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life with someone rude and cold-hearted.

I left for the hotel, hoping for the best. I just wanted to be my true self in front of her and see how she would react.

Mina’s POV

My sleep got disturbed because of the sunlight, I turned around and found the girl I picked up and fucked last night. It was a boring experience, the girl couldn’t keep up with my rhythm, and it almost seemed like she was trying to achieve something more than just a one-night stand.

I am the daughter of Myuoi Isamu, the owner of Akira Motors, a well-established company in Japan. I left Japan at the alone age of 16 for South Korea. Staying away from my parents allowed me the freedom to do whatever I wanted. I am a fashion designer, so I meet a lot of people on a daily basis, most of them single women looking for stylish dresses. I end up sleeping with most of them. I owe a lot to my parents because they have always been there for me, they have been supportive no matter what I wanted to do, they never forced me to do anything nor did they ever ask anything of me.

I still felt the hangover from last night, perhaps I exaggerated with drinks. Trying to get over it I went to a nearby restaurant to grab some spicy Kimchi stew. While I was eating I received a call from my father, we talked pretty often so it was not out of the ordinary for him to call me.

“Hi dad, how are you?”

“Hi Mina, I am good, how are you, my daughter? ”

“I am doing fine, what is with that tone? it feels like you are going to ask me to do something I don’t like. What are you planning?”

“That’s very rude of you to assume. I just wanted to talk to my daughter.”

“Oh, really?”

“I am calling you for a reason. We found a woman, I think you’ll like her. She is the current CEO of SRP industries. I arranged a date tonight between you two. It would be nice if you… consider her for marriage.”

“What?! Dad, I told you a million times I don’t want to get married. I hate the concept of marriage, I don’t need you to find me a woman.”

“Please Mina, listen. Go meet her once and try to get to know her. She is a very nice person. I won’t force you to marry her if you don’t like her, but please go on this date.. If you do like her and choose to marry her then it would be a great help to our company as well.”

“Fine, I will meet her just because you are asking me to but if I do not like her you will drop this topic immediately.”

“Of course. Thank you so much for understanding Mina, I will text you the hotel address, and be there at 6:00 PM.”

“Okay, I will let you know how it goes. Bye, take care dad!”

After I finished eating, I went to my office to figure out some designs and take care of some papers. I got ready and headed to the restaurant where I was supposed to meet Im Nayeon. I was not very interested in this date as I was already planning on rejecting this arrangement any way. I reached the restaurant ten minutes early so I went to the table reserved under my name. I ordered a glass of wine as I waited for her to arrive. As I sipped blithely on my drink I heard someone address me quietly “Are you, Myoui Mina?”

Nayeon’s POV

I entered the restaurant and asked for the table reserved under the name of Myoui Mina, the waiter led me to the table where a blonde woman with a beautiful figure was sitting. I gently asked, “Are you, Myoui Mina?”

She turned around and, God was she pretty, she was so pretty I could stare at her for an entire day and not get bored. I noticed that I was staring at her for way too long when I didn’t catch what she answered to me. I was so embarrassed but I asked her to repeat what she said.

“Yes, I am Myoui Mina. I assume that you are Im Nayeon,” Mina said as she reached out her hand.

I shook her hand, her skin felt so smooth and warm. I wanted to hold it for longer but I had to let go. She stood up and pulled out the chair across from her, it made my heart flutter again. It felt nice being taken care of for once.

I was nervous and did not know how what to say. But luckily for me, she spoke first “I assume you did not have much choice in deciding whether to meet me or not.”

I was honestly shocked by her statement but I chose to answer it honestly “No, I did not. I received a call from my father and was told to meet you here.”

She smiled at me and said “Okay. I understand that both of us do not want to be here but let’s enjoy the food and maybe try to get to know each other.”

Nayeon “Yes, I would love that. If you do not mind me asking what do you do for a living?”

Mina: “I am a fashion designer. I heard about you from my father, you are the CEO of SRP industries, right?”

Nayeon: “Yes, I am. But I rather not be”

Mina: “That’s interesting. Why is that? If you don’t mind me asking,”

Nayeon: “I hate the responsibility, I hate having people under me. I just want to spend my time working quietly without having so much responsibility.”

Mina: “That sounds nice. a nice quiet life without having to deal with all the problems and people.”

We spoke about many different things throughout the night, she even asked me for my phone number. I liked her, she was kind and seemed like a very caring person. Throughout the dinner she would always throw in snarky comments or flirt with me, it made me flustered but I really enjoyed it. After we finished our dinner we called for a chauffeur service because both of us had a little too much alcohol to drive.

After I got back home, I changed to bed because I still had to go to work the day after which I was not looking forward to at all. I got on my bed and began using my phone to check if I missed something important at the company while I was out. I received a new message from an unknown number, I opened it and found out that it was Mina. The message said “It was nice meeting you, good night Nayeon. I know you might already be asleep so answer me back whenever you see this.”

I immediately replied to her ”It was a pleasure meeting you as well. I will message you in the morning. Good Night Mina!“

I put down my phone and my thoughts drifted to my time with Mina, the date had gone excellently, and I think that I might have fallen for her. I love the way that she took care of me and I love the way her eyes sparkled when she was talking about something that she enjoys. I continued to think about Mina until I eventually fell asleep.

Mina’s POV

The date went well. I liked her. First of all, she was so fucking pretty, and her bunny teeth made her look even more adorable. I loved the way she always made eye contact and listened intently to everything I was talking about. I never believed in love but she is an amazing person. I would not mind getting to know her. One of my biggest concerns about marrying her is that I do not know if she will be able to handle me in the bedroom. My tastes aren’t common and a lot of women are not into the things I like.

I messaged my father to tell him that the date went well and that I wanted to get to know her more before I decide whether I will be okay marrying her. I changed into my pajamas and I went to sleep happy and excited because I could not wait to talk to Nayeon again the next morning.

I woke up the next morning and the first thing I did when I woke up checked my phone to see if Nayeon had messaged me. There was a message from her “Good Morning Minari.”

I blushed at the nickname that she had come up with for me. I replied saying good morning as well and I also asked her if she had her breakfast yet. We continued to text each other throughout the whole day. When I got back home from work I decided to just order food and play some video games.

We tried to find a time when both of us would be free so that we could meet up again but due to our extremely busy schedules, we could not be able to meet anytime during the weekdays. We finally decided to meet on Saturday evening at my place to play some games and watch some movies. I was so excited to meet her again and this time have some fun because I could teach her how to play video games- I looked around and noticed that my apartment was a huge mess and I needed to clean up before Saturday because I did not want Nayeon to see this and run away.

It was Saturday morning, I decided to cook some bulgogi, shrimp fried rice, and some soybean stew. I was a pretty good cook so I decided to make some food for Nayeon to eat if she got hungry. I was listening to music and danced while I was cooking. I was so excited to meet Nayeon. I could not wait to show her my video game collections and also my book collection which I am sure she would enjoy. During the week, while we were speaking, she spoke a lot about reading books and wanting to read more. While we were chatting, I found out that Nayeon liked books, I was given a lot of first-edition books. So I did have a large collection of books in my house.

I heard a door bell so I ran in excitement toward the door.

Nayeon’s POV

I arrived at the address that Mina sent to me. I was excited to finally see her after an entire week. Mina lived in a cozy house that was far from the city. It looked amazing. I rang the doorbell waiting for an answer, and I could hear my heart pounding. I did not know why I was so nervous because I was just meeting Mina to watch a movie and learn how to play video games.

Mina opened the door, she looked so freaking gorgeous and she was not even wearing a dress nor was she wearing a lot of makeup. I blushed so hard when I made eye contact with her. She invited me into her house, we walked to the kitchen because she said that she had to finish cooking and after that, she would show me around the house. When we arrived in the kitchen, I sat down at the dining table that was across the kitchen and watched as she cooked. “Thank you for having me over, you have a really beautiful house,” I said timidly.

I also noticed that while I was busy staring at her I forgot to give her the gift I had bought for her. I called Mina and told her to come near me and I handed her the gift. I was scared she would not like it because I had no idea what type of games she liked. I had got her a game that was not yet available to the market but I had a copy of it because it was produced by one of our subsidiaries. I was staring at her waiting for her reaction. Suddenly I heard a scream and saw her jump in joy, she put her arms around me and hugged me. My heart stopped. I did not expect her to hug me, but God, I loved every single second of the hug.

“How did you get this Nayeonnie? It's not even out in the market yet and I am holding a copy of it” Mina said in an excited tone.

My face turned red because of the nickname she gave me, it made me feel something that I did not know I could. “It was developed by one of my subsidiaries, and since I know that you like games I asked them to send me a copy of it”

“Thank you so much Nayeonnie,” Mina said and hugged me again tightly.

I love that Mina is hugging me but if she keeps this up I might end up in the hospital. My body cannot handle being this close to her. “Y-your welcome Minari!” I managed to say.

She went back to setting the table because she was nearly done with cooking, I offered to help her but she said “you don’t have to do anything, just sit there and watch me work. When I am done we can both enjoy the food.” Mina said as she continued to place things on the table.

She looked hot while working, I could not help but stare at her as she continued to move. She noticed I was staring at her and said “Am I so pretty that you cannot take your eyes off me Nayeonnie?”

I blushed at her question. I could not answer her, all I could do was nod my head. She brought the last bowl to the table, and she walked around me, and reached for the plate, she was so close that I could smell her citrus perfume, she smelled so nice and calming. She took my plate and filled it with the dishes she made and also used a bowl to give me some of the stew. I smiled at her and thanked her“Thank you so much Minari.”

“Your smile is so fucking cute, I just want to pull your cheeks,” Mina said.

Her compliment flustered me and I did not know how to reply. It took me a second before my brain began to function again, and I just replied “T-thank you”.

As we finished eating dinner, I got up and took my plate and bowl to the sink to wash it, but Mina stood up and took it from my hands. I tried to protest but she looked me in the eye and said “Don’t worry about it, just sit down Nayeon.”

For some reason, what Mina said to me sounded more like a command than a request. The look in her eyes made me want to obey anything that she asked me to do. I sat down just as she said and waited patiently. She soon finished cleaning up and came to me with a glass of water, she placed it in front of me and hinted me to drink it. I listened diligently to her and drank the glass of water in one gulp.

We walked around the house, and she showed me all the different rooms. there was just one room that we had not gone to yet and that was the one near the kitchen. I was curious as to what was in it. We walked into the room and it turned out to be her personal library. I got excited looking at all the books so I walked around checking out all the volumes she had. My eyes landed on the first edition books of the Harry Potter series. I loved Harry Potter, and I could not believe that I was looking at the first edition books. I screamed in excitement, and Mina worriedly came running, thinking that something had happened. She came close to me and began examining me to see if I injured myself somewhere.

“I am fine, Mina. I screamed because I couldn’t believe my eyes.”

As I said that I noticed Mina was close to me. I looked into her eyes, then at her lips. They looked so sexy I wondered what they would taste like. Unconsciously I moved closer to her, but once I realized I stopped and apologized to Mina for being so close. She smiled at my naivety, held my chin with her long fingers, and pulled me in for a kiss. Her lips felt amazing, they tasted like strawberries and I could not get enough of them. My heart was beating so hard I thought Mina would be able to hear it. We continued kissing until I needed to pull away for air.

I looked right into Mina’s eyes. They were not honey brown anymore, they were darker as if she wanted something from me. After a second she began kissing me again and I responded. This time the kiss was not filled with passion but something more. I followed her lead, she bit my lip causing me to moan a little, and she used that opportunity to push her tongue in and explore my mouth. It felt so amazing. As we kissed she pushed me against the bookshelf and held my hands above my head. What made this situation worse was the fact that I was getting very wet and I needed to feel some friction so I began to push myself against Mina’s thighs which were in between my legs.

Once I began moving my hips, Mina pulled “Are you sure about this? Once we cross this line I cannot promise that I will hold back, Nayeon.” she said.

I nodded, and this time I took the initiative with the kiss. We kissed for a few seconds but then she pulled away and picked me up in bridal style and walked out of the library. I started kissing her neck causing her to whimper as she walked through the house carrying me over. As soon as we got into the bedroom, she laid me down on the bed. Immediately she was over me, she started kissing me while her hands slid the dress right off my body. Suddenly I found myself only in my underwear, while Mina was still wearing all of her clothes. I felt embarrassed and tried to cover myself.

“Why are you covering yourself? Please, don’t feel insecure, you are beautiful just the way you are.” Mina said.

“It’s just.. you are still wearing all of your clothes and here I am standing in my underwear”. I replied

Mina began to strip, first, she removed her pants, I could see her ass and it was big and her thighs looked amazing. She then followed with her top and her bra, revealing her perky boobs and her toned abs. I felt the need to touch her, I wanted to graze her perfect abs, so I reached my hand towards her stomach, but as soon as I was close to crowning my desire she used my hand to pull me towards her and our bodies clashed together. .

“You can touch me all you want later baby, but right now I just wanna taste you so bad. I want to hear you moan my name,” she said.

She immediately pushed me onto the bed and started to kiss my nape, I felt the warmth between my legs increasing, and I craved her touch. Mina was taking her own time exploring my body, she had gotten rid of my bra and was now pinching my boobs. I moaned and moved my hips hoping to feel her creamy thigh but as she detected my movement she moved away making me whine at the denied pleasure.

“You have to ask for it baby. Tell me, what do you want?” Mina asked softly with a smirk on her face.

I avoided her gaze, I was flustered and could not say it, she took my chin and looked me in the eyes, and whispered again. “You have to tell me your desires baby, otherwise we are going to be here for a long time”

The heat in my body was now uncontrollable, I had no shame anymore, just unresolved wanton desire. “Please fuck me, Mina. I need you, I need you to touch my pussy, please”

“Good girl, see how easy that was,” Mina said with a smile on her face as she got what she wanted. When she called me a good girl I felt myself getting even wetter than I already was. Mina didn’t have any more time to waste, she pushed my panties aside and began eating me out. She was so good at it, she knew exactly what spots to hit and how to get a reaction out of me. As she continued to pleasure me she started playing with my nipples. I could feel myself already getting closer to my orgasm,

“I am so close to cumming, Mina. Please don’t stop” I managed to say in between my moans.

She increased her speed, removed her hand from my nipple, and began playing with my clit. She flicked it hard once and that caused me to go beyond the edge. I came so hard, I could not think straight for a few seconds. She helped me ride my orgasm out and laid down next to me. I looked at her and I knew that I had to return the favor so I tried to get up but Mina pushed me back onto the bed. “I know you are tired. Get some rest. You don’t have to worry about anything else.” her tone was commanding so I did not protest. I laid down and stared at the ceiling fan spinning. Slowly I started to feel tired and began to drift asleep but, as soon as I closed my eyes I heard Mina murmur “Baby you look so fragile right now, you have no idea about the thoughts that are going through my head. I want to ruin you, I want to see you cry and beg me to stop. But I know you don’t want that. I do not want you to run away from me so I am trying my best to hold back.”

I was shocked. I turned to her and asked “What are you talking about? You do not want to kill me or get revenge or something right? Please tell me if it is something like that because Myoui Mina I have fallen for you and I do not think I can leave you”

Mina laughed, she replied “No Nayeon, I don’t seek revenge, it's just that I have peculiar tastes when it comes to having sex. Don’t worry, I think I’m in love with you as well.”

I let out a breath she did not know I was holding. “Whatever your tastes are I will do my best to satisfy them, so please marry me and stay with me, Minari,” I said while looking into her eyes

“I’m not sure about it, but I would love to marry you Im Nayeon”. Mina said and hugged me.

“I just realized, are you not supposed to be calling me unnie? I’m pretty sure I’m older than you” I said.

“If that’s what you want I will call you unnie, but I am sure that there will be times when that will change,” she winked at me.

I did not understand what she meant but I just let it slide as I was tired and my eyes were getting heavy. “Good night Minari, I love you,” I said before I fell asleep.

To be continued.

#twice smut #minayeon #mina smut #nayeon smut #minayeon smut

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One step at a time things get easier; I think back often to when I was learning to drive, and I was scared I would never be able to. And then I was scared I would never be able to drive in a parking lot. And then I was scared of not being able to drive on the neighborhood street. And then the main street.. And then I was like that's it, I'm never gonna drive on the highway.... But it's like getting into a cold pool.... Once you start wading in, every step you take is moving you forward, even if it is slow :)) it is scary to learn how to be in this society, but these things like birds learning to fly and the scariness of jumping off a bigger ledge and being okay over time will become skills that can bring you independence, and before you know it you'll be doing all these things you never thought you would... Also your art is very good keep it up✨

ya! its jst really hard to take the baby steps atm because my dad stresses me out in the cawr (discourages me from wanting to drive) but im trying to get to a point where i can at least drive from point a to point b and back alone rn...aroo. im hoping tomorrow doesnt go Really Bad and set me back another few months

thank u!

(ⓘ this user has had a driver's license for 7 years)

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aromanticannibal · 1 year

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shinsou gets adopted by aizawa for the reason of your choice and now leaves with a fucking cryptid. this also kinda turned into siblings aizawa and shinsou. here's headcanons

aizawa sleeps, he does. it's just that shinsou has no fucking idea when that happens. he sees him sleep at school, sure, but he never sees him sleep in his actual bed or even on the couch.

I hc aizawa as autistic because did you look at this man so here are a couple autistic things he does :

he stims by meowing, purring (it's more of a weird rumbling he does in the back of his throat that can be slightly scary if it's the first time you see him do it), he makes BISCUITS and shinsou loves to joke about it and aizawa loves the jokes. he also plays with his hair a lot and bites his nails when he's stressed.

he actually masks a lot outside of his house, which is says actually makes him a really cool stealthy man but he's really just masking, which means he often gets the "you're autistic?? but you look so normal?" comment.

his special interests are cats and Yamada's radio show. he has three cats (salt, pepper and sugar) and never misses Put Your Hands Up radio. (when the special interest appeared around when he was 25, like 3 years after mic's show started, he panicked and thought Yamada would find it weird, but the dude obv was so fucking excited because his friend likes his show omg omg)

aizawa has learned a lot of social rules from necessity, because he's an underground hero and a teacher, but that doesn't mean he understands them. he also will not know ever if someone is trying to flirt with him or if someone is mad at him, however he will notice if someone's sad. he doesn't understand it either

back on track. aizawa likes to sing along to whatever music is playing, no matter what kind it is. man will sing along to fucking WAP and peace and love on planet earth in the same breath.

shinsou sings along too sometimes, but it's rare because he doesn't like singing in front of other people.

shinsou and aizawa can communicate telepathically. that's what other people think at least because there's no fucking way they're not.

they're honestly more like weird siblings than parent and child - they tried doing that, they really did, but it was too awkward.

shinsou is, neurodivergency wise, aizawa's opposite. it's almost funny how specific this is. aizawa is always sleepy. shinsou is never fucking capable of sleeping and always hyperactive, no matter how blank faced he looks (im just pushing my adhd shinsou agenda now). aizawa struggles to see how others feel (again apart from sad people) and shinsou is a fucking. empath or some shit. when aizawa wants to annoy shinsou he tells him he's an empath and when shinsou wants to annoy aizawa he tells him he's an empath this is what compatibility is. shinsou needs to be close to people, he loves touching and hugs, aizawa prefers being alone and will refuse any kind of physical contact unless it's to punch him, a kid he's helping needing comfort, or one of his students needing comfort. shinsou is ofc an exception as well and he will hug him if shinsou's noticeably in a bad mood.

it's hilarious how similar they look but how different they actually are.

in good kinda siblings fashion, they insult each other all the time, aizawa calling shinsou variations of trash raccoon child and asshole, and shinsou calling him old man or boomer if he really wants to make him tick. or asshole too.

they wouldnt die for each other but they very much would kill for each other

aizawa would punch a bitch for shinsou. he would also punch shinsou if needed /j

literally no one at school knows what their relationship is. what's wrong with them.

todoroki insists they're related and shinsou calls aizawa dad in class at some point just to see him lose his mind. he then vehemently denies it happens, which wouldn't work if aizawa was also acting like it didn't happen. todoroki is going insane.

remember how I said one of aizawa's special interests is Put Your Hands Up radio? by continuously infodumping on shinsou, he makes him hyperfixate on it too. shinsou hates him so much for it /lh

that's all I wanna write a fic about this but man. am I lazy

#shinsou hitoshi #shinso hitoshi #aizawa shouta #aizawa shota #dadzawa #but not really #mha #bnha #headcanons #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons

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sadisthetic · 1 year

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jaya string of fate au

ive mentioned string of fate au a few times here. ive finally put it together into a post. okay so the reason why ive taken so long to transfer this is bc ITS FROM JULY OF LAST YEAR. i wasnt sure if i should lightly edit it or rewrite it. because it started out as me complaining about rebooted and then me fucking craving fanfiction and hurt (i do this 24/7) and then it morphed into this au that also doubled as character/relationship analysis and me fixing rebooted with my bare fucking hands in the context of this au

anyways. jaya string of fate au with emphasis on the heartbreak of s3. half of this was written half a year ago. man i was so mad about s3 back then lol

been thinking about s3 again. whats even more frustrating about the bad het drama. is that they didnt even give jay and nya a proper break up. granted their get together wasnt on screen either BUT IF YOURE GONNA OH SO RUDELY TEAR THEM APART LIJE THAT. THE LEAST YOU CAN DO IS DO IT WITH MORE FUCKING PURPOSE. THE WRITERS JUST PITCHED A WRENCH INTO THE WORKS AT BULLET SPEED JUST BECAUSE! JUST BECAUSE THEY WANTED DRAMA. BUT FOR WHAT!!!!!!!!! MAKES ME FUCKING MAD!!!!!!!!!!!!! ALL IT DID IS DO JAY DIRTY AND NYAS CHARACTER DIRTY

nyas fucking integrity spit on. you didnt have to make her be like that. it just really fucking made her look BAD. god i wont say jay was a perfect boyfriend but he didnt deserve THAT.

anyways. i want a canon compliant jaya breakup fic set in s3 (present jem speaking: I STILL WANT THIS BY THE WAY.) im so certain nobody has written this. i think heartbreak could be a form of whump if you make it hurt enough.

well. technically. it would be more emotional hurt fic rather than whump. but im a guy who has his definitions twisted. this is whump to me. also im a guy who thinks unromantic things as romantic but also loves love thats void of romance above anything else. i can do both. anyways.

i want jay to feel absolutely crushing heartbreak. i want jay to be hurt. i want him to feel it in his chest. unfairness— rending, jealousy— twisting, want— squeezing. all he yearns for is to be with nya. because he loves her. but apparently... nya doesnt feel the same way. and it hurts

i want to consume heartbreak. i think itll be crunchy on the outside but soft and squishy on the inside. absolute chewable pleasure. lightly salty and bittersweet. i also wanna squeeze jays heart like a stress ball and maybe cause arrhythmia. scratch it a little (a lot). jay is my emotional and physical fucking chew toy

and so to make heartbreak a bit more whumpy tho... i thought up of red string of fate au...

in this version of this concept, the red string of fate is something that needs to be tied by the pair together. and the feelings behind it is what gives the string color. but sometimes if a love is fated to be, the red of the string is instantly, intensely vibrant, almost glowing

but you dont know who your soulmate is until you actually get together and tie the knot. it is not preexisting, the string does not connect people together for them to find each other before they even know the other exists. it only exists when two people make the decision to bind each other to themselves. most people dont find their soulmate but because its so often the case ppl are content with someone who isnt bc you dont need to find love in your soulmate alone, love is abundant in other places. but that isnt to say the red string of fate isnt romanticized in society tho. anyways. nya likes jay and their string is a pleasant warm red thats a little pink. its typical color for those who arent soulmates but its ok

jay is a little smitten in a slightly overbearing way tho. i think they are a couple who are a little bit mismatched in terms of showing affection. and also nya is very independent type so jays chivalrous tendencies grates on her a little but she lets it slide bc to her, jays positives outweigh his negs. hes cute and funny and they both can geek out and bond over tech stuff. thats a part of the fun.

but then the match maker thing happens and nya doesnt immediately start considering cole as a romantic interest. but she does start... considering things tho. why cole could be her match. and if he really is her soulmate. why isnt jay her perfect match? its less nya becoming interested in someone else and more nya examining herself to think about what she actually wants for herself and what she wants in a person and if jay really isnt the right guy for her in the end. she doesnt know if cole would actually give her what she wants more than jay does. but she does grow more aware of the mismatch between her and jay

but before anything could be done about her doubts and dismiss it all and just carry on with their relationship, jay finds out in the trailer and is devastated. and intensely jealous of cole.. because hes been a bit insecure about his and nyas relationship for a while now also. he jumps the gun too quick before nya could reassure him so then that Fight happens and things get messy and ugly really fast. jay makes himself look really bad in front of nya which unfortunately reinforces her doubts in jay and she thinks. maybe they shouldnt be together after all.

and so one night nya talks to jay alone. she explains herself. how shes been feeling about them. how she wants to focus on herself. and that hes too much for her and hes stifling her and she thinks it would be better if they cut things off and go back to being friends. and then she cuts the string that binds them together before jay could even object. it stings for nya but for jay it feels like his heart was sliced in two. literally. he feels a sharp pain that makes him clutch his chest. for nya, she had more time to process the severance. because she was sorta falling out of love for a while. her side of the string has become desaturated and dull. which is why she doesnt hurt as much

she doesnt realize how much jay truly loves her and how much it would hurt him when the string was cut. so when jay falls to his knees, tears falling, she just turns and walks away because she thinks its just from the heartbreak. she knew she was breaking jays heart

she doesnt realize how much hes literally hurting, how she left his heart bleeding. she knew but she didnt know. its most painful experience jay has ever felt in his life. a searing ache. theres a sudden painful void instead where there once was nyas love. its loss that was much too abrupt

heartbreak cant kill a person but it can leave them wounded. and with an abrupt disconnection like that, its why jay hung onto those feelings for nya for months after even tho he never acted on them. his half of the string refused to wither away and he didnt want to discard it either. how could he when he still loved nya. but he couldnt do anything about it though. nya made up her mind. and jay knew her well enough that she would probably hate him more if he chased after her. and so... he kept his feelings close to his chest and his sad, loose thread wrapped around his finger tight all the way until skybound...

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okay. now present day jem speaking. that was the end of original story i had written on twitter... its meant to be a missing scene (inbetween seasons) fic + au. canon compliant except for the fact its set in this au. so skybound more or less carries out the same way. except minor details being changed...

such as nadakhan approaching jay. he tells him he cannot fix or create strings of fate. but he can give him other means of winning nyas heart...

although this isnt a part of the “fic” i do imagine at the end of their divorce era.... nya who had casted away her old string, remakes her string to tie to the end of jays (and her) old one where she cut in. the thing is making strings of fate is something anyone can do regardless of being fated to be or not. what the string of fate is in this au is more of an oath... an intention to be together to the end of time. the two people are choosing to bind their fate to each other. nya, who had felt stifled in a relationship and decided she didnt need to be in one back all the months ago, realized something in skybound.... the string of fate isnt a contract or a shackle. not like how she thought... its a sentiment of how much you care about somebody to want to be connected forever. till death do us part. and jay very sincerely wanted that. he wanted to be with nya forever. and nya realizes... despite all his flaws, she really cares about him. she does want to be with him forever. she wants to be together with everyone, all her friends, her family forever. i think she doesnt know the nature of her feelings for jay. they are a bit conflicted and shes not sure how to sort out her desires from her feelings. but i think she decides to give jay a second chance of sorts. when they tie the loose ends the color on nyas side is an ambiguous grey barely tinging pink

she tells jay she doesnt want to just get back together. she wants them to start over. and jay isnt sure what that means. and by the color of the string hes not sure if it means theyre dating again either. its a very ambiguous ground theyre standing on. but... jay takes the fact that nya retied their string to mean something. that nya isnt rejecting him anymore. that she cares. that he means something to her. it gives jay hope. his feelings for her havent changed... but he decides that to just be. and take things slow. hes happy even if hes confused by what nya wants. hes connected to her again.... and that means so much to jay

i think that their relationship from the end of skybound and onward is a bit more slowburn. well its a weird sorta slowburn. because theyre together but not really. its about them figuring their relationship out. and also nya falling back in love for reals. i love navigation of ambiguous relationships. i think for a while for nya the term “girlfriend”/“boyfriend” is more loaded than the term “soulmate”. thats how fucking weird their relationship got. whats not ambiguous is that nya does love him. she wouldnt have retied their string if she didnt. whats ambiguous is the nature of that love.... its not quite platonic but shes hesitant to call it romantic. whatever. they have time to figure it out

okay. that turned out so much more aro than i was intending. but i do like leaving it like that tho. feelings are difficult to navigate arent they sometimes? how they figure it out is up to whoever. love is love. they are more than “just” friends. but romance itself is a difficult and different beast than love. but jay and nya.... they meet halfway somehow. even if it takes a bit of work

ALSO. LOOK AT THIS ART BY DAN @rotten-dan he drew it for me several months ago when i first finished this au’s original thread which ended at the breakup skdjgthulkd. HEARTBREAK!!!!!!!!!!! YEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! thank you again dan for drawing this for me

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also. heres some bonus supplemental worldbuilding that doesnt pertain to story stuff but fleshes out how i picture the world in this au to work. most of this was written to answer dans questions about this au lol... not necessary to read unless if youre interested in my take of string of fate concept lol. or unless youre interested in the bit about bruiseshipping in this au at the very end

the string is often attached to the ring finger. so its a very romantic gesture when couples tie it together to each others fingers. like putting wedding rings on each other but its more of a cute fluffy thing rather than binding. not ceremony but its a Thing. its the same level of formality as asking someone out. and string is like. supernatural. its not completely physical but its definitely exists and can be touched. but not as if a literal string is tied to them if you know what i mean? like if the pair are far apart then the strings middle isnt visible but the ends that are tied floats towards the direction of their partner. the string is like. metaphysical. its a perceivable, somewhat tangible representation of love

but if desired the string can be cut if the parties want to separate. but it usually hurts. like a lot of breakups do.

okay so. the thing is with like. almost all soulmate aus. is that they know about their soulmate. or that the evidence of who it is is instantly visible. and like..... that sorta kills part of the fun? of falling in love?

so what if they dont know until they decide to try each other out first. thats the like. the thought behind the set up for this

like. theres sometimes the occasional dumbass whos going off constantly try to find their soulmate but ultimately a soulmate isnt someone you can simply Search for and find. so those kind of people end up being pricks who never will find a soulmate in their life because they dont want to work things out with ppl who arent their soulmate. the pursuit of a soulmate will usually end in disappointment

but sometimes. for the people who do find their soulmate. its because they gravitated to each other in the first place.

like they fell in love with each other naturally. they liked the person for who they are. and so they decided to get together because they enjoy the other person so much. so when they realize they are meant to be they laugh like oh of course! they were meant to be. theyre like the hallmark movie couple of couples and the few of the very lucky ones

not being soulmates doesnt mean you can only fall in love with your soulmate tho. you can fall in love with anyone. regardless of whether theyre your soulmate or not. and even if theyre not. why does that fucking matter? the important thing isnt that they arent meant to be, but that they love each other anyways. isnt that more romantic? fuck fate the one i love is you

usually nonsoulmate relationship take more work. because the instant perfect chemisty of fated couples isnt there. buuuut. isnt that how love is like in reality? love is work sometimes. love is sometimes hard. but love is also worth it. so making the decision to work for it is more easy the more youre in love. not always the case. but in the healthy couples its usually the case

previously that the feeling behind the thread gives it its color. so. the string can end up being a different color if the feelings felt arent romantic love. most people dont know this though bc ppl who usually tie it are couples. and also it takes both of them to tie the string. every single relationship has a theoretical string color. its just most people who actually want the string are couples usually couples. and so for example, most aros dont ever even think of trying to tie it with someone bc they dont want that kinda bind. but if a curious aro wants to try it out bc they are questioning about their best friend if the two of them agree just to see. their string could actually be a different color than red. because the feelings behind it are platonic

its also entirely possible for a string to be entirely black between enemies hfhjskl. but however those kind of pair would usually NEVER tie the string together bc you know hbghsk. enemies. but if they were. it would be that color. but maybe some insane enemies who are obsessed with each other would do it tho. you know fated enemies and such

..... i have thoughts about bruiseshipping in this au also. theyre best friends, they can bind each other if they wanted to. they have the mutual sentiment required to. but due to the culture surrounding the red string of fate specifically, they never think to. even if they did consider it once they didnt ever bring it up bc awkward!!!!!! the string of fate is the symbol of love. couples treat it a bit frivolously but it is a loaded thing. the string of fate is conversely isnt strictly about love but its just often the case when you want to connect the souls of two people for eternity its usually because of love. theoretically i think their string color would actually oscillate between black and their standard representative color (maybe ill go with light blue lol....) depending on if theyre fighting or not. because it would be funny if it did. also. i think they might try it only after jay and nya retie their string of fate. because then they see its an option to tie strings of fate nonromantically. so theyre like... hey.... do you wanna like... just see? and thats that. two besties bound. jay has two strings of fate now

hysterically it would be funny if all the ninjas did it to each other. it would be a mess. but a colorful one. you know those ship charts where ppl draw lines for their otps and notps. its like that but its not shipping its just relationships and also every single person is connected to every single other person. not saying it has to happen in this au its just that the image of it is so fucking funny to me i had to say it. it would be useful tho if they wanted to find each other wherever they are. practical

maybe they should do that. idk

anyways. thats the end of my au. the post is longer than my og thread of it hjhklkjlkghjf. anyways. thats my weird subversion of string of fate au for jaya. writing the endgame jaya part tonight made think again. damn. im so fucking aro. i think the way i write romance always turn out not so romantic because of it. but also. THIS IS PEAK ROMANCE. SUBVERT BORING ROMANCE TROPES INTO SOMETHING LESS AMATANORMATIVE AND MORE INTERESTING FOR YOUR ENRICHMENT. I RECOMMEND IT. ITS MORE FUN. thats my biased aro ass speaking tho. but for reals. subvert tropes. find out what makes something truly romantic. anyways thanks for reading all of this. i am very fond of this au..... especially for the breakup scene lol...............

#my concepts #jaya #jem.txt #ninjago talk #its shorter than hanahaki au at least #also this is THE MOST aro take on string of fate possible #there might be typos it is 5:30am #ninjago

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curiouskurona · 2 years

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i think part ( not all ) of tha reason fakir grew to resent mytho so much was probably because of his role as a caretaker for mytho .

we see in episode 3 that mytho can't tell when he's hungry / full . does fakir have to make sure that he eats ? has mytho collapsed after hours of dancing without eating anything because he forgot he was supposed to , and couldn't feel that he was hungry ?

we see that mytho often hangs around their dorm in just(?) a button up shirt . fakir choosing what mytho wears is a popular headcanon / its widely considered fanon ( i don't think its ever been confirmed as canon but please correct me if im wrong ) . does fakir also have to help him get dressed and undressed ?

does fakir have to help mytho shower ( this isnt a shippy post , dont maek this weird ) , because if he doesn't , mytho will space out n stay under tha water for hours and catch a cold ? does he have to keep checking up on mytho for every little thing , time his meals and showers and bathroom breaks , make sure hes dressed before they leave their dorm , make sure he isnt overworking himself by dancing too often / for too long ?

idk . i have a lot of thoughts / feelings / opinions about fakir . admittedly , not all of them are very good . but i do feel for him in some aspects , and i do recognize that he was just a kid

karon was there for them growing up , of course , but fakir is shown to spend time wandering around with mytho alone . telling mytho off for getting himself into trouble , trying to protect him from himself . it must have been an even bigger responsibility when they moved out of their house and into tha school dorms . it must have been even moar stressful for him . i wonder how often he lamented over his situation , how often he wished he could have a normal school life instead of worrying about mytho and tha looming presence of the story

i wonder when exactly it was that fakir started seeing mytho as moar of a burden than anything else . when he went from " im going to protect mytho !! he needs me !! " to " im going to isolate , berate , and control mytho . its not liek he can feel anything anyways , he isnt a person , just a responsibility i got saddled with in this stupid story . i always take care of mytho , i know whats best for him . and if i take some of my anger out on him then who cares , its fine "

imagine being nine and having to make sure this guy thats been 14 for liek 3 years eats on time because if you ( or your dad ) dont remind him he will starve to death because he cant feel hunger or tha pain that comes with it . what does that do to a nine year olds psyche . would you think that was weird ? would you think it was kind of annoying , liek " what tha hell ur older than me how do you not know how to do this stuff , how are you so airheaded and blank faced and helpless . god , just come over here " ?

anyways . this post has kind of lost tha plot ( lol ) , i started going on some tangents but . yeah . mytho probably was pretty dependent on fakir and karon . im not saying hes as helpless as a baby , mytho knows how to eat and read and bathe and talk . but not being able to feel / know what your body is doing + constantly disassociating / spacing out probably makes it pretty hard for mytho to take care of himself . and im willing to bet it caused at least some of tha strain on his and fakirs relationship

#man .#mytho #fakir #princess tutu #pt #meta #uploads

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mnikhowozu · 4 months

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7, 10, 12, and 28 for the courier asks?

ahhh thank you for asking ira!! 💖 this was actually really helpful for fleshing him out more!

7: favorite companions? least favorite companions?

im going to absolutely whiff this one bc i haven't gotten everyone yet and have mostly traveled alone when playing the game 😭 so its all subject to change

he's not really the sort of person to *hate* many people. he probably says he likes all of his companions equally, even if that's not fully accurate.

chip sort of picks up boone by accident, but he appreciates the hired muscle because he's quite rattled after the goodsprings incident. they mutually don't talk much about their pasts and have a very weird, sad, unspoken homoerotic cowboy tension going.

i think he really enjoys raul's company, and likely, he reminds him a bit of his family-- though chip can't remember much in detail about his past. he's probably his favorite, though less for entirely practical reasons and more because he's just really nice to have around.

he'd like lily, too, for the same reasons--she's comforting to have around and finds her situation really relatable (traumatic brain injury 🤝 nightkin mental illness)

his absolute favorites, though, are ED-E and rex, since they don't judge him for much and are pretty lovable.

10: where were they born/raised? when/why did they leave?

chip is from battle mountain, nevada:

and grew up with his mother, aunties, uncles, and grandmother on (former) res lands. they were mostly farmers/ranchers. his father was a caravaneer and visited when he could, though he disappeared sometime in chip's teenage years. not long after, chip decided to leave home to look for his father. in the process, he joined the mojave express to make some money for his travels. he's continued to look for him over the years, though he's been having a difficult time. more on that in a different question, i'm sure ;)

12: how did the bullet affect them?

chip DEFINITELY has a TBI and some personality changes and frequent mood-swings. he also has amnesia to the degree that he can't remember his own name (but he could remember the platinum chip, hence, "chip.") he's usually quite friendly and easy-going with a weirdo sort of charm; though he sometimes has depressive episodes, gets anxious or paranoid, gets overly angry at small things, and has trouble with attention and processing information. he's not very good with hacking computers anymore, for example.

another big change is his becoming very attached to a crow he's named bernard. they met in goodsprings, after bernard came up to his grave site and started pecking his fingers and following him around. he usually sits on his shoulder, hat, or sometimes lets chip hold him in his coat. chip "talks" to bernard often to cope with his stress.

28: how do they feel about killing people? do they try to avoid it?

before being shot, i think he would have objected pretty strongly to killing people and likely only carried a hand-gun on him for emergencies with wildlife.

afterwards, though, his stance is much changed. he can be a bit trigger-happy, though with his (unknowing) charisma, he's generally pretty good at talking himself out of trouble.

#oc: chip #courier six

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xxlynxxx · 1 year

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Could’ve been Levi Ackerman x Black reader part 2.

A/N: For the sake of this story lets pretend Levi is 5′10 lol. Also smuttttt warning ;)

Levi

“Did you hear me son?” My moms voice brought me out of my thoughts that seemed to be reiterating itself. “Yeah, you’re gonna come stay in a couple weeks. got it.” I said setting the phone up so she could see me as I stirred the pasta on the stove.

“Son, I worry about you sometimes and you know if my sickness takes a turn i just don’t wa-”

“Mom, stop talking like that. It wont come back and i’m fine. Now tell me about your vacation.” that seemed to ease her because she started rambling on about what she did on the vacation i just sent her and my aunts on.

My mother had lupus and some days were worse than others. The medication and lifestyle the doctor had her on seemed to be working so far, she just worried too much about getting real ill again or leaving me and my little sister Isabel behind. “Anyways, enough about that. Hows the family? You know i miss my grandson. I havent seen him in awhile, i just cant wait to see you guys. Make sure your sister is actually coming this time. You know how that girl can be with all her partying and drinking ugh she worries me that she will never settle down.” I rolled my eyes as she began to ramble on again. Erwin walked into the kitchen and mouthed ‘your mom?’ before i nodded and he backed out of the kitchen. ‘Thank God.’ My mom had a weird crush on Erwin and if she saw him i would be on the phone all night.

“Hey mom, i gotta go. Im gonna burn the food if i dont pay attention. I will make sure Isabel is there. Alright?”

“Okay, call me tomorrow Levi. I mean it! I love you my handsome boy, i cant wait to see you!” i quickly said my goodbyes before hanging up.

“Dinner almost ready my handsome boy?” Erwin joked returning to the kitchen, setting plates on our dining room table.

“Fuck off.” I rolled my eyes and took the pot off the stove taking it to the dinner table.

“So, you don’t seem so sick to me, why did you leave early today?” Erwin asked cutting off a piece of garlic bread. I shrugged. “Petra is trying to get me to move back in. Then my mom text saying she's gonna come visit so of of course she cant know that i live with you and not at home.”

Erwin nods. “So you're stressed because now you have to act like the perfect family while your mom stays?” “yeah” I sigh starting to lose my appetite just by talking about what awaits me back home.

“You are your moms pride and joy, i don't get why you just don't say ‘hey mom, Petra and i are separated and on our way to a divorce and by the your grandson? Yeah he’s not really mine.’ See? that’s so easy.” I roll my eyes again at Erwin. Which feels like a pretty reoccurring action.

“Maybe its easy for you since you tell your mommy everything.” Now it was his turn to roll his eyes. “I just don't wanna stress her out, she's been through a lot this year. Plus, she's already stressed over Isabel. Just don't wanna add to it. Let alone think about Petra”

“I understand. There is something I wanted to ask you.” He says and i cock my eyebrow at him. “Now, don’t jump down my throat. I couldn't help but to notice you taking her out to lunch often. Which isn't typically Levi behavior to be so... dare i say doting?” I almost choked on my water. ‘Fuck... am i being obvious?’

“And, if you're thinking ‘damn, am i obvious?’ yes..yes you are. At least to me.”

“Erwin i-”

“BUT” He cuts me off wagging his finger at me with his dramatic self. “I noticed today you ignored the poor woman this morning, and then later at lunch when i let her know you wouldn't be back today she looked for a split moment like i had just shot and mutilated her dog right in front of her.”

“Okay that's a little much.” I say picking up my plate to take it to the kitchen. Erwin following behind me “So I ask my dear handsome boy. What's going on?”

I lean against the counter glaring at him, hopefully to make him uncomfortable enough that he will fuck off. It doesn't work he just stares back smiling annoyingly wide. “and don't lie because, for a lawyer you're not good at lying when it comes to yourself.”

“Nothings going on, I find her attractive but she works for me. So I'll just look and not touch.” Erwin slowly nods.

“Yeah so how long do you think you can keep that up for? Im all for you finding happiness especially after your divorce is final from the wicked witch of the east, but then again you do have a point. “

“Yeah, i think ill just die an old lonely man.” I say turning my back to him putting the leftovers in the fridge.

“Wrong, because tonight we are gonna go out and drink like we are 21 again and maybe even meet some ladies.” He says doing a little dance.

“I'm so good on that actually. Besides i have go to the office in the morning and finish up on the paperwork i didnt do today.”

“Thats so funny that you think you have a choice.” He laughs obnoxiously all the way to his room. I sigh going to mine to get ready.

2 shots in and I'm kind of enjoying my time out. Erwin invites two woman to our table after buying them drinks. One of them keeps rubbing her leg up and down mine under the table. It makes me think of the other day when Ivy did it. If this was her sitting next to me doing it, i would be much more receptive. I excuse myself from the table once i feel her hand land on my thigh. “I'm gonna get a beer.” I state out loud mainly to Erwin. “I can come wi-” The one whos been touching me for the last 20 minutes responds but I'm already walking away from the table. Luckily she stays put.

Deciding to drink my beer at the bar i pull out my phone and open up Instagram. Hange convinced me to create one a couple months ago but I didn't post any pictures. To keep from looking like a “spam account” as Hange put it, I just put a profile picture and my name. I had no use for this app until after meeting Ivy. I found her through Connie's followers. I mentally thanked Connie for making me follow him.

Fortunately her page isn't private, i felt like a creep for how many times i searched her account just to stalk her page and check if she posted any new pictures. I noticed that her profile picture had a pinkish/orange ring around it. ‘Thats interesting’ I clicked to see what would happen and saw she was out. She posted a video of a blonde girl taking a shot, the next video was of them clinking glasses, after was the last post she put. It was a selfie of her in a bar, the lights in the background looked familiar, I turned around and noticed the lights near the bathroom looked just like the ones in her picture. ‘Is she here?’ I looked back n forth between her photo and the lights behind me.

“You good man?” Erwin came up behind me grabbing my shoulder.

“Yeah, i just started talking to the bartender and lost track.” I Lied which he caught on to.

“They’re leaving, and they invited us back to their place. I have no problem telling them no if you're not into it.”

“I’m definitely not into it. But you should go, have fun i dont mind.”

“No, i was hoping you would say no, im not feeling it either. I'm just gonna walk them out to their uber and ill be back.” Erwin, always the gentleman. I made my way back to our table. Keeping a look out for Ivy. I was certain she had to still be here. The photo was posted 10 minutes ago.

Just as i suspected she walked from the bathroom area with a blonde holding her hand leading her to a table on the other side of the room. She sat with her back away from me. She couldn't see me but i had my eyes on her. I noticed the other men watching her as she walked to her table. You had to be blind not to think this woman was beautiful. Her beautiful sandy brown skin always seemed to be glowing. She had the biggest brown eyes. Every emotion she had shown in them, her hair was a beautiful shade of auburn. Tonight her beautiful tight coils were out and free. She never wore her hair down at work. I wanted nothing more than to wrap my finger around a curl. Or maybe get a handful of it as she-

“What are you looking at?” Erwin pulled me out of my thoughts before they turned lewd. “Did you wanna go to a different bar?”

“No, lets stay.” I said a little to eager

“Okay, someone caught your eye?” Erwin sat next to me looking in the direction i had been.

“Don't be obvious, but that's Ivy.” I said turning my back to the table she sat at. Erwin smiled and waved in that direction, catching the eye of Ivy’s friend.

“What? that's great! I’m gonna invite them over. Go to the bar and order whatever they’re drinking.” He said getting up

“Erwin wait!″ I tried to grab for him but he was already halfway across the room.

Ivy

“Quick! How do my tits look?” I gave Hitch a thumbs and tried to keep from looking behind her at Levi. I noticed he tried to grab Erwin's arm when he was coming over here. ‘damn, he really must be trying to avoid me.’

"Hello Ivy. I thought that was you, small world.” Erwin smiled down at me.

“Hello, Mr. Smith. its nice to see you again.” I don't know why i tried to sound so formal. I immediately sobered up.

“Ah come on Ivy, we’re out of the office. Please call me Erwin.” I nodded “And whos your lovely friend?” He asked taking Hitch’s hand kissing the back of it, which she ate right up. If there wasn't so many people in this room she would've pounced right on him by the look she was giving.

“Hitch, but you can call me baby.” She winked at him. I rolled my eyes but, Erwin seemed find it amusing. He gave a big laugh and kissed the back of her hand again.

“Well would you ladies like to accompany Levi and I tonight? we’ve got a section over there, its too much room for just us.”

“Yes! “ Hitch answered before i could. She was already up and following Erwin forgetting her purse. I grabbed our things and slowly made my way over. Levi was at the bar and made his way back to the table at the same time i did. Setting down a drink for Hitch and I. She happily thanked him while I avoided eye contact and gave a quiet ‘thanks’.

“Of course.” He said taking his seat across from Hitch and Erwin leaving a spot in the booth for me right next to him.

Hitch giggled across from me as Erwin whispered something in her ear. I could feel Levi burning a whole in the side of my face so i pulled my phone out scrolling through Instagram. Luckily for my privacy screen he couldn't see what i was looking at if he decided to lean closer to peep. I liked a couple photos before going to my insta story to look at who viewed it. ‘Levi.Ackerman87′ viewed my story. My stomach felt like it had a whole cage of butterflies in it. Checking my following i didnt see his name on there. I glanced over at him, he was making small talk with Hitch and Erwin. Putting my phone back into my purse, I stood up. “I’m gonna use the bathroom, ill be back.”

“Oh do you want me to go with you?” Hitch asked.

“No, I'm okay. Ill be quick.” I said before heading to the back towards the restroom. This bathroom was one of those fancy clean types that had a person inside waiting with mints and rolled up towels, luckily the person who was supposed to be in here left out as i entered. I drenched a towel in the cold water and placed it on the back off my neck to cool myself off. I took my phone out again just to double check what i saw. ‘Yup, Levi.Ackerman87′ Clicking on his profile he had no pictures, just as i expected. But his profile picture was definitely him. I held my phone close to my face to get a better view. He wasn't smiling, but a long haired seal point cat laid across his shoulder ,with its tail covering a side of his face. ‘ugh, why is he so cute with zero effort.’ If someone were to walk in i would look pretty dumb. My phone so close to my face while i smiled and giggled like an idiot to myself. I washed my hands and walked out the bathroom heading back to the table. I slowed my pace when i noticed that Levi was at the table by himself.

“Uhm, they went to get more drinks.” He said as i took my seat looking over at the bar. Hitch had her arms leaned on the countertop as Erwin stood smiling down at her. His hand placed on her hip as she giggled at something he said ‘mans cant be that funny.’ i thought. “How are you?” Levi asked bringing my attention from the view at the bar to the beautiful raven haired man sitting inches away from me.

“I’m quite fine. How are you? I heard you were sick. Remind me to get your doctors info, he must work miracles.” I was proud of myself until i saw the slight frown on his face that he immediately replaced with his normal stoic look.

“Yeah, i think it was just a bad migraine...needed a break.” i nodded.

“You’re right, i’m sorry. I dont think i’ve ever heard of you missing a day of work.” Embarrassed with my unusual behavior i turned my gaze to watch the other occupants around us. Levi was silent next to me, but i could feel him looking at me and then down at his hands and then back to my face.

“I cant stop thinking about you.” He said in a faster pace than he usually talked. My heart quickened.

“What?” I said now giving him my full attention.

“I know its not ethical of me, but i cant get you out of my mind. I'm actually dreading Hange coming back because I'm not ready to let you go.” He opened his mouth like he had more to say but Hitch and Erwin's laughter killed whatever tension was in the air as they took their seats.

The rest of the night Levi seemed to have relaxed after his confession. That made one of us because now i was more nervous than before. I couldn't believe he would so confidently say something like that. I was used to men beating around the bush with me. Levi kept scooting closer to me throughout the night until his hand was the only thing from keeping our thighs touching. Hitch and I started our own conversation as Levi and Erwin started talking about work related things. Levi finished off his glass of whiskey as his pinky rubbed against my thigh which at first i thought was an accident until it started moving gently up and down. I tried to keep my face from showing any emotion as i listened to Hitch’s story about her class of 10th graders. I guess he took that as me enjoying it, which he wasn't wrong. His hand found its way to my thigh and he gave it a light squeeze. My face didn't react but my body sure was. My thighs squeezed together as the heat between my legs grew more intense. To make matters worse he pushed my legs apart with one hand and rubbed circles on my inner thigh. Now, I'm not tiny girl. I have curves, this mans whole hand was squeezing my full thigh like it was nothing.

A couple drinks later and we were heading out the doors. “Ivy, I'm gonna go home with Erwin, I would say take Levi to our place but,he doesn't seem like your type.” She giggled. Hitch wasn't wrong. Normally i would never go for guys like Levi. My typed seemed to be broken man-child’s who could never fully commit. Levi was the first older and very mature guy I'd ever had feelings for.

“I can drive you home.” Levi said as Hitch waved from inside the uber with Erwin.

“ Are you ok to drive?” I asked following him to his car. He threw a glance at me over his shoulder as if to say ‘really bitch?’

“I had 4 drinks Ivy. I could probably do a backflip right now.” He said opening the passenger door for me. “Besides, i wouldn't put you in any harm.” He said looking at me as he slid into his seat. It’s not like i was drunk out of my mind. I mean i paced myself like i always do and had water in between my drinks. I just still couldnt believe that the Levi everyone tried to stay clear of and stay on his good side was talking to me like this. Besides earlier today, he had never made me feel like i was a bother.

Levi reached over taking me out of my thoughts ‘oh my god he’s gonna kiss me.’ I prepared myself for our first kiss, but he leaned past me and grabbed my seatbelt clicking it. “Safety first.” He smirked at me before clicking his own seatbelt and starting the car.

Per usual Levi gave me the aux. I typed my address into his maps and, put on Lullaby by Umi and looked out the window. New York was beautiful at night. Especially this time of year when everything was decorated for Christmas. “ I meant what i said earlier.” Levi said making you look at him. God, he was fine. I studied his face, he was still looking at the road and glanced at me real quick. Tightening his grip on the wheel. “I feel like im going crazy.” He chuckled. “I’m actually losing sleep over it, you should feel bad for me.” He smiled and i laughed.

Levi parked outside my building. I felt stupid for not telling him that i felt the same. I was losing sleep over him too. “Do you want some tea before you go home? If we’re lucky you might kill enough time to miss Erwin and Hitch.” I laughed trying to cut through the thick air in the car that appeared after his second confession.

“Yeah i’d like that.” He said turning off the car and hopping out to come open my door before i did. He followed me up to my apartment on the second floor. “ I hope you're not allergic to dogs.” I turned to him, my back pressed against my door.

“Allergic? no. Wary? Most definitely.” I nodded and held a finger up at him.

“Wait here and when you hear me, come in.” He nodded as I slipped inside the door. My doberman Arlo already waiting at the door to either greet or snap at who came in. “Okay, you can come in.” I said grabbing my pup’s collar. Levi looked right and left before coming in and his eyes widened as he looked at Arlo by my side. “Come, let him smell you so he knows you’re not a threat.”

“I’m not sure i wanna do that.” Levi awkwardly laughed.

I rolled my eyes smiling at him “ Now don’t tell me you’re scared of my little baby.”

“Tch, i wouldn’t consider him little.” Levi scoffed. “If he’s harmless than why are you holding him back?”

“Because he can smell your fear and that’s what gets him going.” I laughed at my little joke but Levi didn’t find it funny as he glared at me which only made me laugh harder. “No, i just wanted you to feel safe. See I'm in control, He listens to me.” I said letting go of Arlo’s collar telling him to stay and he did just as i said. I reached my hand out to Levi and he cautiously grabbed it. I pulled him over to us and stood us in front of Arlo. Holding Levi’s wrist in my hands as he slightly stood behind me i let Arlo sniff him. He sniffed his hand a couple times and then started to lick it. “ See! he accepts you.” I smiled at Levi, leaning down and rubbing Arlo behind his ears “such a good boy!” I praised. Levi held his hand a little away from him because it was covered in slobber.

“Come here, you can wash your hands in the kitchen while I start the tea.” I said leading him to the kitchen sink.

“Your apartment is very clean.” Levi said watching me take off my shoes and slip on my slippers. He took his shoes off as well and i placed them on the shoe rack near the front door. That’s something i noticed Levi and i had in common. I kept my house tidy, or at least tried to. Hitch was kind of unorganized but we managed.

“Thank you i try. My mom would give me an ear full if my place was dirty. Growing up she instilled cleanliness in us so now i cant help but to continue the tradition.” I said placing a coaster down and putting his tea in front of him. Sitting down across from him with my own mug of peach and ginger sweetness.

“My mom is the same way, she used to clean houses when I was a kid and would sometimes take me on big jobs with her. Its like a hobby now.” He smiled like he enjoyed a memory in his mind.

“I didn’t know your mom used to clean homes?” Not judging but i and many people at the company assumed Levi grew up a rich kid the same way Erwin did. “I don't talk about it. I’m pretty sure none of my colleagues grew up they way i did.” He trusted me enough to let me in on that detail about his life. My heart swelled.

“Talk to me about you.” He said leaning back in his seat.

“Ugh, i hate that question. I never know what to say.” I groaned dramatically, rubbing my scalp.

“Fine lets do a game. I ask a question and then you can ask me one in return. Nothing is off limits.” I could get down with that.

“Well ask me something specific.” He rubbed his chin thinking.

“What’s your middle name?” Okay he’s starting off tame.

“Rose. What’s yours?” Great question Ivy. Even though i really wanted to ask what color his di-

“Tal. How old are you?” What a beautiful name.

“That's beautiful, does it mean something? and I'm 26.” He nodded taking another sip of tea.

“ It’s Hebrew for rain dew. That’s a relief because you look like you could be 20.” He said smirking.

“I always get told that, i guess i should consider it a compliment. Do you speak Hebrew?” Now I'm gonna imagine him giving me commands in two different languages. ‘God, why is my mind always in the gutter when he’s around?’

“Its a compliment. You’ll appreciate it more when you get older, and I speak enough. I’m surprised you didn't ask me how old i am.”

“That’s because I already know your age Levi dot Ackerman 87.” I smirk at him trying to look unfazed.

“Are you stalking me?” He asked finishing off his tea and placing it into my dishwasher. ‘That shouldn’t be hot but it is.’

“Quite the contrary Levi. I think you have been stalking me.”

“How’d you find out?” Shame. I thought he was gonna deny some more.

“Come here.” I waved him over, he stands behind my seat as i open up my phone and show him how you can view whos seen your snap story. He leans down his face near mine as he looks over my shoulder as i point out his name. He scoffs and i laugh. "Now, 35 ain’t old but that was definitely an old person mistake.” I begin to laugh harder as he glares down at me a small smirk on his lips.

Levi joins in my laughter. After awhile we calm down staring at each other in silence. Levi pushes a curl behind my ear. “So beautiful.” He mumbles. “You make it impossible to not want you.” He says caressing my jaw. I don't even care about the consequences now, I've never wanted anyone as bad as i want him.

Levi grabs my chin making me look up at him. His thumb going over my bottom lip. I’m drunk on him and he’s barely touched me. The way he’s looking down at me like I'm the most fragile, beautiful thing he’s ever laid his eyes on has me feeling hot in more ways than one. I open my mouth a little as Levi pushes his thumb inside. I don’t know what’s coming over me, what spell his ashen eyes have on me. I graze my bottom teeth over his digit, giving a kitten lick before closing my mouth around it.

“Suck.” Is the only command Levi gives me and I do as I'm told, keeping eye contact. A scarlet tint covers Levi’s cheeks as his mouth opens slightly, and if i thought he couldn’t get any hotter he lets out a low groan as i grab onto his wrist to take his thumb further into my mouth.

“I don’t care what happens.” He says removing his thumb and standing me up. Everything feels like it happens in one fluid motion as Levi pushes me up against the kitchen wall. One hand around my neck and the other that has a tight grip on my hip. The way Levi is kissing me, i can’t explain it. Like he’s making love to my mouth. His kisses are slow and sensual, running his tongue in my mouth like he’s trying to savor the last drop. The hand on my waist has now traveled to grip my thighs like earlier, but he doesn’t stay there. Levi pushes my legs apart with his knee and glides his hand up my thighs until he’s playing with my panty line. He releases my mouth for a second to help me out of my underwear. I’ve never been more proud of myself for wearing a thong. Levi stares me deep in my eyes as he puts my thong in his pocket instead of discarding it on the floor. I never knew it was possible to be as wet as I am.

Instead of holding me neck his hand is hovering near my hair “May i?” He asks and not able to find words i just nod with my mouth slightly ajar. Levi grabs the hair on the back of my head gently gripping it and pulling my head back to gain full access to my neck. He’s careful to not leave hickeys on the places it would be hard to cover. He kisses up my neck back to claim my mouth again. I could kiss him for hours. “Turn around.” He says before giving my one last kiss on my lips. I do as he says and he unzips the back of my dress. But he doesn’t take it all the way off, just my back and the top of my ass is exposed. I don’t feel him touching me anymore so i glance over my shoulder. Levi is just taking in my appearance. “It should be criminal being able to touch you the way i am.” he says running a finger up my spine giving me chills. He steps closer to whisper in my ear. “And it should be very criminal the way I'm about to ruin you. I don’t want to leave room for any thoughts of another man again in that pretty head of yours.” He kisses my cheek as he peels my dress off. Grabbing my hand to help me step out of it. I began to turn around. “No, turn back around for me.” I nod turning back around. My breast pushed against the wall. Levi moved my hair off my shoulders to kiss my neck, down to my shoulders, making his way to leave open kisses against my spine. He’s on his knees behind me as he’s kissing the dimples above my ass. One hand keeping me steady against the wall while the other spreads my thighs. Levi kisses my ass. I moan, I never thought gentle kisses on my ass would turn me on and get me this wet. At this point I'm dripping and he hasn��t even touched my sacred part yet. Levi chuckles and then does it again to each one giving it a little nibble. "I just wanna worship this ass.” He uses the hand that spread my thighs to slap my ass, running his tongue on the reddened skin after. Another moan escapes my lips “Levi, please.” I pant.

He kisses his way back up to my mouth. His large hands gripping and groping all over me except where i need him the most. I hook my leg over his hip to bring him closer. The hand not kneading my breast slides down my abdomen and right between my legs where I've been craving him. I let out a gasp as he gathers my slick before inserting one, then two fingers in. “Because you asked so nicely” He smirks against my mouth. His fingers are sinful, using his thumb to circle my clit while his index and middle finger curl and stretch me out. Bringing me close to the sweet release that’s been building up. Levi pulls away his fingers and his mouth from me, earning himself a frown and a confused look. The lust filled look in his eyes is one of hunger, like he wants to do nothing but devour me. Bringing up the fingers he just had inside me he sucks off the juices i left on him. “Mmm, just as sweet as i imagined. I don’t think i can continue without tasting more.” I’m in awe, his eyes, the moan he let out tasting me on his fingers, the language. I do nothing but nod leading him to my bedroom with his hands on my hips and his lips never leaving my neck. This man is the grand multi tasker. How he can do this in a dimly lit hall and not skip a beat is beyond me. There is nothing he can’t do.

“Lay on the bed for me. Keep your legs open.” I crawl on the bed laying my head against my pillow, Levi waits for me to pull my legs up and spread them. He smiles as I do so. “Good girl.” He says walking to my bedside table using my little remote to turn the fairy lights in my room a beautiful shade of purple. “Much better, I like to see while I eat.” He smirks unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it off. ‘Damn’ I mean i know he had some muscle from how broad his shoulders look in his button ups but this man was art. Art I wanted to drag my tongue across. Levi stood at the foot of the bed, grabbing my legs to pull my down to the end of the bed. He kneeled eye level to my pussy. I’ve only had a couple guys go down on me before. A couple hookups in college and rarely my ex would. They all sucked, so i grew to not care for it, thinking maybe it was just me from hearing the stories my friends talked about mind blowing orgasms they got from it. I also never did much with lights on. Always feeling insecure in my body since a young age. Levi was opening the door for a lot of my firsts.

I suddenly felt self conscious about being so exposed. Physically and mentally. “Don’t hide from me.” He said opening my legs again rubbing up and down my thigh. My hands covered my face. “Ivy, i wont do this if it makes you uncomfortable.” Levi peeked at me from around my legs grabbing my arm to take my hands off my face.

“No!” I said a little too eager. “I just, I don't do oral.. often. I’ve never finished and i don’t want you to think its something you did. I think I'm just broken.” I awkwardly chuckled. The look on Levi’s face was pure disbelief, quickly replaced with determination and lust.

“Sit up, i want you to watch me. I’m so eager to taste you again, it should be something we both enjoy. “ He said kissing my inner thighs as I leaned up on my elbows nodding at him to show I'm ready. He kissed all the way up my thigh. First placing a gentle kiss on my clit. I had to keep from moaning. He brought both my legs over his shoulder placing another kiss on my clit flicking his tongue on the sensitive bud. Switching his flicks out for swirls had me opening my legs for him more. ‘Yeah I definitely hadn't had it like this.’ I bucked my hips forward throwing my head back to let out breathy moans. Levi slid two fingers in me gently nipping my clit then swirling his tongue around it before sucking. “Ungh Levi i-.” He smirked up at me repeating the same combo over again. I felt euphoric. If there was a drug of this feeling i would be a fiend.

I gripped the hair on the back of his head as Levi removed his fingers and ate me out the same way he was kissing me in the kitchen, hot and sloppy. I couldn’t help but to buck against his face trying to catch that release. “Such a good girl, fuck my face just like that.” As if he said magic words the air in my lungs were knocked out and all i could do was moan his name like a dirty chant. “That’s it Ivy.” He said leaning over me placing his two fingers back in as he brought me over the edge.

I lay on the bed panting like a ran a marathon. Levi crawled over me smirking kissing up my abdomen, over tp my breast giving each nipple a bite. He kissed me rolling his tongue over mine. “You see how good you taste? I could eat you all day.” I sat up on my knees to unbuckle his pants. Levi stood off the bed to pull his pants down, now standing in his black briefs that did nothing to hide the tint. Tint was actually an understatement, The head of his dick was poking out from his waistband. It glistened under the purple light. I sat up on my knees to kiss him again placing my hand on his bulge. ‘There's no way this is gonna fit.’ I thought to myself. “Ivy, i uh i dont have condom. I didnt expect for this to happen. We dont have to do this tonight."

“I’m on the pill!” I said a little to eager. Even after that leg shaking orgasm i just had i still wanted him, needed him. “And i trust you.” I said pulling him closer by hooking my finger into his briefs.

“I trust you too.” The look in his eyes was soft, like his words meant more. Kissing him again I pulled his briefs down and laid back onto my bed as he stepped out of them. My eyes went right to his member. I always imagined Levi would be packing. He had an aura about him. He had to at least be 7 1/2 or 8 inches I'm not sure. The girth is what got me, nice and thick with a slight curve. I wanted him in my mouth. I leaned forward to return the favor.

“You don’t have to do that. “ He placed his hand on my shoulder. “Plus I'm dying to be inside of you.” He said settling on top of me capturing my lips again. Levi grabbed his dick rubbing it between my folds gathering my slick on his tip. Gently pushing inside. I gripped his shoulders. Digging my nails into his skin. Its been almost a year since I last had sex but, regardless i don't think that would make taking him any easier. Levi buried his face in the crook of my neck as he pushed all the way in “fuck, you're so tight baby.” Levi moaned his voice muffled. Not wanting to wait to adjust i pushed my hips against him to let him know to move.

Levi was slow and sensual, taking his time dragging out of me and pushing in painfully slow. “Leviii ungh.” I moaned throwing my head back against the pillows.

“Use your words.” He used one arm to keep himself above me while the other slowly tightened around my neck. Kissing me hard. “Use your words baby.” He murmured against my lips. Keeping his sinful deep and slow pace.

“Faster, please fuck me faster. Ruin me Levi.” That’s all he needed. The grip around my neck tightened making me clench tighter around his dick. Levi pulled one of my legs over his shoulder and began his assault on my pussy. At this point my only vocabulary was ‘right there’ or ‘harder’. Levi was fucking me dumb that soon i couldn't say anything but incoherent words mixed with his name.

“You cant even speak can you baby?” Levi said against my ear not letting up on his pace. He reached his hand between you two to rub on your clit. It was too much, but you loved it.

“Levi i mm please.” He smirked at me barely forming a sentence. Levi sat up on his knees holding my legs behind my knees. Slowing his pace down a little but the way he slammed into you was ungodly and as you felt your second release that night building up you didn’t want him to stop.

“You’re, gonna take all of this dick. Like the good girl you are.” He said flipping me over to all fours. This new position putting him so deep I let out a muffled scream as pressed my face in the pillows. “Answer me.” He says slapping my ass. The grip he has on my hips is sure to leave bruises.

“Yes Levi.” I moaned out his name. Levi switched to long deep strokes while reaching his hand between us again to rub on my clit. This man was gonna kill me. Now i could see why some woman went crazy over dick. I don’t know how any other man could ever compare in bed now that i had Levi. I didn’t want other man again. Levi had me already thinking about a monogamous relationship[p. Had me imagining a white picket fence and what our kids would like.

“ Look at yourself”. Levi pulled my chin up to look in my large mirror across the room. He had a nice view of himself fucking me. The look in his eyes as he looked down at his dick going in and out of me to him looking up smirking in the mirror. Levi’s mouth was slightly open and his brow furrowed as he let out pants and moans. Leaning over to whisper the most lewd things of what he wanted to do to my body. ‘I wanna hear how loud you scream when i put it in your ass. would you let me do that baby?’ to ‘I want you on all fours watching me in the mirror as I eat it from behind.’

“Levi i mmm i’m gonna cum.” I moan pushing my ass back to meet his thrusts. “Me too baby, i’m so close. Turn around i wanna look at you when you come on my cock.” Levi laid me on my back like i weighed nothing. God, this man is everything. He leaned down to kiss me picking his pace up again, i tightened around him. My second orgasm that night crashing hard. My back arching a bit off the bed as Levi is still fucking into me chasing his orgasm.

”Keep fucking me like that baby.” He says as i raise my hips to meet his while he rubs my clit again overstimulating me in the best way. At this point i don't know if I'm screaming or moaning.

Levi finishes collapsing on top of me, laying his head on my chest. Both of us laying there trying to catch our breath. He looks up at me. Both us laughing because the only sound in the room is us panting. He looks over at the the clock reading 3:51. “ I haven't been up this late in awhile. “ He chuckles laying next to you, propping himself up on his elbow to look at you.

“What?” I smile. He must think i look a sweaty mess.

“Nothing, i just think you’re beautiful. I cant believe i had the balls to actually do it.” his smile fades for a second.

“What do you mean?” His raven hair is hanging in his face. His sweat causing some strands to turn wavy. I run my fingers through his hair.

“ I was supposed to be in California for a couple months not Hange. But i convinced them to take my spot and bring Moblit with them. Hange of course jumped at the idea of going to LA since they have some family there. They were worried about leaving you so i told them i would take you as my paralegal for the time being since i hadn't met you officially. I had only seen you in meetings with Hange. And Ivy i have to tell you it took me weeks to realize that i never put myself first. I wanted you and i had to have you. Plus it doesn’t hurt being your own boss so i can bend the rules.” He smiled smirking at me.

I had no idea this whole time he had wanted me. He saw me from my first day and knew he had to have me. God, this is not something i would have ever thought to happen. But I'm glad it did, now a new feeling of abandonment and jealousy if someone else wanted him as bad as i do comes to mind. I didn’t think these feelings would happen so soon.

“What is it? Tell me what you’re thinking.” He said with his lips against the back of my hand. i shook my head looking away from him, getting ready to shower. But, he held my hand to keep me put. “If something is bothering you i want to know. You can talk to me about anything. I wanna be here for you.” Its lame to cry after sex right? My eyes welled up with tears. Men like him were not real. There has to be a catch.

“I’ve never done something like this. Anyone one night stand I've had was years ago and under the influence and i hardly knew

who they were or saw them again. I haven't been in a relationship in years and i.. i don't know. This amount of care and reassurance is new for me. I’m sorry for crying I'm such a baby.” I said getting up to hide my face and start the shower.

“Ivy, lets talk. I’m being honest. I want you and not just because we had the best sex i’ve ever had in my life. But because im drawn to you, and i feel like this could be something great and i get it. I’m not used to being this open but im not blind i saw how men were falling over you tonight and i just cant stand the thought of you not being mine.” He was now in the bathroom holding my face between both hands. Using his thumbs to wipe away the tears that found their way down. I nodded with more tears falling from my eyes.

“Baby look, we don’t have to talk about this tonight. Lets get cleaned up alright?” We showered. Cleaning each others bodies and giving gentle kisses filled with so much emotion. I stepped out before him to grab clothes in hopes that he would stay the night with me.

“Uhm these are my brothers from when he visits. But they should fit you.” I finished putting lotion on my body as Levi dressed. “Also if you want that is. No pressure. You can stay the night with me. I know you mentioned having to go to the office tomorrow but i mean its late and i would hate for you to make that long dr-”

“Ill stay” He chuckled pulling the shirt over his head.

‘Perfect because im exhausted after that workout.” I said laughing at how Levi winked at me. He got behind me in bed as i pulled the covers over us.

“A workout indeed.” He tickled my sides and giving me a kiss on the neck. We talked a bit more before bed. Sharing childhood stories. I laid on Levi’s chest drawing patterns on it with my finger as he told me a story about how much of a partier Erwin and Hange were in college. I closed my eyes the sound of his voice lulling me to sleep. Levi looked down as i opened my eyes. “ I swear i was listening.” He chuckled and kissed my forehead. “There will be more time in the future for these stories. Go to sleep, ill see you in the morning.” He pulled my chin up to kiss me deep, a couple pecks later i laid back down on his chest as Levi turned the lights off. The idea of doing this every night with him one day swelled my heart. I dont think i could ever let him go.

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