#coughs violently and runs away cutely

[minty-bubblegum]

i got bored while making my card and brewed this up

[phantomrose96]

What the hell happens in the pikmin game?? Those little colourful bitches have been around for ages, but i never bothered looking them up, i just figured they were cute little mascots of some game. But your posts are making me question everything. Is it a horror game? (I know i could just google it, but asking you is funnier)

Yeah you're right asking me is much funnier :)

Pikmin is a fun and relaxing game! You play as a little astronaut man who gets to spend his days growing Pikmin, who are sweet and peaceful little plant creatures with leaves, buds, or flowers on their heads. You can corral them around with a little trumpet, like a bouquet of flowers following you through the pretty and whimsical landscapes of planet PNF-404 :)

Wait did I say fun and relaxing?

Sorry, typo.

It's a brutal skill-based survival game (❁´◡`❁)

So then maybe you're wondering, what's up with the Pikmin? What was that about growing a bunch of little flower guys? Well growing the Pikmin is super important!

It's super duper important mainly because you need to replace the Pikmin who die in the carnage of battle for you!

Battle against what?

Everything.

See on PNF-404, Pikmin are the bottom of the food chain. Just about every living breathing creature on this planet is orders of magnitude larger than the Pikmin and munch Pikmin by the hundreds for breakfast. Predators will do this instinctively. They will do this unprompted. They will do this while you're not looking. They will do this endlessly until every last Pikmin is dead.

So... what good are the Pikmin? What chance do they stand?

Really easy. Pikmin are the most violent creatures in the entire game 🥰🥰🥰.

How else do you survive when you're small and fragile other than incredible violence? Pikmin can exist out and about in swarms of up to 100. And the only way to survive predators as small little leaf creatures is to beat those predators to death with incredible mob violence before they can kill all of you.

Pikmin don't die like plants. They die like warriors.

And sometimes, this is the hardest mechanic to handle. Left to their own devices Pikmin will seek to shed blood. It's up to you to call them away from orchestrating their own demise, their own pursuit of the glory of Valhalla. It's in their nature. It's in their plant-blood.

And they go down hard. They shriek when snapped up in the jaws of predators. They glub and wail when drowning in water. They trill out screams when on fire. They choke and cough in poison. They die instantly to electricity. And you'll know a Pikmin is well and truly dead once it lets out a final whimper, and a ghost drifts away from where it once stood. This can happen by the dozens. This can happen to all 100 at once.

So wait, wait I've gotten far ahead of myself. Why the violence? Why the death? Why the fighting? What was that about a little astronaut man?

Well your astronaut man is Olimar, an honest and simple family man who's a freight ship captain from his home planet of Hocotate. He's a truck driver! He's just a guy taking his first vacation in years.

And a meteorite strikes his ship, tearing it to pieces as it crash-lands on a completely uncharted planet. Welcome to PNF-404...

And so you're Olimar. A truck driver. A nice dad. A victim of capitalism with the world's worst boss. Out on vacation.

Your ship is destroyed. No one is coming for you. No one will save you.

The oxygen on PNF-404 is poisonous.

You have 30 days before your life support system runs out.

You have 30 days until you die a brutal and lonely death.

Your only hope is to find every scattered missing piece of your ship--30 of them--strewn across the planet, return them to your ship, and repair it, before your 30 days are up.

But this is simply impossible. You're one tiny little man. You wouldn't be able to lift a single piece of your ship, let alone 30 of them, let alone doing so while fending off the wildlife hellbent on killing you.

But the Pikmin seem to like you...

So all that death? All the carnage and destruction? It's all in the effort to repair Olimar's ship before he suffocates. You pave a path of destruction decorated with the bodies of any creature that stands before you and your missing ship pieces.

The Pikmin do it. The Pikmin trust you. The Pikmin follow your command and die by your command. After all, you're growing their species. Oh did I forget to explain that part? The "how" of how growing Pikmin works?

Simple. Pikmin are grown from the corpses of the creatures they kill :).

If you kill something, the Pikmin take it back to their base and process it for pieces, and grow new Pikmin from it. That's how you get all the nice little flower creatures following you around. :)

Is it good enough? Can you sleep at night knowing that 50 creatures who trusted you implicitly were slaughtered under your misdirection? All to retrieve a hunk of metal which is 1/30 of the hope of getting you home alive? 100 slaughtered? 200? Day 30 is approaching. Things are looking bleak.

You're Olimar. Day 30 has arrived, and you haven't fully reconstructed your ship. You have no option to stay. Your life support has run out. You watch the Pikmin you've left behind, as you attempt to start up your ship which has not been safely repaired.

You try to take off, and try to make it home.

It does not go well.

But at least the Pikmin have another corpse to carry.

[too-much-tma-stuff]

Finally Getting Help (prt 11)

Masterpost

When Jason arrived at the manor to meet Danny it wasn’t him who greeted him but Damian. Jason tensed as he always did when he saw Damian, though now the feeling he got when he saw Damian made more sense to him. He had read the slide show, he knew that the urge to fight Damian wasn’t hatred, and neither was the way Damian lashed out at him… at least probably not. They should spar more, but not right now, he still needed to overcome the urge to fight Damian in the lobby.

“Todd,” Damian greeted.

“Demon-Brat,” Jason said, insults were practically his love language now anyway. 

Damian sniffed disdainfully, but he was shifting from foot to foot. He had something to say and was struggling to figure out how. Jason crossed his arms and dutifully waited for Damian to spit it out. “Danny has warned me about the role that combat has in courtship for his kind, I do not know why on earth he would want you to court him But that is his decision. I will not interfere but understand that he is vulnerable and he is protected. If you hurt him in any way there will be consequences.” 

“I’m not planning to hurt him, but I also don’t even know if we are ‘courting’ yet,” Jason said rolling his eyes. 

“Well then you’re even more of a fool then I thought,” Damian said with a disdainful sniff. “He’s a very powerful being, Zatana says that he will likely grow to be a god, you should be grateful he is willing to let you court him.” 

Jason blinked rapidly, he hadn’t been here for that conversation so that was the first he was hearing of that! It also occurred to him that Damian had a baby-crush on Danny and considered teasing him about it but decided not to. “Huh, good to know,” He said, simply reaching out to ruffle Damian’s hair and missing on purpose as he dodged away. “So where is Danny?”

“He’s waiting for you in the dojo upstairs,” Damian said, sounding a little resigned as he gestured upwards. “I hope you made reservations for somewhere worthy.”

“Don’t worry Dami,” Jason snorted, brushing past him to head towards the stairs. “I’ve got it under control.”

Once again as soon as he entered the dojo and saw Danny the violent urges surged but he wasn’t alone and he didn’t swing first. Danny came at him first and Jason rose to meet him. The fight was longer but less desperate this time. It felt like they were getting out their energy and anger without meaning it, and by the end Jason and Danny were both breathing hard and purring again. It really did feel like bonding, they were closer now then they had been at the beginning of the fight, even if they had hardly said a word.

It ended in a stalemate, or, Jason got Danny pinned but it couldn’t have been more obvious that Danny let him. Jason was glad they didn’t have an audience this time so later he could deny that made him blush. Danny gave him a cheeky grin and reached up to pull Jason down, slow enough that Jason was able to scramble away before Danny got hold of him.

He coughed to clear his  throat awkwardly, grabbing one of the towels that sat on a shelf on one side of the dojo, using it to wipe his face and the back of his neck. The fight had been intense enough to make him sweat, though Danny still seemed unbothered, and there were some gym style showers off of the dojo. 

“Well I’m glad I brought a change of clothes!I’m going to have a quick shower and then we can go out for dinner okay?”

“Sounds good, I’ll go change too. Alfred bought me a Ton of new clothes, I really didn’t need that much more. By the way, what sort of place are we going? I mean, should I dress up?” Danny asked a little awkwardly, Running a hand back through his hair to try and push his bangs back.

“I mean, probably a little bit?” Jason said. “If I didn’t take you somewhere nice I think Damian would shank me. It’s cute how protective of you he is,” Jason teased. 

“Alright, so we talking jeans and a button down? Or proper dress pants?” Danny asked, cocking his head to the side. 

“Better to go with dress pants. The good ones are pretty comfortable anyway, and Alfred wouldn’t get you bad one. No need for a jacket though, unless you’ll be cold?” 

“I have an ice core, I never get cold,” Danny laughed. Jason was just going to pretend he understood what that meant.

“Alright,” Danny agreed, bouncing to his feet in a way that denied gravity and bouncing out of the room to go get changed.

Jason grinned like an idiot after him before shaking off the feeling and going to have a quick shower and get dressed for their date.

Jason showered and dressed in a red shirt and soft brown pants before meeting up with Danny who was wearing a blue that brought out his eyes and black pants, he looked… very good. Judging by the blush on Danny’s cheeks he thought the same thing about Jason. 

“Have you ridden on a motorbike before?” Jason asked rather than acknowledging any of that.

“Oh! Ya I have, not that often but I know the basics,” Danny assured, following Jason eagerly towards the door. 

“Great, I have an extra helmet for you.”

“Do I have to?” Danny sighed dramatically. “It wouldn’t kill me anyway if I fell off.”

“Yes you have to,” Jason said firmly, his stomach twisting at the idea of Danny getting hurt. “You have to be more careful Danny! I get that we’re all bad about risk taking, and you’re tough, but you don’t have just yourself to worry about anymore!” Jason said, trying not to sound too much like he was scolding Danny. He wasn’t sure it worked because Danny did look pretty chided as he took the helmet. 

“The babies aren’t in my head, the helmet wouldn’t protect them,” He muttered as he put it on. Jason just hummed and rolled his eyes as he put his own on. 

Danny got on the bike behind him and wrapped his arms around Jason’s waist, snuggling up against his back even as continued to sulk. “Hold on tight, and the helmets have mics so we can still talk without having to yell. It’s a bit of a drive,” Jason warned. He could have gotten there a lot faster, but not without breaking traffic laws and he was in civvies so a half hour drive it had to be.

Danny hummed and tightened his grip on Jason as he kicked back the stand and revved the bike, peeling out of the driveway in a way he knew would piss off Bruce. It also made Danny yelp and cling tighter though so Jason slowed down a bit once they were out of the driveway. 

Danny was quiet for maybe ten minutes and Jason was starting to worry he’d upset Danny more then he realized and maybe should apologize when he spoke up. “You’re right. When Cass clocked that I was pregnant it was the first time I’d talked to anyone about it besides Vlad. I’m not… Honestly the way I’ve survived most of the shit that’s happened to me was not thinking about the implications. I’m not sure how I’m going to do this. I’m in a way better position now then I was even a week ago but it’s going to be such a big change I’m having a hard time imagining what it's even going to look like.”

Jason hummed, nodding and taking a moment to consider his response. His first instinct was to remind Danny that he didn’t Have to have the babies since it was still early but he knew that the other bats would have already brought it up. If Danny was anything other than fiercely protective and utterly determined to have the babies Bruce and Dick would still be trying to convince him to not be a teen parent and focus on his education. The same way they had tried to convince everyone in the family not to be vigilantes and utterly failed. 

“You’re going to be a good dad Danny, and you’re not going to do this alone. Bruce never got to have any of us as babies, the youngest of us was 12 when he adopted us and I know he’s looking forward to having a baby around. Alfred is too, and Damian and Dick will compete for best uncle. Money is no object, you’ll get everything you and the babies need. It’s still going to be a big change obviously but there’s nothing to be scared of I promise,” Could he make that promise really? Well he just did so he’d better do his best to make sure it was kept. 

“It’s not just that though,” Danny said and hesitated again. Jason stayed quiet to let him organize his thoughts. “My binder is hurting more to wear, my.. Chest aches, I told Bruce I was just incubating ghost cores. And that’s what I’ve been telling Myself too, but I got sick this morning and the babies are clones of me, and I’m half human. What if I actually am pregnant?

“I told Jazz I’d bring up going to a human doctor but then dodged it. I haven’t been in years and I am nervous about going again but it’s more than that. I don’t like my body, I’m too young for hormones or surgery but if my body changes. What if my chest hurts too much and I can’t wear my binder anymore? What if they grow more? They’ve always been small enough to hide before.

“I don’t mind the idea of my stomach growing, or even really being a mom. I’m a man but I do feel like I identify more with maternity than paternity. It’s really just my.. Breasts. God I hate that word. I don’t want them to grow, I don’t want to lactate or breastfeed. I mean, I DO, I actually really do but just the idea is giving my dysphoria at the same time that I really want to do it to bond with the babies.” It was like a dam had broken and Danny’s words came fast and a little loud, breathing hard between bouts of talking. 

“Deep breaths please Danny, take a few deep breaths,” Jason soothed, taking one hand off the handlebars briefly to pat Danny’s hands where they were clasped over his stomach. He was a bit at a loss about this, none of his siblings were trans, he knew trans people but he’d never had to talk anyone through these particular problems. “These are a lot of what ifs to be panicking about. It’s totally your choice, the babies can be bottle fed if the time comes and you’re not up to it. There’s nothing wrong with that. We’ll all be here for you no matter what happens, but you really should go to the doctor Danny. At least then we’ll know what to expect right?”

“Will you come with me to the doctor? I’m a bit scared of human doctors, I’ve heard people talking about experimenting on me so much as Phantom that every time I’m in a lab-like environment now I can’t stop thinking about it,” Danny asked, a pleading edge to his voice.

“Ya, I’ll come with you, and whoever else you want,” Jason promised, because what else could he say? “We’ll make an appointment for you with Dr. Leslie, she sees all of us vigilantes, she sees just about everyone involved in the night life and never Ever talks to the cops or the feds. Trust me no one can get that woman to talk to anyone, she’s safe.”

“Thank you,” Danny murmured, leaning his cheek against Jason’s shoulder. The rest of the ride was a quiet one as Danny recovered and Jason tried not to overthink his lackluster responses. 

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Jason parked a block away from the restaurant rather than trusting any concierge with his bike and waited for Danny to get off before he did. He took off his helmet and took Danny’s from him and locked them both in the storage compartment on his bike before leading the way, shoving his hands awkwardly in his pockets. He was never the most… socially competent. He was better than Tim but he was worse than Dick and Bruce and in moments like this he wished these things came a little easier to him.

Danny was quiet, his hands swinging loosely by his side as he followed, Jason noted the way he kept looking around them. They all did that, looking for threats civilians might not see, it was how you spotted a hero even when they weren’t trying to be spotted. Still there were no problems between the bike and the restaurant and when they got inside Jason softly asked the host to make sure Danny got one of the menus without prices. He was knew to this lifestyle, Jason remembered the first time he’d gone out to a fancy dinner with Wayne the prices had nearly given him a heart attack and he was younger and less set in his ways then Danny.

He didn’t want Danny to worry about the prices, he’d be paying and he was both the son of a millionaire and a crime lord, he could buy the entire fucking place without blinking. The host nodded understanding and ushered both of them to the most private table in the establishment. 

They settled in and ordered drinks, Jason a coke and Danny a signature lemonade before they were left with the menus. Danny gave Jason a suspicious look when he noticed there weren’t any prices but when Jason innocently pretended not to notice Danny huffed and decided not to bring it up. 

“Order whatever you want, appetizer and dessert too,” Jason encouraged, putting on his innocent face again when Danny gave him a Look. 

“Alright,” Danny agreed with a dramatic sigh, he didn’t need to be pushed too hard though, Alfred had mentioned Danny was almost always hungry, wish was why Jason hadn’t chosen one of the fancy places with ridiculously small portions.

Danny took a while to choose, and asked Jason about a few items and words on the menu. Finally he sighed and put his menu down to indicate he was done. It wasn’t long before the waitress returned to take their order for appetizers and main before vanishing again.

“So,” Danny asked leaning against the table and clasping his hands. “You have questions?”

Next

[queen-of-reptiles]

𝚂𝙴𝙲𝚁𝙴𝚃𝚂

𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚠𝚘

description: the times that convinced the account y/n.bronze that they were right about the captain and Lucy Bronze's relationship

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lucy bronze x female reader

disclaimer: this is all fiction - do not take any of this seriously!

warnings: fluff, slightly suggestive, cuteness

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y/n.bronze: Here is a thread of instances which confirm that Lucy and y/n are together in my mind - the bottom of the thread is where it gets good.

1. How Lucy looked at her during the post match interview after beating Spain??? Like, her eyes were literally heart shaped??? I want that!

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y/n was absolutely knackered, it had been a very eventful game and while victory was in the end a 3-1 win for them, it didn't feel as if the game was easy.

The England captain was being practically held up by her midfield counterpart Keira, the woman well aware their captain would get player of the match, having scored England's first and third goal of the game.

y/n had been everywhere that game, hardly stopping and continously talking and shouting to her girls so much her voice had gone hoarse. She was sipping at her drink slowly, trying to regain some feeling in her body.

"y/n, you and Lucy are up for interviews." Sarina informed her and the captain groaned, her teammates laughing at her as Sarina shook her head playfully.

y/n forced herself away from Keira's warm hold and toward her lover who had her coat in her hands. Lucy and y/n had been dating four years, and while over the past year there had been speculation of their relationship the two had never confirmed it.

They hadn't felt as if they needed to, being happy enough and secure enough to just need themselves and their teams to know. But ever since y/n made the move to Barcelona from her childhood team of Arsenal and her best friend, the rumours had only grew.

The England team adored the two's relationship, finding the 32 year old and 27 year old truly adorable and hilarious in their relationship and had done a considerable amount to help them keep it quiet.

Lucy and y/n made their way over to the interviewer, hands brushing one another's as they smiled at the woman who handed them their microphones and began asking questions.

"No completely." y/n said in agreement to the interviewer, smiling kindly as Lucy paused, her eyes softening as she watched the love of her life discuss their team.

Lucy was looking at her as if she had just placed the stars in the sky, and the camera did nothing to hide the look of pure adoration and love the right-back was looking at her lover with.

"The English are never done, and the girls worked so well today to remind everyone of that, and prove that we have a lot more to give." y/n smiled and her eyes moved to Lucy's.

The look in the older woman's eyes was one y/n say often, and she returned it with just as much love as Lucy began to answer a question, knowing full well, social media was about to go insane.

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2. When y/n was knocked over during the Sweden game and Lucy didn't even hesitate to square up, her face was so worried, and she only stopped when y/n GRABBED HER HAND?!

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y/n knew this game was going to be tough, violent, but she had not quite estimated how much. Her girls were fighting and fighting hard, and they had been rewarded for it. They were 3-0 up, the first goal was her own.

y/n looked up quickly, the ball at her feet as she danced past another player and sent the ball toward Lauren who was making a quick run. Just as Lauren recieved the ball, y/n was thrown.

Her small frame shook and she practically flew to the side as the shove and ankle which caused her fall threw her onto the ground harshly, rolling in the grass y/n coughed out, the air sucked from her lungs.

The whistle blew but Lucy was seeing red. The older woman had always been protective of her girlfriend, the small midfielder usually the victim of harsh tackles as she was too quick to catch.

Lucy's body was instantly covering y/n's her eyes glaring at the Swedish player who had made the tackle, Lucy wasn't foolish enough to do anything, but it didn't stop the anger rolling off her.

"What the hell was that?" Lucy spat at her, the Swedish player trying to come up with an answer as the referee finally made her way over, a harsh look on her face.

y/n groaned as she heaved a breath in, Lucy still shouting at the player in anger, the referee trying to keep the players crowding around her calm.

The medics helped y/n to her feet, the woman confirming she was okay, just momentarily winded. Lucy stepped forward in anger but y/n darted forward.

Her hand gripped Lucy's fingers, turning the right-back to face her as the referee carded the player who had tackled her, her teammates trying to convince the referee for a red.

"Hey, I'm okay, Calm down." y/n whispered to her lover, her own hand gripping her hand tightly.

Lucy's eyes scanned her, trying to see if she was lying or trying to hide any discomfort, but when their eyes found one another Lucy knew she was telling the truth.

"Okay." Lucy whispered, squeezing y/n's hand before walking away, the two both aware that everyone will have noticed the interaction.

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3. Ellie, in a livestream for City YESTERDAY saying that she would stay with Lucy and y/n, confirming they live together - which we already thought!

Then going on to say they have a spare room - even though Lucy has said multiple times she lives in a two bed apartment and y/n has never said anything about her 'place'!

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Ellie Roebuck and Lauren Hemp sat on two chairs, doing a video for the man city women's you-tube of being asked questions and answering them on whiteboards.

The two had just been asked out of all their teammates international and club level who would they like to live with most. Both turning their boards around, Lauren saying 'Alex Greenwood' because she was motherly and cooked well.

Ellie on the other hand had said 'y/n and Lucy' the two in Barcelona but on the same international team as the blonde goalkeeper, Lauren laughed in agreement.

"Well, they have a spare room, y/n cooks such good food and I feel like I would be looked after." Ellie laughs, Lauren chuckling along.

"Their spare room is lush, super homey with all the blankets." Lauren agreed.

"And the weather in Barcelona is all hot and nice." Ellie added. "So yeah, definitely the skipper and Luce!" Ellie adds smiling.

It was only as the two blondes walked away from the end of filming did they realise what they had done, because Lucy had stated several times she lived in a two bed apartment.

And the two had managed to spill the fact the two lived together and they had a spare room, they instantly facetimed their captain, but the woman wasn't worried.

Both her and Lucy weren't overly worried about hiding their relationship anymore and to Ellie's relief she was invited to stay with them during the off season to taste more of her captain's delicious cooking.

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4. The fact when y/n scored in the Sweden game she ran at Lucy first??? AND JUMPED ON HER

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It was ten minutes into the semi-finals of the euros. Sweden were a fantastic side, everyone knew it and as y/n waited on the outside of the box, she hoped one of her team had the ability to head this corner in.

The ball was sent in, it bouncing from a Swedish head and landing at y/n's feet. The woman hardly thought, she just reacted and fired it at the top corner, the net shaking from the strength of her goal.

y/n grinned, shouting in happiness as she ran at her lover, to estatic to care in the moment as she jumped at Lucy, the brunette catching her easily.

y/n's legs locked around her torso as Lucy's hand went under her arse and the other around her back to keep her stable. Lucy buried her head into her stomach as the team swarmed them.

y/n jumped back down the team crowding her in a hug, and as they ran back to restart she shared another loving smile with Lucy, the two both loving the eventual photo which came from that celebration.

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5. The fact y/n left ARSENAL - her childhood team - to go play for Barca only months after Lucy had and she even admitted in an interview LUCY WAS A BIG PART OF THAT DECISION

6 When Lucy called y/n in an interview the other day and she answered with 'hi my love???' LIKE????

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y/n smiled as she listened to the interview asking her how it was to leave Arsenal for her new team, the reds having been such a massive part in her childhood.

"It was so hard, yes, it was great to know Keira and I were going from our respective clubs together, but I definitely left a big part of me in North London." y/n nodded.

"I came through that academy, my best friend is there, my co-captain through it all. So yeah, it was a tough decision." y/n nodded.

"And what helped that decision?" The interviewer asked.

"The sun here definitely." y/n laughed and the interviewer joined her in her laughter.

"Well, you are half Italian. Anything else?" the interviewer asked, but her phone began to ring and y/n muttered an apology as she answered it, Lucy's name on the screen.

"Hi my love. You okay?" y/n asked into the phone, her lover replying with a yes and asking where she was. "i'm just at an interview Luce." y/n hummed.

"Shit, forgot, sorry, I'm going." Her girlfriend gasped before hanging up the phone. y/n chuckled and apologised again, the interviewer waving it off as she asked about the right-back and y/n felt the honesty flow through her.

"Yes, Lucy Bronze was a big part of it too, obviously she has been at Barcelona longer than I and we talked a lot about the move, she was such a help in me deciding." y/n explains.

"She understood my worry, but also helped me ease them and for me it was about learning a new way of football, and Lucy has been such a help in me getting used to it here." y/n smiled again.

And when that interview would eventually come out, Lucy Bronze would be holding her lover, letting the tears fall as she pressed her lips to y/n's continuously telling her how much she truly loved her.

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7. THE FACT THAT THE MOST RECENT BARCA TRAINING PHOTO Y/N HAS LUCY'S TRAINING TOP ON - AND WHEN KEIRA NOTICED SHE MOVED SLIGHTLY TO PLACE HERSELF IN FRONT OF THE NUMBER SO THE CAMERA COULDN'T SEEE

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fr I need friends that dedicated to hiding my relationship

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y/n huffed as she tugged her shirt up again, the marks on her collarbone hidden well enough for now by the shirt which seemed far to big for her today.

The right-back chuckled as she pulled the car to a stop in the car park, leaning over the console to cup her girlfriend's face. Her hand gripped y/n's jaw, turning her to face her.

"Stop huffing." Lucy chided, leaning forward to peck the pout from her lover's lips.

"If someone sees these Lucia, you won't have any sex for a week." y/n warns the woman.

Lucy instantly whines in protest her hand reaching down to unclip her lover's seatbelt and pull her sideways across her lap, y/n letting out a panicked yelp as she did so.

The two despite being in a relationship for nearly four years, they were still parallel to teenagers, hardly ever able to keep their hands from one's another's body and their lips from each other's mouths.

"I don't remember you complaining last night baby." Lucy hums lowly, her accent thickening with the gruff in her voice, the sound of her lover's moans, the arch of her back engrained in her brain as her favourite movie.

Lucy's lips pecked down the side of y/n's neck, the girl instantly bending her head back to give Lucy more free skin to work with which caused the brunette to smirk at the hold she had over her.

"In fact, I remember the words, 'faster' and 'more' coming from your mouth a few times last night." Lucy continues.

y/n's eyes roll back slightly from the pleasure inducing tension, but she pushes herself up and off Lucy, glaring at her lover who she realises is just trying to seduce her.

"Are you trying to seduce me?" y/n asked as she leans down to get her bag, jumping out of the car, but as she turns she feels herself pinned, Lucy's hips stopping her moving as the brunette leans over her easily.

"Would you like me to seduce you?" Lucy asks, her lips brushing the shell of y/n's ear. The player shivers, leaning up to press her lips against her lover's who matches the fierce force of her kiss.

"Ay ay ay!" a shout echoes and the two pull away to see Mapi and Patri grinning and cheering, y/n rolling her eyes as she drags her lover inside.

"Lovebirds, no having sex in the car park." Alexia warns the two, but there is an amount of amusement in her eyes as she hugs y/n in greeting.

"Too late for that then." Lucy hums innocently, causing Mapi to spit out her water.

"Que??" Mapi shrieks and y/n shrugs at her friend.

what

"It had been a long week." She hums and Alexia wrinkles her nose in disgust.

The group laugh it off and walk to the gym, Keira and y/n discussing the newest episode of Queen Charlotte they had been watching together with bright excitement.

Just as they started working out, the usual social media team moved inside and the group cheered them in welcome, having known them well by this point.

y/n was doing her usual stretches, chatting with Aitana when she felt it. A body behind her, blocking her back from the camera and y/n turned to see Keira.

"Hey, you okay?" y/n asked as she turned to face her friend, the camera moving off them.

"Yeah, just, didn't want anyone to think you've changed numbers." Keira hums and y/n's eyes widen as she looks behind her and sighs at Lucy's number on her back.

"Thought this was too big for me." y/n sighed and Keira chuckled. "Must have grabbed her extra this morning." She adds, before she pauses and looks over at her girlfriend who was grinning happily.

"She gave the top to you this morning didn't she?" Keira asks, already knowing the games Lucy liked the play.

"Yep." y/n sighs before she walks over to her girlfriend and Keira laughs as Lucy shrieks.

"Ow!"

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LASTLY - the fact they went on holiday together after the euros after Ibiza, and the photos ... the PHOTOS

okay, I'm done, they're soooo dating, thank you.

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y/n giggled as Lucy's hand tugged her toward the villa they were staying at. The team who had gone to Ibiza after the euros had rented three villas for them all, and Lucy's and y/n's room-mates were still out partying.

Due to the fact, Leah, Georgia, Jordan were planning on not coming home for several hours, Lucy saw the opportunity to steal her girlfriend away and spend some time truly celebrating her lover.

"Come 'ere." Lucy hums, leaning down and connecting her lips to her lover's. The villa just in sight as y/n sighed into the deep kiss, her hands gripping Lucy's shoulders.

Lucy's hands trailed down y/n's bare back, burning the skin with her soft touch. Lucy nipped at y/n's bottom lip causing her to moan into her lover's mouth.

"Come on, we're nearly there." y/n gasped at Lucy and the woman nodded, fumbling to get the door open and tugging her lover in. Quickly the right-back pressed her lover against it.

With her strength Lucy easily held the power as she pressed a dangerously loving kiss against y/n's lips. As they continued and the noises got louder, neither of them noticed their phones going crazy over a very shadowy photograph.

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"Smile!" y/n chimes, Lucy turning her head just as y/n snaps a photo of her lover, the two now in Spain for a private holiday of their own before returning to their club.

Lucy chuckled as y/n smiled at the photo, leaning over to pull her lover closer, y/n sighed as she settled into Lucy's shoulder, turning on her front to let her back tan for a bit.

Lucy's hand wrapped around her, landing on the skin of her ass which was bare due to the thong swimsuit she was wearing. Once again the two had rented out a small house.

Therefore no one was near, no one could see their back pool or garden and no one could make any noise complaints over the next seven days.

Lucy's hand squeezed for a moment before letting her hand settle, still gripping slightly and y/n huffed, trying to push her lover's hand off.

"Stop, I'm going to get a tan line." y/n scolds, trying to pull Lucy's hand off.

"Is that supposed to stop me?" Lucy asks lazily, y/n scoffs and biting her shoulder in response. "Ow!" Lucy yelps, sitting up.

y/n makes a noise of pride, shuffling her sun bed away from her lover and closing her eyes as she continued to tan, her lover going suspiciously quiet.

Suddenly, there was a faint pull from her back and she was lifted over someone's shoulder. y/n let out a call of shock, especially when she realised the pull was Lucy discarding her bikini top.

"Lucia!" y/n called, but the brunette just ignored her and threw her onto the bed, jumping on top of her quickly so she couldn't scramble away.

"We have a few hours before dinner. I've got time." Lucy said simply, before her mouth found y/'s nipple and the woman lost all fight in her body.

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After dinner, and y/n once more taking photos of her lover who she continuously told was the most gorgeous in the world. The two walked slowly back to their place.

The two walked across the beach, feet sinking into the sand as they talked, hands connected shoes in Lucy's bag. Eventually Lucy pulled her lover to a stop, just outside the house, the sun only just setting as she did so.

"I'm so proud of you love, you know that?" Lucy asks the Lioness captain. "You took us to that win." She adds and y/n sighs as she leans forward.

"I did it for you." y/n said simply, forehead's connected. Lucy did not fight that, because she knew it was completely true.

"I love you." Lucy hums.

"I love you too." y/n replies, leaning up to kiss her lover in the shadow of dusk. The light kiss so quick, it hardly happened, but both felt every spark it created.

Lucy led her in the night being filled with loving and soft touches, whispered nothings and soft moans, neither noticed the camera which had caught the kiss moments ago.

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[vulpixisananimal]

TWO HATS

(Warning for violence, two hats stuff.)

"So let's fight! You and I~"

(You're taken aback. Loop was sitting so calmly at the base of the Favor Tree. Putting on a face that was once comforting, but, in this moment, you could feel the malice behind it.)

(You open your mouth, Loop interupts you.) "Let's have a cute, minuscule, old-fashioned little fight like a bonded couple, okay~?"

(This, t-this is dangerous. You should leave.)

(You don't want to fight Loop, that's, that's YOU.)

(If they wan't to fight, fight.)

"Ha, nothing to say, still. . .?" (Loop clasped their hands together. Smiling at you.) "Haha. . ."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" (They stood up, their mask cracking, you could feel the violent intentions, the want for, for-)

"STA-STARS!! Killing you is going to make me SO HAPPY!!" (You blink. For a split second, you saw yourself. You saw your own face in Loops.)

(You're going to have to fight. You'll see who is favored.)

(You don't WANT to fight!!! But, but you, you-)

(You take a step back, clumbsily grabbing at your dagger. You, you weren't ready, you were exhausted, you, just wanted, to say-)

"No, you don't get a choice! We're doing it!!!" (Loop lead out a giddy laugh. Those hands that always looked so friendly and expressive were suddenly so, so much scarier.)

"Let's go, stardust~!!!!"

(Loop moves fast. Dashing at you with an almost claw-like hand. Without even thinking your blade was in your hand, reaching out to defend yourself. Loop grabbed your dagger by the blade.)

"Stage! Lights! Action!" (You saw the stary blood run over their hand. With a twist, Loop yanked the dagger from your hands as they talked.) "Teehee~"

"L-loop!" (You cry out. Your voice doesn't, sound like your own.) "Loop you, don't-"

"You know, in a way, I am so very proud of you!" (Loop twirls your knife threateningly.) "You did so good, stardust~! I am so proud, stardust~!"

"But-" (You weren't allowed to talk. Loop charged at you with your own knife. Something took over, you jumped to the side, feeling the knife miss your fave by a hair.)

"You beat the King! You got out of the loops! I'm so, so, PROUD!!!" (They screamed and held out a scissors sign. A wave of craft hit you like a ton of bricks, sending you flying back. You could barely get to your knees again when Loop charged at you.)

"Do you know how long it took for me to beat him?" (Swing, swing, swing, swing-) "Hundreds, thousands, TENS OF THOUSANDS!!! I lost track!! AhahaHAHAAAAAA!"

(JUMP NOW.)

(You jump. Loops swing barely missing you. You land on their arm. You see them wince, now! Go for the knife!! Grab it!!)

(You reach for the-)

(Loop grabs you be the throat and slams you against the Favor Tree.) "And I wished it all away!! All so you could beat him on your VERY. SECOND. TRY!!!!"

"L-loop-" (You try and say, please, please-)

(You feel metal in your mouth. Loop had your dagger to your lips. Your voice catches. You can't speak. You. Headache, harder to, think. You look at them with your one eye.)

"No, no talking, stardust! I'll kill you! I'll kill you right here!!" (They raise the dagger) "You feel it, don't you?!? You burned up your wish!! AHAHAAAA!!! No more second chances, Stardust~"

(You raise your feet as they bring the knife down and kick loop in the chest with all your might. They cough and let you go, rolling to safety and getting to your feet.)

(What. What just happened. You. You just did that. Like you blinked and. You're standing here- you should run now! Now you can run!)

(You breathe in, and out. You run at Loop, holding out a sign, Rock Bottom. The craft skill hits them like a ton of bricks. You use that to swoop in and twist your knife out of Loops hand. Before your brain catches up, you stab Loop.)

"Aah--!!"

(. . . . . . . . . . .)

(Loop looped back.)

". . . Teehee~ Here's a tutorial for you~"

[If I die, I can loop back!]

(The words rattled in your head. Stars could you stop doing that?!?)

(Interupting your trains of thought.)

(Nothing different from usual then?)

(Loop charges at you with that claw like hand. You breathe in, and out, and dodge it this time. You don't attack, you open your mouth---)

(---Are elbowing loop in the side to get them off of you- what? WHAT?!? You had a wound in your side, Loop stumbled back, looking at you in rage, your dagger had their star-like blood on it. You blink, did, what, what just---)

(Loop looped back.)

(?!??!?!! You were, you were skipping time again. Like zoning out but, hard to controll or, oh you felt dizzy. Not now, come on-)

(Loop was standing there, they looked, looked ragged. As much as a star could BE ragged. Their eye, it has, that shade. . .)

(Stop being an idiot! You don't want to die!! FOCUS!!!)

"I finally saw your party, earlier." (Loop says. Watching you.) "I did so good the whole time, they never, ever saw me~"

(Loop attacks. Screaming as they do.) "Those, those PALE COPIES!!!" (A swipe, a claw, a blast of craft.) "They're YOURS, Stardust! Nothing like mine! They never will be!!!"

"Loop, b-but-" (You try to start.)

"I forgot their names!!!!" (Loop, it, it looks like they're, crying?) "I forgot who they were!!! Just actors in a play!!! JUST LIKE US!!!"

"And when they looked at me, Stardust, they only saw a stranger, do you even know how that feels?!?!?"

(Yes.)

(No.)

(You don't know.)

(Loop attacks again---)

(---You've pinned Loop down, dagger at their throat. You flinch, realizing where you are.)

(You were about to kill them.)

". . ." (Loop isn't looking at you. They look, tired.) "Stardust, Siffrin, whoever we really are. . ."

". . . Just kill me."

"W-what?!?" (HUH?!?!) "Why!!"

"WHY?!?" (Loop yelled back.) "I tried to kill you! Just, get rid of me and get on with your life!!!"

(You're, not sure what to say. You want to reply, but. . .)

"You won!! You have your family!! You have what I WANT!!!" (You could feel something shift in the air.) "I wanted to kill you!!! To take it, to take what's mine!! STARS I still do!!"

(You lower your knife to the side. That'll be a mistake.) "My self-hatred isn't that strong that I'd literally kill another me."

(Loop scoffs.) "So killing yourself is fine, but killing other selves is off limits~?"

(No.)

(But you can't kill Loop, you can't. You shake your head.)

"What if I want you to." (Loop says, defeated.) "What if I want you to end it all. To just let me die? Can't you see?!? I can never go back to how it was before!! I've lost it all! I-I, I-"

"Loop. . ." (Your voice sounds alien.)

"Why did it have to be you." (Loops voice was giving out, tears, a sea of tears.) "Why. . . Why didn't I, I just hold on for a little longer. . . Then. . ."

"Loop." (Your voice sounds off key.) "But, don't you get it?"

(Get what?)

(Loop's looking at you, confused.)

"The reason I succeeded, why, w-why I got out." (You smile, you're starting to cry.)

"It was you, Loop."

(Loop looks at you like you're some stranger.) ". . . What?"

"I would have given up too." (You say.) " "You were here, at my side, telling me to keep going. Telling me what to do. Guiding me, helping me, keeping me sane."

(Keeping you from loosing yourself.)

(Reminding you who you were.)

(Reminding you to eat.)

(You continue.) "Even if you didn't tell me everything, and, even if you--"

"You're Lying."

"Nope."

"YOU'RE LYING!!!!"

"Nu-uh."

"YOU'RE-"

"Mira says thanks, by the way." (You help Loop up, bringing them into a hug.) "They all do."

". . . Thanks?" (They sound like. . .) "To me. . .?"

"Thank you." (You repeat.) "They say it, I'm saying it. Thank you, for everything. For helping me. For helping them. For stopping me from making the biggest mistake of my life." (You say with a half-laugh.)

". . . Stardust. . ."

(You squeeze a bit tighter.)

(It was that easy?)

(Of course it was, you're strong!)

(You breathe in, and out.) "I'm sorry."

". . ." (Loop is quiet.)

"I'm, sorry that it couldn't have been you." (You pause before continuing. Get the right words.) "You deserve it, You deserve that happy ending too. I just, I, I wish-"

"Ah-!" (Loop cuts you off.) "Careful what you wish for~"

(You both laugh at that, then cry. You feel something weird.)

"W-where, will you go now?" (You ask. Dizzy.)

"Oh, Stardust. . ." (They squeeze you tight.) "I don't know. I'll die? I'll stay under this tree forever? I'll join you so we can be one? Who knows!"

"I don't want you to die. . ." (You squeak out.)

"Stardust. . ." (You're feeling dizzy. Loops words feel distant.) "I promise. I promise that I wont die, not this easily, anyways. Okay?"

"Okay." (You rest your head on their shoulder.) ". . . I hope I see you again, Loop."

"I have a feeling, I'm sure we will."

(You feel dizzy---)

"Siffrin?"

(You snap to attention. You had wandered back to where your Family was waiting. You, you lost time again. Mirabelle was talking to you.) "Is everything alright? Talk to everyone?"

(You rub your head.) "Y-yeah I did, I'm just, a bit tired."

"You had a big day!" (Mira speaks with a smile.) "Is Loop alright? Where they still there?"

"Y-yeah. . ." (You feel two silver coins in your pocket.) "They're, they say thanks back."

(For getting you through this.)

"For, helping me through all this." (You say, smiling.)

[deep-fried-egg]

We can still be friends

CW: g!p, smut, blowjob, short. Very short, r gets friend zoned

SMUT BELOW THE CUT

I have never been high before.  And I know that's probably a surprise when it's coming from the best friend of a girl that gets high almost every day! But I've just never thought about it.  Until today of course...

Vada and I were passing a joint  back and forth while she giggled at something I was saying. It was funny seeing her like this. Her hair was in a bun, she had on an orange sweater with some grey sweatpants. she looks so cute!

I'm glad I could finally see her relaxed like this after all the shit she endured from the shooting.  Actually, that's how we met! we hod in a bathroom stall together when there was some dumbass with a gun at our school.

we're both mostly over it now but sometimes when I hear fireworks it just triggers a trauma response in my head and I think it's happening all over again...

but that's enough about that topic... I need to be relaxing.  that's why I'm trying weed anyway! she told me it would help me relax. so here I am.  smoking weed with my best friend that I admittedly have a little crush on...

she doesn't know that though.  and she certainly doesn't have to.

"Have you ever given someone a blowjob?" Vada  asked with a sly smile while passing another puff of smoke into her mouth and then exhaling through her nose.  She looked so beautiful with her lips slightly parted...  and that stupid grin on her face.

I nearly choked on the smoke I had inhaled from the blunt.  "wha..." I sputtered while coughing violently. I hadn't expected her to ask me that!

"have you...?" I  asked her back, hoping I didn't sound as flustered as I felt.

"what? no! I am so awkward..."  she laughed at herself. "I'm surprised you haven't! you're like... the fuck princess!"

I let out a laugh too. "what does that mean?'

"You know! the fuck princess!"

"well, that's on me I guess.  never assume." Vada  just shrugged and rolled her eyes.  I couldn't stop laughing. 

"well actually I was gonna say... you wanna try it?" Vadas question made me confused... she doesn't have a dick! how could I try it?

"how? I mean neither of us have a dick right?" 

she smirked again. "you sure? because I do." I tried not to react, but I could feel the heat rising up my cheeks.  "if you don't want to don't want to push you into anything you don't want to do but-"

she cut off her own ramblings when she realized I wasn't responding anymore.  instead, I was staring at her with wide eyes.  "is that a yes?"

  she asked nervously. "because I really wouldn't mind if you said no. I know I can get kind of forward."

"yes," I replied without hesitation.

She grinned widely and pulled me closer by my shirt.  she leaned in and pressed her soft lips against mine. I returned the kiss eagerly and  wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her body tightly against mine.   She moaned quietly and  started to move her hands along my body, slowly sliding them down my torso.

I responded by grinding my hips against hers.  she pulled away  for a moment and stared at her lap.  I followed her gaze and saw her hard  cock straining against her sweatpants.

"Fuck... I'm sorry I'm just excited..."  she whispered . 

"don't be sorry..." I replied before tugging on the waistband of her sweats  and pushing them down to her thighs. My hands immediately went to the bulge that sat directly under her boxers.

I palmed it gently, stroking the skin underneath. I have no clue how to do this... I've never touched a dick before!

I pulled down vada's boxers  completely, revealing her huge cock... fuck.  how am I supposed to do this?

I  hesitated, thinking about what to do next.  but then she groaned and grabbed my shoulders, urging me to take her cock into my mouth . I did what she wanted, running my tongue along its length until I reached the tip.

Vada moaned softly, grabbing a good handful of my hair and  pulling it roughly, making me yelp loudly.  I quickly  took her cock into my mouth and  began to bob my head up and down,  slowly stroking the part I can't fit in my mouth.

I have no clue what to  do.  I want to make her cum but how do I do that?  I guess I'll just figure it out sooner or later.

a moaned again and pulled my hair even more harshly than before. I winced but continued .  after a few minutes her moans turned to gasps and whimpers of pleasure.

I felt Vada's hips buck involuntarily  against my mouth causing me to gag .  "shit" she whimpered softly. "I - " then she stopped and bit her lip lightly, closing her eyes briefly. "fuckkkkkkk" she hissed. 

I then felt Vada tense up and let out a sharp gasp before  she came undone in my mouth. I somehow swallowed everything in one try.  my throat burns and my mouth tastes gross but it's worth it.

"Is this gonna... ruin our friendship?" I  asked timidly. "Yeah... we can still be friends."

[hells-greatest-performers]

Sick Fic

(making up for lack of Sick Arc)

By @bunny-is-cute

As Royal Prince-Consort of Hell, Alastor has acquired an array of new skills and new powers. He could travel between rings, which other sinners could never do before, and his radio broadcasts have expanded and his power has increased with the newer souls he enslaved, and new broadcasts of the souls he tormented now expanded to all the rings.

But apparently beating the hell-flu was not part of his new skill set.

It began with his eldest child, Princess Calliope Morningstar, the spinning image of her father Lucifer, returning home from hellementary school. Her normal stoic behavior was dulled with half-lidded eyes, a slouch in her posture, and the wheezing in her breathing.

Alastor had been preparing after-school snacks when Verena went running to him, hugging his leg, and pulling at his dress pants. “Papa! Papa!” The light purple-skinned fawn spoke with worry. “Callie is sick!”

Alastor frowned his brows but a moment later Calliope did slink in, using the wall as he’d support before she began to slide down.

“Calliope!” Alastor shouted and went over to pick the child up, seeing her red circles look pale but showing signs of a fever. Alastor felt his daughter’s forehead and immediately felt the heat radiating from her skin. His worry intensified as he carried her to the couch, laying her down gently. "Verena, sweetheart, could you fetch Papa some water and a damp cloth?" he asked, trying to keep his voice calm and reassuring.

Verena nodded and scurried off, her little hooves clattering on the floor. Alastor turned his attention back to Calliope, who was now coughing weakly. "It’s okay, darling. We’ll get you feeling better soon," he whispered, stroking her hair softly.

By the time Verena returned with the water and cloth, Calliope's breathing had grown more labored. Alastor placed the cool cloth on her forehead and offered her sips of water, hoping to bring her some relief. His mind was racing with concern, not only for Calliope but for the rest of the family. If it was the Hell flu, it was only a matter of time before it spread.

Within a day, Verena and Caelan also started showing symptoms, and despite Alastor’s best efforts, he too fell victim to the illness. As the children lay in their beds, weak and feverish, Alastor found himself barely able to stand. His powers, formidable as they were, offered no protection against the relentless virus.

Lucifer, upon discovering the state of his family, immediately took charge. First, he had Rosie take the infant, Charlie, and Cherie, away from the home so that they wouldn’t get sick. Children being sick was one thing, but sick infants were another.

His worry for Alastor was palpable, but he remained composed. "Alastor, my love, you need to rest," he insisted, guiding him to their bed despite Alastor's protests.

"I'm fine, Luci. The kids—" Alastor started to say, but a violent cough cut him off, leaving him breathless and dizzy.

"The kids are being looked after," Lucifer reassured him, helping him lie down. "You need to focus on getting better."

Alastor weakened and unable to argue, relented. As he lay there, shivering and feverish, he felt the warmth of Lucifer's hand in his. Despite the haze of his illness, he was acutely aware of the love and care emanating from his husband.

He shivered and Lucifer sat in their bed. He didn’t get sick like his family or other demons. Alastor was envious of that but his mind quickly dispersed of that idea as Lucifer began to gently rub his back with his nails.

“Aww my deer is sleepy,” Lucifer said with a chuckle.

Alastor sniffled hard and shook his head, trying to pull away, “no *sniffle* I’m not,” he moaned half-heartedly. His voice was raw and aching. He’d been throwing up and along with the sore throat, he was lucky he was able to speak at all, but his talking was followed by a nasty bout of coughing.

Lucifer gently pulled Alastor back in close, having him resting against him once more, “Shhh, yes you are my dearest. Just rest. I’ve got you,” Lucifer murmured soothingly.

Alastor, too exhausted to resist, closed his eyes and allowed himself to be comforted. He felt Lucifer’s gentle caresses and the steady rise and fall of his chest.

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The days that followed were a blur of fever dreams and moments of lucidity. Whenever Alastor awoke, he found Lucifer by his side, tending to him with unwavering patience and love. He brought cool clothes for his forehead, coaxed him to drink water, and even spoon-fed him broth when he was too weak to manage on his own.

Lucifer also ensured the children were cared for, though he delegated much of their care to his clones, but his primary focus remained on Alastor, whose condition had taken a more severe turn.

One particularly difficult night, Alastor awoke drenched in sweat, his body wracked with chills. He struggled to catch his breath, each inhale a painful effort. Panic began to set in as he realized he couldn’t get enough air.

“Luci...” he rasped, his voice barely above a whisper.

Lucifer was at his side in an instant, his expression a mix of concern and determination. “I’m here, Al. Try to relax and breathe slowly. I’m going to help you.”

He carefully propped Alastor up with pillows, helping him into a more upright position. Then, with gentle yet firm hands, he began to rub Alastor’s back in slow, soothing circles, encouraging him to take deep, measured breaths.

Gradually, Alastor’s breathing steadied, though it remained labored. He clung to Lucifer’s hand, drawing strength from his presence. “Thank you,” he managed to say between breaths, his voice filled with gratitude.

Lucifer smiled softly, leaning in to press a kiss to Alastor’s forehead. “You don’t have to thank me, my love. I’m here because I love you. We’ll get through this together.”

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Days passed in a blur of fever dreams, congested breathing, and fitful sleep. Lucifer never left Alastor's side — his determination unwavering.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the fevers broke. The children began to recover first, their young bodies bouncing back with surprising resilience.

Alastor’s recovery was slower, but under Lucifer's vigilant care, he too began to regain his strength.

One morning, as he woke to find Lucifer asleep in a chair beside him, Alastor reached out and gently touched his husband’s hand.

Lucifer stirred, his eyes opening to meet Alastor’s. "Good morning," Alastor said, his voice still weak but filled with gratitude.

"Good morning, my love," Lucifer replied, a relieved smile spreading across his face. "You had us all worried."

"I know," Alastor admitted. "But I knew you’d take care of us."

Lucifer leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to Alastor’s forehead. "Always," he whispered. "Always."

[chansbabygirlsstuff]

Just a bet | Chapter 4

Paring:!badboyChanx!reader

Your POV

As I get out of the car, I can see the flashing colored lights that blind my sight as I wait for Chan to get out of the car I nervously stare at the people outside and inside the house, the sliding glass doors that let the visibility of everyone outside see what's going on inside.

"Are you ready?" he tells me next to some excited to get the party going "Yeah" I try to sound as excited as him.

We go inside the house, the atmosphere is hot, with bodies pressing along each other, dirty dancing on the floor, sloppy kisses in a corner, and alcohol by the door.

trying to squeeze through the crowd was a challenge as Chan took me to meet his friends, yeah, his friends, we'll see how that goes.

"what's up," Chan shouted trying to make a conversation with the boys over the loud music 

"This is y/n everyone!" he presented me to his group of friends 

everyone greeted you in a friendly way 

"hey I'm Felix" he made his way to your hand in a friendly way  "Hi Felix I'm Y/n"

"yeah we've heard of you," a boy with a cute smile said "Oh my name is I.N btw" 

you bowed a little to greet him. 

As everyone greeted you, you looked everywhere trying to get used to the ambiance around you

"Well, I'm going to get myself something to drink. do you want something?" he asked me shouting near my ear because of the loud music "Yeah sure," I said shyly as I felt him close to me he left me with his friends to enter the kitchen I felt the music get louder and people started jumping and dancing to the song, but I felt a grip my hip and sway me to the music and his hand guided lower to my leg centering in my lower body more and more so I turn around but encounter a random guy, the guy that was trying to dance with me!! my eyes widen and I slapped him in the face and left as I heard him scream "What the Fuck you bitch?" and run to the kitchen as I was passing by someone blew a cloud of smoke on my face, I coughed violently "What the fuck dude?!" I look back as he looks high as hell and smirks at me, I roll my eyes and look for Chan all over the big kitchen and see him leaning against a counter talking to a girl who is all over him touching his chest and almost putting her leg on top of him. 

I stare at him but his eyes find mine and he straightens his pose trying to get to me, but I leave and try to find the door, I find Changbin grinding with a girl and getting in my way, Felix sees me and stops me "what happened where are you going?" he tells me with a concerned face "nothing I just need some air" I said trying to pass me but he stopped me again. "ok you can come to me and tell me if anything happens" he smiles to me reassuringly. I swear he is too nice to be with these shitholes.

As I get out of the place I call my sister but I don't get enough signal as I walk further away from the house, I kick a rock out of frustration and try to call my sister again but nothing, I hate my fucking life, as I'm walking downhill to get to the city and call cab I feel chill as is very cold outside and I didn't bring warm clothes. 

I fucking hate that he lied to me, he said he was going to stay all night with me but no, he went with another chick to flirt or make out!, but why am I even bothered considering that I know his reputation from people who told me all around school? 

I seriously need help and stop reading those fake ass books that only get me to illusion myself to think he was being nice to me for a reason... or two... but that's not the case, I need to learn that what goes through my mind is not real, only the books can have that delusion written all over it.

I also feel scared as that weird man touched me like that, it was so inappropriate and I feel disgusting because of it, doesn't he know what respect is? I feel so uncomfortable for letting myself go into an ambiance that I know is not my safe zone, I feel guilty as I felt someone touch my body that way even if I didn't want to, While in my thoughts my tears escape my eyes as I'm sobbing, how stupid am I? 

I huff as the night gets colder and scarier as there is no source of light in this street, it gets creepier and alone but see a car turn and start following me behind, but the blinding lights of it don't let me see who it is, so I start walking faster, the creeps running through my spine and the hairs of my skin rise against my leather jacket. but the car reaches my steps and stands next to me as I see it roll down the window 

"Why did you go?" oh... it's Christopher  

"Nothing I'm fine, you can go back if you want" I do not look at him as I know my eyes must be red from crying and continue walking.

"no I promised you I would be with you" he continued the car at my pace

"well I didn't see anything of that happening" I walked faster as I didn't want to see him but his car followed next to me "I'm sorry okay?" he stopped the car and got out of it and ran to me 

He grabs my shoulders as he stands right in front of me "Let's just get inside the car and talk about it yeah?" he tries to persuade me to get in the car, and I do.

"why'd you leave" he says as I try to put my seatbelt on 

"well I didn't see you so I thought you left" I lie

"but you saw in the kitchen tho," he says the truth like an idiot 

"yeah but I saw you were busy so I thought you wouldn't spend time with me at the party," I said looking down feeling like a child who is about to get scolded 

"no love I promised you I would be there and yes I apologized because I left and talked to someone else, but my intention never was to leave you alone," he says looking at me but my head held low "But you did" I mumbled, he sighed "I'm sorry ok?" he expresses himself by putting his hand on my thigh and then on his chest "I promise to never do that again, that was very low of me" I looked at him while he looked at me, fucking butterflies why now, I feel the heat hit my ears and cheeks, I need to get a hold of myself

"but even when you saw you should've talked to me," he said starting the car once dating and driving, "yeah but either way I was uncomfortable," I said as I checked if my makeup was ruined on the car's mirror.

"why love did someone do something to you?" he said caringly

"Yeah, a guy... you know" I stopped as I felt my eyes get watery "he touched me inappropriately"

"He touched you" he exclaimed as he was surprised by my answer

"Yeah I was very scared," I said cleaning my tears   

"Did you do something about it? you should have called me or one of the guys" he raises his voice in anger 

"I'm sorry" I apologize and he changes his mood

"I'm not mad at you love, I'm mad at that bastard, he can't be treating ladies like you like that," he said looking at the road a bit mad "And don't cry ok? You're at least safe, you with me now" he smiles and caresses my shoulder, fucking butterflies again, am I that touched deprived or is he just too touchy to have talked a week ago?

"how about  if we go do something you like?" he says and I nod 

"what do you like to do at night" his sweet and caring smile looks at me as I look out the window of shyness

"I like to walk at night and eat some ice cream, I like quiet places" I express my liking to him as he pays attention to me 

"ok so let us go to the park and eat some ice cream," he says enthusiastically 

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Hi my lovelies

Here is the 4th chapter sorry for being late I promise to post another one soon!

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texasgirl1344 suggested this in a comment on a post I made (Dabi under a lust quirk). It sounded fun so here you go! 

Smut. 18+. Blowjobs, masturbation, fist time sex, etc.

There he is again. That guy who comes into the convenience store you work at and buys a random assortment of snacks, a hood pulled low, casting his eyes in shadow, a medical mask covering his nose and mouth. From his build and the glimpses you’ve gotten of his eyes, he’s pretty cute. He rarely speaks, but he seems nice enough. 

Of course he turns out to be a villain. 

At the end of your shift, you’re taking out the garbage in the alley behind the store when you see bright blue light to your left, further down the alley. The guy in the hood had only left a few minutes ago, and you’re struck by the fear that he’s gotten caught up in something, so you do a very stupid thing. You investigate the bright light. 

At the other end of the alley, you find your cute hooded stranger shooting blue flames out of his hands, his hood blowing back from the air pressure and revealing black shiny hair. In front of him, three charred bodies lie at his feet, smoke rising from their forms. You recognize him now, even with the mask still on. This man is a dangerous, wanted villain named Dabi. You’ve seen clips of him on the news, committing violent acts. 

Your first instinct is to flee, but you don’t want to alert him to your presence, so you try to back away quietly. And your foot hits a metal soda can, making a shockingly loud sound. Because of course it does. 

Dabi turns around and your eyes meet. There’s a brief pause where you both seem surprised and speechless. Then you turn and run back down the alley, some ancient prey instinct taking over your body. 

You don’t get far. He’s on you within seconds, grabbing you by the back of your shirt and jerking you backwards, into his grasp. He drags you over to the brick wall and tosses you against it, then slams one hand into the wall right beside your head. 

“Can’t believe you made a run for it,” he says, sounding slightly out of breath. 

“Please don’t kill me!” you blurt out, your whole body shaking with fear. Should you do it? Should you use your quirk? 

He pulls off the mask and takes a deep breath. “No point hiding my face now, huh? You know who I am.”

You nod. “Y-you’re Dabi.”

“That’s right. And I really didn’t want to kill you, but I can’t have you reporting to the heroes that I’m hanging around this area,” he says, then leans in close. “So what should I do with you?”

You shrink back as far as you can against the wall. “I won’t tell anyone! I swear!” You know saying things like that is pointless. He has no reason to trust you. 

“Sorry, but I can’t just take your word for it, can I?”

You start to sniffle as tears sting your eyes. You have to use it. There’s a risk involved, but it’s better than dying. You start to charge up your power, but you need to buy a few more seconds of time. “O-okay,” you stammer, “but please don’t burn me. You can stab me or bash my head in or whatever, but I’ve always been terrified of fire.”

He stares at you for a moment, then sighs and pulls back a few inches away from you. “Alright, I won’t burn you to death. So stop crying. I’ll just-“

Before he can finish the sentence, you hit him with your quirk. A massive cloud of pink dust explodes from your body, enveloping Dabi and causing him to cough and hack, waving his arm frantically to try to knock the dust away from his face. But it’s too late. He’s already inhaled it. 

Your friends have joked that your quirk reminds them of a skunk, because you once had to use it this way before. A man was trying to rob the store one night and had a gun pointed at your face. You hit him with the quirk and ran off while he was dealing with the consequences. 

Those consequences included a painfully sudden erection that didn’t go away for hours. At least, that’s what usually happened. To be clear, the quirk only makes people so aroused that they can hardly bear it. The quirk doesn’t make them attracted to you in the slightest. In fact, the few times you’ve used it (mostly on accident), the person hit with it ran to the nearest bathroom to furiously masturbate if they didn’t have a lover to run to. But you did realize the potential danger of using it on the wrong person, someone who didn’t care who they fucked and didn’t care about consent. Your quirk didn’t override a person’s mind or values, but someone who already thought nothing of raping someone would be very dangerous under the effects of this quirk. 

Dabi was a villain. It was certainly possible that he was the wrong sort of person to use it on. But it was either this or be killed. 

Presently, Dabi has dropped to his knees, panting heavily, looking down at his crotch in disbelief and then back at you. 

“What the fuck did you do to me?” he asks, his voice strained. 

“It’s a lust quirk. It’ll wear off in a few hours,” you tell him, backing away, getting ready to run back to the store, where a few other employees were still cleaning up before closing time. 

He groans, rubbing at his crotch though his pants. “A few hours?! Fuck!”

You pause and watch him, unable to take your eyes off his face, the healthy parts of his skin flushed red, his soft hair hanging in his eyes, his hand struggling to unbuckle his belt, stilted moans escaping his lips. 

Oh fuck, he’s hot. 

He looks up at you, and instead of looking threatening or angry, he just looks… hungry. Like he’s starving and you have a big plate of food in your hands. His eyes move over you, but he makes no attempt to grab you or even touch you. 

Suddenly you feel sorry for him. You step closer to him and say, “Do you want me to help you to a restroom?” 

He groans and tries to stand up, stumbling a bit. You take hold of one of his arms and help steady him, then you help him walk back to the store. 

The store is empty, and you remember that they had decided to close up early today. You feel like slapping yourself for forgetting, but it does make things less awkward as you lead Dabi to the men’s restroom and into a stall. He flops down on the toilet, fully clothed, and you turn to leave. 

Only, you can’t bring yourself to walk out of the restroom. You hear Dabi’s belt coming undone, and you go back to the open stall, where he’s in the process of unbuttoning his pants. He looks up at you questioningly. 

“Um… can I… watch?” 

His flushed face frowns. “Huh? You a pervert or something?”

“No! I just… Sorry, never mind! I shouldn’t have asked that!” You own face is flushed as you start to leave again. 

“I don’t care,” he says, those eyes looking at you hungrily again. Weird. Your quirk shouldn’t have that effect on him. 

“Really? Are you sure?”

He nods, finally getting his pants open and pulling his cock free. It’s huge, and so hard and stiff, it looks like it’s about to explode. You blush as you stare at it, watching his hand begin moving up and down the length, feeling transfixed as the tip glistens. He has three piercings that look like they were incredibly painful, but somehow they turn you on. You stand there in the doorway of the stall, holding onto the door frame, squeezing your thighs together to prevent the growing wetness between your legs from leaking out, watching this villain stroke his cock. You face is hot, tinted pink, your lips open. You’re beginning to breathe harder. 

Dabi looks at your face and, between ragged breaths, asks, “Did your quirk affect you too?”

“No,” you answer, “I’m immune.”

His eyes pointedly shift to your thighs, where your arousal has dripped down from under your short skirt and is leaving a trail down your leg. You gasp and reach down to try to cover it with your arm, but it’s no use. Dabi has already seen it. You squish your thighs even tighter together and say, “I’ve never watched someone jack off before. I didn’t know it would be so…”

“So what?” he asks, tilting his head back but still watching your face as his arm increases speed and force. The motion is making a wet sound as his hand spreads the wetness from the tip all over the shaft. 

“So… hot.”

He suddenly grabs a handful of toilet paper and covers the end of his cock with it. He groans and closes his eyes, then his whole body tenses. A few seconds later, he pulls the paper away and tosses it in the nearby trash can, exhaling a deep breath and leaning his back against the wall behind him. 

It only takes a moment for him to realize something is wrong and sit up straight, looking down at his still fully hard cock. “What the fuck?”

“Sorry, it’s because of the quirk. I said it’ll last a few hours, remember?”

“You mean it’s gonna stay hard the whole time?” he asks, looking at his own dick as if it had betrayed him. He groans as the feeling of uncontrollable arousal hits him again, and his hand is already beginning to move again. 

You shift uncomfortably in the doorway, your panties so wet that it feels like you’ve peed yourself. “I can help, if you want me to.”

His eyes shift to your face immediately, his hand freezing in place. “What?”

You step closer. “I just thought… since I caused this, I could help. If that’s okay with you.”

He opens his legs further apart and looks you in the eyes. “Do whatever you want.”

He must have expected you to reach down and stroke him with your hand, because he seems very surprised when you drop to your knees in front of him and lean your face forward. You extend your tongue and gently lap at the tip of his cock, causing him to moan. You’ve never even touched a dick before, something your friends tease you about, considering your quirk, but your instincts guide you. 

You close your lips around his cock, swirling your tongue around it as you move back and forward, letting it hit the back of your throat. You feel one of Dabi’s hands on your head, burying his fingers in your hair. You prod one of his piercings with your tongue and his cock twitches in your mouth. This all turns you on so much that you spread your knees apart, pull your skirt up, and shove one hand down the front of your panties. You have a well used vibrator at home but you’re so aroused, your fingers stroking your clit will easily get the job done.  

Seeing you do this must have turned Dabi on as well, because it feels like he just got even harder, if that was possible, and he moans as he presses your head down, making you fight to suppress your gag reflex. Then, all at once he pushes your head down so hard that you feel like you’re choking, and groans as he cums down your throat. 

You swallow it all eagerly, your hand still working between your legs. You only regret that he was so far down your throat when he came, you didn’t get a proper taste of his cum. You want it to coat your tongue. You want to savor it. 

He’s still hard in your mouth, so you don’t pull away even when he moves his hand from your head. You just start moving your tongue around him again, sliding your lips up and down him. You glance up at his face and see him looking at you with a strange expression. It’s unreadable, but he can’t take his eyes off you as you continue sucking him off and pleasuring yourself at the same time. 

You feel yourself getting close to climaxing, so you increase the intensity of your strokes, feeling your body quiver. Finally, you cum, and you let his cock slide out of your mouth just long enough to moan. When he sees this, he suddenly grips your chin and presses two fingers into your mouth, holding it open as he shoots his cum onto your tongue. 

You slide your tongue around in your open mouth, tasting his cum and spreading it all over the inside of your mouth. It’s so good, you think you might get addicted. You pull your sopping wet hand out of your panties, fingers sticky, and reach toward the toilet paper, but Dabi catches your hand in his and pulls your fingers into his mouth, licking them clean. 

He’s still hard. Of course he is. His eyes are looking increasingly wild and desperate, the lust completely over taking him. Soon he’ll be like a feral animal, doing anything and everything to cum again. If you don’t want to be fucked by him, now is probably the time to leave, before he loses himself completely. You stand up on shaky legs and look down at him. He’s breathing hard, one hand starting to stroke himself again, hair disheveled, blue eyes staring up at you. You look at his cock, and you wonder if that monster will even fit inside you. But he has that look again, like he’s positively starving for you, like he wants you more than anything else in the world. 

This man was going to kill you only a little while ago. Now you want his dick to obliterate your virginity. Maybe you’re not so immune to your quirk after all. You reach under your skirt and pull your panties down, tossing them aside. You step closer to Dabi and say, “I can help you some more if you want.”

He reaches up and jerks the skirt down so fast, you almost fall down from the force. He practically tears it from your body, leaving you exposed from the waist down. You feel a quick rush of embarrassment, but it quickly passes. You’ve been staring at his dick all this time. Why be embarrassed by him staring at your pussy? 

You position yourself above his cock, placing the tip right at your entrance. You rub yourself on him a bit, then prepare to lower yourself. “This is my first time, so be-“

He doesn’t let you finish the sentence. With a growl of pure, animalistic lust, he grabs your waist and pulls you down. You’re so slick from cumming earlier that, combined with him pulling you down so forcefully, his massive cock goes all the way in. For a moment, your brain goes complete numb. You don’t breathe. Your eyes go wide as tears fill them. You don’t move a muscle, you just sit there, impaled on his cock, your whole body twitching. Then you gasp, starting to breathe again. You’ve never felt pain quite like that before, but it also feels incredible. You’re so full of him, so warm, you want him to go even deeper. 

His eyes, clouded with desire as they are, stay on your face. “You okay?” he manages to ask 

“Yeah,” you say, “I think you just rearranged my insides, but I’m good.”

He laughs, but his face is still full of lust, arousal. He’s being as patient as he can, but he wants to move. You can feel it in the way his muscles are twitching. 

You take a deep breath and brace yourself, then you start moving, slowly and gingerly at first, just wiggling around a bit, and then you raise yourself up slightly so that you can slide back down. 

Dabi tosses his head back, grunts of “Fuck!” escaping his lips. His hands are still on your waist, gripping the flesh there for dear life. 

After a while, you start to feel more comfortable, so your movements get more bold. You’re riding him now, grinding against him, arms wrapped around his neck. The sounds he’s making almost bring you to orgasm again on their own. Soon after, his whole body stiffens, he moans again, and you feel him cum inside you. How does he have anything left? 

You slide off him and stand in the stall on trembling legs. He must know you need a break, because he starts jacking off again, using the sticky combination of your and his cum, and the small amount of blood from your deflowering, as lube. You watch him, mesmerized by the sight. Eventually he cums again, though only a few drops ooze out. 

He’s still hard, the poor guy. You start to feel sorry for everyone you’ve ever used this quirk on, even the guy who held you at gun point. You had no idea the effects were so intense. 

You have to take responsibility and help him out again. Two handjobs and another blowjob later, the quirk has finally worn off, and both of you are exhausted. You’ve collapsed onto his lap, breathing hard, clutching his jacket. You gather your strength and stand up, picking up your discarded clothing from the floor. 

You glance back at Dabi, who has his head leaned back, his eyes closed. Did he pass out? Should you take this chance to run away? That was the original plan after all. But no, something tells you not to do that. 

“So are you still going to kill me?” you ask, keeping your voice even. 

He lifts his head and looks at you. “I was never gonna kill you. I was gonna threaten you a little and try to scare you into not calling the heroes on my ass.”

“Oh,” you say, feeling stupid. 

He slowly stands up and buttons his pants. “I told you I didn’t want to kill you. Why do you think I keep coming in here?”

You still don’t get it. Maybe your brain is still fuzzy from all the orgasms. “Why do you keep coming in here?”

He gives you a weak grin. “There’s this cute girl who works here. I like seeing her smile when I walk in.”

You blush at that, your own grin spreading across your face. “What a coincidence. There’s this cute guy who comes in all the time but hides his face. I’ve always wanted to know who he is.”  

Dabi laughs as he heads to the sink and washes his hands. You watch him in the mirror, your mind drifting back to all the things you just did with this man. When he’s finished, he opens the door to the restroom. He looks at you over his shoulder and says, “That’s a hell of a quirk you have. Next time, let’s be a little better prepared.”

With that, he leaves. You look at yourself in the mirror. Hair messy, cheeks flushed red, drying cum on your face. All you can think is, “Next time?”

[joanquill]

Caught making out

hello! 😊, I would like number 4, it would be Louis James moriarty x Reader Make it funny and cute at the same time, I really liked William's version.

Louis James Moriarty

A/N: Better lock them doors and turn the lights down low~ Tag/s: Established Relationship Warning/s: Profanity, Suggestive

"Hey, Louis. Fred is asking about--Oh, shit. Sorry, my bad..." Sebastian muttered as he entered Louis' room and left just as quickly.

You and Louis froze in place, your hair and clothes a mess, while you straddled Louis' lap.

You heard rapid footsteps fading into the distance, but you couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Hey, Bonde! You couldn't believe what I saw in Louis' room!" you heard Sebastian's muffled voice followed by a hearty laugh, making your heart drop.

"Oh, f-...!" you quickly pushed yourself away from Louis, stumbling out of his lap and landing on the floor.

"(Y/N)!"

"I'm okay! " you reassured as you quickly got up on your feet, buttoning back your clothes as you rushed out the door.

You quickly looked around the hall, seeing Sebastian making a run towards a confused Bonde.

"MORAN!" you screamed in desperation, stepping on the stair railing and jumping, your eyes locked on the colonel.

"(Y/N)!" Bonde called out, trying to catch you, but you landed on Sebastian's back, making him fall on his face.

You groaned in pain as you stood up, stumbling a little as you grabbed the back of Sebastian's collar.

"Come here..." you grumbled, making him chuckle.

"Hey now, there's no need to be embarrassed. Besides, it was my fault for not knocking,"

"Huh? Why? What happened?" Bonde asked, intrigued as he looked at you.

Your cheeks flared up as you looked away, making Sebastian snicker as you pulled harder on his collar.

"Do you want to join our past targets in hell?" you taunted, a dark aura surrounding you while Sebastian kept a smug grin.

"Hey, at least I've never been caught-" you covered his mouth tightly, almost letting him not breathe as Bonde put two and two together.

"No way! You and Louis!? Since when!?" he excitedly asked as he grabbed you by the shoulders, shaking you violently.

"What about Young (Y/N) and Louis?" Jack-sensei asked as he entered the room with Fred from the gardens.

"What's all this commotion about?" Albert asked as he and William entered, coming home from their business in London.

You felt your soul leave your body as you fell on the floor, wanting the Earth to just swallow you right then and there.

"Just kill me now..." you grumbled, making Sebastian laugh as he patted your back.

"Congrats~" he grinned, emphasizing his greeting as you tried to hide your face as much as possible.

"That's enough," you heard Louis sigh as he pulled you up, wrapping your shoulders with his coat.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly, making you blush as you felt many eyes staring at you both, surprised to see a new softer side to Louis.

"Yeah... I'm okay," you reassured, turning away as your ears started turning red.

"Moran, what did you want?" Louis asked, appearing calm as he shielded you from the crowd.

"Fred just wanted to ask when you were gonna make dinner," Sebastian answered, innocently smiling as he dusted himself off.

Louis furrows his brows as he checked his pocketwatch, seeing he was off schedule.

"R-Right... Apologies. I was preoccupied with something," Louis coughed as he rushed to the kitchen, his hand on your waist as he brought you along.

"Sorry..." he whispered, his ears completely red as you covered your face.

"No... It's okay..." you reassured, staying close to him in the kitchen.

You looked back at the group and saw Sebastian and Bonde staring at you with a knowing look, making your blood rush to your face.

"Oh? Oh..." Jack-sensei muttered, turning to you with a surprised expression.

"Oh, dear..." William muttered, turning away as he covered his mouth, trying not to laugh while Albert pursed his lips and stared at the floor, covering his face with his hand.

"It was nice knowing you all." you smiled in defeat as you walked off.

"Aw, (Y/N). Come on!" Sebastian protested and wrapped an arm around your shoulders, keeping you in place as the others followed.

"We were just messing with you!"

"There's no need to be ashamed,"

[would-this-pokemon-be-a-friend]

Scarlet/Violet has made me obsessed with Jumpluff!!! The way they waddle up to you in the wild and do their happy little jump is just too cute- it's easily become my favorite grass type from that alone, so I must ask...Would Jumpluff make a good housepet?

Unfortunately, while jumpluff gets a B rank, I can’t recommend them as a house pet for a few reasons tied to their natural life cycle.

Size isn’t the issue, and neither is friendliness. Unlike their hoppip relatives, jumpluffs aren’t often blown away by the wind outside of their control: they can use their cotton-puffs to “deftly control” their flight on the wind (Gold, Crystal). I’m sure the five extra pounds don’t hurt either. Whereas with hoppip I stressed that you should not let them out in open air unsupervised lest they float away on accident, you don’t have to worry about that with jumpluffs. “Accidentally” being the important word there.

See, jumpluffs have a particular life cycle that drives them to travel for their whole lives. Jumpluffs travel the whole world on warm seasonal winds in order to spread their spores and reproduce (Silver, Ruby/Sapphire, FireRed). This journey is their entire life goal, as once their spores run out, they die (Scarlet). In my post about whimsicotts, I was concerned that their mental health would deteriorate if they were prevented from their natural migration. I am concerned that the case may be the same with jumpluffs. If prevented from making this instinct-driven journey, your jumpluff may become unhappy or even lash out. They may be more likely to try and escape than other pokémon. I just don’t know how happy and healthy they’d be in a home.

Keeping a jumpluff may also not be the best for your health. The pokédex explains that if you accidentally breathe in any of their cotton spores, “you’ll be racked with coughs and itchiness” (Violet). This concern would be amplified for anyone with conditions like asthma. Jumpluffs can even use these spores to attack with moves like Stun Spore, Sleep Powder, and Poison Powder, all of which can have dire consequences for your health. Jumpluffs aren’t inherently violent, but like I said earlier, they may become unhappy and lash out if prevented from performing their global migration.

Overall, while they do score a B rank in the algorithm, I cannot recommend anyone adopt a jumpluff as a house pet. Their lifestyle is entirely geared around traveling long distances, so it may be detrimental to their mental and physical health to stay in one place long-term. Their cotton-puff spores can also present health issues for humans, which is concerning, to say the least. Unfortunately, I’d say that this pokémon is best left out in the wild to be observed on lovely summer days.

[vee-beeee]

Virus

HELLO

Im literally so sick so I hope this is COHERANT

I have been supa sick, and i got an idea of what is would be like if Connor was there do help you during a sick day.

another supa short one, robo camping is coming soon

Warnings: sickness :(, connor being cute and protective over your well being, he worries, author is ill and this might not make sense, slight smoochery

Connor x reader

1,194 words baby

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An alarm is going off somewhere.

You hear it and moan, not wanting to start the day yet. Your body starts to wake up, and you pull out a hand from under the giant metal pillow. The aforementioned giant pillow grunts and starts moving, while you use your newly gained hand to try and rub the sleepiness from your eyes.

You hear another groan that sounds slightly like your name from somewhere around your head and arms wrap tightly around your middle, and you feel a hard nose snuggling into your head and hair. You sleepily sit there, content grin plastered on your face as you feel Connor's synthetic breathes against you.

And then you swallow. Aaaand your throat feels raw. and it HURTS.

Your eyes shoot open, and you make another realization. Your nose is stuffed, you can barely breathe.

And then comes a coughing fit.

You rush to lean back on your elbows, and cover your cough with your arm.

"Sweetheart?" you hear a low voice behind you, the voices owner moving up to sit by your side. A hand comes to rest on your arm and another wraps around you as you violently wheeze. You turn to him and sniffle, eyes still bleary from sleep and darkness, and make out an anxious yellow circle. You break into another coughing fit just as you were about to respond, turning away from Connor to cover it in your elbow again.

The hand previously on your arm suddenly shoots up to your head and you mumble something along the lines of "donttt feel-gooodd". Then you start leaning into the cool hand that's resting on your temple.

"Your running a 100.3 fever my dear. Of course you don't feel good." A now very awake voice responds, starting to draw the hand away. You moan and reach out to grab his palm and place it to your cheek, rubbing against it as he moves his fingers to cup your face. His soft sigh echo's through the room and he informs you "My scans indicate you have caught a virus. Symptoms include a fever, coughing, fatigue, sneezing, and body aches. You have a fever and I already heard the coughing." You exhale and throw yourself back into the pillows resigning yourself to the fate of being sick. You fling your arms over your eyes as Conner moves his hand to your arm, and you nestle further into the bed.

"You're staying home" your eyes shoot open and you move your arm down from your face to try and stare at him through the darkness. Your eyes adjust and see that his little LED is blinking yellow and red, and suddenly your bedsides tables light is on. A soft glow fills the room. You begin to protest as he closes his eyes and you know he's sending a message to Hank.

"Nooo but Connor I have super important stuff to get done today. I have to work on the Lea's case. Gavin's gonna be pissed if I don't show" you roll your body over to fully face him and give him a dramatic look. But now that you could see him, illuminated by the light, it was your turn to scan the android. His hair was mused up, and his shirt was riding up his chest along with his sweatpants. His eyes looked sleepy when they opened back up, they always looked like that after his robo rest mode. He caught you staring and you flushed, (more than you already were, being super sick and all) but he just smiled

"Yes you are. I am too. I'm going to take care of you." Connor looked into your eyes and you could see his were filled with worry, and he took a hand to move your hair and lean over to kiss your head. "Connor I'm probably sweaty" you grumbled and tried to push him away by shoving at his shoulders, but your hands met an unmovable object.

"I dont really care, i enjoy kissing you"

After that he left you to go start some tea to help your throat, but before that he situated you in bed. He also brought you tissues and pillows and blankets galore. You happily nested in, and watched a movie while you waited for him. It was super comfortable, but the rapid sneezing and coughing was really not. You stared of into space next to the tv that hung on your wall, and thought about how grateful you were for Connor.

Speaking of Conner, a blob shaped like him entered your vision. And he looked....guilty?

"Im sorry my darling, but I really need you to take this."

And then you saw what he was holding. And you gasped (and then proceeded into a coughing fit)

It was that horrible, nasty grape flavored cough medicine.

You recoiled as he got closer to the bed, and he looked guiltier and guiltier by the second. He sat down on your legs and started to unscrew the cap. You violently shuddered and closed your eyes, getting ready for the plastic cup to part your lips and give you that disgusting liquid.

Instead you felt a different kind of plastic meet your lips. It was another set of lips.

Connor was kissing you and, in turn, giving you the medicine.

Was this possible? Who cares, don't look it up. Its possible now.

While moving your lips open, Connor gently grabbed the back of your head and gave you all of it. At first you thought the hand was just there to lovingly stroking your hair. But then you realized he was probably holding you in place and making sure you were swallowing it all. His other hand subtly reached out and found yours, and squeezed it as you shuddered and began to swallow the gross medicine. He gently pulled away, wiping his and your lips.

"I thought I would try paring an unpleasant experience with a pleasant one. Did you enjoy that more than usual? Your heart rate says yes." you blinked your eyes open, not realizing you had closed them and smiled gently at him "Yes I much prefer that than regular" His eyes glinted and he chuckled, continuing to hold your hand.

He then gently moved you forwards, and nestled himself between you and your pillows. He warned that he would need to be up in a couple minutes to get the kettle for when the water was hot, and you just nodded and snuggled into his hard front.

After a while your eyes fell and you knocked out, and he heard the kettle whistling. He gently moved you from in front of him and got up to make the tea. Connor turned to look at you as he was leaving the room standing in the doorway to study you. Your eyelashes gently on your cheek, your chest slowly rising and falling, and all of this made his lips quirk upwards.

He got the tea ready for you, and walked into your shard room to place it on the table next to your bed. You would see it when you woke up.

Then Connor started on something Hank suggested to him when he was told you were sick.

Some good old Chicken Noodle Soup.

When you finally woke up and saw a still steaming cup of tea on your table, and hearing pots and pans clank in the kitchen you smiled and took a sip of the drink.

You were happy to have such a wonderful boyfriend to take care of you.

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THANKS FOR READING MY RANDOM THOUGHT

Again ignore spelling errors or plot holes! Im sick so if it doesnt make sense uhhhhhh

About that medicine thing, pretend for me that its a totally reasonable thing

[sugarcloudsky]

Uh,is this where i can request x readers if yes could i have a capsiacin x reader who is gets worried quite easily and is gets extremly worried for capsiacin after the 2nd trial

-gae anon

「By Your Side」

character: capsaicin cookie

wc: 1.3k

cws: mentions of fires, reader is described to be sick but the illness is not graphic, very slight prune juice x kouign amann, if you squint

had a lot of fun with this one, although it took me forever to proofread LOL

Oh man, this was bad— this was really bad. You didn’t know what to do, you didn’t know how to react. All you could do was run, run as fast as your legs could carry you. No matter how much your legs cried for you to rest, you pressed on, running, running.

Continuing as your lungs began to give up on you. Continuing as you stumbled and tripped, barely able to save yourself from falling onto the hard concrete. Continuing as you began to wheeze and cough violently into your face mask. Continuing as dark and upsetting scenarios began to play in your mind. You could do nothing but simply shake away those thoughts and keep running.

Today was a mess, which was only the lightest you could put it.

First of all, you were sick with a fever. It was an unfortunate event, you caught the fever after recently visiting some distant relatives. So, that sucked. Not to mention, the yearly Triple Cone Cup event was quickly approaching, and your partner, Capsaicin Cookie, was chosen to be the representative for Scovillia. You were upset at the fact that you wouldn’t be able to attend the event and cheer on your lover, being too sick to go. And plus, you didn’t really want to get others sick too, so that was that.

So, against your wishes to see your partner in action, you stayed back in his dorm, huddled up in his comfy bed, with a cute little care package he so lovingly crafted and left for you on the bedside. He insisted to you that he didn’t mind you staying back, as you had a good reason to anyway. That still didn’t stop you from feeling guilty about it, though. Alas, you had to remain there, with your only company being the many stuffed bears you had gifted to Capsaicin several times prior.

There was a solution, though!

You could easily watch the event broadcasted live on tv! So although it wasn’t as good as actually being there, it was still good enough. After all, you mostly just wanted to watch Capsaicin Cookie participate in the trials. You were disappointed about not being there, but eventually you thought, eh, it can’t be so bad.

And then, the second trial happened.

After watching the first trial go off without a hitch, you were able to watch the event mostly stress-free. You snuggled into the warm blankets and stuffed bears, (while also noting that they smelled a lot like Capsaicin) watching as Parfaedia claimed the victory of the first trial.

The second trial, however, was a lot different.

This trial required the three school’s representatives to venture into a forest, and eventually, a hall of magic mirrors. It was quite odd, and quite nerve wracking, as you were unable to see what the competitors had to deal with within.

After many moments of anxiety, the Crème Knights were next to claim the victory, but that celebration was short-lived. As it was revealed that the hall of mirrors belonging to the Scovillia representative— had caught fire.

Immediately, rescue gelatos had been dispatched to help save Capsaicin Cookie, who was presumably still trapped inside the flames.

Watching this all go down made your heart jump into your throat, and your hands began to clam up. At first, there was only disbelief, but soon you realized, this was real. So, against your weak body’s pleas, you clumsily stumbled upwards, before forcing your legs to run.

It burned, but you didn’t care, you just needed to make sure—!

You needed to make sure Capsaicin Cookie was okay…!

As you approached the colosseum, you could barely make out a crowd gathering around something. You attempt to peek over everyone’s heads, trying to see what or who was in the center of the mass of cookies, but to no avail.. until you finally notice the familiar bright red hair. Your eyes widen immediately, and you begin to push and squeeze past the crowd desperately.

“CAPSAICIN COOKIE!”

Many heads are turned to you, but you ignore them as best as you can. You cry his name once again, which finally gets his attention. He looks around, looking for the source of the person calling his name, before his eyes stop at you, and he freezes.

He watches as you push past the group of cookies, before nearly tackling him to the ground with a hug. Your arms were wrapped around him tight, seemingly not wanting to let go any time soon. Instead of immediately squeezing the life out of you in return, he simply wraps his arms around you in a meek manner, a bit frazzled.

He can’t believe that you’re here right now. He takes in how disheveled you are, how you’re still wearing your messy and wrinkled pajamas. He wants to say something, but he doesn’t know what to say. But before he can utter anything, you cut him off.

“I was— I was so worried! W—when I saw what happened, I—” You can’t even get a full sentence out properly, frantically stumbling over your words. Exhaling shakily, you settle with holding him tight, nuzzling your face into his chest. He simply allows you to hold him, patting your head softly.

Capsaicin’s face is still pulled into a grimace, as he stands silently, unmoving. With all the eyes on him, he couldn’t move. He felt like he couldn’t face anyone right now, not after what just happened.

Kouign Amann Cookie, who had been there with Prune Juice Cookie as well, takes notice of Capsaicin Cookie’s tenseness. Kouign Amann was the one who helped pull Prune Juice and Capsaicin to safety. Wanting to help calm Capsaicin at least a bit, she nudges Prune Juice’s arm gently, hoping he would get the hint.

“Well,” Kouign Amann calls suddenly, waving her hand, “This trial has weighed heavily on the three of us. We would truly appreciate it if you all could leave us alone for a moment.”

Prune Juice nods wordlessly, his signature closed-eye smile present on his face. Capsaicin’s muscles relax, even just slightly. He looks over at Kouign Amann, and she sends him a caring smile.

Finally, the crowd begins to dissipate, leaving the four cookies to stand alone, in a heavy silence. None of them seem to know what to say or do in such a situation. That is until this time, Prune Juice speaks up, turning to Kouign Amann.

“Shall we join the crowd, Miss Crème Knight?” He quietly jokes to her with an almost cheeky grin, and Kouign Amann smiles.

“We shall.” She bows in a joking manner, before patting Capsaicin on the arm in a comforting manner and waving goodbye to the both of you.

This finally left just you and Capsaicin Cookie alone.

You didn’t move at all. You didn’t say anything else. You only wanted to remain in his arms, holding him with a vice grip, as if he would disappear from your arms if you ever let go.

He looks down at you, guilty for making you come out this far, and even just making you worry at all. He wants to say so much to you, apologize, comfort you, talk to you, but, all he can muster is a pathetic “sorry.”

You don’t reply, you only hum quietly in acknowledgement. It almost comes out as a whine as you meekly whisper to him,

“Can we just go home now?”

Capsaicin almost feels his heart stop when he sees the tears in your eyes.

Breathing unevenly, he hugs you closer and thinks to himself. That's right.. he’ll feel better once he gets home and takes a long nap in his soft bed, right? And especially if you’re there, then…

“…Okay.”

The walk back to the Scovillia dorms was quiet, maybe a bit too quiet. You held his arm firmly, eyes glued to the ground in front of you as you two trudged quietly, a gloomy mood surrounding the both of you.

For the rest of the day, you did not leave Capsaicin’s side.

[l0sercat]

Dbd when you say a terrible pick up line pt2

The Trickster

He sighed and turned around and stared at you

You've been following him around all trial and he never did anything like it because he thought it was cute

Now he was a little annoyed and confused

"Why are you following me?" He asked

You gave him a wicked grin "'Cause I was told to follow my dreams" You blush

He pauses and chuckles "Is that supposed to be a pick up line?" He asks rhetorically

He grabs your chin and tilts it up and presses a kiss to your lips "Your lucky your cute"

The Twins

You were on a hook and she was just standing in front of you

You looped her for 4gens so she was pissed

You didn't have anything else to do so you decided to say jokes

She was not amused at all so you decided to say a pick up line "Do you ever get tired of running through my mind all night?"

She looks taken aback and blushes a bit

She looks away and turns aways, she mutters under her breathe and rolls her eyes

Jake Park

He was teaching you how to efficiently and more quickly sabotage hooks

"Your hands look heavy can I hold them for you?" You say out of no where

He coughs violently and blushes

He whips his head towards you "W-what?!" He says with a embarrassed look

You grin and move your hand to his face cupping it and squishing his cheeks together

His lips pucker and he gives you a look with his big round eyes so you kiss him and then remove your hand and smile gently at him

Nea Karlsson

You guys were graffiting together and you are sitting down taking a break

You admired her and how cool she looked, you sat up to quickly

So everything was spinny and blurry "woah" you clutched your head and closed you eyes and sighed

"woah hey you okay" you smiled and looked at her

"I can't tell if that was an earthquake, or if you seriously just rocked my world" you say smirking

She looks at you and shakes her head and ruffles your hair "that was terrible hun get better pick up lines" and gets back to work

Two works in one day 🤨

[aajjks]

she loves to say it’s me when it’s HER 💗 also that is such a twist!!! 😆😆😆

mommy issues!JK

should you quit your job? you’re unsure of what to do. you’ve been teaching for over a year now and honestly, you’ve grown quite attached to your job. putting smiles on your students’ faces, teaching them new things everyday, and being a shoulder for them to lean on is the reason why you teach. you took this career path because you wanted to give love to those who needed it or maybe to help heal your inner child.

if you lose that, what else will you do? what else can you do? there are a lot of thoughts running in your head but you decide not to confront jungkook about it. right now, you’re focused on putting some food on your stomach. all that energy you put into wrecking nara’s car has completely exhausted you.

“i’m gonna go pick up alina from the house. i’ll meet you guys in a bit, k? you two make reservations for a table of four. see ya in a bit” eunwoo says before getting in his car and driving off to go get his wife. meanwhile, both you and jungkook get in your cars and head back home so you can drop your car off and ride together.

seeing the two of you together, hand-in-hand, smiling lovingly at each other; nara is in disbelief. once again, you’re walking off with her knight in shining armor and it’s not fair. your destructive nature should have waved a lot of red flags yet jungkook stood there justifying your actions. even eunwoo was on your side and nara can’t understand why.

despite her car being totaled and her heart in pieces, she still thinks she has a chance. her last ditch effort to pull you away from jungkook is to tell you the truth about him. he killed her aunt irene and his family helped cover it up. would you love jungkook as the killer her is? she doubts it. you’ll hate him forever and she’ll make sure of it.

“table for four please”

“the next table will be available in 10 more minutes. is that okay with you?”

“that’s fine”

“okay. can i have a name?”

“kim y/n”

“okay. we’ll call your name in 10”

“thank you”

you go and take a seat in the lobby and right on time, alina and eunwoo show up. “hey guys! we have to wait 10 minutes for our seat—,” your statement is cut when your eyes land on alina’s full tummy.

“oh my god!!! alinaaaa!!! you’re pregnant?!! congratulations!!”

“yeppp” eunwoo smiles. “it’s official. baby #2 is in the oven”

~🫧

This is such a blissful time, despite being fired from his job, Jungkook is having a time of his life whenever you’re there his life just gets better and better.

Seol is doing good so there’s nothing to worry about he’s gone a lot better ever since your visit to their house yesterday just proves how perfect you are for his family.

Right now he’s having lunch with you and his best friends.

Jungkook smiles big when you point out her pregnancy, it’s so cute your love for children it’s… so attractive.

“What can I say yn- this guy is so fast.” Jungkook winks, pulling eunwoo’s leg, but you know that he’s never the one to sit back and not fire.

“Oh please- we all know how you are… I bet yn has an idea already.. yn I hope you don’t mind but this is your future too.” Eunwoo points to his wife.

Jungkook feels so embarrassed and the heat goes straight to his pants. He avoids your eyes immediately, choking on the water he was chugging down.

“*coughing, violently coughing* u-uh shut up! you need to keep your mouth shut!” Jungkook points at eunwoo… completely not looking in your direction.

But he’s not wrong because now, jungkook cannot help, but think about how amazing you would look pregnant with his child…

Oh… yes.

Eunwoo laughs so hard- almost the whole restaurant can hear him. Alina is also feeling a little embarrassed by her husbands remark.

“Oh yn don’t mind him he hasn’t been all right since days.” Alina rolls her eyes, smacking eunwoo on his chest.

“tell me about you two how’s it going for you guys? Also yn… eunwoo told me about the little stunt you pulled at the office today and I must say that I’ve never felt more proud to be your friend. And you know I’ve always wanted to do that to her precious little Rosy.” She winks.

And Jungkook feels a wave of pride wash over his chest, he slowly grabs your hand on the table, finally starting to feel like you’re completing his puzzle.

“Yn is so awesome.” Jungkook exclaims. And then he’s looking at you like a hawk.

[atomsminecraft]

Past, Present, and Future. There Consequences

*Coughs violently*

This fic is a continuation of @dotster001​ ‘s fanfic which can be found here, I was given permission to make this and proof for that is the replies in that post.

Because it’s Lou’s birthday today, I decided it will be a great idea to post this now especially with the time of events this fanfic was finished.

This wasn’t 100% proof read, if there’s any mistakes then you now know why lmao

Warning: This series may contain spoilers for the princes path. I have only gotten to chapter 3, if any information is inaccurate then please understand.

Before we start I just want to clarify a few things.

N/N = New Name (not MC’s name)

L/N = Last name (MC and her rebirth don’t have the same last name.)

And with that, enjoy this series of unfortunate events.

Genre: Fluff(for now-)

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I felt the last of my strength leave my body and the world go dark as my eyes finally closed. They did it. Iritium succeeded. They won.

I will never forgive Lou for his betrayal. In this life or a new one. How could he do this? Wasn’t he meant to be the neutral one? Wasn’t he meant to be the one I wouldn’t have to worry about using me like many others would have if given the chance?

…

I guess I was wrong.

I hope he’s happy with this outcome.

…

…mumbling… I hear mumbling… wait, what? Why am I hearing people talking? Am I being revived? Was my death not enough for them? Everything felt wrong. I felt myself being pulled down by an invisible force. Oh god please tell me it’s not what I think it is!

A sudden bright light filled my vision. Everything hurt and there was a strong smell I couldn’t pinpoint that overwhelmed me. Crying. Was I crying? … …No. It sounded more like loud whining. I hated these new sensations, I hated the overwhelming smell and the new feeling of a touch I couldn’t recognize. And as quickly as it started, I felt myself being put into an embrace. A comforting one.

Why was I mad again? I couldn’t quite remember… One after another of failed tries to remember, the bright light diminished as I fell asleep in the new comforting embrace.

I wonder why I was mad in the first place.

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“Miss N/N, please slow down!” My nanny, Cathryn, called out. I laughed as I ran away from her in this newfound game of chase.

My 8-year-old legs can only take me so far yet I continued to run and dodge the attempts at catching me and I hid behind a tree. I covered my mouth to hide my laughter as Cathryn called out to me. Hehe, she can’t find me!

I ran again until I found myself in a forest area. This should be harder to find, right? I went to find another hiding spot.

A shuffling in the bushes causes me to halt. Was I found already?! But Cathryn would have called my name out by now… The bush was also too small for her to fit in there! I walked to the bush and pulled away the leaves to find an injured cat. Blood stained its white fur.

“Aw no! Poor kitty…” I paused for a moment. Should I bring it back home with me? Maybe we can keep it! But it’s injured…. What can I do to make it feel better? Maybe I can kiss it better? Momma does that whenever I get hurt. Yeah! That sounds like a great idea! I slowly went up to the cat and it hissed and swung at me and I backed away. Uh-oh.

I kneel, “It’s ok, I won’t hurt you!” I let it smell my hand once it seemed to calm down and I gently pet it once I got the OK. Hehe, it’s so cute! I gave the cat a kiss near the wound and began to pick it up. “Alright, let's get you home!” I got up and looked around to try and find where I’d come from, I think I came from this way!

I started walking and I looked back down to the cat. The wound seems to have stopped bleeding, that’s good! Wait, no, the injury is gone completely! I stand there confused. Weren’t they hurt just a moment ago?

“N/N! Where are you?” My name was called out again. Maybe I can ask Cathryn about this?

“I’m here!” I ran towards where I thought I heard her voice.

“Milady! There you are!” Cathryn runs towards me, tears staining her red eyes. Weird, why did I feel strange about being called milady? She calls me that all the time. “You can’t run away like that, I was sick with worry when I couldn’t find you!”

In the end, I wasn’t allowed to keep the cat and I couldn’t find the time to tell her what happened. She wouldn’t have believed me anyways.

That was one of many weird things that happened to me.

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“Mama! Look what I found!” I ran up to my mother with a flower in hand and gave it to her. “For you!” I smile at her and she smiles back.

“Thank you, darling! You seem to have a knack for finding flowers, don’t you think?”

“She certainly does!” My father says as he picks me up. “She’s our flower so she obviously must be able to find other beautiful flowers!” I laugh as he spins me around.

“Be careful with her, Morse!” My mother warns though she’s also laughing at our antics.

“Again!”

“You sure? Alright! Whoosh!” I get spun around in the air a few times before he puts me down and ruffles my hair.

“Lady Mortisha, I have what you asked me to fetch for you!” Cathryn says.

“Oh, perfect! N/N, may you come here for a moment?” I walk up to my mom as she takes the box. “I have prepared a special gift for you, will you open it for me?”

“Okie!” She hands me the box and I open it to find a golden necklace with a red gem inside. There’s also a small pouch inside the box. “So pretty…” I say aloud.

“Try it on then check inside the pouch.” I do as I’m told and put on the necklace then check the pouch. There’s a small mirror inside. I look into it to find myself and two red eyes. What happened to my black eye? I look up at my mother in confusion.

She smiles at me. “Now your black one is hidden. There’s no need to hide it anymore!” Wait what? But why would- My dad puts his hand on my shoulder and interrupts my train of thought.

“Make sure not to take it off, alright?” He kneels to my height. “Promise me you won’t.”

“I promise!” I replied.

“Good. Thank you” He smiles at me and ruffles my hair again.

That night, I swear I heard a familiar voice. “Your very existence here will shake this word to its foundation.” Wait what? “You are but a defenseless chick here in the magical realm.” The voice is distant and barely coherent. “Listen to me: you are a rare and wonderful creature.” Who is that? I just barely caught those last words before falling asleep.

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The shops in the town aren’t things I normally see, so it was a nice surprise when my parents said we were going to town together. I saw clothing shops, bakeries, restaurants, and many more! I looked around curiously as my mom and dad both held my hand.

“Mama! Can we go to the flower shop?” I ask.

“We can go after we get what we need.” My mom said, holding my hand tighter so I can’t try and escape.

My dad laughed. “How about we go now, Morticia? It wouldn’t hurt to go for a few minutes.”

My mom sighs, “Morse, if we go then she won’t want to leave and we’ll be stuck there for hours. Let's go find the clothing shop first and get what we came here for then we can spend as much time there as she wants.”

I pout. “But I want to go nowwwww!”

“N/N. I said we’ll go after we finish. Do you want to go or not?”

“Yes, mama….” There are a few moments of silence before my dad interrupts.

“Can you two stay here for a moment? I’ll be quick about it.” My dad says.

“What’s wrong?” My mom asks.

“Just stay here for a moment, alright?” He kneels to my level and he ruffles my hair. “Behave for your mother, alright? I’ll be right back.” He gets up and walks away.

“Mama, where’s dad going?” I ask.

She sighs and holds my hand a little tighter. “I guess we’ll find out when he comes back.” We stood there for a few minutes before I saw my dad with his hand behind his back. “Oh my creator…”  I look to see a look of surprise and amusement on my mom’s face. Now I'm even more confused. What’s going on?

“N/N, close your eyes and open your hand for me for a moment, will you?” I do what he asks and I feel him put something in my hand. “You may open them now!” I opened my eyes to see a flower was given to me. My dad grins at me, “Does this satisfy your need to go to the flower shop until we finish our shopping?” I smile at him and nod and he smiles back at me. “Alright, let’s go then.” He takes my hand and we walk to the clothes shop.

…

“So you found her?”

“Yes, your majesty. She appears to be about the age of 9.”

“Keep an eye on her. I command you to watch her whenever you have a chance.”

“With certainty.” The valet bows and goes back to work.

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The smell of the seawater fills my nose. I look out at the sunrise, enjoying the changing of colors. My current destination? The Royal Academy of Concordia. Tomorrow is the entrance exam.

I feel a bundle of emotions, excitement, nervousness, and fear. This is the first time I’ve been away from my parents, the freedom of them not always watching me however is freeing.

When the ship docked, I found an inn and got a room. I’ll be staying here for the next few days so I might as well get comfortable.

…

The day came and went and now it's the next day. students filled the exam hall and I quickly found an empty seat. The classroom was filled with talking and laughter, I liked how cheerful it was even with the exam happening any time now to decide if we actually got in or not.

“May I sit next to you?” I looked up to find an Invidian girl. I nod and she sits next to me. “I’m Arya, nice to meet you!” She smiles at me.

I smile back, “I’m N/N. It’s nice to meet you too!” We engage in pleasant conversation and before we know it, the exam starts.

A hush falls in the classroom when a man in white shows up. He looks around the classroom and introduces himself as the headmaster. His gaze lands in my direction and stays there for longer than he does with the rest of the class. I wonder what he’s looking at?

The exam finally begins.

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Dear N/N L/N,

You are hereby granted a place within the Royal Academy of Concordia.

Royal Academy of Concordia

Headmaster Lou.

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Some time has passed and new students are walking around the academy and figuring out their new room situation. I am doing the same. My room is at the end of the hallway in dorm Tradis. The room feels strangely familiar but I conclude it’s because it’s somewhat similar to my room with the star pattern to the bed. Something feels missing though…. It’s probably nothing.

I look at myself in the mirror and at the choker that is my sigillum arcanum. My necklace dangles around my neck, making it look as if I have two.

I heard a knock at my door, “Just a moment, please!” I fix myself up to make myself more presentable then open the door. “Arya! What are you doing here? How did you know where my room was?”

Arya laughed, “I actually just saw you walking around and followed you to try and surprise you! I’m glad I remembered where your dorm room was or this would have been really awkward.” She laughs.

“Do you want to come in?” I ask and I step aside. She nods and comes in.

“Wow, your room is beautiful! How come you got a pretty room?” Arya jokes.

“Does your room not look similar? These were in here when I arrived…”

“Maybe it was from a previous student who forgot to take it back? Perhaps you should ask the headmaster about it when you get the chance.” Arya said.

I sigh, “I’ll do so tomorrow after it’s hopefully less busy, I wouldn’t like to bother him with how busy he likely is.” I look around my room again. I can maybe buy something similar once it looks how it’s supposed to. “Have you looked around yet?”

“I haven’t, actually! I was hoping we can go together and familiarize ourselves with this place.”

“I like that idea. We may go now if you like.” She nods and we walk out of the room to look around our new school.

Perhaps if we look around, I can distract myself from the feeling of being watched.

~~~~

Our first class started a few days after the move-in. Arya saved me a seat near the back and I of course sat next to her.

“Is it just me or does something feel off?” I ask.

Arya looks at me confused. “What do you mean?”

“I don’t know why but I was expecting a lot of the girls to be at the front of the class…”

Arya thought for a moment before speaking again. “I think a lot of the girls used to do that when the kings were students here. Are you talking about that?” Before I could respond, however, the professor walked in. To my strange surprise, however, it became silent.

“What is going on with me…” I thought to myself.

Class started as any other would. Since this class is Introduction to Magic, we’re learning the basics.

“Correct again, Miss N/N. Very good.” The professor says. He laughs, “Have you by chance already learned this? You might as well be in more advanced classes.”

I try to laugh it off. “Thank you, but I don’t think that will be necessary.” Even I can't explain how I know this, to be honest. It’s as if I already learned this before without having the memory of it. Spell after spell, question after question, I seem to already know the solution on how to do it.

“You should help me study with how much you already know of this lesson.” Arya teases. I give her a small laugh and continue with the lesson.

Once the class ends, however…

“Miss N/N L/N, right? You seem to know so much about what we were learning in class! Can you perhaps become my tutor?”

“Miss N/N! You did amazing! Did you study this subject before?”

“Miss N/N! Can you-”

Students were asking me questions left and right and I tried my best to make excuses for them. I quickly grab the rest of my stuff and run out of the classroom in hopes of avoiding more questions.

~~~~

The forest at the academy is a good place to get some quiet, I learned. Not many people will go looking for you here, especially if you go off the path. It’s only been a few classes already and I seem to already be popular…. Arya joked that at this point I might become an A rank after the first few tests.

“…I probably just studied this when I was younger.” I thought to myself. Yeah, that must be it! I walk deeper and deeper into the forest, getting farther from the main path, and mentally drawing a map so I remember where I came from.

…

I heard a soft rumble just over yonder of where I am. Did I just hear snoring? Is someone sleeping? I go check to see who it could be. To my horror and gratitude, a magical beast was asleep. What’s a magical beast doing here? Especially so close to the academy? I slowly back away, not wanting to wake it up. Luck, however, wasn’t on my side as the beast’s snores stopped and its eyes opened. Dragon's teeth…. I hid behind a tree but the beast seemed to have seen me already as attacks started. I curse myself while trying to dodge attacks and hide behind trees. I really wish I learned defense magic before coming here! Think, N/N, think! What spell could help you here?! “Wait, no!” In my distraction, I slipped as the magical beast attacked. I try to brace myself for impact. The attack slammed me against a tree trunk, my vision blacked out.

…

Cheering… Why were there people cheering? My body moves on its own and I open my eyes to see what looks like an arena.

“Do you still intend to fight?” I look up to see a man in red with black hair on a dragon. Where am I?

“You’d better believe it!” Was that me talking?

“Grooh-rooh!” Whosoever body I’m in right now climbs on the back of another dragon and they fly into the air.

“Straight up, Shifah!” The inhabitant of this body says. The man narrows his eyes and starts chasing us. Wait, is this the familiar Royal? We dive straight down before I could register what’s going on. I look back to see ‘Shifah’ slap their tail at the other dragon’s side, causing the dragon and the rider to get off balance. “Take that!” Wait, is this…?

“Steady now, Ertl!” The man says. The two right themselves and before I could blink, we collided with the ground.

“Gruh-rrr-ruh!” Shifah doesn’t look too well…

“Shifah?!” The inhabitant of this body tries to lift themself only for me to feel a pain in my, er, their wrist.

“You cannot stand, can you?” The man in red asks, next to us.

“I can and will.” I don’t think we can…

“Yield.”

“No.” The man chuckles. “Huh?” I’m just as confused. Why is he laughing? I feel myself being floated in the air.

“What the…” We land in the man’s arms right as he gets down from his dragon’s back.

“You have done well.”

Cheering is heard across the stadium. “Victory to Guy Avari!” Wait, Guy Avari?! As in the king?! My vision goes dark at this realization.

~~~~

“How…-”

“concu…- she ne…-”

“N/N!-”

“Calm…- frac…- ..st.”

These voices were distant. Everything was sore and I felt like I couldn’t move. Everything went silent after a little while…

…

“Mmh…” I opened my eyes to find myself in an unfamiliar room. I sit up but flinch at the pain in my back and in my head. I notice I'm in an unfamiliar bed. Where am I?

“Oh my creator! N/N!” I feel someone hold my hand and I look over to see Arya. “You’re awake! How are you feeling?! Are you in any pain?!”

“I-“

“Stay here for a moment! I need to go tell the medic you’re awake!” Before I could say anything else, Arya ran out of the room to presumably find the medic. I sigh to myself as I relax into my pillow more, relieving the pain in my body slightly. What was that dream? Who was that? That memory seemed so familiar yet I couldn’t explain why. Why was His Majesty there? I heard the door open and I looked to see Arya with someone who I will assume is the medic. “I brought the medic!”

One medical examination later, I was finally able to relax again. “If I may…” I start, “Who saved me? I don’t remember seeing anyone while I was being attacked by the magical beast.”

“The headmaster saved and brought you here, miss N/N.” Said the medic.

My eyes widened. “WHAT?” How did he even know I was there?! I know he’s the headmaster and he watches over the academy but unless he was already in the forest he couldn’t have known I was there, right?! I’m grateful he saved me and all but that still doesn’t answer any questions!

“If you seek answers from him, you may ask him the next time you see him. For now, please rest so your injuries can heal, miss N/N. I’ll come and check on you again later.” And with that, the medic walked away. Arya stood there in silence for a moment before hugging me.

“I’m so glad you’re ok! You have no idea how worried I was when I saw the headmaster fly into the academy and I saw you were in his arms injured! What happened back there?!” Arya interrogated. She let go of the hug and gently held onto my shoulders as I explained to her why I was in the forest and how the magical beast attacked me. “You should have stayed on the path, it’s a path for a reason!”

“I know, I know, I’m sorry for worrying you. I won’t stray from the main path again, I promise.” I say in hopes of reassuring her.

“You better! Otherwise, I’m not letting you out of my sights!” I laugh and she laughs with me. “Do you need anything? I can get you something from your room or the refectory if you want something.”

“I’m fine for now, thank you. By the way, how long have I been unconscious?”

“Since yesterday. I’m surprised it wasn’t more considering how bad your injuries were…”

“I would have thought longer too, to be honest. I guess I’m lucky! Even with the magical beast attack, haha!” I joke. She smiles at me and looks at the time on her pocket watch and sighs after putting it away.

“I need to get to lectures soon. I’ll give you the notes to the lessons you miss so go ahead and rest. Got it?”

“Got it. Good luck!” Arya leaves the infirmary. I should thank the headmaster for saving me. Maybe once I heal I could buy him something to show my appreciation. What could I get him though…. As I get distracted, I fail to notice that I’ve fallen asleep.

End of Past, Present, and Future, Their Consequences — Part One.