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jagibee · 11 months

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Call Me Luna

(Stray Kids x Reader)

Chapter 6

6,213 Words

A/N: Sorry that the story is being so slow! I promise it will pick up in a bit! In the meantime, enjoy some Chanlix! Also, just a reminder, when I write something like “‘“this”’”, it means the characters are speaking in English.

TW: Talk of dieting, discussion of sex

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After a very eventful day, it hadn’t taken you very long to fall asleep once you had completed your nightly routine. The bed was nice, if a little stiff, and you ordered more room service for dinner, this time knowing what you liked. Unfortunately, it wasn’t as fun as the last time you ate, but you still went to bed full and satisfied.

Then your phone rang and startled you out of your sleep. You didn’t even check the time when you picked up immediately after seeing the caller ID.

“Hello? Chan? Is everything alright?”

“Y/N!”

Well. You wanted the sound of him saying your name tattooed on the inside of your brain.

“What is it, Chan?”

From the other side of the phone call, you could hear a couple different muffled voices before there was a shushing sound.

“Just wanted to hear your voice, really. And make sure you’re okay after today.”

You felt your heart melt a little at that. “I’m fine, great even. You’re all so amazing, this is literally my dream job.”

The muffled voices were even louder, but you still couldn’t make them out. You were curious about them, but didn’t want to pry.

“I’m gonna be honest with you, Y/N. Half of the reason I called is because I need a break from my other members asking questions about you, and when they’re going to meet you, and why they didn’t get to meet you today.” You heard him sigh dramatically. “One of these days I’m actually going to start selling them off to Stays.”

You felt your lips twitch. “How much are you selling them for?”

Chan hummed thoughtfully. “I think I’ll just trade them for their SKZOOs. If someone comes up to me with one, I’ll let them rent that member for an hour.”

You heard an outburst from his side and laughed before replying. “If you do that, there will be a stampede of people at the company building waving their SKZOOs. Anyway, what have you been telling your members about me?”

“That you’re hot!”

Your heart fluttered. Was that…?

“Han! Give me my phone back!”

You heard a commotion and a sharp yelp before someone said something over the phone again.

“I am so sorry, I definitely did not say that- not that I don’t think you’re hot! Or, well, I don’t not think that, but there’s- I don’t want to disrespect you or-”

You couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “Chan, it’s alright! I don’t not think you’re hot, either.”

There was a pause from every voice on the other side and you started to wonder if you went too far when you heard a quiet “thank you?”

You smirked at that. “You don’t have to thank me, it’s sort of obvious.”

The other voices started cackling at that and in order to save Chan, you changed the topic. “So, are you still at the studio?”

Seemingly glad of your mercy, he sighed slightly before speaking. “Yeah, but we’re almost finished up. I’ve got Changbin and Hannie with me, plus Seungmin because he said everyone at his dorm kept bragging about getting to meet you.”

Your cheeks suddenly felt very hot. “Really?”

“Yeah, they really liked you. But it’s kind of hard not to. Oh, by the way! Tomorrow I’ll pick you up at the front of the building again and then the two of us are having a meeting with Felix to discuss his heat. Sound good?”

“Sounds great,” you responded, trying your best to stay calm despite what he said about it being hard not to like you.

“Alright! Then we have a recording session, where you can meet the rest of our members.” There was a small eruption of cheers from the other line and you felt your cheeks hurt from how hard you were smiling. “Then, I was thinking we could all go out to dinner, if you’re interested? I figured we could celebrate you meeting all of us and the end of your first week and everything.”

You stifled a snort. “I haven’t actually been here for a full week. I arrived on Tuesday and my first day at the company was Wednesday.”

You heard Chan giggle. “Yeah, well, when you’re with these guys, it’s like dog years or something. Every day actually lasts a week, so really we’ll be celebrating your third week!”

You were glad that hotels were required to have scent blockers on all of the rooms, otherwise the entire floor might have smelled the cacophony of emotions you felt.

Rolling over on your bed, you almost choked on your own saliva when you saw the time on the clock. “Well, as much as I enjoy talking to you, I think that in order to not fall asleep in the middle of my third week, I should go back to sleep. Can I let you go?”

There was a clatter from your phone before you heard Chan’s voice again. “Shit, did we wake you up? Sorry! But yeah, go back to sleep for sure. In fact, we should go back to the dorms. Seungmin fell asleep on Changbin’s lap.”

Fuck, you couldn’t wait to meet them. “Okay then, I’ll see you tomorrow! Get back to your dorms safely!”

“We‘ll try our best. See you tomorrow, Y/N.”

…

The next time you woke up was much less eventful, your alarm ringing out rather than your ringtone.

You took a few minutes to just lay down and stare at the ceiling. There’s no way that really happened, you thought. There’s no way any of this is really happening.

However, a quick check of your call logs confirmed that you received a call from bangfuckingchan at 3:52 a.m.

Before you could have an existential crisis at too-damn-early in the morning, you decided to get out of bed.

After hanging out with the boys yesterday, you decided to put on an outfit that was a bit more casual, something that didn’t make you feel out of place while they were laying around eating tteokbokki in their sweatpants. You finished your morning routine and got in the car once it arrived.

The drive wasn’t too long, the hotel was just a bit too far to walk so you arrived at the company building quickly.

If there was anything that could rip your earlier doubts from your mind, it was the sight of Chan and Felix waiting on the sidewalk and waving at your van as you drove up.

You were so excited to see them again, you almost tripped when getting out. Luckily, you managed to catch yourself before face planting. Unluckily, it was still far from graceful as you extracted your foot from where it had gotten caught.

You turned to see Chan and Felix jog up to you. Before they were able to say anything about your awkward landing, you blurted out, “What, no coffee today?”

Chan blinked in bewilderment. “Uh… no? Are you alright?”

You furrowed your eyebrows at him in mock offense. “What, you’ve never seen someone get out of a car like that? That’s the style these days.”

Felix grinned at you and turned to Chan. “Yeah, hyung. Everyone is doing it. There’s a dance challenge and everything.”

Chan just sighed at the two of you. “Really?”

“Totally. You probably just haven’t heard about it because you were too busy getting hip surgery, old man.”

You let out a startled laugh at Felix’s joke while Chan’s jaw dropped.

Once he got over his shock, Chan turned his face to the sky and groaned. “Ugh, you need to stop hanging out with Seungmin.”

“We literally live together.”

Chan reached out and pulled Felix’s beanie down over his face. While he struggled to escape, Chan turned back to you and pointed his thumb over his shoulder. “So, there’s a cafe less than a block away, I was thinking we could get some breakfast and then get down to business?”

Felix finally emerged and flicked Chan’s cheek in retribution. Before they could start fighting in the street, you decided to intervene.

“Breakfast sounds perfect. Let’s go!”

You grabbed them by their hoodie sleeves and started walking in the direction Chan had pointed earlier. Felix slid his arm from your grasp to hold your hand normally and you hoped he couldn’t feel how your heart rate sped up. Chan seemed perfectly fine with you hanging on to his shoulder like a sugar glider, but your hand was cramping, so you released him. He glanced back at you before offering you a crooked elbow. You were thankful for the face mask the company required you to wear as a precaution so they couldn’t see how their actions were affecting you.

The walk was short but nice, the three of you striding along in comfortable silence.

Before you knew it, Chan was steering you into a little shop with flowers and herbs on the windowsills. The place was larger than most cafes, but it didn’t take away from the cozy vibe. There were beanbag chairs and couches along with several plants both hanging from the ceiling and settled along the walls. The only lighting was from the windows and the dainty fairy lights winding back and forth across the ceiling like a dazzling spiderweb. There were fuzzy rugs layered on top of each other, each one more cushy than the one before. In the center of the room was a counter with several baked goods on display. There was a worker watering the plants before she turned to you and welcomed you in.

“Wow. Okay, I guess I know where I’m going to work if you guys ever fire me.”

Felix giggled next to you. “I know, right? Just wait until you see the little desserts! If you leave and come work here, I expect you to bring me free leftovers.”

“Deal,” you told him, squeezing his fingers in yours.

Chan unhooked his arm from yours and instead rested his hand on your back, gently pushing you forward until you stood in line.

There was just one person in front of you, so you didn’t have to wait long. Felix shuffled you over to look at the pastries.

You almost gasped at how amazing they looked. There were little cakes shaped like flowers, cookies with hearts frosted on them, muffins with faces made out of chocolate chips.

Felix seemed particularly drawn to a little cat-shaped brownie. The ears were made of little wedges of chocolate and the whiskers were frosted on.

“Do you want that?”

Felix glanced back at you, eyes wide in surprise. “Hm? Oh, well, it looks good but I’m supposed to be dieting. You know, I’ll probably eat a lot during my heat, especially sweets, so I like to just avoid them for a bit before so I’m not eating too much.”

“Felix, Y/N! What do you guys want?” Chan called from the register.

You both told him what drinks you wanted and Felix went off to find a place to sit.

“Actually,” you turned back to Chan. “Can I have the little brownie cat, too?”

“That one?”

“Mhmm.”

“Are you going to fight me to pay for it?” He asked, eyes crinkling above his mask.

“No,” you mused, “I’ve decided that if you want to pay for me that bad, that’s on you. As a matter of fact, why don’t you just buy me the whole shelf of desserts? Maybe all of the drinks too. Or just buy me the cafe. Whatever you want.”

He chuckled at you, shaking his head. “Maybe later. For now, I think a drink and a cat brownie are good.”

You shrugged. “Fine. But let me know when you’re ready to sign the real estate papers.”

Turning around to look for Felix, you found him sitting in a window seat tucked behind a circular coffee table reading something on his phone.

You dropped down next to him, back to the window, and had a mini heart attack when he instantly moved over to rest his head on your shoulder.

“Have you seen this?” He turned his phone so you could read it.

JYP Entertainment Signs On Full-time Caretakers

Earlier this morning, the company revealed that it would be signing on caretakers for a few of their bands. The caretakers’ names or identities were not released, but we did get a list of the bands. Each of these bands have substantial fanbases, so it will be interesting to see how they react to their favorite idols working with a caretaker.

What is caretaking and why would a K-pop band need a caretaker?

Caretaking, while it has become much more common within the last few years, has been around for decades. Usually, only the wealthy could afford them, but nowadays, several people can hire a part-time caretaker with just a click of a button on their phone. However, with a company as influential as JYPE, using the caretakers full-time seems to be the way to go.

The roll of caretakers is to make sure that omegas are happy and content so that they don’t go into omega drop. While companies don’t always tell us why their artists go on hiatus, it is safe to assume that with their stressful jobs, there must have been some danger regarding omega drop, so it’s good that this company is taking their omegan artists’ health seriously.

You let out a noise somewhere between a laugh and a scoff. “Are they serious? They’re making a lot of guesses, and some of this is just straight up wrong.”

“What’s wrong?” Chan asked, showing up to the table and setting down a tray of drinks, along with the cat brownie.

He grabbed the drinks and set one in front of Felix and another in front of you, raising his eyebrows underneath his baseball cap as he sat down across from the two of you.

Felix slid his phone over to Chan. “This morning, the company released a statement about the new caretakers.”

Chan’s eyebrows furrowed. “Yeah? That’s not what’s wrong, is it?”

Felix tapped his phone to bring Chan’s attention to the screen. “This article is just being a bit weird about the whole caretaker thing.” Felix’s eyes shifted to the cat brownie. “Ah, you bought one for yourself?”

You smiled at him. “Well, it looks good, doesn’t it? But it seems a bit big. I’m not sure I could finish the whole thing on my own.”

He glanced between you and the brownie carefully.

“It’s a shame, too. I’d hate to waste food this good by throwing it in the trash.”

His lips pursed together.

“If only there was someone here who reminded me of brownies and cats that I could share it with.”

He huffed. “Hey, noona.”

“Yes?” You hummed.

He closed his eyes and slumped back into your shoulder. “Do you want to share it?”

You gasped theatrically. “Why, that’s a great idea! I can’t believe I didn’t think of it myself!”

You felt him shake with suppressed laughter as you moved the brownie over to cut it.

“Wait!” He yelped, sitting up. “Are you done with my phone?” He asked Chan.

Chan had finished reading the article by now and was watching you and Felix.

He straightened up and passed the phone back. “Yeah, I read it. God, that article. Well, hopefully people will know that that’s not the best source for information about our company or caretakers. I texted our managers, though, and they said it really doesn’t matter what one article says.”

You ran your fingers along your cup. “At least it’s not negative? It does say it’s good that the company is taking your health seriously. Of course, it would be better if they didn’t only mention omegas. All subgenders need caring for. Also, caretakers aren’t just there to prevent omega drop. That makes it sound like we just sit around and read magazines as long as omegas aren’t in danger of omega drop.”

“Hey.” You looked up as Chan reached across the table and took your hand from your cup, holding it in his. “We don’t think you’re just going to sit around reading magazines. We know you worked hard for this, you went to school for years and everything. No matter what people say about you or caretakers in general, we’ve got you.”

Felix looped his arms around your waist. “We’ve got you, noona.”

You squeezed Chan’s hand and ruffled Felix’s hair. “Thanks. I’m not taking it personally though, I just wish people wouldn’t make assumptions like that.”

Both of them nodded at you as you took off your mask, grabbed your drink, and took a sip. “Oh, shit. That’s good.”

They started cackling at your change in attitude when you remembered something from earlier. “Hey, Felix, what did you want to use your phone for?”

His eyes lit up. “Oh! I wanted to take a picture of the brownie and post it on bubble.”

He grabbed his phone and took a picture from above. However, he frowned at his phone one it was done.

“What is it?” You asked, taking another sip of your drink.

He shook his head. “There’s something missing…”

Felix glanced between you and the dessert and you tilted your head in confusion.

“Oh!” He clapped his hands together. “Noona, can I have your hand?”

You raised your hand for him and he took it without hesitation. He moved your hand and his to make a heart shape next to the brownie and took a picture with his other hand.

He brought the phone closer to his face, his freckles dancing as his eyes crinkled.

“Oh!” He looked up from his phone again. “Channie-hyung, did you want to be in the picture?”

Chan had moved his mask under his chin in order to drink his juice, so you could see his face as he smiled. “No, that’s alright Lix. Go ahead and post it.”

Felix nodded as he did just that and set his phone down. “Okay, now let’s see if it tastes as good as it looks!”

You smiled at his enthusiasm. “Sure thing! Will you pass me the knife, “‘“baby”’”?”

The two of you froze and blinked at each other before you realized that you should apologize. “Oh my god, I am so, so sorry. I should have asked to call you that and I didn’t-“

“No, no!” Felix said, waving his hands. “I actually really like being called that.” You couldn’t see much of his face since he still had his mask on, but as he handed you the knife, you could see the tops of his cheeks stretching like he was smiling.

You tightened your fingers around your drink, trying your best not to squeeze it too hard and have it explode on you. “Well, alright,” you replied, summoning your courage, “I guess I’ll have to call you that more often, then.”

Felix’s eyes widened a bit at your comment but before he could respond, Chan cleared his throat. “As much as I love this, we should be getting back to the company soon. You want to eat the cat now instead of taking pictures?”

Felix rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out at Chan as you cut the cat into thirds.

“Three?” Chan asked, tilting his head in confusion.

You held up the knife dramatically. “If I don’t argue with you about paying, you don’t argue with me about eating.”

He ducked his head, adjusting his hat. “Ah, fine. Sure.”

You grinned and turned to Felix. “Youngest first, right?”

He shook his head at you. “No, no, you’re new here, you go first, noona.”

You shrugged at him. “Alright.” You picked up a forkful from your third of the cat and held it in front of him.

His eyebrows raised at you. “R-really?”

You narrowed your eyes. “Do you want me to make airplane noises too?”

Felix’s lips twitched up as he leaned forward and ate the brownie off your fork.

“Oh my god,” he groaned, “I love this.”

You took your own bite and instantly understood his reaction. “Holy shit. Did they put the secret to happiness in this or something?”

Chan wheeze-laughed at your antics before taking his own bite. He stopped laughing immediately and his eyes widened. “Wow.”

The three of you quickly finished the cat brownie, Chan and Felix having a mini battle with their forks at one point.

You left the cafe, making sure to remember the name, and walked back to the company the same as before, one arm looped through Chan’s and one hand holding Felix’s.

Once you got to the company building, Chan told you that there was a small meeting room that you would be going to in order to discuss Felix’s heat.

You and Felix followed Chan’s lead as you all piled into the elevator and made your way to a door labeled Meeting Room 32J.

The room itself was fairly plain and it obviously wasn’t in use much. The walls were completely bare, the table was plain black-painted wood with six seats, two on each long side and one on each short side. There were two windows on the back wall and that was about it for decorations.

You sat down on one of the long sides of the table, Chan and Felix across from you, and you all took your face masks off.

You noticed Felix shifting uneasily and thought about how to make him more comfortable. Reaching out your hand, you wrapped it around his own and he glanced up at you from where he’d been staring at the table.

“Hey, “‘“baby”’”,” you murmured, “do you want to take your scent blockers off? And have me and Channie take ours off too?”

He blinked at you before grinning and ducking his head. “Yeah, that sounds nice. Thanks, noona.”

You squeezed his hand. “Of course.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed Chan smiling at you before he started peeling off Felix’s scent blocker with the ease of someone who had done it a thousand times.

Once he’d removed both Felix’s and his own, and you removed yours, Felix visibly relaxed at the blend of scents. With your earthy-floral scent, Chan’s eucalyptus, and Felix’s lemon dessert, the room was overtaken by a nice, sweet, nature-like aroma. You felt relief in your shoulders from tension you didn’t even know you were carrying and sank down in your seat a little.

Chan cleared his throat and sat forward, folding his hands in front of him. “So,” he started, “I’m going to be honest, I don’t know exactly what we need to talk about or how to talk about it, so if one of you two wants to start…”

You giggled. “Chan, I know you’re used to being the leader, but this isn’t my first time as a caretaker. I know what we have to talk about, and what boundaries we need to set, but if I have any questions about specifics regarding idol life and your company, I’ll definitely ask. Is it alright if I lead this meeting?”

His shoulders slumped as he exhaled. “Please do.”

You let go of Felix’s hand to dig through your bag and bring out your notebook and a copy of the band’s files. You flipped the page to the one with Felix’s information and slid the papers over to him.

“This is what they gave me about you and your heat. It’s not much, so we’ll definitely have to go over more specifics about what your heat is like and what you like to do before, during, and after it, but let’s make sure we prioritize. What are some things not in this file that you think I need to know? And the list can be as long or as short as you want it to be.”

Felix and Chan stared at you for a few moments with wide eyes.

You frowned at them and crossed your arms over your chest. “What?”

Felix blinked and read over the file while Chan shook his head at you. “You’re so… professional.”

You couldn’t help but snort at that. “Well, I have been trained for this and I’ve had clients before you, so I like to think that I’m pretty good at it.”

Chan smiled widely at you, showing off his dimples. “You are pretty good.”

You pursed your lips and turned to Felix. “So, anything stick out to you?”

A crease formed between his eyebrows and his fingers clenched slightly around the paper. “Well, I guess all this is true. I like to keep my nests very private. But, there’s a big difference between Hyunjin and I when we nest. That’s one of the benefits to us not having synchronized heats anymore.”

You tilted your head. “Anymore? You used to be synchronized and now you aren’t? What happened?”

Felix bit his lip and glanced at Chan. The alpha raised his hand and started to pet Felix’s back soothingly.

“When Hyunjin had his hiatus, I sort of… went into a surprise heat? A bad one. The doctors say it was basically halfway between a normal heat and an omega drop. So, that wasn’t fun. And Hyunjin’s occurred as scheduled, a couple weeks later. Then the company decided that it was easier to have just one omega in heat at a time. That way one of us can still do individual schedules and it’s easier for the others to take care of us when they’re only taking care of one omega. Plus, we discovered that it’s good to have a grounded omega taking care of an omega in heat.”

You nodded and wrote a few things in your notebook so you wouldn’t forget. “And do you like having separate heats?”

Felix frowned like he was uncertain about how to answer. “I… understand the reason why we have them separately. And I like getting to take care of Hyunjin properly during his heat.” He smiled tentatively. “Honestly, the best thing about separate heats is the nests.”

“Ah, the nests!” Chan giggled.

You couldn’t help smiling in response to their behavior. “What’s this about the nests?”

Felix shifted, rubbing his hands over his thighs repeatedly. “Well, Hyunjin and I don’t fight a lot. Not real fights, anyway, just little arguments. But when it comes to nest building and who is allowed in and where we build it…” His eyes widened like he was telling a ghost story around a campfire. “It’s not pretty.”

“That’s sort of ironic, given that’s it’s the two of you involved.” Chan smirked, brushing a strand of Felix’s hair behind his ear.

Said ear then reddened as Felix’s jaw dropped. “Hyung!”

“What?” Chan asked, a little too innocently.

Felix pursed his lips together and glared playfully at Chan until the alpha poked him in the ribs. “Pay attention, Lix. This is important.”

Felix sputtered back at him. “Wha- me? Hyung, you’re the one who- you pay attention!”

Chan snickered and Felix pouted as they both turned back to you.

You forced yourself to hold back a laugh at their contrasting expressions. “So, tell me more about the differences in your nests.”

Chan smiled at Felix fondly. “Well, for Lixie it’s basically all or nothing, but Jinnie is very particular.”

Felix nodded along. “Yeah, it’s sort of funny. I don’t even like people looking at my nest unless they have explicit permission, but once they get in it, I don’t really care where they sit or if they change the nest. Hyunjin, though,” The corners of his lips twitched. “He likes nesting in common spaces and anyone can go in and out as they please, basically. But, if you move a blanket or a pillow, he gets pretty offended. I still have nightmares about the last time that happened.” He said with a shudder.

Chan closed his eyes and smiled ruefully. “Ah, poor Jisungie. It wasn’t his fault that he tripped when Seungmin grabbed his ankle. It wasn’t even Seungmin’s fault since he was asleep when he grabbed him.” He slid his hands up to cover his face. “That was the worst fight they’ve ever had since they got over that whole ‘dance better, rap better’ thing.”

The corners of Felix’s lips twitched upwards like he was trying to hide a smile. “Even though the nest fight was almost completely one-sided.”

“Hyunjin was angry enough for the both of them.”

“He was angry enough for the eight of us! Do you remember what he did when we tried to defend Jisung?”

“I wish I could forget.”

You didn’t know exactly what they were talking about, but your imagination filled in the gaps of their story and you laughed along with them.

The three of you finally calmed down and you were able to return to the topic.

“So, Felix, you’ve told me you understand the reason you and Hyunjin have different heats, but do you actually prefer it or would you like to try and get in synch again?”

He glanced between you and Chan like he was uncertain. “I’m not really sure. I don’t think I have a preference, and if the company thinks separate heats are better, I’m fine with that.”

You nodded and jotted that down in your notebook. Then, you closed it and set it to the side. “Alright, I think it’s time we address another heat topic.”

“So.” You clapped your hands together and brought them down to rest on the table. “Sex.”

Felix’s jaw dropped as Chan choked. “What?” They gasped, almost exactly in unison.

You shrugged back at them. “Look, I know it can be a bit of an uncomfortable topic, and I know that especially with your career, you’re essentially taught to avoid any discussion of sexuality, but it is pretty important that we can talk about your sex lives comfortably, for you two and all of your members.”

Chan was the first to collect himself, though his ears still blazed. “Alright. What do you need to know?”

You met his gaze calmly and pushed out soothing hormones. “How would you characterize the relationship between everyone in your pack?”

He glanced at Felix before meeting your eyes again. “We’re all in a romantic polyamorous relationship.”

You nodded as more questions filled your brain. “Is everyone in your group dating all seven other members?”

“Yes.”

“Are you all exclusive or does anyone have a relationship with someone outside of the group, either romantically or sexually?”

This time Felix piped up. “No, we’re all exclusive.”

“Okay.” You paused. “This is where it might get even more personal. If anything is too uncomfortable or if you don’t want me to know something, just say so and I’ll back off.”

Chan’s eyes widened. “Really?” His eucalyptus scent sharpened in surprise.

“Yeah, really.” You flashed an amused smile at him. “If you’re uncomfortable around me, that sort of defeats the purpose of having a caretaker, doesn’t it?”

“Huh, I guess it does.” Chan said, a smile forming on his face to match yours. “Ask away, then.”

You took a deep breath and got a heavy dose of eucalyptus scent. It calmed you instantly, the tension in your muscles fading away until it felt like you, Felix, and Chan had known each other for all your lives.

Get it together, you told yourself.

“Do you all have sex with each other?”

They both nodded stiffly in response.

“Alright. And you help each other through your heats and ruts in that way?”

“Yes.”

“Yep.”

You nodded and reached out to Felix, patting his hand gently. He grabbed your hand and began to massage your palm. “Okay, now the questions are going to be a little more focused towards you, “‘“baby”’”. Is that okay?”

He bit his lip and squeezed your hand. “Yeah, noona, I’m good.”

You smiled at him and pulled your notebook over, flipping to the page where you had written your checklist.

“Okay, so since we’re already talking about it, let’s just get it out of the way. How do you like your members to take care of you sexually during your heat? Do you like one person at a time or multiple people? Is sex your main priority when you’re in heat?”

Felix’s fingers twitched against yours and Chan reached over to rub his back. “Well, it really depends on the individual heat. I like having sex during my heat, but mostly I just want to stay close to my pack whether that’s sex or just cuddling. I don’t like being alone much and I really feel like the more the merrier, again, whether it’s sex or cuddling.”

You stroked your thumbs over his hand. “Good job explaining that to me, “‘“baby”’”.”

He blinked at you before ducking his head. “Really? Thank you.”

“Of course. Now, what does your preheat and postheat look like?”

Chan interjected. “Wait, postheat? What’s that? I thought that as soon as the heat was over, that’s it.”

You hummed thoughtfully. It wasn’t unusual that he wouldn’t know about postheat. Most omegas didn’t even know about it. “Postheat is when the heat is over, most omegas like to do a day or two of selfcare to allow their bodies and minds to get back to normal. It’s a bit overlooked, even by some omegas, especially the ones who are anxious to get back to the other parts of their lives. However, making sure your omega is happy during postheat is the best way to avoid omega drop.”

Chan’s eyes widened as he glanced between you and Felix. “Really? Oh, shit, I feel really bad about not knowing this.”

Felix shook his head and turned his face to Chan. “Hyung, you always take care of me and Jinnie even if you didn’t know. It’s not like you abandoned us once our actual heat was over. Also, I didn’t even know about postheat.”

You nodded along with Felix’s words. “Yeah, Chan, I only know because of my caretaking education. But you don’t really seem like the type of alpha to just leave your vulnerable omega to go get a coffee or something. Also, if you want, I can send you some academic articles on the best things to do during postheat and the things to avoid.”

He smiled shyly. “Ah, thank you. That would be great.”

You turned back to Felix. “So, preheat, postheat, what do you like during that time?”

His eyebrows furrowed as he considered your question. “Well, I like to make a nest during my preheat instead of waiting until my actual heat. I eat a lot of sweets. I actually like to bake a bit before and then I eat those.”

Chan giggled. “A bit? You bake enough to feed an army!”

Felix raised one hand defensively, the other still clinging to yours. “Hey, I can’t help it! It’s my deep, dark omegan instincts telling me I have to provide food or my dumbass alphas will starve.”

Chan laughed even more at that. “You know we can just order food, right? Or go grocery shopping? Also, I love your food but we can’t survive on just brownies for a week.”

Felix grinned at that. “I know that in my head. But the rest of me doesn’t really care about all that. Anyway.” He turned back to you. “My postheat is basically just cuddles and bath time. And more eating.”

“That sounds like a great routine,” you commented.

He nodded, smile going a little smug. “It is pretty great.”

“Oh, shit,” Chan blurted, looking at his phone. “It’s almost time to meet the others in the studio.” He studied yours and Felix’s interlocked hands. “Are we ready to head up, or do you want to talk more? I can tell them to wait if we need to stay.”

You shook your head and released Felix’s hand to stuff your notebook back into your bag. “Nope, I’ve got all the good stuff. If I remember anything else, I’ll just ask. Unless either of you wanted to ask me something?”

They had both stood up, ready to head out, but they paused at your question. Then, Felix raised his hand tentatively. “Are you going to be there during my heat? Or do you just wait until it’s over and take care of the other members in the meantime?”

You took a breath, considering what to say. Unfortunately, Chan had already put on a scent blocker, so you could barely smell the eucalyptus and it didn’t have the same effect as last time. “Well, it’s mostly up to you. If you feel comfortable with me by then and want me in your dorm, then I can hang around and take care of you, but if you don’t want me around at all, I totally understand and won’t be offended. We don’t have to decide right now, especially since you might not even know what your omega will want until it’s your preheat or your actual heat. So, take your time and think about if you want me there or not.”

Felix nodded, smiling at you as you both put on your scent blockers.

“Alright!” Chan clapped. “Are you ready to see where the magic happens?”

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grave-z-boy · 7 months

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are you comfortable with writing about a transman? if so id like to see arthur morgan comforting ftm!reader, maybe calling him a "good boy" to make him happy x

Arthur Morgan x Trans!male!reader

Summary: Reader runs into an old family member and is desperately in need of comfort afterwards. (Once again making excuses to be sad and transgender)

Words: 1264

Warning: hurt/comfort, pre-transition reader is referred to as “dead” and “little girl” by reader, reader threatens his cousin, shitty family members.

A/n: shorter fic cuz I've been banging my head against the wall trying to get the rest of my writing back.

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“You need to eat.”

You glanced up at Arthur, the fire between the two of you illuminating him in a orange glow. Your food had gone cold, and you didn’t mean to be wasteful, but today was…a lot. You shifted uncomfortably on the large rock you'd perched yourself on.

“‘M not hungry.”

You heard him sigh as you stared down at your plate.

“You gonna tell me what’s wrong or are you just gonna sit there and sulk.”

“It's nothing-”

It was something, it was definitely something. You went into town on your own, bright and early so you could be in and out of the shops and get back to camp while the sun was still up. That was the plan, pick up some spices, and oddly enough a picture frame, Arthur had asked for it but he said it wasn't for him, probably gonna be a gift of some kind, you didn't think too much about it.

While you were making sure you're satchel was still secure, you heard a familiar voice.

“D/n?” he called from across the street.

You froze, but just for a moment, you tried climbing onto your horse as fast as you could by you were stopped by a firm grip on your shoulder. Turning, you saw him, right in front of you, your cousin, your asshole of a cousin, Damian.

“Well I'll be damned, it is you!”

Taking a breath you said, “Do I know you?”

“‘Do you’- d/n stop playing around!”

His voice was loud, loud enough to garner unwanted attention from those around you.

“I don't know no d/n sir, you've got the wrong man, now you best take your hand off me before you lose it.”

He backed off, a small apologetic yet nervous smile on his face, “sorry, you just uh, look an awful lot like my little cousin.”

Finally mounting your horse, you looked down at the man. You didn't say anything, just holding his gaze in yours for a long moment before giving him a quick nod and riding off.

You rode out of town faster than you should have, gaining various shouts and complaints from the townspeople who'd nearly stepped in your way.

As you broke out into the open road, your mind swelled with thoughts.

D/n was dead, she’d been dead a long, long time and you really didn't need reminders of her life, especially not the parts she hated.

You didn't want to hate your cousin, you just did. He was an ass and so was the rest of his family, you guess that technically included you too, but you never really felt like they were your family- even when you were little. You were different, so they treated you different. You never knew what tipped them off so early. Maybe you played with the boys too much, or you were too rough with the girls. Whatever it was, they knew before you did, they considered their daughter dead before she was, and they treated you like you killed her.

You liked being dead now, you thought you wouldn't have to worry about your family anymore, they had a whole funeral for you and everything, you figured that they'd move on, that if you did run into them, they'd take you as a ghost and nothing more. Your cousin was always an asshole though, and could never quiet get with the program, that made y'all alike in some ways, but mostly it just drew a bigger rift between you and your family. Everybody loved him, but they hated you, wasn't that funny?

You skid to a stop right outside of camp, zoning back into your surroundings just in time. Hoping off your horse, petting her for a short moment before tying her to a post.

It didn't take long for Arthur to find you, having only been in camp a couple of minutes before he spotted you. Before he even reached you, he could see the grim look on your face as you sat on your cot, glaring at the ground.

Arthur sat next to you, rubbing your back with his hand for a short moment. Arthur wasn't really a touchy person, not in front of people at least, a soothing touch on the back was as close to a kiss as you'd get with this many people around.

You glanced up at him, meeting his eyes for a short moment before starting back down at the ground below.

It didn't take much for him to convince you to take a ride with him, especially when he offered to let you ride his horse with him, you appreciated it, knowing that yours would have bucked you off the moment you saddled her after you nearly ran her through camp. You almost felt bad- when you climbed on the horse behind Arthur, watching him avert his gaze from anyone who looked in your direction.

He wasn't ashamed, you knew that, he was just private, didn't like it when people paid too much attention to your relationship, or you at all for that matter.

You rode together for a long while, once you figured the road was clear enough, you wrapped your arms around Arthur and rested against his back, you felt him tense, then ask if you were okay, you nodded, he relaxed after a moment, quietly continuing down the road, he knew you weren't alright, not fully, but he figured talking could wait a couple of hours.

Now you're here, you sat on a rock while Arthur set up camp, when you mumbled an offer to help, he shot it down, reassuring you it was fine.

By the time food was cooked, the sun had set completely, the fire being the only source of light.

“- I swear I just…ran into somebody today.”

You could here the faint clink of silverware against the bowl as Arthur set it to the side.

“‘Somebody’ like who?”

You sighed.

“Like my cousin, Damien, ran into him in town today.”

You weren't fully sure you told Arthur about Damien, but when you looked up at him over the fire you could see a look of annoyance on his face, so you had to at least have mentioned him and his aggravating exploits.

“It's stupid, I just… I don't know. I thought that I would never run into them again, or maybe that they wouldn't recognize me if they did. But he called that little girl's name and it just felt like my heart had stopped.”

Starting down at the dirt, you heard Arthur push himself up off the ground, the dirt crunching beneath his boots. Then he was sitting right next to you, the stone just big enough to hold two queers at once. Meeting his eyes again, you opened your mouth to speak, but all that came out was a long, tired sigh.

“I know, “ he said, his voice so calm and soft, a tone reserved for those that deserved it, “come here, boy..”

And you did, leaning your head on his shoulder, buried in the nook of his neck, your arms just barely around him in an effort. He wrapped his arms around you far tighter, pulling you into him, feeling your shallow breaths as the day's events replayed in your mind.

“That's it, good boy,” he muttered.

A small smile formed on your face. You hummed in contentment, squeezing him a bit tighter, forcing a small chuckle out of him.

“You liked that?” you nodded, he laughed again.

“It's helping..”

“I'll keep that in mind.”

#arthur morgan x male reader #arthur morgan x male!reader #Arthur Morgan x trans!male!reader #red dead redemption 2 x male reader #red dead redemption 2 x male!reader #rdr2 x male reader #rdr2 x male!reader #x male reader #male!reader #male y/n #male reader #red dead redemption 2 #✮ — z boy

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roarriita · 1 year

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roommates - ellie williams (6)

femreader!xelliewilliams!

part five, here

content warning: explicit language, mention of drugs, sexual thoughts & acts, potential parental issues

// authors note: there is a small singing portion. yes, bbg ellie is singing and if you're the kind of person that likes to get completely immersed into the fanfic you're reading, i suggest listening to this cover while reading the singing portion of this chapter. i know i loved listening to it as i wrote it (you don't have to tho!) but anyway i hope you guys enjoy and are having an amazing day/night!! link to cover. //

// initial summary: the day after you officially moved into your new college dorm, you decide to take a look around the school, getting familiar to the clubs that they have to offer as well as the libraries, classes and cafeteria. you come back to your dorm in hopes of taking a shower and sitting in quiet solitude, but your plans are disrupted by your new roommate moving in… ellie williams. //

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it's been four weeks. four whole weeks since you last felt ellie's lips on yours. the tension between you two felt like a heat wave. you could barely think, your skin burned, and the air became all too difficult to breathe. you weren't sure how exactly you made it this far without giving in.

your eyes followed along with your book as you sat under the big oak tree on campus. despite it almost being october, it was warm out today. you decided to take advantage of the nice weather and read outside. not being able to really process the words that you were reading, you set the book aside and sighed. you looked up at the clouds, trying to figure out what different shapes the masses created.

strawberry… pencil… heart… and a man holding a little girls hand. you shut your eyes and cursed at your brain to stop playing tricks with you. you opened your eyes and analyzed the clouds again.

lollipop… cat… trumpet and two faces screaming at each other. with a frustrated sigh, you looked back down at your book and left your post at the tree.

back in your dorm, ellie sat on her bed, sketching. whenever ellie had free time, that's what you'd see her doing, either that or playing the guitar. although, she never let you see more than the occasional quick sketch, she always let you hear her playing the guitar and even let you put in requests. finishing up on her drawing, she held it up to blow away the led residue.

just then, her phone began to ring.

after checking the caller id, the corners of her lips slightly raised. ellie immediately answered it. "dad, hey."

"hey, dino." joel spoke. "i was calling to to thank you for the birthday gift."

"when are you going to stop calling me that." ellie groaned.

"does never sound good to you?" joel sarcastically responded.

"ugh, whatever. just know, you’re one more birthday away from being put in diapers." ellie sassed.

joel laughed. "is that a threat, dino?"

"think of it as a promise, old man." ellie joked. the daughter and father duo laughed before returning to their conversation.

"but seriously, i love the power drill set." joel said. "i've been getting the jobs done ten times as faster with this thing."

ellie smiled but bit her lip when she was reminded of the fact that her dad was still working, day and night in order to send her to school. ever since joel took 8-year-old ellie in, she couldn't help but feel like a burden to the man. he was just too good to her. "well, i'm glad to hear that."

"if you don't mind me asking, where'd you get the money for it? this isn't one of those cheap 20 dollar sets you get from walmart, these are high quality, meaning it would've had to cost you at least a hundred or so bucks." joel questioned.

"don't worry about it." ellie replied.

"dino, don't tell me you got a part time job." joel sighed into the phone. "what did i tell you? i wanted you to focus on your schoolwork and if you needed money that i'd send you some."

"dad, please, i don't want a lecture right now." ellie said. "i like working, okay? it's a nice break from school, i swear to you, it's not getting in the way of school."

"but-"

ellie cut him off. "dad, please."

"alright..." the man sighed. "at least promise me that you'll leave as soon as it starts getting in the way of your education?"

"i promise, dad." ellie assured him. some muffled hollering paired with the sound of an excavator, interrupted their conversation.

"i'll be right there!" joel shouted away from his phone before turning back to his blackberry. "i gotta go. have a good day and don't stress yourself out too much."

"okay, dad."

"love you, dino."

"love you too, dad, bye."

"bye."

once the phone call ended, ellie got up from her bed and walked over to her desk. she took one more look at her latest sketch and smiled. once she heard the door open, she shut her sketchbook and placed it inside the bottom drawer of the desk. "hey, el." you almost muttered before dropping your bag on top of your dresser.

"hey, (y/n)." ellie responded, when she noticed how sad you looked, she crossed her arms. "is everything alright?"

you turned around, leaning your back into the dresser. you tried lying and saying you were fine but you just couldn't find the energy to do so. "no, i’m not."

"do you wanna tell me what's wrong?" ellie took a step closer to you. she rarely ever saw you like this. you were so good at masking your anger and sadness. last week, ellie literally saw you smile through the pain of receiving a horrible grade for a test that you studied your ass off for.

"no." you shook your head. if there was one thing that you and ellie had in common, was that of feeling like a burden.

"right..." ellie said. "is there anything i can do to make you feel better?"

you thought about it for a second. your eyes trailed around the room and a small smile formed on your lips when you saw her guitar. you walked over to her side of the room, grabbed the instrument and then held it out to her. "born to die by lana del rey." ellie took the guitar from you with a matching smile. "did you actually learn it?"

"maybe." ellie shrugged. "you'll have to be the judge of that." ellie didn't want to admit it but every time you requested a song that she didn't know, she'd spend hours trying to learn it. she just loved the way your face lit up at the sound of her fingers strumming the guitar to your favorite songs.

ellie took a seat on her desk chair as you did the same on your own. she propped up the instrument and readied her hands and fingers. after a quiet and barely audible countdown left ellie's lips, she began playing.

once she started, you felt the knot of anxiety that had formed at the pit of your stomach earlier, slowly come undone. you noticed she played the first few cords a couple of times, almost like she was preparing herself for something. without warning, ellie began singing. "feet don't fail me now, take me to the finish line. oh, my heart, it breaks every step that i take, but i'm hoping at the gates, they'll tell me that you're mine." by now, the knot had completely come undone. her voice sounded so pretty and blissful. you've never heard a voice as gentle and beautiful as hers.

"walking through the city streets, is it by mistake or design? i feel so alone on a friday night. can you make it feel like home, if i tell you you're mine? it's like I told you, honey,"

ellie stared down at her fingers strumming the guitar, she was too nervous to see your reaction. she continued to sing, feeling every strum, every melody and every lyric. "don't make me sad, don't make me cry, sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough, i don't know why. keep making me laugh, let's go get high. the road is long, we carry on, try to have fun in the meantime."

you were too captivated by her voice to filter yourself as your eyes watered up. "come and take a walk on the wild side. let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain. you like your girls insane. so, choose your last words, this is the last time, 'cause you and i, we were born to die."

ellie played a few more chords before coming to a stop. her cheeks were flushed as she placed her guitar down. she grabbed her thighs and looked up at you, ready to take whatever negative criticism you had to throw at her. "holy shit, ellie." a few tears escaped from your (y/c/e) eyes.

"please tell me you liked it." ellie almost begged.

"liked it?" you questioned. "ellie, i'm fucking crying. i loved it!" you then got out of your seat to pull her in for a hug. you wrapped your arms around her neck and pulled her head close, up against your stomach. with a smile of content and relief, ellie tightly wrapped her arms around your lower waist.

ellie slowly got out of her seat to hug you properly. she took in the milliseconds that passed as she held you in her arms. she missed this, she ached for this. she wants so desperately to never let you go. here, in this position, it was perfect. it was enough for her. it was more than enough and though she was the one who ended things, she wished that this was enough for you too. even if it was just for now.

she needed you to wait for her.

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"i don't get it, why am i blindfolded." you asked as ellie's car came to a stop.

"because it's a surprise." ellie answered. "you can take off your seatbelt now."

once you took it off, ellie got out of the car and jogged around to your side. she opened the door, helped you out and then led you to wherever it was she wanted to take you. you held on tightly to her hands, not wanting to trip or fall. as you inched closer, you could hear the sounds of laughter, games and loud swooshing noises. "okay, stop." ellie stood behind you and carefully removed the blindfold.

your face lit up when you realized where ellie had taken you and why she asked you to wear shorts or pants instead of your usual dress. "the carnival."

"surprise." ellie smiled.

"you didn't have to do this ellie." you looked over at her. this was probably the nicest thing anyone's ever done for you.

"but i wanted to." ellie shrugged. she'd do anything to see you get your smile back.

"but my bag, you told me to leave my bag at home." your eyebrows furrowed.

"yeah, 'cause today is on me." ellie said.

"oh, c'mon." you protested. "i can't let you do that."

"too bad, we're already here." ellie shrugged as she grabbed one of your hands and began pulling you towards the entrance. "and i'm not leaving until we go on every single ride and try every deep-fried food this place has to offer."

"fine, but if i puke on you, don't blame me." the two of you laughed as you walked inside.

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part seven, here

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writhe · 16 days

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because of the car situation, i didn’t get to visit my old friend today. i’m excited to see her and hear about her life and it felt like a step towards learning tattoo stuff too. was disappointing in multiple ways. i was on the phone trying to figure out some insurance stuff until noon. had to finish ordering my ID (needed to figure out how to pay online without a debit card too).

walked hal, saw a large branch fall in the road and block traffic. my housemate cut it up (and i helped move it and i also chatted with the neighbor- once it had been dragged out of the street, the city said they wouldn’t deal with it since it was no longer on public property so this random elderly woman suddenly had this on her plate? hello?). but all seems it will resolve well and quickly

took reference photos for a commission im excited about while on the walk, and a man with a small fire smoldering in his yard saw me through the hedges and told me to come check out the outdoor museum in his yard and i told him i was heading somewhere but that the smoke smelled good and he said “you can come smell this whole damn house” but not in a way that felt threatening, just kind of interesting, and kind of made me think of a ghost. i wonder what would have happened if i went in, i had halliwell with me and a knife so when someone hedges those bets i tend to give them slightly more of the benefit of the doubt

got home and spent the rest of the day packing nearly 50 orders (thanks y’all). got really in it with some emotions. was hoping to go to a farm workday too but by the time that would have happened i was tired from doing things that felt like effort and figured i had other social plans later anyway. went on a second walk and ran into some friends in an alley who told me the other plans i had later were cancelled (we were gonna play MtG and i hadn’t checked the chat)

a friend came over to use our washing machine and i was cranky at first bc i’d wanted to be alone for a little while but it ended up being nice. i fucked around with my sewing machine for a couple hours and fixed my duvet cover (hal ripped a huge hole in it while clawing at it). it’s far more functional than it is aesthetically pleasing and was actually really engaging for me

the night ended with me and my housemates and our friend hanging out in the living room and cracking and eating nuts. talking a little bit about emotions and politics and stuff, it got really sweet and i feel nice

my neighbor texted me that he thought he saw fishing around in my car, so around midnight i went out to check and found that he’d bought be a big ole 12 pack of my favorite drinks & set it inside the passenger seat for me to find (-,:

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mamazsposts · 9 months

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can i get daddy!tony x little!reader (fem)?

little reader comes to tony while he's working in the lab with banner

i hope you like this! thank you for requesting. im sorry if its not what you were looking if its not id be happy to re-write it :)

word count: 833

summery: tony has to work in the lab today and y/n isnt very happy about not being able to spend time with her daddy

Missing daddy

Daddy!Tony x little!reader

Today Tony had to work in the lab with a banner, so he wouldn't be able to give his little girl the attention she deserved. After explaining to y/n that steve and bucky and their little, peter, would be coming over to spend time with her. Although y/n didn't like that idea, as tears came to her eyes, Tony tried his best to stop his baby's tears but to no avail. she just wanted her daddy today, she hasn't been able to spend much time with tony recently.

the boys showed up with their little while tony was still holding y/n trying to calm her down. “Okay baby girl, I have to go to the lab now. I'm sure you and Peter will have so much fun today." Tony tells the girl in his arms, kissing her nose “i love you bear” he whispered to her, handing y/n off to steve causing her to reach out for tony still drying softly. “Da-daddy” y/n whimpers as she watches Tony leave the room.

Once y/n stopped crying steve put her down on the floor next to peter who was playing with his wrestling action figures happily. y/n just stared at her friend quietly before looking at the door her daddy had just disappeared out of. Peter tried to give her one of his toys but she just shook her head, looking away. Steve and bucky look at each other for a moment before looking back at the littles

A couple hours passed and y/n had barely said anything, she didn't want to eat the lunch then super soldiers made them, she didn't want to play, she just didn't want to do anything besides be with her daddy. As nap time approached, Bucky offered to cuddle with her but she just said no, and laid on the floor with her back turned to them.

y/n wasn't tired at all, she waited for the other people in the room to fall asleep or get up and leave for a moment so she could go find her daddy. Tony kept having Friday tell him how y/n was doing. Yes he had to get this work done but he still missed his little girl. y/n took her chance and left the room she was in as fast as she could.

She walked the halls of the tower trying to remember how to get to the lab. It felt like she walked forever until she heard the familiar voice of her daddy. A big smile is brought to her face as she runs towards the sound. Looking through the window into the lab she sees her daddy and banner standing with their backs turned towards her looking at something. y/n sneaks into the lab and up behind tony before pulling on his shits causing his to turn and look at her

“Oh my what do we have here” he says picking her up “isn't it nap time little one?” he asks, poking her side making her giggle. “M´not tired daddy” she says through laughs “i missed you daddy” she looks up at him smiling. “I missed you too sweetheart. So so so much” he said, hugging her close, kissing the side of her head.

“Wait, do Steve and Bucky know where you are?” Tony pulls away looking at the girl. Who slowly shakes her head looking down “i just wanted to see you daddy” she says sadly before feeling his finger lift her chin up “its okay baby but you know that someone has to know where you are at all times when you're little. I don't want you getting hurt, "Tony says seriously. “But friyay knew where i was” y/n saying looking at her daddy with a small smile causing tony to chuckle at her. “Yeah i suppose so but still darling if someones watching you, you need to tell them when you're going to wander off” he explains to y/n putting his forehead on hers “do you understand sweetie”

She nodded at him once more before asking “can we watch toons and cuddle now daddy?” Tony looks over a banner who was looking at some paperwork “well banner do you think we can finish this later. My baby needs me” he says nodding at y/n. “Yeah I think we got the most important stuff done anyways.” banner says before looking at y/n and smiling.

Tony carries y/n to their shared room after telling Friday to let Steve and Bucky know y/n was with him and okay. “Did you eat anything sweetheart?” he asks when he hears her tummy grumble a little bit. y/n shakes her head not taking her eyes off the TV. Tony gets her favorite food and feeds her while she's watching TV, before they both get under the blankets. Soon after y/n falls asleep in her daddy's arms.

#tony stark #marvel #daddy!tony #little reader #iron man #cg!tony #the avengers #mcu #marvel mcu #avengers endgame #infinity war

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liesmyth · 1 year

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What is wheel of time and should I start it tomorrow?

you SHOULD.

Wheel of Time is an epic fantasy series by the late Robert Jordan. It's epic in scope, in length, and in its insanely large cast of characters. It's fascinating. The worldbuilding is insane, but also familiar (partly because it relies on widespread fantasy tropes, partly because it made many of those tropes popular for many books published later). The characters are exasperating but deeply human; I love SO many of them and appreciate so many others. It's very Of Its Time in some regards, especially re: its handling of gender roles and sexuality, but it's also surprisingly progressive and queer in intent even when the execution falters, and I really appreciate a lot that it even tried to Go There, because it was Very formative for me as a young teen. It's also one of those books where you can see the author's kinks all over the place (both narrative and otherwise) and tbh? it's a bit cringe but lots of fun. Also it’s very well written; the plot is as Epic as epic fantasy gets but it’s really the character moments that make the reader invested in the story. I just love it a lot, ngl.

Fun fact: I am now today on tumblr dot com, blogging in english, because sometimes around age 15 even though I fucking hated english class in school I just couldn’t wait for the latest books to come out in my country so I had to become fluent enough to read a 700-pages novel by myself. THAT is the grip this series had on me.

Some things I am now into because of reading WoT starting at age eleven.

codependent magical bonds with loyalty kink thrown in (if you’re familiar with TLT, think necro/cav but usually f/m. Not always though :) )

femdom. both F/f and F/m varieties

Propesized Savior trying to kill their humanity to become a figure larger than history (before realizing that's bullshit)

what if monastic(ish) order of sole women but also we had sex about it

unfortunately. a lot of weird kinks. I will elaborate on request but it’s better if I don’t right off the bat.

no, I lied. It wasn’t unfortunate. I appreciate it when authors are brave enough to let the banner of their id fly high

ruined civilizations and newer, less advanced civilizations rising from the wreckage. the collective understanding that you live in a post-apocalypse world. old scientific principles becoming magic

confronting your alternate dimension self, as a treat

dream sex

devil-may-care rogues who actually care a lot

alien morality, or cultural differences so big that they fundamentally are the same thing

people who are SO Wrong about everything but are 100% committed to their own personal moral code

whatever the fuck Mat’s luck had going on

“I know what my destiny is but I say: fuck you”

I can’t stress enough how many of my kinks (narrative; sexy in fiction only; sexy in RL) came directly from this series. Like, I know I’ve already said that but putting together this list made me think and. Oh my god.

SWORD MAIDENS

More practical information: there are 14 books. Yes, I know. The first book is The Eye of the World - it's fun and probably not exceptional even though you can feel the hints of how grand and insane the greater worldbuilding will be, and some characters really shine (Nynaeve!). The second book is where it really gets original, the third book is where I went from "books I like" to "series OF ALL TIME". If you don’t like it by book 4 then give up. If you like book 4 as much as I did you will never ever want to give up.

There's also an Amazon Prime show, currently S1 has been released! I haven't watched it beyond the first ep, but plan to do it soon; it's a lot more f/f than the books and the back half had some pacing issues (partly due to COVID fucking with the production) but definitely very iddy from what I've heard, and I’m very excited to check it out in time for S2.

tldr PLEASE read wheel of time!

#ask #Anonymous #wheel of time #wot #FORMATIVE SERIES OF ALL TIME #btw not worth going into it in the actual post but. when i say 'of its time' i mean 'conceived in the late 80s & plotted in the early 90s'#the author was a vietnam vet from the american south who identified as het & went to a military college #and they are SURPRISINGLY queer even with that #it's one of those cases where i'm like. yeah the execution was clumsy but. the fact that he tried gave Interesting results

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cattocavo · 7 days

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Six sketch sunday

Thanks so much for tagging me @thewholelemon

I actually have something pretty exciting to share if i do say so myself!

In november 2022 i did a master study of romeo and juliet by frank bernard dicksee. I was very happy with it. But over time I’ve become less and less happy with it, specifically how baz looks :((

This is due to the fact that i traced A LOT in late 2022 (I was 15 ok, I’m sure we’ve all had one of those phases😭) I traced the whole painting, but baz was hard bc the original painting featured a woman, and her whole figure was covered by a white loose dress. 2022 me did their best interpreting the shapes and forming a new body for baz, but honestly they didn’t do it very well. Ive hated Baz’s face and body for a while now, but still loved simon and the painting in general. Which is why I came to the conclusion that for me to be at peace and happy with it again, I have to remaster it!

And again I’ve had this on my mind for a while now, mulling it over, because it’s quite a big project. But 7 days ago i finalized my decision and started looking at references and whatnot. It took me so long to find references bc I was confused of the angle of Juliet’s head in the original painting (so I’ve changed the angle whoops) and i needed to make sense of it all. Before i knew it i had spent 5 hours (according to procreates tracker) drawing, and literally nothing had changed.. but then i spent like 2 hours more and THAT did it. It was like digging a whole in the ground searching for water. You dig a little and nothing happens, and when you finally dig deep enough the water reveals itself like a goldmine.

Anyways, i haven’t gotten around to do any recoloring yet, so ill show you the sketch (ahem, traced) of my 2022 version versus what I have now

The one on the left is the 2022 version. The one on the right is the current sketch.

I’m trying to incorporate a lot more body language from baz this time around. I think the old sketch of baz was very rigid. His torso is very short 💀 my biggest issue was his face though. It was far too feminine. The bone structure wasn’t exactly giving baz, in fact the whole face didn’t look like baz to me. The expression also bothered me, it was too superficial. Like it’s exactly the predictable expression you expect him to have. I tried to spice it up in the new version by making him appear a bit more anguished. It’s romeo and juliet after all.

Im currently looking at references to what clothes he should be wearing (don’t worry, i wont cover up his sleeves. Even if it’s more time period accurate) so if y’all have any inspo or suggestions, feel free to share them with me!

While baz is the inly thing getting completely redone, I’m also touching up some other thins. Just giving it a more refined, finished look overall. The plants in the original were really messily done, so i’m gonna work a lot on those. 2022 me also slacked on the curtains, so I’m repainting those to match the original frank bernard painting.

Once I’m done with it all i think i might sell some prints. Ive gotten requests to sell prints of this one before, but never really got around to do more than research. If i do make prints, I’m a bit worried they’ll all go to waste bc they’ll have to be shipped from denmark, and shipping in expensive :(( (I’ve tried to set up middlemen and it didn’t work for me. Red bubble wont even allow me to add a credit card😬) but if y’all are still interested in prints, do let me know! Ill definitely put in more of an effort to make it happen if i know it wont be in vain :))

Thats all from me for today :3 see ya next time

(Also check out what my COBB partner @thewholelemon is doing! It’s gonna be so good!)

Tags! @monbons @raenestee @j-nipper-95 @orange-peony

Id love to see what y’all are doing!

#simon snow #baz pitch #carry on #simon snow salisbury #fanart #simon snow fanart #any way the wind blows #wayward son #art #carry on fanart #romeo and juliet #sir francis dicksee #frank dicksee #baz pitch fanart #classical painting redraw #classical art #agatha wellbelove #penelope bunce #the mage

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call-me-doll-face · 1 year

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YEARNING

Warnings: all of them. Smut, angst, unedited. I worked this on a whim so I'm sorry if there are mistakes!

To say today had been busy would be a massive understatement. Almost to the point that it's laughable.

The little subway i worked at, while normally not a hard job, had been dreadful. I'd had to stay an hour past closing just to catch up and get everything done.

By the time I reach the door to my little apartment, my feet are dragging. Stepping in I mindlessly throw my keys onto the accent table right inside the door; watching as they almost knock over the pile of neatly stacked mail.

Next I move into my tiny kitchen, grabbing my favorite glass and filling it with water, gulping it down in two very unlady like chugs.

Looking around I wonder where my little feline friend is before shrugging it off, knowing she'll come find me when she's ready to.

Moving to go around the island I have a one track mind.

Bed,bed,bed.

So focused on finally getting some rest after pulling a double I don't notice the eyes watching me. Don't notice the figure moving from out of the shadows in the corner of the room. Until it's too late.

Before i can even realize what's going on a strong hand is gripping the nape of my neck in a tight grip, bending me over the island and pinning me to the countertop.

"Oh, what the fuck!" I cry out, more frustrated and angry than scared. All I wanted was to fucking sleep.

"What was your first mistake?" The deep sultry voice asks mischievously. My heart skips a beat at the sound of it. of who it belongs to.

"B-Bucky?" I sputter out in shock, trying to wiggle free so i can turn to see his face, to know he's really here and i'm not going crazy.

He just tsks at me, clicking his tongue as he runs a big palm slowly up my outer thigh then up to the curve of my ass. "I said-" I gasp as he slowly runs his tongue up my neck before closing his teeth over my ear in a gentle nip. "what. was your first. mistake?" That hand squeezes my ass. A warning.

"Jesus, buck! I'm too tired to play these games! let go of me!" A loud smack sound in the room as his palm lands harshly on my ass, right cheek stinging from the strike.

"I won't ask again doll. Do you think hydra would be so patient? hmm?" His voice deepens, words rolling smoothly off that wicked tongue. Despite the warning my body shivers with pleasure, remembering just how capable that tongue could be....

When I don't answer another smack lands on the opposite cheek, this time with enough force to jolt me forward. "Fuck! Wait,wait wait, I don't-" grunting in disapproval I feel his hand lifting again and cry out desperately. "Th-the table in the entry!"

Giving me a pleased hum he gently lowers his hand back down and caresses the skin there, moving up to give my hip a gentle squeeze.

"What about it, pretty girl?" He asks, pressing a soft open mouthed kiss to the back of my neck.

Within seconds he has me whimpering or him, wanting to please him. I should be angry. Should be screaming and yelling at him for the way he just left me. Middle of the night with no explanation, leaving me to wake up alone and to not hear from him for months. Then to have the audacity to waltz (or break) back in and ask ME what my mistake was. The balls. But fuck me if I don't have the strength to hold out on him.

"It was organized. I never organize, Never have time." My stomach flutters at his sound of approval. Kicking my legs apart with his foot he doesn't hesitate to wedge his big thigh there when they spread, pulling another whimper from me.

"What else doll?" Doll.... he used to call me that all the time... when we first met id thought it was only because he was being a gentleman, but after a while id picked up on the fact that i was the only one he'd used the term with.

"The water cup. It was in the cupboard. Usually I leave it on the corner of the sink for when i get home."

"mmm, Good girl." Bucky basically purrs, thumbs hooking into the waistband of my leggings, pulling them and my panties over my ass and down my legs all at once.

Becoming self conscious i try to wiggle free once again, try to stand up straight but buck is quick to pin me down again. With a hand flat against my lower back, he slide down to kneel behind me and my cheeks burn red with embarrassment as he eyes me hungrily. My thighs clench on their own accord and he's quick to slide his hands down and spread me open, breathing deeply.

"Such a pretty pussy. Smell so good doll, God I missed you. So fuckin perfect." The words are a rumble and my breath catches when i feel the heat of them against my sensitive skin.

"Buck..." I don't know why his name leaves my mouth; Don't know why it sounds like a plead, but he takes it willingly.

A sharp cry leaves my lips as the flat of his tongue licks a wet strip up my center, all the way to my leaking hold. He doesn't hesitate to devour me; tongue spearing into me as his fingers clench my ass, using his hold on them to pull me back on to his face.

It's not long before he has me coming apart at the seams, rocking back onto him as i grip onto the countertop. He eats and drinks from me like a man starved and I'm his last meal, slurping and groaning obscenely.

"Fuuuuuck, fuck,fuck,fuck!" I cry out desperately as the coil in my belly tightens into an almost overwhelming point. He groans against he happily, sending vibrations straight to my core.

I cry out in frustration when he pulls away from me completely, only to flip me onto my back. My eyes widen at the shock of finally being able to see his face after so long.

His beautiful hair that had touched the tops of his shoulders had been cut short, looking just long enough to run my fingers through and grip. Those beautiful blue eyes, my favorite blue yes in the whole world, had grown colder; harder. There were more lines on his face, looking like he'd aged years...

But under all that is still my Bucky. Still the most beautiful man I'd ever seen. A man that I would willingly give my life for, almost HAD given my life for.

The man was staring at me like he was the devil himself, smiling with a look of pure sin on his face. And if he was the devil, well I'm going to be damned.

"You want these?" the question is teasing, playfulness behind those big blues as he runs cold metal fingers featherlight down my stomach. I nod eagerly, lifting my hips in expectation causing him to chuckle. "so, so desperate."

Too impatient to tease any more he pushes two fingers into my wet heat, instantly curling them to reach that one spot that only he could reach. A cry leaves my lips and throwing my head back I reach under my shirt to push my bra up.

"That's it doll. Play with those fucking perfect tits. Gonna make you cum on my tongue, then I'm going to fuck that pretty pussy." God, the mouth on that man. Who would have thought that the stoic, moody James Buchanan Barnes would have such a dirty side. Not that I"m complaining.

His fingers and words very quickly work me back up to my peak again and his free hand grabs onto my hip to steady me, ground me.

Reaching down I grab onto his wrist; nothing but the sound of my cries, the obscene sounds of my wetness, and his praises filling the room.

"Come. Come now." He commands right before lowering and swirling that deadly tongue in tight circles around my clit. That does it for me, sends me over the edge and falling.

Blue eyes eaten up by black watch me as My back arches, toes curl, and a scream leaves my lips. My vision goes white and my body clenches as the best orgasmn ive ever had tilts my world on its axis. Metal fingers keep hitting that spot, keep working me through it until I finally come back down, body relaxing and tired.

When my eyes open and meet his, I'm surprised to see tears gathered on his lash line, just barely keeping from falling. The sight takes my breath away... so pretty...

"Buck?..." I whisper, gut swirling with uncertainty.

Did i do something wrong?

"Need you." Before the words are even all the way out we are reaching for each other, hands ripping off the others clothes as fast as possible.

Within seconds we are both bare, his cock standing hard and flushes red in desperation. Gripping it tightly, he strokes his a few times before notching it at my opening and thrusting in to the hilt.

We both cry out at the feeling of finally being connected again. Tears prick my own eyes at the stretch that always came with being with bucky, No amount of preparation had ever been enough to ease the burn from his sheer size.

My hands grip onto his shoulders as his arms wrap around me, pulling me up and flush against him so that my ass is just barley resting on the edge. Leaning his forehead against mine and letting out a shaky breath he finally opens his eyes to look at me; silently asking permission to move.

Leaning forward i finally press my lips to his, whining into his mouth as i roll against him, marvelling at the delicious slide of him against my walls.

His tongue parts my lips and slides against mine effortlessly as he starts to move, pulling out to slowly push back in, each time going deeper and deeper.

I dont know when it turned in to this, but its overwhelming, my heart feeling like its swelling with emotion and about to shatter at the same time. We Cling to each other as his thrusts pick up speed, breathes mingling.

"Buck..." His name is a broken sigh and I watch as that plump bottom lip quivers.

"I fucked up. I fucked up doll and im so god damn sorry. So sorry..." The tears finally fall, sliding down his cheeks in steady streams. burying his face in my neck he grips me tighter, leaning me back slightly. The new angle has him hitting something devastating and my own tears fall but for a completely different reason.

"I love you. Love you so much Doll. You're my best girl. Never leaving again. Fucking stupid. Gonna stay, be with you forever." He's babbling now, hands sliding and gripping anything he can reach. mouth moving down to capture my nipple; Nipping and sucking and rolling it between his teeth. Once again im becoming quickly overwhelmed by him and the affect he has on me, my mind swirling with all the words he'd said, is saying. Because it doesn't seem he can stop.

"Gonna have a family with you. Fill you with my babies, have little ones that look like us. You want that pretty girl? want me to make you a mama? hmmm? you'd do so good baby.Doing so good taking me like this." My breath is knocked out of me with his next thrust and he doesn't even give me a chance to recover.

Gripping my ass he lifts me off the counter causing my legs to wrap around him even tighter. He's holding me up, supporting all my weight as he bounces me up and down on him viciously. I can tell he's becoming desperate, his jaw coming unhinged as he watches his cock disappear into me; Groans loudly when he sees the glistening wetness coating him.

Watching how dismantled he looks is what sends me over the edge for the second time that night. I'm screaming, blubbering like a baby, begging and pleading for him to give it all to me, everything he promised, I want it all.

With a loud growl he gives it to me, smashing his lips to mine in a violent kiss, teeth clacking together as his rhythm falters. "Of fuck. Of fuuuuck." He moans out, hips jerking up into mine, cock twitching as he shoots rope after rope of hot cum into me, coating my walls with his seed. I whimper as my walls clench, milking him dry of everything he has.

When we both finally come down he's quick to carry me into my room. Once there, bucky does what bucky does best. He takes care of me.

Later that night as we are lying in bed, curled up together under my thousands of fuzzy blankets, I finally ask what had been on my mind since I realized it was him.

"What made you come back?"

"I missed my best girl, had to see her again." My heart swells even more at his words, if that's even possible. "Hello, Alpine."

Meow.

#slight angst #bucky barnes #mcu #avengers smut #bucky barnes smut #bucky x female reader #bucky fanfic

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youre-in-big-trouble · 1 year

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(i found this in my drafts from last year, so. here you go :p)

sooo. today i had to give a urine sample...

woke up at noon, thinking my appointment was at 1pm. got up, got ready, and... realized i should skip my morning pee, since i'll need SOMETHING in me to give them... an hour isnt really enough time for me to get full enough for a good sample, right? especially since i hadnt dranken much that morning.

i get in my car and head off, planning on getting there a little early. right before i get there, i realized that my appointment is actually at 2pm. oops...

so i did some shopping! while i was at the store, i got the urge to go. i only realized after i got into a stall that, um. i realized i shouldnt let myself pee yet, since my appointment is in 45 minutes! if i go now, i definitely wont have enough for a sample... so i left the bathroom (begrudgingly) and finished up my shopping.

of course, i got to the office way too early. had to sit in my car for 40 minutes before i got the text that i could go in. by the time i got called up to the desk, i was getting constant pangs to gogogogooo... which makes sense, since id been holding my morning pee for more than two hours. AND i drank a bottle or two of water running errands... probably close to 40oz, in total, on top of whatever i had in me from the night before.

after i filled out my paperwork -which took a little longer than i was hoping - the technician asked me, "are you able to use the bathroom?" and i think i said "yes" a little too fast. i mean, im SURE she sees plenty of people for urine tests who've been holding for longer than i had been, but... its still embarrassing to have someone KNOW you gotta go.......

she brought me into a room with supplies, got a cup for me, and then got stopped by another technician for a minute... meanwhile, there's a bathroom RIGHT THERE, door open, toilet waiting patiently for me... as she was talking, she flipped on the light and the fan, and i was trying my best not to fidget. she didnt SAY i could use that bathroom yet, so i just waited for her instructions.

finally, she handed me the cup. and then guided me to the bathroom on the OTHER side of the building. THAT bathroom was for the next patient coming in, not for me! silly. luckily, it wasnt actually that long of a walk. it just felt like it because i was thinking with my bladder

she showed me where to leave my cup when i was done, and then left me alone. i locked myself in the bathroom so fast lol... now all i had to do was, um. figure out where to set down my water bottle, papers, and phone. no table, no flat surfaces... i ended up setting them on the sink, scrambling over to the toilet, and... i did NOT pee on my own hand like i did last time! or on the outside of the cup! it was pure torture having to stop as soon as the cup was full, and then capping it... settling it in the receptacle...

when i finally sat back down on the toilet, i kept peeing for a solid minute after that... it was so nice to be empty after so long! i hadnt been close to leaking or anything... sure, it'd been a while since i had to hold it, but my bladder wasnt THAT weak.

it was kinda fun, though, even if it wasnt an intentional hold :p gotta love incidental omo situations!

#omorashi #bathroom control #bladder control #pee holding #full bladder

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specialinterestshows · 9 months

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Lucky for y’all, it looks like I write more when I’m experiencing Symptoms, and I am VERY much experiencing symptoms. Enjoy the continued stoner adventures in this Rhea Ripley x lady!reader fic.

Warnings for this section: Stoner paraphernalia (though no actual weed in this one)

Absolute Smokeshow (Part 3/?): When The Bong Breaks

“Shit!”

You startle awake at the sound of your guest swearing loudly. The two of you must have fallen asleep on the couch, judging by the sunlight streaming through the windows and the smudges in Rhea’s makeup. Wiping drool away from the edge of your mouth, you move to sit up.

“Stay there!” You froze at the command. Rhea elaborated, “I accidentally ran into your bong on the way to the bathroom and knocked it over. There’s glass on the floor. Broom?” You point in the direction of your cleaning supplies, yawning and stretching before rubbing your eyes. Once she returned, you watched groggily as the woman clad in black and purple took a broom, dust pan, and paper towels to the mess on the floor.

“Thanks for getting that,” you mumble.

“‘Course,” Rhea replied, “I’m the one who knocked it over.” Her brow furrowed, she seemed contemplative as she took the glass shards and soaked towels to the trash.

“Am I good to use the floor now?” You call out.

“Should be good- So hey,” Rhea seemed to interrupt herself, turning around and walking in your direction, “Breaking your bong was a shitty way to thank you for smoking me out last night” - her demeanor seemed casual, but she wasn’t making eye contact; it was obvious she wasn’t used to apologizing - “So if you have time today, we can get you a replacement. My treat.”

Not a hint of a “sorry,” but offering to replace the piece for you was still a pretty good non-apology. You smiled, “I definitely have time.”

You both freshened up, Rhea borrowed your phone charger, and you threw together some breakfast. The head shop didn’t open until noon, so the morning was fairly leisurely - until you heard Rhea sigh as she checked her phone. Before you could ask what was wrong, she unplugged the charger and ducked into the other room, closing the door. Letting her have her privacy, you start cleaning off remnants of the night before from the table in front of the couch.

“You said you wanted ME to “figure it out” for MYSELF. I’m not going to report back every little DETAIL-“ the muffled shouting cut off as abruptly as it had begun. You weren’t trying to eavesdrop, but was it really eavesdropping if she was being that loud?

“No, NO. I do NOT want to hear about your night either… Dom!“

The rest of the conversation was at a lower volume, unintelligible from where you were. After a few minutes, you heard the door open and Rhea walked back in, looking equally angry and depressed.

“Almost time yet?” she asked, putting on the battle vest she had taken off last night.

“We can leave now and get there around when they open,” you reply, sensing her need to set her attention on something else.

About half an hour later, you’re both walking through the doors of the head shop. An older man with long, silver hair and a tie-dye shirt approached the two of you, “Couldn’t wait for us to open, eh?” - he winks - “Now I’m afraid I’m gonna have to see some ID before I can let you go any further.”

He scans both IDs you hand him and nods, giving them back.

“So, what can I get you rad ladies today?”

“We would love to see your selection of” - you look back and forth dramatically and loudly whisper behind your hand - “…waterpipes.”

The man chuckles, “Right on, right on. Follow me.” Walking past all manner of bright, beautiful, and strange stoner supplies, the three of you head to the back of the store. You stop at a long, tall set of shelves with a glass door keeping the pieces locked inside.

“Here you are!” the man gestured to the rows of bongs, “Feel free to browse our selection and give me a holler if anything strikes your fancy.”

“Thank you!” you grin as you watch the bright colors of the tie-dye shirt recede back to the front of the store.

“So,” Rhea prompted, “you know what you need. Any of these it?”

A look back at the shelves stocked with colorful shapes and the price tags begin to catch your eye. “W-what, um,” you stutter a bit, “What’s my price limit?” It felt like a rude question to ask, but you didn’t want to request more than what was being offered.

“Limit?” a haughty smirk made its way onto her face, “None. I owe you a new piece. Besides, I’m making that beat-people-up money.” You can’t help but smile as she flexes.

“Duuuude, is that Rhea Ripley?” you look up to see two stoners who had obviously pre-gamed their trip to the store, speaking in what they seemed to think were hushed tones.

“Don’t stare or nothin’ - she doesn’t just fight women, she can beat up dudes!” the other responded.

Rhea clearly heard them too, turning around to glare at the pair. One let out a squeak as they quickly averted their gaze and pretended to look at the nearest display case. Muffling your laughter with your hand, you watch Rhea roll her eyes.

It takes a while, but you finally decide on a sturdy-looking piece and have the kind man who greeted you pack it in bubble wrap for the drive back home. “Just head on over to the first register and Bud can ring you up,” the man said, going behind the counter for a bag. The two of you walk to the register manned by an employee whose name tag read “Bud.”

“Your name is really Bud?” you try not to seem too amused while addressing the man behind the counter.

“Nah,” he smiled, “but they let you go by whatever here so I thought, why not?”

He rings you up and Rhea hands him her card. Bud’s eyes widen as he looks at the name on the card, then up at the woman next to you, then back again.

“Are you THE Rhea Ripley?” He asks, baffled.

She sighs, “Yeah, that’s me.”

Once you exit the store, Rhea asks aloud, “How do they all recognize me? I thought Matt Riddle was the king of the stoners?”

A grin sweeps over your face as you unlock the car and carefully place the bong between the items in the trunk, “Let’s head back to mine and break in the new bong, queen of the stoners.”

Rhea elbows you slightly, “Using “break” and “bong” in the same sentence? I’m not living this down, am I?”

[end part three of ?]

Part 4: https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/723507333951635456/absolute-smokeshow-part-4-the-judgement-gay

Tag list (thank you!):

@cherryberryshine

@littlemiss-fanficlover

#wwe fanfiction #the judgement day #rhea ripley #rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley x dominik mysterio #stoner themes #lady!reader #specialinterestshows presents #cannot promise this kind of consistency throughout the fic #but if the symptoms don’t let up it might be like this for a minute #absolute smokeshow

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friendly-neighbourhood-spiderm4n · 2 years

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I forking loved your last Will Byers x Male reader! Thank you so much! I seriously can’t get enough of this idea XD. Could you plz do more headcannons possibly about what school life is like (but no Homophobia like just pretend there is no such thing as it? I really hate hearing about it🥲), how they deal with there size difference as couples and how you think they would have met? (With the same trope, Will Byers x Big! Scary! Himbo! Male reader with demon powers) 😁😘 Thx!

A/N - Send more requests, it means I don’t have to think of original ideas lol. This applies to everybody, btw.

>Cali favourites power couple. Angelina actually didn’t pick on Will because of you. She only saw you as the terrifying, hunk of meat that is Will Byers boyfriend.

>The rest of her friend group try to stay away from Will, mainly worried that he would something to you and you’d react violently.

>Actually is why they started walking away from El in Episode 1 after they destroyed her diorama. He still told you when you got to Cali the next day.

>Angela regretted it at the Rink’O’Mania. Because El slammed a roller skate into her face. It was well deserved tho-

>Mainly cause you told her to stand up for herself, and use violence if only deemed necessary. You totally weren’t quoting your parents/guardian.

>But, before all this, no one kind of believed him when he said he had a boyfriend as cool as you.

>Part of the reason he started to get bullied again.

>Then he brought you to school cause a storm had once stopped all the airplanes from going where they needed to go.

>Everyone starred at you as you walked into the school. Especially the girls. And I’m sorry for all the Gays, but manny were attracted to you.

>On the plus side(?), a few guys were attracted to you.

>The first person that came up to was oddly enough, Angela.

>”Hi! Are you new to this school? I can give you a tour if so.” Her voice was so annoying, in a very sad and pathetic attempt to sound soft and sweet.

>”Im only here for the day, cause my boyfriend Will and his sister, Jane go here.”

>”Byers?” Her faces dropped. ‘Cute and sweet’ facade gone and only judgement left.

>You almost punched her, cause she called Will a loser.

>El saw you and ran up to you, making sure you didn’t get yourself arrested.

>”Y/N! I thought you were going back to Hawkins today?”

>”Mrs. Byers says that all flights are still delayed. Until Thursday, so I figured I would come and surprise Will. By the way, I’m staying until next weekend.”

>El pulled you away, having successfully distracted you. She took you to Will, who was on the art classroom.

>When he saw you, he looked very surprised.

>After that, when people saw they still stared but minded their business better.

>You have gotten in trouble for being on school property. Mainly cause they thought you were like 27.

>Didn’t help your case when you told them you dating a student of the school. Will and Johnathan struggled to tell the cops that you were hardly 16.

>Imma just say it was lucky that you hadn’t forgotten your ID, cause I bet you usually do.

>No one knows of your Demon powers, because if they did, you would probably be put on death row.

>The school kinda gave up telling you to not come into school property during Wills lunch time, you always forgot anyway.

>Argyle thinks you’re ‘tubular.’ You asked Will what that meant and he couldn’t even help you there, he too, had never heard that word.

>Besides Angela being a bitch, everyone else is pretty cool about you and some even attracted to you.<3

#stranger things #stranger things 4 #will Byers x reader #will byers x male reader #California #Hawkins

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dwaekkistar · 5 months

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Chapter I

I abruptly woke up from my sleep, as I was currently lying in my bed at my family home. I carefully lifted my arm to look at my Apple watch to see that it was 5 a.m. Surely that would give me enough time to get ready before heading off to the JYP headquarters, both of which were in the Gangdong district of Seoul. I was fortunate and happy to live close to the company HQ simply because my commute would be easier than most other trainees. I quietly went to the bathroom connected to my bedroom, I was an only child but the only bathroom in the house shared 3 doors which were the hallway door, the door to my parents' office, and my room. I carefully turned on the shower and took a warm shower all while washing my hair thoroughly. After my shower I excitedly made my way over to my closet, picking out my outfit for practice today, unlike most of the other trainees in the company, I was the oldest having been born earlier half of my generation, which meant I had long since graduated from school and could dedicate most of my time to training and brushing up on new skills. I quickly slipped into my bra and panties, before sliding a short-sleeved black crop top over my head and onto my body. I put on light orange cream-colored sweatpants and my vans with some white ankle socks.

After putting the outfit on I sat at my desk, which was like one of my safe spaces as I spent most of my time there doing my make-up and hair, South Korea was one of those places strict on grooming and the health of your appearance so I gladly took advantage of that. I pulled out my light caramel/almond-colored foundation and applied it, my skin was a Light caramel color as I was biracial coming from a Black American mother and Korean Father, simply put I was blasian. I put on a light but dark nude eye shadow near the edge of my eyes trying to keep it as natural looking as possible and put some pink-tinted lip balm on. I then took out my blow dryer and diffuser connection, as I was gonna wear my long curls out today. After drying my hair all the way, I carefully styled my hair with a side part and headed downstairs to the rest of my house. I practically skipped to the kitchen fridge pulled out some leftover Dakjuk and heated it, swiftly eating the bowl of food as I didn't want to be late. I finished the food grabbed a water bottle and a light soft coat and headed out, locking the door behind me.

When I finally got to the HQ I swiped my Trainee ID at the entrance and went upstairs to the practice room. A few other girls around my age were in the practice room already going at it practicing whatever choreography came to their mind. I set my bag down, as it contained my water bottle, a small cute blue agenda with butterflies on it, and some other necessities I packed for the session today. A girl from the group walked up to me, and I quickly recognized that it was Nata, who was the only Korean trainee besides me who was bilingual.

"Hey Jade," she said softly, "wanna practice Mamamoo's HIP with us ?" I softly nodded as I walked over trying to figure out their formation and placements.

"How do you feel about doing Hwasa's part?" one of the other girls I wasn't all too familiar with asked. I put my thumbs up and smiled, "I'll take it." Nata then put the song on, and we all four got into our positions and began dancing full out while singing. By the time we were done with the song, one of the girls was coated in a light layer of sweat, indicating that this was probably the highest intensity in choreography she'd done.

"Can we do Dalla Dalla next?" I said excitedly, as the previous song had gotten me a bit hyped. "It's been a while since we've seen the girls since their debut, and we're not gonna see the others until they leave school."

"But Dalla Dalla is even more intense!" the same girl who was sweating blurted out.

" You can sit this one out if you want, " Nata said trailing off a bit in response, "the rest of us want to do this one." The girl then sat off to the side pulling out her phone. I quietly thought to myself that the girl wouldn't debut any time soon if she kept that mentality up. Yeah, it's good to know your limits, but you would never be able to know what performance intensity you're able to reach if you don't even bother trying. I thought to myself some more, realizing I wanted to practice My facial expressions, as duality was becoming a big thing in the industry at the moment, I noticed stans from some of the groups I followed liked when their idol was able to switch their demeanor in the blink of an eye, and deemed that a quality and effect I wanted to have on any of my future fans. Nata then quickly started playing the song, me and her and the last girl who I vaguely remember as Seumin getting into position, they allowed me to take the role of Yeji, who I dearly missed training with, if only I was as good enough to debut with her and the others. We started dancing full-out and singing, eventually reaching the part of the song where Yeji says My Life where she does her iconic dance move while also giving my best facial expressions when Bang Chan silently entered the practice room witnessing us.

"Oh!" he said taken back a bit with his hands raised. " I didn't know all of you girls were capable of this intensity"

"This was expected from you though Jade," he said beginning to point at me. "Speaking of, JYP sent me to come and get you— we were discussing some things and he wanted you in his office." Confused I got up and picked my bag up following quietly behind Chan. He was one of my seniors who was pretty comfortable with me as were both around each other occasionally whenever he interacted with Ryujin and Yeji. He viewed the members of Itzy like they were his little sisters. But he also liked being around me when he had the chance because I was one of the few female trainees who spoke English, so it gave us something in common when we first met. He swiftly turned towards me as we walked to Jyp's office and shot me his usual soft smile.

"I hope you know you have nothing to worry or be nervous about," he said gently patting my shoulder. His words seemed to calm my nerves down a lot as I was worried that maybe I was being kicked out of the company. It made me think about how Chan's group had recently just lost a member, as Woojin decided to leave the group and company for some odd reason. The other girls tried to find out for weeks what his reasoning was, but the gossip dropped dead when they couldn't get any leads on info. We finally got to JYP's office and Chan carefully opened the door letting me go through first.

"Hello Jade," he said quickly, " I have some good news for you Today you're debuting in a group." "What do you mean?" I said confused, as Chan took a seat in one of the chairs in front of us. Following suit, I sat in the chair anxiously tapping my foot. How could I be debuting if he just debuted a girl group and told the rest of us that he didn't think we were ready to be seen by the public yet? At that same moment, Chan looked over at me with a big grin. "I think I'll let Chan tell you!" Jyp said eagerly. "You're debuting into Stray kids Jade, " Chan said softly with a chuckle. I stared wide-eyed at Chan for some time, trying to fully process the info I had just been told. "No way this has got to be a prank?!" I said still in shock, Chan shook his head signifying that he was very serious. "What did I even do to deserve such a thing ?" I said trying to regain my composure while also figuring out how they came to such a decision.

"You're like the only current female trainee close to our age besides the members of Itzy who can match up with our stamina and intensity in performance Jade," he said nonchalantly with a smirk, "that and you have the vocal range to complete us."

"He was telling me that the next girl group he was planning to debut was going to be a cutesy spin on girl crush," he continued, "and I didn't want him to waste your visuals and vocals on a group concept I don't think you fit." I softly mouthed Oh, finally catching on to why this took place. "So what do I or what do we do now?" I said unsure of what the procedure was after being debuted.

"You sign your contract, and begin to move into the group dorm," JYP said butting back into the conversation as he placed the contract on the table in front of me with a pen next to it. I quickly but thoroughly read the contract, not wanting to sign myself into a deal that fucked me over. When I determined that I liked what was on the paper I swiftly Signed it eager to go back home and pack my things.

"Do you want me to help you get your stuff or would you prefer staff do it?" Chan said shyly with a soft smile on his face.

"I think I'll let the staff help me," I said softly with a light blush at his offer, " I don't want to burden you with helping me settle in."

" I don't mind helping you Jade," he said softly, " Especially since you're now my group member and my full responsibility."

I carefully got up from my seat, thanking Chan on my way out. I quickly headed home, excited to tell my parents the news. I got to the door of my home, pulled my keys out, and unlocked the door. I quickly slipped inside, calling out for my parents as I closed the door behind me.

"Eomma! Appa! I have some good news for you!" I yelled, not sure of their location within the house. I was starting to get slightly giddy at the thought of being with stray kids, not that I knew them that well.. but just the thought of having a group of people I would spend the next few years with, that would potentially become like a second family gave me a warm soft feeling in my tummy that I couldn't explain.

" Yes sweetie," my mom said coming out of the kitchen. She smelled a little of soul food, which let me know she was most likely making macaroni and such and those happened to be my favorite foods. My dad came down the stairs a few minutes later with a huge heart-warming smile.

"How's my cute little daughter?" he said as he engulfed me in a soft hug.

"Well," I said not able to contain my smile anymore, " I'm debuting!" I softly jumped up not able to contain my excitement.

"You Are?!" Both my parents said in shock as they almost broke their necks to look at me.

"Yes, I am!" I said with the biggest grin on my face, "I just have to start packing to move into the dorm soon."

" Well that's great!" my dad said enthusiastically, "What's the name of the group? I didn't think your company would debut a girl group so quickly after Itzy."

"Uhm..." I started nervously, "About that, it's not a new girl group."

"Why'd you start speaking Korean sweetie?" my dad gave me a confused look. " What do you mean it's not a new group unless he debuted you as a new member in itzy or something?"

" He didn't, He debuted me in Stray Kids." I blurted out quickly. My parents looked at me shocked my mom's mouth wide open and dad's eyes wide.

"He debuted you in a group with 9 boys ?!?" Both my parents yelled in unison.

"8 boys. Woojin left the company a week or two ago. " I said sheepishly

"Are you sure you're gonna be able to handle that? " My mom asked slightly concerned. "Wouldn't their choreography be a bit more stamina-draining since they're boys? "

"I think that's why they chose me to debut with them." I said confidently, " I'm like one of the three Female trainees in the company that can keep up with the boys stamina-wise. Even Bang Chan thinks my stamina and performance is intense."

"Okay if you say you can handle it then we will leave it to you." my dad said with a proud smile before hugging me one more time. "Just come eat dinner before you start."

After eating my dinner I quickly went upstairs and started packing my things. I didn't have much like most people would, I had like 6-9 pairs of jeans and 6 pairs of skirts all of which I packed in my suitcase. I packed my sweatpants as I was definitely gonna need those, and all of my sweaters, hoodies, and tops. I then packed all of my shoes, from my Converse and vans to my high-top retro 1's and my Demonia Camel 305 boots which practically took up all the leftover clothing space in my suitcase. On the lid area of the suitcase I packed all my undergarments such as my bras and panties and 2 boxers I acquired sometime during high school when I wanted to be more comfortable. I then removed my smaller travel bag from my empty closet and packed all my makeup, my flat iron, phone accessories, chargers, jewelry collection, and laptop into it. As I was placing my bags by my bedroom door, assuming I would move in first thing tomorrow I got a message. It was from one of the managers of my trainee teams.

Chat: Sua.mgt

Sua.mgt: Hey Jade, the company and stray kids wanted you to move in by tonight, It seems they have a lot of work to do for their postponed album comeback and they wanted everyone to be able to get right into their schedule first thing in the morning. I also got promoted as I'm now your individual manager so I'll be walking around with the other managers and staff stray kids have in public.

Crystal_Jade:

Oh okay that's cool, I thought I was gonna be able to rest in my bed at home one more time but that's fine.

I smiled as I sent the last message a bit excited about what was to come soon, immediately heading to my parents to tell them the update. Upon hearing it they hugged me tightly and wished me good luck before helping me bring my stuff downstairs to wait for the staff to come get me. I looked down at my phone and it was about 9 pm which was kind of late but not really late, I assume they all must have eaten dinner before deciding to come get me.

Sooner or later I heard a soft knock at the door. I got up excitedly opening the door to Sua at my doorstep and a black van with tinted windows parked in front of my house. As I did so she pointed. "Welp, here's your ride and your help," She said with a giggle. As she finished her sentence about 2 people came out of the van followed by Chan who seemed to be wearing a mask and cap. Probably a safety measure to not be recognized in public by saesangs.

"Hey Jade," he said quietly as he walked towards me and Sua, " that's the other manager and our bodyguard, I really wanted to help you move into the dorm." I couldn't see his mouth but I'm sure if I could he would have had the biggest and cutest smile on his face. I then carefully pulled out my luggage and travel bag and tried to walk to the van before Chan stopped just a few steps out the door.

"Hey I told you I wanted to help you," he said excitedly as he went to grab my suitcase accidentally coming into contact with my hand, and then carried it into the van. I quietly followed him as I tried to hide the blush on my face. When I got into the van the managers all sat in the back next to my belongings leaving the only available spots next to Chan. I looked back at Sua to see if she wanted to sit between me and Chan but she instead ushered me into the car and told me to prepare my to put my mask on for when we got to the dorm in case of any saesangs being around. I carefully sat next to Chan as my anxiety was at 100. ' Why am I even feeling like this next to him, I'm usually never this nervous around Chan, I mean before this I was only really seeing him here and there but still.' I thought to myself. To calm my nerves I pulled my phone out and started scrolling through my social media. Sometime during the ride, I could feel someone's eyes on me so I looked up to see Chan carefully glancing at me. It's like he was trying to make sure I was okay or something. We eventually got to the dorm after two hours it was about 11 p.m. so I put my mask on.

Everyone got out of the van and before I could pick up any of my things myself Chan was already picking them up and bringing them inside for me. I followed behind everyone shyly to the elevator to get to the dorm not knowing what to expect when I got there. We eventually got to the dorm and Sua gave me a little pep talk before the other manager and bodyguard told us they had to part ways until tomorrow. Sua and Chan walked into the dorm after he unlocked the door so I followed them until they both stopped. It seemed like we were in a common room, which was probably the living room of the place.

"Hey guys," he said sheepishly with his hands softly rubbing the back of his neck," this is one of the new managers, Sua, and behind her and I is our new member Jade." As he finished saying his statement Sua waved and then moved to the side so I could greet everyone. I shyly waved, cowarding a bit kind of afraid to look up and not really knowing what to expect. Bang Chan then took off his mask and inched closer to me softly resting his hands on my shoulder.

"I Know you're nervous but you should still look up and at least greet your members," he whispered a bit worried, " I don't want the guys to get the impression of you y'know?"

In response to what he whispered I carefully looked up at the rest of the group and greeted them properly introducing myself.

"Woah she's pretty!" they all said in Unison, their voices dripping in shock.

"Oh by the way Felix," Chan said stepping forward a bit, getting closer to the group, "She speaks English."

"Oh? Really?" the lavender-haired one said looking a bit more shocked than he was a minute ago.

"Yeah, I speak English, " I said with a giggle, " I was born in America and moved here when I was like twelve." "Oh shit you guys weren't bluffing," he said wide-eyed. One of the boys with dark-colored hair snapped his head in Felix's direction upon hearing the curse word and it made me immediately giggle. " Well, I should probably carry Jade's things to her room," he said gently, " let her get settled in." All the boys nodded in response, and Chan began to walk off to my room gesturing for me to follow him. We eventually stopped in front of a black door and he opened it. The room was very plain like they left it that way so that it could be decorated the way the occupant wanted it to be. Chan carefully set my travel bag on my bed and my suitcase at the foot of the bed. "Uhm would you like me to help you unpack so you can go to bed quicker, It is getting pretty late," He said timidly, his face slightly flushed. " You don't have to, I'll probably unpack when I get the chance," I replied softly, a yawn following immediately right after as I covered my mouth. "Thank you though." "My pleasure," he said with a cheerful smile as I could now hear the Australian accent of his clear as day, "I'm gonna let you get ready for bed now then." And with that Chan left the room. I carefully unpacked my travel bag as it was much easier since everything was already separated, deciding the suitcase would be dealt with whenever I had a break in my soon-to-be chaotic schedule. Opening up my suitcase I pulled out my pajamas, soft silk shorts, and a tank top along with some underwear. My phone then buzzed in my pocket, so I set my clothing down and checked it.

Unknown number: Hey this is Chan, I just realized I forgot to tell you where the bathroom is. Uhm it's the White door in the middle of all the black doors. The towels and stuff should be in the toiletries cabinet. With that, I immediately saved his number picked my clothes up, and headed to the bathroom. I pulled out a towel and washcloth and took a thorough shower, feeling refreshed, and put on my clothes turning the bathroom light off as I walked out. It was pretty somewhat dark in the hall but I remembered where my room was. On my way there I slightly bumped into someone and despite being confused about who it was since the person was a lot taller than me than Chan was I immediately apologized not wanting to offend them. It was then that they used a phone to create a source of light and I could see it was Hyunjin, the idol that I usually avoid in the company because his visuals made me way too giddy to think straight. I could never have a normal conversation with him when I first met him because it's like my brain would just temporarily shut down. I one time forgot how to chew food and choked in the company cafeteria when he sat about a foot away from me and said hi. He softly smirked when he saw that it was me.

"Oh it's you," he said smugly, " I should have realized it was since you have such a petite-sized body compared to me." "Oh" was all I could make out, and it was at that moment I was so glad that the hallways were dark and that I was more tan than the typical Korean as I was blushing madly. "Did you just come from the bathroom?" he said curiously. I couldn't quite tell his intentions with that specific question so I answered anyway not wanting to assume he had any ill intent. "Yeah, I did. Why?" I said sheepishly.

"Oh, nothing, I should probably let you head off to bed then it's pretty late and we have a lot of music recording to do tomorrow," he said smirking once again as he walked off. All I could do was stare at him wide-eyed. I wasn't really prepared to be recording music so soon. I walked back to my bedroom and quickly headed to bed setting my alarm on my phone for 5 am.

#skz #stray kids #stray kids fic #straykids fanfic #9th member of skz #kpop fanfic #kpop #fanfic #female original character #skz x 9th member #skz x female reader #skz x female original character #straykids x original female chracter #fanfiction #cross posted on ao3 #cross posted on wattpad

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homegrownkel · 2 months

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GERMINATION: greeting the world

Introductions are the worst part of meeting new people. Having to think about making a good impression - reading whether or not you gauged correctly, not realizing when you've missed the mark. It's the culmination of the worst part of being of a social species. Trying to move from the other to becoming part of the group. It means Kel knows from the first moment of consciousness that today will be Rough. Luckily the crockpot did its job and there's fresh minestrone for his thermos. Less luckily, half the soup spills on the way to the car.

It's just another blemish on an already rough morning. Kel hasn't had a reaction to any sort of mental influence like this in so many years that they're not the only one caught off guard. Someone will figure out how to mitigate the fog - they can already hear chatter about it in the group, which is much more attention-grabbing than poor Kato. Nice guy, but maybe there will be a better second impression. One that sticks.

And then every thing that needs to go wrong will - apparently the camera used to take the first ID photo wasn't the proper model, or was missing whatever coating the Foundation used in the past to take his ID photos. But the security department needs a new one. Kel can't blame them - if they were a guard and someone handed over a picture of a flower arrangement as a security card, he wouldn't let them in either.

The one in charge seems just the type the commission would pick, observant, experienced, just friendly enough to inspire some level of loyalty. Small flashes of the man in action - usually from a distance, add depth and color to his form, old memories overlaid on a fresh face. They fall into place for some of the others in the room as well, though at least one face is so familiar there's nothing new to learn at a glance.

"Good morning," Kel bobs a nod at their new boss in an attempt to be less... ominously looming, and gives him a perfectly average handshake before moving towards a seat in the back. Then it's time for the parade. And what a show it is. The team is clearly hand picked for something, but even Kel can tell that more than a few people have history of some sort and still others won't mesh well despite the rigid hold an MTF's commander usually has. For at least one that might actually be the problem.

There is something to be said about going in the middle of a set though. Avoiding the nerves of being the first, but also knowing you aren't the last first impression somehow relieves some of the pressure. Or at least it does for Kel. It's easiest to see everything from the metaphorical middle of the pack anyways.

"My turn then?" They smile quickly and straighten up before swallowing down the worst of the brogue they'd never gotten rid of. "Some of you may already know me as Kel or Engineer Trebond, but I guess I'm going by Garden Variety here. Bit of a nod to my hometown, I think. Small place, big on uh... agriculture. I've been working in the foundation research divisions almost 3 decades now. My work's mostly in the actual building of things, more practical application and testing than the theoretical stuff, so I'm a bit excited to see how these things actually run in the field. Fun fact, um..." He sits back in his chair, smile turning nervous. "I'm 209 centimeters tall. Yes, really. Oh I think that's six foot.... ten inches? Math might be a bit off, but I'm past the threshold where people try to say it makes a difference. Anyways - if you need me, send me a page. I like to wander and this campus seems a bit large, so it's better to not pass each other while searching."

And with that, the worst was over. The members of the team grow more and more interesting as they go down the list, but maybe that's just the relaxed nerves speaking.

#fhq.task #fhq.gv.i.i.intro #tendril:autogenic.02

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boldlyanxious · 1 year

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Love is in the Error

Part 4

Part 3

Masterlist

Marinette was off work today and visiting some of the wedding boutiques, trying to sell a few of her accessories. She had done pretty well, getting several repeat orders and a new one taking a few on consignment. She ended up with a pile of paperwork in her bag and a few yards of tulle and some lace samples sticking out. She hoped the call would be one of the others calling back after making a decision but it was from Lian’s preschool. She still hadn’t talked to Roy since their kiss but from what they had said Lian needed to be picked up because she was sick but Roy couldn’t get away from work right away.

Marinette turned the other way down the street to get the girl. She didn’t know what to think of Roy offering her as an option to pick her up but she knew Lian was probably miserable. She guessed his fiancé must be busy too and she didn’t know about the grandparents she had visited with at the cafe. It wouldn’t be too inconvenient for her. She was just across the hall from Roy and she was finished with everything she needed to do today. She stopped off at a market to get a bottle of child fever reducer and a juice in case Lian needed it. She couldn’t help getting a little plush at the register. She knew that Lian had several at home but she wasn’t sure how late Roy would be. She wanted Lian to be comfortable until then.

She explained why she was there when she arrived at the preschool. Lian appeared excited to see her and called out but then immediately went quiet and held her head. She had to sign a paper and show her ID but the woman assured her it was standard for all non-guardian pickups. Lian looked so rough Marinette asked her if she could walk or if she needed to be carried. She mentally groaned when Lian reached up for her. Her bag was already a bit too full and nearly spilled when she leaned down. The teacher helped her get it back on to her arm and then handed her Lian’s bag.

“Oh, it looks like you have been doing some shopping for the wedding,” she said. “Lian has told us all about how she is helping with the dress.”

Marinette smiled at that, “She is the one with all the ideas. I’m just helping her put them to use.”

She turned away with a small wave but the lady stopped her once more.

“While I have you here, Lian told us you were coming to the mother daughter tea but she didn’t have the form filled out. Is there any way you can complete it so we have the proper count for our records?”

Lian lifted her head, “I’m wearing my favorite dress. I can help you pick one too.” she yawned and put her head back on Marinette’s shoulder. She could feel the heart coming through her short and wanted to get her home quickly. “Daddy was supposed to give you the form but it is still on the counter.”

Marinette figured it had to be hard without a mother when all the other children were doing special things. She didn’t want to disappoint the girl, especially when she was sick, and it sounded like Roy had intended to ask her but they hadn’t seen each other. She felt a bit bad about avoiding him. She didn’t want to push the boundaries of their relationship. She had never realized how easy it could be to slide right into the kind of relationship she didn’t want. He was so careful to never mention that he was engaged and he never seemed to hide their interactions from Lian. It all seemed perfectly friendly and acceptable but then he kissed her. She had let him. She had wanted him to and she didn’t know if she could stop herself from allowing it again. She knew she didn’t want to be that person so she had maintained their distance.

She signed the form quickly and made a note of the date before she turned to leave. She could always have something come up after she discussed it with Roy. Lian has said he had the form to ask her but it was difficult if she was avoiding him. As she headed out, Lian snuggled into her neck and was nearly asleep by the time she got her to their building. Marinette was exhausted getting her there in the heat especially with the heart from the sick child. She just had to make it to the elevator and down the hall and she could relax. She pushed the button and the door popped open with a ding. Lian shifted against her and Marinette rubbed her back before she pushed the button for the floor. She looked out the door at a swift movement and saw Adrien just before the doors closed.

—

Roy looked down at his phone. It was a message from Marinette. He had wanted to talk to her for another reason but instead it was an update on Lian and confirmation on whether or not she should give her a fever reducer and how much. He sent off a response along with how much longer he intended to be working. He would have called Oliver or Dinah but they were out of town. It was just as well things were always so tense. He imagined it would be tense with Marinette after he had kissed her. It had felt so right when she kissed him back but then she pulled away after. He still didn’t know if she had actually wanted to kiss him. She had clearly just woken up and had seemed to regret it a moment later. He didn’t know how much Lian had told her of their supposed wedding plans. She was playing along with Lian but he didn’t know how that made her feel about him.

Sometimes he wished he could read minds. He thought he could just go talk to her but there had never been a good time. Maybe he just didn’t want the awkward moment or maybe he just didn’t want to find out how she really felt about it. Right now, they were still friends and there was a possibility that there could be something more. But if they talked, he knew there was a very real possibility that she would tell him to get lost. He had crossed a line and allowed his daughter to tell people that they were getting married. He definitely wasn’t sure that he wanted to know if she wasn’t interested in more. He looked over and Jason had been watching him. He was certain that he knew who Roy had been thinking about. He glared at him and then turned away so he could finish up quickly, telling himself he wanted to get away quickly only for his sick daughter, fully knowing he was lying to himself about the other reason for his rush.

He knocked and called out to Marinette when he got to her place. The door was open which was really convenient since he was carrying way too much. He had run to the store to make sure he had enough foods he knew would entice Lian to eat when she was sick. He also stopped at her favorite restaurant to get dinner for all of them. Marinette’s last message had said she couldn’t get Lian to eat and she had already missed lunch at school. He set the bags down on the counter before he entered the room.

They were clearly having wedding fun before they had fallen asleep. Marinette opened her eyes wide when she saw him, smiling sleepily. Then she looked down, remembering that Lian was sleeping on her. Lian was wearing a puffy dress and a huge bow and Marinette had a veil covering her hair. When she moved to shift Lian without waking her he saw the light catch. There was a ring on her finger. Could he have missed that before or was this part of their playing this afternoon. Aside from the ex that seemed to be trying to win her back, he had never seen her with anyone that had seemed romantic. Maybe she was just trying to signal to him that she was unavailable so he would leave her alone.

—

Marinette woke up startled with Roy standing over her on the couch. She was frozen in place. Not really frozen, too hot actually. It took her a moment to realize that the weight and heat was coming from Lian. She was probably done with Marinette for now. It had been acceptable when the fever reducer had kicked in and she got her to drink a bit of juice but the heat returned quickly and she just wanted her dad. Marinette wished she had thought to get popsicles or something. She could only tell Roy that Lian hadn’t been interested in eating.

“The door was open, I hope it was okay for me to just come in.” He said, breaking the silence. “I did try knocking first.”

“The door was open?” Marinette asked.

She looked over at the door. It was standing open, Roy had left it as he found it. She knew it hadn’t been open. She kept the door locked at all times. She was certain that she had locked it when she came in. She always did. She looked around the apartment to see if anything looked different. Roy noticed and he walked around, looking in the other rooms. He was back a moment later when Lian opened her eyes and saw him.

“Daddy, I don’t feel good,” she said.

“I know, Sweetie. I’m sorry I couldn’t come right away but I won’t work for the next couple of days until you are better. I had to get a few things finished so Jason could manage alone.”

“Marinette picked me up from school. She carried me all the way home.”

Roy looked over at her but she looked away. She didn’t want him to say anything about it. It had made her sore to carry Lian and all the things but Lian had been feeling so bad she would have felt bad making her walk.

“Are you hungry? I brought dinner,” he said. He was addressing Lian but then he looked over to Marinette. “I brought some for you too. It’s Lian’s favorite so I’m hoping that she will eat some or at least a popsicle.”

“I am pretty hungry. She wanted to cuddle so I haven’t had a chance to make any food yet.”

“I’ll leave it here for you. I want to get her home now so she can rest. Thank you for picking her up. I’m sorry I didn’t talk to you about it first, no one else was available today.”

“Don’t worry about it. I was available and nearby. She was pretty miserable. It was better for her to be here than school waiting,” she said.

They moved towards the door. Roy pulled a container out of the bag from the restaurant bag and set it on the counter. There was an envelope there that Marinette had not seen before. She wondered if Roy had left her a note with things that he couldn’t say in front of Lian. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that. She just didn’t make eye contact with him. She handed Lian the stuffed bunny she had gotten her and handed her bag to Roy. Her hand stuck when her ring caught on the bag. A ring she had not been wearing when she fell asleep. She waited until they left and she had locked the door behind them before she attempted to remove the ring. It wouldn’t budge.

She was fairly certain she knew what the ring was but she didn’t know how Adrien had gotten it on her without her noticing. She picked up the envelope with a sense of dread. It definitely wasn’t from Roy.

—

Lian was pretty sick for a couple days so that got them to the weekend. Today she was feeling better but still had been out of school. Roy had been staying up late, trying to keep up with work and manage his time to take care of her. She had been sleeping late and resting a lot during the day but today she was pretty much better now but Roy was feeling drained. Marinette had come by earlier to check on them and give them slices of pumpkin pie that was selling at the diner. Lian finally had her appetite back and was very excited, declaring it the best treat in the world. Maybe the sugar had affected her because she was dancing around and climbing over the couch. He intended to get up and do the dishes and clean a bit. He told Lian she would be cleaning her room today since she was feeling better.

Dinah was coming in a bit to pick her up for a sleepover. He was relieved. He could really use a break. Maybe a day to sleep in and then catch up on work. He looked around the apartment. He also needed to clean the place. It was much more lived in than it had been and everything was covered with her sick germs. So much for a break. He finished packing Lian’s bag and dropped onto the couch. She was busy cleaning in her room. He expected he would have to go back in there in a few minutes to make sure she was focusing but for now, he would just rest his eyes.

A knock at the door woke him. Dinah was there when he opened it. He turned to look at the clock and realized he must have been asleep longer than he realized. It was a bit past the time he was supposed to have brought Lian down for them. She had been really quiet in her room. He let Dinah in and called out to Lian as he walked back there, but she wasn’t in the room. He checked the bathroom and his room before he started to worry. She was a bit mischievous so she was probably just hiding. He checked everything a bit closer and Dinah called out as well. They had checked all the usual places for her and mentioned all her favorite things before he knew she wasn’t in the apartment.

He checked his phone and he had several missed calls and messages. His sound was turned all the way down so he missed them. A couple were from Dinah letting him know she was ready for Lian. Then there were a few from Marinette. She had called first and then sent a message that Lian had snuck down to the diner while he was asleep.

He tore out of the apartment and skipped the elevator, choosing to run down all the flights of stairs to find his daughter. Lian saw him as soon as he entered and called out to him. He went over to her and had to stop himself from scolding her. She was smiling so bright and pushed her pie over to him.

“I got pie but I will share with you,” she looked around and continued with a conspiratorial whisper. “Don’t tell Marinette. She won’t let you have dessert if you don’t eat all your other food first.”

“Lian, it is not okay to come down here without me knowing where you are. There are too many things that could happen to you,” Roy said seriously.

“But I cleaned my whole room and I drew you a picture so you would know.”

She pulled a folded paper out of her pocket and showed Roy. He could tell that there was pie on it. He wasn’t sure if he would have figured out that it was Marinette in the restaurant if she had actually left the picture for him to find. He couldn’t stay mad about it as the relief of finding her rushed over him . He just pulled her into his lap and hugged her close, kissing her head.

“Next time, I want you to be with an adult while I know where you are, okay.”

She nodded her head. Marinette walked up at the time. She brought Roy a coffee, which was exactly what he needed.

“I wasn’t sure what else to do,” Marinette said. “She came down alone, but I couldn’t get away to take her back and I wasn’t sure if she could get in if you were asleep like she said.

“The message and call helped. I would have been down immediately but my phone was on silent.”

“It really shouldn’t matter if Marinette is my new mommy can’t I be with her too.”

Roy appeared to turn white and red at the same time.

“That is just for the school event Sweetie and I should really talk to your dad about that,” Marinette said.

Roy wasn’t sure how to respond with Lian there. Clearly she knew that they weren’t actually getting married but she had been helping Lian make a dress for his wedding. A wedding that he had never mentioned because it was so hard to talk in front of Lian. Perhaps she was just playing along and waiting for him to fix it; she had said she had experience with other little girls like Lian. Maybe she knew how stubborn they could be about ideas they got into their heads. Maybe that meant he did have a shot with her after all. She had kissed him back before she pulled away. But then they had never talked about it. His eye caught her hand and remembered the ring. It might be too late now.

“There she is,” Dinah said as she walked up, “Is she ready to go?”

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