#have a smoke break with him all well ... take care. because im not going to call or visit you lol. and i hope you forget about me because i

[dirt-str1der]

Not to be a shipper but its so fun and makes me soo happy bobo

[beiasluv]

hi im in love with ur writing

anyway

my bby boy neteyam and aonung need to be happy because that last fic destroyed me, what would happen if reader survived and the sully family just cling to her for days same with aonung

a/n: glad to hear that people are suffering (just joking 😳, writing that took a part of my soul as well) anyways, fluff to the rescue 🤍 / this would be a continuation of part 1 but just imagine and do your own editing that you survived

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enjoy! :)

surprise, the sullys were doubting if they would be able to save you in time. neteyam sprinting to the village on his ilu and holding on to your body as fast as he could

while his family are fighting against the demon-blooded na’vi, he couldn’t muster up a will to go one glimpse away from you. your boy was holding on to his dear lifee

ronal, the tsahik, sighed once more of the sight before her. another sully for her to save; but she waited no second, and dove right into it.

“boy, put pressure on her chest …now!” neteyam got into work as his shakiness submerged to his hand. as if everything was a blur, ronal finished her ceremony on your body and stitched up your open, now opened chest. the herbs and the smoke lingered in the air after ronal went out, but her spirit never left the marui. the tsahik, herself, cared greatly for whom her son adored.

your boi, neteyam is panicking to the panicking. he washed a cold cloth over your face every minute and every second he sees a sweat running down your face. big brother mode to the max. swatting every flies that dared to touch you.

he would tell stories, make jokes, and laughing by himself to preserve his sanity. admiring your face, something he wouldn’t do while you are awake. unexpected sobs and tears, here and there. he waited for you until the end.

jake and neytiri came rushing through when they’ve finished. jake holding on to your body as tight as he could. pressing his hand against your chest, making sure there is still a heartbeat in you.

neytiri’s eye fluctuated between anger, sadness, and love. she couldn’t decide whether what to feel in the heat of the moment. her daughter, the daughter of the clan, the awaited daughter, was sleeping mindlessly on the mattress. she didn’t know what to feel. neytiri often broke down quietly in front of your marui and the sullys would comfort her.

our boi, lo’ak, peaked at your marui every. day. he would be too shy to go in alone and express his feelings towards you. when he doesn’t even know if you are aware or still coming back, he would break tf down. 😭

kiri and tuk, the girlss. taking care of you everyday, slayed. they would do your hair and singing lullaby. kiri would occasionally sobs but she had to stay strong for tuk. tuk would cry and lay on your stomach, maybe sometimes curling under your arms ;-;

SPIDER 👁👁 nah, he ain’t surviving. in the heat of the conversation, he did not choose a wise choice of words. now, he’s regretting his life choices. neteyam giving him disgusting looks everyday. lo’ak almost gifted him with a chance to go see ewya.

he still thinks you should’ve been left for good. quaritch made it clear to him blah, blah, blah. “if only one dies for jake sully, then we’re done.” no, we are not having any of your shi

ao’nung sad boyy. a certified lover boy, caring for your condition, as he should. always always ask his mom how are you and if she could help you again. tsireya started getting sick of him, slay

“mother, are you sure that’s all you could do?” he marched swiftly after her. “there must be something you could discover.”

“no means no, ao’nung, it is up to the great mother,” she replied swatting his arm. “you worry for no good, she is strong, i can feel that her spirit is mighty.”

“a sick lover boy, i see,” tsireya giggled. “don’t worry, she’s going to make it.”

ao’nung bringing snacks and flowers to your marui everyday as. he. should. i mean, placing them nicely by your bedside, and throwing them at neteyam. almost cost them a fight but for the sake of you, they agreed to seize the war.

he will definitely kill anyone who mocks you and your condition 100%

until the moment they have waited for arrived, you twitched.

neteyam almost got a heart attack. he was as excited as a mom to a baby’s first kick.

“y/n! y/n! thank the great mother! yes! my baby sister! I knew it!” he jumped around the marui like a maniac, earning looks from the villagers around him. the news traveled far and fast; moments later the sullys and ronal’s family were filling the marui.

“y/n, if you can hear me, squeeze my hand two times,” jake spoke softly. “one…c’mon babygirl…one more…two! yes!” the whole marui celebrated as if you were running and flying, but that’s what family is for, right?

everyday you healed more and more. your first walk out of the marui was like a flashback to your first walk. jake holding your arm, neytiri holding your other arm, and lo’ak holding your waist.

“guys, i can walk” “we know.”

lo’ak feeding you foods, 10/10

jake will spoil you, amen. his baby girl wants, she will get. you don’t even have to move an inch to get something you want.

kiri and tuk are not as protective, which you appreciated a lot, but they are always supportive. kiri will encourage you to take a dip in the ocean, playing in the forest, or doing the things you love to do.

hugs and kisses every moment they could. aaaaaa

family cuddling time. jake will hold you in his embrace and snuggled you close to him. neytiri holding you two. the rest snuggled in and you guys are basically a family ball.

the family overall is clinging on to you to make sure you’re okay. as they said, sullys sticks together, am i right.

ao’nunggggg

they day you woke up he was so happy, running down the village to your marui. got him blushing and shi when you met his eyes in the corner.

tsireya is so relieved when she heard you woke up, she thought have to comfort her broken brother while being broken herself.

ao’nung just clings to you wherever you go. he will get anyone out of your way if it is necessary.

he just loves to bring you out to the ocean and spend time with you, awh. practice breathing underwater and chasing underwater is a must.

once he realized he almost lose his chance. one day, he managed to muster up a courage to ask you OUT.

“y/n, you wanna see baby ilus today?” he guided you through the village. “today is their first day coming out.”

“sure, are you luring me to somewhere private?” “are you doing to kill me?”

“of course not,” he tucked a hair behind your ear.

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“y/n, i gotta tell you something,” he gazed into your eyes. “i- i…”

“yes?”

“i see you, but i don’t know if you see too,” he sighed. “I know, i have been a bad friend to your brothers but i am trying so hard for you. and you sleeping unconscious for weeks had me dying-“ you placed a peck on his soft blue lips and held his hand.

“i know, thank you,” you giggled at his red cheeks. “thought you were cold blooded but your face is so red now.”

“hey! it’s just so hot here!” “i guess this calls for a slash in the ocean,” without a second word, he pulled you into the ocean and called his ilu. you guys rode it into the reefs and entered a hiding leaf.

“i see you, y/n”

“i see you, too”

lost of love ❤️ happy new year and have a great time! today’s a great day to take care of yourself 🤍

@rosaryos / @bumblinbumblvee / @loudcolorwolfgarden / @nyotamalfoy / @fangirl-2610 / @astablacksword / @lokisblueskin

[yandere-writer-momo]

Yandere Baki Short Stories:

The Dragon’s Bride

(full piece)

Yandere dragon Hanayama Kaoru x Princess reader x Orc Jack Hanma

Took me a long time to do this, but it’s here. I felt so bad not allowing Jack to get a proper ending and there will be no part 2. Enjoy the 400 follower special!!!

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A young girl shyly hid behind her mother’s dress as her big (eye color) eyes gazed at the young boy being introduced to her. She was mesmerized by the small black horns on his head that were still coming in and his small black wings. She couldn’t believe she was meeting a dragon face to face…

His mother pushed him forward as (your name)’s mother pushed the shy girl in front of him. The two children staring at each other in curiosity.

“(Your name)? This is Hanayama Kaoru. He’s going to be your protector until you’re twenty.” Queen (Mom’s name) smiled down at her shy little princess.

“H-hello.” (Your name) softly told the boy with a blush on her cheeks.

“Hello.” Kaoru replied without his face showing much expression. It seems he was the quiet type.

The two mothers smiled at each other fondly. They were happy that the tradition between the Hanayama and the (last name) family would continue for a second generation. The friendship between the two royal families was powerful, dating back for centuries with Kaoru’s mother’s side. But this was the first time a male dragon would be guarding a princess in the tower. Usually his mother would have done it, but lately her health hasn’t been well so she passed the torch to Kaoru.

Kaoru’s mother had utmost faith that Kaoru would make sure nothing happened to (your name). Dragons are extremely possessive over beautiful things after all.

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Over the years together in the tower, Kaoru got tired of (your name)’s antics. She always greeted him with a bright smile whenever he came back from a dispute with other creatures or even just a short flight outside. How she always dresses his wounds and made him meals. Kaoru hired servants to make sure she was properly taken care of because he tried to stay as long as he could away from the tower. Lately he’s been leaving her for about a month in the tower.

Kaoru had no romantic interest in a weak human girl. He always coldly rejected her advances and yet she still persisted. She was like an annoying little fly he wasn’t allowed to squash.

And today, he reached a breaking point. Now he was thrilled that she no longer tried to hug to touch him, but she still always greeted him whenever he returned.

“Kaoru!” (Your name) happily greeted him when he flew down and landed on his perch. “I was worried about you when you didn’t come back for a month but I’m glad to know you’re okay-“

“I’m fine.” Kaoru hissed as he flashed his teeth at (your name) who frowned. She held her hands close to her chest as Kaoru continued, “Just leave me alone. I don’t want to see you anymore.”

“Im sorry…” She replied softly as she held her arms. “I just-“

“We are not friends. We are not anything.” Kaoru growled as smoke came out of his nose. “Just because our mothers were does not mean the same for us. They’re both gone now so we don’t have to carry on that stupid tradition. You don’t have to make meals for me, that is for the servants. And you don’t have to hum your stupid little tunes, I sleep just fine on my own. You’re nothing more than a weak little human and I have no interest in any sort of relationship with you.”

Kaoru then turned on his heel and stormed off, leaving a teary eyed (your name) behind. The young woman sighing softly.

“Okay… okay.” She then went back into her room and shut herself in there. The young woman taking her diary and putting it into the burn pile along with all the letters she tried send Kaoru when he went into small battles for more treasure. “I’ll give you what you want.”

(Your name) then decided from that day forward, she wouldn’t bother him again.

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Sure enough, Kaoru didn’t see much of (your name) anymore. There were no more greetings or smiles towards him, no more meals made, and no more letters sent. Just silence. It made the tower feel… empty. It’s been weeks of silence.

Kaoru roamed the tower’s halls to check on (your name). Her coming of age was approaching in a year and she would be leaving the tower soon… which meant she’d be getting married off to someone.

Kaoru peaked into her room and saw her standing on her balcony gazing down below. She didn’t turn her head to greet him when he knocked on the door, her eyes transfixed on the forest below. She was ignoring him again.

“I’m going on another trip.” Kaoru told her in his gruff voice. His obsidian eyes gazing at her for any sign of acknowledgment but she didn’t react to him. “It could take awhile.”

(Your name) made no movement towards him and didn’t speak, causing Kaoru to huff. How long was she planning on this silent game? She could at least tell him to be safe- no. Why would he care if she wants him to be safe.

Kaoru stormed off to exit the tower. His body shifting into that of a giant black dragon’s. He was a massive dragon with obsidian scales and long black and red horns that curved back on the top of his head. His obsidian eyes now a bright ruby red.

Kaoru flew up into the sky but not before glancing at (your name) who was still standing on the balcony. Her face looked so… sullen.

Kaoru shook his head. Why did he care if she looked gloomy? It’s not like he cared about her or anything… right?

Kaoru flew off in his pursuit of treasure, leaving (your name) behind once again. Unaware of the danger she would be in…

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(Your name) left the tower to sit by the river she always watches from her balcony. The servants didn’t really talk to her and neither did Kaoru so she was usually alone…

(Your name) began to pick some swan river daisies by the water and slowly turn them into bracelets and flower crowns. A smile on her face for the first time in weeks. She only had one more year… one more year in the tower and then she’d be married off to a prince… she hoped maybe then she’d have someone to love.

(Your name) was completely immersed in her flowers that she didn’t notice the honey colored eyes observing her from the bushes. He was enamored with this human woman. She always looked so sad standing on her balcony… this was the first time he’s seen her out of that tower and so defenseless… he was going to take advantage of this opportunity.

A large creature slowly approaching her as she worked on her flower crowns. A large shadow now lingering over her.

(Your name) glanced up and was surprised to see an orc standing before her. His large, muscular body only covered with a green loin cloth, a pair of ill fitted shorts, and some leather gauntlets. He was definitely an orc warrior… but what was he doing here?

“Hello?” (Your name) softly greeted the orc, hoping not to upset him. The orc didn’t seem hostile despite the numerous scars that covered his body.

“Hello.” The orc greeted her back as he slowly went to sit a few feet from her. His honey colored eyes watching her closely. “My name is Jack. Jack Hanma.”

“My name is (your name)…” (your name) softly introduced herself to Jack. Her eyes sparkling under the sunlight as she smiled brightly at Jack. This was the first time she has spoken to another man other than Kaoru… and also the first time someone introduced themselves first to her… she was excited of this potential friendship.

“I always see you in that tower but I’ve never had the chance to talk to you…” Jack muttered as he looked away in embarrassment. “Are you a prisoner?”

(Your name) blinks at him before laughing a bit. “No. I’m not a prisoner. I’m a princess.”

Jack blinker before frowning. “But why are you in a tower?”

(Your name) thought for a minute before answering. “It’s a family tradition for my family to be locked away in a tower until we come of age. It’s a weird way to protect me until I am married off.”

Jack hummed in thought. He guess it made sense to want to protect a princess’s purity but at the same time, she looked so miserable. He couldn’t imagine being locked in a tower with no company… he never sees her talking to anyone in the months he’s been watching her. She always looked so sad and alone… just like him.

Jack had been alone for most of his life. Everyday he had to fight to survive and to become stronger so he could defeat his father… but a part of him craved love. He longed for the way he’s seen other creatures hold each other.

It was pure luck he spotted (your name) and saw he trying to speak to that scarred dragon for years. It gave him hope. Hope that she could love someone like him.

“(Your name)? I don’t live far from this river so you can come see me anytime.” Jack tells her with a hopeful tone in his voice. Jack nearly jumped up in the air when she placed a hand on his arm.

“Thank you… it’s been a long time since I’ve spoken to someone.” (Your name) smiled at Jack who blushed in response. She was so pretty… how could someone be so pretty?

“You can speak to me anytime.” Jack whispered. He’s had his eyes on her for months and he was so happy she wasn’t afraid of him…

(Your name) smiled at him. “I’d love to.”

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Kaoru glanced expectantly at his window each day. Wondering when the bird was going to bring him a letter from (your name). She always sent letters whenever he was gone… always.

But over the last week, he had yet to receive one… why wasn’t she sending him letter? Was she okay?

Kaoru paced in his castle in thought. This was the longest they’ve went without an interaction in the decade they’ve known each other and he was going mad.

When the bird landed on his window, he practically leapt at it and snatched the message off the leg. His heart clenching when he realized it was just a message from her family informing him that (your name)’s coming of age party was coming up.

Kaoru threw the letter to the ground as he sat in his chair. He leaned his head back as he sighed.

He had successfully gathered all the jewels and treasure he wanted on this trip and yet he still felt so empty… why did he feel so empty…

Kaoru sighed as he rubbed his forehead. What on earth was going on with him? Why did he miss (your name) so much?

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Over the next few weeks, (your name) began to see Jack as much as she could. The two sharing meals she made together and stories. Sometimes (your name) would sit beside Jack and read with him.

For the first time since she’s been in the tower, she has a friend. A real friend.

(Your name) smiled at Jack as she made him a flower crown. The orc happily accepting the crown as he sat beside her by the river.

“There. Now you’re a prince.” (Your name) smiles at Jack who laughs with her.

“I’m a ferocious warrior prince.” Jack snickers. “My brethren would have a cow if they saw me like this.”

(Your name) leans her head on Jack’s arm as they sit by the water together. They became so close over these last few weeks, if feels like they’ve known each other for a lifetime.

“I think you’re neat.” (Your name) tells Jack. “I admire you a lot, Jack.”

Jack blushes as he turns away. He hates how soft he is for her but at the same time, he loves it. He loves her.

Jack just hates how out of place his reflection looks next to her. He’s an orc and she’s a princess… they’re from two very different worlds.

Jack glanced at (your name) who was smiling as she made more flower bracelets. He wanted her… he wanted her almost as bad as he wanted to defeat his father. And damn it, he’d do anything for her… anything.

“Jack? I made us some sandwiches to enjoy.” (Your name) reached into her bag and pulled out some little sandwiches she made.

Jack smiled, his tusks almost digging into his cheeks from how wide it was.

“You spoil me, sweet cheeks.” Jack felt like he needed to gift her something… maybe she’d like a new fur to keep warm with before the cold months hit…

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Kaoru threw a chair across the room when he received a letter back from the servants in the tower. (Your name) had befriended another man… the servants wrote that they share meals together and they’re always laughing.

Kaoru couldn’t stand it. Why was she doing that… she must want to upset him. She wants him to be jealous… that’s what it had to be. She would never move on. They’ve been together for a decade.

Kaoru glanced at the neatly wrapped gift he had gotten for her. He was sure she’d love it… she used to always talk about wanting this…

Kaoru decided to head back home with his plunders. It was time to go back to (your name) and this time, he’s give her all the attention she wanted.

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(Your name) lightly sung as she worked on another meal for her and Jack to enjoy by the river. A bright smile on her face as she imagined his gracious expression. Jack was always so happy whenever she came by to visit him. He was such wonderful company.

The door creaked open but (your name) paid it no mind. She figured it was just a servant.

At least not until the large form of Kaoru stood beside her.

“I’m back…” Kaoru muttered as he stood beside her, his obsidian eyes gazing at her expectantly. As if he was waiting for something.

(Your name) set the bowl down as she turned to look at him, the smile on her face gone. She didn’t understand what he wanted from her.

“Okay.” She replied before getting back to work, but Kaoru put his hand on the bowl.

“You… you didn’t send me any letters…” Kaoru whispered as he held the bowl down on the counter. “I… I was safe.”

(Your name) frowned at Kaoru’s behavior. The princess moving away from him. She didn’t understand why he was talking to her.

“Okay.” (Your name) replied again. She didn’t know what to say to him.

“I brought you something.” Kaoru told her as he went over to the door and grabbed a present. The dragon presenting her the gift with a soft expression.

(Your name)’s brow furrowed in confusion. Why would he bring her something? He’s never brought her anything before…

(Your name) slowly opened the gift before he eyes widened at the contents. This was… this was a gown she had wanted a few years ago… why would he give his to her?

“Do you like it?” Kaoru asked, his eyes hopeful as he trembled. It was as if his eyes were telling her, ‘look at me. Look at what I did. Look at me.’

“You didn’t have to get me this…” (your name) whispered as she covered the gift back up with the lid. She remembered how Kaoru had told her that she wouldn’t ever be able to wear something like that because it wasn’t like he was ever going to take her dancing. He convinced her it was a stupid want and now she didn’t have a desire to dance. “It’s impractical. I’m never going to go dancing until my coming of age.”

Kaoru felt his breath hitch at her words. How could he forget how he told her that she’d never be able to wear this dress… god he was awful.

“Well you can wear it.” Kaoru told her. “I… I could teach you how to dance-“ (Your name) shook her head and handed Kaoru back the gift.

“No. You have no desire for any kind of relationship with me, remember?” (Your name) sighed as she decided to abandon her cooking to get away from Kaoru.

Kaoru lunged forward and grabbed her shoulders, causing (your name) to gasp.

“I didn’t mean it…” Kaoru whispered as he held her in place. “Please… I didn’t mean it.”

Kaoru pulled (your name) into a hug as he buried his nose into her shoulder. The dragon sighing at her scent.

(Your name) pushed him back as she stepped away from him.

“I’m sorry. The damage is done… I don’t think I want to be near you. I’m sorry.” (Your name) then walks to her room. Kaoru standing there shocked.

She wasn’t supposed to reject him… she always loved him. Always. Why didn’t she love him anymore?

Kaoru made his way up the stairs to her room but he paused when he saw a notebook in the burn pile. His curiosity getting the better of him.

Kaoru’s clawed hand flips through the pages before his obsidian eyes widen in realization. This was her diary…

Kaoru took off to his room to go through the pages. His heart beating erratically in his chest when his eyes glimpses at how often his name was in here. He couldn’t wait to find out all the contents in this book…

Meanwhile, (your name) snuck out of the tower to go see Jack. The orc waiting for her by the river. The orc trying to hide something behind his back with a blush.

“Oh! You’re here!” Jack didn’t want to admit to her that he was counting the seconds. It wasn’t like him to be so impatient to see someone, let alone a girl. “I got you something.”

Jack presented (your name) the fur coat of a white tiger. He had been extremely careful not to completely destroy the animal, but he was able to keep most of it intact after his attack. He kept the meat for himself, but he carefully carved the pelt for (your name). It would be a perfect gift for her before it became cold… the pelt should keep her warm.

(Your name)’s eyes sparkled at the beautiful pelt. Her hands touching the soft fur in awe. It was beautiful…

“It’s so beautiful, Jack…” (your name) thanked Jack as she held the pelt in her arms. “I can’t believe you got this for me…”

Jack gave (your name) a toothy grin. He was proud she loved his gift. She deserved beautiful things.

(Your name) blushed as she held the pelt up to her body. The fur was warm and it smelled like Jack… his scent of musky and pine was so comforting to her.

Her relationship with Jack was starting to make her realize what love and care truly was. Perhaps she simply had a crush on Kaoru because those feelings were nowhere near the magnitude of what she felt for Jack. But she still had the wound of rejection, she was afraid to tell Jack how she felt…

Jack took in a deep breath as he observed her soft expression. He loved her… he loved her so much, it was scary.

“(Your name)?” The princess looked up, brown eyes meeting (eye color). Jack gulping down the lump in his throat before continuing. “I’m… I’m only half orc.”

(Your name) blinked as she glanced at Jack’s skin color. She had wondered why he had more of a human skin tone rather than the bright green she’s heard of orcs having, but she didn’t question it. Either way she didn’t care about something as minuscule as Jack’s race.

“That’s okay, Jack-“ Jack leaned his head on (your name)’s shoulder as he sighed.

“I was not born out of love… I was born out of conquest.” Jack softly told her as he wrapped his large arms around her. “I struggled to fit in with humans and orcs for years… I was a horrible monster for so long but I was so lonely…”

(Your name) frowned as Jack shared about himself, she patiently waited for him to continue sharing what he was comfortable with.

“I came to this forest to slay a dragon. To prove I was capable of defeating my father and taking over he orc hoard… but then I saw you.” Jack grabbed her shoulders and turned her upper body to face him. His honey colored eyes full of emotion. “I’m not trying to sound strange but… I’ve been watching you for a long time… how you were treated, rejected, and constant cast aside. I sympathized with you. I went through that as well all my life…”

“Jack…” (your name) held his cheeks in her hands as she smiled up at him. The orc leaning his scarred cheek into her right hand as he sighed dreamily. His eyes gazing into her with so much love, she thought she’d melt.

“I wanted you for months. I didn’t waste the opportunity to finally talk to you… I was so happy you talked to me and we’ve been seeing each other over these last few weeks.” Jack whispered, unsure if he should continue but with a nod from (your name), he felt more confident in proclaiming his feelings for her. “(Your name)? I’m in love with you.”

(Your name) felt her breath hitch when Jack pressed his chapped lips on her right wrist to give it a tender kiss. Her cheeks now a bright red as he stared longingly at her.

“I love you too…” (Your name) smiled up at Jack. It was the truth. In the two months she’s known Jack, he had shown her the love she had always desired. The kind she read about in story books… Jack was perfect. He may not be the picture description of the typical Prince Charming but he was charming in his own way.

Jack snakes his arms around her as he held her close. His forehead pressed against hers as he smiled brightly, his ivory tusks glistening in the sunlight.

“I’m so happy…” He had always lived a life of violence and anger… yet here he was finally embracing someone who cared about him. He no longer lived in the days of war and inflicting fear. He could finally be happy…

Jack pressed his chapped lips to the top of (your name)’s head. The two cuddling as (your name) smiled warmly at him.

And so began their secret relationship. (Your name) deciding she was going to run away with Jack instead of marrying a prince like she was supposed to.

It was just a shame Kaoru wasn’t going to let her go…

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Later that night, Kaoru sat in his study flipping through (your name)’s diary. He has been reading through it all day…

Kaoru ran his clawed fingers through each page with love sick eyes. He had no idea how fond the princess was of him… how much she admired and cared about him. How could he be so blind?

(Your name) was the perfect little mate. Kaoru was sure he could find a witch or a wizard to be able to turn her into a dragon so she could be with him… just like she always wanted!

Kaoru made his way to his board of treasure. The dragon scooping through it excitedly as he began to pick out beautiful gifts to court her with. Some golden necklaces catching his eye.

Kaoru then made his way up to (your name)‘a tower with the necklaces in hand. His hand knocking at her door as he held the necklaces close to his chest.

“Who is it?” Kaoru smiled when he heard her soft voice from the other side of the door.

“It’s me…” Kaoru whispered back, the door slowly opening to reveal (your name) in her nightdress. The princess using a blanket to cover herself from his eyes.

“Oh. I wasn’t be loud or anything was I?” Kaoru frowns when she doesn’t look at him at all. Why wouldn’t she look at him? She loves him… so her eyes should always be on him.

“No… I have something for you.” Kaoru then held up the gold necklaces too (your name). The princess raising a brow at him. “I think you’d look lovely in gold…”

(Your name) tilted her head at Kaoru’s strange behavior. He never brought her gifts before… ever. So why was he trying to gift her things now?

“Oh… but where would I wear something that nice? I’m stuck in this tower for six more months…” Kaoru frowned at her subtle rejection before ultimately deciding to persist.

“You can wear them while here…” (Your name) stepped back when Kaoru pushed forward and entered the room. “Here, let me put them on for you.”

(Your name) sighed before sitting on her bed and using the blanket to cover up her body, except for her neck. Kaoru swinging the necklaces over her neck before clasping each one.

(Your name) shivered when his claws lightly brushed against the soft skin of her neck.

“You smell nice and your skin is so soft…” Kaoru whispered huskily in her ear as he turned her body to face the full body mirror in front of her bed. “And you look so beautiful in gold.”

(Your name)’s (eye color) eyes were wide at the sight before her. Kaoru’s large body sat behind her as he ran his claws through her hair. His nose pressed into the locks as he gave a few strands some kisses.

“Thank you.” (Your name) thanks him softly before gently pulling her hair away from him. She felt extremely uncomfortable. She was confused on why he was giving her so much attention suddenly.

Kaoru suddenly leaned forward and wrapped his large arms around her. Kaoru pulling her body to lean back on his as he purrs. (Your name) had no idea dragons could purr… it was a strange discovery.

“Why are you being so distant? Aren’t you happy?” Kaoru asks as he leans his head into the crook of her neck, his brow furrowing at the strange scent that was mixed with hers. Kaoru snapped his head away from her shoulder as his obsidian eyes flashed a bright ruby red for a second. This was a masculine scent… a monster scent. “Who were you with? Who?”

“Oh, I made a friend by the river…” (Your name) gulped when Kaoru’s eyes were now a bright red with thing black slits… the look on his face was terrifying… her body trembled as she tried to speak to him again. “His name is Jack-“

One of Kaoru’s hands swiped at one of the wooden bed posts on her bed. (Your name) screamed when the wood flew off and crashed into the wall from the force behind his swing. She covered his head as she trembled like a leaf. She could smell smoke…

(Your name) nervously glanced up at Kaoru who had smoke leaving his nose and his lips. He looked so angry… why was he angry?

Kaoru took in a deep breath before calming down. Kaoru pulled her close to his chest as he pressed a kiss to her head. “I’m sorry, dear. I didn’t mean to frighten you. I just got a little angry is all.”

(Your name) was as still as a stone as Kaoru caressed her. The dragon muttering her reassurances.

“I’ll get you a new bed frame and new bed posts… how about one of those canopy beds with the sheer curtains? Won’t that be lovely?” Kaoru offered her as he nuzzled her neck, making sure to rub his scent all over her.

(Your name) just trembled as she held the blankets close to herself. She didn’t know what was going on with Kaoru but she was afraid… she was so afraid…

.

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(Your name) went down the tower to go out to see Jack, only to realize the door was melted… Someone welded the metal door completely shut… she couldn’t go out now.

(Your name) felt tears gather in her eyes as she tried the door. Only to sigh in frustration. The only ones who could get in and out of the tower now were the servants but that was because they were also dragons…

How was she going to see Jack now? How was she to let him know she was now truly trapped in his tower…

(Your name) went to go back up her tower and she ran into Kaoru. The dragon smiling softly at her as he held up some silk sheets in his hands.

“I got you that new bed. I’m going to get rid of all your blankets.” Kaoru then leaned forward and whispered in her ear. “Especially that fur. To smells disgusting-“

“Please don’t take the fur.” (Your name) grabbed Kaoru’s shirt. “Please not that… just let me keep that… please.”

Kaoru froze before sighing. It seems she grew some sort of attachment to that orc outside… nonetheless he must get rid of it.

Before Kaoru could speak, he felt (your name) hug him. His breath hitching at the gesture, his arms snaking around her waist to pull her closer to his body.

“I’ll do anything… please don’t.”

“Anything?” Kaoru felt dazed. Anything… she’d do anything for that sad little fur… “Then let me lay beside you tonight. I want to sleep in your bed with you.”

“…okay.” (Your name) whispered. Kaoru was so happy… he was so happy his little mate accepted him again. He’d never mistreat her again…

Now all he had to do was ask for her hand in marriage from her parents…

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Kaoru was gone the rest of the day. He had flown off somewhere so (your name) used this time to try to figure out how to contact Jack.

The servants all left for the day but even then… Jack was too far away to hear her scream.

(Your name) felt a sob rack through her body. She felt hopeless… just like a damsel in distress…

“(Your name)?” (Your name) perked up at her name and ran to her balcony to see Jack. She waved her arms at him.

“Jack! Jack I’m here!” (Your name) felt tears fall down her face as she smiled. “Kaoru welded the door shut! I can’t get out!”

Jack furrowed his brows before walking around the tower. There wasn’t a way in besides that door and the windows that were high up… Jack was going to have to climb…

“I’ll figure a way to get you out! I promise.” Jack shouted up at her as he glanced up at the sky. “I think he’s coming back so I’ll have to plan a way to get you out safely! I’ll save you, I swear!”

Jack then dashed back into the forest before Kaoru saw him.

The large black dragon transforming back into Kaoru as he landed on her balcony. A smile on his face when he saw (Your name).

“Were you waiting for me? I made sure not to be gone for too long.” Kaoru wrapped his arms around (your name) as he sighed in contentment. His sweet little mate was waiting for him… he couldn’t wait to tell her the news…

(Your name) held him back a bit just to satiate him. She didn’t want to upset him in anyway…

Kaoru lead her into her room as he presented her some more gifts. This time she accepted them without hesitation. She didn’t want him to destroy her new bed…

“I paid your family a visit.” Kaoru whispered with a smile. “They’re not going to get you back now like they were supposed to.”

(Your name) freezes. This wasn’t the agreement… she was supposed to leave this tower in a few months and then runaway with Jack… why would the terms change?

“I burned down over half of that kingdom but they’re going to let me keep you.” Kaoru smiled as he placed his head into her shoulder and inhaled her scent. “You’re going to be my wife. Aren’t you happy?”

(Your name) felt her blood run cold. Kaoru wasn’t supposed to fall in love with her… he never cared about her before…

Kaoru played with her hair with a smile. (Your name)’s eyes wide in shock.

“We’ll love the rest of our days together. You’ll be my lifelong mate.” Kaoru explained softly. “I’m having Kizaki work on finding a witch or wizard who would be able to turn you into a dragon, just like you’ve always wanted.”

How did he know that she used to want to be a dragon to be with him? Unless… no…

“Kaoru… did you read my diary?” (Your name) whispered as Kaoru smiled at her.

“I did. You wrote about how much you care for me… how much you love me.” Kaoru took her hands in his. “How could I not be moved by your declarations and efforts? I swear I’ll never mistreat you again. From now on I’ll be the perfect mate. The perfect husband and provider.”

Kaoru pressed his forehead to hers. “I realized how important you were to me once you stopped your affection. You are my most valuable treasure, dear. I’ll treat you well, I swear.”

This had to be some sort of sick joke… Kaoru never wanted her before. Yet even she knew Kaoru doesn’t joke. He’s a very serious man.

Kaoru was obsessed with her and he was never going to let her go…

Dragons were extremely possessive of their treasure, after all.

[jackmanbj]

is that ight?

an: hi guys! im back hopefully for long and just wanna say that this is something that didnt take me long to write because i wanted it to be kinda short for my little return!🤭

summary: jack is ranting to you about his problems and your trying your best to help him not wanting him to give up on anything.

jack had just got home from the studio, his eyes were baggy and his hair was messy.

you were sitting on the sofa waiting for jack, even though it was two in the morning.

“jack hun you look tired…”

“just a little, lets go to bed” jack didnt wait for a response and he started walking upstairs and heading to the bedroom while you followed behind

at first, jack didnt even bother taking off his clothes, being to tired to even more after he sat on the bed “jack hun.. i know you’re tired but you need to undress” you say taking off his jacket

jack groans but eventually start undressing, he keeps on his wife-beater and boxers on and lays down

you pull him on top of you, his head resting on your chest as you scratch his scalp lightly

—

the next morning when you woke up, jack was already getting ready to go to the studio

“jack.. your overworked, stay home”

“i cant—im on a high right now! my new song just got higher then first class, everyone’s still expecting me to make new music and i cant take any days off, not right now at least maybe in a few weeks”

“jack you need a break..” “well i want to be able to spoil you and i cant do that if i keep taking breaks” “keep taking breaks? baby.. this would be your first break in four weeks.. sit down” you say patting the bed as you sit up

“why do you feel like that?”

no airports and no flights thats how i wanna live my life, is that ight?

“i—i dont even know.. i just feel like i need to work or everything i have is gonna come crashing down.. like everything i worked for is gonna fall apart, i dont even care about all the cars, and the jewelry.. but i want just a little but even with just a little i feel like im wasting so much”

no sport cars and no ice, okay maybe a little ice, we all got a lil’ vice

“jack hun.. you can want everything in the world and you can get it if you can afford it—wanting something and getting it doesn’t mean that your overdoing it, you see people with seven cars but they can get them because they like them, not because they want to have fame for it”

“but i feel like sometimes its to much, and theres even more to it.. sometimes i hate when fans come up to me and want a whole lot of pictures, i dont mind saying hi or asking for one picture but they keep going and i also feel like me and some of the pg are falling out because of me working so much we dont talk alot…”

no selfies just say hi, im so healthy and alive 4L we them same guys equity for my dogs only time you see gang signs.

“jack not wanting people to come up to you a lot is normal it doesn’t make you a bad person and it shouldn’t make you feel bad, not everyone likes that.. and people lose friends, but if its pg dont you think you should schedule a meet up for all of you, or most of you to hang out and catch up?”

jack shifts his body, not facing you anymore “i want to, i do i wanna hang out with them and i want to stay strong with them but also i dont want to stop my working and my music for it”

im looking to change lives i already changed mine

you take his face in your hands making him face you again “jack people have to move on with there lives sometimes.. everyone cant just wait for inspiration they just have to take a chance, lots of people are impatient and want you to release music or your opinion or what you think when they want it..”

the times not stop waiting for the inspiration, they say its a flaw being impatient but…

jack huffs “ok..okay ill take a break from working.. ill take a week long break and ill set boundaries with fans and ill talk to pg..”

i just want peace i dont want no smoke

[illubean]

if your requests are open: i just saw your post on hxh character reacting to a reader who smokes, what about a reader who smokes 🍃? :3

HXH with a Stoner!S/o

Characters: Kurapika Kurta, Leorio Paladaknight, Illumi Zoldyck, Chrollo Lucilfer, Feitan Porter Type: idk again lol!, Headcanons, Gn!reader

man I wish I could answer two requests at the same time so other anon I hope you find this

Warnings: drug use, mentions of addiction/smoking

Kurapika Kurta

oh he likes this even less

he sees this as an addiction and to be fair it is in fact justifiable

if you hit him with the "I'm not addicted I can quit whenever I want"

he's throwing all your shit out

you said you could quit right? so quit

he watches after you when you're high with a disapproving shake of his head

he makes sure you're well fed, watered and comfortable

if you're giggly and speaking nonsense he just sighs and tells you to go to bed

he cuddles with you to physically keep you from doing something stupid

Leorio Paladaknight

sooo despite him being anti vape and cigarette he's actually more ok with weed

it has medical properties if ingested properly so he doesn't freak out as hard

still doesn't like the fact that you smoke so often though

you can still damage your lungs

he'll probably ban you from smoking at some point bc of how worried he is

buttttttt a loophole to this is to do edibles 🧍🧍🧍

he's going to voice his opinion on your habits

he doesn't like that you're always stoned so pls take breaks for him lol..

Illumi Zoldyck

the smell of weed is significantly worse than cigarettes so big nono for him

he literally would not stand in a 16 foot radius of you sry 🧍

he probably finds you being high all the time annoying

like tf you so giggly for

he cannot have a conversation with you when you're high, it gets nowhere and ends with him annoyed

like I said in my last post he doesn't care what you do to yourself but he actually thinks your habit is insufferable

Chrollo Lucilfer

in my head he would be a dealer in a modern type au

he'd smoke with you tbh

he doesn't mind you smoking weed but jesus you're high every day??

he definitely thinks your habit isn't the healthiest but hey who is he to tell you what to do

he thinks its funny when you get high sometimes

but he doesn't like it when he has to babysit you because you greened out or can't function at all

BUT he will still take care of you

he makes sure you drink enough water and lays you down somewhere safe

Feitan Porter

this little shit probably smokes too

nightmare blunt rotation but its just you feitan and phinks

he could care less when or how often you're high as long as he doesn't have to keep an eye on you (wow what a great bf)

don't expect much help from him if you end up going overboard

if he gets high with you I can see it going two ways

either he's chill and relaxed or he's going to do something stupid

I feel like he's the type of guy to eat rice straight out of the cooker with his bare hands if he gets high (me im that type of person)

but yeah he doesn't care what you do as long as you're not in his way

[nerves-nebula]

Sorry bout this thing but I kinda wanted to tell my thoughts about your stuff. Im kind of hoping this will get drowned in your inbox honestly, since this is just a really long unsolicited rant of mine.

Sometimes when i scroll through your account and I encounter csa, incest and mentions of suicide in your posts I get uncomfortable but then I remember that one phrase that goes something like "Art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comforted" and I just feel kinda bad bout myself.

When I was a kid my nannys bf forced me to kiss him in the lips whenever we met. I was 6. It was uncomfortable. I never did tell my nanny about it. My parents are both police people and my mother had long explained the concept of rape and how unconsensual touch is bad and you shouldnt allow that but something prevented me from telling anyone what was happening. I dont know why. I know they would immiedietly jail that guy if they did but somehow it felt like no one would believe me. I never told them until now, then when I was what, 6-8 years old? I cant even remember. Yeah somewhere around that, he molested me when my nanny was few feet away and asleep and for the next 4 years of my life i felt dirty. Desecrated. Stupid. I couldnt even look down at my naked body when i shower back then, but somehow I managed to trudge on living by trying to forget the fact it happened. Its been 8 years since Ive last seen him. Ive told anyone who I knew who doesnt care enough to be friends with me but cared enough to listen about it but my Parents are none the wiser and i plan on keeping it that way.

Also. Im a year away from being legal now. Ive thought about killing myself or just generally not wanting to exist anymore many times since then, cuz lifes equipped with motolov cocktails of "get fucked dumbass" and i somehow managed to get a coupon for at least a million of them.

(I hope that line made you laugh if you read this).

Coming back to the phrase i mentioned earlier, it feels weird whenever i feel something similar to the feeling of being triggered while looking at csa being depicted. By definition, i would be considered a victim, and id of course would be comforted by seeing similar experiences happen to people because relating to something usually induces a positive feeling. I dont. I see your art and it guts me. It guts me and the fact that it does also guts me, because what does that mean? I am supposed to be the comforted? Despite the fact that I was taken advantage of as a child and spent night after might thinking how stupid i was and why I let that happen to me even when I was equiped with the information that makes me less vulnerable than other children? So i do I correspond more with those who are defined as comforted then, was i not disturbed after all? Was i victimizing myself all along? Am I a bad person for thinking i was? No wait, that doesnt make any sense at all. Its all wrong. Why am I so guilty about this? Why am i subjecting myself to this?

And then it repeats.

I still go through your blog because well, i love tmnt, i love your artstyle, i love the way you tell stories, I love how you dont sugar coat csa, incest and other darker topics like body horror, erotism and sadism, i hate how much it haunts me, i love the fact i can relate, i hate how much you hurt them, i love the fact that you dont hold back, i love how you show the ugly sides of healing, i love how you depict how much people can change and struggle. Its comforting to me. Its discomforting to me. I stick hand into the fire knowing I would be burned, then I do.

And i like it. I like it somehow, like taking a nice smoke break when you have mild asthma, but like, better. Its a nice change of pace to feel so conflicted like this, its a nice change of pace to feel anything at all really.

But yeah. Tldr. Sorry for the trauma dump and your art makes me feel complicated. Its neat 👍

lot to reply to here! also, unfortunately for you, i check my inbox obsessively and dont get nearly as many asks as you seem to believe i do.

so firstly, no snappy saying is meant to encompass all of human experience, and you certainly shouldn't judge yourself for not fitting into it. easier said than done, i know, but still. i'm gonna try to address some things here, not gonna touch on all of it, but just know that i appreciate you sitting down to write me this.

(I hope that line made you laugh if you read this).

it made me smile, but i laughed at this, because it's a very sweet look into you writing this. puts into perspective how, even though this is public, it was written TO me. like a letter in victorian times or something. that's sweet, i like that.

and id of course would be comforted by seeing similar experiences happen to people because relating to something usually induces a positive feeling. I dont.

you're making a lot of assumptions here that are kind of wild in that "this thought process was clearly designed by your mind to upset you specifically" sort of way. I mean, would you say this to literally anyone else when they feel uncomfortable or triggered about viewing media that relates to their trauma? There's really no telling what a survivor will feel comforted by and you aren't Doing It Wrong by having a different reaction.

there's a reason i tag it as "csa tw" and that's so people can AVOID it as well as search it up.

how stupid i was and why I let that happen to me even when I was equipped with the information that makes me less vulnerable than other children?

i know you recognize at the end of the thought process that this is not true, but i feel the need to reiterate: there is no such thing as being less vulnerable than other children through your own actions. you can try to equip kids with knowledge that might protect them, but that doesn't make them any less vulnerable.

my dad told me about rape and molestation all the time, but he never accounted for the kinds of scenarios i was actually the most likely to fall victim to, partly because i don't think he actually knew much about childhood sexual abuse, and partly because he was more obsessed with the idea of me being kidnapped and raped/murdered than he was about forms of sexual abuse he'd consider more "mild"

No wait, that doesnt make any sense at all. Its all wrong. Why am I so guilty about this? Why am i subjecting myself to this?

i can't answer that one, unfortunately. personally, i like to feel gutted, it's cathartic to me. might be something like that to you, based on how you go on to describe it, but you might also be doing some kinda self harm.

I stick hand into the fire knowing I would be burned, then I do.

saaaaame. i triggered myself into a breakdown in class once cuz i'd been reading fucked fanfiction before class and i got SAD lol.

Its a nice change of pace to feel so conflicted like this, its a nice change of pace to feel anything at all really.

we are shaking hands over this.

anywho, no need to apologize! i am glad, if nothing else, to provide you with a strange and upsetting experience that is not entirely bad.

I really do adore hearing how my stuff makes people feel. it's like, a solid one third of the reason i do this. i still make stuff that doesn't exist to be shown off but WOW showing shit off and getting a response feels FANTASTIC. like, i'm in your head now!! you have been CHANGED by my ART. it's maybe the best part of being alive.

[aphrogeneias]

im BEGGING i need to hear more of ur thoughts about the new episodes 🙏🙏

these are all very incoherent but hear me out ok <3

- the subtlety the show has when portraying addiction and substance use is something i appreciate a lot, we don't need overt scenes of drug use to understand daisy has a problem and we can tell that by the way we're casually shown her always drinking, taking pills and chain smoking, it's all there and it will get worse when they go on tour, i think some people wanted it to be really bad from the go, but that's not how it goes, not with storytelling and not even in life

- their first concert together was everything, daisy taking over the stage and never leaving, her magnetic stage presence, billy being an asshole because he's uncomfortable

- daisy feels more like book!daisy now but she was already great in the first episodes

- the scene where daisy breaks into her childhood home and gets arrested (which she denies in the book but now we can see the truth now) was truly heartbreaking. this is daisy jones, the girl who has it all. the money, the looks, the talent. but she's ultimately alone and desperate for attention and connection, i really felt her there

- "i'm from mars, karen. i don't have people."

- teddy is a mastermind king of reverse psychology

- CAMILA IS A MASTERMIND (taking daisy in, pushing billy to accept her in the band, meddling with graham and karen, she's behind everything!!! she's fucking smart and i love that)

- "families take care of each other" "do they? that hasn't been my experience" a stab through the heart would have hurt less smh

- karengraham is perfect, especially karen herself

- "you know it's not my job not to turn you on, right?" yes queen say it

- eddie saying rock and roll is about sleeping with some girl you don't know not about making sweet love to your wife and then proceeding to make sweet love to billy's wife... poetry tbh

- speaking of which camila x eddie is actually perfect. eddie's book arc was always about feeling inferior to billy, wanting what he has, and him wanting his wife too makes total sense. it shows how similar they are in every sense but somehow billy always has the upper hand, even in this situation

- it also gives camila some depth and more complexity, which we always love

- daisybilly happened and it happened in the book too. they did a terrible job trying to cover up that story about the "almost kiss" in the book, each of them had a different version of it, it was pretty clear that they didn't know how to hide it well. it was well done in the show, i was already expecting it and it made sense

- and the all rest with them writing in the pool house, becoming closer, was just how i imagined, sam claflin and riley keough did a great job showing vulnerabily and hostility and attraction, just everything daisy and billy needed to have in order to make their duo work

- the songs are all amazing and the recording sessions were very fun to watch, watching aurora come alive? dream come true

- daisy getting into a car accident while writing regret me that's daisy fucking jones dude

[raewritesfiction]

Confessions [Bill Skarsgard as Roman Godfrey] - reupload-

A/N: some more Roman Godfrey! PLEASE READ THE WARNINGS. I've been putting this one off because of the content. Plot: Roman meets you in a graveyard but decides to take you inside the church for some fun. Pairing: Roman Godfrey X Reader. Warnings:  Religiously this could prove to be very insulting to some people. I'm not insensitive to beliefs and I genuinely apologize for my offending anyone with this.  There's gonnabe smut, there's gonnabe strong language and lots of it aimed at Religion.  If you believe any of this is going to cause you an issue, PLEASE do not read and just skip this one. 

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You had to have chosen a night with no moon to meet Roman in a graveyard, of all places he chose a graveyard and you had willingly accepted because you knew at some point you were gonna get laid tonight. Hopefully not in the graveyard.

As expected Roman is stood outside the church with a cigarette in his mouth; I wonder how long he’s been stood waiting and then note only one other butt on the floor as he discards the one he had been smoking to join it.

“Hey.” He nods and smirks at me. “You actually wearing anything under that coat?”

I raise my eyebrow “Yes…Sort of.” I shift my feet slightly and am glad it's dark enough that he can't see I'm blushing.  Truth is that under my ridiculously huge faux fur coat I'm in nothing but a slip dress and slinky panties.

He chuckles and takes hold of the leading edge where the broken zip once actually worked and pulls me against him. He’s at least six inches taller than me so I have to look up into his amazing eyes which focus on my slightly parted lips for only a moment before he dips his head and presses his against them; Roman’s tongue wastes no time pushing into my mouth and exploring while his hands snake around my waist and down onto my hips inside my coat. 

“Cold?” He mumbles after breaking the kiss.

I shrug a little “I guess… wanna warm me up?” Licking my lips slightly.

Roman smirks “Thought you’d never ask.” He leans down and nips my lower lip enough to bruise. “Follow me…” I smile and let him lead me inside the small church; it was mostly abandoned but still taken care of by the locals and used for special events.  Luckily there was nothing planned for a few weeks so there was no real danger of getting caught by anyone apart from the security on the grounds. Roman makes sure the door is shut before turning to face me and giving me a devilish smirk “It seems we’re alone. Just as well really.”

“Oh? What do you have planned, Mister?” I narrow my eyes at him playfully and let him push me backwards between the pews until we reach the pulpit behind which were stacks of organ music, choir books and Bibles scattered around. 

“Up here..” he motions behind me and I turn to see a bare Alter only covered with a large piece of red fabric.

“On the Alter?” I question, a little surprised. “Uh-Huh.” he pushes me backwards again and makes sure I don’t trip up the steps leading to the Chancel where the Alter is housed.

“Good job neither of us are religious, huh?” I giggle.

“Fuck religion…” he answers simply and pushes me against the Alter, planting his hands either side of me and pinning me to it. “...Fuck God, Fuck the Devil and most of all...I’m gonna fuck you…” he says the last part against my lips then gives a rough kiss as he lifts my dress to find im wearing the smallest pair of panties I own.  “Is there really any point in these?” he grips them and pulls instantly snapping the sides.

I squeak a little as the elastic snaps against my skin “Hey… I like those.”

“I’ll buy you more, in every colour there is… but for now? Open your mouth…”

I blink a little “Wh...I…” as I open my mouth to speak Roman pushes the small ball of fabric into the space. 

“Shh!” he holds a finger to his lips and then lifts me up onto the Alter, opening my legs by my knees and rubbing his fingers over me. “So wet already? You been thinking of me babygirl?”

Dropping my head back I moan around my panties; yes I had been thinking of him.  I’d been thinking of him and his cock since he had fucked me into submission a few weeks back.  I’d felt him for days after every time I moved and no matter what I had done, nothing had got me off like he had.

I moan louder and lean back on my hands when he eases his fingers into me - teasing me.  After a few moments I was panting and whining, my arms unable to hold me up anymore.  I lay back across the Alter and realise I’m exactly where he wants me and how he wants me; his fingers slow completely and I whine when he removes them from me - I’m soon crying out in pleasure when his cock fills me suddenly.

Roman gives me no time to adjust to him, just like last time, just how I like it.  His hands push up my dress over my breasts and then glide back down to grip my hips hard enough to bruise me.  He can mark me up as much as he likes.  I arch and rock my hips to his rough thrusts, my arms above my head and gripping the Alter as I groan around my panties.  Roman grunts and pants heavily, thrusting harder and snapping his hips deep into me; I was going to feel this for days as well.

I pant as best I could and move my heels to hook on the edge of the Alter; lifting and rocking my hips to him at the same time.  Roman moves and lifts my legs over his shoulders, leaning forward to fold me almost in half; I’ve never felt anyone this deep.  A hand plants on the Alter to my side while the other leaves a sharp sting across my face when he slaps me.  I groan and give up trying to move myself to Roman; letting him take over completely when he wraps his hands around my throat and tightens his grip.

“Who’s your God?” his voice is rough and low against me. I moan and look into his eyes doing the best I can to say “You are!” around the panties.

“That’s right… don’t forget it…” He growls and I can tell he’s still watching me after I drop my head back again; he knows what this does to me.  I whine and grip the Alter with my fingers; I can feel my body already starting to lose everything and I don’t give a fuck who hears me as I moan, groan and call out around the now sodden fabric in my mouth.  Roman pants against my skin and I can tell just how close he is too.  I tremble under him and will him to tighten his grip on the sides of my neck; he must know somehow because he does exactly that and just as my vision starts to go dark he releases his grip.  I see literal stars as the blood rushes to my head and I gasp in a deep breath; my body all but convulses as I cum hard around his cock, I feel my juices squirting out on each of his following thrusts and then he stills deep inside me - f it weren’t for the panties, I would be screaming his name.

I lay panting on the Alter under Roman; he slowly moves and leans up then gasps.

“Hmm?” I frown and lean up a little.

“Shh!!” he listens and holds up a finger, “Move!” he laughs and pulls out of me then helps me down off the Alter, dragging me after him to a confessional booth. In the rush to move I still have my panties in my mouth but Roman soon relieves me of them and stuffs them in his pocket. “Shh!” he reiterates and holds his finger to my lips.

I stay perfectly still as a flashlight sweeps around the Church.  Roman slowly sits and then motions for me to kneel in front of him which I happily do.  After a few minutes we hear footsteps leaving the Church and crunching away on the gravel.  He chuckles and looks down at me “What you waiting for?”

“Huh?” I frown.

“I haven’t cum… get to work… we ain’t leaving till I get my happy ending!” he gives a wink.  If anyone else said it I’d have punched them in the dick and ran off.  For Roman however…

“Forgive me, daddy… for I am about to sin.”  I push my hair back and tie it with the elastic around my wrist then drop my head and take him fully in my mouth.  He hadn’t had the pleasure of my mouth around his cock before so had no clue how well I could deep throat from almost any angle.  

Roman grips the small amount of seat either side of him and leans his head back against the booth. His breathing is rough and heavy, small whimpers escape occasionally but more often he moans and tries to roll his hips.  My hand goes to his balls and massages firmly while I suck hard along his cock, bobbing my head and swirling my tongue.  I keep my cheeks hollowed and don’t bother to wipe away any of the mess I’m making because I know there will be more very soon.  I can feel his balls twitching and tightening in my hand while his panting has become shallow and his hands are now gripping the sides of the small booth. I twist and bob my head, humming and groaning around his cock, scraping my teeth lightly until he groans louder.  I scrape them heavier and moan when he calls out briefly before covering his mouth to muffle his pleasure.  His balls twitch again and his breathing hitches; I feel him fill my mouth and throat then proceed to swallow around him.  I look up under my lashes at him as I make sure he’s cleaned up.

“Oh baby girl…” he moans and relaxes back. I smile and wipe the corners of my mouth, looking up at him. His face is flushed and there’s a small smirk on his lips while he calms his breathing, running a hand through his hair.

“We are gonna do a lot more sinning….” 

[rpbtgirl]

I have to wonder, it’s not even lunch yet and I am having all these deep thoughts, realizations, and feelings, what is going on here. There is definitely a shift happening. I am having a hard time doing any of the work I’m supposed to do and almost solely focused on how I am feeling and my new self imposed mission. I want, no, at this point, I need him to see me, to be exposed to him. I am trying to think of any excuse to go into his office, to talk to him, to find some way to get this ball rolling. Happy little coincidence, he comes to my desk to talk about some project and something going on that I’ll need to take care of. I’m being very attentive, listening carefully, he always leans on my desk when he explains something, propped up on both hands hovering a little in front and above me sitting. Now I have a couple of questions, I lean back a little in my office chair with my hands on my belly when I feel my dress move up a little as I lean, another happy little accident. I don’t expose anything but the hem of my dress is close, any further and I’m showing lip. There’s that spot in my mind that just wants to pull my dress up for full show and I am actually having to fight the urge, but there are others that might see and I’m not wanting that. We finish our discussion, he stands up, looks at me and gives me a big smile. He either isn’t noticing how high up my skirt is or he is just really good with peripheral vision and is keeping it cool because I’m not seeing much of a reaction. 😡

He’s back in his office, oops I forgot to ask him something so I have to toddle in there. Now I am the one leaning on his desk, sort of beside him. The way I’m leaning my dress has pulled up in the back and if someone could see in the windows they would see my ass peeking out from under, well that thought gave me even more of a charge. I reach to pint at something on the screen and two things happen, my dress pulls up a little more and I find that the corner of his desk is at just the right height in this position that it makes contact with my very achey and very needy pussy. I lowered myself just a little to get a bit more pressure, my GOD, my eyes almost rolled back in my head and almost came right there. I felt so depraved, I really don’t know what else to call it, that my urges and pussy were in charge and I’m humping the corner of this guys desk right next to him. All done discussion, I have to go back to my desk but I just want to keep going, to have him call me out on it but he doesn’t, he’s either oblivious or a very cool guy. Straighten up to head back to my desk, my mind is a mess, I can’t think straight other than the NSFW thought racing through there. Im getting nothing done, I can’t concentrate, can’t focus, he’ll at this point if it wasn’t for autocorrect I wouldn’t even be able to send an email. He come out of his office, walks to the end of the hall to the stairs for the side entrance, smoke break, asks if I am coming……I was so focused on all my dirty little thoughts it felt like he asked if I was cumming 🤣. I was all flustered What?!? No?!? I could feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment, was I touching myself and not even realizing it?!? No no, he’s asking you if you want to join him…no I’m not a smoker but I do vape. he heads through the door and starts down ahead of me, he’s hit the landing and starting down the second set of stairs that doubles back when I pop through the door at the upper landing, he looks up, is that a little twinkle I see in his eyes? There’s a grin and he looks away, could he see up my dress from that angle? He must have been able to!!! Another rush come over me, I’m all giggles, I’m bouncing down the stairs. He’s already outside when I get to the bottoms and like a little kid playing with her dress I hop off the last stair and flick my dress up exposing myself to the stairwell, nobody sees but it’s fun and feels good. Gather myself and step outside.

[winderlylandchime]

2/2 of 2x08: ‘why is she acting like this? Is she okay? Oh god, is she sick? What’s wrong deb? Talk to me, redhead! *deb tells vic about ben* please, for the love of everything i own, stop talking. Why are you still talking? I said STOP! Twist your words? Deb, girl..that’s what you said, do you want me to rewind the tapes? AND TO SAY THAT TO VIC?! YOU WISH HE WASNT WHAT NOW? Listen to me Deb, straight still gets hiv. MIKE GET BEHIND ME, I MIGHT HATE YOU BUT I GOT YOU! OH NO HES HEARING HER! WASTING AWAY TO NOTHING? AND SHE SAYS THAT TO VIC OF ALL PEOPLE?! Poor vic. Fought for his life and now his sister says all that?! *pauses the tv and looks at me all scared* just so you know, i would NEVER say something like that to you. I might be an idiot but I’m not *waves his hand at the tv* that dumb…can you get me another soda?’… ‘he’s more sad for vic than himself? Damn, he has his nice moments. Deb, why would he have to tell you about Ben? That is literally none of your business. What’s up with you and Ted? SHE FORBIDS HIM FROM DATING BEN? Man, i hope Ben fucks the shit out of Mike this episode. I’m talking can’t walk for a week type of fuck! Because yall are pissing me off!’ And now the scene with britin is up!!!! ‘Ohhh look at them. Getting busy! Why is Justin talking about Ben? What is going on this episode..Man, ben has to have the craziest hiccups this episode. THATS RIGHT BRI! ITS MIKES DECISION! FINALLY SOMEONE WHO IS SMART! *pauses tv* justin. No. Please never do it raw. You can’t trust anyone THAT much. Cheating exists. And also you and Bri Bri don’t exactly have the most….how shall I put it nicely? Ethical relationship..is that respectful? Idk either way *shakes his head* no blondie! Brian..smack sense into him, don’t encourage him! GOOD BOY! EXACTLY BRIAN! Condoms are your best friend *shakes his pill bottle* next to these lil shits. HE WANTS HIM SAFE! AND HE WANTS HIM AROUND FOR A LONG TIME, YOU MIGHT AS WELL SAY I LOVE YOU! (My name) did you hear that?! He wants him safe! And around! FOR A LONG TIME! That’s like many years! I cannot wait for him to say i love you to Justin! Would be a dope finale. Like *pretends to be brian, ig* “Justin!!! I love you. And i wanna be with you!” Yeah that’s the shit!’ My heart breaks for when he’s gonna see the finale. ‘Brian looks good. Leather jacket, messy hair…i fuck with it. Ohhh i like Brian and this bandana chick! Look at him taking his kid to the park. OH FUCK HER PARENTS *the scene in the park with that random lady comes up* the fuck they do?! I bet Michael just got a boner hearing her say that..Brian..Brian, come on i was rooting for you! Not to be the devil’s advocate but at least his reasoning was nicer in some weird way.’ He just scoffed at the sight of Deb so i’d say he’s doing well ‘Deb..you’ve talked enough. I think you should be quiet for the next 3 episodes..oh vic forgave her way too fast! Couldn’t be me tho’ ‘…no offense but if your parents don’t like you, you really shouldn’t care..but i get it, our greatest fault as human beings is the need we all have to be loved, it’s the only thing we all have in common. *look at me as if he just saw me* ice cream! *goes to get ice cream*’ I honestly wonder how he would watch this if he wasn’t high as a kite. ‘Is justin blowing a strap on?? Go off, i guess! Oh shit oh shit! Oh the dad is having a blast. i am honestly impressed that brian is quiet’ The scene with Ben and Mikey is on and he is not okay ‘NO MIKE NO! I mean do what makes you feel comfortable but NOOO DONT LET THEM GET TO YOU! But also I support your decision but fuck’ this obviously ended with him going for a smoke and is currently outside talking to mom and lying about why he was MIA, he also tried to turn the subject on qaf but failed badly bc his attempt was ‘how would you feel if i had a boyfriend with hiv?’ It was followed by ‘no mom, i im not gay. I’m not. HE IS JUST A FRIEND’ Keep my soul in thoughts and prayers because i am going through it.

AHAHAH YES. Exactly. Deb is such a fucking hypocrite. Ugh she is the worst about Ben’s HIV. And then Michael makes it so fucking awkward when he confronts Debbie IN FRONT OF BEN.

Your brother screaming about a) wearing a condom and b) I WANT YOU SAFE AND I WANT YOU AROUND FOR A LONG TIME is all of us. He is in the fandom. Brian DOES love him.

“our greatest fault as human beings is the need we all have to be loved, it’s the only thing we all have in common” - I know you described him as a himbo but Brother Anon is spitting some serious thoughts here.

Asking your mom how she would react if he had a boyfriend with HIV. I am dyingggggg. I love you brother.

Thoughts & Prayers Anon. You are truly doing the lord’s work.

[nervousron]

Hey have you ever spoke about the Trinity's cars and way they have the cars thta they do? And if not can you? <3

This was a lot of fun to do. thanks for the ask, @plain-pasta13 !

Michael - Obey Tailgater

$55,000 sports sedan. 5MDS003 (5 Michael De Santa 003)

"Luxury German Sedan. Better than a BF, but not quite a Benefactor. Fast and practical with a classy look, this is just the car to over-leverage on." - Southern San Andreas Super Auto description

Much like Michael, this car is sleek and smooth on the outside, can take a good beating, but has trouble steering at high speeds without the use of good brakes (The metaphor got away from me, but i stand by it). Im almost surprised it's not a more expensive car. He was pretty practical. (compare to Amanda's $95,000 Sentinel and Tracey's $18,000 Issi. He's on the pricier side of normal. Modestly pricey). He picked out a car that looks nice and can give him a small ego boost without breaking the bank. This is just a personal opinion, but I'd have thought he'd have an old Declasse, considering the stars in his eyes over Vinewood and its aesthetics. (Im sure if he did, he bought one the second they moved to Los Santos, then returned it after a year when he realized how much upkeep there would be.)

Then theres the Jimmy adjustments to the Tailgaiter after he mods the hell out of it. Im pretty sure this is all of em: Race brakes, Rear painted bumper & diffuser, EMS upgrade level 3, Dual exit exhaust, Chrome grille, Double vented hood, Musical horn 5, Xenon lights, Sport skirts, Lip spoiler, Sports transmission, Black dollar lowrider wheels (lol), and a Dark smoke window tint.

Franklin- Bravado Buffalo S

$96,000 sports sedan. FC1988 (Franklin Clinton 1998)

"Spotted speeding away from many Los Santos crime scenes, this is a special edition version of the updated 60s muscle car. The sports engine pack, aerodynamic body styling package and yearly upgrades make the price worthwhile." - Southern San Andreas Super Autos description

It's the most expensive of the trinity's cars, which makes sense because Franklin is the type of guy to save up for something worthwhile and really take care of it. If he's gonna go for something, he's going all out. It's a beautiful ride. I'm sure Lamar was jealous over it for months, and Aunt Denise gave him shit for buying an expensive car and not using the money to move out.

So, Franklins car is kinda cool because it has a slower response time and cornering radius than a good chunk of the other cars in the game. Since his special ability essentially slows down time and gives him the room for quick maneuvers, the slower response time makes it harder to overcorrect and ding into shit. The cornering radius being small makes it easier to take sharp turns in the bullet-time, too. (The Buffalo is a b o a t and hardly ever spins out, Franklin knew exactly what he wanted for his street races) At first i thought these specs were counterproductive to his ability, but they definitely were picked with that in mind.

Trevor - Canis Bodhi

$25,000, off-road pick-up truck BETTY32 (the assumption is that Betty is Trevor's mother's name and she was born in 1932. This liscense also appears on the Faggio scooter Trevor drives in the "Scooter Brothers" switch-to scene.)

"The Canis Bodhi has traveled the well-trodden path from military to redneck to hipster. This 'gently used' model is the definition of retro chic; every stain on the seat tells a story." - Southern San Andreas Super Autos description

The Bodhi is a Point Break reference to Bodhi's Kaiser M715. If youve seen Point Break, you know its that gay Patrick Swayze/Keanu Reeves movie.

This car is kinda perfect for trevor. Little to no protection from gunfire, permanently dirty, igniton problems, fantastic turning, and nearly indestructible. The car description is a fun nod to Trevor, too. journey from pilot to redneck to hipster. (Still cant believe he's canonically a lifestyle guru in Los Santos as of the online dlcs. What a world)

Trevor's Bodhi seems to have a CB radio that works in Blaine County, specifically. (This doesn't work for online Bodhis as far as i can tell. just Trevor's), and I can only assume it's for hook-ups, murders, avoiding cops, and pissing people off.

Trevors' vehicle is the only one with a personalized interior. Theres gum on the dash, cum stained pinups, and sticky notes.

[beautouslysandy]

idk if you still do matchups but here is mine, it’s for outer banks, and it’s anonymous bc I am a 🐱. :

I’m on the shorter side for girls, like 5’3ish, but everyone else in my family is TALL ASF so im a fast walker. I have light brown straight hair and curtain bangs (that take far too long to style), hazel eyes, fair skin, and my cheeks are always flushed so it always looks like im blushing when im not (most times).

My friends tell me im very funny and outgoing but deep down I am very sensitive and emotional- I’ve just found ways to hide it. I’m an extremely loyal friend, and I’ll defend a friend even if I don’t agree with what my friend said or did. I’m very shy and quiet when I meet people at first, but once I’m comfortable it’s hard to get me to shut up.

Im always listening to music, and i swear one of my super powers is knowing the lyrics to every song. I stay up late making playlists and reading books. I randomly get outbursts of energy where I can run 5 miles no problem and feel like running in circles around a room, but I’m also constantly tired and always sleeping.

I laugh really hard at stupid things, like videos with animals or the impractical jokers show.

I don’t think I’m clumsy, but apparently I am because I always have something wrong with me. Like if I don’t have a third degree burn on my arm than I have a broken finger and if not that than I’m limping. Like I always am going to the doctor to either get a cast or medicine for an injury.

I’m very good at talking my way into and out of things, but I don’t do it often bc I get anxious.

Also random fun fact: EVERYBODY is convinced I smoke 🍃 when I don’t. Im told its because I’m very calm and can hide my nervousness well- I think its because I could get hit by a car and still be calm and collected, I’m just very zen at all hours and I don’t know how.

This is probably tmi but it’s kind of fun to debrief!!

honestly i think we would be good friends if we knew each other in real life! just a little fun fact about me, i am told I have a very loud personality meaning i am extremely outgoing and stuff haha.

it is fun to debrief! glad you enjoyed it!

hope you like your match up!

OUTERBANKS:

john b, one hundred percent. i think he likes having some calmness in his life, he has got quite the chaotic life. and he loves loves having a short girlfriend, he definitely will tease you about it every now and then but you he is just joking. anybody else though, they won't see the day of light ever again. i think he would find your sparks of energy very amusing. he always gets super worried when you get hurt, he warns you that you should be more careful. he has successfully caught you a few times preventing you from getting hurt, a few times. he probably loves that you are so calm, like said before. it’s nice to have something calm and dependable in his life. i think he loves making you laugh so he will say really idiotic stuff just to hear that laugh he loves so much, it makes his day to see you happy knowing that he is the reason you are. you guys probably watch those try not laugh animal version videos on youtube and just sit there cackling like a pair of little kids. he likes to help you sometimes with your hair and at some point he has mastered it but that is in the fair future (sorry john b). i think his favorite thing about you are your personality, it’s super important to him that his significant other has a good personality that he loves and you provide that. he respects your loyalty as he is as well, i think he is comforted with the fact knowing you are super loyal to him. when you first meet the group they are confused on why john b and you are together as he doesn’t really go for shy girls but once you break out of your shell and the true you shows, they understand. he loves to play with your hair, he loves it when you get flushed to the face because he thinks it’s adorable.

little drabble/skit

“hey, sweetheart, oh are you doing your hair?” john b said peering into your room.

“yeah.” you said looking at him though your mirror

“want some help? i am a professional.” he said with a chuckle as headed over to you to give you a kiss on the cheek

“yes please, i need some professional help.” you said laughing

“okay, then. prepare to be wowed.” he says as he starts to style your hair, five minutes in and he has already burned his finger two times

“ahh, shit!” he exclaims

“burn your finger, again? want me to do it?” you ask with a sympathetic smile, you grab his hand and kiss his finger

“thanks, babe. i wanna do this for you, you do a lot for me…it’s the least i can do.” he says with a smile

“okay. just let me know if you want me to take over.”

he nodded and then went back at it

ten minutes later

“ahh, shit!”

[dayurno]

I DID SEE THE REBLOG i’ve been giggling about it all evening thinking of an alternate wip with evil kevjean….. trust i have the link saved in my notes just in case for a future fic. i felt my face warm when i saw u mention it outside of the ask responses….. you are too sweet.

jeremy and his matching set of milfs. mwah. that’s really all it is. it will all be okay though…… it just doesn’t help his case that his best friend is #1 andrew minyard telling him this is the stupidest decision he’s ever made in his life. it’s really less heartbreaking than these things usually go and more silly i think u know? the juxtaposition of jeremy losing his mind thinking he’s breaking some code and andrew telling him sleeping with a couple is stupid vs kevjean explicitly stating they are taking him out on dates and learning how to communicate with a new person instead of just each other. it certainly takes some time to figure out as jeremy doesn’t realize poly is even an OPTION and kevjean have never really tried but all three of them are truly obsessed with each other because they don’t know any other way to be! i don’t want it to feel TOO mean :3

i was editing the like Confession scene last night. jeremy having his moment while kevin and jean are realizing they have not been communicating as effectively as they thought (idiots in love). n i was thinking about that poem you shared the whole time it really truly was so lovely and really gave me some steam. i love you user dayurno. you got one normal length ask from me and now here i am with a tangent again

WHEHE oh you're cute you're cute did you know? you're cute! ALTERNATE EVIL KEVJEAN TIMELINE i would be into that....... but i would feel bad for jeremy after all. polyamorous gay 50 shades of gray? as i type this i realize i might be into it. let's change topics let's change it now

ANDREW AS JEREMY'S BEST FRIENDDDD you know the concept of andrew&jeremy has been floating around the fandom ever since people started caring if jeremy lives or dies and i never cared much for it until recently when lucky-slice posted that art of them smoking together...... i think this could actually take off the ground you know. the wonky machinery of jeredrew it can fly i believe it can.... andrew (ANDREW) being the voice of reason for once in his life is definitely crazy though i mean jeremy knox please rethink your decisions. but then again if i had a pair of matching milfs interested in me and in learning how to adapt into a relationship with me i would be going blindly too. i think. well! AND I LOVE TO HEAR THAT IT'S NOT SAD AFTER ALL i understand because i love reading sad but i hate writing sad....

IM GLAD YOU LIKED THE POEM :3 i cant read it too many times or it breaks my heart but i love it. do you have a playlist or something like that for this wip? a pinterest board maybe? here i'll trade you my current kerejean's wip pinterest board for urs. how does that sound! pls reply i sent you jean moreaus tender and vulnerable and girlish heart

[ihateeverything101]

your words being me to tears because it's so simple but it's not. i wish he said those things to me, i appreciate all you do to keep things running smooth. i like how you tell me how you're feeling so we can resolve issues.

there is no winning. he wants to know what's on my mind but when i tell him he tells me i complain too much and that's all i do. well that's what's on my mind and what i'm feeling. he says all i want to do is mope around and be pissed off. it's all so wrong. my energy isn't great but jesus. how does he want me to pick myself back up after his pummeling? he doesn't say anything positive or encouraging when i share my emotions, he does hold me when i'm upset but only when it fits what he thinks is valid.

it's my fault. i don't do enough. he's upset i cannot service him sexually everytime he needs. wtf does he want from me. yeah it's only 20/30 minutes but that's 20/30 MINUTESs!!!!! i could watch my own show during that time, snack, masturbate on my own, do makeup, shower, clean, play with the pets. i could do so much in that fuxking amount of time but he is demanding i do that for him at least once a day if not multiple times. wtf. i get home from work at like 5:45 - 6PM. i take off my clothes and start working on dinner literally no break. i start dinner and when that's started and going i can start to relax and maybe smoke some. a lot of days i'm not smoking until we're sitting down and eating dinner, 6:45 - 7. weve been watching shark tank when we eat and they are 45 minute episodes so we eat and watch that until about 8. then i am tired already and falling asleep in the basement. sometimes i fall asleep and he wakes me up at 10, i don't think he has an alarm or routine but waits until he has no more youtube to watch or sluts to talk to. he wakes me up to do my chores for the night. i know i should be more on top of my things but it pisses me off how he lets me sleep then gets mad at me. wake me up at the beginning if you get so aggravated! sometimes i don't nap and i get started on my night things: making my lunch for tomorrow, dishes, pet things, im trying to read 5 pages of a book everyday and also take my makeup off before bed but the things that aren't necessary aren't getting done. at this point it depends what time it is based on dishes and when i started this routine. but it's 9 or 9:30. time to brush and smoke and go to bed. i like when me and him brush together, also he basically always needs to know what i'm doing. one of his biggest pet peeves is coming behind me to ask questions. (which is what a partner should do but hey, what do i know) im always telling him what i'm doing, planning on doing, an ETA of how long it will take me and if i plan on interacting with him after i'm done or if i will roll into other things. so after we finish dinner i tell him i'm going to do my night things and he says ok and he watches youtube, talks to sluts and gets pictures from them, maybe video chats with Katie. hey it would be nice if he spent that time with me while i was doing my chores but that's fine. so then i come back down when i am done and tell him i'm going to brush, he's been coming up with me recently but awhile ago he would keep talking with Katie even though i've told him how much it means to me. we brush together and then he wants to get off again before bed. it doesn't have to be with me but i wish i had more time like that with him, but also not in a sexual service way. so either i can smoke by myself and lay down by myself while he gets off and wanders into bed late at night or we can smoke together, play together and go to bed together. which of those options sounds nice? they're nice for separate reasons but i always say yes to playing with him. i want to be close with him and i want to go to bed with him. i want to cuddle. so then with him doing his stuff cause he doesn't care about what time we go to bed i end up falling asleep 11:30 / 12. i want to fall asleep before 10. then i wake up the next day at 5 am to start it all over again. he says i don't appreciate him. i don't appreciate what he does. he's right i don't. i would like to spend a day doing my things or only worrying about my things. that would be heaven.

i went into the break down of time because. that 30 minutes is a huge difference and he acts like it means nothing

[thinkthinbitches]

I bought a scale the other day for the first time since I threw out my last one three years ago. I weigh 35 lbs lighter than I did at the doctor earlier this year. The joy I feel is insane. Everyone has said that they’re concerned, but there’s not even a difference. It’s just the way I dress. I’ve stopped caring about everyone and everything, so might as well.

I found a man. He makes me feel so happy. It hasn’t been long, but I can tell he’s good for me. I can’t say it’s the same vice versa… but I try my best for him. He’s so sweet and caring. I’ve been a literal nuisance to him and he says he doesn’t mind and rather likes it. We’re so different but so the same. I like to listen to his heart beat, because it makes me feel some way when I know I’m the one making it skip a beat. I can’t really talk about him to others. Everyone is so dismissive about it. There are a few happy for me, but others are hating. Someone tried to tell me I was love blind and an attention whore when I first met him. At the time he and I were only friends. Like I said, it hasn’t been long, so there’s no labels, we just spend time together when we have time. He works a lot and our schedules are opposite, but it’s so worth it. He makes me feel pretty and it’s been so long since I’ve felt that. I’m not dumb or naïve; I just like being around him. He has the cutest cats who have both slept in bed with me for the first time the other week. They’re loving, but they don’t even sleep in bed with him. I mean they try but he takes up most the bed so they can’t a lot of the time. When we met, I was immediately attracted to him. He worked at another store in the same company as I did at the time and he came to my store to help out since we were short handed. I was the only girl on the job at the time so I had to keep my thoughts to myself until my girl came in to work. As soon as she did, she said the same thing I said to myself. He’s hot. I remember at one point we had just gotten out of a rush and I went to step out for a smoke break and as soon as I did, more customers came. I started coming back and he stopped me and said he saw i was trying to go on a smoke break and that he could take my spot until I got back. So I went back outside and got on my phone and went straight to Snapchat. I had a private story for behind the scenes at my work and goofy stuff going on there, so I started recording myself talking ab how nice and hot and amazing this dude is. I go back inside and we start talking and towards the end of my shift (he was off at the same time) he asked me if I could give him a ride home after work (which is also a normal thing for the people who worked at my store so I normally gave rides home anyways). Of course I agreed and we went to his house, might I mention is coincidentally a literal minute walk from my home, and he invited me inside to smoke to thank me for the ride. Usually I don’t waltz into strangers homes, but I’m pretty good at reading people and their intentions, plus he’s a good longtime manager at the other store and some of my coworkers knew him and told me ab him. We chill for an hour or two. The first thing he tells me is that he noticed my lanyard with my keys on it and a bunch of keychains and said that when he saw them, that was the final push and he knew he had to talk to me. So we chatted ab each keychain and I let him “inspect” them. After a while I went home, I received his Snapchat and as soon as I got home I got a message from him saying how he really liked hanging out w me and wanted to hang out again soon. I was there the next day 😅 and probably the next day again. I brought my best friend to meet him and we all hung out for a night and we went home and discussed what she thought of him.

Its been like two weeks since I’ve written that last part. We’re still seeing each other. Still no labels, but still no problem w me though. He’s made comments that sound pretty exclusive to me and im not seeing anyone else so its all good right now. Plus im usually w him so I don’t think he’s talking to anyone else either 😅😅 my birthday just passed and he got me some really cute shirts of some shows we like to watch together. He said that was only half the gift and I still dont know what the other half is😩 I had some free movie tickets so on his day off we went to the movies. Both of us hadnt been to a theater in a while so it was a fun experience.

Im a little annoyed w him rn though. Not annoyed just liked a little frustrated. Bc I understand, but then again like I could’ve been contacted lol so basically he asked me to come over after he got off work and went to the gym and hung w his buddy. Which is normal so I agreed. I was texting him until like 2 hours after he said he wanted me earlier and them I stopped getting replies until like an hour ago bc he fell asleep. I haven’t slept at all bc I waited but then it was just time for me to do stuff instead of just wait. So im a little cranky rn, also on my period and that’s definitely not helping. Omfg I just remembered this one day but I think it’s a bit too nsfw💀 let’s not get into that.

Anyways, I really hope he doesn’t see me as temporary. Like short term flings are a no from me. Ig at this point it’s too late to turn back but still 🥲 every time his name pops up on my phone my heart literally skips and my stomach has caged butterflies. Im not as self conscious around him as I normally would be. I still am a little bit mostly bc I just wanna look my best for him a lot of the time. He still appreciates my sweatpants and hoodies, but I like to be a tease sometimes with my outfits. He’s a skinny boy and im kinda curvy so im like bigger ish but he’s taller so it like makes up the difference. And somehow i dont die of embarrassment standing next to him.

Anyways he’s just so pretty and nice and makes me feel good and I just wanted to rant ab him. Who knows, maybe if he likes me back then we can look back at this in the future 😌 positive thinking 🫶

[hellsfirekeepsyouwarm]

"Little Things"

So im not sure about this one, i wrestled with this request, despite it was a really simple a cute idea. I love them both but gosh it's hard to write both in one fic. It was requested by Anon, so please, if you aren't satisfied with this, i had another idea for this, s if you would like to read that to, let me know.

Frank Castle x Reader (a faint Matt Murdock X Reader)

Warnings: None i think, but let me know if something should be here

Request: "Please could you write a frank x reader where frank doesn't realise he loves her until matt hints at it? he doesn't realise all the little things he does for her until its pointed out. pretty please, if you get time, your writing is amazing btw!"

Matt wasn't sure that this is the right thing to do. He dressed casually, without his cane, in case someone would recognize Frank. The only thing he's here is you. You asked him to be there, and help. Plus Frank promised info he needs about Fisk. So here he is, outside of the lovely old diner that smells like centuries old oil and cholesterol. Whatever that smells like. He's nervous beyond the reasonable, but he counts it as a meeting with the most wanted criminal at the moment in New York, who happens to be with his long time friend he loves and cherries too much. He can't remember when it happened, when did you decided to try this dangerous path, while you had simpler and nicer route in life. Maybe that's the thing. You don't like simple.

He steps in, hands in the pocket of his jacket, hearing your soft whisper at the back corner, probably a suitable blind spot for someone who is on the run. He walks over with confidence, acts like a normal guy, who just here to meet his friends for an unhealthy dinner, drink a hot tasteless coffee, have a chat. He can feel your heartbeat spike when you see him, checking him out quickly before you plaster big a smile on your face. You are grateful for him, that he's here, and overall he's your friend. But he knows that this smile is a halfhearted gesture. The tension in your body is unbearable, even for him, and he can take a lot. Might be the fact it's you, and he's more sensitive about his friends than himself.

"Oh my gosh it's so good to see you." You stand up from the booth, you hands leaving another persons skin with a soothing motion. He can't concentrate on Frank much more, you take up every senses he's got while you jump on him with a bear hug. "I missed you" You whisper.

"You know, you could send some smoke signals, or send a text that you are okay." He has more of an edge, but you understand. You got lost in the life of a wanted man, and it mad everything difficult. Even being in touch with him, and the others.

"I know, 'm sorry." Voice muffled in his jacket, laced with guilt and overflowing care. You let go of him, and sit back next to Frank, who's eyes never left Matt's figure. Matt can feel the hostile stare, but doesn't take it personally. It's Frank's nature, and to be honest, he would do the same.

The silence is a bit too much, but neither Matt or Frank tries to break it. They perfected the heavy quietness, but you are not taking it very well, and you hate both of them for loving this method so much. They mastered it as a weapon and defense mechanism, and now they can't say shit because that means one of them have to cave in. And of course that's not a freaking option.

You don't know what to say, and that creates a bubble in your chest, coming up with a deep groan you cannot stop. Attention turns to you, and it's good enough. At least they snapped out of their intimidation game.

"So. I wouldn't ask for anything if it wouldn't be that important"

"Russians. I need intel on the Russians." Frank continues, and you send a nasty look in his direction. You agreed that you will be the one talking.

"What intel?" Matt turns to Frank, eyes moving rapidly between you, waiting for a response.

"Anything. Who's the big fish, who does the dirty job, what business they're doing." You take back the leash, trying to signal Frank to leave it to you.

Matt brows furrow at your words, not believing you are the one asking. Shit what mess you gotten yourself into.

"Why?"

"I have eyes on a priest. He was at Russian territory, wanna know what his connection to them." Matt can feel the daggers you are shooting at Frank, he almost wants to laugh at it, how ridiculously chaotic and well forged your dynamic with Castle.

Matt wants to speak, but he can feel the breeze with the waitress, a freshly brewed coffee in her hands. That's when your breath hitches, the nervous habit you do when you try to hold back something. This little thing always signaled that you are lying or keeping back something, he never ever had to listen to you heartbeat.

You smile at the kind face, leaning back to Frank, you denim jacket grazing with Frank's leather coat. Your back against him, body turned outwards to the waitress.

"Hello darling, would you like some coffee?" She asks, and you nod happily, pushing your mug closer to the edge of the table. "That would be nice, thank you." She pours for you, Frank waves, the previous brew still in his mug.

"Can i bring something for you my dear?" Matt can feel her eyes on him, so he turns, a charming smile plastered on his features. "No thank you, i'm okay." The lady nods before leaving the table.

You shift your body back, but your arm still touches Frank's, staying closer this time. Frank doesn't mind, he's not moving away, he stays where he is.

Your heart beating madly, and Frank's matching yours like a perfect puzzle piece. You are talking, but Matt only hears the noisy beating he can't figure out.

"Matt?" You reach for his hands, warm fingers connecting his cold hand, bringing him back from his mind palace. Heat starts to radiate of off Frank like he's burning in the middle of a bonfire.

"I need couple of nights, see what they are up to. I can't promise anything."

"Right, right. Thank you Matt, really." You squeeze his hand before sliding your fingers back around your steaming mug.

"Do i want to know what you are up to?" Matt asks staring ahead, for a moment you aren't sure who he's asking, but Frank does seem to know.

"Better for you if you don't know." Frank says, his right arm stretching out up in the air, landing with a soft huff behind your neck on the back-rest. He gives you a better position to just scoop in the perfect curve of his side, and it's so tempting, warming up yourself with his body heat, that seems to never wear off. You glance at his side profile, jaw pressed together, a light reminder of a gash on his eyebrow, little hairs missing where the scar healed.

"Yeah, that's what i thought." Matt sounds a little sour, but you try not to take it too badly. You and Frank did favors for him before, that's the only reason you even considered asking for his help.

Your mind wanders off, remembering all the things you went through with these two men. Frank arms softly slides down on your shoulder, warmness flushing your cheeks, suddenly the air is suffocating you with the close proximity. Trembling hands reaching for the coffee, you are so caught up with your body touching his, you forget how to function. Your fingers can't grasp the mug properly, and it almost slips out of your hand, Frank manages to catch your hand attached poorly with the mug. That makes you jump a little, still confused what happened, knocking down the spoon you shoveled tons of sugar into the black drink.

"Shit" You murmur, irritated with you own silliness, having a ridiculous high school level crush on Frank. You bend down for the item, feeling Frank shift next to you.

If you could, you would have spent the next 10 minutes at least in that position, so you could just hide from the two men. A air between the three of you is thick and uncomfortable, mostly because Frank and Matt, the living breathing connection is you for them.

When you lift yourself back to the seat Franks arm that rested behind you is now in front of you, grabbing the edge o the table you were grabbing onto to support your weight. He only moves away when you are upright again.

A couple drop of coffee stains the table along with the sleeve of your hoodie under your denim jacket.

You sigh, hating the feeling of wetness on your clothing, touching your bare skin under it. "Urgh, i'll be right back." You say, giving Frank a warning look before excusing yourself to the bathroom.

Frank's gaze lingers on you on your whole journey to the short walk to the restroom, eyes never leaving the door you disappeared behind. He will watch that door until you emerge again.

"You love her, don't you?" Matt can sense Frank shift in his seat, heart picking up a faster pace. He won't react. At least verbally,his body betrayed him the moment Matt stepped to the booth they were seated. And it continuous to betray him since that moment.

"How did you put that together, huh?" Frank pinches the bridge of his nose, takes an aggressive inhale, a nervous habit he does too much.

"You've been in physical contact with her since i arrived, your body is leaned forward, shielding her from the window, when she bent down, you grabbed the edge of the table. You know she would have hurt herself by bumping into it, she always does."

Frank is more than speechless. And annoyed. "You done?"

"No." Matt knows Frank will do everything in his power to protect you, but he feels the need to let him know, he will do the exact same. "Don't mess this up Castle. She's..."

"I know." Frank stops the sentence, knowing very well what Matt means.

"She might forgive you, but i won't if anything happens to her." Matt is dead serious, and Frank can tell. It's not a threat, it's a promise.

Frank's breaths changes, his body readjusting in the narrow space the booth gives him, and second later you are back next to him. Frank tries to act normal, but you can tell he had a somewhat unpleasant talk with Matt.

"Everything good?" You ask in hopes of an honest answer.

"Peachy." Frank says with an obvious sarcasm.

Matt slides out of the outdated booth, pulling the baseball cap on his head close to his sunglasses.

"You leaving already?" You aren't trying to hide the disappointment in your voice. You wanted more time with him. He turns your way, a faint smile on his face.

"Don't be a stranger." That's all he says before leaving with confident steps out of the little diner. He still hears you interrogate Castle, when he steppes out of the oily smelling space to the fresh winter air.