#he’s protecting me and that’s not a trap being laid he wants u 2 think about how intensely u all have attacked me and not a single thing has

[visuallanguagerhianna]

On the left side I have compiled my projections, on the right are the slides before projections to provide a reference for how different the projection can be compared to the projection. These were projected onto a white wall in a dark room, using a carousel projector.

For these projections, I wanted to focus on the ‘trapped’ side of my theme, the items that have a lock on us, the mental strain it can put us under. I brought in various materials, such as; spiderweb lace, pens, tinsel, loofa material, acetate, and red pattern fabric.

1) The first one, the pair of socks, I used a green pen and tinsel. I was curious to see how the shiny, silver tinsel would react when projected. The green pen came out a little less opaque than I was hoping for but it is still visible so I’m still happy. There is less contrast in the projection than the slide piece but that was to be expected. The tinsel came out really bold which is great, as I used it to resemble the messy, tied up nature of significance. The green circles are a symbol of scent, “smelly socks”, typical of old socks being hung onto despite their use being over. Sometimes we hang onto things for personal reasons such as favourites, or we don’t want to spend the money, and therefore put pressure on the significance of the socks being the only ones to have.

2) I found this slide of some sort of pottery maker (possibly), and felt it had a somber look to him. The slouch, the lines under their eyes, the lack of colour yet high contrast in the tone is what leads me to believe this. So, using my red fabric I laid it over him to resemble that he is perhaps stuck, maybe to his craft, or possibly this is his getaway to wind down after being stuck somewhere else. I would have liked the red to come through, however I think it’s still effective in conveying my ideas. These look really nice back to back, two sides to a coin vibe.

3) Something we don’t notice how our homes can trap us. We are tied to this place of rest, whether that be money, status, family, disability, contract etc, this builds significance. This is where we can often feel protective, or even resentful towards the house. Humans often have the primal urge to explore and wander, although our home can prevent this as we have to come back to it. This sense of responsibility holding us back from new experiences. Pulling us back to continue it’s maintenance and protections. Seeing this slide, of the man flying away with the bird, which are often seen as a symbol for freedom, is how I interpreted it. Trying to get away, while the black arms reach out in desperation to bring them back. I used black spiderweb patterned lace, layered it over the slide, to create this projection. I really like how it came out, I think it represents my theme nicely, and the photo and fabric flow well together.

4) I waned to take this slide of someone happily sitting in their busy room, and contrast it with something a little more sinister. I drew over the persons face with a black marker, then added the red lines around them using a red marker. I wanted to create a scenario where even though the picture has warm, happy tones with smiling characters, something is wrong. The red lines are to signify danger, as red is a universal colour for danger. As though the surroundings were not a safe as they look. The room is busy and cluttered, in a hoarding situation this can be dangerous, in case a fire breaks out, items fall over, trip hazards and more. The face is to look horrified, almost in anguish at their situation. I’m glad the pen here is less opaque, so the background behind the red lines and the smile behind the black features can still be seen. I think this make it feel even more sinister, as sometimes we mask out feelings too well, that no one notices the pain behind the smile. Maybe we hide it from ourselves too.

5) This one is a little more subtle, at least with contrast and business. The lines represent how we can be connected to what’s around us, being busy with out work making tied down, slouching into it, losing our individuality and becoming one with the inanimate object. Depersonalising us, striping us down to the bare minimum like a basic machine. I like how rustic this piece came out when projected, the colours washed out to make it look more old timey, as though this charade has gone on for a long time.

(Continued on next post)

[elysianslove]

Hey, hey, hey I just saw your post of hc boys having a beautiful s/o with dimples and I loved it, so can I please request one with Suna, Ushijima, Kuroo Please, you can ignore this if you want Bye!!

i didn’t expect people to love those headcanons so much but i’m glad!!! i hope you like these <3

i’ve written these same headcanons for other haikyuu boys too: you can find them in my masterlist! 

suna rinatarō

part 2 of it’s illegal to look at you two cause you’re both just that pretty

suna is painfully aware of how beautiful you are, and suna is incredibly smug about it, to the point that it’s almost annoying

you’re always being posted on his stories and on his instagram. he likes to show you off, absolutely, but he also loves to rub it in people’s faces lmfao. he’ll take any and all types of pictures, ones of you alone with the sunset highlighting your face, you across the table from him on a date, some ramen halfway through your mouth, a selfie of the two of you where his hand’s resting around your throat 

you can’t convince me suna doesn’t know how to do makeup. at the very least, eyeliner. he will put it on you, just to have fun, cup your chin in his hand when he’s done and say some shit like, “ain’t my baby pretty?” that’ll have your stomach reeling cause wtf you can’t just!!! say something like that!!! with an expression like that!!! 

nine times out of ten he’s the one flustering you, especially when you dress up and go all out for him. 

but it’s actually when you’re most casual that his breath’s like completely stolen from him. he doesn’t know why but seeing your natural hair a little messy, barefaced aside cherry chapstick on your lips and your cheeks naturally red, your clothes completely casual, either some sweatpants or jeans and a sweatshirt, or if you’re a girl, some tennis skirt or sundress you found in your closet. it’s not that it looks like you put in no effort. it’s more that you don’t need to put in any effort and yet, here you are, looking absolutely breathtaking 

listen, like i said, suna knows you’re beautiful. he’s aware that you’re pretty, you really don’t have to tell him. he can look at your face all day. but it just really, really ticks him off when people say it to him like he doesn’t know. his love language isn’t very explicit or loud, so to an outsider, he seems unaffectionate, but that really isn’t the case. 

he hates when people assume he’s taking you for granted, because really, there’s nothing he appreciates more, nothing he’s more thankful for, nothing he loves more, than you. 

i like to think suna thinks he knows everything about you, he’s so laid back and confident in himself and then he sees you smile so brightly once and he’s like what the hell hold up??? you have dimples???? and then he repeatedly makes you smile till your cheeks hurt, and he’ll be giggling stupidly while poking at them omg

probably tells you to pierce them at some point honestly 

but he adores them so much and whenever he sees you smile really brightly he kinda sighs dreamily and his shoulders sag a little and he smiles ever the slightest he is head over heels with you on god 

ushijima wakatoshi 

ushijima considers you being beautiful not an opinion, but a straight up fact. like he will argue with anyone to the death that disagrees. he’ll just be like 😐are u blind tf 

i don’t think he’s possessive about it, honestly. if anything, he’s sort of really proud at how everyone is so infatuated with you. not for himself and for scoring you, but genuinely he’s happy for you, for getting all this appreciation 

that being said, he is insanely protective over you. yeah he likes that people always have to do a double take when looking at you cause woah! but don’t look for too long. he knows it tends to make you uncomfortable, and it makes him uncomfortable too. 

he has you as his lockscreen and he always smiles so lovingly when he reaches for his phone. don’t ask him to check the time on his phone he will get sidetracked and end up staring at his s/o’s photo for far too long. 

he also really loves complimenting you, and one of his nicknames for you is literally “beautiful.” 

omg he’ll be waiting for you, sitting on your bed, as you change into an outfit for your date with him and when you come out he looks up and just smiles and gives you a thumbs up, and says, “perfect, as always, my love.” oh my god. 

and whenever you two are alone ushijima turns 100% softer, like he genuinely just melts with you, especially when you’re cuddling him in bed and he’s just trapping you in his arms. that’s when he admires you most, with his face so close to yours. he loves to just trace your features, kissing your lips, whispering against them how he’s so lucky and you’re so pretty

it’s at a moment like that one that he notices your dimples for the first time. he’s just admiring you up-close and he accidentally tickles you so you laugh and squirm and his eyes go wide, and he looks in awe, and in the softest voice ever as he traces at the indentations, “that’s so cute.” like his voice is so low and so soft and he sounds so in love because he is so in love 

his new wallpaper is now you, but smiling brightly enough that your dimples show 

kuroo tetsurō

i stand by the statement that kuroo is an absolute dork around his crush. will probably embarrass himself multiple times in front of you. and the fact that you’re as beautiful as you are? it makes it ten times worse. like your eyes. why are they so pretty. what are words. why isn’t his brain working

okay but as your boyfriend, he’s so annoying. greets you every morning in the loudest voice ever, “how is my most beautiful, most gorgeous, most favorite person ever doing on this fine morning!” 

pick up lines. always. never ending. he sends them to you on text, instead of a cute good morning text like normal boyfriends would do. so you wake up and instead of seeing “good morning beautiful 💖” you see “are you a parking ticket? cause you’ve got fine written all over you” like kuroo baby that is so overused 

he still does it though 

also posts you just as much as suna but they’re all really chaotic pictures. things like him taking a photo in the dark with the flash on, his entire hand just covering your face, or he’ll take a picture of you as you’re choking on some food and probably make a sex joke out of it on his snapchat too. or just a picture of you sleeping really peacefully on his chest but in the frame you can also see a marker uncapped, and everybody’s comments are always like “kuroo no!” but he’s always like “too late rip”

he might not seem like it, but he is possessive. like he seems really laidback, and it’s not that he doesn’t trust you, or that he doesn’t think you can handle yourself either, because neither are true. it’s more that he doesn’t trust other people, especially because he knows how beautiful you are and how even if he’s with you people come up and shamelessly ask for you number. it’s why he’s as possessive as he is. he’s definitely gotten you a necklace with his initials on it at some point too

kuroo is always making you laugh, so him discovering you have dimples comes pretty early on. when he made you laugh hard enough that your dimples appeared, he just chuckled to himself, grabbed your face and squished it and in a higher pitched voice went “so cute!” 

now every time they appear he does that. he has to grab your face, and a lot of the times, he kisses your cheek too. not a light peck, nah, a big, wet smooch like mwah baby couldn’t resist hehe

[ughhheragain]

Driven crazy | c.e. | HC

•• ask - i want to request Chris getting jealous&overprotective over his younger costar; he would notice how guys would always check her out even if they were with their girlfriends. He complains abt it to the other cast members & they tease him saying hes jealous but he just says hes overprotective since shes younger. She oblivious to the stares she gets&one day Chris kinda yells at her about it?? but like huh why is it her fault and hes yells out “well why do you have to be so beautiful all time!"

•• warnings : i actually made a second ending with a twist so lemme know if u want more ;)

• this movie was the first that would allow you to play alongside amazing and experienced actors such as Chris Evans and Ben Affleck

• now, of course the first few days on set were quite nerve wracking given that everyone already seemed to know each other pretty well

• but Chris as down-to-earth as he is didn’t waste any time to come introduce himself to you and show you around since he had the occasion to shoot a few scenes already

• he was pretty impressed how far you’ve had come already given your young age and that progressively pushed him to want to protect you

• as the day passed, he noticed how the guys on set would look at you, with desire in their eyes and that would start to trigger him a bit

• at first he’d remain silent, thinking that it wasn’t his place to say something because you didn’t owe him anything after all

• but, comments and comments would progressively add up and that would start to affect him

• even more given that you seemed to be completely oblivious to them, always acting all innocent and shit and that would drive him crazy

• on one afternoon, he eventually got fed up and went to meet his co-stars in the lunch room

• asking them to be serious for a second because there was something he needed to get out of his chest to get this over with

"Alright, so that’s about Y/N."

"Oh, Y/N," one would say which initiated the others to chuckle in unison, making Chris even more frustrated than he already was.

"Yes, Y/N," he had said which such a stern tone that everyone got silent. "I don’t like how you all look at her like she’s a piece of meat."

"Oh, you’re jealous?" "How cute, Evans got a new prey," another one would say which made his blood boil at the sound of the term the guy had used.

"Oh, come on Jim, you got a girlfriend for fuck’s sake and so do you Doug," Chris exclaimed but didn’t seem to make much impression on the guys who were still cracking inside jokes. "You can have her if you want, Evans. She’s all yours."

"Yes, promise we won’t lay a finger on her."

"The fuck you won’t, yes."

"Hey, hey there, no need to be agressive pal, we got it, you wanna have her all to yourself, we’ll respect that." At this point, Chris was fed up with their seemingly unreceptive attitudes.

"Good. And it’s not like that, she’s just- too young to be treated like that. Someone has to protect her," Chris let out which surprised himself.

"Ah, and that someone is you, right Captain?" his co-star joked but Chris was already leaving the room, clearly upset, "Oh, fuck off Jim."

• all he wanted to do in those situation was to grab you by the arm and drag you into his trailer and just let it all out

• tell you how upsetting it was to see this perfectly innocent look you’d always stick on your face when people would compliment you

• tell you that he had noticed how you’d glance at him knowing damn well what you were doing to him

• because ofc you had noticed his jaw clench and his arms cross on top of each other when you’d get compliments by all those men

• and you might have been enjoying it a little? maybe too much?

• the comments about your body, the makeup you’d have on that day or the clothes you would be wearing would put him in such a bad mood and he’d find himself clenching his jaw and fists without even realizing

"Ah, look who’s there," Chris heard a cameraman say to another to signal him of your presence. "Damn."

"I know right? Look at those legs."

• now Chris had also heard the guys and had turned around mid-task to witness you walking to your trailer in the fancy black dress you had been dreaming and waiting to wear for years

• but that’s at the sound of this words that Chris finally had had enough and just lost it

• he let go of whatever he was supposed to be doing at that moment and made his way to your trailer

• once he got at your door, he stopped to knock, almost impatient to just vent it all out to you

"Come in," you said with a sweet voice as you were looking at your reflection, trying to see if your makeup needed any final touches.

"We need to talk," Chris announced with a serious tone that made you turn around within a second to face him. He was visibly upset given his arms crossed on his chest as he was leaning against the wall.

• curious to hear what was so important to say that he had taken the time for a one-on-one meeting, you got up and walked closer to face him properly, ready to listen

"Sure, what’s up, Chris? Did i do something wrong?"

• the way you said his name almost made him forget his train of thought but the way you asked what you had done wrong so innocently helped putting him back on track

"This."

"This?"

"Yes! you always do that thing where you act so innocent and oblivious to things that are about you."

• at that point you were confused, like really

"Chris? I really don’t know what you’re talking about here."

"For real? Don’t you see that they want you? Are you really that stupid? It’s blatant and yet you don’t see it?"

"I- uh- well, is it my fucking fault though?" at this point you also had had enough because women being sexualized from a young age had always been a revolting and infuriating subject that you were trying to battle against day after day so this being brought up had just led you to snap, which took Chris by surprise but wasn’t enough to keep him from saying the next words.

"Well, why do you have to be so fucking beautiful all the time? - If you didn’t look like that then they wouldn’t look!"

• oh boy

"Is my fault if men just can’t keep it in their fucking pants? For real Chris this is disappointing, if I knew that that’s how you think then I would never-" you said about to turn around in disbelief but a firm but gentle grip on your forearm stopped you mid-track.

"Wait, I’m sorry, that’s not what I meant. At all. It’s not your fault at all I just said the wrong things but i’ve just been on the edge lately," Chris admitted as he locked his gaze in yours and regret could be detected in his eyes which made it impossible for you to be angry at him.

"Here," he added in the lowest but also most reassuring voice you’d heard in a long time, before pulling you into his arms.

• the hug was amazing you couldn’t deny that

• there was something about being enveloped in such big arms that were soothing and made you feel at peace as if you were shielded from any negativity our world holds

"Again, I’m sorry," he whispered as he laid a kiss on the top of your head before bringing back another subject with a giddy smile on, "And by the way, what was it that you were about to say back then?"

🦋 Alternative ending (might make a smutty part 2 for it just let me know!)

"We need to talk," Chris announced with a serious tone that made you turn around immediately to face him. He was visibly upset given his arms crossed on his chest as he was leaning against a wall.

• curious to hear what was so important to say that he had taken the time for a one-on-one meeting, you got up and walked closer to face him properly, ready to listen

"Sure, what’s up, Chris? Did i do something wrong?"

• the way you said his name almost made him forget his train of thought but the way you asked what you had done wrong so innocently helped putting him back on track

"This."

"This?"

"Yes! you always do that thing where you act so innocent and oblivious to things that are about you."

• at that point you were confused

"What are you talking about?"

"Don’t you see how the guys talk to you? about you? the way they fucking look at you?"

"I-I’ve never really gave it any attention to be honest," you had declared knowing damn well what reaction you were about to get from him.

• and boy you were right

"Really? Are you fucking kidding me? Don’t you think I’ve noticed how you glance at me when they’re all drooling over you?"

• you had chosen to remain silent and instead raise a brow and look him up and down with a defying smirk forming on your lips

• that was the last straw

• Chris marked a pause to look you straight in the eyes, trying to see if you were being serious or if he had lost his damn mind

• the boy was done with all these emotions fr

• that’s when you had decided to bite your lower lip that he understood what you were doing

• so he took a step closer to you and he immediately looked more intimidating than usual but you weren’t about to let him know

"So think that this game’s funny? Playing with my mind like that amuses you? That’s your thing, you’re the kind who like to tease, uh?"

• at each words, he’d take a step forward and you backwards until you’d finally hit the wall against you, trapping you between it and Chris’s body

"Come on, now, say something now that you have what you wanted," he said with a deep voice that sent shivers down your spine.

• his face was now so close to yours you could feel his breath

• but, this little distance had made you unable to speak and his eyes now had that dark tone that turned you on but also intimidated you so fucking much

"Cat’s got your tongue now?"

"I-I don’t know what you want me to say, Chris," admitting that made you frustrated because now Chris knew how he made you feel and that gave him power over you and you both knew it.

• and you were fucked

• but then, you felt his hand find its way to the side of your neck while his other arm hovered over you, allowing him to lean over you and support himself on the wall as well

"Then don’t say anything and let me lead cause I’ll give you something to say."

[hideawayintheimaginationworld]

Alec is out late with friends on a weekend and he gets a text from Fetch to come home because Lefty is worried about him but won't text him himself because he doesn't want to come off as too controlling.

Tym 2 come hom

Alec didn’t initially understand the wording, he knew it was Fetch based on the strange texting language, he also didn’t understand why Fetch had texted him in particular, yes Fetch was synced to everyone's phone and would text them if necessary but he mainly communicated with Greg and Lefty.

His phone then received another message:

U need 2 come hom

Was Fetch asking him to come home?

He did see the time on his phone screen said 10:45 pm, he had been given permission by Lefty to go to the movies with some boys from school, the movie ended a while ago and Alec had decided to grab something to eat, he was just sitting inside the fast food place after eating just using the WiFi to watch videos on his phone.

Now Fetch was texting him.

Fetch had only texted him three times before, once because Fetch couldn’t get in touch with Greg, unaware Greg's phone battery died earlier.

RU on UR way now Alec?

Alec stood up, he had already decided it was time to go home but he decided to respond to Fetch first:

I'll be home in twenty minutes

Fetch responded:

C U soon

Alec checked the time before he went inside the house, he knew Lefty wasn’t particularly about curfews but Lefty did say before for everyone, which included himself, Ralpho, Sarah, Millie, Pete, Oscar, Stanley, Matt and everyone else, that it was a good idea to not be out of the property after midnight. The reason being that there were threats Lefty hadn’t captured yet, like Funtime Freddy, Alec hadn’t seen him aside from pictures but Lefty warned him enough that Funtime Freddy could potentially be stalking Millie and might be coming to watch the house after midnight for an opportunity to grab someone.

Creatures like Plushtrap, Eleanor, and Foxy were also problematic, and the reasons why the doors were impossible to break complete with multiple locks that would give enough time for Lefty to get a spell ready to repel them.

Nothing bad had happened so far, Lefty did say he was certain Eleanor showed up a few nights ago because Fetch kept barking at the window and Lefty saw a tall figure running down the street, obviously spooked by Fetch barking.

Alec pushed the door open, then closed it behind him, he immediately saw in the living room, Lefty was sitting on the sofa, and Fetch was next to him, he appeared to be asleep.

Lefty looked over at him, “Oh you're home...”

“Yes, I live here.”

“I just didn’t know when you would be coming home, that's all,” Lefty answered.

“Fetch texted me to come home,” Alec told him.

“I didn’t notice that he did,” Lefty looked at the dog who was at his side, Fetch slowly opened one of his eyes and looked at Alec.

Alec's phone buzzed, he figured Fetch had chimed in with something and looked at what he said:

Lefty was worried abt U

Alec nodded, Fetch then added on:

He won’t admit

Lefty don’t wna ctrl U

Alec interpreted that as Lefty wanting to let him have freedoms but not wanting him to get hurt by those freedoms.

He noticed from the very first time he met him that even with him unaware who he was, he saw Lefty was trying to protect Helpy from a potential threat. Then when Alec said who he was, Lefty was always looking out for him, at the time Alec was a two-foot Lonely Freddy and could disappear into the vents, Alec even got trapped in a pipe once after he fell into it and it wasn’t fun, Lefty did pull him out when he found him. Lefty was not just looking out for him, but protecting him like how a parent would.

Alec did realise after he was put back into his body that the family life he thought he wanted for several months wasn’t the one he needed.

That was months ago, and Hazel had followed him to this new life with Lefty and the others.

Lefty was still sort of new to being a parent, technically he had eight kids to watch out for, him and his sister included.

“You know if you want me to come home, just text me,” Alec said to Lefty, he didn't want Lefty to worry about him.

“Well, you know what I said... don’t be outside after midnight.”

The whole midnight thing wasn’t as much of a curfew as it was a safety rule, Alec was fine to follow any rules Lefty had because they weren’t unreasonable, Lefty expected him to do homework and chores but he was okay when Alec wanted to take a break, play games and go out for the afternoon, Lefty had never fought with him or scolded him.

“I wouldn’t,” Alec answered, “Because I know you don’t me to get hurt.”

“I don’t want anyone in this house hurt,” Lefty seemed to correct him.

“Not even Matt?”

Alec had spoken the name of an adult man they recently met, Alec knew Lefty was having arguments with Matt regularly but they seem to be less now.

“Me and Matt are establishing a better relationship,” Lefty explained, “He's starting to break a lot of bad habits, I think Spring could also to be thanked for that, I mean yes what happened wasn’t nice but it was a wake-up call, and in a way... everyone here has had some sort of wake up call.”

Alec felt like he had two wake-up calls:

When he realised Hazel wasn’t a manipulative brat, and when he realised he was a lot happier when Lefty was filling the parent role better than his own parents.

“Regardless no one in my opinion deserves to be attacked by a rogue robot.”

“What about the people created Lonely Freddy?”

“Well... I already showed those people their actions have consequences and Karma's a bitch.”

“Well, you are Karma then.”

Lefty chuckled at that, “I guess I am.”

“So not grounded for being out past eleven?”

Lefty shook his head, “Alec, I don’t really ground anyone, you know that but I'd like you to go to bed now, you need to have at least 9 and half hours of sleep.”

Lefty didn't particularly enforce an exact time for sleep, he did however liked everyone to be asleep by eleven, and he said Hazel and Chuck should have about 10 hours of sleep.

Alec nodded, “Okay, goodnight dad.”

Alec did occasionally call him Dad but not always, Lefty wouldn't force it, Alec never saw how Lefty would smile when he heard that.

“Goodnight Alec...” Lefty responded as Alec disappeared upstairs out of view.

Lefty looked at Fetch, who turned his head to him and gave him the innocent look like he did nothing wrong, he gave that look yesterday when he tracked in mud on the kitchen floor.

Lefty saw Fetch had sent him a message on his phone.

U need 2 jus communicate wn U'D lk him 2be hom

“I guess I need to do that... I mean... he's legally my kid now, heck I even considered him my kid long before, I put in the effort that his real parents never did,” Lefty said, ”I don't want to come off as controlling, however.”

I nvr met Alec's M&D but dey don’t sound gd like Greg's, U btr parent 4 them all

“Ian and Meg aren’t the same as Greg's parents...” Lefty told him, “I don’t like talking to Ian or Meg, but I’ve threatened Greg's father saying if he ever hurts him again then he better start running immediately because I won’t be held back this time by anyone.”

Fetch growled at the mention of Greg's father, something they both hated was Greg's father, he then shook his head and yawned.

Bedtime

“Yes, let's go to bed, Alec's back home now, just go to bed, I'm going to have a quick look, make sure everyone is actually asleep,” Lefty stood up from the sofa and went upstairs, Fetch followed behind him.

Lefty checked on Hazel and Ralpho first, he liked her for some reason so he often jumped on her bed while no one else was looking and fell asleep there, he then checked on Sarah and Millie, who were both asleep in their bed. Delilah also was asleep, with her alarm set for eight AM so she could go to work, Stanley, Matt and Spring were asleep.

The boys all were asleep, Alec obviously would still be conscious but his eyes were closed, the only things Lefty noticed was Pete didn’t take off his hat so it was still on his head and Oscar had his phone in his hands, he obviously fell asleep while texting Issac and Raj.

Lefty then snuck to bed, Fetch had already taken his place on the big dog bed in the corner near the door, Lefty walked pass him, he took off his hat and bow tie then laid down, drifting into a dreamless sleep.

That was until Fetch woke him at eight, asking for breakfast like he always did.

[pinkykitten]

Mission Fail

Marvel

Yon-Rogg x starforce! female reader

Warning: violence, blood

Specifics: romance, fighting, one-shot, fluff, race neutral reader, 2 for the price of 1!!!!!!!!!

People: yon-rogg, carol danvers, minerva, some skrull people 

Words: 1,741

Requested: By anon Could you do a Yon-Rogg x reader imagine? Like where the reader goes on a mission with Yon but is then kidnapped, but breaks out and gets back to him. 

and

@fortheloveoflamp Hello! May I please request a Yon-Rogg x reader, where they are very close (and they secretly like each other) but he’s the unemotional robot so the reader doesn’t know. One day she gets injured pretty badly, and he mends her up, being all “you need to be more careful,” type of stuff and ends up spilling the beans by like saying “I need you to stick around” or something along those lines. Not a confession but not a cover-up. And it’s just really cute but also a lil angsty? Thank you so much!!

Authors Note: so i was gonna post yesterday but there was a issue with my house and yada yada yada i couldnt so im sorry for that but im happy i got to post today. my requests r closed atm cuz i wanna do something special for avengers soon so be aware of that when that comes out. also i thought of why not add two requests to 1 fic so i did and this is what came out of that. this is my first yon-rogg fic so i do hope u like it! 

“Do you remember the mission y/n?” Yon-Rogg was persistent in asking you this question. You were more of the rebel of the group and took precautions lightly. 

You groaned as you turned around sassily at Yon-Rogg, “yes commander I heard you like the 40th time. I get what we’re supposed to do.”

“Then I should suspect you do it with excellency and remember to be on the lookout.”

You raised your brow and placed your hands on Yon-Rogg’s arms, “aww are you worried for me? Do I feel an emotion coming on?” Yon-Rogg gives you a stern look of warning and you give up with a sigh. You sit in your seat in the ship and wait till you arrive to the planet. 

Vers and Minerva tried to stealthily motion over to you. Minerva with a knowing look and Vers wearing a smirk on her face. 

“So y/n, you and Yon-Rogg. Whats that all about?” 

“Yeah you two seem so suspicious lately,” Minerva crossed her arms, awaiting an answer. You rolled your eyes, “wouldn’t you two like to know?”

Both of their mouths flew open and you laughed at their expression and idea that there was something between you and the commander. “You guys I’m joking! He’s my commander, my boss, I can’t do that to him. Also, there is nothing going on between us, so whatever fantasy you two have please erase it. Oh and did you guys forget that we’re not allowed to have emotions? Please do be careful with that, especially around him.”

They both looked down seeming sad that the love they thought you two had was a mistake. 

“I still can dream though!” Vers shouted as she ran away before you can disagree with her on that. 

Unknown to you all Yon-Rogg was present and listening to that whole conversation. Why did he feel distraught when you said that your relationship with him was strictly business? He could feel himself drawing further away from the strict rules he was to obey. No emotions. Trying to shake the thought and feeling away he looked at the screen of the monitor. It indicated that they were on the planet. “Alright we’re here! For the good of all Kree! ”

As the whole crew exits the ship everyone spreads out to cover more land and to take in any Skrulls. 

“Okay lets all spread out, you y/n you’ll join me.” Yon-Rogg ordered as he stepped closer to you and grasped your arm. You could hear the chuckle of the other members as they saw how protective Yon-Rogg was over you. 

You felt that same way about him but tried to keep your feelings at bay so as not to have emotions. “As much as I would love to fight with you Commander I think I’m better off by myself.”

Yon-Rogg’s face became of annoyance as he wanted you to stick with him. He was about to intervene and order you some more but you fled the scene and gave the rest of the crew a wave of goodbye.

As you rounded around a huge boulder to get a better view of the Skrulls you paused to check up on them some more. “Finally, now Yon-Rogg can see what I’m capable of.” All this time you wanted to prove to him that you had what it takes to be in the Starfroce.

You took out your gun as you saw the Skrulls more in your vision but as you were about to pull the trigger you heard a rustle of the leaves behind you and saw a Skrull. You stood up quick and you were about to shoot him when another one punched you behind the head and made you go limp. The last thing you heard was the rest of the crew crying out your name, especially Yon-Rogg.

You were taken to a mini base on the planet, just far away from where the ship that you were in parked. 

“We need to get them in a trap. I know for certain they will go after this girl and when they do we will be here,” one of the Skrulls said as he watched the monitor with an evil smirk. 

You were taken captive, your arms and legs were cuffed to a metal bed. You could feel the sting on the back of your head from the punch earlier. “Yep thats gonna need stitches,” you thought as you looked around your settings, trying to find a way out. 

“Oh she’s awake.”

Your brows furrowed and you tried to untie yourself from the cuff, “what do you want with me?” You barked as you snarled to the enemies faces. 

“We don’t want you, we want your leader. We want to make you Kree pay, and be no more!”

You smirked and chuckled, “you think you’ll get rid of us that easily. You’re badly mistaken. We’ll always keep coming and taking you down no matter what. Its what you deserve.”

The Skrull stood quiet, shaking his head, “you don’t know everything.”

“Let me go now!”

The Skrull ignored you and turned around sitting by the monitor. You had to think fast on an escape plan. Seeing that your gun was far away and you were tied you quickly threw that idea away. You saw a guard sitting very close by near you fast asleep. You looked around you and then up and saw the perfect item. You stretched your neck and with your teeth bought the stick down that was atop the shelf above your head. You kept the stick on your mouth but quickly paused when you heard more shuffling of the Skrulls feet. They seemed to not focus on you and walked right by. You continued with your plan. Using the stick you point the stick, with your mouth at the guard and put the stick so that the ring or the chain that the key was on went around the stick. With more than one try you successfully got the key on the stick. You brought it to your hand and used the key to unlock the cuffs. (i know i say stick so many times in this sentence just like bear🐻with me and again im sorry) 

“Yes,” you whispered in victory as you hopped off the bed. You tip toed out of the room but accidentally bumped into a guard. 

“Wha-what do you think you’re doing?”

“Ugh using the bathroom!” You scrambled to your feet and ran as fast as you could. You could hear the guard call to the other Skrulls and soon there were a whole flock of them after you. 

“I wanted to be by myself I said, I wanted to prove myself I said!” Next thing you knew they started shooting their guns at you, left to right. You dodged all the attacks and as you turned a corner your face met with a hard chest. 

“Y/n?” A familiar voice called to you. As you stood up you saw Yon-Rogg. Happy to see him you hug him and whisper his name. You quickly realize that you are not supposed to do that and unwrap yourself from him. Before you could apologize Yon-Rogg grabs your hand and guides you and him out of the battle. More shots are fired and Yon-Rogg stands in your way so if by any chance a blast would hit him instead of you. 

You two make it out and jump into the Starforce ship. 

You were out of breath, holding onto the ships walls for dear life. You could tell Yon-Rogg was angry. “I told you to be with me. Why didn’t you listen?”

You opened your mouth, about to say something when you could see that privacy was not really happening at this moment. Everyone was looking at you two. “I would like to speak with you commander, alone.”

Yon-Rogg nodded as he understood. 

You opened the door to a tiny room with a bed and sat on the bed. 

“Okay, explain,” Yon-Rogg gave the commandment as if he were talking sternly to a little kid. 

“You know I’m not a little child. I get why you are so angry but I had my reasons.”

“Which were?”

You bit your lip and thought about what if you told him the truth, what if he thought you were being naive or stupid? Yon-Rogg sat by you and looked directly into your eyes, “you know you can tell me anything.”

“I just wanted to prove myself to you. I wanted to show you what I was capable of and that I was meant to be on this team. But instead I’ve just made a fool out of myself.” You peered down, disappointed with yourself. 

Yon-Rogg lifted you face up, “Y/n you didn’t need to do any of that stuff. I already knew you were extraordinary. You are meant to be on this team, you’re meant to be here. I had full faith in you.” He gave you a cheerful smile and this led you to want more of him like this, vulnerable. You were seeing a different side of him. Yon-Rogg caught himself before he could go any further and got off the bed and stood up, serious. “Um, well I just, are you okay?”

You were about to nod when you felt the cold feeling of your blood dripping down your neck. You shuddered and touched it with your fingertips. As you brought it to your eyes they were coated with dark, deep red liquid. (yeah thats called blood ms.writer. jeesh!) Yon-Rogg was worried, afraid if you were seriously hurt. “I need to take care of that.”

Yon-Rogg took part of his armor off and collected the first aid kit. He took part of your armor off so you could be comfortable and laid you down to work behind your head. Once he was finished he bandaged you up and sat by the bed while you laid it in, getting better. 

“You need to be more careful.”

Shrugging you give a light chuckle and placed your hand on his arm, “I’ll try next time.”

“I’m serious y/n, we...I need you to stick around.” Yon-Rogg placed his hand on top of yours. Signifying he cares for you, truthfully. You beam with a smile and start to close your eyes, exhausted. Just enjoying the presence of him there beside you and knowing that he will always be there to protect you. 

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[fantroll-purgatory]

Hello again! I hope ya’ll have been doing great. This troll wen through a few revisions in the past and all they need are a few tweaks.

Sup sup sup I am in 😎 a LOT of pain! So to distract myself I’m gonna review this yeehaw.

Planet: Alternia

Name: Lutifi Fintan

Lutifi being a variation of Lutfi meaning kind and gentle in Arabic and Fintan possibly meaning white fire or white bull. According to Irish legend, this name was the name of the only Irish person to survive the great flood. As well as a name given to many Irish saints.

So this was submitted before SA gave us the more useful revision of our template, which means I’m going to have to guess at your troll’s theme. It looks like we have shades of…survival, “eye of the storm” kind of calm? I can run with that!

Age: ~6

Strife Specibus: x2 prongkind; Specifically dualweilding modified Sai’s

Presumably modified to look a little more like the symbol, yes?

Fetch Modus: Bubble modus: It deals with buoyancy with heavier objects sinking to the bottom and lighter objects floating to the top. The catch (pardon the fish pun) is that if you take something out, everything above it is removed from the deck.

Trolltag: The only documented tag I have for them is gaudiloquentAbsolutism which sounds a bit too over dramatic for a troll like him.

Yyyyyeah let me suggest something like pacificContinuity? Gives you that water theme as well as the “I will survive” vibe.

Symbol: A greek looking symbol is the only way I can describe it.

Blood: Fuchsia

That doesn’t seem to track with the character you’ve presented. He would have a number of societal expectations of him (including the one to impress his personal tastes onto other Alternians), would likely be the only one of his kind (with the implication that he would eventually battle the Condesce), and he would need to FEED GL’BGOLYB OR THE ENTIRE PLANET WILL DIE. None of this is the kind of life you can up-and-abandon to be a surfer bro. If you want to pursue him as a fuchsiablood, I would suggest either:

1) He’s run away from being the next Condesce and is choosing to hide out among his fellow surfers (in which case he would most likely either go hemoanon/just swap his clothes out for violet), and feeds losing surfers and their lusii to Gl’bgolyb, thereby further cementing his theme as someone who survives and hides themselves in the eye of the storm. or

2) If I may suggest a tweak to this character, maybe make him a purpleblood who decided to pursue surfing over subjugglation? This would once again mean running away, but given that purplebloods already live close to the ocean and we have at least one example of a very blissed-out purpleblood in the form of pre-breakdown Gamzee, it’s workable!

Quirk: ~~~ he talks kind of like this and surrounds himself with wicked waves with way more surfer lingo dude ~~~

Special Abilities: Other than being one of the best surfers there is not much else.

Lusus: honestly, I think he just left his lusus behind once he reached 5 sweeps just to do his own thing.

Yeah, this once again doesn’t track with being a fuchsiablood, since Gl’bgolyb is a forcibly high-maintenance lusus (aaaaand based on some reasonable guesswork, may not be a lusus at all). If you really want to stick with him as a fuchsiablood, you should probably figure out how he’s worked around that. On the other hand, if he were a purpleblood it’s implied that they are typically amphibious and potentially neglectful, which means a) he could’ve run without a lot of notice and b) he could still potentially run into his lusus out on the waves, brah.

Personality: Despite the whole weight of the royal court on his shoulders, he looks to be one of the most laid back trolls there is. Somewhat like how Cirava is with their whole 2 4 / 7  M O I S T U R E W A V E  C H I L L  B E A T S thing they have going. When things go down, he just goes with the flow of things.

Ehhhhhh I mean. Cirava is definitely 【２４／７　ＭＯＩＳＴＵＲＥＷＡＶＥ　ＣＨＩＬＬ　ＢＥＡＴＳ】 but it’s also implied they dug their own eye out of their face? It’s difficult to be chill on Alternia while maintaining awareness of the political situation, and if Lutifi is a fuchsiablood then that lack of awareness could have serious consequences. Has anyone tried to assassinate him? Are others protecting him so he doesn’t need to be on high alert? How does he make decisions for the planet? Does he just defer to others? If so, what plans are pushed through as a result of that delegation?

If you make him a purpleblood, he can maintain that trait because he’s high enough on the social ladder that he doesn’t have to climb, but low enough that he’s not responsible for important, planet-wide decisions.

Intrests: He does love to surf as well as practice his fighting skills since he hunts for his food. Though he spends most of his time in the water, he has made his home in a cave on the beach and likes to gather trinkets to decorate the walls of the cave.

Once again, this 100000% reads like a purpleblood beach troll to me. If you wanna keep him as a fuchsiablood, maybe the cave is the kind only accessible underwater?

Title: Knight of Breath

I completely agree that this character is a Breath player, but I’m not so certain I agree on the class! I think he might actually be a Thief of Breath? If you want to keep them fuchsiablood, especially, since his grab for freedom will directly limit others’ freedoms.

Land: Land of Liberty and Aether: A bit of a WIP as of now

I mean you’ve already got a pretty good theme going, so I say Land of Storms and Strings! All the consorts are trapped in their homes because of the strings that are tied between multiple doors! 

Dream Planet: Prospit

Yeah that tracks. The redesign would just involve changing colors and removing ears, and you’ve already expressed a desire in the past toward designing your own symbols, so I think I’ll cut Lutifi free now! Hope this helped!

TR

Adding SA’s very relevant addition:

(To add a note to TR’s excellent “this doesn’t read as Fuschia” analysis- that symbol tracks pretty perfectly to the established Bronze Sign Language! Big ol’ circle smack dab in the center.)

[musicallisto]

Hello there! I absolutely love your ships, they are wicked good!! May I please have one for maze runner & divergent? :) INFP. 5'6, long brown curly hair, blue eyes. Wears glasses. Porcelain skin. Pretty quiet around strangers, usually chatty with friends. Def a "lets all get along' kind of person. Curvier figure. Kind. Sarcastic. Protective. Can get jealous. Love to make people laugh. Very caring/loyal. Puts others needs before my own, sometimes to a fault. I hate the heat. I love animals. 1/2

(forgot to say it’s a male ship!) Love just being with friends. Pretty laid back. People come to me for advice/to vent a lot. More of a listener, but will speak my mind/lead when need be. You mess with my friends, you mess with me. I find humor in almost anything. Thank you so much! And if you’re busy please take your time! I totally understand :)

(i no longer do these ships - if you want one, check out the new ship drabbles!) 

I Ship You With…

N E W T

It wasn’t a piece of cake finding someone to ship you with because I thought you would be a perfect match with pretty much every male character in The Maze Runner universe! But I finally settled on Newt because I think your INFP personality would compliment his very well. Your more introverted side would be a great match for his kinda closed off habitual demeanor, and you would temper his sarcasm and cynicism with your kindness and humor. Even if you’re sarcastic yourself, which would be one of the reasons Newt would be drawn to you in the first place - he loves a girl who won’t take no shit from anyone and especially not from him, and who knows a good comeback or two. At first he would be a little hesitant to approach you, given that he’s very insecure and doesn’t remember ever interacting with a girl. He’s afraid you’ll think he’s boring/too brooding and not worthy of your time or something? but he quickly notices that you go out of your way to make him feel at ease, you’re a huge pacificist, and you’re very kind and compassionate. Those are also qualities that make Newt fall in love with you over the days. He just loves how you are the only person who’ll make him genuinely laugh. Minho used to, but he’s grown tired of his sarcastic, witty comments after being around the Asian boy for so much time, so your new kind of humor is like a breath of fresh air to the face after being trapped for so long with Minho’s usual cynicism and innuendos. He would love to hear you talk, given that he is more of a listener himself despite his role of a leader he more or less had to endorse in the Maze before Thomas arrived, and your voice would actually soothe him, even if you’re talking nonsense or telling him about that super super cute cat you saw the other day in the street. Talking about animals, it’s canon that Newt used to have a dog before he and Lizzie were taken by WICKED, so I’m sure some of that animal-loving instinct would remain deep down in his memory, despite not remembering anything about his childhood furry companion. And because we’re in a timeline in which everyone survives and makes it to the Safe Haven with no damage (shh I still can’t cope), you two would definitely adopt a dog after everything is over and you can go back to some kind of tranquility. All the other Gladers would fall in love with your “son”, as they like to call him, and would want to hang out at your house with you only to spend time with him and pet him, like they’re all literally whipped tbh (especially Minho who insisted that you name your dog after him… needless to say, that did NOT happen). But you forgive them because you’re both whipped to the dog too, and whipped to each other as well ;)

U R I A H   P E D R A D

I ship you with Uriah! I hesitated with Caleb at first but I think you would be a better match with Uriah thanks to his happy-go-lucky, funny personality, and being with the righteous, serious Caleb might be a little boring for you. He would always find a way to make you laugh and help you wind down after a stressful day at the Dauntless training. I can see you being an Amity born but choosing Dauntless because you secretly crave adventure and want to see wildly different horizons, and your family is pretty much distressed when they see you slice your palm and let the blood drop on the boiling coal. In the middle of all of this incomprehension (because they always thought you would stay in Amity and spend your life with them), Uriah would be the only one who would understand you and let you vent whenever you need to. He’s a Dauntless-born initiate, so he doesn’t know what it’s like to be given the cold shoulder by your family because of your choice, but he’s always here for you and your trouble kinda mirrors his because he’s lost his father too. You would also help him go through his drinking issues after finding flasks hidden under his bed. It would be a lot of pressure on the both of you but with time and patience you would progressively help each other heal from your past’s wounds. But you also love his positive traits and his kind of flirty, straightforward and confident attitude, that makes for an absolutely hilarious and cocky boyfriend. He’s so self-assured you want to slap him at times but you also love him for his kindness and his belief in others. He would be so positive and encouraging at all times, always trusting you and believing in you whenever you try something. He’d be the first to encourage and support you when you’re fighting or in a game of Capture the Flag, yelling “YES THAT’S MY GIRL” when he’s merely watching from the bleachers. Most of the time it would break your concentration so… not ideal, but sometimes it would give you exactly the rush of confidence and adrenaline you need to gain the upper hand in combat. And he wouldn’t admit it openly, but he would get pretty damn turned on when you would get all protective of your friends and especially of him, defending him against anyone who dares stand in your way. And all hells would break loose whenever you got jealous because someone was hitting on your guy. He would only tell you afterwards with that stupid little smirk of his, but he finds it very hot when you show everyone that he’s yours and you’re his, with a deep kiss to the lips right in front of whoever dared to make a move on Uriah. His promised ‘way to thank you for protecting him from the terrible attacker’ would definitely motivate you to get all protective more often ;)

Moodboard

Playlist

Ofenbach - Katchi

Ariana Grande - no tears left to cry

The Format - Dog Problems

Avicii - Waiting For Love

[beet-rootesoupevodkabanya]

Teen military AU. Part 2.

TW: Underaged!!!

- Good boy! Like this. Yeah... Lift your hips a bit more... - voice of eleven-years old, silver-haired beauty was ringing from excitement. Thin fingers slid between kid's legs. Yuuri dropped his head on hands and screamed again. Cold palm stroke his abdomen, reached a nipple and squeezed it. Another thin hand laid on boy's back, not letting him to distant too much or to fall on the bed. Although he was already nearly collapsing from the overwhelming desire of something not very clear. When a cold finger slid inside, he sobbed and moaned but moved hips to meet the intrusions. It felt not very comfortable and weird but still so...enjoyable? - My little puppy should bear it a bit more... - mischievous whisper of young Snow King touched boy's ear. Hot tongue explored the neck and the earlobe and teeth dug into it with a kind of predatory, lustful giggling. When wet, burning hardness was pressed to his entrance, Yuuri screamed, clumsily trying to meet this [so desired] length and made an unskilled effort to spread his buttocks with hands, to give his King more access. He moaned and sobbed without hesitation. Small kid's arousal throbbed painfully, dripping with precum into white palm, that touched it lightly and teasingly. Desire to have a release into this hand but at the same time desperate need to be filled completely with his Yuki no Kami was tormenting. Yuuri buried the face into sheets with tears streaming down because of overwhelming feelings. He didn't realize completely how his King put it in. Just felt burning but still enjoyable heat filling his entire being from behind, came immediately (more like from the thought then from actual actions) and...woke up.

Thirteen years old Yuuri Katsuki laid in arms of his beloved Snezhny Korol. Panting and sweating from that inappropriate vision. Sticky whitish liquid covered an abdomen and a hipbone of his silver-haired, young God. And what's the worst - blue gemstones were opened and looked right on [messed up as usual] Yuuri. Crimson red, chocking with tears he tossed in protective, porcelain arms. Not really wishing to set free. Just being unable to control himself from embarrassment. Soft kisses wiped teardrops from tightly shut lashes. Snow King hugged his boy tighter with tender, quiet laugh. Under caress of frosted fingers Yuuri surrendered and cautiously opened one eye. Only to find out they both were hiding from the entire world under the cloak of silver blizzard. - What did my Kay see in his dream? Something good? Was it me? - Yuki no Kami pecked boy's lips, trying to sound teasing but it anyway came out full of love. Yuuri clung to him still blushing and nodded. He didn't like the idea to hide something from his Snow God but still didn't know how to explain it properly. That he was completely aware he loved this man since the first time he saw him on tv being seven years old. He just knew it from the very beginning. Not like he realized his feelings were love. More like he understood the entire meaning of the word "love" was trapped in that silver locks, splinters of the northern sky and sharp lines of young Polar Death. And he desperately wished to belong to this man (that time - still kid in fact, despite of battle experience) completely. With his heart, soul and body. Lips of Yuki no Kami softly touched boy's face, neck, shoulders. Not even passionate, but with ultimate, unexpected from the teen care. Since their first intimate actions they used to sleep naked cuddling. Regardless of any sexual intentions. Yuuri inhaled anxiously and muttered: - I...just...want to...be yours...completely. Heart in porcelain chest bet faster. Boy heard it too well. Husky whisper warmed his ear: - More than we usually do?... - Yes... - being almost blind from embarrassment Yuuri didn't expect his voice would sound this confident, almost demanding. - Are U sure?... - Yes... Young God of Snow pushed the blanket away. Being on his elbows above Yuuri in dark room and almost glowing in weak night lights... Boy gasped mesmerized with this beauty completely. Remembered his dream. And helplessly realized he is blushing again. And again is becoming hard... Frosted hands slid his sides. Soft lips covered boy's mouth. Yuuri gasped melting in this tender blizzard. Butterfly kisses covered his neck, chest, abdomen... Feeling his still fresh cum on porcelain silk, boy blushed again, seeking where to hide his face...and not wanting it at all. Because he physically couldn't take his eyes off of this northern perfection. Silver rain tickled his thighs. Wet tongue traced still childishly smooth skin. Lower. And lower. When porcelain cheek touched his hardness boy tossed on the bed, moaning and digging nails into sheets. Snow King raised a head and reassuringly smiled to his Kay. Cold fingers wrapped a lock of winter silk around boy's arousal. With a short scream Yuuri bit his lip not to cum right in the moment. Too good. Much better than in any dream. Cold palms slid under boy's butt raising it a bit. Without thinking he speed legs more laying them on Victor's shoulders. No matter how shy Yuuri was in daily life, closeness with his Yuki no Kami pressed a kind of switch inside of him. And all doubts and fears faded away for the time of burning touch of beautiful Polar Death. Hot mouth softly covered his arousal. Boy screamed, arching his back and scratching the bed. Need to cling to the [insanely loved] body of his King was suffocating. But at the same time he was longing for this to be continued too much... As if understanding him without words, Victor freed one hand and reached for boy's palm. Nearly sobbing Yuuri squeezed frosted fingers, pulled to the face and desperately clung to them, kissing (more like sloppily licking...) white wrist through gasps and screams. For a moment Snow King's mouth left his length. Boy sobbed in protest, but cold fingers caressed his cheek and a tongue touched his entrance. Moved over wrinkled skin, slightly sneaking into tight muscle ring. Wrapped around balls and returned to twitching boy's arousal. Yuuri tossed on sheets violently. Screaming. Digging teeth into porcelain wrist. His (not so strong in Snow King's arms in general) self-control cracked. He didn't even think about moving away or saying something to his Yuki no Kami. He wasn't able to think or talk at all... Only when the world around stopped spinning, he released the grip on white hand and opened eyes breathing hard. Splinters of the northern sky looked right at him. Playful, happy and with hidden bitter tenderness. Whitish traces covered his face and some silver locks. With a soft smile Victor raised his exhausted boy from the bed and pulled into tight embrace, pressing Yuuri's head to the shoulder. Boy still breathed hard looking through half-lidded eyes how his Snow King wiped his face with a free hand and licks fingers. Perfect lips touched stuck together from sweat dark hair: - Well, солнышко/sunshine, were U mine enough? Yuuri, who a moment ago was almost sleeping in Victor's embrace, moved with unexpectedly fresh strength. Pushed his King on sheets and set on his waist with almost demonic, too adult grin: - Enough?.. Obviously. Not. Victor's surprised gasp drowned into boy's kiss.

[Little Kay, when did U learn to be this intense?..]

Boy's tongue left lips of his King and moved over his face, replacing the rest of exact whitish spots with saliva. He moved down, marking porcelain skin with every kiss. Every next one under another. Crimson stairway to... Hell? Heaven? Like kids used to draw in the midnight on mirrors. Summoning for spirits from the another world. Calling for the supreme being... It will be visible tomorrow... Yuuri left one more purple mark on Victor's ribs, smiling to this thought and in a corner of his mind desperately solving a problem: how to make this overcaring Snow God to do the same to him... To show everyone they belong to each other. Boy reached evidences of his inappropriate vision on the abdomen and began to clean them away with tongue too. Somehow he didn't feel embarrassed anymore. (Although anxiety will pretty much return in the morning. Being twice... No. Twenty times stronger. But not now... Now his entire being were filled only with his Yuki no Kami.) Wet traces on shivering beautiful body... Hard breath of his young King. Weak, caressing grip of cold fingers in dark silk. Yuuri almost roared, letting some more saliva droll from his tongue on white skin not far from Victor's arousal. Small boy's fingers smeared a wet spot over heating (like ultimate frost?) skin, touched the hardness and mixed it with precum. - Y-yuuri! - cracked gasp and arched back of his Snow King. Breathing hard, nearly chocking from tormenting mix of excitement and anxiety, boy caressed a white thigh and clumsily leaned to the hard muscle with the mouth. Not like he really knew what to do. When Victor did it to him he was too overwhelmed with excitement, pleasure and happiness to realize or remember exact movements. Boy tasted the wetness on arousal with the tip of his tongue, traced the vein and took all Snow King's length into the mouth, greedily trying to swallow every twitch, every drop of the proof his young God feels the same. The same as him. He imagined it so often before - sharing the love with his King like this. To give him all the lust and tenderness at once. To feel all Polar blizzard inside. This way. And many others... Every time thinking about it Yuuri had no choice but to please himself. In the corner of his clouded mind he remembered how it was. Moves that brought unsatisfying in a lonely room relief... Following this trace of thoughts boy fastened the pace, with a firmer grip, every time trying to gulp more. Small palm teasingly squeezed balls... - Yuuri!! Yuu-ri... M-move... Away... - husky scream and a soft push of white hand. Boy dug nails into porcelain hip and sucked harder... For less then a second grip of cold fingers in dark locks became forceful and almost violent. But during this moment Yuuri nearly came again, hungrily swallowing whitish heat and imbibing every toss and every scream of his the one and the only God. Breathing hard and still being unable to open eyes Victor blindly pulled his boy into a kiss. Tired, embarrassed but happy kiss: - Я люблю тебя... - husky whisper of Snow King warmed lips of his Kay. Then he gasped trying to return to reality: - Ah! It means.. - It means "I love U". Я тебя тоже, Снежный./ Love U too Snezhnblj. - Yuuri kissed blushing cheek and giggled, hiding his face in Victor's neck. How could his genius Kami be so naive and think he didn't learn this most important phrase in his language beforehand?...

[midnightrose1520]

Mafia Afterdeath: Chapter 13; Homeless Love Part 2

( heyyyyyy guyssss sorry for keeping u waiting been quite busy lately. Anyways here we go!!) “M-my name is Red.”, Red says shyly taking his hand. Pappy smiles helping him up. “Wow your literally skin and bones.”, Geno says as he looking over them both. Red scoots away from him a bit holding his brother tightly in a protective manner. “We aren’t gonna hurt you two. After all we kicked that dude butt saving u two.”, he says smiling lazily giving an calm demeanor. Red looks at all 3 of them. 1 can obviously tell their homeless like himself. 2 he literally just saw these brothers take down an grown adult who was very dangerous. Lastly his third observation seeing Geno’s eyes flicker a red color when he saw him kick the dangerous man. Which stick out a bit to Red. After all why would a naturally blue eye boy eyes turn red? (*coughcoughmcoufhcoufharkcoyghthiscoughintocoufhmemorybank*) All the sudden though Red feels tired and exhausted collapse to the ground as Pappy catches him and Blue caught Edge as Red dropped him when he collapsed. “Let’s get them to our home and quick before that dude wakes up.”, Pappy says to his brothers carrying Red bridal style. Red slightly flusters and blushes as he passes out. “Wow they look awful though.”, Geno says looking at them. “Let’s just get home..”, Pappy says sighing. As they all get to their meek makeshift home. It not to bad as it actually quite big fitting all 5 in their well enough. Blue begins to cook making sure to give Red and Edge large portions when he done. “ I don’t wanna take the meds! I don’t like them!!”, Geno says pouting angrily at Pappy. Pappy looks at his younger brother with inpatients, "I know u don't like them but to helps u from having bad dreams and nightmare flashbacks." , he says rubbing Geno head. ".....Can I take them after I eat though?...", Geno asks a little quietly. He was separated from his two older brothers for 9 months before they reunited. Many bad things happened which is why his eldest brother got the medication for. " Fine but u take em right after dinner.", he says sighing deeply. Geno smiles and hugs him as Pappy hugs him back rubbing his head. Blue looked over and smiles then to Red and Edge. Blue can tell Edge looks slightly more healthy then Red indicating that Red must of gave Edge most of his portions to him to keep him as healthy as possible. Pappy looks at Red slightly blushing thinking to himself "Man I must admit he really cute.". Geno sees his brother blush and starts teasing him making Pappy incredible embarrassed and flustered. Just as dinner got done, 20 minutes later, the new guest woke up. "Mmmm...Brother where are we?", Edge asks stretching and yawning. Red rubs his tiredly looking around saying, "I'm not sure..". He looks around as the aroma of food fills Edge and Red senses. Blue gives them their big portions, "Here u two go eat up as much as u want", he says smiling. "Though after we eat as well!", Geno says his cheeks puffed out since he really hungry. Pappy chuckles rubbing Geno head. "T-thank u..", Red looks at them with much thanks in his eyes though waiting see if it really alright to eat this much from them. "Well what u waiting for dig in u two!", Pappy says with a lazy smile while giving Geno his plate of food. Edge and Red don't hesitate as they starting eating their food without trying to wolf it down in a single bite. "Man you two eat almost like Geno here", Blue says a little teasing to his youngest brother. Geno shoots a pouty glare, "I do not!!", making Pappy burst out laughing. Edge looks around course this nice warm vibe making him tense not use to it. The same for Red but glad at least him and brother are with good people. "So what your guts name? We trusty didn't introduce ourselves well back there.", says Pappy as he eats. "O-oh um well my name is Red", Red says a little shyly. "I'm Edge", says a little bluntly since he still focusing intensely on eating. "My name is the Magnificent Sans!!", he says proudly his eyes sparkle a little making like he has giant stars in his eyes. "I'm Geno! I'm the captain of this good vibe boat!!!", he says his chest puffed out. Red giggles a bit while Edge snickers a bit seeing how cute he being. "Hahaha yea bro! My name is Papyrus but just call me Pappy or Pap for short", he says with a laid back voice. "Nice to meet u three", Red says, "We appreciate for saving our backs back there. That dude had us locked in that damn basement for months almost starving us.". "How u get out of there?", Pappy says listening intently. Edge speaks up saying quite proudly, "I punched him right in the kisser!!". Red nods, "Yea and we literally ran for like 4 blocks before running into u 3.", Geno looks at them with a bit of sympathy knowing what it liked to be trapped. Blue senses this and rubs his head. Geno smiles at his older brother. They all talk about a bit of their back grounds of how they ended up homeless kids with no parents. Red and Edge explained they were kidnapped and were sold off a couple times before coming here. They said they don't remember their parents as they both were pretty young. The Gaster brothers look at them feeling for them. They explained on how they lost their parents quite young and were put in a orphanage until they decided to run away together. They did this in fear of being spilt up from each other. After dinner was done and Pappy making sure Geno took his pills they all layer down. Edge next to Blue. Red next to Pappy and Geno right in the middle fast asleep. "Your little brother very up beat and cute", Red whispers to Pappy smiling. Pappy blushes a little and chuckles, "Yea~ though sometimes he stubborn as a mule for a 5 year old". Red giggles a lot. Blue and Edge are also asleep sleeping close to each other for warmth as winter slowly starts settling in. Pappy gets close to Red and as Red makes sure Geno warm as well. They all fall asleep cuddling into one another as that day two more were added into their family. ~~~~~flashback ends~~~~~~~ Reaper's eyes sparkle giggling, "Daw that so adorable and beautiful of how you all met!". Geno chuckles nodding at Reaper's reaction. Everyone pretty much eating dinner as they told the story. Red yawns tiredly, "Well im going to hit the hay.", he says stretching as well standing up. "Same here", Pappy says doing the same. Red and Pappy both head to their shared room hand in hand while they kissed each other walking away. Reaper smiles at the cute engaged couple. "I guess I shall head to bed as well! After all the Magnificent Sans must need his rest to do his tasks tomorrow!!", he says brightly. He then feels Edge pick him as he carries Blue to their bedroom. Blue blushes and flusters at Edge about carrying him. Only earning a smirk and peck on the lips from Edge, "You talk to much for a tired guy.". This making Blue explode in a blush. Geno laughs a little seeing his older brother get easily flustered by the smallest of things. "Are u tired doll?", Geno says to Reaper. "A little bit", Reaper says yawning. "Then I shall show u to a guest bedroom~.", Geno says smiling holding his arm out for Reaper. Reaper blushes by this taking his arm as Geno leads the way. Geno takes him to one of the many guest rooms for Reaper to use for the night. "Here you are doll", Geno says opening the door for Reaper. "Thank you so much Mr. Geno. You really don't need to do such wonderful things for me.", Reaper says a bit bashfully. Geno smiles warmly at that beautiful creature in front of his eyes and kiss his forehead. Reaper explodes in a blush making Geno smirk a little. "It's always a pleasure of doing these things for yea doll. You can just call me Geno though. Don't have to be so formal with me doll ~.", he says a little flirty like making Reaper go redder then he already was. Reaper nods shyly, "T-thank u...G-goodnight G-Geno.", he says flustered. Geno nods kissing his hand and walks away. Before though Geno frisky walked away Reaper went on his tippy toes and kissed his cheek. Geno blushed though didn't have time to fully process it as Reaper ran into the guest room shutting it yelling goodnight. Geno walks away now in a daze state into his room. Geno changes into his pjs and lays on his bed sighing to himself. "God have I fallen hard for that beautiful musical doll", he says chuckling. Those last words he said as he went to sleep. (Boom I did it holy crap this took 2 days for me to write!!!!! Reaper Sans belongs to @renrink Geno Sans belongs to @loverofpiggies Swap brothers and Fell brothers belong to their respective owners The version of these characters and this story owned by me! Hope u enjoyed! Peace!!)