#i also had to keep sleeping so i wouldnt cut

[bunnyksj]

Do I Wanna Know? - KSJ x Reader.

Summary: If your husband can sleep around, going after any woman he can get his hands on, what's stopping you from getting back at him by sleeping with your coworker?

Author’s Note: JIN MY LOVE, anyways thank you so much for all your support on the last fics like omg (>w<), i really appreciate it so much you don't understand. 

TAGS: MDNI, smut, cheating (guys don't do it that shits wack), revenge sex, slight manhandling teehee, cunnilingus, praise, degradation, he hits it raw </3 (as normal LMAO).

WORD COUNT: 1.6k 

It all started when your husband came home intoxicated from a long night out. 

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He lay sprawled out on your sofa, dark rings under his eyes. You could smell the alcohol radiating off his body from across the room, making your nose scrunch in disgust. His phone was violently vibrating, a plethora of messages coming through his phone. Angry mistresses demanding for cash in exchange for keeping quiet about his affairs. 

“Fucking pig.” You muttered under your breath, a blend of hurt and anger flowing through your body. 

You pour yourself a glass of champagne, softly crying into the glass, taking in the wright of the situation, the life you had built together, the love and adoration you once had for one another had slowly faded, and now, it had completely died out. 

As more messages kept coming through, you felt your heart sink lower and lower, taking small sips from your glass. What should you do now? You stood there in silence, leaning against the kitchen countertop, pondering your next moves. 

Should you just pack all your stuff and leave? No, you don't have anywhere to go, and getting a divorce is expensive enough, you dont wanna imagine how much it would be to find your own place, and settle in at the same time. 

Eventually, an idea came into your head. 

Who the fuck does your husband think he is? Sleeping around behind your back, like you wouldnt eventually find out. Well, it's time to show him you're not the only one who keeps secrets. 

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Seokjin was someone that you had worked with for a long time. You couldn't lie and said you didn't admire sharp features and soft smiles from time to time, finding comfort in his warm and caring eyes. And you definitely weren’t the only one. It was pretty common for the women around your office to fawn over him when he’d walk past. Talking in hushed giggles about what they would do to him if given the chance. 

You thought you guys were friendly enough with each other, often talking during your lunch break, engaging in deep conversations about the issues you were dealing with. But that was mainly it. Seokjin usually kept himself closed off, brushing off the lustful stares and small giggles of his female coworkers, often keeping his gaze cold and calculating. He never gave them the time of day, and honestly, you didn't think he’d give you that either. 

But hey, trying never hurt anybody. 

You pressed the phone against your ear with shaking hands, adrenaline rushing through your veins. 

“Hi..um..Seokjin,” You began, stamming with nervousness, but also a slight hint of excitement. “Are you busy at all today?” 

“No, not really. Why?” He said, his soft voice coming from the other end of the line. 

You took a deep breath, putting on a slight sultry tone in your voice. 

“I’ve been thinking about you alot. Won’t you come over~.” 

He took a deep inhale. “I don’t know if I should, y/n. What about-” 

“My husband? Don’t worry about that dickhead.” You said, quickly cutting him off. 

“Besides,” A small smirk crept onto your face. “You can keep a secret, right?” 

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“Shit…” He groaned softly, laying you down on your back. “You’re so fucking sexy baby, been wanting this for a long time..” 

Seokjin came over shortly after you called him. His breath hitched as he entered your room, his hooded gaze trailed across your lingerie clad body. Your husband had left a few hours ago. To go where? Who the fuck knows. Not like you even cared anymore, you were having your own fun. Let him run around behind your back all he wants, you’ll do it too. 

You felt a strange sense of satisfaction and power, like you had the upper hand now. You feel your heart racing in anticipation, as Seokjin lips slowly move down your neck, his hands reaching behind your back to unclip your bra, letting your breasts free. 

Seokjin's firm hands run over your breasts, softly pinching your nipples under his thumbs. “So perfect…” He mutters, softly licking around one of your nips. 

You whine softly, running your hands along his broad back, feeling his firm muscles under your soft palms. He slowly moves his hand down your torso, caressing the wetness pooling between your thighs. Slowly, he peels off your lace panties, throwing them aside. 

“So pretty baby. You’re gonna let me take care of you right? Gonna make you feel so good.” He whispers slowly into your ear, breath tickling your throat. 

He slowly moves over your clit, rubbing it gently, making you whimper softly. His hands run down your thighs as he places himself between your legs, his breath lightly fanning against your folds. 

“Such a sensitive sweet thing. Poor baby hasn’t been fucked good in a while, has she?”  

You shake your head, big eyes gazing down into his. “Wanna feel good…” 

“I know, angel. Just relax for me, mkay. Gonna fuck you so damn good.” 

He slowly licks over your folds, sucking on your pretty clit. His hands force your thighs apart, pulling you closer to his face, worshiping your body. He groans softly, moving his tongue around you, swirling over your clit, your arousal painting his lips. Soft wet noises and your whines fill the room, your hands running through Seokjin's soft hair, lightly gripping it. 

“Mmm..fuck..so good~!” You cry, softly grinding your hips against his face, your eyes rolling back, pleasure coursing through your veins. 

“You taste so fucking good..” He growls, slowly slipping his fingers into your pussy, spreading you open whilst he licks and sucks your clit. His fingers arch slightly, pressing onto your g-spot, making you arch and moan. Your hands pull on his hair, making him moan lowly, his fingers moving faster inside you. 

“J-jinnie~,” You whine. “Want you now..” 

“Yeah, you want me inside of you? Want me to fuck you like a good little whore?” 

He kneels on the bed, throwing your legs over his wide shoulders, pulling you closer to him, your lower back slightly off the bed as he positions himself between your dripping thighs. 

“Mhm..please, I want it so bad. Wanna be a good little slut,” You cry, your body aching with desire and need. “Please, Jinnie?” 

He gives you a soft smirk, before pushing into you, his thick cock rubbing against your walls. “Gonna fill this little cunt up, fuck you just right.” He says, slowly pushing every inch as deep as he can inside of you. 

You moan loudly, feeling him fill you up. He’s massive, way bigger than your husband, you swear you can feel him in your stomach. You lie back on the bed, eyes rolling and panting loudly as he claims your body. His hips slap against yours, wet slaps filling the room, making you even wetter. His hands grip your legs, pushing them back a little to reach even deeper inside you, slight bruises forming on your legs due to his tight grip. Your hands claw at the sheets, your vision blurring from the intense pleasure. 

“Fuck, should’ve known you were such a slut, would’ve fucked you ages ago, made you my little bitch.” He says, emphasizing his words with his harsh thrusts. 

“F-fuck…you’re so fucking good..so big..” You gasp, your body clenching around his girth, begging for more. 

You bounce off his hips, chest bouncing with each thrust, the desperation and passion of your fucking filling the room. His hands run up your chest, reaching your throat, his grip softly putting pressure around it, 

“You’re mine now right? My good little slut?” He says, running his tongue over his top lip, looking down into your eyes, his eyes clouded with lust. 

“Mhm..yes~!” You cry, your body slowly reaching its climax. “Wanna be yours, Jinnie. Only you can fuck me this good~!” 

“Fuck, that's it baby..” He growls. “Such a shame, your little husband never treated you right, good thing you’re getting fucked by a real man now. Now you know how good I can make you feel, right?” 

You nod, a warm pool of pleasure forming in your stomach. “Fuck, Jinnie! I’m gonna cum~! Please…” 

A dark smirk grows on his face, his fingers playing with your clit, driving you to your peak. “Go on. Cum for me, sweet angel.” 

You cry, your back arching, your body losing control. You cum around him, wetness coating all over the sheets below you as he continues to thrust into you, riding out your orgasm. 

He growls at the sight of you, your pretty face twisted in pure pleasure. It drives him over the edge, and he cums deep inside of you. Thick ropes painting your insides, filling you up nicely. 

He pants, sweat coating his forehead, his hand brushing back his sweaty hair, leaning down to kiss you passionately. You return the kiss, your tongues both softly sliding around each other, enjoying the intimate embrace. He grabs you by the hips, lifting you up bridal style. 

“Cmon, let's get you cleaned up.” He says, smiling softly, carrying you towards the shower. You give him a small smile, leaning into his bare chest, panting softly, catching your breath. 

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A few days have passed since then, and your husband is none the wiser. You smile softly, thinking about the night you shared with Seokjin not long ago. Your thoughts are interrupted by a text message coming through on your phone. It’s Seokjin. 

“You free today, angel?” 

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[eightball-chronicles]

Deadpool + Wolverine tk headcanons !!!

a/n : i love these 2 so much …. ever since findin out theyre both canonically ticklish in the comics ive been EXPLIDINF . this movie reawakened my obsession so lets goooo ^-^

Words : (4649 under cut)

Deadpool

As a ler :

ohmygod . he is RUTHLESS

so mean yet so silly when he tickles

yk in the beginning of xmen origins wolverine ?? how he was usin his katanas to block all those bullets ???? hes so fast w his arms n he would be able to pin anyone in an INSTANT

like he could wrap his arms around you n trap you in a tickly bear hug so easily

SUCH a tease; both verbally n physically

he would slowly lower his hands on his victim while wriggling his fingers n when hes about to touch you he'll quickly shoot his hands back up n keep on doin that

n the baby talk OH LORD THE BABY TALK

this man will leave anyone redder than his suit

"awwww whos a tickwish wittle baby ?? you are !! yes you areeeee !!"

"coochiecoochiecoochiecoochiecoo"

"whats got you laughin so much huh ?? sounds like you got a tickle in your throat"

like SHUT UPPPPDKDJKFJHDJ

points out any noises made

if you snort or wheeze or squeal or anything similar he WILL tease you more

aware when you want him to stop but also aware that he doesnt wanna stop

"did you say stop ?? do you mean it ?? do you ?? huh , huh , huh ?? hmmmm alright alright i'll stop"

n if you actually LIKE being tickled ?? oh god hes never letting you live free of tickles ever again

will use every excuse possible to try n tickle you

you had a bad day ? tickles . youre being stubborn ? tickles .

you need to wake up, need to go to sleep, need to be convinced, need to relax, wade just gets bored,

everything . t i c k l e s

overall : be scared but not worried (if that makes sense)

As a lee :

ohh how the turns have tabled

talks so much shit beforehand but the SECOND he gets it hes all like "WAITWAITWAIT LETS TALK PLS"

absolute gigglefest . when you first strike a bad spot he does this squealwheeze combo

THE MOST TICKLISH THIGHS IN THE WORLD EVER

more sensitive to light touch there but squeezing still gets him CACKLIN

like if you just . lightly drag your fingertips or nails anywhere on his thighs …

oh hes dead . youve officially killed mr immortal .

ticklish palms too DONT ASK I JUST KNOW IT

again, light touch here n hes a puddle

if you try to tease him while ticklin hes gonna somehow turn it around ?????

if you try to fluster him or just point anything out he will get so SNIDEEEE

"yohohou have NO rihight to tahahalk peanuhuht, we AHALL know how bahahad it ihis for you whehehen i WAITWAITWAHAHAHAIT IM SOHORRY NO -"

lil shit deserves it lol (still love him)

Wolverine

As a ler :

isn't as evil as wade, but you dont wanna test him

like he wouldnt go as rough or tease as much but HE STILL WILL

wont do any anticipation tricks, hes just gonna do it

he will chase you, however, but only if you run

more on the playful side; accidently teases you by pointing out the obvious

"wow its real bad for ya here, huh bub ??"

"jesus kid stop kicking so much, oh wait … you cant, can ya ??"

hes always got this cheeky grin on his face too

super analyzes how much certain pressure n techniques works best on all your spots bc hes a BIG BULLY

if he wanted to, youd be dead in a minute ♡ (not really)

if you were being a brat then hes gonna use his facial hair

n GOD it tickles so bad

like if hes getting you from behind he might just decide to . nuzzle into your neck n its amazing HORRIBLE

in short : dont be annoying n youre good !

As a lee :

where do i even begin …

hes got such a precious smile its like how could you NOT tickle him to pieces

its pretty well known how he already has his wheezy snort laughs

catching him off guard will get the best wheezes

like if you sneak attack or switch to a bad spot suddenly

tbh hes gonna snort no matter what you do … its what n where you do it that might give you more muehehehe

pinch his sides ?? 1 snort every 20 seconds

scratch his ribs ?? 1 snort every 10 - 15

do anthing on his tummy / underarms ?? youre getting that 1 per 5 wolvie special !!!

1 SQUEEZE ON THE KNEE N ITS GAME OVER FOR HIM . if you rapid squeeze them it becomes a damn piggie pen

wade definitely abuses this

PLEASEEEE HEAR ME OUT ON HIS BACK

yall know in the first xmen when hes shirtless w his hand on the fence of a fighting ring n you can see his BACKKKK please give me a chance

light tickles there makes him MELT

youll get the sweetest giggles w an occasional wheeze

lightly scratching or tracing his shoulder blades will lead to slightly louder giggles

n rubbing your knuckles into his back dimples gets the absolute bestest snorts

TICKLISH COLLARBONES . THERE I SAID IT

im a sucker for lee wolverine idk if you can tell (its obvious)

oke doke thats it for now !! AAAAAAA im sorry these took so long TwT im just happy i got em done ehehe

sending love to everyone who reads these :D i hope you enjoyed - make sure yall stay healthy n happy ^-^ ♡

[thefreshprinceofjunes]

soriku endgame: an imagining

OKAY WELL HERE IT IS

TEN WHOLE PAGES OF HOW SORIKU ENDGAME MIGHT ACTUALLY PLAY OUT

i was rewatching vin play RE2 and fsr this invaded my thoughts and wouldnt leave

this is barely proofread and i reused a lot of the same words/phrases BUT its just meant to be an outline/abridged version so keep that in mind

(if i got any lore wrong tho pls let me know)

btw if you dont want to read this on tumblr for whatever reason, heres a link to the google doc

note: this is going off the assumption MoM saw everything (or at least everything soriku) through the gazing eye

scene is quadratum probably. master of masters (or whoever the bad guy in kh4 is) has sora and riku caught in a bad situation (for temporary visuals im picturing something similar to the dark guardian restraining aqua and ven in kh3)

sora and riku are struggling to break free, while the MoM just laughs. some kh dramatic banter occurs, before MoM changes the subject and starts monologuing (with sora and riku probably interjecting here and there)

MoM: [to sora] you still havent figured it out yet, have you?

MoM: dont you ever wonder why rikus heart holds as vast of a darkness as it does?

MoM: its not because of jealousy, or ansem, or even his desire for strength since you were children.

MoM: no, its much simpler than that.

MoM: remember that dream you had, sora? before the islands were destroyed?

MoM: there was a voice speaking to you, from deep within your heart:

MoM: 'the closer you get to the light, the greater your shadow becomes.'

MoM: well, the road goes both ways, kid. the deepest of darknesses can only come from the brightest of lights.

sora: wh-what are you saying?

MoM: its been in front of all along, but you were too blind to see it.

cut to voiceless flashbacks of all the times sora encountered the brightest light: when receiving the keyblade, when almost pulled out of sleep by the memory of aqua on DI, during the dive to heart at the beginning of kh3 (assuming it really happened and wasnt just for gameplay purposes), and after using the power of waking at the KBG (the tunnel scene)

sora looks at riku, then back at MoM. riku is grimacing.

sora: that… that was… that was rikus light?

MoM: bingo!

MoM: but theres even more to it than that.

MoM: theres another force of power in this universe that keeps light and dark in harmony

sora: another…?

MoM: you feel an unfathomable depth of it in your heart for, well, pretty much everyone youve ever met.

MoM: what lies in rikus heart, however, comes from the same place, but is also very, very different. its something you claim to not understand, even though youve encountered it many times during your adventures.

rikus eyes widen and he tries to interject, but the MoM physically stops him; sora calls out for him

MoM: its more than just friendship. its hearts that are really, truly connected between two people.

MoM: think about it. think about all the times when everything seemed hopeless, but something, something, kept the bad guys from winning. it wasnt light.

cut to voiceless flashbacks between many of the disney couples sora has met: the beast arriving at hollow bastion out of sheer force of will in his search for belle, flynn sacrificing himself for rapunzel and her tears bringing him back to life (some shit with will/elizabeth and sam/quorra too maybe idk), and finally, herc gaining his strength back as he rescues megara from styx, followed by herc saying, 'people always do crazy things when theyre in love.'

sora stares ahead at nothing in particular, before wincing in pain; suddenly, a forgotten memory surfaces in his mind (if the convo with NS confirms he hasnt completely forgotten, then its the key details that have been missing):

rikus sacrifice in the KBG

riku calls out for him and struggles, but MoM just laughs so more.

MoM: there, now its coming back to you. and that wasnt the only time riku sacrificed everything for you, yknow, although it was probably the most heroic instance. remember him taking on ansems form to beat roxas? and his dive into your heart to wake you from slumber, despite the tremendous danger? you only met her briefly, but one of the princesses of heart experienced something very similar.

MoM: aurora. maleficent placed a curse on her when she was a baby, causing the princess and the rest of the kingdom to fall into a deep sleep on her 16th birthday. but the heir to a nearby kingdom, prince phillip, valiantly fought his way to the castle, and woke up the sleeping beauty– through a kiss. a kiss, of true… 

MoM trails off and looks at riku, then back at sora, expectantly. riku is still struggling to free himself before the truth is revealed, but its no use.

sora stares off again, before looking MoM in the eyes.

sora: … love…?

MoM does jazz hands and poses.

MoM: ding ding ding ding! we have a winner! it only took you, what, 12, 13 years to figure it out? honestly, i just couldnt stand watching it go on for any longer.

MoM: but, hey, i still have my honor. if im wrong, im more than happy to apologize.

MoM turns to riku then.

MoM: well? am i wrong, riku?

riku doesnt respond, and MoM sighs dramatically.

MoM: still no answer? okay, guess well have to do this the hard way.

MoM starts hurting sora, causing him to cry out in pain while riku watches helplessly 

MoM: come on, riku! do it! use your true strength! unleash the power hidden within your heart!

sora gasps and winces, barely getting out rikus name 

suddenly, theres a bright flash of pink energy (maybe rikus eyes also turn dream eater pink too?)

(if the power of love is too cheesy even for kh, then maybe its a black and white darkness/light combo attack)

riku breaks free of whatever MoM did to him, and then channels the energy through his arm, blasting it through soras restraints.

unfortunately, sora was being held in the air, and starts to fall– but in the blink of eye, riku is there to catch him in his arms.

MoM laughs in triumph and draws back slightly.

MoM: there we go!

MoM then shrugs.

MoM: well, this was fun, but ive got places to be. and im sure you two have a lot to talk about. toodles!

MoM disappears, leaving sora and riku in stunned silence.

after a moment, riku sets sora down and turns away from him, avoiding soras gaze.

sora meanwhile takes a second to catch his breath, before staring at riku with wide eyes.

sora: r… riku… is… is that...? is that really… how you feel?

riku clenches his fists at his sides and stays turned away. after a pause, he responds.

riku: … even if it is, it doesnt matter.

sora: what do you mean?

riku: i know… im not the one for you.

riku takes a deep breath.

riku: … when you were put to sleep for a year to fix your memories, some of them found their way into xion. they happened to be your most important memories– the ones you couldnt wake up without.

riku: those… were your memories of kairi. and xion took on her appearance because of them.

sora is stunned, only having been vaguely made aware of what happened in that year.

sora: k… kairi?

riku nods solemnly.

riku: yeah. and the only reason your memories got messed with in the first place is because the organization forced namine to make herself the person most important to you, instead of kairi.

sora pauses.

sora: you mean… castle oblivion.

riku nods again.

sora watches, before feeling a pain in his heart and grabbing at his chest instinctively.

underneath his hand, he can feel the cold metal of his crown necklace.

and thats when it finally clicks.

everything blurs, and theres a sudden rush of memories.

(maybe a memory sequence that you actually play through?)

sora, holding kairis wayfinder in castle oblivion. suddenly, the memory gets static-y, like during soras memory restoration.

cut to namine confessing to sora shes not the girl he cares about– but every time the word is feminine, its distorted by video static. (this is how we fix the aitsu thing)

"no. the g̸͓̦͙̫̮̦̠͗͐͗̊͑̕͝i̷͖̝̝̱̐ͅͅŗ̸̄̆̓̆̊̄̿l̶̮͉̦͓͔̹̀̂͗͝ͅ you care about...the one who was always with you... its not me. its ḧ̴̳͔̻̾̇e̵͚͂̀r̸̺̣̠̓̂̀̚."

cut to namine speaking to sora before he goes to sleep.

“but theres another promise you made—a promise to someone you could never replace. s̵̹̀͗͜h̷͇͇͌̆̐e̷̡̛̱'̷̦̆s̵̫͖̦̄̈̄ your light. the light within the darkness. if you can remember h̷̼̼̜͚͒e̸̢̡̤̹̬͖͐̒͒̾r̸͓̣̜̼̜̠͚͂̋̃...all the memories lost in the shadows of your heart will come into the light."

cut to a flashback of repliku talking about their shared promise. again, the feminine words are indecipherable.

"there was a meteor shower one night when s̶̳̄͑̆̅̆͗h̴͍̞͖͙͑̔̋̈́̎̈̾ę̷̧̰̰̖̝͆̆̕̚ and i were little... n̸̨̙̼͑̽ả̴̗͕̮́͊͝m̴̻̳͚̒i̸̳̟͑n̶̡̥̋̑̌é̸͍̦͑͐͋́ got scared and said, what if a shooting star hits the islands? so i told ḧ̷̡̬̽̅͆̊ė̸̙̩̠̥̿̃̚͠r̶̛̥̻̖̉̾̽͝, if a shooting star comes this way, ill protect you! and then—"

cut back to the memory pod.

"look at the g̴̬͛̄̚͘ŏ̴̞̙̰̍͂̀ö̴̘̥̗̱̐͋͆ͅď̷̨͙̙̩̓́͝ ̸̢̋̈́̂̚ļ̷̯̥̲̪̐̋͌̾̚ṵ̵̼̥̥͖̎c̸̱̟̹̚ķ̸̭̱̖̓̇ͅ ̷͇̳̃̑́͑͐͜ͅc̸̢̤̈̈́̊̚̕h̵̙̗̓͊̾ͅą̷̣̮̞̾̈́r̶̜̜͓̥̀́͋͝m̸̺̖͈̖͓̊̀̕. i changed its shape when i changed your memory. but when you thought of ẖ̴͚̙̆ȅ̴̡̛̞̲̥̼̋͐r̸̹̱̐, it went back to the way it was."

finally, a few more lines from namine.

"remembering one thing leads to remembering another, and then another... your memories are connected, like links in a chain. those same chains are what anchor us all together. i dont destroy memories. i just take apart the links and rearrange them. you still have all your memories."

cut back to sora in the real world. everything is still blurry, but now rikus voice can be heard in the background calling for him, distorted.

and then, a flash of light.

nighttime. its still. everything is quiet and peaceful.

young sora and riku are walking back from the beach.

suddenly, theres a bright streak across the sky. 

sora and riku both gasp.

then, another. and another. and another.

the night of the meteor shower.

riku watches the sky in amazement– until he feels a tug on his arm.

he glances at his side and sees sora, utterly terrified and clinging on to him for dear life.

sora: wahhhh!! r-r-riku, the sky is falling!!

riku laughs.

riku: no, those are shooting stars. theyre way up high in the sky.

sora however is not convinced, and keeps shaking as tears start to well up in his eyes.

sora: b-but…! theres so many of them. and theyre so fast!! what if a shooting star hits the islands?!

the reality of soras mood finally sets in, and riku is left staring as he tries to think of what to do.

hanging from his pocket is his wooden sword.

the words of the man with the real sword echo in his mind:

“no more borders around, or below, or above, so long as you champion the ones you love."

riku grabs his sword then and holds it up to the sky as he looks at sora, courage glinting in his eyes.

riku: if a shooting star comes this way, ill protect you! ill hit it right back into outer space!

sora sniffles as he watches riku swing the sword around.

sora: r-really?

riku nods his head confidently.

riku: i will. i promise!

after a moment of thought, riku reaches into his pocket and pulls out a silver chain with a crown dangling from the end.

riku: here. take this. i found it the other day.

with the magic of cutscene, riku somehow turns the chain into a necklace, and then reaches over to hang it around soras neck.

riku: whenever you get scared, all you have to do is look at this, and remember that ill always be there to protect you. no matter what.

tears run down soras face as he looks at the necklace.

the voice of the strange girl theyd met before rings through his mind:

"so then if something happens, and riku is about to get lost—or say, he starts wandering down a dark path alone—you make sure to stay with him and keep him safe. thats your job, sora, and im counting on you to do it, okay?"

sora gulps and then reaches out to grab rikus free hand in both of his own. riku is surprised by this.

sora: ill… ill protect you too! i-i know im not as strong as you, but ill… ill try! i promise!

riku is taken aback for a moment, before he smiles gently at sora.

riku: … thanks, sora.

afterward, a multitude of quick flashbacks to all the times sora and riku protected each other, culminating in seeing the KBG sacrifice one more time.

fade to back.

in a hotel room (or smth similar), sora suddenly sits up straight in a bed, heart beating rapidly.

sora: riku!

(paralleling when riku called out for him after waking up from the dive into his heart in ddd)

riku has been seated at the edge of the bed, waiting and worrying. when he realizes soras awake, he scoots down the bed towards him.

riku: sora! youre okay!

after catching his breath, sora looks around the room, confused.

sora: … what… happened?

riku: you passed out, so i brought you here. how are you feeling?

sora puts a hand to his head, grimacing slightly at his pulsing headache. but that doesnt matter right now.

sora: im… im fine. listen, riku… i saw… i saw some of the things that happened at CO.

rikus eyes widen.

riku: you did?

sora: yeah. i saw you… well, a version of you. and namine. namine…

sora looks into rikus eyes.

sora: she… she was wrong. or… maybe i was wrong, and she just played along for my sake…

riku: huh? what are you talking about?

sora swallows as his voice starts shaking, just a little.

sora: kairi… kairi wasnt the one most special to me. you were. i remember… i remember the night of the meteor shower.

sora clutches at the crown necklace.

sora: all this time, id thought id remembered everything important… but i forgot about it. [sighs] im sorry, riku

riku stays quiet for a moment, before putting on a forced smile.

riku: its fine, sora. we were little kids.

sora frowns.

sora: but… you never forgot, did you?

riku shrugs, and theres a moment of silence between them, before riku speaks again.

riku: maybe i was the one most important to you back then, but its not the same now. thats alright. im just happy to be your friend. i know how you feel about kai-

sora suddenly moves forward, closer to riku, now yelling as he cuts him off.

sora: i get to decide how i feel, riku! its my heart!

riku is taken aback at the shouting, and stares in shock. sora realizes hes gotten loud, and takes a moment to calm down.

dearly beloved starts to play in the bg

sora: i… i know now. maybe it took me a long time, but… i figured it out. the person most important to me… all along, its been you.

riku freezes up in pure shock. he cant believe what hes hearing. hed talked himself out of hoping for this day long ago.

sora finally smiles again.

sora: youre the one i love.

(paralleling prince eric with ariel)

BOOM FIREWORKS MAGIC SORIKU ENDGAME

riku is absolutely speechless, staring at sora with his mouth agape.

sora gives riku a sheepish grin, now growing nervous at the lack of a response.

sora: and… im the one you love… right?

after a second, riku returns soras smile– and, for the very first time in the series, starts crying.

he nods, shakily.

riku: … yeah. yeah, i do. i always have.

riku wipes at his eyes to stop crying, but its futile. the tears flow even harder.

sora feels himself start crying, too, but hes laughing at the same time.

he pulls riku into a hug, grabbing his upper back tightly.

without any hesitation whatsover, riku returns the embrace, holding onto sora in the same way.

(like so [sora in orange, riku in teal])

fade to black.

then they kill the MoM, get married, and live happily ever after. the end. :)

love balancing light and dark is largely taken from these tags by @osrinlore on this video of mine btw:

[saturnxlust]

HEYYY :P ik its been awhile my bad😔

Injured!Proxys+ben x Doctor! Reader

Tim Wright/ Masky

So this man is closed off, all of the proxys are😞

But hes not a idiot, he knows when his body has had enough and when he needs help

The only way you’d be able to help him is if its a severe wound or if your close with him

Im talking at least 2+ years of either dating or being friends..

Lucky you if you’ve made it this long!

Now actually helping him is difficult

Hes stubborn and doesnt like to admit hes in pain so when you stitch his sorry ass up or disinfect it, he winces but swears hes fine

Hes not fine

He also complains the entire time about how he could do it himself

Knowing full well he couldnt he just likes to be a pain in the ass

Brian Thomas/hoodie

Hes more lenient, he’ll let you help him even though we all know this man could do it himself

It wouldnt be good but as long as he isnt bleeding out he doesnt really care

Although hes the more lenient one hes still closed off and it takes atleast a year or more to be able to help him

The first time you actually clean up a wound he falls deeper in love

Its not covered in dried blood or anything!

Hes amazed at how gentle you were and found it cute if you were concerned about him

It gets to the point where he would make small bruises or cuts just to have you put a little bandaid on his finger or put pain cream on his bruise

He would totally make you kiss the bandages after, no matter how big or small😭

He has dinosaur bandaids and unicorn bandaids.

Toby Rogers

Oh boy buckle up

So he cant feel pain

Good luck☺️

He doesnt know hes hurt and most likely you wont either

If you somehow get him to wash his fuckass sweatshirt and seem to see a wound, he too, would be confused and surprised

He would find how concerned you were funny and laugh as you clean him up

If you yelled at him while he laughed he’d tell you to relax and that hes fine

Hes not fine

Like brian he would make small cuts and or bruises to have you patch him up

Back tracking a little, it would take a few months but not because hes closed off

He trusts you completely to not hurt him physically

It was just getting to see him without his sweatshirt on that was difficult

He keeps that thing on all the time no way your getting a peak at his scrawny ass unless you rip that sweatshirt off him or if you get…spicy.. with him..

Eyeless Jack

HAH

Good luck

He went to medical school

This man knows what hes doing

But like the others finds it funny that you want to help him

He doesnt need it but honestly

Hes too smart to get too badly injured, if he does it’s because he went awhile wothout eating and became reckless

I think that if he were to go more then a fee weeks without eating he would get reckless with how he got the kidneys

He wouldnt leave the victims alive and leave them in their bed naked with incisions on their stomach

When that happens he usually comes home with a bruise or scratches from the victims fighting back,

If you’ve gotten to the point that you know about that and accept it, not only will you be helping clean him up

You’d help clean his clothes up

Hes a clean guy dont get me wrong but after eating i think he would just need to sleep

And if your like me theres no way that 7’ tall demon is getting in my bed soaked in blood and possible guts ☺️

Jeffery Hodek

God i wish you luck if your with this man

He will let his wounds get infected for fun and he will enjoy it when you get upset (COUGH COUGH MOUTH CUTS COUGH)

He honestly couldnt care less and again, finds it amusing when you yell at him

Lets be honest his story is written awful so im gonna tweak it a litte

He did not get bleached, there was a explosion and some of his hair burnt off, it has since grown back a little but the burn scars are still there

So if you want to help him clean his mouth he’ll complain and tease you and taunt you but he’ll let you do it

..if you even want to after all that.😒

Benjamin Lawman

So he can’t actually get hurt…i mean unless hes like a zombie but he isnt, this guys a ghost

So i mean, unless he has some power to be human magically theres really nothing that can hurt him

Even you..

But you should find a way to hurt him, whether it be physical or emotional causr hes a jackass

And will make fun of you just to see you cry😒

Either bring up something from his past(he might get a little angry at that🥰) or threaten to throw him into a lake

You can’t actually throw him but..he..doesnt need to know that😇

[kaeyx]

Vamp chuuya convinced that kitsune dazai is just a true irredeemable perverted freak for subtly grinding against you (the beautiful love of his undead life!!!) when chuuya himself massages your body while you sleep. Chuuya going vampire fog form just to pull an edward twilight. He cant keep his hands to himself so why not take care of you while he is (watching) guarding you anyway? He is nothing like that horndog dazai, this isnt perverted- ignore the cumstain in his pants

Meanwhile dazai thinks chuuya is an obsessive romantic snob for having written books as guides for all your favorite things (4 volumes thus far), not realizing he has already made a mental list and has actively cut out everything in his life that you wouldnt like. Dazai heard you hate men who drink? He quits cold. Dazai hears you hate tall men? Dazai shapeshifts to be shorter. He doesnt see how changing all aspects of his life to be appealing to you is not obsessive and romantic. You are his fated so he is acting within reason. In no way is dazai flashing you the same puppy eyes that chuuya does.

Y e s all of this is !!!!

Also more or less how I think a poly would work between these two. This is month one of knowing you, and month two, and year ten....they never change

Also Dazai changing himself, literally moulding himself to suit his darling's tastes is so toxic and so right. He would! No questions asked! Or he'd manage to mould you instead, maybe if Chuuya wasn't in the way and had you supervised.

[roe-and-memory]

UHMMM in your guy's pinned it says your ok with asks sooooooo

You guys should totally hand over all of your Lightning headcanons :3

HIHIHI IM SO SORRY ITS BEEN LIKE 4 DAYS

hi this is roe quick interruption

thats all ty

ok so…. a magician cannot reveal all of their secrets so ive picked a Select amount of our favourites because obviously we need some surprises,…. its still a LOT though so dont worry i wouldnt dare cut you cheap on our headcanons

if you guys want us to make a separate post on a specific one going into detail of the Lore behind it or just like, more detail in general, dont be afraid to comment and your wish is my command

HERE WE GO!!!

- “HE IS A DUMBASS AND I HATE HATE HIM” (roes words, affectionate)

- he is a liar, sometimes good sometimes bad (only when he wants to) and doc sees through All of it

- he has a walkman he’s had since he was little, he broke the headphones once and mack bought him new ones

- we’ve mentioned it before but he has vision light sensitivity issues

look at him. he cant see SHIT

- he grew up in henderson, nevada, every time a race came to vegas he walked FOUR HOURS to see it from outside the track (he lived an hour and a half from some of the only family that would ever love him in radiator springs EL OH EL!)

- hes a natural redhead but harv thought having him bleach his hair blonde would get him more attention so he did it because harv knows best! sally made him stop when he tried to do it after his roots took over and she was like erm no ! thats destroying your hair and ur curls. and him, not knowing much about his hair was like yeah sure ok

- he has Freckles. So Many. sally tells him he has stars and constellations on his cheeks and hes just giggling and kicking his feet

- also mentioned before he has a lanyard with keys and keychains on it that he carries everywhere hanging out of his pocket

- he has. Horribly. vivid nightmares. so he doesnt sleep much and when he does its always restless

- being a racecar driver he has MASTERED the ability to climb out of windows. he uses this ability to not only cause doc grief (he sleeps across the hall and hears everything), but also to sneak out in the middle of the night when hes restless and prance around in the field like a deer to make himself so sickeningly exhausted he passes out as soon as he lays down

- lightning and sally dance sometimes at the wheel well, neither of them are too good and he wants to practice for her - doc catches him in the living room poorly dancing to rascal flatts and doesnt let him live it down the entire rest of the day

- lightning runs away when hes 15, after walking 4 hours to vegas for a piston cup race he wanted to watch and then deciding he never wanted to go home — there was nothing there for him anyways. he had everything from home he wanted, which included his walkman and thats basically it

- (adding onto above) mack found him at a truck stop somewhere on an interstate asking for either money or a ride somewhere, and as an older brother of 5 little sisters who are his worlds, he saw him and immediately thought . if that was one of my siblings i would never forgive myself. and boom he has a new little brother and boom lightning has an older brother

- he knows how to operate a transport truck courtesy of mack

- he loves stickers, he always has, his walkman and an assortment of his other things are decorated in stickers

- lightning didnt have any friends in his rookie year, so when he has mater, doc, sally, cal, and bobby, he makes little random collages out of magazines and newspapers to keep them as memories

- he loves country music and HATES taylor swift (bobbys fault, bobby is a swiftie)

- doc has sunglasses that lightning finds in his garage, BURIED in a box, they have “hudson” engraved into the arm and he immediately takes them for himself because sometimes its Too sunny (doc when its sunny, he’s out enjoying a beer on the porch and his annoying boyfail son comes outside and stands expectantly awaiting his sunglasses in which he forks over hesitantly)

- crocs or converse there is no in between

- autism.

- he pulls on the threads of his clothing when hes excited or nervous

- talks with his hands, very expressive and he also kicks the ground sometimes for no reason

- he was never taught how to ride a bike. doc is slowly writing down a list of reasons he can KILL 👹 lightnings parents for being HORRIBLE ‼️‼️‼️

THATS ALL FOR NOW…. with time you will learn more but I HOPE YOU LIKE THESE ONES!!!

[swaggy-transfag]

Day 0

The day of the surgery went very well. Me, my mom, and my gf took the train at around 7, so i could check in at reformkliniken at 9, im very happy that we were so close by so i didnt have to deal with hotels or anything right after surgery.

Reformkliniken doesnt allow any guests, so i had to check in by myself, but luckily the nurse was very very nice. After i had filled out a form abt my health and stuff, she showed me to my room, and then to the bathroom where i took a shower and changed into their robe and their slippers (which were sooo fucking soft omggg).

After that there were a lot of just waiting, where i got more and more nervous and excited. I tried stimming a bit, which helped, but i had a roomate so i didnt really feel comfortable to stim loudly :/

At around 12 a guy came in to put a cannula in my arm (which went very well, i have great veins). He was also really sweet and talked a lot with me to keep me distracted from all the needle stuff. The they took my roomate away to surgery, and i had to wait some more, in which i ofc became more and more nervous and excited. I started to feel completely electric, and luckily i remembered to stim.

Then the nice guy came in with some pills (some painkillers and anti-nausea pills i think, i couldnt really focus at that point), and a little while after that they asked me to go to the toilet, and then i was suddenly being escorted to the operation room. I had been pretty scared that i would get a panic attack or something when i finally realised that they were actually gonna cut me up and stuff, but luckily it all happened so fast that i stayed completely calm throughout it.

The last thing i remember was the very nice receptionist (?) holding my hand while i went to sleep, it was actually a really comforting experience. Then i woke up and was very very tired and woozy (and wrote some pretty incomprehensible stuff to my girlfriend)

They gave me some time to recover from the anasthesia (which i did pretty quickly), and then i was picked up by both my parents and my girlfriend (my dad had to come and drive us cuz my mom was worried she wouldnt be able to focus after i had just had surgery) and driven home. I wasnt really in any pain at that point, just had some nausea and wooziness.

I couldnt really eat anything, and ended up throwing a bunch of stomach acid up at around midnight.

Before and right after:

[law-d-water-trafalgar]

Sleepless Mushroom

Law X F. Reader

Part of Heart Pirates for four years, girlfriend to Law eventually, strong willed, cured, daily life with law.

You ate the insomnia mushroom and the closest island was five days away. As your sanity weighs Law goes to get your medicine to cure you.

"But Law I'm sooo hungry I cant wait" you say as your stomach growls.

"You can wait, you've waited longer than this anyways" he grumbles annoyed. While you both were walking through lush forestry you notice some mushrooms and decide to sneakily pick them you ate two big ones then stuffed the rest in your boiler suit pockets. Feeling super energized you run up to him keeping up with his pace.

"I dont think theres any pirates here but we could send the team out to look for medical supplies" you say garnering a smirk from Law.

"Your right (n) let's go back-" he was cut off by his eyes darting to something falling out of your pocket. He picks it up and then it hits him.

"(N) dont tell me you ate any of these..." he exclaims voice shaken. You pause like a deer in headlights.

"Um well I only ate two of them, I told you I was hungry!" You whined as he grabs you and shakes you

"Those are insomnia mushrooms! Once you eat them you may never sleep until you die or go crazy (n)" he yells at you making you tear up. He stops shaking you now with his hand on the bridge of his nose he just stand there thinking hard.

"Come with me now!" He yells. Grabbing your hand he shouts

"Room Shambles" and your both in the Polar Tang in the med bay. Him searching for a book finding it then flipping through it he starts to prepare a medicine.

"Fuck!" You hardly ever heard him curse so you knew this was serious.

"What's wrong Captain?" You politely ask. You've been with the Heart Pirates for four years now and have taken a great liking to your Captain but you know he wouldn't feel the same so you've kept it to yourself.

"We just ran out of the key ingredient I need to make your medicine dammit!" He yells as he pounds his fist onto the table.

"At the fastest we can go, itll still take five days to get to the island" Law says defeated.

"You'll start hallucinating after seventy two hours, then start to loose it after five days. This island also has rocks and whirlpools around it making it very difficult to get too" he says sadly.

"So why does it even matter if I live or die? Just let me die" You ask morbidly.

"You could die any day now (n) but I refuse to let you die" He just stares at you for a long time then goes up to you cups your cheek leans in and kisses you. Shocked but quick on your feet you kiss him back until you both break for air.

"I cant loose another person that I love that includes you (n)" he states softly holding your hand his face blush rose pink.

"I just meant I didnt care if I died because, I've been so in love with you for so long Law... I dont want to die I just wanted true love" he looks at you with a deepened blush as your blush deepens too.

"I never could tell that's why I never said anything before" he says.

"Since there's a chance you may die I just had to tell you" he says gently.

"I need that medicine Law" you say concerned as he nods.

"I'll go to the control room and tell them to adjust course. It will take five days to get there. Do you think you can handle that?" Law asks concern creeping into his voice. You just nod a little unsure but you would dam hell try.

-☆-

Three Days Later

-☆-

"Trafalgar where am I again?" You question face planted on the desk. You both have barley left the office since he found out you ate the insomnia mushroom. He would bring you sleeping pills but they wouldnt work.

"In my office on my desk. I asked you to do paperwork remember" he says becoming more afraid with every passing minute.

"Since the sleeping pills didnt work heres some coffee, you might as well have some" he says placing a cup down next to your head. As you perk up you exclaim.

"Thank you cutie!" You almost yell as he blushes and pulls down his hat still not used to you calling him pet names. As you sip your coffee you realized

"Hey howd you know how I liked my coffee?" You wonder. As you turn to face him

"I kind of liked to watch you from afar before" he states one hand scratching the back of his head the other with a cup of coffee.

"Aweee that is soo sweet Trafalgar" you squeal getting up and hugging him close. He looks shocked but lays a arm around your waist.

"If you can manage to get through this without going insane, theres something I need to talk to you about." He says as you just look up at him.

"Why not now?" He blushes deeply.

"Your mind is not right, right now." He simply states. Rubbing your back with one hand.

"Okay finnee.. let me continue working now." You pull and breakaway from his warm grasp. Going back to the paperwork hours and hours pass with Law bringing you food and water, since you were so focused all you would say is thank you, and not even look at him until the paperwork was depleted. You sigh loudly.

"What's wrong?" Law asks you.

"Now I'm bored! Do you have anything else for me to do?" You ask politely. He looks shocked that you finished all the paperwork.

"Those were about weeks worth of paperwork and you finished in one day?" He questions.

"Yea I can work fast so what?" You say nonchalantly sipping your new coffee.

"I'm switching your position from guard to the office."

"What?! What the hell? Why?" You ask really liking your old position.

"I want to be closer to you, is that all right?" He asks looking down his hat covering his face.

"Well if that's all you wanted you could have just said so." You state quickly as he perks up and you smile at him making him blush which makes you blush. You motion him over and he obeys. You stand and hug him close

"I'm strong willed Trafalgar, I'm still in my right mind, dont you worry, I'm just sooo tired" you admit.

"I can understand that" he says while looking at the clock. Its three am now wow. I hate leaving you alone." He releases you and says

"Room Shambles" "shambles" then reappears in front of you with a crochet needle and yarns. Surprised you ask

"Whered you get all this?" You motion towards the yarns and needle.

"Bepos room, he was asleep I'll explain to him in the morning. Maybe you can crochet him something?" Law says gently handing you the stuff.

"That sounds sweet! I'll do that thank you ... handsome" you say looking away blushing deep red making him blush slightly. You feel a hand on your chin tilting your head upwards he kisses you, you kiss him back deepening the kiss, using your tounge to flick his around feeling him smirk he uses one hand to play with your hair as the other caresses your back. Your hand find its way to his chest and one plays with his hair as you both break for air he looks like hes about to say something but stops.

"Two more days (n)" Law he reluctantly says.

"Its really late and I need to get some sleep. I'll have to see you tomorrow (n)" he says as he slips his hand off of yours while he heads to his bed. You stay at his desk crocheting well into the night and morning. You realize its nine am now and Law and everyone must be awake. You had just finished Bepos hat so you went to walk out the door but bump into someone.

"Excuse me-"

"Its just me (n)" you hear Law say as you see him holding two cups of coffee. He hands you a cup as you take it in one hand Bepos hat in the other.

"Thank you cutie" you say making Law blush slightly.

"Your welcome ... um dear" he manages to say making you blush a deep red. You giggle and sip some coffee.

"I finished Bepos hat I wanted to give it to him" you state as Law nods and let's you pass by him. Once you find Bepo you hold the hat behind yourself and say

"Bepo! Guess what I've made you?" You say happily.

"Hmm what is it (n)?" Bepo asks. You pull out the hat and shove it near Bepo he looks so happy.

"Awee (n) it looks just like Captain's hat. He told me you borrowed my crochet stuff thank youu" Bepo says.

"Oh yea here you go Bepo" you pull out and hand him the rest of the crochet stuff as he holds it.

"Thank you (n) I'll treasure it forever" Bepo says happily while leaving to his room. You walk back to the office to see a Law at his other desk as you sit down on the free desk holding your head up with you elbow. Plopping your head down on the desk you quickly pick your head back up. Law turns around to notice your strange behavior.

"Its time for a check up" he says nonchalantly. You get up and follow him to the med bay sitting on the bed.

"3.2.1." Law inserts the needle and draws your blood while you look away.

"All done" he says placing a gauze and tape over the hole.

Inserting the vile into the medical machine he stares at the screen as information pops up.

Turning to you he seemingly is trying to find words as he says

"Your fighter cells are starting to turn against your body since you havent slept in four days." You just nod understanding but feeling delirious.

"I feel high Law"

"That will happen when you start to hallucinate.. you should stay next to me from now on until I can get your medicine" Law states patting your head. You nuzzle his hand and he blushes slightly.

"I'm so in love with you" you tell him as he blushes deep red.

"I'm in love with you too (n)" he says appeasing you knowing your probably saying these things due to lack of sleep, but not wanting to hurt your feelings.

-☆-

After All Day

-☆-

After helping Law all day staying close to him following him places to and fore. It became dark and night time. In the office,

"I want you to stay with me tonight it may help you too" Law says gently. You just look over to him and nod.

"Okay what do you mean exactly, tomorrow is the day and you need sleep" you says blankly.

"Sleep with me tonight, um not like that but, just rest with me tonight." He stutters blushing deep red pulling his hat down over his face. You giggle and say

"Okay honey pie" you say giggling your head off.

"Whew I'm feeling it oh yea" you say which makes Law frown.

"Well tomorrow is the day so let's go rest now" he says taking your hand leading you to his room which you've never been in before.

"So quaint and cute!" You giggle loudly. As you squeeze Laws hand. He let's go and goes to the closet pulling out his old sweatshirt and sweatpants.

"Here change into these" he holds them for you as you start to take your shirt off he yelps

"In the bathroom, uh change in the bathroom!" He yells blushing wine redfully to his ears.

"Oh right sorry I guess I'm more delusional than I thought you giggle and laugh. Making Law frown. You take the clothes then change in the bathroom. Once done you come out and see Law staring at you blushing at you wearing his clothes.

"See something you like?" You say seductively.

"Why yes I do" Law chuckles at your tone.

"Come here" Law demands and you obey. Sliding into the bed next to him he wraps an arm around you as you both lay down staring into eachothers eyes as you see him start to drift off you pet his head.

"Goodnight Trafalgar" you say as you give him a gentle kiss on his forehead as he falls asleep. The next morning you had stayed awake unable to sleep but getting to see Trafalgars sleeping face was more than enough for you. As he wakes you coo to him.

"Wakey wakey cutie patootie" you say kissing his cheek until he opens his eyes. Looking a back at first but thinking about something he pulls you closer embracing you in a gaint hug.

"I think it's time to see how far -"

"Captain we see the island!" You both hear Bepo yell through the speaker system.

"Well speak of the devil. I have to go (n) stay here try not to uh yea, just be good" he says getting up getting dressed in his cloak grabbing Kikoku.

"Okay love I'll do whatever you say" you say as you sprawl all over the bed.

"Room Shambles"

-☆-

After Hours

-☆-

Your starting to get worried as it's been hours since Law left to the island. The Polar Tang had to submerge as the whirlpools were to much and rocks where everywhere.

"Shambles" you hear as Trafalgar appears cloak ripped, arm slightly bleeding.

"Oh my god what happened?!?!" You yell as Law just takes your hand

"Room Shambles" your both in the med bay now as he walks over to the medicine he made earlier days before. He took out the flower from his cloak and starts to make it into the medicine. Once done he take off his cloak revealing two deep gashes on his arm. He takes the medical drink and gently hands it to you.

"Drink up (n) all of it" you chug the gross drink until its empty starting to feel the effects of tiredness but refusing to sleep yet.

"Let me fix you up Law" you state getting needle and thread, stitching ready.

"Sit down" you say and he obeys as you start stiching him up him hissing. Once done you sterilize and dress his wound.

"What happened Law?" You ask concerned. He looks at you then gently speaks

"This island is home to dangerous ancient dinosaurs I got slashed by a flying one while I dodged three others to get your medicine." He states softly.

"What?! That was too dangerous I was going out of my mind with worry about yo-" you were cut off by Laws lips on yours, melting into him you give a soft moan. Breaking for air he starts to speak.

"Now remember I had something to talk to you about?" he asks you. Cocking your head to the side you say

"Oh right what was it Law?" You question.

"I wanted to tell you after all these four years I've learn something about myself. I'm in love with you. I love you (n). Will you please be my girlfriend? Now that your of sound mind" In shock you think for a minute.

"I'm in love with you as well and I love you too Trafalgar! Of course I'd love to be your girlfriend!" You squeal in happiness and slip your arms through his and hug him gently. As he hugs you back he stands and leads you into his room.

"Being my girlfriend, you dont have to wear that boiler outfit and I'd like you to move into my room" Law says in a whisper.

"Okay I'll move what I have tomorrow but for today and tonight we both need rest" you say as Law nods leading you to the bed you both slip into it while he wraps his non injured arm around you.

"I love you (n)" Trafalgar whispers in your ear making you shiver in happiness.

Looking up to meet his grey eyes you say

"I love you to Trafalgar" you say as you kiss his neck making him shiver.

"We better wait till I'm healed now" he winks at you, cups your cheek and kisses you deeply.

[fruitybashir]

Did Bojan talk to Martin about the whole... everything? Like I am assuming that he did because it seems like they have quite regular contact when Martin isn't busy (I interpreted it as him having only pretty recently been so busy that he doesn't pick up but maybe he hasn't really talked to Bojan on the phone since he moved so since the beginning of the fic?) so does Martin know anything? Does he know about Bojan's situation with his parents? What does he know about Kris? Did Bojan have anyone to talk about any of this like Kris had Jan?

Basically my question is just what about Martin?

OOF. coming in with the hard questions haha actually not too hard, just long so. under the cut

im gonna do my best to answer all the questions but im going in chronological order like how things happen in the holidate universe:

so from the start, martin has pretty much just left, started the fall semester in the uk or smthn idk i never went to university

and since then hes also been pretty busy. he does try his best to keep in contact with bojan, but it just often doesnt work out bc hes very ambitious with his studies and also meets new people hes being social with, so unfortunately keeping in contact with bojan and the rest falls behind a little bit at first, and then some more

of course thats not the end of their friendship or anything, but for bojan, whos been living with martin up until then and had him around at all times, thats already a pretty hard blow and that loss does contribute to his overall state of mind and struggles in this fic

martin was actually supposed to make an appearance around ch14/15 but i couldnt make the scene fit in like i wanted to so. that didnt happen :/

its not like they never talk though, just not as often as they would like. bojan does tell martin about kris, or at least he tells martin about sleeping with kris and spending lots of time with him and sleeping over, though he frames it as just them having fun etc, similar to how kris pretended in front of jan

theres also a lot of. martin having to give bojan a raincheck or cutting calls short and bojan just saying "oh yeah haha its fine, dont worry about it!" when it actually really stings and makes him feel more alone.

when bojan came out to his parents martin definitely dropped everything he had going on to be on a ten hour video call with bojan to make sure he was okay and also involved jan and jure in it, had them look after bojan etc, basically did everything he could while being half a continent away

bojan does ofc also talk to the others about things, after martin they are his best friends after all, but he never really talked to anyone about his feelings for kris bc he convinced himself that it wasnt a big deal and if he had talked to anyone about it, saying it out loud would have made it too real. as long as its just a fantasy in his head, hes safe from consequences. does that make sense? fears like that often dont, thats the thing.

and anxiety is rarely rational either. so in the week it all went down (him leaving, being distant, going home with the girl) he was just in a constant downward spiral. he knew martin would be able to help so in his mind martin was the only one that could help + he knew from the start that he was hurting kris. jan, nace and jure were also kris' friends so he was probably also scared to bring it up with them bc he was afraid they would "take kris' side" or smthn, idk, again: fear and anxiety clouds your rational thinking like you wouldnt believe

he also has his whole thing of not wanting to be a burden to anyone so when he tries calling martin over and over again and martin maybe texted back "sorry, i was busy, whats up?" bojan didnt want to make martin feel guilty for not picking up and probably just said "dont worry, nothing important" or smthn. and then when jan blew up on him and he broke down at practice and told the others what was going on etc etc etc it was most certainly jan who texted martin and told him like "its really fucking bad, can you please call him? even just a few minutes, but he needs you"

uhhhhhh i forgot where i was going with all of this. i hope its still at least somewhat coherent hskfnd if i forgot smthn just lmk

[ch0lwrld]

1:11 AM

pairings: beomgyu x gn!reader

genre: fluff with a bit of angst in the beginning

warnings: y/n’s grandparents are sick but beomgyu is there for you every step of the way

a/n: quick beomgyu drabble bc the thought of a sleepy gyu is so 😞. also sorry abt the bit of angst. i did not proofread so read at your own risk.

you cant sleep. and its not because gyu keeps accidentally nudging and kicking you on the bed because you can handle that. even if he hits your side a little too hard you usually just kick him back for good measure. you just can’t. not with the stress of seeing your parents again coming up so soon. the reason he’s actually here with you in your apartment is because he wanted to be there to comfort you. you don’t blame him for falling asleep with you but rather you blame yourself for having him come all the way here for nothing but your endless sulking.

you had called him and ranted to him about it. telling him how your mom wanted you to come over since your grandparents weren’t feeling well and their health wasn’t getting any better. you hadn’t seen them in years, you finally tried to cut them off after you had started working at a good paying job, enough to allow you to move out and away from them. you knew she wouldnt call if it wasnt something serious and you knew that by cutting them off you wouldn’t see your grandparents or anyone for that matter for awhile. but, as much as it hurt, it hurt more for you to stay any longer in that environment. and if moving out and leaving for good was enough to let them know what they did wrong then so be it. and then you were gone.

until now.

your grandparents were fine when you had left, not the best but they knew that. so hearing about your grandpas worsening condition, it hurt. your grandparents were always there for you and your siblings. they were there more than your own parents. your grandpa had always been the one to pick you up and drop you off at school alongside your brothers, your grandma always ready with food for when you got back. your grandpa was the one who taught you to drive and even to parallel park! so many big parts of your life were filled by them and losing them… you couldn’t even fathom the thought right now.

things were going so well at work. when you first found the job you struggled to get the hang of it at first but you soon learned to love it. it paid well and your coworkers were so friendly. the overall environment was amazing. you never thought you would like 9-5’s so much until you landed this spot and it really opened your eyes. you were grateful for the situation you were placed in and to have your loving boyfriend stick by you through it all was just the plus on the side. even though he was busy being an idol, he always found time to spend it with you even if it was in the late hours of the night. he would always answer with that deep, groggy voice and eyes barely opened to watch you talk on the screen. you admired how much he put up with with you but he always let you know that he loved you and no matter what he’d always be there. it was sweet and corny but you loved it all.

you remembered that with everything good happening in your life, something like this was bound to happen. you knew its only supposed to help you grow but you feel every bit of you being torn down day by day. your coworkers had noticed and eventually it got the attention of your boss. they let you have the week off to make time to visit your grandparents. you were grateful they were so understanding but it only made you feel worse that they noticed. you hated the way their faces looked at you in pity when all you wanted was to work all of these emotions out but you couldn’t even do your job correctly.

you couldn’t stop tossing in your sleep that you eventually woke beomgyu up, murmuring a quick sorry and brushing your hand through his hair. he was quick to melt into your touch, falling back to sleep at your side. you felt guilty as you carefully left the bed to head into the kitchen. you thought maybe a cup of tea would help ease any of your worries and finally help you sleep. you were careful not to make too much noise but you guess your effort went in vain as you heard a slight creak in the floorboards and a soft voice call at you from behind.

“what are you doing?”

you looked back to see him in the doorway of your bedroom, leaning agaisnt it as he rubbed at his still sleep ridden eyes. he looked so soft like this, you felt bad you woke him up but it was a little worth it.

“sorry, just couldn’t sleep. you can go back to bed though i’ll be there soon.”

“hmm.. i dont know if i can. i couldn’t feel you there so i got worried.”

he started towards you, wrapping his srms around your waist and setting his chin on your shoulder.

“can’t go back to sleep, not without you there.”

you chuckled. you took a quick sip of your tea, allowing the warmth to flow through your body before you responded back.

“okay clingy, lets go back then now.”

“mmm” he groaned into your ear as he had you waddle him back to the bed, still attached to your hip.

when you two finally settled back in bed he was a little more awake now. he stared at your still form eyes closed but he knew you were still awake.

“is it your parents again?”

you slowly opened your eyes.

“..yeah.. sorry. i just… nevermind”

“you can tell me. i mean i know you did earlier but im all ears now. always.”

he looked at you, watching as your eyes shifted from one to another. you knew you could trust him, you just felt bad to dump all of this on him since everything was going so well for him in his career.

but the look in his eyes as he held you close, fiddling with your fingers and letting his hands roam through your hair as he pushed it away from your face. he knew how much you loved when he played with you hair as much as you do with his. he always was up for putting it into bows and small pony tails or just in ways you would never think of. you would chase him around after it was done and you had looked yourself in the mirror. you always complained because you would always make him look cute and he’d leave you a mess. he’d always give you a loving peck to your lips as you complained as an apology but the knowing smirk on his face tells you otherwise.

he always knew how to make you feel so loved and in this moment as he held you in his arms, you knew. your head laid against his chest feeling each breath he took. it calmed your senses, your mind halting in the middle of the traffic to the sound of his breathing.

he just listened and listened as you talked about your worries. he’ll never not listen to you, not even if its somethings he’s heard over an over again because you forgot you had already told him that joke yesterday or just a minute before. he would always be there to lend you whatever you needed and if he needed to fly to the moon and back he would to see that smile on your face again. to see the frown on your features fade and the crinkle between your brows subside because he was the one making you feel this way. he wanted to be your comfort, your person and everything in between. it pained him to see you so down the last couple of days and he knew you always kept things inside to avoid burdening him with your troubles. but, he never saw it that way and he wished to make you know every second of the day.

you would open up to him with your daily troubles little by little and it made him happy to know that you trusted him and were getting more comfortable as the days passed by. he loved you, more than anything. so if all he needed was to listen and hold you close he could do it everyday if it meant giving you all the comfort and love you’d want and need. he’d do it a thousand times over if he had the choice.

because he loved you, and thats all you’d ever need. all you’d ever need was him.

[pastanest]

if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to the very lovely friends who have relentlessly sifted through tumblr archives to recover them, thank you all so much!! ♡

Dating Negan Would Include

- first of all, we’re not gonna be out here sayin you were in a relationship with him before the apocalypse, cuz we are NOT about to invalidate Lucille!!

- you might have known him before the apocalypse, maybe been neighbours

- or maybe you met after the apocalypse had already begun, it doesnt really matter

- from the moment he meets you, you’re sassing him into fits of laughter, insulting him playfully, and he loves it 

- the fact that you can keep up with his humour with your own is one of the sexiest things about you

- despite his cocky personality, Negan is desperate to impress you

- he gives you the best room in The Sanctuary, has Saviours delivering flowers and various gifts that he picks out for you 

- he’d never admit it to any of his men, but when he goes out on “runs” by himself, what he’s really doing is picking you flowers 

- everyone in the Sanctuary knows Negan’s whipped as all hell, but they wouldnt dare say it 

- anytime he’s caught any of the Saviours watching him talk to you or whispering and laughing about the two of you, he gives a fantastic display of protective aggression 

- the day you start returning his affections is the happiest day of his life 

- from the moment you slide a little note under his office door, he silences his meeting by slamming Lucille on the table and grinning 

“Fellas, I think it just might be my lucky day!”

- by the time Negan reads the note, you’ve already run back to your room, but he doesnt care. he runs right after you and knocks on your door 

- he’s beaming at you with the smuggest grin when you open the door 

“Well hello there sweetness, I got the impression you wanted to see me?” 

- you shake your head and laugh at him, before grabbing his shirt collar and pulling him into kiss you 

- Negan is crazy for you, without a doubt

- if anything were to happen you, anything at all, he’d lose his mind 

- a few times, some of the Saviours have really tested him when it comes to you

- like when Negan had to cut off a man’s hand because he used it to grab your butt as you walked past 

- or when Negan had to blind a man with red hot pokers because he climbed up to peep in the window when you were showering 

- or when he let you borrow Lucille because a woman was sitting on Negan’s lap trying to flirt with him

- you’ve gotta be a lil sadistic to be in a relationship with him, let’s be real 

- but he’s so cute 

- at completely random moments, Negan will just appear beside you or infront of you with a single flower he’s just picked 

“Saw this and couldnt help thinkin’ it’d look ever so pretty in your hair, doll.”

- he always makes sure he’s back from meetings in time to at least cuddle you to sleep

- most days he manages to make it home in time for dinner, and sometimes you’ll come home from a run to find that he’s waiting for you with two plates of whatever he’s just cooked 

- the two of you make a point of having at least one day off a week, a day when everyone is under strict rules not to disturb you, and all questions/queeries/problems should be dealt with by your third in command (you are Negan’s second, obviously) 

- on your days off, the two of you stay in lazy clothes, cuddled up in bed for hours. you’ll get up and cook breakfast together, then laugh your way through eating it

- you’ll talk for hours abour anything and everything, but also have moments of comfortable silence, just looking out the window together

- you’ll play through all the card games and board games you’ve stocked up from runs over the years

- Negan is very competitive, but seeing your gleeful smile and hearing you squeal with delight whenever you win feels like more of a prize than him winning 

- your days off end the same way all your days with Negan do: cuddled up in bed, him spooning you, placing a few delicate kisses along your neck before nuzzling there and taking a deep breath. you’ll squeeze his hand over your stomach and he’ll squeeze your right back, then maybe he’ll squeeze something else to make you laugh 

- if he’s ever called on early in the morning, he’ll threaten whoever came to wake him because there’s a risk of them waking you, but he’ll also leave you a note on his pillow to let you know where he is

- and although his love notes to you are very sweet, naturally, you prefer waking up in his arms, the first sound you hear being his soft snores 

- whatever happens, there’s never a doubt in your mind that the most badass man in existence is head over heels in love with you

[definitelynotshouting]

Hello again! Im so sorry to hear you feeling well when i sent in my ask the other day :( hoping that the life series drop tmrw will provide a much needed distraction for whatever you need it to :)

-☀️

"I know the, um, this morning didn't go… very well… but… if I could—""

"Good, he thinks, but it's a rote sentiment, not half so vicious as it had been only hours earlier."

- oh??? 👀 i am looking

- Im assuming this is the meeting they had about taking grian back to hermitcraft (and the revelation that grian feeds on emotions to survive)?? Very curious

- Now that metaphor about the childhood coat being stained is a lot more painful

-☀️

"even stolen energy can't make up for that."

"everything he'd never had the first time he— well, when Grian, the real Grian— had died."

- "stolen energy" omg i am biting ankles over this.

- And the "real Grian" thing. Yeah

- This is one of those moments where grian's whole situation is so much more potent and vivid. Imagining living as myself, but knowing im occupying someone elses body, and having my very lifeforce sustained by others?? Its not hard to understand why grian internalises and hates himself for being "a parasite". Idk thats probably very obvious to everyone else but this is the first time ive really thought about all of what that entails

-☀️

"Starving hands reach out from the depths of his mind to pull him back, stumbling, under that dark waterline."

- Love how the word "starving" implies that G falling asleep is more of a survival mechanism forcing him under so that his body can feed rather than only exhaustion

-☀️

"he's pressed a knife to every promise he's ever made since the day he emerged,"

- shaking you

-☀️

"His existence lies in the shadows of these distorted fractures, jagged hopes and dented dreams, forever fated to cut his hands on the fragments."

- AHHHHJSLDHSJSVSN

- Man 🧍

- Dont have any words. Just tears.

AAAAAAAAAA SUN ANON I ALWAYS LOVE SEEING YOU IN MY INBOX!!!! Gods im so glad these lines resonated with and interested you, they were a ton of fun to write

I have a brain today so i can actually expand on some of the things youve pointed out instead of just aiming heart eyes at you for the compliments fjsndjsjejke so for the first point, yes!!! Scar and Xisuma returned to the others post chap 6 and were like "Well that sucked!! Wow!!!!" I wouldnt say theyve given all the information to everybody, because they themselves aren't exactly ready to discuss that beyond the immediately required basics, but everyone else was given the gist: convo went badly, Grian is being taken back to Hermitcraft on Scar and Xisuma's insistence. Both Scar and Xisuma feel fucking horrible for how that conversation went down-- nobody had a good time there. So while the plan is to eventually get everyone up to speed, they're sorta taking this time to be miserable about what was essentially a fight that ended in stripping Grian of his autonomy

There's also a little cross-communication happening here in the background, btw: Scar and Xisuma have a pretty big picture now, but Tango, Mumbo, and Pearl have been fed that false info abt the potions being potentially useful. So, yknow :) just smth to keep in mind there haha

Your point about how it almost feels like Grian falling asleep is a survival mechanism is spot on the money. It's essentially him falling into a state of low power mode, where everything but his most basic of functions is shut down for a brief time in favour of preserving energy-- i would honestly consider it more equivalent to a coma than actual sleep. Hence Tango's concern, and subsequent relief when Grian woke up; the entire time he was unconscious, he was fully unresponsive. So, yknow. Real nerve-wracking to see, especially after that prior full week of unresponsiveness as his body struggled to maintain itself.

Tango's role here is indeed deliberate, both on a watsonian and doylist level!! The reason however is the exact same for both: Tango is a little more removed, personally, from this situation. Grian was-- and is-- his friend, ofc, but he's not as close to whats happening. Meanwhile, Xisuma is in 24/7 server babysitting mode, Pearl is not fit to be a caretaker, and Scar and Mumbo were tearing themselves apart by trying to sit and look after him. So Tango got assigned caretaker duties 😂😂😂😂 it was an effective way to divvy up tasks and keep everybody busy, and somewhat hilariously, so far Tango is the only person Grian isnt supremely upset with for one reason or another. And thats why he's continued to stay in caretaker mode lol he is truly just. The only guy who can rn

I also just sorta think of him as a surprisingly emotionally savvy fixer-type, in terms of personality. Like. I think he just gets what people set down in front of him, yknow? Although hell if he knows what to do with it once he's got em. He fumbles a lot, sure, and he defaults to fix-it mode, but he is getting the message when Grian essentially says "i dont wanna talk anymore" without actually saying it

As for Grian and his headspace, rn, theres definitely a complexity at work here where he wants to die and is very genuine in that, but he IS also grateful he's seeing his friends. He cant deny that. As painful as it is, he still loves them very much, and ultimately he's trying to do this for their own good as much as for his own sense of punishment and relief. I think like... now that he's really creeping up on what he has planned, and the pieces are suddenly becoming a reality, theres a bit of dissonance he's fighting against to stay on course. He wants his friends happy; he also wants to die. He's so overwhelmingly tired; he is, as much as he feels he doesnt deserve it, glad to have his friends close. That sort of hopelessness mixed with a warped sense of comfort that he got to see and interact with them one last time. If that makes any sense. Its a bit of complexity i wanted to make sure i added in, because people are so rarely fully decided on any course of action they choose to take, without even a single flicker of doubt (and especially one so final as this). Im glad youve picked up on that, and that you appreciate what i was trying to set down with it!!! :D

This was such a lovely message, as always-- you are very sweet, sun anon, and i appreciate you lots :] i hope you're having an excellent day!!!

[tealcaste]

hey guys its time for my (not so) daily licorice cookie rambles uh

why am i writing this at 2 am my sleeping schedule is FUCKED

anyways cut off cuz this is.. long erm

anyways so you. you guys know how lico was never taken seriously and so he turned to. black magic n allat SO LIKE if i recall correctly he was first studying to be a wiscard or smth and so. what. what if he WAS taken seriously when he was younger

obviously he would b a wizard and stuff (yahoo! good for him!) BUT i can't help but wonder if he would still act as arrogant and egotistical as he is now... OR wouls he have a change of heart of smth and b the sweetest most kindest person ever.....

i once did make a silly little design of him if he was liek. redeemed or smth idk. how to word it but that deisgn is so old and i. hate it..... so.... i may make a newer deisgn for him and. share it erm

anwyays back to the other topic i personally think that he would..sorta be still the same if he was redeemed. depending on how long he had been recognized for if that makes sense.

IF he was recpgnized from a very young age, then i can imagine hed be somewhat really different to how he acts now.. he'd probably be a lot more thoughtful n considerate with others..

however, IF at first he didn't get any recognition but then had some sort of miracle or smth that eventually GAVE him recognition, he'd probably act a too similar as how he is now. Is it due to a constant need of validation? Possibly. Is it due to jealousy of others? Yeah probably that as well. BUT in the end he would've matured enough and he wouldnt be that worse as his current arrogant self is.. or maybe hed be the same but just keep it in his mind idfk

Okay first option may seem a little out of character of him but like. it sort of make sense at the same time?? like just one tiny thing eventually grew into something bigger and that completely changed his life.

if that small thing (that is his lack of recognition) had been taken care of before it became practically unfixable, lico wouldve 100% have had a complety different life...

or. maybe in the end it all goes downhill and then he becomes the exact way he is now. LMFAO

also btw im not trying to say that his current self is bad, i love his current self dearly, but i genuinely cant help but wonder about how different his life would've been if he had been taken seriously...

speaking of this if he was redeemed n stuff or just. became a wizard or whatrver he was determined to be (im half asleep and relying on my memory cut me some slack plea), i feel like he'd. be great friends with starfruit... no specific reason why i jist. have that feeling..

if i do make his design ans make a little story for him does. does this count as an auGETS SHOT

i wouldve made this longer but my brain isnt braining right now so erm

[ash5monster01]

Lessons of You Part 6

Pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x FemReader

Warnings: Minors DNI, fluff, mentions of depression, smut, broken reader, 18+ (very smutty chapter 🫣) a/n: I fucking suck at smut so I apologize, just bear with me. also sorry this took forever, I’m a busy girl

Summary: Blake Parker was used to running. When life got hard, she’d run. The idea of sticking around to end up broken was scarier then she’d like to admit. So she hid away, cut all ties, and lived contently on her own. She was done running because no one could find her there. That is until a Navy Pilot runs into her life, and she learns allowing yourself to love can be scary, but hiding from it can be even worse.

word count: 2,996

Intro, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Final

Masterlist

Spending the weekend with Bradley was better than Blake had ever imagined. He had done so much for her in their little time together, including reuniting her with her cousins. If she hadn’t had his multiple talks she never would’ve felt the push to stop being stubborn and text them. But now she had them back, and between that and a warm Bradley in her bed she realized how truly lonely she was before. Her and Bradley had only kissed but surprising herself she figured maybe soon she could see herself trying things with him. The only issue was he was one guy, one person she could love, when multiple people she loved lived on the other side of the country.

Monday morning Bradley was supposed to report back to base and continue training for the rest of the week. Yet no one had still successfully completed the course. He would never tell Blake that the mission seemed that unlikely. Just like he planned to slip out early in the morning and not wake her with some sappy goodbye. Yet as he should’ve predicted Blake awoke beside him, rolling over and curling her arms around his bare waist. “Be safe big B”

“I will, I promise” Bradley’s heart clenched around the words he wasn’t sure he could keep. His father couldn’t keep them so why should he?

“Call me whenever you’re free, or come see me if you get anytime at all” his eyes widened as she told him this, figuring after this weekend she wanted to go back to her loneliness, but he had changed her. What she didn’t know was she had changed him too. How could you just meet someone and already feel so strongly about them?

“I hope you know I’m going to take you up on that offer and abuse my privileges as much as possible” Blake giggled as he rolled over into her, pressing a chaste kiss against her head. He was happy they had gone from her not wanting to exchange numbers to wanting him to text her as much as he could.

“I wouldn’t expect any less” she told him as he stood to retrieve his clothes.

“I’m going to be thinking about you the entire time I’m up there” he told her as he pulled his shirt over his head.

“Think of me on solid ground, keep your focus on flying” Bradley grinned at her again and leaned over the bed to press a kiss to her lips.

“Get some sleep, I’ll talk to you as soon as I can” Blake nodded and gave him one last soft smile before he was out the door. He kept his promise and had texted her any chance he got. When Blake wasn’t texting him she was texting her cousins. For the first time in a long time her week was exciting, interesting, and not just the same old routine with her same old thoughts. She was so thankful Brdley had done this for her. Thankful that Bradley was in her life. Then he showed up on her doorstep, she had just gotten off the phone with her Mom who was trying to convinve her to move back home, when she found a solemn Bradley on her front porch and she knew.

"You were picked?" he nodded and she felt herself take a gasp of air, like she was trying to breathe. She had prayed he wouldnt get picked when at the same time she wished he did because he desrved to show off his skill, to prove to his Dad that he was a good pilot just like him.

"My Uncle showed up on Monday, proved that the flight was possible. He announced who he picked today" Blake opened the door so he could come inside which Bradley had accepted as he made a B-line for her couch. Blake wasted no time sitting beside him and he wrapped his arm around her quickly. They were suggested to not leave base to keep focus but Bradley figured he couldn’t go without seeing her one last time.

"When do you leave?" she asked quietly, not wanting to think about the danger he would be in when she had come to care for him so much.

"Mission is first thing in the morning, I can't stay tonight" Blakes heart beat faster and she squeezed her eyes shut as she tried to calm down. She was being reminded of the exact reason she didn’t get close to people, because you could lose them.

"I talked to my Mom today, I think I might be moving back home" an ‘oh’ fell from Bradleys lips as she said this and she nodded, knowing she made the right choice waiting until after this whole mission thing. "I haven't told her yes yet, but my cousins have been texting and calling, and having them in my life again it is so hard to be so far away. I haven't seen them in so long"

"Understandable, if my Mom was still around I'd have no reason to stay in San Diego other than work" Blake knew he would understand but she hated brigning it up when the outcome of their relationsip becoming a relationship at all was slim. Bradley could die and she was moving away, to far to keep in touch.

"How long do you have till you have to be back?" Blake asked and Bradley looked down to his watch that laid on his wrist.

"A few hours" and just like that Blake was on his lap in a second, smashing her lips against his so hard his head spun for a moment. If this was possibly the last time they were going to see eahcother she wasn’t gong to waste it. So she feverishly kissed him, like her whole depended on it.

Bradley immediately knew this kiss was different because the previous times they had kissed her hands would always stay in one of three places. On his neck, on his waist, or on his back, pushing him closer as if that was possible. He knew this because her touch set his skin on fire, practically seared him, and he had memorized exactly where she had touched him. Yet now, those hands were on his shoulders, then his chest, then undoing each button on his Hawaiian shirt one by one. His heart nearly doubled in speed as she removed the fabric from his shoulders.

Removing her lips from his, Bradley’s breath got caught in his throat as he watched her grip the bottom of her shirt, and begin to pull it up and over her head. He knew she wasn’t wearing a bra, he made a mental note of that the minute he showed up at the door, and now she was removing her shirt and so dreadfully slow. Suddenly Bradley realized what was happening and set his hands on hers, the shirt not even an inch from showing him what he wanted to see the most.

“Are you sure?” he practically whispered, not wanting to ruin anything with the girl. He hadn’t connected with somebody on this level in so long.

“Bradley, I haven’t been sure about anything in my life for the last few years. But right now, here with you, is the most sure I’ve ever been” Bradley couldn’t help the dopey smile that reached his face from her words, and without another thought he removed his hands and allowed her to finish taking off the shirt.

Blake heard him suck in a sharp breath as she revealed her bare breasts, and she felt her nipples harden from the cool air and the large man beneath her. “Fuck” Bradley moaned and after one last glance to Blakes eyes he put his hands on her. Her head fell back the minute he made contact and he used this opportunity to place his mouth on one. Once he did she straightened up, surprised at the sensation. Bradley hummed softly against her chest as her hands curled in his hair, a new place to memorize her touch. Once he gave both breasts attention he blew softly at them, his breath hitting the wet spots he left behind which caused Blake to squirm in his lap.

“You’re gorgeous” he told her before locking his lips on hers again. Blake feverishly kissed back as he stood up, her still in his arms, and started walked towards the bedroom. She couldn’t help but giggle as they ran into a few things, Bradley trying to focus on kissing her while navigating his way down the hall.

Blake squealed lightly as he dropped her on the bed, smiling up at the boy. Bradley smirked as he shed his shorts. Blake took a moment to admire the way his black boxers looked on him. She never wanted to forget. Yet she didn’t have long to look considering he was leaning over her again, hands curling into the top of her sweatpants and slowly tugging them down. She dropped her head back, chest heaving at the anticipation of being naked with Bradley.

“I’m glad I met you” Blake said once Bradley had removed her pants and began to lean over her again. Bradley adorned a smug smile as she said it, the sentence confirming he meant as much to her and she did to him.

“Me too Blake” and then he silenced her again with a hard kiss, her head reeling and chest heaving from the brush of his bare skin against hers. They had shared this bed many of times before but now they were going to share each other. Blake’s hands had continued to discover Bradley’s body, as if she wasn’t holding herself back from memorizing every curve and angle on his body. His skin was soft, and warm to the touch, she noticed he always ran a bit warm than most. Considering she shared a bed with him and was used to always being cold.

Bradley’s one arm held himself up, while the other curled under her, pressing softly between her shoulder blades, and pushing her bare breasts against his chest. He basked in the feeling, realizing how lucky he was to be here. When he first met Blake she didn’t let anyone in, and now he was going to connect with her on a level that most people don’t. With this in mind he began to trail his kisses down, reveling in the taste of her skin as he pressed open mouth kisses to her neck, between the valley of her breasts, where he took notice of a birthmark laid between them, and then down her stomach where it jumped from the feeling of his lips on her.

Bradley hummed against her when her hands tangled into his hair, looking for stability as he made her feel sensations she hadn’t in a long time. He noticed the small gasp she made as his fingers curled into her underwear, slowly pulling down the fabric, and kissing each spot of new and exposed skin. It didn’t go unnoticed that he was experienced but she didn’t entirely mind. Especially once he had freed her from the rest of her clothes and put his mouth on her before she could process a thought. Bradley smiled in satisfaction as her whole body jumped once his tongue had slid between her folds. Her fingers scratched against his scalp but he didn’t mind one bit, despite being extremely hard from all of this, grinding into the mattress was enough relief as he got to pleasure the perfect girl in front of him.

“Fuck Bradley” Blake panted heavily as he continued to eat her out like a professional. The feeling of his tongue tasting every inch of her was euphoric, and then slowly he began to finger her and she was pretty sure she forgot her name. By the time he had added two fingers her knees began to shake and tighten around his head. Bradley smiled against her heat as the coil in her stomach began to snap. He felt her flutter against him and her body fall limp against the mattress. His dick twitched over the thought he had done that to her.

“You’re doing so good baby” Blake gave him a dopey smile as he stood up, preparing to peel off his boxers. Yet before he could she sat up despite her body’s protests and grabbed the hem of his boxers.

“You take off mine, I take off yours” she told him, seduction dripping from her lips. Bradley’s head fell back and let out a small groan as she released him from his boxers. Before he had even dropped his head to look back at her, her hand was wrapped at the base of his cock, giving a light squeeze before slowly pumping him. “I knew you’d be big”

“Don’t stroke my ego” Bradley growled, growing somehow impossibly harder as her tongue darted out and wiped away the pre-cum at his tip.

“I already am” she smirked at him and Bradley chuckled, but his laugh was cut short as she took him completely into her mouth, sucking, and using her hands where her mouth couldn’t reach. He noticed how she hummed against him, offering a vibrating sensation. This time his hands took purchase in her hair, tugging at the chocolate tresses as she got to taste as much of him as he did her. The minute he felt himself getting close he pulled away, her mouth releasing with a pop which made his hard on hurt even worse.

“I have to be inside of you right now” he told her, his own hand wrapping around his dick for some relief. Blake smiled and laid back down on the mattress, eyes never leaving him as she looked through her lashes.

“I’m right here” she said with a smile and Bradley moved towards her quickly. He was not shy about settling himself between her thighs, grinding against her heat as he pressed another soft kiss to her lips. Bradley felt her shuddered breaths against his mouth as he dragged his dick between her folds. His mouth stayed pressed against hers, them breathing from each others lips. When Bradley finally pressed the tip of himself inside of her, she gasped into his mouth which gave Bradley another thing to memorize.

Bradley pulled back, focused on sinking deeper into the girl. Once he was fully bottomed out he looked at the girl beneath him, the rise and fall of her chest from the anticipation of getting used to his size. Without sharing any words he met her eyes and she gave a fast nod, indicating she needed some movement. He didn’t need anything else before he pulled out and plunged into her again. Blake reached out for him as he continued to thrust against her. Bradley smiled and allowed the change in angle as her hands wrapped around his waist. Once he began to pick up speed her nails began to dig into him, dragging against his back. He didn’t mind, any memory he could keep from tonight he would.

“Would it be weird to say I love you, in some crazy, strong, barely know you, connection kind of way” it wasn’t an I love you in the sense of knowing someone so deeply and accepting every part of them, but an I love you for helping change me for the better and knowing me without really knowing me. It meant nothing and so much all at the same time.

“Not crazy at all, because I feel the same way” Bradley smiled and dropped down to kiss the girl again. Blake slowly pulled her hands from his back and to his own, guiding them to hold her chest as he continued to thrust into her. The minute his hands made contact and started to grope her tits she felt her stomach begin to tighten again. “I’m close B”

“Me too” he told her, the minute she made him fondle her he realized he couldn’t last much longer.

“Finish in me, I’m on birth control” Bradley didn’t need to be told twice as he picked up speed and suddenly she was pulsing around him, milking him for all he was worth, and he let go. Dropping down to suck on her tits as she pulsed against him and a stutter began to mess with the rhythm of his hips. He stayed buried inside of her as they came back from their highs, him noticing he had left quite a few bruises on her breasts.

“I don’t want to leave” he told her, relishing in the fact they were still one being at this moment,

“Me too” she told him, hands brushing through his hair again. He shook his head, looking into her eyes.

“You need too, your family needs you. I would do anything to have a family to go back too. I won’t be the reason you don’t” Blake felt tears come to her eyes as she thought of the poor boy beside her who had lost so much.

“I’ll be you’re family whenever you need Bradley, I’ll only be a phone call away” Bradley smiled at her kind offer but knew that she had led him to try and make amends with Maverick. Despite everything and all the tension he knew some family was better than none. He knew his parents would be happy to know they still had each other. Now if they both survived the mission, they could do their best to get to know each other again.

“I plan on using that phone call, especially after tonight” Blake chuckled at his way of saying he would need her for a booty call.

“That would be a long way to travel for just one night Bradley” she told him, cupping his face in her hands.

“For you it would be worth it, and you forget I know how to fly a plane”

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sometimes i think i wasnt an injury-prone child and then i realise im gaslighting myself

tw: fair descriptions of injury?? if you dont like blood uhh dont read <3 this is just me reminiscing on being a child who thinks they cannot feel. pain. sorry if its incoherent im very sick and life feels like a fever dream and i did not sleep last night! this is so diary-entry-core TLDR i had a lot of random injuries and a few medical mysteries.

i keep looking at the middle of my chest like "man where the fuck did i get this scar from" and then i remember this one childhood day where i was filled with hubris and slid down a chain in a playground and my skin tore from under my shirt and i started bleeding terribly ill also occasionally look at the permanent callouses on my hands and remember running down a hill at full speed, followed by rolling down a hill at full speed, crashing into rocky concrete, looking down at my hands and being utterly terrified because they're entirely covered in blood???? its all red??????? also spinning on the biggest rock in the rock garden in front of my house after a friend's birthday party blowing bubbles when i lose my footing and land chin-first into the sharpest rock there, getting blood all over my favourite party dress and having to go to the ER for 6 hours and getting, not stitches, but glue. yeowie. i scratched most of the scar off somehow, just tearing the skin off my face because i didnt like the texture. its still kind of there if you look at the right angle. being in gymnastics class, doing beat swings on the high bars, thinking "whey my hands hurt im gonna drop and get some chalk (for some reason. its not like i was slipping i was just yeowch)", dropping down, looking at my hands and LO AND BEHOLD three inches of the skin beneath my ring finger on both hands is sticking up stupid vertical ! i couldnt use my hands too good for the next two weeks, also the skin sticking up WAS NOT DEAD so i couldnt trim it without feeling excruciating pain. like cutting your ear off :( not really a "when i was younger" thing, still valid now, but i have hyper mobility so im stupid flexible. especially in my ankles! like i cant do sports without wearing ankle braces on both legs. even that cannot save me sometimes, i still die. anyway my mum thought i was a piece of shit and was faking my ankle injuries bc the limping would last like. a whole month wowie! then we realised i just have bad joint. also i can hit the splits anywhere without stretching, i can walk on the literal sides of my ankles (not like. the sides of my feet no no no. go even further beyond.), i can fold my fingers backwards into silly lookin curls without any pain and keep them there no issue, and i have gotten many MANY greenstick fractures even after my bones developed a lot because my bones soft and refuse to break like a normal persons. like my basketball coach will bend my leg back to test how far it goes and i wont feel any pain and he'll say like. "oh thats waaaay too far back to be safe." and ill laugh because it can go WAY further back! and i hate it !

BONUS: ME BEING A MEDICAL MYSTERY WOOOOO up to age 8 i would have these ... seizures? all throughout the night. i would shake super aggressively and it wouldnt wake me up. my mum filmed it one night when she finally caught it on video (she would stay up HOURS ON END trying to catch it. wild). the shaking would start like a twitching at my fingers and would travel to my hand, to my arm, to the rest of my body and youd think i got fucking electrocuted. anyway she showed it to doctors and they brought me in immediately to scan my brain for fuck knows what and they didnt. find anything? like my brain activity was completely normal. they didnt let me out of hopital for a week cus theyre like "THIS ISNT NORMAL SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH THIS KID" but. womp womp. we never found out. i dont shake anymore but i do shmove a lot. like, a lot a lot. and im always tired and im capable of falling asleep standing up. and have minor chronic fatigue. also i had a bullseye-type thingy on my thigh that really, REALLY looked like a tick bite! i was in immense amounts of pain and couldnt properly walk. there was a dot in the middle, and this surrounding ring of red would expand and shrink overtime. very reasonable to think of it as a tick bite. anyway my parents carried me out to the car in the middle of the night so we could go to sick kids. they measured how much the ring would expand by (i dont remeber number. it was beeg.) and then they sent me to the ER out of the concern that i would get lyme disease. they tested me or something idk i was unconcious and. IT WASNT A TICK BITE! you may be asking "so what was it, mr gorgeous fish?" um. well heres why this is in the 'medical mystery' section. they never found out. it went away a day later and we were just like "ah. okay." so. whoops. when i was a toddler they put me in an mri thing where they uh. strapped me down because toddlers usually freak out and damage the mri thingy? anyway. was in there for two hours. and i did not freak out. at all. i was asleep for one of the hours, but the second one i just laid there very awake and very still and the doctors thought i had brain. damage. i didnt! yay ! i also have many chronic illness now. weeeee i probably missed a lot of my stories here but anyway. heres me being silly

[queerlordsimon]

My guard, my savior

Silver x eldritch fae!gn reader

Prompt 43

“I wasent born to be soft and quiet. I was born to make the world shatter and shake at my fingertips”

Word count: 1,400

CW being forced to conform.(not graphic) releasing of said conforming. Mutual fondness (not truely romantic, but towards the end ment to be more skew that way)

(paired down version of an eldritch god, like a child of one)

(eldritch: weird and sinister or ghostly.)

(Story below the cut

y/n grew up in briar valley, and was destined to marry malleus, being another type of powerful fae, was raised to be betrothed to malleus, in fact.

y/n grew up in the castle, and at the very young age, it seemed they had their own agenda, and would not be one to follow destiny. Not that malleus cared too much. He wasent one to wish to be betrothed. And it didnt mean that they couldnt be friends. Throughout the centuries, they were often found sneaking off, to look at gargoyles, or they often would be found at creepy, or disturbing places in the forest, that they had lead malleus to see. It was clear that they were close, but more in the sibling department, not the way anyone was wishing.

Years down the line, lilia brought a human to the castle. And it seemed y/n took a liking to him. The other little boy running around the castle was a bit to loud for their liking, but this one seemed, so calm, and tired. When the boy got older, the two could be found in their free time, laying on the grass in the courtyard, cloud watching.

But soon after that, the human boy got whisked away to do different kinds of training, and y/n got put in a different kind of training. Some of the older people in the court, were set on destiny, and were going to make y/n corporate.

“You will be marrying prince malleus, y/n” theyd say, as they separated them from the people who would often distracted them, training them to be more quiet, and reserved. Not to run off, and to be more poised. And at first y/n wouldnt have it. But after about 2 years without seeing any of their friends, besides lilia, who would pop in despite the courts wishes, to inform them how the three were doing, they broke down more.

Soon they were much more poised, not as ruckus causing, and quieter. It was then they let them out more into the castle, and in their spare time during the year leading up to heading to nightraven, could be found sitting on a bench, watching the two children they watched grow up, training. Then what seemed like the blink of an eye for them. Malleus, lilia and y/n were off to night raven.

Malleus could tell their was a difference in their friend, but didnt say anything. Lilia would give them an easier time then anyone else.

Blink.

It was the next year, and one of the two boys that they had watched grow up joined them, and they were happy to see it was silver. They had insisted before leaving for night raven, knowing that the boys would be joining soon after, that the platinum haired human be their guard once he joined. Which the court agree’d, to keep y/n in their good graces, still hoping for them to be obedient. While having silver as a guard, they got to see how he grew up in their time away. They were highly shocked at how hed grown, not realizing it had been nearly 10 years. And being the eldritch fae they were, they could easily tell their was some sort of illness plaguing their dilligent guard, who over the years had grown more and more weary, more tired then when they were the wee thing they remembered.

When the human had gone to sleep, y/n could often be found pleading with lilia and malleus, very poised for the action, to help create a immortality potion. Lilia wasent against the idea, but malleus had seen no point in it. It wasent till their last year of staying at night raven, when the loud halfling had joined them, that malleus had agree’d, having apparently found a child of man he would wish to betroth, which had also relaxed y/n, making y/n not feel the need to be so reserved, but finding it hard to not be so poised. But they could often be found well into the night, working on the potion with malleus and lilia, while during the day, they spent more time with silver. Many found this action to be no more than y/n wanting to explore, and their guard diligently following, but they knew otherwise.

“You know, silver, i wasent born to be soft and quiet” the boy quirked up a eyebrow,. The two were sitting on the grass courtyard of the college, silver leaning back on his hands as he looked at the sky, y/n sitting with their ankles crossed, eyes trained on the sky as well, watching the clouds roll by. Silver glanced at the subject of their guarding.

“Well then, y/n. What were you born to be?”

“I was born to make the world shatter and shake at my fingertips, child of man. If you dont remember, i wasent always this calm and soft spoken” the statement got silvers attention, any drowsiness that would be seen in his eyes gone for the time being.

“So what made you this way now then?” y/n moved their gaze from the clouds the the silver haired human.

“The court. The one destined to be married to the prince of the briar valley was described to be an eldritch entity. A person beyond their knowledge. Being born as an eldritch fae, i was immediately cast into the role. But i wouldnt conform,” silver nodded, looking back at the sky.

“Well, conforming to peoples ideals isnt something you should have to do. And besides, now that malleus has found someone he would rather betroth, you should be free to do as you please.” y/n nodded. Looking back at the sky, watching as a cloud rolled by, before giggling and falling onto the grass, pointing to the cloud. Saying it looked like a very specific shape, that no one else would have seen. After the little talk they had, y/n was able to let go of all the training. Which made silver smile softly.

Boy help the campus, they were not ready for the attitude adjustment

Malleus welcomed it, glad to have them back. And y/n vowed to work harder then ever on the potion.

And within a few months, it was done. y/n was elated, and so was malleus. As malleus swiftly left, to meet his child of man, lilia had stopped y/n.

“So i figure i know, but why were you pushing so hard for us to make this?” y/n grinned a toothy grin. Before moving closer.

“May i give this to your son, lilia?”

“Why do you wish to?” this statement caught y/n slightly off guard, but they responded quickly.

“I can sense the illness that binds him, i wish to relieve him from the burden of such pain” lilia nodded swiftly.

“As you wish” as soon as the words were out of his mouth, y/n had left. They found silver, on the couch, where he had passed out about an hour before.

y/n tapped his knee softly, which woke the boy quickly, as they were the only one to wake him in such a way.

“Yes y/n, did you need something?” y/n outstretched their hand, showing him the vial.

“A vial of immortality, silver. “ silvers eyes widened softly.

“What-when-how did you make this?” his mind ran a faster than he had awaken, as he gingerly took it out of their hand, to inspect it.

“Me and malleus worked on it together.” silver nodded, trying to hand it back to y/n, who shook their head. “Its yours” silver raised an eyebrow.

“What do you mean? What about the ramshackle prefect that malleus is attached to?”

“He already took his portion to them. This was mine” silver tilted his head.

“Why?” was all he could say.

“I wish to rid you of the condition you live in. i want to see you as lively as you used to be” the human could not speak, before taking a deep breath, and looking straight into y/ns eyes, a thing that most didnt dare to do, only malleus and lilia having done so before.

“I will cherish what youve done for me forever.”

“And ill cherish a healthy lively, you for eternity”

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Wow, i guess these were just good writing days. I can guarantee unless i get a request im likely not gonna be inspired to write more after this. (lets hope im wrong) thanks for reading. I take requests, for twisted wonderland, obey me!, mha, and a few other fandoms. Also realized for a story for silver, it doesn't seem to contain much of silver. Whoops.

-queer.lord