#i know its probably meant to be like she's reading something upsetting/confusing and having a hard time getting through it

[goldenempyrean]

Four Dates and a Fever

〚 Notes - I missed writing for Lena <3 〛

〚 Pairing- Lena Luthor x Reader 〛

〚 Summary - Lena's worried after not hearing back from you after your date 〛

〚 Wordcount - 1800 〛

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“Hey! You’ve reached Y/N’s phone, please leave a message after the beep!”  

Your cheery voice played your voicemail message, just as it had done the three times prior when Lena had tried calling. 

She sighed disappointedly, rubbing the bridge of her nose before taking a breath, “It’s me, I know you’re probably busy,” She began, trying to keep her voice neutral as she continued despite the worry creeping up in her chest, “Could you please call me back when you get a minute. I’m getting a little worried. If something is wrong, then can you-“ 

A shrill tone cut her off as the voicemail began beeping to signal its end. A moment later send her message began playing back through the phone as it waited for confirmation to be sent. Lena cringed internally, she’d always hated the sound of her own voice - especially when it was like this.  

Lena may not exactly have been a social butterfly, but she understood social cues perfectly fine. She knew when she was being ignored or played. Left on read for days? They’re probably not interested. You should try to move on. Somebody keeps making up excuses to miss important events? Maybe its’s better to let them go and focus your energy elsewhere.  

But this was different. Things had been going so well between the pair of you. You’d never ignored her texts before. Infact you’d always responded quickly, even when she knew you were busy with other things. It made her feel wanted. So, this behaviour was completely out of the ordinary for you. It wasn’t just a simple, low effort rejection. Something just felt wrong. 

Last weekend, yourself on Lena had been on a date - your 4th date to be exact. It wasn’t anything too fancy, a nice meal followed by a long walk down by the harbour. You’d watched the sunset as the two of you talked about everything and anything until she eventually kissed you goodnight. 

Lena could already feel herself falling for you and she was almost certain those feelings were mutual. 

It was way she was so confused, and a little upset that over the past 3 days, all her texts and calls had gone unanswered. They hadn’t even been read, the little text box reading “Delivered” beneath her messages. If you weren’t interested any more than she’d much rather you tell her to her face rather than give her the silent treatment. 

But you weren’t the sort of person to ever do that, she knew that. It was why, despite her better judgement telling her it was stupid, Lena found herself standing in the elevator to your apartment building with a small bouquet of fresh, colourful flowers held carefully in her hands. 

The elevator dinged softly as it reached your floor, and Lena stepped out, her heels clicking lightly against the polished hallway floor. She still couldn’t quite believe that was doing this. Lena didn’t do the whole showing up unannounced thing. She respected space, boundaries, personal bubbles. But something about the silence was wrong…it wasn’t like you. Not after the way that night ended. Not after the way her name had lingered on your lips like a promise you meant to keep. 

The bouquet felt heavier in her hands than it had downstairs, like each bloom now carried the weight of her own nervousness. She paused in front of your door, biting her lip, then raised a fist to knock. 

Three soft raps. 

No answer. 

Her fingers hovered near the doorbell, but she hesitated. What if this really was a mistake? What if she was being too much, too soon? 

The flowers rustled in her hands as she hesitated, readjusting her grip. No. She came this far, she wanted to see you, she had to know for sure. The bell was pressed, and Lena could hear its tone echo through the door. 

She held her breath, hoping to hear the sound of movement inside. Yet there was silence. It was then that she realised that she actually had no idea if you were even home, for all she knew, she was waiting outside an apartment. 

“Y/N? It’s Lena.” She tried a final time. 

It was just as she was about to give up and go home - to tell herself this was a mistake and that she’d let herself care too much too fast - she heard it. A faint sound came from inside. 

“It’s open.” 

A voice. Your voice. It was quiet yet she’d made out the words clearly. Maybe a little too eagerly her hand moved to the door handle, pulling it down as she pushed the door open. 

Lena blinked, her eyes having to adjust for sudden, unexpected darkness. The apartment was dim, curtains drawn closed and lights turned off, the only light coming from the flickering of your TV which was playing a movie which had clearly been long forgotten about. 

“It’s me, I just- I haven’t heard anything from you in days… did I do something wrong? I thought we ended it well-“ She trailed off as she realised something was off. As her eyes adjusted to the lack of light, she slowly began to recognise your silhouette at the other side of the room. 

You were curled up on the couch, barely awake. Your hair was a mess, skin pale and a thick sheen of sweat clung to your brow. A half-empty water bottle rested on the coffee table next to an almost empty box of tissues, while several used ones littered the floor nearby. You looked… awful. Lena forgot about the flowers, setting them on your table quickly before coming over to you. 

You blinked sluggishly when she stepped into view, clearly trying to sit up but groaning softly as your body protested the movement. 

“Lena?” You croaked, voice coming out in a strained, unhealthy sounding rasp, “Am I dreaming?” 

The older woman shook her head fondly, “No, you’re not dreaming.”  

“Wait-“ You sniffled, bringing the sleeve of your hoodie up to your face to cover a damp cough, the unhealthy sound making her wince a little in sympathy “Don’t come over here.” 

It was a little late for that, Lena was already there. Her gaze softening as she knelt down beside the couch, reaching out to press the back of her hand against your forehead. 

“Well, this answers the question of why you haven’t been responding.” She sighed sympathetically. “Flu?” 

You coughed again, an unpleasant chesty sound. Lena reached out without a second thought, helping you to sit up as she rubbed your back until it had passed, “Black Death more like.” You wheezed, unhappily. 

“I see.” She held back a small grin at your dramatics, “When did this come on?” 

“Monday..? I think.” You rubbed your eyes, trying to think through the pounding headache behind them was proving to be difficult, “What day are we on..? God, I don’t know.” You gave up. You’d barely moved since you had been sent home ill from work at the beginning of the week. Moving took so much energy and that wasn’t even mentioning how dizzy you became whenever you mustered up the energy to stand. 

Lena’s brows furrowed with quiet concern as she listened, taking in the raw rasp in your voice and the way your body sagged back against the cushions the moment it wasn’t being held upright. You looked completely wrung out. 

“You poor thing,” she murmured softly, brushing a few strands of damp hair away from your forehead. “You’ve been like this all week? Alone? I wish you would’ve told me. I was worried I’d scared you away when you stopped responding.” 

You nodded absentmindedly but let out a small gasp at the sudden realisation that you’d been completely ghosting Lena over the past few days. Guilt instantly seeping in. The gasp had sent you into a sudden coughing fit, choking through them as you tried to apologise. 

Lena quickly moved into action to rub your back again, “Woah! Hey, hey, none of that. It’s nobody’s fault. I wouldn’t have answered my messages if I were in your condition either, seriously don’t start worrying about that. I’m just glad I came over when I did, okay?” She cupped your cheek gently once you’d finished coughing, her palm cool against your fever-hot skin.  

A few seconds later you felt a water bottle be lifted to your lips, “Drink.” She said simply as you looked at her from behind the bottle. You did as you were told, the liquid feeling good against your raw throat. 

You weren’t sure if it was the fever making you lightheaded or just the fact that she was here, looking at you like you weren’t the disgusting, mucus-ridden mess you felt like - but it made your chest ache in a different way. 

Lena moved to sit beside you, and you found yourself shuffling up close to her. She wasn’t saying anything, and you appreciated that. The silence between you felt warm, comforting, not expectant or heavy. She could feel you shivering slightly beside her, despite the sweat that sat in beads along your forehead. 

“Do you have any blankets?” She asked after a moment. 

You nodded, “Yeah, in the bedroo-“ You made a move to get up but that was quickly stopped. 

“Don’t be silly.” Lena’s voice was stern, and you knew this meant she would not be taking no for an answer, “Stay put, I’ll get it.” 

And she did, returning a few minutes later with a thick brown blanket which she gently draped over your shoulders, letting you get comfy against it, “Thank you.” You murmured, fighting the urge to yawn when Lena settled back down, letting you lean against her as her arm came up to rest over your shoulders. 

“I’m glad you came.” Your voice piped up again after a few moments of silence. Lena smiled, looking down at you, a certain sparkle of adoration in her eyes. 

She couldn’t resist planting a soft kiss to the top of your forehead, “I’m glad I came too. I don’t like seeing you under the weather of course, but I have to admit seeing you all wrapped up and cosy is adorable. I’m kind of regretting the fact that I’ll have to leave.” 

“You have to leave?” 

Lena nodded, “You’ll be wanting to sleep soon, you’re exhausted, and you need to rest.” 

“What if you didn’t?” 

“Didn’t what?” 

“Leave.” 

Lena blinked, unsure of what you were saying, “You want me to stay?” She tried to keep the hopeful tone from her voice, but it was clear she wanted nothing more to stay here and be by your side. 

You gave her a feverish smile, reaching up and cupping her cheek as you looked deep into her emerald, green eyes. You didn’t just see the love behind them, you saw the two of you and your life ahead together. It was a beautiful thing. 

“Of course I want you to stay.” 

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[charmallows]

i've always wondered what the direction for this line was. like why does she read it like this😭

[changisworld]

“Why do you make me feel like this, pretty?”

fuckboy!hyunjin x reader

Word count; 5,902

Summary: After hyunjin took your virginity, you grew attached despite trying your hardest not to. You find out he hooked up with someone the day after it happened which broke your heart, making you cry.. but of course, hyunjin caught you crying. He didn’t really know what he felt, it being new to him, as he tries to refuse the silly ideas popping into his brain, he can’t ignore how much you being upset is making his heart.. hurt?? Surely he doesn’t like you too..?

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**This can be read on its own despite it probably being confusing but i highly recommend reading part 1!**

SMUT WARNINGS: spit/drool, PIV, needy reader, pet names, shyish reader, rimming( f rec), oral ( f rec), fingering (f rec), finger sucking, unprotected sex, jealous jinnie, edging???,pull out method, literally 1 spank, slight dacryphilia, jealous jinnie, soft jinnie, kind jinnie, hyunjins a tease obvs, slight aftercare, wayyy fluffier ending than last time you're welcome!!

You & Hyunjin walk off campus, you still hiding your face from him, embarrassed at the tears now staining your cheeks, your face tinged red, you also don't fail to miss the looks you & Hyunjin are receiving from other students walking past the both of you, his arm still around you & you can't help but feel judged, so you push his arm off.

"Forget the cafe, I'm just gonna go home, I feel.. sick. I'll see you later Hyunjin." you murmur, still not looking at him in the eye.

"Y/n stop being weird, just cmon. I promise to cheer you up." He replies back, reaching out to cup your cheek but you move your head before murmuring a quick 'bye' before walking away from him hastily, leaving him standing there, confused & a bit annoyed.

He watches as you turn the corner & he huffs before kicking a stone nearby. 'Why do I care she's actually upset? 'What did I do wrong?' 'I hope she's okay' & 'Shit how can I apologise' are all thoughts that race through his head, no matter how much he tries to shake it all off, he genuinely feels guilty. But why? He never feels sorry for the girls he fucks n chucks, so what makes it different? He barely even knows you? He only spoke to you for a week which is barely anything. He sighs before pulling out his phone & going onto his contacts, about to call Joy, another one of his side things, before deciding against it, instead calling his friend Jisung& asking to meet him.

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Twenty minutes later Jisung meets him at the local dog walking park & they end up sitting on a bench, talking about random stuff before the topic of you comes up, but not because of Hyunjin.

“You’re lucky you got to partner up with y/n for that assignment, I got put with Changbin so obviously i fucking failed, tryna do that presentation on the spot was absolute torture, you still talk to her? she seems quiet as hell.” Han sighs, sipping his bubble tea through his straw & Hyunjin laughs.

“Ay! I actually helped her so shut up, just because you both have no more than eight brain cells, i’m just proof there is such a thing as looks & beauty. Nah, we haven’t really spoken since, just been busy i suppose & what the hell am i meant to say to her?” Hyunjin replies, a quick chuckle leaving his lips.

“What do you mean you’re proof that looks n beauty exist, y/n basically invented it you idiot. Wha'cha mean what are you meant to say to her? Did you fuck her too or something?" Han questions, leaning forward.

Hyunjin just kisses his teeth before nodding & Han just raises his eyebrows. "fuck, I didn't think someone like y/n would get around that way. Can you do me a favour n start speaking to her again n put in a good word about me I wanna approach her but she feels intimidating, you get me?" Once Hyunjin hears these words, a bad & gross feeling bubbles up in his stomach.. is what he feeling... jealousy?

"Uhh.. you're really not her type, she's not up for dating, she told me. Go try your luck with someone else." Hyunjin says in a bitter tone, not looking at the man in front of him & Han scoffs.

"You chat shit Hyunjin, stop gatekeeping! I'll just use my charms & trust me, we'll be fucking a week later n dating two weeks later." Jisung jokes, patting Hyunjins leg but he pushes it off.

"You're ridiculous Jisung, she won't want what's between your legs." Hyunjin spits out before standing up off the bench, stretching out & sighing. "I have things to do, you can keep day dreaming, I'll see you later. choke on your boba." Hyunjin jokes with Han & he spits out a bubble as a response before he walks away, leaving Han on the bench.

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He walks through the rest of the park, thinking about Hans words & he can't get over it. 'Why am I so jealous?' 'Who does he honestly think he is talking about y/n like that?' 'They wouldn't even look good together.' are things that keep racing through his head & he is getting more pissed off as the seconds go by.

He gets out of the park & he keeps walking on the pavement, not having an actual destination in mind.. until he seen you walking out of a random convenience store across the street & a lightbulb lights up behind his brown eyes.

He picks up the pace of his walk as he follows just far enough behind you on the other side of the road until you reach your apartment complex before entering & he can't help but feel like an absolute creep, but that doesn't stop him. He screenshots his location on find my Iphone, just so he won't forget where to go later on as he walks back the way he came, heading to the main line of shops near the campus.

He strolls around for around twenty minutes, looking at random little trinkets, bookmarks with the college logo on it, which he cringes at due to the look of it, before he keeps walking until he reaches a little florist shop.

He enters it, aimlessly walking around, fingertips grazing over a few roses & tulips, admiring the pretty colours as he sets his eyes on a bouquet of lillies. He picks it up, giving himself a better look at it before deciding he is happy with it, heading to the counter.

He places them down, not paying attention to the cashier as he looks at the little vases beside the register.

"Can I get this pink vase to- ohh, I didn't know you worked here Jennie, hiya." he says, surprised. "Sure. You know, Lisa doesn't like lillies, I suggest you get her daffodils, her favourite colour being yellow n all." she responds, smiling up at him. "Ah, they.. they're not for Lisa so I'll pass. Can you fill up the vase with a bit of water too? I think that's what you're supposed to do, right?" he says quickly, hand coming up to the back of his neck, the awkwardness filling the small space.

"mhmm. £29.11 is the total." She says in a cold voice, taking the tag off the vase as she turns around to the small sink, filling up the vase 1/3 of the way. She dumps the bouquet in the vase with no care at all before pushing it towards him, giving him the card machine. He pays, a strained, awkward smile on his face before saying thank you & leaving.

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After buying you a box of chocolates & a Vanilla bean smelling candle & following the path you walked on earlier, he ends up back outside your apartment complex.

He sits on the front steps, waiting for someone to leave the building so he can catch the door & once he is inside, he begins knocking on every door, talking to each person who answers in a quiet voice, Ignoring the confused looks of other students who recognise him who are all definitely wondering why he is knocking doors looking for you, making sure you wouldn't hear him & then refuse to open the door.

He reaches the fourth floor, mouth slightly dry from all the talking he has had to do & he is beginning to doubt his memory. He knocks on the third door & takes a step back, waiting for an answer as he hears footsteps & he can't help the smile that spreads across his face as you are the one who open the door.

"Surprise, & I'm not just talking about my pretty face. Can I come in?" he chirps as he raises his arms, making sure you see what he has brought despite it being almost all you can see, not missing the chance to give you an up & down look, you wearing black tight shorts & an oversized off the shoulder graphic shirt.

"Hyunjin, I told you I was sick.. How the hell do you know where I live?" you question, honestly just confused. "Does that matter? I asked a question, Don't leave me standing here I went to like twenty doors to find you!" he pouts. You roll your eyes & begin to shut the door but Hyunjin stops it with his foot.

"Okay okay okay! I followed you, but not in a creepy way I swear! I just wanted to.. apologise? But I knew you would ghost me If I text you." he says in a sulky voice. You groan before opening the door back open, his pretty face poking through the gap. "You are a creep, you know that? Why you apologising?" you question him, crossing your arms, not amused but slightly flattered despite not showing it.

"I'm not going to broadcast my deep, heart warming words in the corridor for everyone to hear, just let me inside, pleaseee." he pouts again & you just sigh before moving out of the way so he can enter, taking his shoes off as soon as they touch your laminate flooring.

You walk into your connected living room & kitchen before sitting on your corner kitchen counter, your legs swinging off it as Hyunjin follows behind you, looking around at the cute random decorations hung up on your walls & on the mantle pieces.

He places the flowers on your coffee table before walking back into your small kitchen & leaning on the opposite counter top, still holding the chocolates & candle.

"Okay, Can I give you my apology now? I rehearsed this to make sure I get everything right." He tries to joke but you just look at him with a blank expression before nodding, encouraging him to continue. "Okay, I didn't realise how much I've upset you & I'm sorry for not trying to check up on you sooner & stopped speaking to you. I partially didn't even mean to ghost you but I also genuinely thought you wouldn't speak to me anymore since you're always so concentrated on lessons & studying, I thought you would have thought I was getting in your way. I'm also sorry for fucking with that girl & you overheard it, if I'm genuinely being honest, I did it to try wipe my mind of you. I know what we did is a huge thing & it was wrong of me to have acted the way I did, if i'm being honest, this was the first time I did what we did so I just didn't really know how to act, but I'm genuinely sorry y/n. Chocolates?"

He blurts out, not taking his eyes off you as he feels his cheeks go hot, the nerves & also the way you're looking at him making him flustered. You both sit in silence for a minute, him waiting for a response & you thinking of a response.

"Gimme the box & light the candle for me, second drawer to your right n you will find a lighter. If you felt like this all week, You've still had seven days to come n tell me this but instead you've let me feel like shit for a week, this was the exact reason I was unsure to do it with you Hyunjin, in fear something like this would have happened & instead of just growing a pair & talking to me, you fuck someone else to just try forget?" You reply, your voice getting a bit shaky without meaning it, the feelings of it all hitting you again.

Hyunjin listens as he digs into his pocket & pulling out his own lighter & lighting it before putting it on the counter & he walks the few steps over to you, handing you the chocolate before standing right in front of you, leaning his hands on the counter on the outside of your legs, caging you in.

"Please y/n, don't think like that. I know I should have swallowed my pride n apologised earlier, I was just trying to convince myself I didn't give a fuck but I do, hence why I'm here. I honestly think you used those crystals & manifested this or something." he mumbles the last part, looking away from you, his ears going red after hearing his words out loud & your legs stop swinging as you pause at his words.

"What do you mean you actually give a fuck? What are you trying to say." you reply back, resisting the urge to reach out & stroke his hair. Hyunjin sighs & shakes his head. "Don't make me spit it out y/n, It's just gonna sound like a lie to you." You get an anxious feeling in your belly before taking his chin & guiding him to look back up at you. "Hyunjin, just say it, it's only me here anyway. Just say what you gotta say." you respond in a quiet but firm voice, honestly scared.

He doesn't have much option but to look at you as he lets himself melt into your hand lightly before taking a deep breath. "I.. care about you? I don't know, it feels weird but like... I genuinely felt like shit after how I treated you n i've tried to bury it but it just won't leave, I don't really know what it is about you n honestly it scares me." he says in a quiet, quick tone & your jaw drops.

You just freeze as you both just look at each other in complete silence not including the quiet crackling of the candle & your living room clock ticking. Hyunjin can't bare the awkwardness anymore as he gets shy for the first time in years, moving his arms to stand completely upright but you pull him in by the shirt to hug him, tears threatening to leave your eyes as his arms wrap around you in return.

"This better not be some sort of sick joke Hyunjin or i swear I'll kill you, you're gonna boost my ego to a fraction of what yours is." you half laugh as he nuzzles his face into your neck, inhaling your sweet smell. "It's not, dead serious. You're just different n I don't know how to feel about it, stop casting spells to make me attached to you. I've been itching to ask to see you all week, I wish I wasn't being so stubborn." he muffles into your neck, moving his head side to side slightly, his nose tickling your neck, making you lean more into him, chuckling at his stupid joke.

"Stop with the silly magic jokes, you're ridiculous. I want to say you're not forgiven since you need to prove to me you're not talking out your ass but I do accept your indeed heart warming apology & I appreciate it just more than the flowers n chocolate." you say in a soft voice & you feel Hyunjin smile against your neck before he moves & kisses the tip of your nose, smiling like a Cheshire cat.

"That's what I wanted to hear, I wouldn't be able to handle it if you had told me to fuck off, my first ever rejection coming from the first person I've ever bought a present for that isn't my mom." You chuckle at this before hopping off the counter, grabbing the box of chocolates that were staring at you.

"Rejection? You tryna say you like meee?" you tease, taking his hands before swaying them back & forth & he rolls his eyes, chuckling. "Was it not kinda obvious? I wanted to say it without directly saying it in case I embarrassed myself but... yeahhh I have a tiny crush, I think you made us soul tied or something." you just 'tut' at his remark but your face goes bright red at his confession, cheeks hurting from how much you're smiling.

"I'm touched. Got thee famous playboy hwang Hyunjin to like like me, not sure if it's a surprise but I like you too." You kiss his cheek before leading him to the couch as you sit on it, him flopping next to you. "Enough of the soppy talk for now or I'll get embarrassed, you can choose a movie while I get us a blanket." He just nods & you hand him the box of chocolates & he begins opening them as you scurry to your room to get your favourite fluffy blankets.

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You both end up watching a recommended Netflix romcom suggestion, both of you devouring your chocolates but you pay no mind to it.

Some point throughout, your legs end up swung over his as your head lays against his shoulder, him stroking your hair with one hand as the other hand caresses your thigh.

Every few minutes or so, you focus less on the movie & more on his touch as his hand slowly rises up your leg, then your thigh & his hand is now grazing against your inner thigh over your tight shorts, giving you goosebumps, which he doesn't miss.

This continues up until Hyunjin repositions himself, pushing your legs off him so he can lay down over your thighs, his view now sideways of the TV, not that he cares, not paying the slightest bit of attention anyway as you momentarily tense up beneath him.

You continue stroking his hair, sometimes digging your fingers into his scalp a bit to scratch it, making him let out a satisfied hum. You can't help but keep looking down at the beautiful man laying on you & you can't help but smile to yourself.

As if he can feel your eyes burning into his skull, he moves the blanket down your legs enough to expose your legs enough for him to begin planting little pecks on them, slightly tickilish but you don't miss the wetness now pooling under your shorts. "Stop teasing Hyune." you speak up, your voice quiet & he just chuckles.

"If you don't want me to tease, I won't complain if you lay back." he replies, not bothering to look up at you as his hand reaches to squeeze your thigh softly as he keeps giving your legs kisses, suckling at them slightly,

You think about what he says & you would be stupid to deny the chance, your pussy clenching around nothing. You lightly push his head up off you & he takes the hint, moving & you push the side of his arm, towards the edge of the couch & he looks at you slightly confused but does what he thinks you're hinting at, getting onto the floor right in front of you, looking up at you with his pretty eyes.

You give him a shy smile before you take it upon yourself to wriggle your shorts & underwear off, leaving your bottom half completely nude, biting your lip in anticipation.

"You really got this desperate since last time I saw you?" he teases & you put your hand in front of your cunt, covering it with how shy you've just started feeling but he is quick to pull it back off, looking at the small shimmer on your middle finger before licking it off in one go.

"Don't be shy, gorgeous. I've been just as desperate if not more, can I get a taste?" he says in a sweet voice, not looking away from you, stars in his eyes. "Please.. If you want to." you respond, hiding your face in your hands but he reaches up & swats your hands away yet again as his other hand begins to slowly drag through your folds, making your hips buck.

"Stop hiding, where's your confidence gone hmm? Do I make you that nervous? trust me, there's nothing I want more." he leans in & kisses right next to your lip before smirking at you & sinking back down onto the floor, blowing cold air onto your now soaking cunt, making your legs tense up & he tongues his cheek as he watches your face twitch.

He spreads your folds open, getting a better view of your hole, clenching around nothing before he licks a long, slow strip from your hole to the top of your clit, letting out a low groan in the process. "Taste better than anything y/n, I fucking swear." he says as he looks up at you for a split second. "eyes on me, if you look away I'll stop." he voices before digging in.

You do as he says & make eye contact with him as his mouth latches onto your cunt as he begins letting spit roll off his tongue, mixing with your juices just before slurping it back up, not afraid to make as much noise as the mixes of juices allow.

You weave your hand in his hair & play with his hair & scratch his scalp for him as he suctions his tongue onto your swollen button, both of you groaning at the same time.

"Hyune, so good" you whimper out, your breath shaky as your eyes struggle to stay open & you feel Hyunjin smile against you. He brings his fingers up to your clit before rubbing it in a steady rhythm as he lets go of before his tongue find its way into your opening before beginning to tongue fuck you & you throw your head back, your moans now louder than the TV still playing behind the both of you, your legs now closing around his head, not that he pays attention to that anyway, if anything he is enjoying it.

You begin to clench around his tongue which he remembers is your tell tail sign you're about to orgasm, your moans getting higher pitched & your grip on his hair getting tighter & he chooses to worm his tongue out of your hole before pinching your clit between his two fingers & dropping a glob of spit to it before giving it one more lick, smirking.

"I wanna try something I think you might like, turn over so you're facing your back to me, hunny." You huff at the beginning of a future orgasm beginning to appear suddenly bubbling away but you do as he says, slightly confused.

You get up on your knees & rest your elbows on the back of the couch, you now looking at the wall behind you. "Why am I fac-" you're cut off as Hyunjin spreads your cheeks & begins fondling them as he begins suckling on your pussy from behind, letting out a satisfied hum behind you as you begin kneading the couch until your fingers begin to ache, biting your lip to try hold back moans.

"G-gonna cum Hyunjin, keep g-going." you whimper, pushing yourself into his face, seeking even more from him if it's even possible & he gives you a quick slap on your ass as he removes himself from your cunt again, much to his own displeasure.

"Don't bite your lip y/nnie, I wanna hear you fully, Mkay?" he speaks from behind you as you yelp at the impact & he hums as he keeps kneading your ass, giving it a few kisses. "Your ass is to die for, you know that? Gonna taste it." Before you can even process what he says, your mind too full of lust to understand, he is letting a glob of spit fall past his lips & it landing right on your tightest hole.

You try jerk your hips away from him but he is quicker & pulls you back to him, keeping a tighter grip on your ass, keeping it spread as his tongue begins to graze over your pretty pucker, his eyes scrunching together as he smiles against you, tongue now drawing patterns on it as he lets go of one of your ass cheeks, going down to your leaking cunt again before entering two fingers, instantly finding the same G-spot that made you orgasm only a week or so ago.

Your hips buck at the new sensation & you let out a long mewl, letting your face fall onto the back of the couch as your knuckles turn white from how hard you're clenching on it.

Your pretty hole is clenching & pulsating on his tongue as he lets out a deep growl at your taste, so different compared to your cunt but still enjoyable, you're moans getting to an even higher pitch as his tongue enter inside you, swirling around as much as the tight ring will allow.

"Hyun- please l-let me cum, s-so- fuck!" you basically scream out, not even being able to find the strength to lift your head up to look at the man behind you as your pussy & ass clench around his fingers & tongue but right before you cum, Hyunjin pulls completely away, again & your legs shake from the painful pleasure of yet another stolen orgasm.

Hyunjin leans over so his clothed chest is touching your back & he tilts your head so he can see your pretty face & he sees your now tear soaked cheeks & your pretty, glossy eyes.

"Awww, pretty girl couldn't contain their tears, could you? I promise you can cum now, I don't have a condom on me though beautiful so do you just want my fingers hmm? or my tongue?" he questions as he strokes your now damp hair out of your face, pouting at you.

"J-just fuck me Hyune, j-just pull out." you whiimper back to him, your breath so unstable it's difficult to even push the words out. Hyunjin opens his mouth to re ask you, just to make sure he is hearing things right but you wiggle your naked ass against him & he bucks his hips before just nodding before kissing your shoulder & then shimmying his pants & underwear down, freeing his pretty cock.

He spits onto his cock, pumping it into his hand a few times, letting out a hushed groan before he aligns his tip with your pussy, rubbing himself against it a few times to coat his tip in your juices before prodding his tip against your hole, before pushing just the tip inside.

"I'm still gonna be gentle, it's only your second time, tell me if this position is uncomfortable." he speaks behind you & as you mumble out an 'okay' while your face now being mushed against the cushion again, he pushes his hips forward very slowly until he buries himself to the hilt, you both letting out a moan in unison.

He stills inside you, trying to not cum instantly from how hot your walls feel without the restriction of the condom he wore last time, his hands coming to rest on your hips as he waits for your signal to continue.

Your breath staggers as he pushes forward, the stretch being a bit painful but no way near as painful as last time & after a minute or so, you push yourself on his cock experimentally, making you both hiss.

"You- please move, mak-make me cum Hyune, p-please." you elongate the last word, turning your head to the side so he can actually hear you. He takes a deep breath & pulls out half way before pushing back in, the both of you letting out a whine as his balls slap against your clit, making it even more intense for you.

Hyunjin sets a steady rhythm, lightly using the tips of his finger nails to add sensation to your back, tickling it but also feeling nice as you know it will leave those pretty little red marks later on. Both of your moans & whines fill the small apartment, not even thinking about how your neighbours can one hundred percent hear you.

"Y/n yo-you're too tight, s-so warm." he breathes out, lifting his leg & standing it on the couch for a better angle as he keeps rutting into you, leaning over your back again to kiss your cheek, your moans going straight into his ears.

"To- so big hy-hyune, pleas-e lemme c-cum." you whimper, your eyes scrunching closed, the ends of Hyunjins hair tickling your face as he begins to nibble on your earlobe, your cunt clenching impossibly tight around his cock, almost suffocating it.

"c-cum with me baby, h-hold on for me." he groan back as he tilts his neck into an uncomfortable position just so he can kiss your lips. His tongue instantly enters your mouth & you suckle on it, tasting the remaining taste of your juices from what he hasn't already repeatedly swallowed, making you moan in content.

Hyunjin speeds up his pace slightly & your G-spot loves this, making your legs almost give out on the spot as your brain turns into mush. "I-in my s-stomach Hyun-deep." you babble out against his lips, barely even knowing your own name at this point.

As Hyunjin stands back upright after giving your shoulder a few pecks, his phone begins to ring. Your eyes spot his phone on the other end of the couch, where he was sitting earlier but he reaches over & declines it before shutting his phone completely off, throwing it to the side, his pace not slowing once.

You don't bother questioning it, instead focusing on the noises of your slick & his balls connecting together mixed with the sweat of the both of you, sloppy clapping noises of your skin connecting filling the room, your legs begin to give out as Hyunjin worms his fingers down to your clit yet again before rubbing it frantically.

"In your s-stomach hmm? You can cum for me angel, n-not gonna last, too w-wet n tight." he squabbles, breathing frantically & this i all you need to hear as your entire body tenses up as finally, your orgasm hits you like a brick wall & you let out a squeal & Hyunjin has to grip onto your hips as his life depend on it in order for you to not flop & slip off the couch.

Your noises & the way your pussy flutters around him is just too much for him to handle & as much as he doesn't want to, he pulls himself out of your wet, hot walls as his cum spurts down your ass & back, throwing his head back as his cock quite literally pulsates as his balls empty, a high pitched whimper leaving his lips, breathing staggered.

He comes back to his body quicker than you do & he helps reposition you so you're fully laying on the couch, trying to make sure his cum doesn't get onto any other surface.

He grabs his underwear & wipes the cum off your back in a comfortable silence, slightly twitching as he wipes it off. He leans over your back again before kissing your earlobe. "Did so well, so proud of you, still so pretty for me despite being sticky with sweat." you both weakly laugh as you turn onto your back before using the ounce of strength you have left to pull on his wrist.

"cuddle." is all you say as you pull on him until he lays on top of you, half his weight dangling off the arm of the couch as he lays his head on your chest, listening to your still racing heartbeat & he can't help but feel secure.

⭑･ﾟﾟ･:༅｡.｡༅:ﾟ::✼✿　　✿✼:ﾟ:༅｡.｡༅:*･ﾟﾟ･⭑

You both sit like this for a while, talking to one another about what you both spoke about in a bit more detail & also just talk to each other about things you don't know about one another, things like family pets, favourite colours, favourite brands etc.

Hyunjin ends up powering his phone back on & you are both just scrolling through his for you page, when you remember his phone ringing. "Quick question hyune, who was it that called you? If it was important you coulda stopped to answer." you ask him, not lifting your eyes from the video playing on his phone screen, not really thinking too much of it.

"Don't stress it, it was just someone I'm not gonna be speaking to anymore." he replies in s tired voice, still scrolling. His reply slightly confusing you. "Who? I don't mean to be nosey or anything but now i'm curious." you respond back, your fingers in his hair now pausing.

Without saying anything, he switches apps, onto his call log & it's Lisas name at the top.. nineteen missed calls. He just sighs as he presses on the 'more' option before deleting her number & deleting the Imessage conversation without even bothering to read her spam of texts, yelling, crying & cussing him out before switching apps back onto tiktok without saying a word & you just blush, your hands cupping his cheeks from above, your thumbs just below his eyes.

"You're cute." you say as you squeeze them playfully & he just 'tut's but still, he melts himself into your touch.

I'm not completely sure if I want to leave this story as a two parter orrrrrr do a third n final part but to everyone wanting a happier ending here you all are!

Tags: @troublemaker02 @ismokeeweed @lmhcats @isagerada @tsunderelino

[to-thelakes]

Luke confessing his love for reader during a screaming match/fight after confronting an unsub went wrong and reader being confused as to why he's telling them that now

faltered

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

summary; after you put yourself at risk, once again, luke finally snaps but the argument doesn't go in the way you expect.

warnings; fluff, angst, love-confession, happy ending, not proof-read

notes; is this proof-read? hell nah, is it good? honestly, anyone's guess, i am so so so so so bad at writing characters being angry because i just... honestly forgive people WAY too easy and i can't stay mad at people for long. i can probably count on one hand the amount of times i've actually been mad so this was a little experiment for me. and honestly, this little request/ask/whatever had me inspired and i wrote the dialogue last night and then finished it today so here is my little drabble/1.3k word one-shot about this scenario

“What the hell were you thinking!” Luke raged as he closed the hotel door behind him. You clenched your jaw, turning back to glare at him. You couldn’t believe this.

“I saved her life!” You snapped back as you looked up at him. He scoffed, throwing his hand up to gesture at your wound.

“Look at your face! You put yourself in the line of fire unnecessarily,” He argued back. You stared at him, in complete disbelief.

“I did what I thought was right,” You said, voice still loud but not quite shouting at him this time. You could feel the rage bubbling and you felt guilty enough that you didn’t need Luke shouting at you like your cheek hadn’t been slashed open.

“You knew that wasn’t the right call,” He responded, crossing his arms over his chest. You turned around briefly but his words stopped you in your step. You turned to face him.

“I had to do something!” You raged, anger jumping back to the surface within seconds.

“And letting the Unsub get you was the way of doing that, huh?” He questioned, venom lacing his tone. He couldn’t believe you had been so reckless and you didn’t understand why Luke cared so much.

“Yeah! I needed her to get away and if that meant I got hurt, oh well because she’s alive!” You argued, throwing your arm out as you spoke. Luke shook his head, disbelieving.

“No, we had a plan. You put that plan in jeopardy!” His voice raised at the last word, anger morphing his features. It would have bothered you if you weren’t equally as fired up, “If JJ hadn’t been there, you’d both be dead!”

“JJ was there, Luke. So, don’t give me this shit!” You shouted back before you turned around and grabbed your to-go bag. You wanted to get back to the team. You weren’t even sure why you let Luke come with you. Maybe you thought he’d be a comfort but he wasn’t. Of course, he wasn’t. You should have known.

“And what if she hadn’t been, huh?” He asked, voice levelling out as he stepped towards you. His arms still crossed over his chest.

“It doesn’t matter,” You retorted as you glanced over your shoulder. You were stuffing your clothes into the bag haphazardly, hoping that you could just leave this alone. But Luke wasn’t willing to give up it seemed.

“Yes, it does!” He practically shouted and you threw your last piece of clothing into the bag before you whirled on him.

“Why! Why does it matter so fucking much?” You were at your wit’s end with him. You were in pain, you were upset and you didn’t need this, “I’m alive, I’m here, I’m part of the team still! Prentiss isn’t mad at me so what gives you the right!” You were shouting again, rage bubbling over as you stepped towards him. You met his gaze defiantly.

“Because I love you!” He shouted back and you fell silent. Luke’s face suddenly morphed from anger to regret and he stepped back. You just stared, the silence permeating between the two of you. You didn’t know what to say. You were speechless and you just stared. 

“What?” You asked softly. All the anger had flooded out of you like the plug pulled out of sink and all that was left in its wake was confusion.

“You put yourself in the line of fire, again,” He tried to swerve away from his confession, ignore it. He tried to go back to what the argument had been about but you cut him off;

“Luke,” You tried to say something but you words seemed to falter. He looked at you for a moment and you opened your mouth before you frowned, “What do-?” You wrapped your arm around yourself, stepping back from him.

“You-” Luke faltered for a moment before he tried to inject the anger into his tone, “That is the second time you’ve put yourself in the line of fire. You can’t-” But the anger seemed to falter again. You were looking at him with an expression he couldn’t read and his words hung heavy on his tongue. Your mind was whirring with thoughts and you were trying to pick them apart, make sense of something.

“Why would you say that now?” You asked. He had never heard your tone so soft and guilt reared its ugly head in his chest. But also, that familiar sting of rejection began to creep in.

“What? What do you mean?” He replied, frowning down at you. You sighed raggedly.

“You can’t just throw around a confession like that,” You mumbled. Luke stepped back again, his face fell and you wrapped your arms tighter around yourself. You didn’t know what to think. You had loved Luke for so long. That’s why you had trusted him to come with you to the room but this, this was unfair.

“I wasn’t trying to-” But you cut him off with a soft; “I know.” Realistically, you did know that he wasn’t trying to use it as a guilt trip but it still felt so cruel. Why couldn’t he have said it some other time? Why now?

“I don’t understand why you’re so reckless,” He said after a beat of silence. You scoffed.

“It’s not recklessness, it’s a calculated decision,” You responded, wanting to shut this argument down before it even started again. Your anger wasn’t clouding your thoughts anymore so you thought you might as well explain it to him, “I knew JJ was behind me. I knew she’d be able to catch him. We had the profile wrong and I realised that. I didn’t have a choice. He was about to kill her.” Your gut twisted as you held yourself tighter. The sting of the knife against your cheek was still so fresh to you. You were lucky.

“And you got hurt,” He responded. You shrugged.

“But we’re both alive and I’m not gonna apologise for doing what I thought was right.” You said simply. He nodded and he stepped towards you. It felt hard to swallow as you stared down at the floor, unable to meet his gaze.

“I don’t expect you to,” His words were a simple reassurance but it made you feel a little lighter. You sent him an awkward half-smile, mumbling;

“Good.” There was silence for a few beats before you took a deep breath. You just had to say it, “But for what it’s worth, I think I love you too.” It was Luke’s turn to be silent this time and he stepped towards you. There was quiet for a moment and you chanced a look up at him. The frown had been replaced with a cheeky smile and you rolled your eyes at him, turning to look away.

“Huh,” He let out, the smile turning into a smirk as he stepped towards you. He wrapped his arms around your waist tugging you closer and you let him. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you looked up at him. 

You knew what he intended to do and you were quick to put your finger against his lips, stopping him from leaning any further, “Don’t even think about it, Alvez. Take me on a date first,” You stated. A grin began to spread across your face and you wished you could stop it but you couldn’t.

“Then let’s go out tonight,” He suggested. You hummed in thought before you nodded and pulled him against you.

“Okay,” You said. He couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face as he pulled you into a hug, holding you tightly, “As long as you kiss me goodnight,” You whispered against his skin. He chuckled and nodded his head against your hair.

“I can do that.”

<3

[silentstyx]

"Oh and You!" ~ Ethan Morgan x Reader

sum! Glue song by beabadoobee, also just cutesy moments with your boyfriend Ethan. (different moments/days)

tw! super fluff in gonna cry

this is so cute, also did yall know i do these a/n's before the fic lolzzz

"I've never known someone like you, ooh. Tangled in love, stuck by you, from the glue."

You and Ethan recently started dating and oh my goodness is this boy the most perfect amazing person boyfriend ever, and my golly he is whipped. He is so so sweet and treats you so so good. Not only that but he just loves you so much. Probably more than you love him.

Nonetheless, even though its been less than 6 months it is still the most perfect relationship and perfect boyfriend ever!

You were walking up to him and his friends at lunch. You sat next to him and he looked at you with those sweet eyes full of adoration and love. God, he loved you so much.

But much like every relationship there were flaws. He would forget to do some things that you had gotten used to, seeing as how this is his first relationship. He doesn't do it on purpose he's just not used to having say 'love you bye!' whenever one specific person is in the same room as him and he's leaving. He mostly gets in trouble over the phone for that though.

The bell rang, signalling that they're lunch was over and they were to head back to class. Leaving you alone.

Ethan was about to just leave. No kiss, no hug, no 'love you bye'.

"Uh, Ethan!" you grab his attention with your somewhat snarky yell.

He looks confused, scanning where he was sitting to see if he had dropped something, "hm?"

"Don't forget to kiss me!" you couldn't hold back your smile as his face came to the realisation.

You then changed to a more smug look when continuing on, "or else you'll have to miss me..."

He smiled and gave you a small but sweet peck on the lips before leaving the cafeteria.

"I guess I'm stuck forever by the glue, oh and you!"

Later that day you were in class together and there was a... pretty girl sitting next to him. She was new to school and needed a tour. She was asking Ethan, before you could interrupt he responded with, "Yeah, me and my girlfriend can show you around."

She immediately shut down the offer and he refused to take her without you. 20 minutes later while the teacher was in the middle of a lecture there was a paper ball wadded up that had hit your shoulder and was now on the floor. You open it up to see in green ink, 'Im stuck by you'

"Finding the right words to use for this song. I have you in mind, so it won't take so long!"

Ethan met you outside of your English class, one of the classes you don't have together. The assignment was, write a poem. About anything, horses, eggs, boyfriend, mom, dad, cat- wait boyfriend?

So you wrote a poem for him, you grabbed the paper out of your bag and read it to him. (im not good with poems you cant make me write one.)

"Never thought I'd find you, but you're here, and so I love you! I'm not wrong when I say,"

It wasn't unknown that Ethan was unpopular. It also was common knowledge that he got bullied. Usually it didn't bug him, but today it did. He walked home by himself. Shut himself out all day. Was consistently zoning out.

You went to the store, bought his favorite stuff and went to his house. You even got him some chocolate and flowers, because how often do guys get those when they feel bad. He immediately let you in when he found out who it was, he just wanted cuddles and you to rub his head. Then he saw you with matching star wars pajamas, chocolate, his favorite food, and flowers. As well as a scarf from his hogwarts house.

He gave you the biggest hug. He didn't ever think he would date you, or even end up knowing you! But you are. And you show up when he's upset, and so he loves you.

"hey, I've been stuck onto you. Like glue." He said peacefully. And while he was acting like you and him were stuck together, you knew he meant metaphorically. And he knew you would understood that.

"I've been stuck by glue. Right onto you!"

"I've been stuck by glue."

"I've never known..."

"I've never known someone like you"

"I've never known..."

Ethan whispered, "I've never known someone like you."

[velvetvexations]

TERFs are so bad at making bottom surgery sound bad. Saw one say "--- (read: trans woman "vaginas" and trans man "penises") is something only erotic to a necrophile". Which was obviously intended to be off putting but i dunno I think it sounds kinda metal???. N there's one i just ran into calling neovaginas "axe wounds" which I KNOW is meant as an insult but oh my god it makes them sound so badass to me

lmao it was bad enough I felt compelled to censor it but yeah we're all about reappropriating TERF conceptions of trans people here

I'm white myself but I've been noticing more and more that white trans people have such a victim complex and believe themselves (ourselves) to be the most oppressed group ever. An acquaintance of mine (a famous trans activist) recently said that "trans people are the only people that face hate for how we dress". Like??? what about ethnic and religious minorities??? what about All Women including cis ones??? She also loves using antisemitism as an example of what "could" or "is going to" happen to trans people while treating it as something that was resolved after ww2 and is not very much still rampant

People are drawing swastikas on Synagogues and calling it praxis!

Idk if you ever saw this comic, but about a month ago, a trans man made a jokey joke comic about making an appointment at the gyno where the receptionist was confused. The ultimate punchline was that he's trans, and thus is the one who needs the appointment. It's v clear that the main point of confusion is that the receptionist thought she was talking to a cis man, who would have no real need for gynecological care. In the "I'm upset when not about me" crowd of TRFs, they decided it was transmisogynistic bc no *actually* the receptionist thought the trans man on the line with a deep voice was really a trans woman. Because sometimes trans women are mistaken as men over the phone. Idk if they just missed that it wasn't a primary care provider or what, but it was v clear to me that the idea was confusing a trans man over the phone for a cis man. Cis men generally don't need gynecologists. Trans men can need gynecologists. It had fuck all to do with trans women on a subtextual level. I can't fathom how they thought that.

TRFs CANNOT fucking read holy shit I hope they fucking apologized to the author

sorry to bring up PT AGAIN ik you are probably tired of hearing about it, but one of the last posts.i read before unfollowing was a comparison of transandrophobia believers with James Fucking Somerton. and its ironic as fuck to me because alot of critiques of Somerton can absolutely apply to them. equating any critique as harassment based on their identity is a big one and its been driving me nuts to see trfs envoke a James Somerton comparison when they are doing similar shit to him

James Somerton is a convenient lightning rod to compare every bad queer person for the rest of time

As a trans male I hate the weird, white knight shit that i see so many other men doing rn, like shut up will you?? Trans boys are not "cowards" or "incels" for not putting themselves in harm's way for (ESPECIALLY) CIS WOMEN Or trans women/girls. I'm so sick of seeing that stupid shit. Those guys are on the same level as military recruiters in my opinion. Just as predatory and fucking dangerous. Like not to be a dick but why do they seem SO convinced that trans boy must be naturally so much stronger then the average trans girl? Hello???????? Hello???

Man is the Strong Gender.

honestly of it wasn't for the lesbian separatism shit i would think that some transfem TRFs want some kind of tradwife-style "macho manly man protects his wife who is a delicate flower incapable of both violence and self-defense who will die if you look at her too hard" thing with a transmasc partner or something, given the way they actively applaud transmascs who talk like that. which would be totally fine if it was a weird fetish thing but this seems to be an actual expression of their politics (also am i just old or does anyone remember when the dominant feminist rhetoric was "women are just as strong as any men and can protect themselves")

it sure feels like that doesn't it lmao

IN WHAT UNIVERSE ARE WHITE PEOPLE INVISIBLE lmaoooo that post was too much

seriously lmao

I really dislike "trans women are the women of women" cuz once again we're using woman to mean the lowest position in a hierarchy

as always

Just something I wanted to share bc it made me really happy: when the forcefem blog made that post about how forcemasc isn't revolutionary and makes no sense or whatever the fuck, one of my transfem mutuals talked about how stupid the aforementioned post was and expressed her support for forcemasc and transmascs in general. I had no doubts that she was supportive of transmascs but that made me super happy!

Hell yeah, I'm really happy for that anon!

Happy Christmas eve if u celebrate ^^ hope ur havin' a good evening [or whatever time it is over where u live]

you as well <3

Logging into Tumblr after a chill movie night with the family only to see you've murdered a guy, holy shit

my tits were too heavy once more

saw another transandrophobia denier, this time on my dash specifically

terrible

Hell yeah it's always nice to find a casual history enjoyer online who's not racist

I do my best.

[crrreoooo]

((Oh dear god the creepypasta subreddit and fandom wiki are AGAINST lost episodes it seems I can't tell-))

Sooo...I'm putting it here!

So, for context. I watch cartoons as a comfort thing, I didn’t have the best childhood, but that isn’t important for this story. One of my favorites has always been “The Amazing World of Gumball”, just my type of humor.

Anyways, this story took place while the show was in season 5, but I can’t remember exactly where it was at the time this happened. I saw an advertisement online for a DVD set of the show, which made me really happy. Even if such material is bootleg, it’s nice to keep physical media, just in case digital copies are for some reason unusable.

So, I bought it and it got delivered. I put it into my DVD player and started scrolling through the episode list, when I noticed that one of the options was season 5. This isn’t strange, but personally I would have waited for the whole season to be over to include it in something like this.

However, it at least meant I would have a moment to watch my favorite episode at that point of the season, episode 6. For anyone who never saw the show, it was titled “The Choices”, and followed Nicole in flashbacks as we find out how she and Richard first met. I loved their romantic story and I find flashback episodes entertaining in the general sense.

However…the episode wasn’t there. Instead, it was an episode titled “Finale”.

This confused me, and so, like anyone else would, I tried looking into it, however nothing came up. There was no talk about the show ending at season 5 and it obviously didn’t at this point.

So, with no luck through the internet or anything I knew about the show’s history, I decided I might as well just watch the episode.

It started like any other episode, in fact it started the exact same way as “The Choices”. However I quickly noticed a major flaw…Richard never showed up.

The kids suddenly started going silent, looking upset, as the camera moved over to Nicole, who was making food just like the original episode.

It then went into that freeze frame moment the original episode did, and Nicole sighed, questioning how it all came this way.

And so, the flashbacks go on, but without the different paths, just showing the entire timeline of how Nicole and Richard first met, and how they got together, no music.

But then, it cut to a set of storyboards. Richard and Nicole were in the car, Richard driving, but then they looked scared and started screaming as a CRASH was heard and the visuals glitched to black.

I was unnerved, as I just waited for the episode to continue. After a few minutes, I could hear something. There was soft crying, seemingly from Nicole, which kept going as the credits rolled, without music. Just white font for the credits, and at the very end of the credits, it had a piece of text that read:

“Thanks for nothing, Cartoon Network.”

The tape ejected itself, and I quickly put it back into its box, never planning to put it back in again. I just sat down and tried to keep looking into it, but still, nothing came up! There were always those silly rumors but those were always false! I tried asking, but people keep on thinking I made it up! I don’t know what to do anymore.

// Creator’s Note: Heya! This is my first ever (probably only) Creepypasta based upon a nightmare I had. I hope this is pretty good at least! //

[makesometime]

I had a request from @indoodlingmadness and @skeletonxqueen to write a sequel to my hair-braiding Tav/Astarion fic in which Astarion actually proposes.

I mostly managed that, I think. This is just a quick little fun thing, which I hope you both like.

(G-rated, ~800 words, named female drow Tav, more hair braiding and mistaken proposals, eventually fixed)

#

It's only been a couple of hours when Diina walks back into their house, the traitorous book tucked back in its place on the bookcase. She calls out a happy greeting on her way to the kitchen and he does his best to return it without any sort of hesitation. 

Dagger's mew from his shoulder tells him he probably failed. 

“Yes yes.” He sighs, scratching the top of their head. “Point well made.”

Eventually, Diina finishes her chores and finds her way to rest in his doorway, arms crossed over her chest in a familiar stance that makes Astarion feel oddly nostalgic. 

Until he realises she's looking at him the way she used to look at bullshitters on their travels through Faerûn.

“Tell me.” She starts, and he feels his stomach drop. No conversation that starts that way will ever be good. “Why the sweet old woman who runs the vegetable stall congratulated me on my betrothal, much to my confusion?”

He opens his mouth to reply, but she holds up a hand. His mouth snaps shut, and she can’t hide the wicked smirk she gets at his easy obedience.

“And the leather goods hawker, though he was a smug little git about it. The baker too, though they were at least apologetic when I didn't respond with anything other than a scowl.”

“Well, darling. You see….” He murmurs, trying to find some… poise for his response. She raises an eyebrow, and he can feel himself deflate. “I wasn't lying when I told you I didn't know what the pattern meant.”

Diina smiles, a soft, tender thing. She walks closer to the desk. “I didn't think you were, you silly man.”

Astarion huffs, sitting back and getting several little cat claws in his shoulder for his troubles. Of course the cat is taking her side. Traitorous little swine.

“Forgive me for asking but… are you upset?” 

She gives a little sigh, shifting her weight from one foot to the other and then walking around the desk to push up onto it, her feet swinging freely. “Of course not. I just thought it would be funny to tease you about it.”

“Mm, yes, very funny. See how I laugh.”

Diina scoffs as he can’t quite keep his face straight, reaching out to snatch up his hand and pull it to her heart. “I’m not opposed to the idea of marrying you, my love. I did however think we might have a little more time to get to know each other without the fate of Faerûn hanging over our heads.”

He flexes his fingers within her grip, just to test it, to see what she does. When she slips their fingers together, knitting their palms together as tight as they may do on the day of their eventual union, Astarion smiles.

“Very astute, darling.” He says. “I promise to read up on my elven braiding patterns, lest I communicate something quite unfortunate to the entirety of the Lower City one day.”

“Feel free to make up your own. It could be our own little language. How thrilling it’d be to see people try and figure out what it says when it’s just talking about how delicious my blood is.”

“Just, she says.” Astarion chuckles. “As if such a thing could ever be summed up in a simple braid.”

Diina sits with him for a long while, telling him stories from her errands and holding his hand until Dagger starts to climb down the length of his arm. She catches the sweet little thing up and kisses their head, hopping down to do the same thing to Astarion.

“I’ll be in the garden if you need me.”

He struggles to find his concentration, after that. His mind is filled with all sorts of fanciful thoughts, imagining getting to spend the rest of his days, the rest of time with Diina at his side. It’s a good thing being with her tempers his worst urges - he’d propose tomorrow, if he didn’t know better. If he didn’t know that it’ll be worth so much more if they wait.

Patience, it seems, will be a virtue - much though he might hate it. At least he’ll get to practice his skills so that when the time comes, he can do them perfectly.

(The right time, it turns out, is a few years later, Diina sleepily rubbing her eyes as he plaits the same betrothal braids back into place on her head with fingers that shake with anticipation. She turns her head to admire his work after, her gasp of realisation a pretty noise that he’ll carry with him forever. His choice to surprise her feels both corny and foolish right up until she turns to him with tears in her eyes, nodding with such ferocity that he worries about her neck. From that point on, it feels like the best decision he’s ever made.)

[m1ckeyb3rry]

rereading chapter 1 is so funny to me because its so blatant hes lying, and the GLASS

'please let me keep it, atleast until i understand why it was there in the first place'

and his jaw twitching

he KNEW he couldn't let her get that memory back

he sounded so worried though like 'nothing good will come from keeping it. nothing at all' like yes atleast youre self aware

THOUGH! i am fairly confused about when ty lee said that some parties wouldnt be pleased if they found out what she was doing, like i had assumed she was talking about zuko but now im thinking not? unless im missing something, because im pretty sure he knew about the memories, unless its azula shes talking about? working with her brother? or even taking her memories by order of azula without zuko knowing? but i doubt that one idk

ur fic is literally written better than most books ive read and its incredible, the foreshadowing and the details are so impressive to read

AHAHAH there are so many hints and references in the earlier chapters about reader’s identity that don’t really make sense until you know it!! i love adding things in like that because i want my stories to have rereadability?? like i want people to make new connections and interact w the story differently reading it the second time vs the first. i think it’s especially crucial to have things like that with an arc that’s built around a mystery (the true identity of “ursa”) — if you already know who she is, then it could very easily be a boring/frustrating arc to reread without those new things you can pick up on!!

ty lee was talking abt azula!! mostly because azula would be upset to hear that her ally was working w zuko…although ty lee doesn’t know who mc is, she’s not stupid and probably picked up on the fact that zuko’s hiding smth. she then (rightfully) assumed that if they were caught by azula they’d all be in trouble. it was meant to be misleading as it seems at first it would be zuko who’d be upset to know that ty lee is blocking reader’s chi, esp because ty lee is generally aligned with azula, so when it’s revealed that zuko is the one who ordered the memory blocking, it adds another layer of complication (which will be expanded upon once zuko and reader have their not-so-happy reunion)

but OMG thank you so much!! it means sm to me that you think so <3 i never thought that this would end up being such an involved fic (i originally estimated it to end up at about 60-70k words max) but it’s been so much fun to write and i really appreciate seeing how many people love it!!

[bahamutgames]

ZELDA : AFTERTHOUGHTS PRINCESS

Game: The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess (November 19, 2006)

Console: Gamecube

Fellas... There comes a time in every gamer's life when they should play a game that's wildly out of their comfort zone. And try a game series that they've only ever clowned on and not given the time of day previously. And in 2024, that day has come for me.

This is my first time EVER beating a Legend of Zelda game. I've played some when I was younger, but got bored or stuck and would put them down pretty quickly. But no, this time I did it and actually beat one for real. And now, for the first time ever. You'll get my true genuine thoughts on a Zelda game. Are you ready?

You know the drill, this isn't a review. Just my general thoughts for you to read. Please play anything I talk about that interests you!

SPOILERS FOR TWILIGHT PRINCESS AHEAD!!

Opening

So, as previously stated, I've had an odd history with this series. I thought it was cool as a kid because back then just being a video game kinda meant I adored you, regardless of if I played it or not (maybe not such a bad mentality to have sometimes lol). But I could never bring myself to beat any of them. Sometimes, I thought they were too boring. Too confusing. Too hard. Or just not my type of gameplay. Except one, and that one was Twilight Princess. I LOVED this game, and I wanted to beat it SO bad. But I got stuck during the teardrop collecting scene in Gerudo Valley, and never managed to beat it.

Years went on. And I started to just kinda lose all interest in Zelda unless it was in Smash Bros. I thought the series was massively overhyped, and just didn't have any interest in it. But I knew... One day, I'd have to come back and put my money where my mouth is. I knew one day I'd have to come back and finish Twilight Princess. If not for me, then for my tiny child self being so upset they got stuck in it. And maybe fix the timeline where I may have become a huge Zelda fan.

And so here we are! I finally finished Twilight Princess! Something just came over me and I decided, yeah, I wanna do that. So let's see what I thought about this game and my true renewed introduction to The Legend of Zelda!

Stuff I liked

So, to start. There's a lot of stuff in this series that even as a little bit of a Zelda hater, I couldn't deny. For one, the music. Yeah, even as someone who only consumes Zelda content through smash, it's no secret Zelda has GREAT music. And there's a lot of fantastic songs in this. I'm relisting to the ost as I write this and the opening theme is still pretty chill inducing. And Ordon Village is SUCH a nice song. Then there's the characters, they could never make me hate the Zelda characters. They are really good. Obviously you have Link, Zelda, and Ganon. Who are all at their BEST in this game specifically, sporting their best designs and all 3 of them being sword users which kinda owns. But the non-triforce characters are all fantastic. Agitha, the Yetis (my favorites probably lol), and Telma. From humans to Zora to cat. Everyone has a lot of personality and they're all great. I genuinely don't know if there's any characters off the top of my head that I didn't like.

And a lot of them are super fucking sexy and let's cut to the chase here: It's Midna. She's so fucking fine. Like, I always knew she was hot, but you don't really understand how INSANE her imp form is until you play the game. Why is one of her first shots on screen a close up of her ass? Why does she moan a little when you dash as Wolf Link? WHAT WERE THEY ON?? Her human form is sexy too. It's crazy-

But, let's get a little more serious here. Zelda, I feel like, is pretty well known for its stories? Or at least they're some of the more traditionally story and lore heavy games put out by Nintendo I think. And I did actually enjoy this game's plot a lot. I liked the invasion of Twilight into the world, it's a nice visual that isn't really scary. But more depressing, which is neat. I thought Zant was cool, the whole plot with the Fused Shadow, and finding out who Midna is, and everything in general was neat. Maybe not the most earth shattering story ever told, but like, it's good. And I'd say that matters more, it never felt like it was stagnating or getting weak. I think the pace of the plot keeps up pretty nicely. Even the reveal of Ganondorf as the true antagonist, a reveal that SHOULD piss me off. Because I usually hate when a new villain is killed for the same guy as always. And even though they kind of butcher Zant by the end, I think the Ganondorf reveal is cool and works, like, it doesn't feel like they said "oh we have to shoe-horn in ganon" it felt a little more like they were saving Ganon? if that makes any sense? And I have to give the game SO MUCH PROPS for not making Link and Zelda fall in love by the end. In fact, it's kind of cool Zelda is barely in it, just like Ganon. I was worried they'd force a romance between them but they don't. Link honestly seems to care more about Midna which makes sense because they work together the entire game. When the two of them smirk at eachother in the final boss, I loved that for them.

The visuals are also NICE in this game. I think Gamecube graphics are still really good, but especially for something trying to be hyper realistic. Twilight Princess' graphics have aged GOOD!! In particular, the fountains where the Light Gaurdians sleep all kind of blew me away lol

But even stuff like seeing the twilight over the Bridge of Eldin, or the mossy overgrown remnants of the Temple of Time. And even faces and characters and animals who are all realistic so they should look gross, just don't! The faces in particular are NICE and really stood out to me. They have some delightful facial expressions that I was really impressed by. I was reminded of how good animations and faces were in KH2, which actually predates this game by a year I believe.

And then there's the gameplay, which is typically my biggest gripe with these games. It's not bad gameplay. But it is kinda slow and tedious in my opinion. And while I certainly wouldn't say I was wrong, it is slow and tedious. When the game throws a GOOD dungeon your way, man, it clicks. Sometimes it'd be a drag, but sometimes you'd be just feeling so awesome putting everything in your arsenal to use. If I had to highlight one temple that I think is TP's shining star, it's the Temple of Time! THIS DUNGEON RULED! It's easily and favorite and the most compelling and fun one to do. Going through the first time, it's very standard. Using your tools in ways you'd expect. But by the end, you get a staff that lets you control statues, and that's where the fun starts. Having to figure out where to place statues and having the big ones slam things with their hammer is SO fun. And the pay off with the boss battle is WONDERFUL! Everything comes together when you realize the statues at the four corners have huge hammers, and you immediately know you gotta squish that spider! Bosses in particular were a highlight with some fantastic designs and neat ideas among even the worst of them. Not every dungeon is perfect, and some boss fights left a lot to be desired, but again when it clicked it really did click. I think the Monkey Temple was nice, the Twili Realm temple with the wall master hand thing was stressful but SO cool, Magnet gimmicks in the volcano were fantastic, and the ice temple mansion was such a cute idea even though I thought it was a huge chore until you get the ball and chain.

Which, is maybe my final point here, the weapons are fantastic! I actually enjoyed using the bow, double claw shots were SO cool, obviously I adored the statue wand. And had a surprising amount of fun with even simple things like... iron boots. But yeah the crown jewel was the Ball and Chain. That shit was SOOOOO cool and fun to use.

Stuff I didn't like

And that's actually a wonderful segue into my issues with this game. For starters, man, you barely use some of these tools, huh? The ENTIRE game I would see fans and junk and think "OH I can FINALLY use the Gale boomerang again!" And eventually I was right, when I was in the FINAL DUNGEON OF THE GAME! The spinning top thing, which is maybe the most out of place but coolest thing in your arsenal, is used like 2 times outside of the dungeon it's introduced in. And the poor ball and chain... Why didn't they let me kill Ganondorf with this thing? Come on. It's such a shame.

Which segues into my next issue. Wolf Link. Potentially the coolest concept in this game, with a WONDERFUL design. And potentially the most underused thing in the whole game. When it's put to it's full potential, it's so cute. I love that you can talk to animals and dig stuff up, and having to use wolf sense to find the Poes in the tomb was FANTASTIC and it's why it's one of the best dungeons. But like, the wolf only exists for that one dungeon and so you can do the tedious as fuck tear sections. In later dungeons it's almost a full on punishment, getting caught in dark clouds makes you turn into the wolf, which makes you have to go through the whole process of talking to Midna to untransform, it's odd.

Yeah man some of those dungeons and bosses did not hit. I thought the Yeti mansion was a TEDIOUS piece of shit. Requiring you to fight annoying ass wolves in snow you can't walk in and tediously carry canonballs around. Yes, the dungeon becomes AMAZING when you get the Ball and Chain and suddenly everything opens up and it all comes together and ends with another great boss. But god what a chore leading up to that. The water temple was insanely confusing, and I'm not just saying that as a meme I really did not understand the staircase thing in the main chamber. Some of them just have odd moments. Like the tomb, which is also a really good dungeon. But they have a weird gimmick where you are attacked by invisible ghost mice?? It's really weird. And bosses like the dragon, which SHOULD be cool, are kind of a chore if you don't realize you can lock on with pretty much every item in the game (I'll admit, I didn't realize this until way too late). Or the giant skeleton dragon which I actually thought was kind of confusing honestly. And a lot of enemies are kinda like this. A lot of enemies are MASSIVE chores to take down, and sometimes you'll have to take down a lot of them at once. Dragalfos, Darknauts, those weird worms under floor tiles. Every enemy can be a HUGE chore and I shudder to imagine fighting them without getting all the secret sword skills.

Speaking of Tedious, that's probably the biggest issue with this game over all. It can be REALLY tedious. Having to run all around hyrule, especially later into the game and before you can teleport, is tedious. The tears of light sections are so long and boring and kind of not fun except the boss with the giant dark bug. And like, the entirety of Lake Hylia is SO FUCKING TEDIOUS. Running around the lake, having to talk to the canon guy 50 billion times. The giant bird boss there. The story does not meander, but it sure felt like the game was meandering at that part. Why was there a fucking on rails gliding section that was MANDATORY to do multiple times. Oh my goooooood. And it's just a lot of little stuff can explode into HUGE things really quickly or get kinda ruined when you have to spend so much extra effort getting through it. Fighting Skull Kid can be a bit of a chore, especially when you do it TWICE. Having to blast off into the desert multiple times before you can teleport to it. Being stopped every 5 seconds to fight those weird big twili that have to be killed all at once which is neat the first 10 or so times but wears thin REAL quick. It's a lot.

But my final complaint, and maybe this is a bit more a nitpick. Would be the final boss. I think fighting Zelda is neat. But it's a shame we don't see her ACTUALLY use her sword a single time in the game. And then I thought Beast Ganon was SO cool for the first phase. Having to aim while he charges you. But then the second phase... Oh boy. Did you like the stupid goat grappling mini game? What if that came back as a main part of the final boss instead of... idk... any of your old tools that barely get used? No, you get to do shitty horse combat AGAIN! I HATE THE HORSE COMBAT SO MUCH! Albeit the final boss version is the best of the 3 times you do it, and it's an honestly kick ass set piece. But I could probably do without it lmao. And then the final phase. A 1-on-1 sword fight between Link and Ganondorf. This is SO BAD ASS! And it should be the best part of the whole game. Except I unlocked all the secret sword techniques so he basically couldn't hit me as long as I spammed Helm Splitter and stuff. Being too easy isn't inherently a bad thing, but like... Did you REALLY have to make him a carbon copy of the Darknauts?

Final Thoughts

So... what do I think about Zelda now? I've finally given it a shot, and honestly gave it a fair chance and saw it through to the end for the first time. What do I think?

I get it now. I don't know if this is for me, I'll be honest. But I get it. Where I see "slow and tedious" I can see where Zelda fans see "methodical and epic". It's got great characters, and music, and concepts, and even if I do still think it's maybe a touch overrated, I do understand WHY it gets that praise. It's nice to maybe be able to justify why the series doesn't click with me the way it does with everyone else now that I've actually played it for real. That's why there's not really much to lose with trying stuff, even with something you dislike.

But honestly, I wouldn't say I disliked it. Yes, it's maybe not for me. But from my understanding, Breath of the Wild is GREAT for people who aren't Zelda fans. And there's the whole world of 2D Zeldas to try. I think this is a game that in a few years I won't be able to help but look back on it extremely fondly. From its edgelord aesthetics to midna's insanely hot body, there really is something here I can't help but feel like... Yeah, okay that was cool. I get a feeling my time with Zelda isn't over just yet. But we'll have to see what I tackle next. For now, I think I'm done.

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And that's that. I'm sure some people were interested in seeing what I thought about this game, and I hope this messy garble of words gives you a good idea into what I'm thinking. This was certainly an interesting experience and even though it pissed me off a good bit, I feel better for having gone through it.

As always, feel free to follow me on twitter where I now unashamedly will retweet all the hot Midna fanart I see. I'm a Zelda fan now, guys. I can retweet it and it's not horny, I'm just such a huge fan!!

That's all I have for now, go out and play a game you normally wouldn't give a chance!

[mystique-6]

Kinktober Day 4: Thigh Riding/Sex Pollen/Forced Orgasm (it's really more like Whumptober)

Summary: Ailis accidentally drugs herself with an aphrodisiac. Not knowing if ignoring the effects of the drug are fatal, it forces a sexual encounter with Astarion when the two are barely on speaking terms.

Hello! My hyperfixation on Astarion has got me in the writing mood so I will be participating in Kinktober using @flightlessangelwings Kinktober list. The pieces may be part of a bigger fic(s) that I'll be getting too when I have more time or they may be standalones. Either way, I hope you enjoy. I do plan on completing the 31 prompts though it will take me past October. The first fic I am listing below. I also have posted on AO3.

Warning: Anyone under 18 do not interact. Please pay attention to the tag warnings below.

Tag Warnings: Thigh Riding, Sex Pollen, Forced Orgasm, Dubious Consent, Hurt/Comfort, Fuck or Die, Crying, Whump

**** Important Note**** Okay this prompt really got away from me. It was not supposed to be this long and it definitely wasn't supposed to be angsty at all. This is part of kinktober but I think it's clear I turned this into a whumptober post. Please pay attention to the tags. Due to the fact that it's not really kink anymore I am not going to include it in the tags. I don't think it fits.

Also, these prompts are possibly going to be in my main fic for Ailis/Astarion. They were meant to be written so they could be read completely on their own but as I said...this prompt got away from me. There's something referenced that might be a bit confusing but I think you can probably guess a bit of Ailis' backstory from what is provided.

Additional Note: This fic involves Spawn Astarion.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from BG3.

            Ailis and Astarion traipsed through the Underdark in a stony silence, both doing the best they could to ignore the other.  Ailis wished she’d been stuck with any other member of the rag tag group she’d been traveling with.  Usually, she didn’t mind being paired with Astarion, but he’d been insufferable from the moment they descended into the Underdark, being prickly and rude to everyone.  They had had words, and now weren’t currently on speaking terms.

            For the past day, if they had needed to pair off, they both opted to go with a different companion.  There hadn’t been an option this time.  They’d stumbled upon a set of timmask mushrooms and set off its confusing causing spores.  The confusion had separated them from the rest of the group.  It had been about an hour now and they still hadn’t found them.  She hoped the rest of the group had managed to stay together.

            “Do you hear or see any sign of them?” she asked, breaking their silence.

            “If I did, I would have said so,” Astarion replied icily.  He didn’t even look at her.  Ailis felt her anger rekindle and she stormed off ahead of him a few feet.  She had reached her limit with his attitude.  She understood he was upset over losing the sun again, but he had no right to take it out on her and the others.  She tried always to grant him grace and patience, but when he got like this, he made it so difficult for her.  She didn’t like the reminder of her more negative traits.  She was trying to be better.

            Suddenly, she felt something deflate beneath her boot and she became surrounded by a gold dust that puffed up into the air around her.  She began to sneeze and tried to back out of the dust cloud, but she ended up creating another cloud when she stepped on, what she now saw was, another mushroom.  She began to panic as she saw she’d stumbled into a field of these mushrooms, and she’d be unlikely to make her way out of it without stepping on another between her sneezing and the thick cloud of dust that was beginning to impede her view.  She took a hesitant step but felt another mushroom beneath her boot.  Just as she was about to call for help, she felt a hard tug on her arm and she was dragged out of the mushroom field, somehow managing to not burst another mushroom in the process.

            “You would think, considering what happened due to the timmask spores, that you would pay more attention to where you are walking,” Astarion scolded her harshly.

            “Well, if you weren’t being such an insufferable jerk…”

            “Don’t blame me for your missteps,” Astarion snapped.  “If I were you, I’d spend my time hoping those mushrooms aren’t poisonous.”

            Ailis felt her anger be replaced with worry.  She glanced back at the mushroom patch, but they looked just as foreign to her as everything else did down here.  She looked back at Astarion.  “Do you know what kind of mushrooms they are?”

            Astarion snorted.  “Why would I?  Too bad you didn’t get stuck with Gale.  The wizard would probably know.”  He frowned as he gazed down at her.  She must have looked pathetic because his expression softened slightly.  “Do you feel all right?”

            Ailis thought for a moment, taking stock of her body.  She didn’t feel sick or light-headed.  After the initial fit of sneezing, she had no trouble breathing nor was she in pain.  “I feel fine.”

            “Let’s get a move on then,” Astarion said walking on ahead of her.  “Try not to walk into any other mushroom patches, hmm?”  She scowled at his back and followed him, paying more attention to where she stepped.

            After a few minutes, she did start to feel strange.  She became warm and flushed.  Her heartrate sped up a bit and her breathing changed to quick and shallow breaths.  To her shock and horror, she felt heat pooling to in between her legs and she could tell she was already wet.  Feeling panicked she called out to Astarion.

            He turned back to her, clearly annoyed.  “What is it now?” he asked.  His expression quickly turned to one of concern though.  “Ailis, what’s wrong?”  He walked back to her and placed a hand on her waist to steady her when she swayed a bit.  She moaned.  They both stood there shocked for a moment.  “Ailis, what…”

            “I think it’s the mushrooms,” Ailis gasped.  “I..I want…I need…”  With no control of her actions her hand slipped into her pants and undergarment.  Her face became even more flushed.  She was appalled by her behavior.

            Astarion’s expression was both shocked and amused.  “Those mushrooms must have been an aphrodisiac,” he said.  He then grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand out of her pants, and began to lead her forward.

            Ailis whined.  “I need…”

            “I know what you need,” Astarion told her.  “We’re going to take care of that in a moment for you.  Let’s try to find a more secluded place first.”  She whined, but continued to follow him.  The intensity of her need only grew and she would have been lost if he hadn’t been holding her hand.  He finally led them over to a small alcove formed in the middle of a rock formation.  He sat down on a rock that time had leveled out.  He spread his legs to be shoulder width apart and then pulled her forward so she was straddled over one of his thighs, but made no other move to touch her.  She gazed at him in confusion.

            “Well, go on, Ailis.  Take what you need,” he said, raising his thigh to bump against her core so she would understand what he intended for her.

            She whined, from both the contact and dismay.  “I want…I want you to touch me.”

            “Well unfortunately for you, I’m a bit cross with you right now and I don’t want to touch you,” he snapped.  “You should consider yourself lucky that I’m letting you hump my leg like some common bitch in heat.”  Tears welled up in her eyes and she bit her lip to keep it from trembling.  She didn’t want to use his body to meet her needs if he didn’t want her, but her desire was too strong.  She lowered herself onto his thigh and then gently grinded herself against it.  It was barely anything at all, but she still groaned in relief and she slumped against his torse.  She was surprised when his arms came up around her and he began to stroke her back.

            “Come on now, darling,” he said much gentler than before.  “Take what you need.”  She moaned and moved again, pressing down harder on his thigh.  Her pace increased with her desperation.  “That’s it, darling.  Keep going.”  She whimpered and she rocked and grinded against him.  He continued to murmur words of encouragement and gently stroke her back.  She chased her need until finally her orgasm ripped through her so violently, she passed out.

            When she came back to herself, she found Astarion had moved her so she sat comfortably on his lap instead of straddling his thigh.  He was murmuring sweet words to her, but her foggy brain wasn’t taking them in.  She enjoyed the sensation of his hands rubbing soothing circles on her back, and sat there contently for a moment.  Her content didn’t last long.  She whined as her body began to beg for release again.

            Astarion pulled back so he could look at her.  “Ailis, what’s wrong?” he asked.  He looked and sounded very worried.

            “It didn’t work!” she cried.  “I still need…” She broke off with a groan and started rocking herself on his lap even though she was no longer straddling him and it brought her no relief.  She couldn’t help herself.

            “All right, Ailis.  Hold on,” he said.  He then lifted her up into his arms as he stood up and then laid her on the ground.  He quickly undid her laces and began to pull her pants and undergarment off.

            “What are you doing?” Ailis cried.

            Astarion met her gaze, continuing to remove her pants.  “Helping you.”

            She felt tears sting her eyes.  “But you don’t want to,” she whispered.

            He shrugged.  “It won’t kill me to have sex with you.”  He began to spread her legs as he said it.  She forced them closed even though she yearned for his touch. 

            “That’s not the point,” she said, tears spilling over now.  “I’m not going to force you into sex when…”  Astarion pulled her up into his lap and held her against him.  She buried her face in his neck to try and hide her tears.

            “Ailis, look at me,” he said.  She shook her head.  He stroked her back and she shivered at his touch.  “I know you don’t want to, but I need you to look at me, Ailis.”  She slowly sat back so she could look at him.  He cupped her face in his hands so she couldn’t look away.

            “You are not forcing me to have sex with you,” he said, wiping her tears away.  “I am choosing to have sex with you, to help you with a very unfortunate situation.  It does not hurt me to do this for you.”

            Ailis shook her head.  I can manage without sex.  I…”

            “I’m not sure you can,” Astarion interrupted.  “Ailis, your heart is racing and I can tell your blood pressure is too high just by how flushed you are.  I’m worried of what could happen if you don’t get release.”

            She felt panic begin to consume her.  “You think I might die?”

            “If we can’t get the aphrodisiac from those mushrooms out of your system it might be a possibility,” he said.  “We’re not going to let that happen though, okay?”  He laid her back down.  She must have still looked hesitant though and he kissed her forehead.  “I’m not going to force myself on you.  If you really don’t want to do this, we’ll do our best to manage this another way.  However, if you’re just saying no because you think you’re hurting me I promise you, you’re not.  Now, will you let me help you, darling?”

            She gazed up at him for a moment and then slowly opened her legs for him.  “Good girl,” he praised and she actually whined.  He wasted no time settling between her thighs.  He pulled her legs over his shoulders.  He parted her lips, exposing her core, and then licked from her perinium to her clit.  She nearly sobbed from the relief.  Her hands reached down and clasped onto his white curls, urging him to continue.  He kissed, licked, and nipped along her labia before dipping his tongue as deep into her cunt as he could.  She cried out and thrust her hips into his face.  She felt him smile against her, but he didn’t pull away.  He slowly dipped his tongue in and out of her, until she thought she would go mad.  Just when she was about to beg him to touch her where she truly needed him, he moved back to her clit and sucked.

            She screamed as she came.  Her back arched off the ground and her whole body shook from it, but she felt no release when it was over.  She sobbed.  “Astarion, I’m still…”

            “I know, darling.  I know,” he soothed and dipped two fingers into her.  She groaned.  His thumb rubbed tiny circles over her swollen clit as he pumped his fingers inside her.  He leaned over her for a quick kiss.  “I’m going to take care of you.  Don’t worry.”  She whined and pulled his face back down for a deeper kiss.  He broke the kiss and then nipped her gently on the jaw before soothing the sting with his tongue.  He trailed kisses down her throat and then across her breasts.  He slipped a third finger into her at the same time he sucked a nipple into his mouth.  He free hand moved to pinch and tweak at the other nipple.

            Ailis arched up into his mouth.  “Please,” she gasped.  “I need…I need…”

            “Yes, darling?” Astarion teased, continuing to play with her nipples.  “What do you need?”

            “I need to cum!” she cried as she thrusted down on his fingers inside her, trying to catch her release.

            “If you insist,” Astarion replied and applied more pressure to her abused clit while also thrusting his fingers deeper inside her to press against the spot he knew she was most sensitive.  She moaned at the assault of pleasure and tipped over the edge of her release, her body trembling violently.  When she regained the ability to think she realized Astarion was still moving his fingers inside her, though with less force.  She whimpered at the overstimulation, but couldn’t help but thrust down to match his tempo. 

            “Any better, darling?” Astarion asked, brushing a strand of sweat soaked hair off her face. 

            “It’s not as intense as before but I’m still…”  She let the rest of the sentence go.  It was obvious she was still affected by the aphrodisiac.

            Astarion nodded.  “I think one more time will do it.”  He removed his fingers from her and she whined at the loss, but she shook her head at his suggestion.

            “I can’t cum again,” she sighed.

            “I assure you, darling, with me as your partner you can.”  He gave her a wicked grin as he unlaced his trousers.  “Besides, at this point I could use the release too.”  She saw his erect cock as he shoved his pants and smalls down.  It was usually a welcome sight, but she only felt an increasing wave of anxiety from the sight of it now.  Astarion noticed and immediately stopped what he was doing.

            “If you really don’t want to do this, Ailis, I won’t force you,” he said.  “We can stop now and wait and see if the aphrodisiac will wear off.”

            “I…” she trailed off.  She didn’t want to have sex right now.  She was exhausted and overstimulated from her previous orgasms.  She was also scared.  She was scared that another orgasm wouldn’t work.  She was scared of what could happen if they couldn’t get the aphrodisiac out of her system.  She was scared of what this encounter could cost them both.  And she was scared of the darker memories that were pushing at the forefront of her brain.  She met Astarion’s eyes.  “Do you think one more will end this?”

            “I can’t promise you that,” Astarion said, “but the effects have seemed to have faded a bit after the last one.  I think it’s worth a try to go another round.  The choice is yours, Ailis.”

            Tears of frustration welled in her eyes, but she nodded.  “Okay,” she agreed.  “But just this last time.”  Astarion nodded and aligned his cock to her entrance.  He sank in easily; she was so wet and ready for him.  The sensation was overwhelming.  She couldn’t decide if the feeling was more pain or pleasure.  Her tears spilled over and Astarion kissed them away.  She stared up at the rock ceiling of the Underdark and began to drift.  Her mind shifted back to her time in the trenches.  She felt panic consume her, but before she could lose it completely, she heard her name being called.

            “Ailis!”  Pulled back to the moment she met Astarion’s gaze.  He’d stopped moving.  “You’re not there, darling.  You’re in the Underdark, right here with me.  You’re safe.  I’ve got you.”  She nodded.

            “Kiss me.  Please?” she pleaded.  Astarion smiled and then kissed her as he began moving again.  She anchored her mind to his presence.  She touched him everywhere she could reach so she would know it was him touching her; so, she wouldn’t drift back there.  It didn’t prove too hard.  The pleasure overtook the pain and her hips were rolling of their own accord to meet his thrusts.  She felt her tension pull tighter and tighter until finally it was released.  In the back of her mind, she could feel him find his own release inside her, but she faded to the void before she could be aware of anything else.

            When she came back to the world, she found herself cradled in Astarion’s arms.  She was sore and exhausted.  It felt like she had the world’s worst hangover and her groggy mind was having trouble bringing her thoughts in focus.  They slammed back to the forefront of her mind after a moment and she ripped herself out of his arms.

            “Ailis?” Astarion questioned.

            “How long have I been out?” she asked woodenly.

            “Maybe twenty minutes,” Astarion replied.  “Darling, are you okay?  How are you feeling?  Has the aphrodisiac worn off?”

            “Yes, it’s worn off,” she replied frantically pulling on her clothes.  She felt filthy and disgusted with herself for getting them both in this situation.  She just wanted to hide her body from his gaze.

            “Are you all right, Ailis?” he asked concerned as he stood up.  He’d already re-dressed.

            “We need to find the others,” she said without answering him.  She went to walk off but her legs wobbled at the movement and she would have gone down if Astarion hadn’t caught her.  Tears burned her eyes.

            “I know you don’t want to be near me right now, and that you don’t want to be touched,” he said, “but if you want to resume searching for our group, you’ll need to lean on me.”  She clenched her jaw to stop it from quivering, though she couldn’t stop an angry tear from spilling down her face, and she leaned into his side.  He wrapped an arm around her waist and they resumed their search.  About a half hour from when they started moving again, they saw smoke rising ahead of them.

            “Are you able to stand on your own?” Astarion asked.  She nodded and stepped away from him.  “I’m going to scout ahead and see where that smoke is coming from.”

            “You shouldn’t go alone,” she said.

            “I’ll be fine,” he told her.  “No one will see me if I don’t want them to.  Wait here.  I’ll be right back.”  She did as he said, watching him disappear around a rocky hill.  She waited anxiously until she saw him coming back toward her. 

            “Well?” she asked.

            “Our search is over,” Astarion said.  “The camp belongs to our companions.  Let’s reunite.”  He placed his arm around her waist again and they both stumbled their way into camp in their rush to get there.  Their companions looked up warily at their approach but looked relieved when they recognized them.

            “There you are!” Wyll exclaimed.

            “We looked for you for hours,” Shadowheart said sounding only slightly annoyed.  She then noticed Ailis was being held up by Astarion.  “What happened?”

            “Is she hurt?” Gale asked concerned.

            “She’s not hurt,” Astarion assured them while helping her down onto a bedroll.  “It’s just been a long day.”

            Ailis saw Wyll look at her for confirmation.  She forced a weary smile on her face.  “I’m fine.  Really.  Did you all have any trouble?”

            “We had the great misfortune to come upon two minotaur,” Gale said.  “It was hard to say who among us was more surprised, us or the minotaur, but needless to say we came out on top.”

            “If it was needless to say then you shouldn’t have said it,” Lae’zel remarked snidely.

            Gale looked taken aback but ignored the remark and continued speaking to Ailis.  “We only just set up camp.  We were hoping you’d find us so we waited on dinner, but finally had to get it started.  It will be ready in thirty minutes or so.”

            “Great,” Ailis said curling up on the bedroll.  “Someone wake me up when dinner’s ready.”  She was asleep before she even heard anyone agree.  When Wyll woke her up later she was feeling a little better.  The meal also had her feeling more herself and she made her normal rounds around camp, though she avoided Astarion.

            After checking in with everyone she decided to clean herself up a bit before bed.  She was exhausted, but she knew she’d regret waiting until morning to do so.  She slipped behind a rock formation blocking her from camp and used the bath supplies that someone had already set up there.  She was just relacing her pants when she heard someone clear their throat.

            “Are you decent, darling?” Astarion asked.  She felt her anxiety begin to peak again.  She really didn’t want to speak with him right now, but she knew they needed to discuss what happened and putting it off wouldn’t be helpful.

            “Yes, I’m decent,” she sighed.  Astarion came around the corner of the formation.  They both stared at each other awkwardly for a moment and then they both blurted out at the same time, “I’m sorry!”

            Astarion’s forehead furrowed in confusion.  “Darling, why are you sorry?” he asked.

            “I forced you to have sex with me when you didn’t want to,” she said.  “I should have dealt with the problem on my own.”

            “You didn’t force me to do anything, Ailis,” he said and then shut her down when she tried to argue.  “No, no.  Listen to me.  You didn’t force me to have sex with you.  You got drugged accidentally and I chose to help you.  That was my choice.”

            “But you said you didn’t want to touch me,” she whispered as she felt tears welling up in her eyes yet again.

            Astarion’s expression became pained.  “I know.  That’s what I wanted to apologize for.  You were right the other night.  I have been taking out my frustration of being out of the sun again on you and everyone else since we got here.  That hasn’t been fair of me.  It especially wasn’t fair of me to purposefully say something I knew would hurt you just because you called me out for my poor behavior.  I’m sorry.”

            “I forgive you,” she said.  “And I’m still sorry too.”

            “Ailis…”

            “Not for forcing you into sex, but for getting us into the situation,” she said.

            “Ailis, you accidentally stepped on some mushrooms,” Astarion said.  “It was an accident.  You don’t need to be sorry over an accident, especially since you were only distracted because I was being an ass.”

            “Okay, fine.  I’m sorry we were both put into that situation in the first place,” she snapped.  “Can I be sorry for that?”

            Astarion smirked.  “I’ll allow it.”

            She rolled her eyes, but then gave him a softer look.  “I’m also sorry for what I said the other night.”

            “Why?” he questioned.  “You were right.  I’ve been an ass.”

            “You have,” she agreed, “but you’re also dealing with the loss of something important to you that you just got back after years f misery.  I should have given you more grace and showed more understanding.  It’s just…”

            “Just what, darling?” he asked when she paused.

            “I don’t like being down here either,” she said.  “All these dirt walls on every side of me, anywhere I look, it reminds me of the trenches.  It sends my mind right back there.”

            “I’m sorry,” he said sincerely.  “I didn’t realize you were struggling.”

            Ailis met his sympathetic gaze and suddenly all the emotions she’d been trying to suppress hit her at once and she burst into tears.  “I promised myself I would never lose control of my body again!” she cried.

            “Ailis,” he murmured and immediately pulled her into his arms.  He then thought better of it and started to pulled away, but she clung tighter to him so he began to gently stroke her back.  “I’m sorry you were in a similar position today.  I know you didn’t want anything that happened today.  I’m sorry that I contributed to your trauma.”

            Ailis shook her head and looked up at him.  “You didn’t,” she said.  “I didn’t want to do anything that happened today, but that didn’t have anything to do with you.  You helped.  You let me choose whether you helped me or not.  I just wasn’t happy I had to make the choice at all.  I know if I said no would have stopped.  Thank you.”

            “You always have the option to say no to me, Ailis,” he said seriously.  “Now, come on.  Let’s get you to bed.  You’re practically dead on your feet.”

            “I know.  That’s usually just your thing,” she teased and then laughed when he lightly smacked her on the ass.  There was no sting to it.

            “That’s very rude you know,” he whined, but she could tell he wasn’t really aggravated.  “I’ve been so good to you today.”

            She smiled at him and kissed him on the cheek.  “I know,” she said gently tugging on a white curl that fell onto his forehead.  “Thank you.”  He smiled and then leant her his arm.  She leaned heavily on him as he led her safely back into camp.

[tumblingxelian]

Aware AU, 2 things:

I think I have a general idea of the— idk, build up? To the Summer Breakdown? Would like some feedback, but in general, Emilie goes "missing". Audrey flies in from wherever to Paris, ostensibly so she can "support Gabriel" - here's where my first confusion comes up, is this an AU where Audrey's aware of all the Sentimonster crap? Cause if she IS, then her showing up is more about protecting an investment, & if she ISN'T, then this is more about PR, which. Ya know, would probably be how she sees it anyway, but regardless. So, Chloé, who is in the midst of doing her damn best to support Adrien (she might not be doing great, but she is trying, & that matters), at first thinks her mom is there to support her own friends, but quickly realizes that Audrey is actually indifferent to Emilie disappearing. Which shakes her, because Emilie WAS seen as Exceptional, shouldn’t her mom be upset? 1 thing leads to another, there's some event Audrey wants to drag Chloé to, for the photo opportunity, Chloé snaps, there is screaming, Chloé stays in with Adrien, the "Our Parents Suck Club" starts to get founded.

I am more & more a fan of the idea of Chloé, after her 2nd Breakdown, realizing her parents really AREN'T ever going to change, & just. Deciding "Ya know what? Fuck it. HEY EVERYONE, DAD TRIED TO BUY MY FORGIVENESS, SO I'VE GOT HIS CREDIT CARD, WHO WANTS AN ALL EXPENSES PAID TRIP TO DISNEYLAND!?" Like, I do think she'd start selling any gifts her dad (or even on occasion, her mom) try to give her. Maybe set up a separate bank account for the money, make sure she has a financial safety net in place just in case (depends on whether her parents have any say in her current bank account, but anyway). But, Chloé is, often, despite her best efforts, a bit petty and spiteful at the best of times, so I can see her just. Taking Daddy's credit card (not like he's going to stop her) & just treating all her friends to expensive entertainment on his dime. Donating extensively to charity (usually in the name of his political rivals). Buying herself something lavish, just to sell it later. Chloé is never going to get what her parents "owe" her, so she might as well take what she can for herself, and cause as many headaches as she can.

Oooh I am intrigued @rachelsshowerthoughts

Quick thing regarding the idea of a Summer Break, but the school year runs from early September to early July. The longest school break is called the Summer Ete but Emilie has been missing for six months at the start of the series, hmmm, not sure how well it can fit time wise XD I may be misunderstanding or overthinking though, anyway!

1: I think this works well and I very much like the summary regarding Chloe not doing great but she is trying dammit XD

I think the writers themselves don't know if Audrey knew because she was among those ominously watching the temples return like she knew what that meant then nothing was done with it. I think one can argue she and even Andre know, or are at least partially aware if not of all the specifics, but there's wiggle room either way.

My general read tended to go much the same as yours, with some specific details along the lines of:

Emilie vanishes, Adrien is 'OK' at first, she's away, she's busy, stuff came up he gets it, he does. Then there's people asking questions, fathers acting colder and more distant than ever with no Emilie to offset it. Even Nathalie's stiff as stone & he is suffocating.

hloe starts making more overt appearances as him being stressed becomes more obvious, weaving in stuff like visits to arcades that [piss Gabriel off but his focus is ever shifting. Its.. its not OK, he's not OK but he will be, right?

Then Emilie's declared missing. The police show up but barely seem to do more than the bare minimum, as they "Don't want to cause a scene" and as usual when he asks for answers he gets nothing. More and more of the staff have disappeared as his father & Nathalie grow more isolated and then... They vanish too.

(They are off securing the Butterfly, but Adrien's essentially been left to his own devices due to Gabriel firing the last remaining staff in a mixture of pique and to cover up his oncoming plans.)

Adrien... Adrien kind of collapses in a heap, everything is usually tightly scheduled & controlled, he didn't often like it but it made sure he knew hat was coming. Now he's in a big empty manor and feels even more hollow.

When he stops eating, drinking or responding to texts, Chloe shows up.

She can ell he's sad, she can get why, Emilie was nice, too nice but that is what Gabriel & Nathalie were for, just like what she was for Adrien. Save that now Adrien is alone and there is no one 'nice' so she has to try.

& try she does, first with gifts or offers of outings which at best get nothing & at worst seem to offend Adrien. So then, in a gamble she tries following Emilie's examples the same way she does Audrey's but this mostly serves to freak Adrien out. But it does show out, well, out of her depths she is & how Adrien is not just 'sad' but spiraling utterly.

Chloe's father is no help as far as advice goes, & mother isn't returning her calls as usual. So she just ends up awkwardly going down a list of what amounts to well-ness checks, "Make him eat, get sun, ETC" its clumsy and rough.

But again, the sheer effort shows as she's running herself into the ground to keep Adrien's head above water & its enough to get him back and moving again.

After that the sequence of events is muddied, but the stage is set for Adrien to feel his father doesn't care. All it takes is one very badly situation. Similarly, Chloe's frustration with her parents indifference is reaching a fever pitch.

Cue Gabriel returning from his mysterious sojourn & being unwilling to take responsibility for being irresponsible but just wants things to pick up where they left off , like Adrien is a doll he can just ignore till he needs him.

Audrey chooses this time to come by as well, so Andre is not completely checked out on Chloe in favor of her. & Audrey is very evidently only here to hassle Gabriel about his new Christmas line & the like.

Any effort to engage them on the whole "Adrien suffered and you weren't here" or "I needed help, my friend needs helps, please be a parent." Fall on deaf ears in place of whatever businesses and societal events are coming up.

The fact that in Gabriel's mind he's doing the heroic, good, responsible thing for his family so Chloe's chastisement & Adrien's 'complaints' are insulting to him doesn't help. While Audrey is overtly stick of this child she does not care about nagging her endlessly like she has the right to demand her time and focus. & Andre as usual, does not actually care outside of pretense. The missing mon and depression stuff bums him out, its not fun. its not something he can easily fix so he'd rather just ignore it until the kids get over themselves.

Unsurprisingly the tension finally hits some kind of boiling point leading from one explosion & an implosion, followed by the ashy aftermath. One that leaves both of them acutely aware that their parents are actually horrible fucking people and don't care about them at all (Chloe) or only care about them as tools (Adrien)

Cue "Time to rebuild my identity from the ground up/ & rebel".

2: I can definitely see that happening, I really like the phrasing around:

"Chloé is never going to get what her parents "owe" her, so she might as well take what she can for herself, and cause as many headaches as she can."

& yeah, just in general I think it makes sense. Though I imagine once or twice someone needs to emphasize to more outsider people "The money is nothing to Andre. Its the equivalent of throwing a chocolate bar at your Childs head every time they cry. It might be a lot to us, but to him its nothing."

Also definitely a nest egg, 100% a good idea. Though given they are 14, who can say they'll think of it.

Gosh if Zoe turns up things would get fuckery fast cos Andre would probably try and swoop in hard to get a more low maintenance 'doll' that doesn't hate his guts.

[luffythinker]

We need to talk about MomoKendo more Specifically their relationship + first eveythings

First kiss* I think Kendo would be the the one to kiss Momo first, Momo doesnt strike me as the one to women up to the task. Maybe if they were seeing eachother in a small light after the camp incident they start thinking more about eachother Kendo goes to Momo and hesitates apologizing for acting weird not kissing her yet but actually realizing she has a thing for her. After Kamino (the Momo helping with the bakugo escape mission) she doesn't know about it cause the teachers keep it on the down low but she snoops around a little (has someone in class B help her that wont go off the rails but help her figure out what happen help her if she cant find out herself) and finds out while the dorm thing is happening and that's when she goes to scold Momo for being one track minded, she could have gotten hurt! She thought at least Momo would have the common sense but it appears all of class A is an idiot like Monoma says (she says this jokingly angry with momo) which Momo says something like "yes I deserve it cause my actions were less than responsible" and Kendo calls her a idiot in a endearing way grabbing her roughly by her shirt pulling her into a real kiss telling her not to do something like that again holding her face and telling her shes too precious and she couldn't bear something like that happening to her. Momo is in shock and awe still in the close proximity to Kendo eyes wide that she kissed her, she cant tell if shes surprised another girl would kiss her who the fact Kendo cares about her like that Momo's brain is in shut down mode cause NOT JUST A GIRL BUT A REALLY INTELLIGENT REALLY STRONG GIRL TOUCHED HER LIPS WITH HER OWN this moment stays with Momo and she thinks back on it alot she honestly thinks about it more often than ever in her bed or when she gets up to brush her teeth she feels her lip remembering Kendo's words even though they were harsh she didnt honestly remember what she was saying she just remembered the kiss Kendo on the other hand views this as the beginning of them dating and starts doing extra stuff for Momo coming to sit next to her at lunch bringing her gifts or just trying to be what a girlfriend is Mina probably brings it up and Momo's all "were dating?" Momo didnt know shes shocked and surprised when its revealed to her that they were even remotely going out she thought a kid was just a kiss she ddidn't know what it meant Kendo is half laughing at her half disappointed cause that means all the effort she put in wasn't shown without telling she tries to laugh it off like "yeah I thought you knew! I didn't think it needed to be said, what? Should I have kissed you again and properly asked?" Momo is hot mess confused as to why or even how Kendo would want her of all people "What did you think the kiss was for?!" Kendo speaks loudly a little upset half confused at the part momo isn't getting about this "i like you do you want to go out?" She makes it blantly clear for her Momo nods "great! Can I kiss you?" Momo nods again "yes please"

I think that's pretty cute

Lovely, let's get into them!!

JUST TEARED UP A BIT AFTER READING IT ALL CAUSE OMG I LOVE LESBIANS

I think I will just share my thoughts on how I think their relationship would start and then first kiss and stuff

So for me, I can see Kendo having a crush on Momo from afar but not doing anything or even trying to talk to her cause she didn't know she was into girls, I think Momo is demisexual so crushes are a bit hard to explain in her mind, but she does think Kendo is very attractive. They would start talking first after the camp accident, and I think that's when sparks start!! I agree that Kendo would kiss first, especially after she sees that there is interest, I think we can keep your first kiss scenario here because I really loved it so much and it's so perfect for them. Now the aftermath of this is where it gets complicated, cause for Momo she think that there has to be a formal confession and/or will you be my girlfriend? for them to be dating and Kendo thought they were cool and the kiss meant that yes they're into each other so yeah they are dating. I can see this going for weeks and on the first month after the kiss, Kendou wants to celebrate and Momo is like ??? wait what ??? That's where they would have to talk and Kendo finally asks Momo to be her girlfriend, she's confused and upset but overall just satisfied that now her girlfriend is actually her girlfriend!! I think Momo just likes things to be as clear as possible to avoid misunderstandings, and I think that's very sweet of her <3

[casspurrjoybell-24]

The Alpha's Beta - Chapter 12 - Part 1

BOOK ONE: The Alpha's Trilogy

*Warning Adult Content*

What, Gay? - Part 1

Beta Darren Phoenix

I kept seeing the note over and over again in my head, as if it were laughing me, mocking all my hard work.

For weeks, no years, I've been trying to figure out who killed my mother.

Days after sleepless nights I've spent up researching, digging into everything I can find, only to come up with dead ends.

All Silas did was leave his 'boyfriend's' house and get knocked on the head and he wakes up with a fucking clue who attacked him.

Not that he knew it though.

The confusion on his face told me that much.

I knew no one in that room believed me, the look of pity was disgusting but I knew it.

First it was my mother, then it was his mother and sister and now it was us but they wouldn't get us, I wouldn't let them.

A knocking at my office door disturbed my train of thought.

I mumble a 'come in' as I shuffle papers on my desk.

Simon's scent hits me before he steps into the room.

I look up to see his timid frame standing in the door way, he looks at his hands as stands there.

I think out of everybody in this pack, Simon is the only one I pity.

Jeremy had pre-warned me about what had happened to him.

"Hurry up, I'm busy," I say as I look back down at some papers.

Something to do with pack finances.

"Um... I'm sorry. It's just that. You seemed upset and I wanted to make sure you were okay. I mean you know. I know what its like. To and extent."

I scoffed before signing the paper in front of me and shoving it away.

"Yeah okay. Expect my father sent me away when my mother died and yours beat you. It's not the same thing Simon."

I see him flinch out of the corner of my eye but I'm shocked when he squares his shoulders and takes a deep breath.

"That's not what I meant," he says, his voice suddenly stronger then before.

"What I meant was I know what it's like having your mother die and then finding out they were killed. I mean I found out almost right away but it took you what? 24 years before you found out?"

"I knew before today she was murdered. Here," I say holding up a folder.

"If you're going to stay here and chat you might as well come in and help me with this." I mutter, hating the fact I'm even letting him walk into my office but there was something about Simon that no one else in this pack had.

He was easy to talk to.

He'd been through more then half of the people here,and yet he still walked around with his head high.

Or at least kind of high.

He sits down in the chair against to mine before setting the folder on the table and opening it and skimming through it.

"So," he starts after a few minutes of pen scraping silence.

"Are you and Silas getting along yet?" I scoff again and let out a humorless chuckle.

"No, we are not getting along. Frankly I can't stand the sight of him."

He nods along reading the file in his hand.

After half an hour of silence and pen tapping Simon let out a sigh before looking up at me.

"Look I've gotta ask..."

"No you don't, you just want to be nosey."

"Okay. Yes but he is my brother, so it's my obligation to ask."

"What are you asking exactly?"

"You and Silas. Are you... you know," he gestured with his hands but what he did was no sense.

He waved his hands in front of him, like he was asking me to go.

I raised my eyebrow at him and tilted my head to the side

"What, gay?"

"No. Well yeah but I mean. You know what? Never mind, I'm probably just crazy."

"Well I could have told you that."

I rolled my eyes, prompting him to do the same back to me.

We sat in silence for another few moments until Symon let out a sigh.

"You're mates aren't you?"

My head snapped up at his words.

How the fuck did he figure that out.

I didn't tell anyone and Silas only figured it out today by his reaction at my front door...the slow bastard.

Another reason I wont mate with him.

He's to stupid... as if seeing the question in my eyes Symon lowered his.

"The way he kept looking at you today. Plus a couple of days ago when he went to the city. Or we thought he did. You seemed worried, you were pacing and muttering to yourself. I kind of put it together. I mean I could be wrong but I'm pretty sure I'm not."

He went on fiddling with the zipper on his sweater.

"It's really none of your business," I spat making him flinch back.

"What goes on in our lives is nothing to you. I'm nothing to you. Just like Silas is and will always be nothing to me. Do you understand?"

He nodded his head franticly before jumping up and leaving the room.

I felt that odd sensation in the pit of my stomach again, feelings trying to push there way up into my head.

I swallowed them down before continuing my work.

Trying my best to get the scared look on Simon's face out of my mind.

[the-thieves-gambit]

"You were what?" The thought of him sitting out in the hall instead of being in bed resting, talking to the walls nonetheless, confused her. Even more the things he said. "Uh, that's not what that phrase means. It doesn't mean that the fruit, you know what. You know this, I don't know why I'm trying to explain this." Then it all made sense. "Oh, they gave you the good stuff, huh." Shoulders relaxed and she crawled over to place her back against the door sitting next to him, legs out in front of of her crossed over each other. "You must be feeling better good right now in order for you to make it over here."

His questions caught her off guard, she never thought that it bothered him that she didn't talk to him. Thought that he was used to her being aloof at times. Or honestly noticed. "No, I do remember adventure week." It wasn't like she would ever forget it, it was the only time she didn't work, as much as she wanted to. The dates taken off work were not regretted inany wayy, she would never admit it out loud but she had enjoyed it and had fun. It also made her realize how much she had come to like spending time with Wally, which made her want to create a distance between the two. Not out of malicious intent but because she didn't know what it meant. It was better to create distance knowing she wasn't staying long than concocting some sort of imaginary situation or worse some sort of attachment.

"I just had a lot of work backed up and didn't have time for much." Small shrug, as her left hand fingers began to run across the scars on the palm of her right hand. "I didn't think you'd notice much since you probably would have work piled up too." It was a small white lie. "Plus," she brought back some levity to this, better than admitting the complicated things happening to her, softly she bumped her shoulder against his. "You had to be getting tired of my ass by then. We were spending so much time together, a break was warranted. Or else you'd be sick of me. Also, I think it's called the small hours, where it's not quite night but not day just yet."

Were these questions that he was just holding onto that with the medication he felt okay saying out loud now? Or were they just random thoughts that were surfacing because of the medication? Unsure, she decided to just answer, sure that once the medications wore off he would most likely forge what they talked about. "No, it's like riding a bicycle actually. I know I was upset earlier but its just because you're so stubborn. I'm used to doing things alone. Working alone. You trying to watch my back while I try to watch yours is just weird. You have a family you have to get back to and I feel like I already failed a lot because you're already so hurt." That was a full truth, an omitted history but a truth. Even with the medication she could tell that he couldn't stand the silence and smiled, it was nice to know that Wally was still Wally under many different situations.

"Uh, no. Not muffins. They tend to be really dry. You like muffins? Online. Orion wanted to make cupcakes and it was late and I didn't feel safe having him near an oven just yet so we tried out every microwave mug cake recipe we could find until we got it just right." The wobbling of the mug made her chuckle. "Come on, I should get you to bed. It looks like you're not going to stay awake for much longer."

Continuing to answer his questions, she reached for his hand to wrap his arm around her shoulders so she could help him stand up. "Yes and yes." Settling his arm around her shoulders, she was about to wrap her arm around his waist when his eyes looked at her in that manner in which she felt like he was reading a thought of hers. She felt a heat begin to rise on her cheeks at the realization of how close they were. How easy it would be to just lean over and kiss him again like they had on the plane. A thought that she hated having crossed her mind.

A simple act like kissing had been something she never thought twice about. It was just something people did. Something she had done millions of times before with just as many people and she found pointless. But there was something about the kiss on the plane that made something in her want to kiss him again. His next words, thankfully, made her laugh and forced her back to the situation at hand. "Sure, sure. Anything you say. Do you think you can make it back to your room once we're up or are you crashing in my room?"

"Hey!" Wally exclaimed making his dimple show as crystal green eyes looked up at her excitedly. "I guess I really was talking to your walls. Anyway," he shook his head and offered her some cake. "You should have some. Taste the fruits of your labor. Isn't that a silly expression. How are fruits in labor?" The idea of it just making him chuckle. "I'm not lost silly," his finger tapped her nose or as close to her nose as he could get before he released a sigh. "Not lost. I just didn't like how we left things. I don't like it. Feels weird and strained and that's not us. Sure, I didn't forsee the giant fuck ups we'd be met with but that's the job. Rolling with the punches." He'd lost track of his sentence but quickly brought it back. "I'm sorry. Genuinely so. No I'm fine. Meds taking effect. Good as new in no time."

His head leaned back at her door and sighed. "It's nice having you here. I don't think I told you that. I miss adventure week. Remember? No. Probably not. Been a while. You kinda didn't talk to me for a bit. Why?" He had a lot of questions he knew that. "You can think of the answers while you sleep or rest. You don't need to tell me right now. It's late. Or early depending how you see it."

"Hey, do you regret coming? I think you do maybe. I drew something for you. Its in my room but can show you tomorrow. Not important." He closed his eyes and hummed. "Not asleep just resting my eyes. Did you see the ocean?"

Silence was not his friend, he hated it. "I asked you before if you liked muffins. Where did you learn to make this? I want....I don't know what I want. Maybe finish off this marvelous cake and sleep for a week. It'd be the same amount of time you were busy. Was it true you were busy." His hand wobbled the mug and he got so surprised. "Whoops. Better keep that one steady.'

'Did you like the ocean? Could you smell the sea breeze coming in?" His head turned to look at her, green eyes shining as they blinked at her. "You know," he started as he took a look at her hair. "This is nice.' To what nice was he referring to he had no idea but he liked the fact that he could look at her without having to search her face. She was just there. 'For the record. I'm not loopy." Though he sounded it but he was sure he wasn't.

[reviewinghiccup]

In race to the edge, Astrid is mad at Hiccup for not noticing the courting necklace she’s wearing and says, “ It was like I was invisible to you, do you have any idea how that feels? We’ve known each other our entire lives and I’ve never felt further apart.” Personality I was angry at her and knowing Hiccups guilt complex he probably felt bad through out her talk but I think he should be at the very least upset by her statement on how it feels to be invisible and there childhood relationship(s). What do you think?

HELLO @miky-ikos !

Nice question. Interest take and fair point. I mean, it could feel like she was degrading the basis of their entire relationship. And that wouldn't be fair to Hiccup. I gave the series another watch before I answered you and so, here's what I think:

I don't think I was angry w Astrid for what she did though. To be honest, I think she was (1) manipulated by Snotlout, (2) confused by Mala and Dagur's PDA, (3) stressed about having no alone time to talk things out w Hiccup and (4) having no one to talk to or address her concerns about their relationship in general. I'll address each point in turn.

(1) & (2) HICCSTRID IS THE ONLY SERIOUS RELATIONSHIP WE KNOW OF IN RACE TO THE EDGE.

On Dragon's Edge, Hiccstrid is the only serious relationship. In fact, they might be the only Berkians in their age group to be engaged. So, they have nothing to compare their relationship to.

When Dagur and Mala stopped-by all touchy-touchy, that was uncomfortable for them, because maybe the PDA thing wasn't in their culture/nature to explore. And maybe something she wanted to try.

I mean, this is the first time she sees another couple. She starts to wonder if their relationship is right. Marriage is a huge commitment and if you're as thorough as an Astrid, you want to know what right means.

Then Snotlout taunted them by saying "this is what true love looks like" as if he knows. Yet depsite that, its effective in making Astrid question her relationship and its state.

(3) & (4) THEY HAVE A WORKING RELATIONSHIP & A ROMANTIC ONE

They are also partners in battle as well. That's always been the case. Even when they were friends. And they've been friends for longer than they've been in a relationship.

So often when that happens, the lines between best friend and lover and even co-worker can be blurred and you might find yourself in this hodgepodge state of everything in between and dangerously, nothing at the same time.

They had no time that day to talk. They were constantly interrupted. First by Dagur's best man proposal, then by the Armour Wing, then by Krogan's scouts, then by Krogan himself.

Where communications fail, fights begin. And, I do agree she shouldn't have expected Hiccup to read her mind, but if he had paid attention to her, he would've noticed she was not ok.

I mean, the boy can read her if he paid enough attention, we know that. We've seen it. So, the fact he didn't catch on (to her) meant that he wasn't looking.

He could spot the dragon lens miles away but could not notice the Betrothal necklace in front of him and on her.

Quiet rarely do we see Astrid insecure. We often see Hiccup insecure and needing validation. So maybe, when it happened to her, it came off angry and manipulative, but all she wanted was reassurance that they were the right thing. That she was right for him. Maybe the insecurity ate into what she knew deep down, that he loved her.

I'm sure Hiccup felt bad. You're right, our boy has a guilt complex. And I don't think anyone can hurt him as deeply as Astrid can. But I don't think he was angry or would be angry w Astrid. I don't think he can be. He could be upset by her statement, but more because it made him sad.

Their relationship was more than just something that started as friends. It had mutual respect, courage, time, missions that required them to trust each other on levels no one else had to. She was his support, from day one. Behind him and his idea to save the village from the Red Death to training dragons, to riding Toothless. She even promised to keep Toothless a secret when he asked her to.

Without her, he wouldn't be the Hiccup we know now. She egged him towards his call. And he needed to be there for her, to allay her insecurities as much as she has for him. Relationship is a lot of give and take. We are dealing w humans after all. And just because you think someone knows you love them, doesn't mean you don't have to go around showing it.

Thank you for your question, I hope my answer suffices. And enjoy some clips from the show.