#i really dont want to have to rush to find ways to keep in touch with all my friends. AGAIN. thanks nano!!

[pigeonentity]

hey do we know if nano shutting down means we cant talk to people on there anymore? i think they said the sites still gonna be there but idk if that includes conversations

[jyoongim]

I have a brainrot to share and maybe it's a request idk but I feel like I have to preface this by saying I swear I have normal non-horny alastor thoughts he's just really taking up so much space in the brain rn.

Anywaaay, can you imagine Alastor with an extremely cautious darling? He wants her soul to keep her tied to him forever but no matter how good his offer is, reader turns him down and Alastor is just like sick of the rejections and the scheming so he's just gonna stoop to some other ungentlemanly methods.

And the night starts off as their normal fuckery in the sheets but Alastor starts denying them their climax and as reader gets more and more desperate Alastor proposes the deal again. Sell him your soul or he's just gonna pull out and go to sleep and he'll never let you finish ever again. and just

i swear i swear im normal i swear im not always like this 😭😭😭

Themes: rough sex, orgasm denial, alastor being a little shit, dealmaking, hair pulling, pet names, plot if you look hard enough, soul possessing

Title: Deal of a Lifetime

Alastor had always made it known that you were his.

It took you a while to figure it out from the subtle lingering touches to the way he acted. No matter how much time you had spent with the Radio Demon, you were still wary of him.

its not like you could help it through. 

Does were naturally skittish anyway.

And when it came the smiling demon, you had every right to be cautious.

Tonight Alastor made plans for the two of you to go out on a date for dinner.

You finished preening your hair and rushed to the lobby to meet Alastor.

”O-okay I’m ready. Sorry if i took so long” you said nervously as you approached the tall red demon, a blush bleeding into your cheeks as Alastor let out a low whistle as he took your hand and spun you around.

”my my Darling, what a pretty Doe I have” he purred, kissing your hands.

Your nerves were going haywire, fighting your instinct to back away you smiled “so what do you have planned tonight?”

what do you have planned tonight? Alastor grin widened at the thought as he watched you happily look at the menu.

How pretty you were in your black dress. Gloved hands excitedly tapping the menu. A bright look in your eye as you honed in on what might be your dinner.

You even wore the necklace he had gifted you.

Alastor was content with the looks you got as you strolled around with him.

you were his and everyone knew.

But you weren’t his officially.

At least in his way.

For years, Alastor had offered you a deal; Be his. In body, mind, and soul.

He wanted you by his side forever and a deal would solidify that.

But each and every time, you rejected the notion.

”I dont need to make a deal to be yours Alastor” was always your answer.

And quite frankly, he was getting sick of it.

But he was nothing if not resourceful. After all, how else do you capture a Doe?

Make them drop their guard.

The two of you chatted and ate to your hearts content.

When the waiter suggested dessert, Alastor simply declined, stating he had other ideas sending you a wink.

Back at the hotel, Alastor whisked you away to his bedroom.

Once the door was closed, he pounced; lips on yours and claws tearing at your dress.

You were flustered and aroused. Your hands massaged at his undercut as he laid you on your back on the bed.

His lips trailed your neck, sharp teeth nipping at your flesh, causing you to gasp.

”Alastor”

He hummed as he kissed your torso, tweaking and sucking at your nipples.

His claws dipped to your pantie, finding them soaked.

He chuckled “such a needy Doe” he tore off your panties to toy with your puffy clit and circle your slit.

You tugged his hair to bring his lips back to yours and moaned in his mouth as a finger dipped into your cunt.

Satisfied with how you began grinding into his hand, he discarded his pants and his heavy cock slapped against your mound.

You panted breathlessly as he teased his cock along your slit. You hooked a leg around his waist and threw your head back as he sunk into you.

Soft thrusts opened you to allow him deeper into the warm canal.

You arched as he steadily picked up his pace.

Your nightly rendezvous with the demon always made you feel exhilarated.

Alastor was very attentive to you. Always knew what made you tick.

He knew your body better than anything, so when he saw those pretty eyes flutter and how you cried out in pleasure, he knew how to handle you.

Your cunt was clinging to him with each thrust he gave you.

The sound of him sinking into your warm depth was music to his ears.

”On your knees dear” he said, patting your thighs.

Happliy, you turned over and lowered yourself into a deep arch, presenting him with your adorable ass and wet cunt.

Alastor admired you.

how submissive you were.

He growled as he lowered his weight on you and guided his cock by to his haven.

You gasped, feeling a hand wrap your hair into a fist, pulling your face up out the pillows “You sound so lovely doe, i wanna hear those tunes of yours”

His thrusts were hard, jolting your body as he rutted into you.

Subconsciously, you tried to meet his thrusts, whining as he hit that spot that has you seeing hearts.

”A-Al-Alastor i-I’m gonna…” you moaned feeling your cunt be wrecked.

Your insides tingled with the telltale signs of your orgasm.

But your sweet release was ripped from you when Alastor slowed his pace.

You tried to wiggle your hips against him, to seek that explosive pleasure.

Alastor was having none of that.

”Not yet darling” 

over and over he teased you right to that delicious edge, just to rip from you.

You were sobbing, ears flat to your skull as your cunt fluttered from your orgasm being denied.

You reached for him, whether for a anchor or a silent plea, you didn’t know.

You whimpered “Alastor please!”

His smile creased his cheeks, feigning a concerned tone “What ever the matter my dear Doe?”

He started thrusting into you, relishing in the soppy squish and how deep he was able to sink into you.

”Please please let me cum. I can’t..I-Ill do anything!”

A harsh thrust made you squeal

”Anything?”

You nodded, a moan ripping from your throat as he teased your throbbing clit.

”Then be mine. Submit your entire self to me my sweet doe. I already your sweet body and heart, but give me your soul. Let me own your very essence. Grant me that darling and ill grant you the sweet relief you so desperately crave” 

your insides clenched as he kissed your shoulder, beginning to pound into your soft cunt.

”or i empty myself inside this sweet cunt of your myDoe and you’ll never be granted a taste of my cock every again”

His lips at your ear, “your choice so what do you say Mon Cher?”

his hips grinded his cock into.

”Do we have a deal?”

You cried out, feeling your orgasm teetering “yes! Yes!Yes! YES! Please Alastor! Alastor just let me cum please please”

You felt your ring finger burn as he chuckled deeply

”why of course sweet Doe, cum for me”

A high pitched scream racked the walls as your orgasm clashed into, sending you in a babbling mess.

Alastor rode out your orgasm as he thrusted into you, before emptying himself inside you.

You shook as he wrapped you in his arms, bringing your hand to his lips.

A shiny gold ring adorned your hand.

He pressed a kiss to it and then an affectionate kiss to your forehead.

”Sweet sweet doe, my sweet Doe, all mine” 

[wzrd-wheezes]

Lean Down - R.L x S.B x Reader

"Reader gets embarrassed by the way Remus or Sirius (your choice) leans down to listen to what she says and she’s deprived of almost any human interaction or touch so it was so obvious that she’s embarrassed and gets teased over it."

AN: this turned out way filthier (and way longer) than i intended it to be lol. I couldn't decide which one of them I wanted to write this for so I just did them both hahaha. This is also a modern day au just cause why not. Enjoy!

2.4k

Warnings: a whole load of sex, swearing, use of the word slut, blowjobs and the like. as always dont read if you're a minor and also make sure you wrap it before you tap it <3

Sirius Black was never on time for anything, unless that thing was a party that he was absolutely itching to get to. This being the reason that he was currently stood on Y/N’s doorstep, a bottle of liquor in one hand and a cigarette in the other.  

“C’mon, Y/N, get your shit and let's go.” he called, banging on her front door with his fist. 

“You’re so impatient, Pads, you know that, don’t you?” Remus laughed, leaning against the wall as they waited for their friend to emerge, “You’re acting like you’ve never been to a party before.”  

He didn’t get chance to reply as Y/N opened the door and stepped out to meet them. Sirius let out a low whistle as he laid eyes on her, making Remus’s eyes snap up from the spot he was staring at on the ground. 

“Looks like we’re gonna have to keep an eye on you tonight, eh, Moony?” he grinned. 

“What’s that supposed to mean then?” Y/N asked, looking over her shoulder at him as she locked the door behind her. 

“It’s his way of saying that he thinks you look fit,” Remus chuckled, shaking his head. 

“Hey, with any luck you might find a nice bloke to bring home with you tonight.” Sirius smirked, “It’s about time, isn’t it?” 

“Rude. It’s not been that long. Sorry that we’re not all horny bastards like you, Sirius.” Y/N laughed, rolling her eyes at him. 

“It has been a while though,” Remus said, smiling slightly, “I can’t remember the last time you told us about a bloke you were seeing.” 

“Because she’s not had any action since she shagged Jam-” Y/N shut him up by jabbing him sharply in the ribs, earning a dramatic groan from Sirius. 

The party was being hosted in the house of one of their old school friends and when they arrived the place was already packed, people already beginning to spill out onto the front lawn. Music blared out of the speakers and the tables were littered with plastic cups, people were scattered all over the place, some slouched on sofas and others tucked away in corners.  

“The fact that we’ve been at this party for approximately two minutes and I still don’t have a drink in my hand should be illegal.” Sirius said dramatically, making his way over to a tabled that was filled with various drinks. He made a concoction and poured it into a cup for each of them. 

“This tastes like paint stripper.” Y/N grimaced, taking a swig. 

“Yeah, you should really let me make the drinks next time, Pads.” Remus said, taking a sip of his own drink and pulling a face, “This is grim.” 

Sirius just laughed at them, chugging his own drink down and beckoning for them to follow him into the crowd. Within minutes, they were in the thick of it, their bodies pressed against each other, dancing to the music that boomed out. The air was thick and warm and Y/N drained the last of her drink from her cup before tossing it to the side. 

“I’m gonna go make another drink, do you want one?” Y/N asked, raising her voice slightly so the pair could hear her.  

“What was that, love?” Remus asked, leaning down so he could hear her properly. 

“Yeah, I didn’t catch that.” Sirius followed suit, pressing himself closer to her and tilting his head downwards. Y/N looked up at them towering over her and felt the heat rush to her cheeks. 

“Go on, what did you say?” Remus leaned closer to her face, his stubble scratching against her cheek. 

“I- er- I said that I was going to get a drink.” Y/N stuttered, feeling flustered all of a sudden. Remus shot a look at Sirius who smirked and grabbed Y/N’s hand and dragged her out of the crowd and into the garden where it was significantly quieter. 

“What’s got you all jittery?” Sirius quizzed, looking down at her, still smirking. 

“I think I know what it is...” Remus mumbled, taking a step closer to her. 

“Are you really that touch starved that us leaning down to talk to you has got you all flustered?” Sirius teased. 

“No, no-” 

“No?” Remus mocked, “Why are you blushing then? I could feel the fucking heat radiating from your cheeks when I leaned down to hear you.” 

Sirius stepped closer to her as well, snaking an arm around her waist and pressing himself against her back. 

“You don’t need to be embarrassed, darling." Sirius whispered in her ear, resting his chin against her shoulder, his arms wrapped around her waist. She could smell the cigarettes and the alcohol on his breath and she squeezed her eyes shut, taking in a sharp breath. Remus stood in front of her, placing a large hand on her cheek. 

“You’re very cute when you’re flustered,” He grinned, “Why don’t we go back to our place, yeah?” 

Y/N bit her lip and nodded, knowing exactly what she was getting herself into. 

Sirius stumbled through the front door of his and Remus’s apartment, not even bothering to turn the lights on, just dragging Y/N to his room. His room was dark, clothes strewn over a chair and his bed unmade. The pair backed Y/N up to the bed, until her legs hit the edge of it and she sank onto it. 

“You look so fucking hot tonight,” Sirius grumbled, sitting down next to her, “Can’t tell you how long I’ve been waiting to do this,” He nuzzled into her neck leaving a trail of kisses, his hands rubbing up and down her thigh . Remus sat on the other side on her, his lips finding the other side of her neck, sucking gently at the spot just above her collarbone, while he had one hand on her waist. 

“We saw the way you’ve been looking at us, love,” Remus whispered, “You could’ve just asked and we could’ve done this a lot sooner.” 

“Was too scared... didn’t wanna ruin our friendship, y’know...” Y/N mumbled. 

“Well we’re gonna ruin you.” Sirius said lowly. She could feel him smirking against her skin. 

The boys both suddenly stood up in front of her, their crotches almost level with her face. Sirius’s ring clad fingers skimmed over his belt, quickly undoing it and pulling down his jeans.  

“You’re gonna suck us both off, okay?” Remus said firmly, also undoing his trousers, palming his bulge as he spoke. Y/N just nodded in response and dropped to her knees in front of them. 

“Y’look so pretty on your knees for us, babe.” Sirius said gruffly, pulling down his boxers and giving his dick a few quick pumps. He put a hand in her hair and guided her forward so the tip of his dick bumped gently against her lips. Y/N darted her tongue out, licking a stripe over the head before taking it into her mouth properly. Sirius groaned, running a hand through his hair as he looked down at her. Remus cleared his throat, seemingly impatient from the lack of attention he was getting. 

“I can just leave you two to it, if you like?” He said sarcastically. 

“No. No. I want you both.” Y/N said, shuffling over and focusing her attention on the other boy. 

“I’m not normally one for sharing,” Sirius said, moving over and sitting on the edge of the bed behind Y/N, “but I suppose this is going to have to be an exception.”  

Sirius once again grabbed a handful of her hair, but this time shoved her roughly down onto Remus’s dick. She spluttered around him, her eyes going wide and prickling with tears.  

“Atta girl.” he grumbled, “You can take him all.” 

Remus’s head tipped back and he let out a groan as he felt her throat clench around him as she gagged. He reached down and wiped a stray tear from her cheek. 

“Don’t be too rough with her, Pads.” 

“She likes it. Can tell from the way she’s clenching her thighs together,” He chuckled, “Jus’ a little slut really, aren’t you.” He carried on pushing her onto the other boy's dick, holding her in place while he fucked her throat. Eventually, he released her giving her chance to catch her breath. Y/N’s face was tear stained and her lips were swollen but she looked up at the pair needily. 

“Need you both,” she gasped. “Please.” 

Remus and Sirius both shared a glance and lifted her onto the bed, quickly removing her clothes. 

“Fuck.” Sirius gasped as his eyes roamed over her body. 

“So fuckin’ pretty.” Remus agreed. His handed grabbed at the flesh of her thighs as he pulled them apart, “She’s soaked already, mate.” 

“That right, baby?” Sirius asked, a rough finger going up to trace a line over the girls swollen lips, “Nice and needy for us, aren’t you?”  

Y/N let out a soft moan, nodding quickly. Sirius smirked as he pushed two of his fingers into her mouth, Y/N’s tongue immediately swirling around them desperately. 

“I’d stop doing that unless you want me to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours again.” 

The girl tried to speak but was cut off by Remus roughly shoving two of his fingers into her dripping cunt, making her gasp. He fucked his fingers into her softly and leaned down to suck gently on her clit. Sirius’s hands roamed over her chest, fingers quickly flicking at one of her nipples while he took the other one into his mouth.  

“Move over then, Moony.” he said after a while, “I wanna taste her before I fuck her.” 

Remus nodded and swapped places with him, pressing his lips against Y/N’s as Sirius settled between her thighs. Sirius was rougher than Remus was, he was eating her out like he was a man starved. He looked up after a while, chin glistening and eyes dark. 

“M’gonna fuck you and Moony’s gonna fuck that pretty mouth, yeah?”  

Y/N nodded and Remus flipped her round so that she was on her hands and knees. Sirius shifted her legs apart and slowly ran the head of his cock up and down her slit. 

“Sirius, stop teasing and just fuck me already.” Y/N whined. 

“Don’t start whining.” he tutted, “I don’t give brats what they want.” 

Remus chuckled and moved so that Y/N’s face was level with his cock. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out and he tapped his dick against it. 

“Eager little slut, aren’t you?” he grinned, thrusting deeply into her mouth earning a gag from her. Sirius lined himself up and entered in one swift movement, stopping briefly to give her a moment to adjust before continuing to pound into her. Y/N released an unholy moan around Remus’s cock as Sirius slammed into her. 

“That it, baby, moan around my cock,” Remus mumbled, “keep making those pretty noises for us.” His hand rested against her jaw, holding her in place as he rocked into her mouth. Sirius had one hand gripped onto her waist while the other roamed over the flesh of her arse cheeks, occasionally slapping it as he fucked her. 

“Feel so good around me, darling.” he groaned, leaning forward and pressing a kiss against her shoulder, the chain of his necklace dangling cooly against her hot back, “Can feel you clenching around me. You getting close?” 

Y/N tried to nod as best as she could without taking Remus’s cock out of her mouth. Sirius just chuckled in response to her moans and fucked into her harder. The sounds coming from the trio were filthy, Sirius’s hips slamming against her arse, Y/N moaning around Remus’s cock as he let out low groans of encouragement. 

“Fuck, M’getting close, baby.” he murmured, “You gonna come with me, yeah?” he reached around and rubbed her clit as he rammed into her. 

“That’s it, gorgeous. Come for us,” Remus encouraged, “Look so good when you’re getting fucked from both ends.”  

Sirius’s hips stuttered as he chased his high, Y/N backing herself up onto him as she chased hers. He collapsed against her as he came, fingers still dancing over her clit as he tipped her over the edge. Remus let his dick slip out from her mouth so that they could hear the moans that escaped her lips properly. After giving her a moment to recover, Remus took Sirius’s spot at the end of the bed and flipped the girl over so that she was laying on her back. 

“What are you doing, Rem?” she mumbled, her eyes glazed over slightly, “I’ve already come...” 

“You thought that it was just going to be Sirius that fucked you?” he asked, peering down at her, “Can’t let him be the only one that gets to try out that pretty pussy, can I?” 

Just as the other boy did, Remus thrust into her swiftly, hoisting her legs up so that they were wrapped around his waist. Sirius shifted so that Y/N’s head rested in his lap and he leaned down to play with her tits as she got fucked. His calloused fingers ran over the soft skin of her chest, occasionally flicking over one of her nipples. 

“Fucking hell, she does feel good,” Remus said, “can’t believe we haven’t done this sooner.” 

“I’ve got a funny feeling this is gonna be a regular occurrence,” Sirius laughed, “We just fuck you too good, don’t we, love?” 

“So good.” Y/N moaned breathlessly, “I-I’m close, Rem.” 

“Me too, baby. Be a good girl and come for me.” 

That was all it took to tip her over the edge, her eyes squeezing shut as she arched her back and let her head fall into Sirius’s lap. A filthy moan ripped from her body as Remus fucked into her overstimulated cunt. His thrusts were getting sloppy as he reached his peak, a string of swear words falling from his lips as he unravelled, finishing inside of her. He flopped down onto the bed, three pairs of legs tangled together on Sirius’s messy sheets. 

“That was...wow.” Y/N gasped, snuggling into the boys. 

“Amazing. You were great,” Remus smiled, pressing a kiss against her temple. 

“Always knew you would be.” Sirius grinned. 

[the-s1lly-corner]

AAAAA

TDAC X PUPPET!READER

Hear me out

Reader is like puppet from fnaf, their character being very similar to puppet, them having the same voice and powers? Yknow Puppet flies fast as HELL and etc, Reader most of the time stays in the music box, and just gets out when really wanted or needed, for example: when theres an IHA or when someone needs them for something.

TADC x puppet!reader !

ashamed to admit this but i have not touched fnaf outside of security breach, recently at least. the last time i was fully invested in the fnaf lore was when fnaf 4 had just dropped, so im quite literally relying off of your description like its a life line because i know how insane fnaf lore has gotten think imma answer this request then take another short break since my lower back is starting to get sore from sitting all day; gotta go stretch my legs too

CAINE:

you do have your own room, of course, but you tend to usually stay in your music box; of which you came with when you first entered the digital world... which was a little odd, but hey its not the strangest thing that anyone here has seen! i like to think that sometimes caine comes to your box at night and tries to will you out so he can get to know you more. leave it to the ai to fall for the mysterious circus member who rarely leaves their box... i think sometimes he would hum and sing along to the music your box makes

POMNI:

the first time you rush out of your music box it takes her off guard, almost making her fall off her feet when you dash right by her to do... whatever was required of you at that moment in time. if she were being honest, she didnt think you were a real person, she had always assumed that you were an npc; it wasnt unheard of that caine would have npcs stationed about for in house adventures, or to man the carnival..! though i dont think she would interact much with you, considering you rarely interact with the others; what use would it be to pester you?

JAX:

honestly before realizing you literally live and sleep and mostly exist in the music box, he probably puts stuff on top of your box... accidentally trapping you inside it. well, actually trapping wouldnt be accurate because you ended up brute forcing your way out, literally sending everything that was on top of the box flying; scaring just about everyone in the room. imagine trying to find out whos faster; you or jax.. i mean, have you seen how fast jax bolted when they found out koufmo abstracted?

RAGATHA:

always tries to ask you if you want to join in on the in house adventure, she doesnt want you to feel left out or unwelcome; even though most times you willingly back out of the activity. though, she feels relieved and even smiles when you spring out of your box to join in on the action... at least she knows you havent abstracted... brain stimulation is important, you know!

KINGER:

he finds some comfort in the music, slowly but surely as the days pass he moves his pillow fort closer and closer to your box before eventually hes right next to you. sometimes even naps, leaning against it. though he does immediately scamper off when you suddenly lunge out to race towards whoever is calling for you. at least he can count on you to have his back in moments of danger or fear!

ZOOBLE:

usually stays in their own lane, but for one reason or another they need help during an IHA, and their yelps and incoherent speech was enough to catch your attention. be it gloink or otherwise, you obliterate the problem; effectively haunting zooble for the rest of their life by your actions... but hey, it feels... nice, having someone you can rely on

GANGLE:

character who is soft spoken and shy meets character that rarely leaves their box when its not needed or necessary; how could a relationship, romantic or otherwise, be fostered in conditions such as this? oddly enough, the silence between you two brings you together, the music keeping the silence from becoming overwhelming. i like to think that sometimes gangle leaves you little notes, choosing to write rather than verbally speak... best not to ruin that special quiet the two of you have learned to share

[wegc]

hey! first i wanted to say i loved ur perv!chan hc, and drabble, i want to add something if u dont mind <3

imagine one day y/n/you goes to chan’s house cause it’s raining, and she’s too far from her own home, so she knocks on his door, cause i wouldn’t hurt to stay at chan’t for a while, right?

it’s pouring, so the walk from the car to the front door is almost like a shower, so when he finally opens up, his first thought is “oh my fucking god i can see everything”, all while masking with concern to rush you inside, and make you change into his clothes.

not that he’ll keep your shirt cause it has your perfume on it, or your underwear for… late night purposes.

you guys go and sit on the couch, and you explain your situation to him: your car broke down in a street close to here, and you decided to ask him for help, bit it started raining, and now you can’t go back home. chan really doesn’t mind you staying, but he’s a little off ever since you stepped on his house, so he’s fidgeting a little, stuttering, and you find it adorable, cause he’s just cute like that.

night goes on while you’re talking, and at some point you just got a little too close to him, and he doesn’t know if you’re hinting something, or if it’s all up on his head. and while you’re giggling, and playfully grabbing his arm, he’s imagining the same way you’d latch on him for support while he’s stretching you out.

and then the unthinkable happens.

— channie, you know that i see the way you look at me, right?

…what?

— uhm, what-what do you mean?

— you know, you look at me like you want to… just do whatever is in your mind to me. but you mask that, and act all shy. i just picked up on that.

holy. shit. he thinks, i’m fucked now.

— i don’t really mind, though. to be honest, i wish you’d just act on it, y’know?

and there ends my prompt/drabble!! you can finish writing it, orrr whatever !! <3 have a nice day <3

chan acting strangely quiet and fidgety around you, constantly playing with the strings of his sweatpants, all because he’s trying to ignore the way the buds of your breasts harden due to the cool air :(

your skin’s glowing and now you’re way too close to him, your tits practically pressed against his arm and your voice becoming far lower than it usually is—he can’t think properly at all, he can’t give adequate responses to what you’re saying because he shouldn’t be this close to you and his self-control is crumbling by the minute.

and when you tell him that you know everything—that you’ve heard his quiet pants and grunts in the washroom when he’s jerking off, that you’ve felt his intense stare, that you knew he soiled your panties, or even worse—that he left his phone unlocked one day and you found the cum stained, printed photo of you—he comes lightheaded.

what makes it worse is that you’re a fucking minx—purring in his ear, telling him you don’t mind, telling him that you know how much of a disgusting, depraved pervert he is and how you love it, how you touch yourself to the thought of him doing worse, crossing even more boundaries, how you want him to be the first to touch you, how you want him to make you cry, to ruin your spent hole for anyone else.

yeah he’s fucked.

he shouldn’t. he promised your brother—his best friend. but how can he say no when your begging him so nicely; whining against him exactly how he’s dreamed of? how can he say no now when he’s already bucking his hips against your hand that’s currently palming his aching, twitching cock? god—he’s so close to cumming right there, right in his boxers. he’ll just have to take you. he’ll break this one promise.

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

I’ve been waiting for someone to write for both Carmilla and Velvette x reader! I like the idea of reader being the mediator between their girlfriends, given how vastly opposite Carmilla and Velvette are. They’re just a very relaxed and calm person, until something pushes them over the edge and suddenly they’re hella deadly. I like to image how they’d react to that.

Devil in a Calm Sea

|| Carmilla Carmine x Velvette x fem!reader

(i myself am poly)

|| Warnings: Valentino flirting with reader, swearing because it's Hazbin Hotel, fight between Valentino and reader (sort of?) more like reader is just defending herself (with a chair)

|| Summary: reader is in an Overlord meeting, keeping Velvette and Carmilla in check. Valentino keeps flirting with reader and reader loses it.

Requests open! (won't be done quickly, im only writing when i have motivation and that doesn't seem to be happening a lot rn so it might take a while. just be mindful and patient with that)

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Your girlfriends were on different ends of extreme. Especially when it came to each other. You? You were the calm one. Tended to not react or cause a whole lot of drama. You were their voice of reason. A saving grace that kept the whole relationship together. Carmilla often showed her appreciation for you, taking you on special romantic dates. Velvette would be more subtle with her appreciation. She didn't want you going and getting the wrong idea that she has a soft spot for you or something. That would be ridiculous. She absolutely does have a soft spot for you and you damn well know it, shh. Dont let her find out.

You leaned against the wall of the meeting room where Carmilla was holding a meeting with the other Overlords. Much to your disliking, Vox and Valentino were there. You yourself weren't an Overlord but you were there to support your girlfriends. Your task was to make sure they didn't get into a fight. Easier said than done. Especially with Valentino getting on your nerves the whole meeting.

He kept sending you all these flirtatious looks, winking at you, licking his lips with that stupidly long tongue of his whenever Velvette and Carmilla weren't watching. It was clear he wanted you under contract with him and it was beginning to really piss you off. He was always like this. It was disgusting. No, disgusting wasn't right. It was too light of a description for the way he acts.

You try to ignore his antics, focusing on either Velvette or Carmilla. Watching your girlfriends instead of him. Anyone but him. As the meeting ends, you're about to walk over to your girls when Valentino blocks your path. He was much taller than you, so it wasn't difficult.

"My, you're just gorgeous aren't you~" He leans down to get a good look at you, you take a step back. Carmilla notices what's happening first but before she can react...

You pull your arm back and slap Valentino hard. The room goes silent as everyone stares in your direction. What just happened?

Valentino blinks a couple of times, he was shocked. Did you really just dare to do that to him? You? A pathetic sinner? Please.

He grabs your wrist but (before your girlfriends could intervene, they really wanted to) you grabbed one of the chairs with your free hand and slammed it into his body as hard as you possibly could. Making him stumble back.

"Don't fucking touch me!" You shout. You shouted. You never do that. Velvette and Carmilla were stunned to see how easily you were defending yourself. Carmilla was the first to recover and rushed to your side, holding a protective hand in front of you as she glares at Valentino.

"Get out. I would advise you not to come to any meetings for the foreseeable future." Carmilla says, her tone a scary level of calm.

Valentino gets off the floor and stares past Carmilla, looking at you in pure confusion and shock. Your audacity was disgusting. To him, your girlfriends were quite amused.

You wanted to keep fighting. You were going to kick his ass. You lunged forwards but Carmilla grabbed you and set you on her shoulder to keep you from doing anything. She held you there with ease despite your efforts at escape. They were pointless. Which you soon realized.

Before Valentino could get the chance to say or do anything else, Carmilla left the room with you. Velvette didn't immediately follow. But you knew why. You could hear her screaming at Valentino with Vox's voice following, trying to settle Velvette with very little success. At this point, the only one that could calm her was you. But Carmilla had her grip on you as she brought you to her office and seated you down in her chair.

She scans over your body, making sure you weren't hurt in any way before she speaks in a soft tone. Vastly different from the one she had used on Valentino just moments before.

"Are you alright? I don't believe I have ever seen you so..." She tries to find the right word. Violent? No, violent was too harsh of a description. Pissed? Pissed was too light. There was nothing that quite fit the way you had lashed out.

You folded your arms across your chest, a glare in your eyes that wasn't directed at Carmilla. She knew that though it still startled her to see it.

"He fucking deserved that. He'd been flirting with me the whole fucking meeting. Should've hit him harder." You muttered the last bit under your breath, Carmilla raised an eyebrow.

How did she not realize Valentino was flirting with you? Usually she was much more observant than that. Especially when it came to you. She was going to say something before her office door opened. Revealing Vox, who was holding Velvette in stretched out arms to keep her away from him as she thrashed around in his hold.

"Let me go you fucking mutated TV!" Velvette shouted, biting Vox's hand. You can't tell me she wouldn't.

"Shit! Okay, fuck." Vox drops her and Velvette lands on her ass, making her glare at Vox who ignores her and looks at Carmilla and you.

"She's your problem now." Is all he says before he leaves the room, closing the door behind him.

Carmilla sighs and glances at Velvette, who was grumbling complaints under her breath as she stood and walked over to the two of you. Fixing her outfit.

"Fucking bastard." Velvette grumbled, sticking the middle finger at the door before looking at you." Val's a bitch. Hit him harder next time."

"Velvette!" Carmilla scolds, you smirk and gesture to Velvette while looking at Carmilla.

"That's exactly what I'm going to do."

Carmilla narrows her eyes at you. God, the two of you were going to drive her insane one of these days.

[chrxsprettygirl]

𝓣𝓸𝔁𝓲𝓬 𝓜.𝓢

Pairing: Toxic! Ex bf! Matt x Ex!Reader

Summary: When your ex boyfriend comes at your place to get his stuff turns into something more.

Cw: Smut, oral (f receiving), toxic relationship, cheating, love bombing?, slight manipulation, Matt being an asshole and lowkey a bit delusional, dom!Matt, sub!reader.

AN: THIS IS FICTIONAL. None of this is real I don’t think Matt would EVER cheat on a significant other Anyways enjoy sluts

I was sitting in my living room watching a movie until I heard a knock on my door, I groan getting up grabbing my zip up rushing to the door I open it only to see my ex boyfriend. Matt, “what are you doing here” I ask “Hey im just here to get my stuff back and I’ll leave” I hesitate before ultimately to let him in “Thanks” he steps in heading straight towards my bedroom, going through everything collecting all his belongings “So your already seeing another guy? Is that you trying to get back at me of something?” He ask I roll my eyes “no actually he is really sweet and doesn’t treat me like a piece of shit” I say sarcastically watching him pack up, he chuckles shaking his head “oh yeah? You don’t got to lie to me, If you wanna try to get back at him you gotta do better than that” he says “your such a self absorbed asshole” I retorted “Im not being an asshole, im just bring honest” he shrugs looking through the closet it seems like he can’t find what he’s looking for “what are you looking for” I question “My gray hoodie you keep borrowing” he answers “oh I don’t know where it is I thought you took with you” I reply my kind flooded of the incidents of that night.

I had found out Matt cheated on me with 3 different girls, I was heartbroken to say the least. I confronted him that night which led us here now “Well im not leaving till I find it” he says I scoff at his dramatics sitting on my bed waiting for him to finish when I hear his laughing to himself “What? What’s so funny” “it’s just i dont know why you even bother to date someone else, your never gonna move on” he turns to face me slowly walking up to me “ I know you missed me” I roll my eyes in annoyance “Don’t roll your eyes at me” he demands “I know you want me back, this new guy whatever his name is just a little distraction” he continues “he’s never gonna replace me, this happens everytime, we have a big fight, we argue, we break up and then what a week two weeks later we’re back together and you wanna know why?” I don’t respond tilting my head to the side “It’s because you can’t stay away from me” he comes closer “you’re gonna text me at 2 in the morning and your gonna ask me something like ‘what happened’ ‘why are we doing this’ and then I’m gonna come over and im gonna remind why you can’t stay away from me” he moves his face directly infront of mine. “Go fuck youself” I push him away ready to kick him out when he speaks “He hasn’t touched you yet has he?” “Excuse me?” “By that answer I can tell it’s a no, you really do miss me” “no I don’t” “You wanna know how I know you still miss me? If you really wanted me home you’d have my shit in a box, you knew I would pass by” he says nonchalantly I groan rolling my eyes “Stop the groaning and rolling your eyes” “I fucking hate you.” He looks amused by my words “oh yeah? You hate me?” I start going off on him, yelling, cussing but he doesn’t seem to care, staring at me with a ridiculously sexy smirk.

“Your just mad because I’m moving on and not your lil play toy no more” I say going around the room grabbing more of his stuff “oh yeah? No for sure it’s different this time isnt it” “Yes it is now hurry up pack your shit and leave” he sits on the bed watching me run around the place “We both know your just talking for talking sake” he tells me “and how would know that?” “Baby I know you, I know what you like, what you don’t like, what you think of. Ain’t nobody gonna treat you the way I do” “well that the reason why we broke up” he chuckled “Nobody gonna touch you the way I do” I pause turning to look at him “shit I made you say, shit I made you do nobody’s gonna do that for you” I shove the last of his stuff at him “Get out” he takes it looking through it “Where’s my gray hoodie?, I told im not leaving without it” I groan “I’d its know Matt if I find it I’ll mail it to you or something now get out” “damn you got a little attitude, you know what happens when you give me an attitude” he gets up “I put you in your place he’s gonna do that to you, he’s gonna let you walk all over him” “Well you don’t have the right to do that anymore now go” “help me find it” “what?” “Help me find the hoodie then I’ll leave” “No ill drop it off if I find it” “Well im not leaving until you help me find it” he sits back down pulling out his phone “Ok fine whatever” I start looking around “Where did you put it” “I don’t know I haven’t seen it” “Maybe it’s under bed” “I don’t know go look” “nah you do it” “what why me? It’s your shit” “Because your a lot closer to the ground than I am come on just look” “Ok calm down ur not that tall” I say sighing bending down to look under my bed when I feel a hand come down on my ass “MATT” I get up in disbelief “Come on don’t act like you didn’t see that coming” “NO I DIDNT GET THE FUCK OUT” I start berating him putting all his clothes away in the bag on the bed.

He grabs my hand arm “why don’t you kiss me” I give him the most disgusted side eye (no but I would to if a man told me that) “Excuse me? No. Im with Chase and im not a cheater like you” he groans “Come on baby, just one kiss to say goodbye” “Matt no and let go off me” “Why you don’t like me grabbing you no more” “No” I shake his arm off of me “Damn it��s a shame because your little outfit is making quite hard to keep my hands off you” suddenly I regret wearing shirts and a tank top, I zip up my hoodie trying my best to cover myself he laughs at this and places his hands on my hip “Come on it’s just one kiss I promise then I’ll leave forget about the hoodie” I look up at him finding it quite hard to not give in. He grabs my chin bringing his face close to mine attaching our lips together. I close my eyes kissing him back and bringing my hands up to his neck moving my body closer to his, at first it’s slow and soft and for a minute I let myself forget abt every thing until he starts to get rough, hands runs all over my body “I fucking knew it” he says in between kisses before he roughly turns me around pushing me on the bed.

I try to get up but he shoves me back down, he practically rips off my shorts off me “Matt-” “Shut the fuck up.” He says as his hands runs all come down on my ass repeatedly and im a moaning mess “Yeah? Thought you could just get rid of me? Sorry to break it to ya sweetheart but you’re mine. Your mine till the day you die, I own you and your body” he says in my ear, once he’s is done abusing my ass he turns me over in my back tearing my panties off “Say it, say that your mine” his hands flies to my pussy rubbing little circles on my clit and run his finger up and down my slit “f-fuck im yours Matt all yours please” he smirks happy with my answer “Mm good girl” he slips his finger in me moving as I cry out “take that off” he motions to my shirt when I do, he starts kissing my chest slowly going down to my stomach and then my thighs “Matt please” I beg “Please what? Tell me what you want baby” “I need you” he removes his hand from my aching pussy “Yeah pretty girl? I thought you moved on hm” I groan not wanting to talk abt it “Your not getting me until you admit that you want me back” even though I want to not want him anymore I can’t get over him “I want you back Matt please I missed you” he chuckles as he finally latches into my dripping pussy “OH MY GOD MATT” I moan out my hands flying to his hair.

He doesn’t tease nothing he devours me like he hasn’t eaten in months “fuck I missed your pretty little moans” he says his lips going to suction on my clit as he shoves his fingers in me once again “Matt please” I whining when his hands slap over my thighs moving his mouth over to my inner thigh kissing his way back up to my face, his hands keep on moving in me but his thumb on my clit “ah fuck Matt please don’t stop” “Wasn’t planning on it baby” he captures my lips in another kiss which I moan into “Fuck, thought you said we were done huh? Yeah was done with my bullshit now look at you, dripping all over my hand” he says looking down where his hand was working in me, I feel the knot tightening in my stomach as my hand flies to his arm “M-Matt” “Mm you wanna cum for me princess?” I nod my head my legs starting to shake uncontrollably “shit ah Matt please” he lean into my ear “cum for me sweet girl” and with that waves of pleasure crashes over me with a pornographic scream.

I come down from my turning to face him, post nut clarity hitting me like a bus “Im moving my things back in tomorrow” he says getting up heading towards the bathroom connected to my room coming back with a small towel whipping his fingers with it before cleaning me up “I gotta go film with Chris and Nick so I’ll be back in the morning ok?” I remain unresponsive already knowing where this is going he look me jn my eyes and sighs “Baby I know I messed up but I’ll change for you yeah? You trust me?” He says as he grabs my shorts and underwear dressing me “Matt seriously this is your last chance. If you mess up again we’re done, for good” I say sternly knowing deep down even if we do break up again I will unfortunately always take him back “ofc my love I won’t” he leans down and kisses me “I’ll see you tomorrow pretty girl, I love you” he says “I love you too” when he finally leaves.

Dividers by: @issysh3ll

AN: this shit took too long sigh and also I suck at writing sex soooooo yeah no sex but I hope u enjoyed

Tags: @trevorsgodmother @dykes4chris

[artdcnaldson]

hnnnnghnbhbbn repressed art is so yummy you always match my freak im tweaking rn!!!

also the little nods to patrick adding to his repressed-ness!!!!!! its so scrumptious

i dont know where you wanna take this but i have soooo many ideas i need him so bad

i just keep thinking about her finding loopholes to convince art to give in…

rn now in my mind i have smth smth about her being just so horny and wanting to play, so maybe going to wherever he is and telling him she needs a toy… like asking him for his hand and using it to touch herself and his hand just gets soooo soaked and wet and he really doesn’t wanna move it cause thats immoral, hes just helping out, but maybe hell crook his fingers inside and just watch how she goes crazyyyyyy… maybe he’ll make her squirt… yeah…

ily btw you get me!!!

- 🐚

I’m sorry this took so long that’s my bad baby </3 I read this came passed out died was brought back to life etc. please forgive me 💔

But hngnngngng I imagine he’s so willing and needy after you let him rut against ur thighs and get off :(( all clingy bc he’s like wait maybe she’s the one 🥺

Which is…… but anyways!!

But yeah god he’s just. A living breathing wet dream. He comes in from the courts all sweaty and flushed and smiley, chugging Gatorade or water or whatever. And it just fucking sets you off. You’ve spent weeks soaked and needy with no release outside of your hand. You just need something.

So you ask where Pat is (heading to the country club to swim) and how long he’s going to be gone (three hours max, but no less than one). So you drag him into your room, lock the door.

“Can I use your fingers, baby? You don’t have to move them, just let me play with them. They’re so pretty, I want to feel them. Please?”

And he blushes, looks nervous, but notes. “O-okay. Just tell me what to do.”

He’s so willing, so sweet. He swallows hard when you guide his hand between his thighs, when he feels how warm and wet you are. The first pussy he’s ever touched 🥺 and he gets hard so fast.

But he has to remind himself it’s not for him! He’s trying to help! Like you help. And it’s not wrong as long as he’s not really moving his hand, just like it’s okay if he humps you because it’s just him moving not you <3 so he ignores how hard he is, just lets you guide his hand because he’s just your sweet little toy <3

He thinks it’s interesting, the way you fold down some of his fingers, posing him like a doll. He lets out a choked sort of whine as you press his fingertips to your entrance. You’re so warm and wet inside, tight around his fingers, squeezing him.

He’s flushed the prettiest pink, moaning pathetically as you use his fingers. And his brain is so fuzzy, filled only with the feeling of you hot around his fingers, dripping wet and sticky down his palm.

“Can you—“ you gesture with the hand that’s not circling your clit, curving your fingers.

He shouldn’t. But he’s already got his fingers in your pussy and he’s probably already going to hell anyway. He crooks his fingers so they press against the front wall. Your eyes roll back, you make the prettiest, most desperate sound.

He smiles so proudly as you start grinding down against his fingers, all desperate and needy. Feels your cunt clamping down around him, feels the rush of wetness and release as you finish.

And you look so pretty, chest heaving as you try to catch your breath, mouth ajar as soft moans spill out. You pull his fingers out of your sensitive cunt and Art actually fucking whines at the sight of his fingers glistening and sticky with your juices.

“You can taste,” you encourage with a coy smile. “You’ll like it, I think.”

He moans when he pushes those fingers between his lips, tasting the tang of your arousal. It’s not enough— he laves his tongue over his fingertips and knuckles, trying to swallow down every hint of you.

And you’re laid out before him, legs spread, glistening pussy just fucking teasing him. He wants to just taste you— to bury his face between your thighs, lap at your drenched folds, make you cum again. All him this time, none of your guidance.

But he can’t, the poor thing.

[luffyvace]

AIZAWA’S KISSES HEADCANONS<3

The gif is blurry but I really like the angle/scene 😗

I did a post called ‘Zoro’s kisses’ a while ago and it did really well! So I’ve decided to make it a official mini series from @luffyvace w/ different anime characters bc y’all really liked those (ﾟ∀ﾟ)

Y’all probably haven’t kissed even if your already officially together

aizawa let’s it come naturally and doesn’t want to force it at a certain time

therefore it isn’t that he doesn’t want to,

he just waits for the opportunity

You two prob don’t kiss until like 2-3 months after making it official

Plus aizawa doesn’t wanna move too fast since this is likely his first relationship

he doesn’t wanna rush in and give you his first kiss and it doesn’t work out

Of course he’s thinking so rational like that

for your first kiss hcs

it’s def happening at yours or his house and no where else

he doesn’t wanna feel uncomfortable or be stared at right after it 🗿

plus he just isn’t for pda

he doesn’t wanna be that couple smooching away in a public place

let’s say y’all were at aizawa’s house on his couch chatting

you two were sitting pretty close but you didn’t realize it because you were used to it by now! Your a couple after all

The conversation kinda ended which woulda been awkward if you hadn’t noticed how close your faces were

you had a slight smile on your lips and then you both just sorta leaned in

his lips were soft and moist but his stuble beard was rough

You didn’t mind though with how passionately and gently he was kissing you

he was a natural!

you probably didn’t expect that!

actually—you didn’t expect this whole situation in the first place!

You were surely greatful though!

it was a rather pleasant kiss!

You drifted apart while softly smiling at each other before you laid your head on his shoulder

he brought an arm around you bringing you closer

you continued sitting there together in solidarity silence

grinning and replaying the scene over and over again in your heads

then kisses become a much more casual thing :)

dont try grand displays of pda in public tho

he sets the boundary that he doesn’t like it

he just thinks these things should be kept more professional especially while at work

he doesn’t mind a quick peck though

or gentle yet subtle touches

Yamada (present mic) teases him about how he went from a ‘emo loner’ to getting this fine looking s/o

LOLL

(even if you don’t think you’re fine yes you are I can’t express that enough—your personality shows and makes you attractive)

his ‘I miss you’ kisses are so much more romantic

say he or you went on a dangerous mission or one of you had your life on the line

As soon as you get home your getting a ‘I miss you’ kiss

an ‘I miss you’ kiss with him feels like

him embracing you in a hug as soon as you get home and not letting go for a while. him pressing you up against a wall, not even in a suggestive way and kissing you for long periods of time. Getting the most out of every second you spend together. him giving you little pecks in between long ones because he just can’t keep his lips off of you after not having you for so long.

After a life/death situation or hard mission he would be really caring and protective of you for a while

not that he isn’t always but you mind find yourself getting a few extra kisses and such <3

kisses on the temple become casual, especially when alone

hand and cheek kisses frequency increases as well

btw if your not into pda?

No prob! He isn’t either!

if you are?

his kisses are so gentle yet paced, making you crave them all the more

<3

I hope you enjoy my new ‘character’s kisses series!!

[lobotomiesatclaires]

Gothic Bassist! Zayne AU

The Tomorrow's Catch 22 Banner trailer has given me Zayne fever (please I am loyal to Caleb. Im just a little far from home rn)

I was thinking about all the scenarios of an Assistant manager! reader and a Goth Band! Zayne. Think Type O Negative's Peter Steele.

Gothic Bassist! Zayne who didn't really want to go into music, who doesn't like the spotlight. But as fate would have it, after standing in for an injured friend for one show, he fell into one of the biggest goth metal bands in New York.

Gothic Bassist! Zayne who would rather work in an office or medicine but his parents couldn't afford to send him and his 2 sisters to college.

Gothic Bassist! Zayne who's visuals, voice, and violent musical talent helped shoot the band to international success.

Gothic Bassist! Zayne who's paycheck singlehandedly helped send both of his sisters to their dream colleges.

Gothic Bassist! Zayne who keeps collecting stray cats because they help him feel less lonely on the road but drive his band mates up the wall.

Gothic Bassist! Zayne who has no shortage of distractions in the form of drugs, drink, parties, and offers of one night stands. Distractions he constantly firmly rejects. Its a mystery to everyone but his close band mates, who know he only has eyes for their band's new assistant manager.

Gothic Bassist! Zayne who never liked drugs or drink and has renewed that sentiment when hearing of how Assistant Manager! reader said they would never date a party animal drinker or drug taker after their ex.

Assistant! Manager reader who was taken on to deal with the hectic shows and to deal with any tabloid hit pieces. Assistant! Manager who consistently turns down the teasing innuendos and sexual advances of other band members.

Assistant! Manager reader who picks up the slack and acts like a hard ass, running a tight ship that they all respect.

Gothic Bassist! Zayne who likes it when his assistant manager waves him over 1 minute before they go on stage to fix his collar and mic. Zayne, who likes the way their fingers feel on his skin. Zayne, who's smile has them averting their eyes, trying to ignore the shiver that runs down their spine.

Gothic Bassist! Zayne, who in a fit of rage goes on a 10 minute rant on stage about supporting Doctors without Borders and criticizing the government on the state of corporate health insurance in the country.

Gothic Bassist! Zayne who doesn't mean to start a riot with his speech but does.

Gothic Bassist! Zayne and co who have to be rushed off stage to a safe location. Assistant Manager! reader who is both irate and secretly impressed at his show of moral backbone, despite the trouble this will cause them in the coming weeks.

'What the fuck was that??! Are you high? Are you fucking insane?'

Assistant Manager! reader hisses as they pull Zayne away from any prying eyes or listening ears. Their hand lingers on the skin of his bicep, his heart pounding at the casual contact.

They are in a dingy, neon lit back alley corridor, the screech of neon lights mix with the sound of chaos in the distance.

'Why? Do I look out of my mind?' Zayne's voice is low and rough from his stunt. His eyes glint in a way that makes them unable to look away. 'Why dont you ... touch me and find out?'

Zayne's words have their eyes widening, their breath hitching. But they make no move to leave. No words of admonishment to reject him. Zayne's struck with the sensation to be illogical, immoral. He takes the urge and runs with it.

He captures their lips in a searing kiss, the likes of which send shock waves down their back. Despite themselves, they cannot hold themselves back. They feel their thin resolve melting. Its almost as if their cold veneer fades with the heat of Zayne's body bearing down on them.

Gothic Bassist! Zayne smells of Leather, Hedione and Ambroxan. It invades their senses, turning any thought of stopping this ill advised tryst to dust. Despite themselves, they find it easy to melt into Zayne's arms. He bites lightly on their lower lip and they oblige him with a sigh.

Gothic Bassist! Zayne's takes the opportunity release months of stolen glances, pining, and ill advised 3am online stalking of their social media profiles to sink into something that he actually wants to be a part of. Something he wants to do not out of obligation or logic but of desire.

His band mates peak around the corner and decide to go for drinks without their bassist and assistant manager. From the looks of it, the two will be occupied for a while.

[multifandomxzion]

Phaidei x Moonian! reader pt.4

(Spoilers for Amphoreas quest)

Its over. The war is over. Nikador has been defeated, and Caelus has even learned the power of ice and touched the path of remembrance! Everything happened so quickly.. and you and the others feel, just so.. So tired. You feel like you could sleep for weeks. Amd you do- well- atleast if castorice didnt wake you up

Castorice: I dont mean to wake you my guest, but its time to get ready.

Reader: Hm..? What?

Castorice: Mydei is hosting a feast and has invited you and your friends

Tribbie walks in, expression hardened

Tribbie: Why is Moonie not ready yet?!

Reader: Im up.. Im up.. *You suddenly seize still. Mydei invited you, Caelus and dan heng over for a feast.. Well, I mean.. There's bound to be food but an actual outfit?! Idk..*

Reader: Do I even have anything to we-

Tribbie: Let us worry about that! *she says as her other 2 twins appear out of nowhere, practically dragging you away*

The feast was a harmonius event, Phainon and Aglaea dancing, while Mydei and Caelus were having an eating competition trying to see who could eat more than the other (And Mydei was winning) You, Tribblets and Castorice practically galloped all the way there, hoping to not miss alot

Reader: We're here! We're .. *pant* here

You dont notice now, but Phainon and Mydei both stop in their tracks to look at you, your in a traditional robe similar to Aglaea, w/ a few of your own accessories ofc and a golden head piece! You looked like an average citizen and yet at the same time so...

Phainon: I...

Mydei: I...

Dan Heng: Come join us reader

You actually have alot of fun at this feast, Aglaea attempts to teach you a traditional dance, You eat to your hearts content ect! At some point you walk out to Mydei's balcony to get some fresh air from all the social interaction, only to be followed by a certain white haired individual

Phainon: Ah, so this is where you are! Are you ok Reader?

Reader: Yeah,, Just burned out.. Parties take alot out of me

Phainon: I uh.. I see! Shall I keep you company until you wish to go back?

Reader: If you want ig..

And thats just what phainon does, staying right by your side.

Phainon: Caelus told me that you have fun stories to share about your travels, I'd love to hear some.. To hear more about you

Reader: Huh? Really?

*Phainon looks away sratching his neck, signalling he's nervous*

Phainon: Yes, I eould like to maybe find a proper way to apologize that way. I um.. I was rethinking our interactions together and realize how I may have sounded like.. I only cared about one part of you, which isnt true, You have helped me save Amphoreus, as a warrior, that alone proves so many things about you. *He grabs your hands, intertwining them with his*

Phainon: Your brave, Courageous, sweet, you get the idea, and If it werent for your 3's help.. I dont even want to imagine such a fate.. I want to show you just how much I appreciate you. Not just your beautiful skin, but You as a person, reader. You are not some treasure to be searched, But a one of a kind to be earned and cherished!

Phainon stares into your eyes as he says every word, your stomach becoming queezy with butterflies as he compliments you, He looks like he has more to say but he's holding back

Phainon: I.. *he looks back at the party, then leans into your ear*

Phainon: I believe Mydei wishes to dance with you, but he is too shy to ask you directly, You should go dance with him!

Reader: But I havent mastered any-

Too late, Phainon grabs you and almost throws you back into the party, pushing you towards Mydei

Phainon: Alright you both, go dance!

You and Mydei get on the dance floor and dance together, weird enough even if Mydei comes off more aggressive and mean, He is suprisingly gentle when guiding you trough the dance, Your so focused on trying to get it right that you dont even realise the look of pure adoration on phainons face.. As 2 bright stars dance in front of him

(Sorry if this was alil rushed, its 2AM by the time I post this-)

Pt.5

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[aliaology]

CARDIGAN

summary: right person, wrong time.

pairings: jack hughes x fem!reader

warnings: mentions of cheating, drinking

heels clicked against the cobblestone walkway. people came, people left. yet you stayed. you stayed in the living room. the party around you felt empty, even though the room was crowded. you watched, watched his hand move from her after she attempted to touch him.

why was it that suddenly he didn't want to touch her, but just last month he was perfectly fine being inside her? it felt unfair.

you sipped your drink. you remembered being the one who got him for his summers, winters, falls, and springs. now she had him, well, not necessarily. he barely even pays attention to her. instead he talks to his best friend, who keeps glancing your way.

every time you find jack's eyes on you, you watch the pain hit his face. but that was his fault, right? he chased two girls, lost the one.

the one. were you really the one for him? you two were young. by the time he hit 16, he called you his. that you would forever be the one. your parents and his parents laughed. you were too young to say that. too young to know anything.

you adverted your attention from jack, to the party itself. the loud music, crowded room, and bodies jumping, yet it still felt like nothing was there.

"what are you doing, jack?" you asked, a smile adorning your lips. the brunette boy shuffled through your closet. "you have literally nothing to wear" he groaned.

"hm, maybe because i dont just wear hoodies and shorts. none of my clothes will fit you" you laughed, watching him from your bed.

he groaned again. ultimately, he fell down onto the bed next to you, hands meeting your waist and pulling you on top of him. "guess ill wear you to keep warm."

you let out a laugh. "that sounds so wrong, jack. plus, im not some sort of cardigan" you giggled.

jack smiled at the sound of your laugh. "you're still my favorite, even if you unfortunately aren't a cardigan."

you let out a sigh and stood up from the couch you sat on. you grabbed your drink, and walked to the kitchen, gripping walls for support as your heels killed your feet.

you went to dump your drink out, feeling a hand on the small of your back. you jumped slightly, looking behind you to see jack. he lingered like a tattooed kiss, never leaving you alone if he knew where you were.

"what do you want, jack?" you asked, placing your cup on the counter, head now facing forward as you refused to look at him.

"i miss you" he spoke softly, his free hand reaching to your side. you weren't surprised. you knew he'd try coming back to you. you felt his hand move up under the cardigan you wore over your red dress.

you let out yet another sigh. you wanted to let him back in, to turn around and kiss the shit out of him, but you didn't. no, he hurt you. you couldn't let him do it again.

"jack we're gonna be late" you laughed, trying to pull away from him as he kept peppering kisses along your face.

"who cares? just let me love you." he placed a soft kiss on your lips. you smiled into it, hand cupping his cheek.

his hand rested on your thigh, fingers tracing stars onto your skin as his lips stayed on yours.

"i think august would be pleased to have you instead." you spit. jack let out a sigh. "baby please, it was a mistake."

you scoffed and shoved his hands away from your body. "a mistake that happened more than once over the course of a month." you sent him a harsh glare. "a mistake that occurred while i was in new hampshire, visiting my mom who was in the hospital."

"baby please" he pleaded.

you let out a sigh and walked away from him.

"baby- baby wait!" he yelled, rushing towards you, a towel being the only thing around his waist.

your heart broke at the texts, the pictures, the messages. you wanted to throw up, his endeavors happened in your home. your bed. on your sheets. your side is where she slept.

"go to hell, jack!" you ended up slamming the door, rushing to your car.

you cursed him under your breath as you walked away, hearing the same words fall from his mouth as they did that night.

"baby it was a mistake! come back to me.." and his voice trailed off even as he chased you. you drowned him out.

erm was this good... i cant work on now that we dont talk atm bc my laptop is acting up so here is this to make up for it!!

[rat-rosemary]

https://www.tumblr.com/rat-rosemary/768182005855879168/now-i-think-about-it-theres-tons-of-poly-ships?source=share .

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*signs*

okay so ehm ... maybe I've had ... have this like idea? vibe? concept? in my drafts that I guess does kinda ... kinda bear a resemblance? And since you are quite interested in Qwt ... I guess I wanted to know what you think? As the local Qwt consultant?

Like the idea is basically that c!Punz kidnaps c!Quackity so c!Dream can get revenge for the prison. And some important things to note are that c!Q lost a life (so he has one left) and that due to numerous head injuries and trauma c!Dream forgot parts of the revival book and currently tries to reconstruct the missing parts with c!Punz.

So at first c!Dream lets c!Punz talk him into taking revenge (I can't decide between torture and revenge sex) and c!Quackity is having some bad time. But c!Dream is not really into that? He's more interested in having power over c!Q rather than about hurting him. (basically trying to overome any possible trauma from torture by the logic of: if I have my ex torturer under my thumb he can't hurt me again thus there's no need for PTDS then)

The change happens when they miscalculate a little and c!Quackity nearly dies. I'm thinking about nearly freezing since c!Dream isn't that fond of hot places after his lovely stay in the main cell so c!Q mostly has to deal with to cold. And like c!Qackity nearly freezes before c!Dream finds him and kinda freaks out? That was not the objective he ... he doesn't want c!Q dead? He himself isn't sure why the idea of c!Q dying bothers him so much but it does so he rushes him to the hearth to warm him up and then ends up dragging him into his own bed and pulling him close to share some body heat when c!Quackity doesn't stop shaking.

c!Q is cold and miserable and maybe a tiiiny little bit touch straved so he immediatelly nuzzles closer and Dream ... he hates it, he totally despices it, he isn't pulling him closer, shut up, you're imaginating that. No way he'd like that. It's not like he is touch straved or something, not a chance. He certainly doesn't keep him in his room for a few more days and he totally doesn't cuddle him again at night. c!Quackity totally hates it too, he is deffinitelly not enjoying it. Nope, not a chance.

But when c!Dream starts keeping him closer after that ... well ... c!Dream is keeping c!Punz away or at least not letting him get too rough. It's still hurting c!Q's pride but ... It's not exactly bad to have somene to smooth out his wings after c!Punz gets rougher with them. That soon turns into proper preening and c!Quackity hates how relaxed that gets him but also how fucking dares c!Dream to stop???

And c!Dream ... okay, maybe he does find it a tiny little bit cute when c!Q disolves into a chripping puddle of contentment during the preening. And maybe c!Quackity notices that c!Dream lets him get away with more over the time. And maybe c!Dream doesn't mind indulging his as much as he thought he would.

So when c!Quackity can no longer deny the fact that he likes the affection and crawls into c!Dream's lap to get it whether it's convenient for c!Dream or not ... well c!Dream can no longer deny that that's exactly where he wants him. And when c!Qauckity over-dramatically complains about boredom and being neglected just because he was not getting any attention for the entirety of 5 minutes just to get c!Dream to drop that boring revival book research and focused on him instead ... well, c!Dream wouldn't have him any other way.

And c!Punz? He hates it. He very much does not support c!Dream spoiling c!Quackity. c!Q is dangerous. He's the enemy. He's - ... kinda endearing when he lounges across c!Dream's lap and demands attention like a spoiled cat? Wait that's not what c!Punz meant, it's- oh fuck, he is going to fall for c!Quackity too, isn't he?

Oh and they all fuck at some point just to make things worse ...

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I have no idea why I decided to go rant about this idea, help.

Eh enjoy I guess? I'm going to delete Tumbrl and change my IP adress to escape the embarassment. Sayonara.

COME BACK HERE DONT YOU DARE DELETE YOUR TUMBLR I LOVE THIS

Okay so. The freezing to death thing, it could be that Punz is using Quackity as a lab rat (because if it isn't the exact same kind of torture then it won't freak out Dream right? Right?) And he forces Quackity into powdered snow to see how he reacts to it, but he miscalculates how much damage Quackity is taking and he almost dies

Then you can have Quackity dizzy and unfocused (because your screen goes weird on powdered snow) while Dream warms him back up

Aughhgg,I love Quackity being Drunz's spoiled cat, he wound absolutely do that. Smug little bastard knowing exactly how much he can get away with <3 and if he ever does annoy them that means that they're going to render him into a pliant needy mess, so he stays winning <3

It's actually so nice for Dream and for Quackity to go "What if the past didn't matter. What if I was safe and warm and loved despite you knowing the worst parts of me?"

Jahehebakevisbwksb!!!!! I love this so much!!!! Thank you so much for sharing it with me :D

Wait wait also- Quackity could keep suffering from the cold after that simply because Drunz's base is in a remote cold place, and they never gave him any proper clothes. They honestly forget to do so since now Quackity is always just soaking their warmth, so Q starts stealing their clothes

[rraizel]

Void- yang jeongin

words: 2,516 pairing: yang jeongin x gn reader genre: a little angst, fluff, idol!jeongin, idol!jeongin kinda having a hard time being away from reader:(

Yang Jeongin is not an easy crier. But it's already the 26th day of touring and that meant that was also the amount of days since he had last seen you and he felt that burning sensation inside his eyeballs causing them to pool with salt water which he quickly blinks away. The bustling backstage keeps moving after they closed their show for the night but it's like he came to an abrupt halt, like he wasn't just on stage not more than 15 minutes ago, doing what he does best, making sure their fans remember this night for the rest of their life. On a stark contrast, at the moment he finds himself staring blankly at the ceiling while sat on the leather couch after taking their group pictures for the night. It's almost like he's trying to focus on the nothingness of the ceiling to keep himself from feeling the unfathomable void in his heart.

The void of your absence.

Even though you make sure to call and text him at any given moment and he did the same, that simply did not suffice. Jeongin was not a big fan of any form of physical expression of affection. But oh, was he a completely different person, just for you. He can't take his hands off of you whenever you're around. His long slender fingers would either be holding yours, splayed over your waist, your thighs, your neck or maybe some other parts where he wants to touch you the most. It's to the extent that sometimes he doesn't know what to do with himself, his hands when you're not around. It took a lot of getting used to considering his job and both of your situations. But even so, sometimes when his brain comes down from the high, from the chase and rush of being on stage he almost hallucinates your presence. All he longs for after a busy schedule of concerts and shows on a foreign land, is your warm embrace waiting for him to fall into them. He wants the familiarity of your warmth under the palms of his hands and he wants your scent all over him, smothering him.

And this, right now, was just one of those times. The neurons in his brain couldn't not gravitate towards the thought of you. He had a good day, he really did. Tomorrow is a day off and it was also his 23rd birthday. STAYs had wished him an early happy birthday on their concert today and of course his heart swelled up with joy. However this is also why he misses you so earth shatteringly at the moment. He just wants to have you close and tell you how good of a day it was and not through the confinements of the borders of his phone screen.

His members know he isn't feeling his very best, for obvious reasons. They try to include him in conversations, over the dinner but he doesn't cooperate much, smiling occasionally and mostly deadpanning his words. Although, there's also something that the members are aware of but he isn't. Which is why, they are not too worried when Jeongin finishes early and leaves for his room not spending more time with the others.

He strolls through the corridor, making his way to his hotel room, with his phone in his hand as he shoots you a text;

"just got done with dinner with the hyungs what you upto?" "oh im thinking of ordering smth. did you eat well babe?"

"yeah i did. im kinda tired. facetime before sleep?"

"sure love. but um you dont wanna stay up till 12?"

Jeongin looks at the top of his screen as he taps his room key on the censor, 10:47 p.m. He exhales deeply as he enters. "guess not, what's there to wait for anyway. today was good but tiring as well, i'll hit the bed."

He sounds so particularly unenthusiastic it breaks your heart. But unbeknownst to him,

you are on a cab, on your way from the airport to the hotel he's currently in.

You couldn't help it. This is the first time the schedule was timed this way. But you couldn't miss his birthday, you knew you had to be there. And above all you wanted to be there. So here you are, in a cab in Tokyo, arriving mere minutes before your lover's birthday because you can't bear to be apart any longer and not be close to him on the day he turns 23. You cannot wait to jump into his arms and hold onto him until you both can't breathe. And even though you can feel his sadness through his texts, you have to hold yourself back from spilling the surprise in processing. And so you type him a reply; "hm i get it, you should rest, i'll just have my dinner and we'll ft before sleep, okay?" "yep okay, eat well babe."

Jeongin tosses his phone on the bed and makes his way to the bathroom. He takes off all his makeup, brushes his teeth, flosses them and continues following his usual skincare routine. The slump of his shoulders is sign enough to know how tedious all of it feels to him. He has never been this uninterested about his own birthday before. In fact, he can't care less what day it is, all he yearns for right now is you. The sight of you, the sound of your laughter, the way his name descends from your mouth so lovingly each time you say it, the hues of your irises and the way they look like they hold a few thousand milky ways inside them.

The exhaustion didn't help his situation but he was denying himself of the feeling of it all, he knew he couldn't get too sentimental over things like this, considering his line of work and how considerate and understanding you've been with him through it all. You're in it too. And Jeongin takes it as his responsibility to push through and learn to brush it off even on days like this for the sake of the two of you.

He changes into his pajamas and carries his fatigued and emotionally burdened body to bed and pulls the covers upon himself. His phone screen lights up in his hands and his eyes skim over the 11:20 p.m. display as he decides to text you; "hey im back."

"hey hun, i just did the dishes, lemme change up and wash up, i'll call you, is that cool?"

"hm yeah, i'll wait."

"innie babe is there something wrong? you seem a little down, you can tell me about it."

Jeongin chews his bottom lip, reading that text. He doesn't want to worry you, or think it's too serious so he settles his brain on telling you it's just work and that he misses you, which is the truth, but doesn't begin to cover the depth of it.

"it's nothing really, im really tired and i wish you were here. i just miss you."

"i understand love, it's okay, yeah? just 3 more days, let's both try to be patient. i'm here for you, if you wanna let it out yk that right?"

Jeongin's emotional barrier is standing on its last leg right now. He wants to cry and tell you how much he hates this, hates being apart, how he'd give everything just to be near you right now. But he can't. He can't let you feel that helpless in a situation where it truly can't be helped. It's no one's fault and he sure as hell didn't want you to feel an ounce of unwarranted guilt. It won't be fair to either of you. And so he replies;

"yeah i know, thanks for being here, i love you."

"i love you too innie, im calling you in a bit okay? brb"

You let out a heavy sigh as you set your bags down in Chan's room. You would've booked a room for yourself but you knew Jeongin wouldn't agree on that, so you decided to sit around in Chan's for the next few minutes. "He's really not feeling it today, he's gonna be so happy that you're here." Chan smiles as he passes you a can of soda from his mini fridge. "Yeah I really hope so. It's been really hard for me too, I had to be here for his birthday, you know. Thanks a bunch for cooperating right now, I hope management didn't give any of you much trouble." you open the can and take a swig. He shakes his head and clicks his tongue, "Eh don't worry about that, they know it's for the best of him, if he isn't feeling the best, he can't focus on the performance. And plus everything is fair in love and war right? So rules schmules for this one." You can't help your laughter at that.

A knock on the door interrupts your laughter causing you to go complete silent and shoot a wide eyed look towards Chan. He walks up to the door before half yelling, "What is it?". To which you hear a muffled "Are they here yet? Are we really not having a mini celebration?" from where you're sitting. Chan hastily opens the door, alarmed by the volume of the person's voice and you're met with a fresh faced, ready for bed Jisung, "Jesus, don't yell in the corridors he'll hear you." Chan sneers at him. "Oh shit, sorry bro. Oh hey Y/N! Long time no see, how's your little surprise in the making going?" he beams. You smile and shrug, "Nothing much really, just gonna show up and hope he likes it." His eyebrows rise in response, "Like it? Trust me, that's all the kid needs today, he's gonna be in tears, I tell you. But are we sure we don't want a mini surprise with a cake and all that?" his pupils shift towards Chan and then you, ''Let's save it for tomorrow, Ji. We wouldn't wanna intrude the lovebirds' reunion." Chan teases. "Ooh yeah you're right, it's their little movie moment." Jisung adds before almost breaking out into a song but getting shushed by Chan like he foresaw it. "Guys it's time." you assert, grabbing the boys' attention. You didn't even notice where all the time went and you start panicking because Jeongin was waiting for you. 11:54 p.m. You take a deep breath and try to loosen up all the tension around your shoulders, "You got this." Jisung reassures you as you type a text and send;

"heyy sorry im late, the neighbour couldn't find her cat, so i had to help her look for it and stuff im back tho"

"its fine, i got kinda worried about whats taking you so long."

You make your way out of Chan's room, your suitcase in one hand, your phone in the other. And you text him as you make your way to his door;

"so, facetime?"

"mhm yeah." And so you do, you press the video call button and watch as it rings, while you take quiet steps towards his hotel room. It rings thrice and he picks up. His face shows up on your screen and you almost break out in sobs at the sight, considering you're seconds away from seeing him up close and not through your screen. "Hey...wait where are you? You aren't in bed? Where are you going?" he asks, confusion laced on his expression and voice as he nearly shoots up from his bed. "Oh um... I decided that I can't stay home and go to sleep tonight. I have to be somewhere so... I decided I'll do exactly that and yeah, I'm outside." you're tearing up but you try not to let it show as your cheeks hurt, trying to suppress the smile that's trying to escape. "Y/N, what do you mean? where are you? This is not making any sense, it's really late at night, you shouldn't be anywhere outside now." he's concerned now, he looks like he's about to get on the next flight to Korea to make sure you're okay, but little does he know, he doesn't have to. "Innie, relax. Let me explain." you say as you take the last step before you're standing directly infront of his door. You take a long deep breath, trying to help your heart that's way beyond helping at this point.

"Open the door, Innie."

He stops breathing for a second as his pupils look like they'll burst out of his skull. He can swear he heard that sentence from two different directions, his phone and right outside his door. He has never moved as fast as he does in the next second, almost propelling himself out of the bed, pushing the covers off as he reaches for the doorknob like he'll catch on fire if he doesn't.

The door flies open in front of your eyes revealing his bewildered features a nanosecond before they crumple like a piece of paper into an emotional coalescence. "Happy Birthday, Jeonginnie." Yang Jeongin is not an easy crier. But nothing could've prepared him for the sight of you in flesh and blood standing at his door step on a different country at exactly 12:01 a.m. on his birthday. His knees buckle as his lips quiver for the right words but they come out as bead sized spheroids of salty water from his eyes, dribbling down his face, glistening under the dimly lit corridor. You practically throw yourself at him, latching onto him, wrapping your arms around his torso as he struggles to keep standing. "I missed you so much, happy birthday baby. I love you." you weep on his shoulder. He still hasn't spoken a single coherent word to you. He doesn't need to, at the moment. You're here. And this is not a dream, that's all his brain can manage right now.

So he holds you in his two arms, squeezing you so tight yet so tender to his chest. It's like he can't fit enough of you in his arms and yet he needs to be gentle as though you're made of glass. And he just cries like a child. He lets it all out and fall out of his opaque orbs onto the crook of your neck along with your clothes causing them to drench in salty water. You place a chaste kiss on his shoulder, running your hands through his silky raven locks. He gently pulls away, letting you see his tear soaked red face as he envelopes yours in his large hands. His eyes soften before fluttering shut as his lips melt into yours, fitting like two pieces of a puzzle that were never meant to be detached, his mouth caresses yours like he's trying to memorize the taste, intricately, patiently. His lips slow down before coming at a complete halt on yours, just resting there briefly before managing to pull away, still staying mere millimetres away from yours.

"You're here." he breathes. "Your heart called." you smile.

A/N: so this is a little jeongin drabble that i've been thinking of since his birthday's coming up. it's a little longer than intended, but i just had to. i hope ya'll enjoy regardless tho:>

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for not having a job despite having time for it?

🍏🥝🍏🥝 <- to keep track of this when it posts,

My family really loves talking about me(20) when they think I'm not listening. I've heard them on multiple occasions say that I need a job and that I should just start working part-time while I'm going to college. The issue with that is that while other people can do both pretty decently, I dont feel like I'm capable of doing both part time and college without one of them suffering a lot because of the other.

My family is pretty financially stable, and the fees I owe never go over 900 dollars and sometimes I even make my own money off of commissions to help pay for things. I actually did have an actual job during my classes for a while filing things and remote video editing work (for the same job) but one of my family members worked with me there as my boss and I decided to quit after they decided to ask if my mom would've rather died than had me after I told him she called trans people abominations (I am trans, I'm only out to that family member and my brother). I haven't found a consistent thing to do to earn money since but I've been trying really hard to advertise my commissions since then.

The part where I feel really guilty though is the fact that I've been going to a community college for almost 3 years now (with my family supporting me money wise) and know I'm only going to come out with a one year certificate because of how fucked my schedule got in my first year. I didn't meet some prerequisites , and despite the course I wanted being a 2 year degree it was worth almost 80 credits, which felt insane as I went into it. 5 classes a term, some 5 minutes after the other, all based on pouring hours and hours into artsy projects (video, audio, 3d modelling, painting, 2d animation, ect...). I broke down within my third term after I started failing some of my classes. I was still trying for my 2 year degree up until 2023 where I decided that getting a certificate that was similar and getting a job after would probably be better for me at this point rather than spending ANOTHER 2 years struggling OR straight up giving up and dropping out with nothing.

I'm also home a lot when I'm not in class (I'm only taking 2-3 classes a term now). I do little things sometimes like take out the trash and pull dishes from out the washer and so on but it's all only when no one is home because the place where things generally need to be cleaned up is all in our very small kitchen AND the fact that I'm scared of them poking fun at me for "finally doing something for once" because it makes me feel terrible when they do. I end up chilling out in my room completing work and desperately finding work arounds for projects to only ever really need done in my room or on campus- generally anywhere that's not going to worry my grandma too much.

I've told my family that their teasing doesn't make me feel good but it just gets responded with "that's just how we show love!" when I know it doesn't have to be that way! My boyfriend teases me pretty often but the difference is that he actually listens to me when I tell him something he said didn't feel very good to me and we talk it through, and then he doesn't make that joke again or i feel better after knowing the context of it!!! A lot of my family members will bicker until another one ends up crying and it's horrible to watch how petty and bitter everyone can be.

Don't really know what else to write, AITA guys? I know I could be doing a lot more around the house instead of working but I'm scared of being touched (my aunt randomly spanked me as hard as she could one time last year) and scared of more mean comments being thrown my way. I already have a plan to leave this home and have been open about it to them, but I don't want to rush it if I don't have to and want to spend a few years saving money up so that I'm not in a horrible situation if things go awry.

What are these acronyms?

[bridgyrose]

Yang sighed as she looked up in the sky and saw the sun starting to set. She hadnt realized just how long she’d been searching for Ruby without finding any sign of her. Not that she expected to find her quickly, but she couldnt help but fear the worst. 

Blake put a hand on Yang’s shoulder. “I’m sure she’s safe.” 

“But what if she isnt? You saw how she got after Atlas fell.” 

“I know, but you have to trust that she’ll be fine.” 

“And what if she isnt? If I lose her again-” 

“You wont.” 

Yang nodded and stopped as she looked around the streets as they started to empty. With the night coming it was going to be harder to find Ruby, so she had to believe Ruby was safe. “Alright, lets start making our way back.” 

Blake smiled at her. “Maybe she ended up making her way to the hotel. And if she is, then we can meet back with Weiss and see what she’s found.” 

“I hope you’re right.” 

“If she isnt, then we can continue our search tomorrow.” 

Yang nodded and started to make her way back to the hotel, still keeping an eye out for any sign of Ruby. Bakeries were closed, most of the dust and weapons shops were starting to close too, so if Ruby had been anywhere there, now would be about the time she’d be on the streets again. But as she thought about it more, it started to seem that Ruby didnt want to be found. Not that it'd be the first time. After Atlas fell, Ruby had disappeared for nearly a month before she came back to fight. And it was the first time she had really seen her ready to be done. 

She shook her head to get out of her own thoughts. Ruby had to be safe at the hotel, or maybe at the library. Then, a thought came to mind on where to look for her. “Blake, I’m going to catch up to you. There’s one more place I need to check for Ruby.” 

“Where at?” Blake asked. 

“Patch. If… if its still here.” 

“You really think she went out there?” 

“I dont know, maybe?” Yang said with a shrug. “But we’ve been all over Vale and havent seen her, and Patch was our home. I dont think we’ll have to worry about her grave being out there but I know the cliffside where mom’s grave was was always a spot that she’d go to think.” 

“Maybe we should check in the morning. Its already late and I doubt the ferry is running much longer.” 

“I want to check. If there’s even a chance that I’ll be able to find her out that way, then it’ll be worth it.” 

Blake pulled her into a hug. “Be safe then, okay?” 

Yang wrapped her arms around Blake and kissed her cheek. “I will. And I promise I’ll come straight to the hotel if the ferry isnt running.” 

“Then I’ll touch base with Weiss and find out what she found.” 

Yang nodded and pulled away from Blake, lingering for a moment before turning away and starting to make her way to the ferry. She found herself practically running as she rushed towards it, hoping she was right. It was the only other place that she hadnt looked, the only other place that she could think of that Ruby would go. Even if the only proof she had that Ruby stepped foot around there was the ferrymaster or any of the dock workers confirming it, that would be enough. 

As she turned the corner and started down the road towards the docks, the wind started to pick up as dark clouds rolled in. The way the storm had come almost seemed unnatural, almost as if the clouds had just appeared. Thunder roared overhead as rain started to pour down. Yang stopped under an overhang to keep from getting soaked, torn between continuing towards the dock or to head back to the hotel. With a storm like this, she wasnt going to get a lot of answers from anyone on the docks. But if she gave up now, she might lose the only chance she’d have to find out if Ruby really went to Patch. 

The rain picked up and lightning struck out at the water and Yang finally gave up on checking the ferry. With a storm like this, she wasnt going to get any information while the dockhands worked with the ferry and any cargo from getting washed away. She pulled her coat over her and started to run back to the hotel as quickly as she could to avoid getting soaked. 

As she made her way closer to the hotel, the rain stopped and the clouds disappeared as quickly as they came. If she hadnt known better, it was like the storm was never there to begin with. Though what surprised her the most was seeing Ruby standing just outside the hotel with someone that she swore was Cinder at first glance. 

Ruby slowly made her way over, holding her arm to her chest. “S-sorry, I ran off-” 

Yang ran to her and pulled her into a tight tug. “Dont you ever worry me like that again.” 

“I wont. I just needed a bit of time.” 

“I’m just glad you’re okay.” Yang pulled away from Ruby and looked over at Ashe. “So, who’s she?” 

“This is Ashe,” Ruby answered. “She helped me get a bit of clarity on things.” 

Ashe gave a small bow to Yang. “Its nice to meet you, though we should go inside. From the sound of it, your other teammates found out more from the huntsmen around here.”