#like once again: god. fuck. thats his little brother :((
So Funny Story (I'm Fucking Your Daughter)
Funny Story Universe
Pairing: Jake Seresin x Mitchell!Reader
TW: allusions to smut, swearing, angst kind of, I think thats it?
Summary: You've had a thing with Jake for a while now. The thing is, your dad doesn't know and your brother is desperate for you to tell him.
Word Count:3.2k
A/N:if you read this on desktop and the bottom is fucked up, please know ive tried 100 times to fix it and Tumblr hates me
It was never supposed to go this far, honestly. This whole predicament started out as friends with benefits, and that's how it was meant to stay. Somewhere along the way, the boundaries got muddy and occasional hookups turned into regular sleepovers. Without either of you trying or even realizing it, the relationship blossomed into something more serious.
In the blink of an eye, the blonde aviator became integral to your life. It's really not your fault; falling for him was so effortless. Loving Jake Seresin is as easy as breathing once you get past the arrogant bravado.
There's just one problem. One giant, monumental, bat-shit crazy issue. Your dad Maverick doesn't know. In fact, when you waltzed into town, the first thing that he told the aviators was that you're off limits, especially to Jake Seresin. Mav knows his type because he is his type.
The love em and leave em type that can't be tied down. That's not good enough for his little girl, and he won't allow it.
Ironically, that's how it all began. Telling Jake he can't have something is like dangling candy in front of a child, and you love to push the boundaries and do things to prove a point.
The point being that your dad can't tell you what or who to do. It took all of three weeks to find yourself in the aviator's bed, and you never left. With each day that passes, your anxiety grows, and you know that as you approach your six-month anniversary, you're teetering on hurting Mav when he does find out.
The only person in on the secret is your big brother. Well, he's not technically your brother, but the two of you have been raised together since diapers, even going on to apply to the academy and flight school together. The way he found out was less than ideal.
You and Jake are basking in the afterglow of mind-blowing sex, your naked bodies pressed together as you come back down. You're less than decent with the comforter strewn over your ankles as Jake drips out of you.
Jake's breathless laugh fills the room as his hand rakes through the dark blonde locs your fingers were just tangled in. This has been happening for almost a month now, and you've fallen into a comfortable routine.
You couldn't stop if you wanted to; truth be told, you'd rather pluck out each of your teeth one by one than never feel Jake Seresin on you again. You've found yourself in freefall, plummeting face-first toward love.
You're too wrapped up in each other to notice the heavy footsteps in the hall and you jump as the door bursts open and slams into the wall.
"Hey, Hangman, I was won-"Bradley's thought is cut short as he lets out a shrill scream and rushes to cover his eyes.
"What the fuck?! Y/N, what the hell are you doing?!"
Jake scrambles to cover the two of you up and you shrink into his arms as he wraps you in a protective embrace.
"Well, I'm not doing anything now." You mutter, and Bradley lets out an exaggerated gag.
"No, no, fuck no. Absolutely not. Please tell me this is a one-time thing that's going to the grave." He begs, and your mouth curls up into a sheepish grin.
"I can lie if it'll make you feel better." You offer, and he groans.
"God damn it, Y/N. This is the one thing Mav forbade! And don't even get me started with you, Hangman. You're as good as dead." He peeks through his fingers before snapping them closed again.
"For fucks sake, can the two of you please put on some clothes if we're going to be having a conversation?"
Jake rolls his eyes but moves to slip on a pair of boxers as you grab his shirt and sweatpants.
"We weren't really looking for a conversation, but come on in, I guess."
You give Bradley the okay to look, and he shoots daggers at Jake.
"You're not really in the position to be making smart-ass comments, shit for brains." His voice is sharp, and you snap your fingers at him.
"Hey, watch your mouth. You're the one who came in unannounced. I'm pretty sure that key is for emergencies only."
Bradley looks at you in shock and sputters for a few seconds.
"Wh- you. Are you shitting me right now? You're defending him?" He asks, and you shrug.
"That's what girlfriends do." Your tone is casual, and you can almost see Bradley's heart threatening to explode.
"Girlfriend?! Oh dear god, please strike me down now. Do you think if we put our heads together, we could figure out time travel so I can go back to a simpler time before I knew about this?" He ponders, hands gesturing wildly between you and Jake.
You snort and shake your head at his antics, allowing yourself to settle back into Jake's chest.
"You're telling Mav, right? Hopefully, the second I walk out the door?"
Jake smirks, and you already know he's about to say something out of pocket.
"I actually had other plans, and I think having Mav present would kill the mood."
Bradley's muscles ripple with restraint, and he points a finger.
"Tread lightly, Bagman. That's my baby sister." He growls, and you scoff.
"Put away the tough guy act, Roo. You and dad need to get over yourselves and realize you're not my keepers."
Bradley's features soften a bit, and he sighs. His shoulders are tense, and he begins pacing back and forth while mumbling under his breath.
"Okay, so when are you telling Mav?"
You shift under his gaze, and he can sense by the way you're batting your eyelashes that he isn't going to like your response. You only do that when you want something, and you know exactly how to get your way with him.
"Well, that's the thing," You start, and Bradley sets his mouth in a hard line.
"We- I was hoping this could be our little secret."
Your lower lip juts out, but it does nothing to make Bradley cave this time.
"No."
You climb out of bed and amble toward him, doing your best to look small and innocent. He eyes you with suspicion, and you stop in front of him.
"Come on, BradBrad. Please? For me?"
That seals his fate.
"Fuck- fine! How long?"
You squeal and engulf him in a tight hug that he reluctantly returns.
"Just a little bit longer."
He sighs in defeat, and you pull back with a bright smile.
"When you tell him, keep me out of it. I'll be buried alongside Jake if he finds out I knew, and I can't think of anything worse than an eternity next to that dickhead."
You slap his arm lightly, and he turns to leave.
"I can't believe I got drug into this bullshit."
That was almost six months ago, and it turns out you and Bradley have different definitions of just a little bit longer. He's resorted to calling you every day, pestering you relentlessly about when you're coming clean.
You're sprawled out in Jake's bed while he gets water in the kitchen, and your phone rings on schedule. You answer the FaceTime call, and Bradley's distressed face pops up on the screen.
"When are you telling him?" He asks, skipping niceties altogether.
"Well, hello to you too." You jest, but he doesn't look the slightest bit amused. You swear you can spot a few new wrinkles coupled with gray hairs, and guilt eats at you. It fades quickly when you hear the bite in his tone.
"Y/N, I'm serious. When are you going to tell him?"
You groan and roll onto your side, a migraine settling in.
"I don't know, Brad! The wedding? Why would I tell him when I'm just going to get a lecture? The two of you aren't exactly the most level-headed people when it comes to me!"
Remorse swims in your brother's eyes, and he takes a deep breath.
"Wedding? Are the two of you really that serious?" He questions, and your free hand comes up to rub your temple.
"I don't know, maybe? The thought has crossed my mind."
A ghost of a smile covers his face, and he rubs his jaw. There's a knock at the front door, but you don't pay it any mind as he starts speaking again.
"Well, little sis, if it's really tha-"
You cut him off when you hear voices float up the stairs and shoot up in bed.
You vaguely hear Jake say, "So, funny story." followed by another man's voice.
"Shut the fuck up. Hold on." Your ears strain to hear better, and Bradley frowns when your face blanches. "Oh my god."
You jump out of bed and start scrambling around, desperate to find an escape.
"What's going on?"
Your head snaps back to your phone, and Bradley hasn't seen you this frantic since he caught you making out with your high school boyfriend that you snuck in.
"Dad is here!" You whisper shout. "Why the fuck is he here?"
Bradley scowls and tries to sort out the situation in his head.
"Are you sure?"
You scoff as you climb out the window and curl up on the roof, shivering as a cold breeze whips around you.
"What do you me- yes, I'm sure! You think I don't recognize my own dad's fucking voice?"
Your voice is hushed, and Bradley's eyes widen when he realizes you're serious.
"Well, what the hell is he doing there at ten pm?" He asks and the pointed look you give him causes him to snap his mouth shut.
"Just shut the fuck up before you get me caught!" You bite, and you vaguely register him moving around. This is absurd. You're not a teenager in high school. Why the hell are you hiding from your dad on your boyfriend's roof?
"God, I have the worst luck. It could be raining dicks, and I'd look up and catch a titty!" You complain, and Bradley snorts on the other end.
You wait with bated breath, praying it's just a quick visit, but you have no such luck.
You hear the door to Jake's room open, and Bradley searches for his keys. So much for leaving him out of it.
"I'm on my way." He informs you, and your eyes are wild as you acknowledge him with a nod. Your breaths are erratic as panic claws at your throat; for once, you don't argue with him.
The second you hear the window slide open, you know you're done for. You're met with your dad's hard eyes and try to muster an angelic smile. His jaw is set, and there's a burning crimson peeking over the collar of his shirt all the way up to his cheeks.
"Hi, daddy."
You don't even get a chance to stand before a loud crash rings out, and you rush back inside, almost falling in the process. He has Jake pinned against the wall with his arm across his throat, murder clearly not off the table.
Jake just takes it, his face relaxed and posture open. You know better, though. You've managed to get past that unphased exterior, and you can read the fear in Jake's eyes like a book.
"What is the one thing I fucking said?" Mav growls through clenched teeth, and you're on him in an instant.
You try your best to pull him back, desperate for space between the men, but it's no use. Mav only has maybe half an inch on you, but the man is a lot stronger than he looks. The adrenaline pumping through his veins does nothing to help and you resort to pleading.
"Dad, stop!"
He turns to look at you, and for the first time in your life, there's no mercy or gentleness on his face when he stares at you.
"I'll deal with you in a minute."
You've never seen him like this, which sends a shiver down your spine. You knew it would be ugly, but never in a million years did you think he would go this far off the rails.
Thoughts race through your head at a million miles an hour as you try to think of what to do, but the problem is solved for you.
There are loud thumps as Bradley bounds up the stairs, and the scene unfolds quicker than you can process. You watch as he picks your dad up and removes him from Jake, your feet carrying you to your boyfriend at lightning speed.
"Are you okay? I'm so sorry." You weep, and you can't recall when you started crying.
You try to look behind you as Mav struggles against Bradley, but Jake cradles your face and forces you to stay looking at him.
"Hey, I'm fine. Look at me, sweets. Don't worry about that right now, let Rooster calm him down."
Mav fights against the larger man with a valiant yet futile effort. Bradley considers wrapping his arms around him entirely and forcing him to stay in place but decides not to push his luck.
Just as the thought enters his mind, Mav slams face-first into realization and stops abruptly.
"Did you know about this?"
Bradley swallows and retreats with slow steps as Mavs wrath is re-focused on him. He feels like he's going toe to toe with a wild animal and wonders if playing dead would work.
"I may or may not have had a teeny bit of knowledge about the situation." He says cautiously, and your dad's eyes narrow into thin slits.
"You didn't think to tell me?" He snaps, and Bradley raises his hands defensively.
"It wasn't my place. Besides, based on this reaction, can you blame us for keeping you in the dark?"
He immediately wishes he could take it back when Mavs fist clenches at his side. You briefly consider making a break for it and going into witness protection, but you don't have the chance before your dad's attention is back on you.
"You know how this ends, Y/N. I have told you time and time again not to get caught up with men like him."
His voice is softer now but still holds an edge, and Jake's arm tightens around your waist. Mav doesn't miss the subtle shift; his jaw ticks upon seeing the man's hand on his only daughter.
In his defense, he's been through this with you before. He and Bradley are so protective because you've had your heart broken more than once by hotshot military men, and you never seem to learn your lesson.
You know this time is different, though. You just have to get your dad to see it.
"He's not like that, dad. He's different. I trust him." Your voice is small and Mav shakes his head.
"You always think that! They're all different in the beginning, but it always ends the same. Let's go." He motions toward the door, but your feet stay glued in place.
"No."
His head whips around to look at you, and you almost laugh at how high his eyebrows are raised. You've got a history of defying him, but you've never blatantly told him no to his face before.
"Excuse me?"
You stand a little straighter now and take a step forward, but Jake keeps his hand on the curve of your spine.
"I said no. I'm not leaving, and I'm not wrong. This isn't the beginning when you're still under some spell, and this isn't going to end with me heartbroken."
Your dad scoffs and places a hand on his hip, clearly over this entire ordeal.
"What do you mean this isn't the beginning?"
You take a deep breath and try to steady your voice before answering, and Bradley looks like he wants to die. Being buried next to Jake doesn't sound so bad if it gets him out of this.
He knows your response will send Mav into another tailspin, and he braces himself, ready to jump in again if he has to.
"Jake and I have been dating for six months. I love him, and he loves me."
There it is, the nuclear bomb. The words hang in the air as Mav processes the information, and his eyes dart back and forth absentmindedly as he does the math.
"You've been seeing him since you got here?"
You can see the hurt on his features for the first time since he arrived, making your stomach twist. His shoulders drop, and all the fight leaves his body.
"It started out as a fling. We never meant for it to get this serious. We were going to tell you but time just kept passing and it got to the point that we didn't know how to anymore." You explain gently, and he sits on Jake's bed before jolting back up.
"God only knows what's happened in those sheets, can we go to the living room or something?" He asks with his face scrunched in disgust, and you huff a short laugh through your nose.
The four of you go downstairs and sit in the living room as your dad continues raking over every interaction he has ever seen you have with Jake in his mind.
"How did you manage to keep this a secret from everyone when you all work together? Or am I the only one that doesn't know?"
You shake your head and lay on Jake's shoulder. Your migraine has upgraded to a jackhammer doing to town on the inside of your skull, and you want nothing more than to take a painkiller and close your eyes.
"No one else knows. We haven't told them, at least."
Mav nods and settles into the armchair, clearly making himself at home as he props his feet up on the coffee table. You feel the waves of displeasure rolling off of Jake. The man is religious about keeping the house clean, and his eye is already twitching at the fact your dad still has his shoes on.
You're about to say something when a more pressing matter comes to your attention.
"Wait, how did you know I'm here?" You frown, and Mav freezes. You give him the signature Mitchell look that tells him not to bullshit you, and he shrinks back a bit.
"I tracked your phone when you didn’t answer my calls." He mumbles, and you lurch forward in your seat.
"Pardon? You tracked me? How do you even have access to that? No, better yet, why do you have that? You don't think that's a tad invasive?" You half shout, and Bradley winces.
Two angry Mitchells under one roof is never a good thing. The last time it happened, he had to make up a story to send the cops away.
You're brought back down when Jake's large hand squeezes your thigh, and you close your eyes while taking a deep breath. That's one thing you love about this man. He's the only person you've ever met that can bring you back from the edge.
Bradley and Mav share a look at your sudden shift in demeanor, and you know they're both thinking the same thing. Neither of them has ever been able to snuff out your temper once the fuse is lit, and the fact Jake did it without so much as a word speaks volumes.
"Okay, I'm fine. Everything is fine." You breathe and Jake smiles. He's proud of the way you've grown since dating him. Your spitfire attitude makes him look tame. He never imagined he'd love a woman who encourages his antics rather than trying to control him.
That's why you two work so well. You bring out his chaos, and he brings out your calm. It's the perfect ratio of give and take. The two of you bring out the best in each other, which is part of why you fell so fast.
"Listen, dad. Jake and I are going to keep seeing each other whether you like it or not. He makes me feel safe, wild, and loved; I couldn't ask for a better man. If you could try and pull your head out of your ass for more than three seconds, you might be able to see that."
There's another thing Jake adores about you. You never shy away from speaking your mind, and you never sugarcoat the truth. He's seen you make grown men cry, and he knows without a shadow of a doubt that you're the only one who could ever put the legendary Maverick in his place with little to no effort.
Mav goes to bite back, but the look you give him has the words dying on his tongue. You're a clone of him, yet somehow even more of an immovable force. He knows there's no point in arguing; you're not going to budge.
"Okay. I'll try to get on board." He relents, and Bradley's eyes dart between the two of you.
Mav turns to Jake, and your boyfriend sits up, ready to take a verbal berating.
"If you hurt her, I will ensure you never touch an F-18 again. She better never call me crying over you, Seresin, so help me god."
You feel Jake nod next to you, and some of the tension dissipates from your shoulders.
"Oh, and for the love of Christ, don't get my daughter pregnant."
Bradley chokes on his spit and your eyes widen with horror.
"Dad! Oh my god." You groan, but he stands firm in his statement.
"I mean it. You're still at the height of your career. The last thing you need is a baby out of wedlock."
You know it's coming from a place of love and concern, but it doesn't make it less embarrassing. No one expects Jake's response, and Bradley raises his eyebrows at you.
"What if I marry her first?"
Mav looks genuinely taken aback, and the mouthy pilot is struck silent for the first time. His mouth opens and closes a few times, and you watch with amusement as he tries to make his brain work.
"One thing at a time."
At that, Bradley stands up and shoots your dad a look.
"We should get going. It's late, and I think I speak for everyone when I say I'm ready for this to be over."
Mav nods, and you stand to give him a hug before Jake shakes his hand.
"Love you, dad. Love you, Roo."
"Love you too." They say in unison, and you release a breath you didn't know you were holding when the front door closes.
You turn to Jake with your arms crossed, an arrogant smirk painted on your lips.
"So you want to marry me and get me pregnant, huh?"
“Is that okay with you?” He asks and you wrap your arms around his neck.
“More than okay. Why don’t we start practicing tonight?” You suggest and his eyes darken before spinning you around to face away from him.
“Lead the way.”
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Daddy's Girl
ExDrugDealer!Connie x BlackReader
summary:
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a/n; hope yall don't get offended by this only read this over once this is also for my fllwers 🩷 + requests are open
Growing up you were raised with a very religious background your furthest memory to date was your mom making you sing in the choir.
You didn't mind at all you actually liked going to church at times with your father being the pastor you were inspected to be modest all the time since you had a reputation to uphold.
Which means no growing up. No parties, No skimpy clothing, and most importantly No boyfriends.
You could never wrap your head around it.
"Y/N pull out your bible and pay attention maybe kids your age can learn something from it" Your Auntie Ruthie smacks your arm with her hand fan.
pulling out your pink bible turning the page to the scripture.
It felt like forever of your dad preaching about the same things but with different words.
Each time he finishes reciting the stories a string of "hallelujahs" and "amen" flooded the medium-sized church.
it was going just like every Sunday went it was just about time for offering when you noticed a man well boy with a collection of tattoos that marked his neck and entire two arms standing beside your father
"Brothers and sisters ill like to introduce a new family member of our church Brother Springer"
looking around you it's clear as day not everyone was with the idea of him joining.
His full name was Connie Springer or "Constance" as people called him in the streets. He was a big-known drug dealer in the area who was recently shot.
Who now found himself in your daddy's church ranting about him finding God.
Did you believe him? Hell No. But as a Christian, you have to see the good in people.... so who are you to judge?
“Now folks I want you to open him with open arms lets all bow our heads and say a prayer towards this young brotha!” on cue, everyone bowed their head as your father recites the words.
You could feel eyes watching you while each word was spoken. slowly opening your eyes up you see Connie smirking at you biting his lip
you couldn't help but stare he was oddly attractive your aunties warned you to stay away from thugs and deadbeats.
but something about him made your heart skipped.
closing your eyes again focusing on the prayer and blocking him out but it wasn't too long before negative thoughts filled your mind.
dirty ones.
you have been having dreams of someone buried deep between your plush dark toned thighs slopping all over your messy cunt while one of his hands is wrapped around your neck.
rising up from your two soft pillows your clear juices dripping from he’s barely visible stubble beard.
His hands soon found home around your jaw shaking it roughly
“open your fucking mouth bitch” the dark figure huffed out.
quickly opening your mouth obeying his command
he used the hand that was wrapped around your jaw lifting it up and shoving it back down.
“you know what to do stop actin dumb” he takes his other hand that was originally holding your thigh to slap you across the face till your pink little tongue came out.
“ m’imma reward you for being so good” he hurtles a gob of spit down your throat forcing you to swallow it.
“yea thats it you really want daddy’s dick huh? you fuckin dirty whore” he lets go of the placements of hands as now they found their way towards his pants.
unzipping them revealing dark blue boxers with a large bulge
slowly pulling the-
“Y/N! You better not be sleep!” your auntie hits your side again slightly shoving you.
by the time you opened your eyes, everyone was on their way out probably going to red lobster or olive garden.
“now this is my first and only daughter y/n” You look over to see your dad talking to Connie looking directly at you.
connie still had the look in his eyes he did before
“well look at gawd y/n come over here and say hi to our new member”
you walk over gripping at your coral-colored dress.
“Hola hermosa, ¿cómo estás?” he spoke his spanish fast and you couldn’t lie you found it attractive especially the way hes tongue moves
“huh?? sorry im not very fluent in spanish” heat flooded your cheeks quickly. maybe you should have paid attention in spanish.
“ahh it’s okay Cariño i was either at first” followed by that he opened hes mouth displaying hes pearlie white teeth shiny teeth and me you guess.
“well good news baby connie here is coming to bible study”
okay what does that have to do with you???
“and you’re gonna help him find the way of god”
WHAT??
Today was the day you and connie were having a one on prayer session. You didn’t even know the boys last name.
and here you are wearing a simple peach shade dress with white stockings underneath.
not to mention the black lace bra that cups your breasts perfectly
you walked in to see Connie already there reading over the bible
he was wearing a wife beater tattoos marked all over hes two arms depictions of guns,skulls and you even spotted prayer hands.
you quickly rush towards your seat right in front of him he slowly raises he's head up meeting you in the eye.
"how long have you been staring at me hermosa?"
you quickly bended your head down shying away from he's grazed as he chuckles.
"im just joking with your baby"
despite the lingering sexual tension in the air you continue preaching
"uh okay so in Matthew 4:1 it talks about temptation from the devil and"
as you continue with the verse you can feel hes eyes lingering across your stockings you couldn't help but to look towards hes peeking becip.
during the session Constance lip bites , winking and even hes hand traveling too far down your cleavage
" and we drink the grape juice to symbolize Jesus’s purity an-“
“your not pure are you”
your head whips up with quickness as the words left hes mouth”
“what are you talking about?”
“i know you we’re having a wet dream about me sunday”
he arises from hes chair and puts your right leg over hes shoulder
he pulled up your skirt exposing your white dolly panties with a small bow on top with a small patch of wetness on the soft cloth.
“the only name i respond to is daddy” his hands found comfort around your throat. testing the waters he squeezed tightly.
“ is that clear whore?”
“yes daddy” small tears begin to prick from the corner of your eyes.
everything happened so fast your skirt and panties fully removed with your left breast making an appearance out.
“ do i have permission?”
you noticed his pants were ready off leaving him in his boxers in the short time you came to terms with everything.
slowly nodding your head up and down in agreement
“words hermosa”
“yes daddy”
he , mischievously grins down at you pulling off in boxers in a swift motion revealing he's length in all its greatness
you never seen a dick face to face this was all new
the tip of he’s head lined up to your entrance making its way inside of you
you can feel your body being rigid with inch length goes in
“Dios mío why didn’t you tell me you were this fucking tight”
he started moving in and out of you at a slow pace. You can tell by the look on his face he was holding himself back
he made soft movements as he kept going in and out
the pain on its own was unbearable it was like someone stabbing your uterus over and over again it didn't make it no better that you can feel him knocking at the entrance of your Cervix.
after a while of bad after bad thumps pleasure develops in your tummy.
"ohhhhh my god"
your hands went down and gripped the base of the chair despite the loud sounds the chair constantly makes. he stops for a minute repositioning himself into a better angle and striking himself back in you. His movements came with practice and skill as he continuously flicker your G-spot. You breathes were uneven and lost in the noises that your pussy made.
you could tell he was close he's movements became more sloppier with each stroke.
"im cumming oh my fucking god im cumming"
he's fingers found their place on your clit going in a circular motion.
you too both groan loudly together while the waves of pleasure passed you as he spills himself inside you he speaks again with he's deep voice.
"same time next Wednesday?"
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'Awalie (Once; in the Past)
☆☆☆
Summary: Reader (Jakes Sullys younger sister) wakes up in an unknown place and suddenly finds she has awoken 15 years later than the time of her last memory. But the real question is; why is she still the same age? Why doesn't this look like Earth? Will she be able to find her way back to Jake? And who is this Na'vi boy she just saved?
《Pronouns;she/her》《Tense;you/your》
|Takes place after the end of the second movie|
Part 2 Part 3
Masterlist~
Have you ever thought about what you would do if suddenly you woke up and you were in an unknown place?
What would be your first reaction?
Well the first words that left your lips seemed to perfectly describe how you were feeling, as you had just been thrust into that exact scenario.
"What the...fuck?" You choked out, fairly groggy after just waking up from what felt like an eternal sleep.
You looked around your surroundings and realised fairly quickly that you didnt know where you were.
You were sat on the hard cold floor of a room that was made up of all white walls. It was full of all sorts of diffrent odd beeping machines that did god knows what.
You had previously been stuck in some kind of smaller compartment but when you had awoken you were able to push your way out.
There was a gap inbetween the segments of the compartment and so you wiggled your fingers through and found you were able to extend the table you laid on out of the small space, landing yourself on the floor instead.
That table.
You remembered that table.
What did you remeber about it?
Just then a memory came along with a sharp pain in your head and made your stomach lurch in realisation of what you remebered about this table.
"One, two. One, two."
"Hey, Little Miss Sully, you there?"
"If you can you hear us give us a sign."
Bright lights flashed across your face and shed some light in the darkness you saw, while you were poked and prodded like some kind of experiment.
Well, i guess thats all you were to them.
A science experiment.
Not a human being.
Not a living creature.
Just something to further their own curiosity and greed.
Why? Why did they do it? And why you?
You were angry about it at first. You were angry for a long time, during all of the time you were asleep. The sleep, the darkness, that seemed to go on forever but also somehow seemed to be gone in the blink of an eye now that you were awake.
But now you were fine with it. Now you didnt want to be seen as a human. You didnt want anything to do with them.
They had taken everything from you.
Your parents.
Your eldest brother.
Tom.
'Tommy', Jake had bestowed the nickname onto his elder brother.
He had been shot to death right before your eyes. That was the last memory you had of him and the last memory you had at all. You had to tell Jake what happened. He could help.
But Tommy was already dead. What could he do? They're was no bringing someone back from the dead. You knew that. It was an undeniable fact.
The second words that you uttered, as you sat upright on the cold hard floor, after your awakening was the name of your older brother, the younger of the two twins.
"Jake...?" You called out. Your voice was hoarse as if it hadn't been used in some time and your throat felt scratchy like you had been forced to swallow thumbtacks.
What had happend to him, your second brother? Did he know what happened? Did he know his twin brother was dead? His older brother, his other half. Did he know what had happened to you? Where was he?
Where were you?
Just then you noticed a window a little ways away from you. You tried to get up to go look outside of it, to try and get a clue as to where you might be but your legs felt like jelly.
You collapsed as soon as you got up. You tried again only this time you used that wreatched table that would haunt your nightmares as support. You managed to make your somewhat numb legs move and you hobbled over to the window.
There was nothing to hold onto near the window, nothing to support you, so you had to just hope for the best. After throwing yourself in its direction you ended up latching onto the sides of the window, screws and all, since there was no windowsill to grab onto.
The pain caused to your hands by the old screws that jutted into your skin was nothing in comparison to the pain you felt all over the rest of your body before. How it felt when those experiments were actively being perfomed on you.
The pain you had felt then was so immense that it felt as if your whole body was burning from the inside out. Like thousands of little firey ants were making their way through each of your veins and into your blood stream.
Getting used to having to use your legs after being asleep was one thing but you still seemed to be affected by the after effects of the experiments that were perfomed on you by your own kind as well.
Now though, that pain you had felt had died down and your body felt somewhat sureen. As if it had been in hibernation, waiting for just the right time to awaken from its long slumber.
Perhaps that was why your legs felt like they hadn't been used in forever, why they were so numb. You had to find out how much time had passed. Just how long were you asleep for?
You had to find out where you were and what day it was. You had to get back to Jake. He must be worried about you, especially if he had already heard about Tommys death.
Except the only problem was that you didnt know where you were. As you peered out of that window and took in the view of the outside world that awaited you, nothing could have prepared you for what you saw.
The place that you woke up inside of seemed to be settled near a cliff with water, the sea you could assume, down below it. But that wasnt the weird part. Because when you looked in the opposite direction their were trees as tall as skyscrapers.
Ones that shined brightly of all diffrent colors. Colors that shouldn't come from normal trees. The foliage spread out into a canapy above making for a dense forest on the other side of the cliff. One more beautiful than you could imagine but also one just as deadly.
When you took a closer look at the outside surroundings you realised alot more could be seen. The forest seemed to be barricaded off and large machines as big as houses as well as people in giant metal robots patroled along it. There were many other structures, ones you assumed resembled the one you were in right now.
'Spaceships?' You thought to yourself
Yes. Thats what they looked like. You remebered from the pictures Tommy had show you about the one he was going to take to Pandora. You had also seen it on the news often when they reported what other scientists had found in their journeys to Pandora.
Everything you saw indicated only one thing. Only one place you could be. The place you had begged your eldest brother to tell you everything he knew about it.
Pandora.
The moon that had been found to have living creatures on it just like earth. You grew up hearing stories about it, everyone did.
You and Tommy had a particular intrest in it, although Jake never seemed as inthused about it as the both of you were. You had tried to make him come with you to classes countless times, where you would learn their language, but he had always brushed it off saying he was busy and had something else to do.
Tommy shared in your intrest of the planet though, even going so far as becoming a scientist to research it and the Na'vi peoples ways. You guessed he would never be able to achieve his dream now since he was shot dead right in front of you a week before he shipped out.
And then it hit you. Tommy was really dead. He wasn't coming back, he couldn't achieve his dream of going to Pandora and here you seemingly were. With the last memory you had, before finding yourself here, being of your eldest brother dying right before your eyes because some guy wanted the money in his wallet. You had watched the bullet wound bleed out and blood pool around his body, frozen in fear and dread before you too were shot.
Yes that was right. You had been shot too. So what happened after that? What was all that pain you had felt? Those voices you heard, those images you saw.
They had been experimenting on you. That had been your first thought and the conclusion you came to while you were asleep because of the vague distorted flashes and sounds that repeatedly played in your mind. Beeping machines and people mumuring above you, sounding so close yet so far away.
You slid down from where you were standing, holding the window, and clutched your head from these memories as they caused volts of pain to stab through your brain like they had done when you had first rembered the table.
They had been experimenting on you while you were asleep. So had you been in a coma? You were shot too but didnt die so mabey Tommy was in a coma too and you were just jumping to conclusions that he was dead. But then again, even if he was in a coma that wasnt much better than being dead either, it just ment that while his physical body wasnt dead his brain was.
So thats what had happened to you? After you had been shot you went into a coma and so you had been brian dead? How long had it been since you had first gone into the coma?
Weeks?
Months?
Years?
You started to panic now. Every moment that lead up to the situation you were in now played in your mind all at once. You clutched your head harder as your ears started to ring, your nails digging into them in the process, trying to relieve the pain you felt in your head by moving it somewhere else.
Your heart raced so fast you thought it would beat out of your chest as you clawed at it, bunching up the hospital gown you were wearning in the process. Your head rested down on your thighs, your body completely reclining into yourself in an attempt to keep you safe. You began to feel light headed and you thought you might pass out at any moment. Then a certain noise made you come to a realisation, enough to bring you back to your senses.
Was the spaceship...taking off?
You clambered back up to look out the window once again and sure enough the room you were in was leaving the rocky ground below. With you still getting used to your legs and the new added movement of the swaying ship you were like a fish out of water, stumbling all over the place.
You stumbled to the other side of the room as it swayed and just as you were about to get thrown to the floor you braced yourself on a table. Not the table, not the one that would haunt your nightmares but one that looked almost the exact same nonetheless. In fact instead of grabbing onto the cold metal of the table instead you grabbed something more fleshy feeling and what it was had you at a loss for words.
The room you were in...you weren't the only one in it.
In fact the other person in the room with you didn't look quite human like at all. Although you had never seen one in person before, the blue tinted skin, long limbs and sizable body all conformed that you were indeed on Pandora. This was because the body that lay on that table, across from the one you were on a while ago, was the body of a na'vi person.
Like with the spaceships the appearance of the na'vi people had been described to you many times while you grew up on earth. You had even seen far away photos of them that were on the news or uploded to the internet, taken by scientists and others who were sent to explore the alien planet.
The person didn't seem at all likely to move. They too were clothed in a hospital gown like you were, you assumed this to be an avatar body that was not cureently in use.
It lay still and was rather cold to the touch but the machines it was hooked up to indicated that it had a heart rate. Tommy had told you that avatar bodies were usually kept in tank like things full of fluid, you recalled, so you wondered why this body was laid on a table out in the open like this.
And was it suposed to have a heart rate when their wasnt a person inside of it? You didn't know. You had always been more fascinated and interested in the na'vi peoples ways and culture, their planet the moon pandora, their home and the ecosystem there rather than the avatars the human scientists made and how they were used.
So you had mostly zoned out, never taking in the information Tommy had rattled on to you about them. Although you did know he was supposed to get his own avatar. They had constructed it from his DNA and it would be ready for him to use by the time, the six years, it took for him to get to Pandora.
Six years it would have taken for him to get to Pandora. You looked down at your own hands, out streached them and clenched them a few times, hard enough to leave little crecent shaps where your blunt fingernails jutted into your palms. You recalled back to the hint of a reflection you saw of yourself in passing as you looked through the window.
You had looked the same age!
Your hands were the same size as you remebered them and so were your facial features, you didnt have any wrinkles either. You felt warmth blossom in your heart at the thought that mabey not too much time had passed at all, but then again...
You were on Pandora weren't you? It would have taken Tommy six years to get to Pandora so if you were on Pandora and the same age as before that would be logical at all would it.
Just then you remebered another thing Tommy had said. He had made you watch a documentary with him about it since his twin seemingly didnt share in his intrest so you were made to instead.
During that he had explained how they would use some magic whatever stuff you couldn't remember the name of now, as you had only been half listening to him, to keep the spaceships crew members bodies preserved or something so that it was like they were frozen in time. Like a hyper sleep, where when they woke up they would be six years into the future.
Mabey thays how your body had stayed so young. That seemed logical although the only thing was, that he had said that it couldnt stop the aging process completely, only dwindle its effects as the body slept. But you looked the exact same as you had in the day of the memory you last remebered.
You would have been sixteen then so adding six years would have made you about twenty-two. There was no way, even with the effects of the stuff that was ment to preserve your body, that you wouldnt have at least looked a little different. Been a bit taller even, although that wasn't something you could check just by looking at yourself.
You had to start searching around and finding more stuff to explain the situation you were in. If you were in a spaceship in Pandora then there must be people here who could help you. But would they want to?
Did you even want their help?
What about the people who experimented on you while you were asleep? Caused you all that pain. Those very people could be the ones who brought you to Pandora. Did this have something to do with Tommy being a scientist on Pandora? Was his being shot to death not mearly an act of some rando wanting to snatch his cash? Did you just get in the way and then become an unlucky sacrifice in the process?
You started to hyperventilate again, overthinking yourself into ruin. You unclenched your hands from fists after drawing blood and brought both your hands up to your face. After literally smaking some sense back into yourself in order to calm down and get your shit together you decided not to panic anymore, as that would not help you in any way.
You would keep a cool head and get yourself out of this situation. You were resilient like your second brother. You had most likely even just awakened from a coma where you were also most likely brain dead, that had to add some truth to your self proclaimed resilience.
If you were all the way on Pandora that ment you were on a diffrent planet to the one your older brother was on. Could you find a way to contact him?
'Tommy would be fine if he was in this situation' you thought to yourself
What would Tommy do? What would Tommy do?
But Tommy knew all there was to know about Pandora, you didnt. You had only listened to what he said about the things you were intrested in like the ecosystem and the na'vi peoples culture and zoned out for the other half of it. Then another thought occured to you.
"What would Jake do...?" You whispered to yourself out loud.
People had often said that you two were more like twins then Jakes actual twin, this always confused you though. You thought that if they would say that about you and either of your brothers it would be about you and Tommy since you both shared a keen intrest in Pandora.
As you got older however you understood what they ment. You and Jake bounced off each other. You both had the same personality, shared the same sarcastic humor and carefree attitude. You were both headstrong and stubborn and had a certain resilience.
A resilience that could get you through anything.
You been through a basic first aid course as deemed necessary by your own ideals. Jake had been taught much the same in the marines along with the other members of his corps. Although he had said that it didnt help very much when the other members tried to perform what they knew on him when he was injured. At least thats how he looked at it, not you though.
It couldn't bring back his legs but it did retain his life, which you were thankful for, and so you took classes as well as pushing him to teach you once he was better. Though Jake being Jake, and you knowing him, he most likely thought that not having his legs was as good as him being dead. He might even have actually preferred if he had died then instead of still having to carry on with the loss of his legs.
He was too energetic to be confined to a chair for the rest of his life, although, if you knew him and you did, he would probably still end up finding someway to follow his crazy ideas and dreams even with being paralysed. Even though he had to stop being a marine you knew he would find another flame to latch onto again one day.
This time though you were sure that when he did he wouldnt dare let go this time, he would cut down anything in his path to achieve his goal. He was resilient, like you were too.Mabey he had already found it while you were asleep. That was a nice thought. Mabey the loss of both his siblings cleared his mind, gave him more time for himself, just to figure himself out. That thought wasnt as nice.
And although the thought of him doing fine although you and Tommy were gone made your heart warm it also felt a little bitter. Mabey that made you a bad person. Mabey you were. You used to be told that it was alright, that 'it made you human' but...maybe that ment that humans really were bad. That they only tried to justify their own actions so that they wouldn't have to feel remorse. But your older brother wasn't like that, not Jake, not ever.
Jake was the only person you could rely on. The person who you would get in touch with. The person who would help you like always because thats what older brothers did.
And the person who looked kind of like this avatar body.....
Wait. What was that last one?
You had always been scolded for being recless like Jake was too. You learned from his example which often earned your older brother an earfull from the eldest.
You couldn't help it though. Jake was the person you were around the most as you grew up. He had been there your whole life so of course you would learn from his example. Most younger siblings tend to do this without even meaning to.
Its like how when you get older you think your parents or older siblings are cringy or annoying but when your a kid your whole world revolves around them. Revolves around the people who are closest to you, who love you and keep you safe. You learn from their example in the safety of your own home and then you go out and practice those things in the real world.
So many people dont realise that they have picked up habits that have been around them their whole lives. Its just something that that person sees as natural while others may not.
That can be a real eye opener for some people.
When they finally go out into the real world and there are people who think diffrently then them or do things diffrent to what they have been taught. And weather thats good or bad and weather they take it in stride or not is up to their choosing.
They can choose how they want to live their lives, what kind of person they want to be. Remain ignorant or embrace whats in front of you. A new door to be opened. Having said that many people also tend to loose sight of the person they were before. While you can never know what future lies ahead of you, you should always remeber one thing...
Just keep moving forward.
Keep going.
One more time.
You can do this.
Or die trying.
Thats what you were good at.
You wouldn't give up. Not here. Not now. Not when you still had something to live for. Not when you faced death and still survived. Came crawling back stronger, from whatever fate the afterlife had in store for you.
Stronger than before and rearing to go. With your new found confidence you made up your mind to find a way to contact your older brother. That was until...*Gasp*
You might have thought that was you gasping. If you did...you would be wrong.
"Ahhhh" you shouted in shock
Instead it was that body on the table that had gasped for air. The avatar body had just woken up, still clothed in thay hospital gown and lying down on the table.
Had someone really been inside it the whole time? Wouldnt they have just gone back to their original body and if they did why would they return now? Did they try because they were alerted that the body had flatlined? But that wouldn't make much sense.
All this was really doing your head in. Their was too much information and gaps in that information for you, since you mostly didn't have a clue what you were dealing with here. From the avatar bodies to the whole diffrent alien planet you were on.
All these things flashed through your mind in a quarter of a second before you came back to the situation right in front of you. That person looking confused now suddenly also realised that they were not in fact alone in the room. Their eyes suddenly met yours as you continued to stare at them from where you stood above them.
"Uh...hi?" You said with a nervous smile donning your features as you raised one of your hands in greeting. Yeah, maybe not your best reaction but what were you suposed to do? You were freaking out as much as any other person but you were happy the avatar person wasn't dead at least.
The two of you stared at each other for another moment or two before everything seemed to click inside the other persons mind and soon he was struggling to get off of that table and away from you, but he couldnt. The swaying of the spaceship taking off had long since evened out as you now seemed to be flying steady.
You had an inkling that the person was indeed not an avatar but an actual na'vi person. Not your brightest moment either but you were still figuring things out nontheless. You noticed that the na'vi person was tightly tied down to the table, with metal cuffs donning their wrists, ankles, neck and one across the middle of their body.
"Easy" You said putting your other hand up, along with the first, in kind of a 'calm down' gesture. You hoped the na'vi people had the same thing or were at least taught what it ment by other humans like Grace. Like you had learned na'vi through classes on Earth, she had taught English to the na'vi children in a school on Pandora.
The na'vi person, who you assumed to be male, seemed very distressed and did not listen as you tried to calm him. He tried his luck at getting out of the restraints himself but soon found it was no use. And opted to lay still in defeat while never once breaking eye contact with you as if in warning.
During this you had looked back at his heart monitor and saw it steadily rising as he too seemed to be panicking like you had done earlier. Looking in his eyes you could see how frigtened he was, he reminded you of yourself and so you repeated yourself once more.
"Easy there, im not going to hurt you. I want to help." You said calmly.
He did not respond to you but you could see the doubt in his eyes. Slowly he nodded his head in your direction semmingly seeing no other option to get free of his restrains. As if picking the lesser evil he let you figure out how to unbind him from the table.
You struggled to figure out how you would unbind him exactly as he was tied to the table with metal cuffs. You tried to pry them open with your bare hands but quickly found that wouldn't work.
"Well thats not gonna work" you said outloud to no one in particular
Next you decided to look around the room to see if there was anything you could use to pry them open. By now the feeling had almost all returned in your legs so you could walk around the room without problem. You searched around for a minute or two before you heard someone start speaking.
"Over there on the table, try that."
You had been a bit startled by someone suddenly starting to talk out of the blue and stared for a moment at the guy before fully taking in his words and quickly making your way to where he was pointing to.
He was gesturing as well as he could to a table just in his line of sight since he was made stay in a lying position. You scanned the table to see what he could be thinking you could use to free him and picked up a few things to show him to which he shook his head at. You then picked up a needle which he finally nodded his head at and made you realise what he was thinking, you just didn't know if he could pull it off.
You found an old cloth and forcefully ripped off a scrap of it which you covered the pointy bit of the needle with. You couldn't help but wonder as you did this wheather or not this might have been a needle that was used om you when those experiments had been performed on your body. You held the head of the needle at its base, close to the tube and with the help of the edge of the table you snapped the needle off of the tube.
Discarding the body of the needle you brought the sharp point of the head down to meet the thick metal cuff that kept the guys right hand restrained. Before inserting it you quickly glanced at the na'vi male strapped down to the table, the one you were currently trying to free. Why? You didn't exactly know.
'This is exactly why you shouldn't panic' you thought to yourself. But you couldn't help it. You would have done the same thing even if you weren't in a stressful and panic enducing situation. You couldn't just stand by and watch someone die right in front of you, not while you could do something about it.
Even if your heart was going a million miles a minute, even if you didnt know anything about the person you were saving. Maybe that ment you were an idiot or maybe that just made you kind but either way you couldn't be stopped by anyone, not even Jake, once you set your mind on doing something.
And you had decide a whole ago now that you would get back to Jake, your only remaining older brother, your only remaining family. And if you could enlist the help of a person who might need help also, who might be trying to get back to his family too you would be happy to return the favor.
You gathered that he seemed around the same age as you, wheather he was na'vi or human you didnt care, you could help him too, you could both help each other. And if at times from certain angles or when the light hit some of his features just right he looked a little bit like your older brother than that was all the more reason.
He looked back at you with his big wide eyes and you could seen your own refelcetion in them, not only literally but also figuratively. You could see that he had his walls up, he was trying to be strong but he was just as scared and confused as you were.
And what you were helping him from you didnt know but if he was tied down to table like this when he looked like he was the same age as you then you knew that staying here was not a good option for him. You had always been good at reading people, maybe it was your personality, maybe it was being surrounded by all Jakes marine talk and all Tommys scientist talk your whole life but you had picked up on quite a bit.
Your brothers were much older than you, got to go out into the world and live their lives much quicker, leaving you behind. They were twenty-two, six years older than you, you werent even an adult yet. When you had turned sixteen you had told yourself countless times 'two more years'. Just wait two more years and you could leave that orphanage and finally go out into the world, live by your own rules, your own free will. You would finally get to fingure tourself out, find your passion like your brothers had found theirs and finally be your own person but what would happen now?
"Why are you helping me?"
You seemed to have zoned out for a second too long even though all this passed through your mind in a flash.
"Why am i helping you?" You returned the question back to him
He nodded back to you as best he could from his lying down position, his head still angled to look you in the eyes.
His question registered in your mind and you thought for a moment before you soon replied, finding your aswer rather quickly.
"You have a strong heart...very brave" You could tell his emotions through his eyes, like you could for many people. You saw how scared he was, especially to enlist the help of someone he didn't know and someone who could potentially cause him harm. But he did it anyway because he needed to do so if he wanted to survive, because he needed to survive, just like you.
"You remind me of someone" you said finishing off what you had said earlier before quickly busying yourself with trying to untie his restraints.
Before long you had both of his hand restraints off and the one that went across the middle of his body. He was now sitting in an upright position on the table, watching you fiddle around with the needle inside of the cuffs and rubbing his wrists where the restains were previously placed. You jostled the needle to and fro until you heard a click once again and got the remaining cuff off. You stayed still for a bit with a mix of diffrent emotions bubbling up inside of you that were made apparent on your face for the na'vi male to see.
That was until you felt him staring at you and you backed up a few steps since he had seemed quite frightened of you earlier. He slowly made his way off of the table and stumbled a bit like you had done.
"Careful!" You called out to him as you put your hands out just in case even thoigh you werent close enough to catch him if he fell
His legs seemed to have not been used in a while either but they did not seem as bad as yours had been. You supposed he had not been sleeping quite as long as you probably had. Speaking of which you still needed to figure out just where and when you were.
You were reluctant to move closer to him in case he thought you seemed to pose a threat to him and you didnt know if in his haste he might attack you to protect himself. You certainly might if you were in his position and he seemed to be thinking along much the same lines as you. You were both crouching down a little in a position that could be seen as either trying to seem less threatening to the other person and or getting into a ready stance in case the other intened to attack.
"Nga plltxe 'Ìnglìsì, kefyak?" (You speak English right?) You questioned in a clear voice.
You really hoped you had remebered your leassons on the na'vi language well enough that he had understood what you had said. He had seemed to be able to communicate to you in english well so you wondered if he had been a student of Graces since it would be wierd for him to know english fluently otherwise.
"Yes. Im fluent in English." He gave his answer to your question rather calmly and as clear as someone who had known the language since birth.
"You're not like the other humans are you?"
"If you mean the people who did experiments on me then hell no"
"I dont know anything about experiments but i assume that means your not on good terms with the humans who control these spaceships either."
"Youre one of the good ones?" He asked sounding slightly hopeful
"Well everyone has different meanings and values of the word 'good' but i can say for certain that im not involved in any of what they do and to be honest i actaully dont have a clue whats going on"
"I assume your not on good terms with them either by the way your talking" You concluded
He nodded in reponse to your observation.
"Ever heard the quote 'your enemies enemy is your friend'" You continued
You saw a smile pass over his face as you knew then that you were both once again thinking the same thing and in that moment you had a sudden thought that you and him would get along splendedly.
So as a sign of peace and truce you put your human hand out, in a gesture that you hoped he, as a na'vi, knew.
"My names Y/n
Whats yours?" You asked
"Neteyam"
"Nice to meet you Neteyam. Do you mind if i ask you a wierd question?...
What year is it?"
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《No im not shipping them they are literally related so please do not think i am and or will be doing that😀》
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THERAPY PT2
matt sturniolo x fem reader/y/n
contains: therapy session, experimenting, kinks, going to an event.
pink : you blue:matt
your pov-
After I got home from my first session with Matt my mind was running wild .He is so hot and I don't know if ill be able to control myself in my session today.
this past week ive been going through more websites and doing more research on kinks I could have and adding some to my list. Ive also finished two book this week and dear god I didn't think I could find this many new things that I would like but god dark romance has opened my eyes to so many new possibilities. Some of them are very concerning... like in the last book I read the guy bought the girl a collar and made her walk to him as he had a chain link connected to the collar dragging her around on it. Like what the fuck that should sound concerning but if the right man asked me to do it sadly I probably would.
I just got dressed in a somewhat nice outfit I wanted to look good for Matt I know he's just my therapist but for some reason I want him to notice me and maybe even compliment how I look.
skip 30 minutes-
I just parked in the deck and was rushing to get my purse and make my way into the elevator. Its about 6:50 im praying to god I won't be late but again LA traffic was a shit show .
I made it up to the 20th floor and rushed out into the waiting area and up to the desk .
hey y/n matts finishing up with something with his brothers but he said for you too just head back once you got here.
okay thank you you say and making your way to his office.
you knock on the door making sure he knows you’re about to enter
come in you hear a voice say from the other side.
you open the door and walk in seeing not only matt but what you can only guess are his brothers . they all look alike obviously because they are triplets but there are subtle differences.
hi y/n im sorry I was just finishing up with them but have a seat and we’ll get started in a second
okay you say as you walk between them to the chair in front of his desk
hey I like your outfit one of the others say
oh thank you you say smiling as you set your purse down
no problem ! okay matt we’ll head out he says as he starts heading to the door
the other one glances at you smiling you smile back and he gives matt a hug before leaving
see you at home?
yeah but I have an event tonight so i’ll be home late
alright he says leaving the two of you alone in the room.
matt makes his way to his desk.
alright lets get started . How has this week Been
pretty good I did some research on some new things to expand my list
okay and what new things did you find?
well I read about breeding kinks and I realized its definitely something I find intriguing
okay and what do you find appealing about it
I think the way its kind of a possession type of thing like they are claiming me fully by you know "putting their baby in me"
so its the possessiveness of the act that excites you?
yeah I think so
okay next one
okay ummm cuckolding
okay and which side of it appeals you . Watching your partner with someone else or hearing stories about their past sexual encounters?
I think hearing about it . im more iffy on this one . I get jealous very easily so it might not be for me
okay well we can come back to that one later . Do you have more ?
yeah a couple more
okay go a head with the next one
okay um edging...
hmm okay and is that something you would like to do to someone else or have done to you?
to me definitely to me you said quickly with a small laugh.
okay he says chuckling a little bit at your reaction to his question.
What made you look into edging?
um I don't know its kind of like overstimulation right?
yes its a form of overstimulation
well then I guess thats why it sounds like something I could like
okay next one
katoptonphilia I don't know if I said it correctly
okay so mirrors . You like watching yourself?
yeah I guess sometimes . like if a man were to be fucking me infront of a mirror and made me watch myself I think that would be hot
Matt adjusts in his seat. He also has this kink and thinking of fucking you in front of a mirror has him growing painfully hard.
Alright next
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okay and what is the scene that you most thought of when reading about this one
A teacher and student roll play I guess
Have you ever had fantasies in the past about a teacher you've had?
uhhh yeah actually
What about that teacher were you attracted too?
well I guess his voice it was super deep and raspy and his hands they were huge . There was a couple times he'd come over to help me with my work and he'd put his hand on my back when I got distracted and i'm not even exaggerating it took up almost all of my back.
he looked at you with narrowed eyes and for some reason it made you nervous .
I mean im not a small girl you know what I mean so knowing his hands were that big turned me on
would you say you have a size kink?
oh yeah for sure
interesting ...okay next one.
sensory deprivation
okay and is it sight, hearing or something else that you like with this one
I think all of it to be honest . Ive never been blindfolded but ive always thought it would be fun. I also think that umm if someone took away my ability to breathe for a little bit that would be hot
And how would you want them to take your breathe?
I guess like a hand over my mouth and the other holding my nose or chocking me hard enough to take my breath but not hurt me
okay so that one is definitely something you'd like
yes that is a definite yes
okay is that the last one
umm no ... I have two more
okay he says waiting for you to continue
okay electrophilia
oh hmm okay and what drew you to this one
well after last session and our um ... conversation about punishments . I guess I went home wondering about other ways to be punished and this one caught my eye.
okay so punishments is definitely something you'd like in your next relationship he asks a small smirk tugging at his lips. He had never touched one of his clients before you. Doing physical "demonstrations" was not something he would ever do but when you he had brought it up to you and you said you'd never tried it he couldn't help himself but show you . He had gone home and immediately went to take a shower jacking off to the thought of you.
His mind runs wild when you sit in front of him reading off your kinks and fantasies not only because they match up with his but also because you're exactly his type in not only looks but sexual wants and needs.
absolutely I mean last week definitely opened my eyes to it and I couldn't stop thinking about it so..
mmm okay and what's the last one
okay well I don't know if this one is considered a kink or if so what kink it would be
so is it more of a fantasy ?
I mean I guess so I don't know
okay well tell me and then we can work out what it is
okay umm like a collar ...
a collar he says with a smirk on his face that has you holding your breathe .
mhm you say tight lipped thinking that you said something wrong by the expression on his face
okay explain to me what you mean by a collar... like what is it used for
well okay I read a book this past week where the guy... bought the girl a collar with a lock ... and when she gave him attitude or didn't listen it would shock her and ummm... at one part he connected a chain to a part of it and made her crawl to him and he also dragged her around with it when he got angry with her
you like to read a lot don't you he said remembering last time you said that the books you read corrupted you a bit.
yeah I guess so
so do you think thats something you would actually enjoy with a real man and not just because you like the fictional character?
I mean I think if the right man came along id pretty much do anything for him
hmm he hums looking at you with a gleam in his eye and a look you cant quite place.
I feel like you have something to say about that and just don't want to offend me you say with a tinge off worry but also attitude.
I mean I guess im just trying to figure out what you mean by you'd do anything for the right man . A lot of men would kill for a woman like you
woman like me ? you ask confused as your eyes narrow on him.
I meant in the sense that... if you found a man that was everything you've wanted and gave you everything you've ever wanted and probably more you would worship at his feet... at least thats the impression I'm getting
I mean ... id say yeah . Is that bad? you ask leaning forward keeping intense eye contact.
no I don't think thats bad.
mmm you hum as you sit back in your seat still maintaining the eye contact.
There is a weird feeling in the air . Like there is some tension but you cant quite place why.
how would you feel going to an event with me tonight?
Are you asking to be your date matt? you ask with a small smile creeping onto your lips as your eyes challenge his
Not exactly . The event is for a bdsm club... a high class club that not many people know about but ... you might find someone there that may peak your interest.
hmmm I don't know
You can say no but I thought I might as well bring it up you never know who you might meet and what's the worst that could happen other than having to spend a couple hours with your therapist
I mean i guess It wouldn't be that bad being stuck with you for a couple extra hours you say with a playful eye roll.
funny... so is that a yes?
mmm yeah why not . But ... im not exactly dressed for something like that
yeah well lucky for you I thought about that earlier he says getting up and walking to a closet on the left side of the office
oh so you planned this out huh?
I wouldn't say I planned it but in the case that you said yes I wanted to have something ready for you to wear
he pulls out a long bag that is usually used for clean pressed suits and a pair of black hells hanging on the top of the hanger
how did you know my sizing? you ask kind of confused
lucky guess. he says with a shrug
he walks back over to you as you stand up and he unzips the bag showing you the dress that was seemingly perfect inside the bag.
wow all black huh
I thought id play it safe he says smiling at you .
mmm I like it but matt... I know these heels they cost a good amount of money
meh not that much
you smile at him as he hands you the dress and heels telling you to go change and he will wait for you in his office
you change in the bathroom noticing the girl from the reception desk is already gone . Must have gone over our allotted appointment time again but the crazy thing is when your talking to matt time goes by so fast you don't even realize you've been In his office for 2 hours.
you head back to his office holding your clothes you came in in one hand as your heels clack on the marble floor.
you enter his office as he looks up from his computer looking at you.
you give him a smile and a small spin.
wow you look good he says taking you in with his eyes.
thanks to you ... you know you have good taste in dresses
im glad you approve . Let me just shut down my computer and pack my stuff and we can head out
okay do you want me to follow you in my car there
no we'll take my car and ill drop you off at your car after the event
oh alright you say as you go to grab your purse and phone.
your phone rings and you see its Leslie
go ahead and take that ill start shutting down the lights in here ill meet you in the lobby
okay you say as you pick up and head into the lobby/ waiting area
Hey Leslie what's up
nothing I was gonna ask if you wanted to watch a movie when you get home
oh shit sorry im actually heading to an event right now
what since when
um since 10 minutes ago
with who ?
my therapist....
you mean your hot therapist you wouldn't shut up about this whole past week ... how did this happen
one I didn't talk about him that much and two I don't know it just sort of came up
mhmmm sureee well I cant wait to hear about it when you get home
yep okayyy I gotta go I love you see you when I get home
I love you too and have fun with your sexy ass ... sex therapist
yeah okay ill make sure too have a lot of fun with my sexy hot therapist I really gotta go
okay bye
bye
as you hang up you hear a throat clear behind you.
you gulp turning around to see matt smirking down at you
Fuck he definitely heard me call him sexy and hot . why was he just standing there and why did I not hear him walk out here.
ready to go
mhm yep
you both make your way to the elevators after he locked up and got down to the parking deck.
okay im parked over here he says walking to the left and you follow him to the most gorgeous car you've ever seen.
wow I love your car. Ive always wanted a gt just never had the money for one
I could definitely see you driving one of these he says he smiles at you with a look of admiration in his eyes.
you blushed as he popped the trunk for you to set your things in and then opened your door for you to get in. Then he got in and started up the car.
the interior was red leather that had your crush on him going even bigger.
Not only is he nice, hot, sexy, and exactly your type but he also drives your literal dream car down to a t. How could he get any more perfect.
He start driving out of the parking deck as closer but nine inch nails starts playing.
You've had many of dirty thoughts of things you would do to this song. You rub your thighs together as heat pools between them as your mind runs wild with dirty thought involving matt who's right next to you.
you like nine inch nails? you ask looking over at him
yeah love them but especially this song
me too you say smiling to him
he looks back to the road and god he looks so good driving . The way his large veiny hands grip the wheel and his perfect side profile glows in the dark city lights has you melting in your seat.
You have to force yourself to remember he's your therapist and its not appropriate for you to be having inappropriate thoughts about him.
I have a couple guys I wanna introduce you too while were at this event. But for the most part stick with me there's some older men there that are... not so pleasant and I don't want them making moves on you .
o-okay sounds good you say taking a breathe.
Since this is a higher class club some of the men think they can do whatever they want and have no consequences and the last thing I want is for something bad to happen to you. okay?
yeah I get what your saying you say as you look out the window
new flame by chris brown, usher and rick ross starts playing.
you softly sing along since you its one of your favorite songs
you feel eyes on you causing you to look over at him seeing him smiling at you.
what?
nothing he says still smiling and looking back at the road as your pulling into a very nice drive up to a fancy building.
He parks his car and shuts the car off getting out and going around to your side to open your door .You get out as he take your hand in his and slips your phone in one of his pant pockets.
come on he says leading you up the stairs to the large door where two men stand.
Good evening Mr .Sturniolo one of them says as they open the doors for you both to enter the building
you smile at them as you follow Matt inside and up a set off stairs. The next set of doors enter into a large ballroom adorned with large tables with booth seating and two bars one on the left and right wall.
you wanna grab a drink
yeah sure
he leads you to the bar and orders a glass or bourbon then asks you what you want after you tell him what you want the bartender makes your drink and hands them to matt.
you take a sip and fuck they made it strong causing you to make a face
you okay he asks noticing your facial expression
yeah im fine just stronger than I was expecting
yeah they are a bit heavy handed here
you don't say you say letting out a small laughing making him chuckle under his breathe .
Matt hey how are you a guy says coming upon next to him
Hey Jake Im Good how about you man
eh you know work has been kicking my ass but good otherwise
Glad to hear it man . I actually wanted to find you at some point tonight . he looks over at you . This is one of my clients y/n I thought you too might want to get to know each other
oh wow your beautiful its nice to meet you y/n he says shaking your hand
its nice too meet you too .
He's definitely an attractive guy but the only man your really wanting is your therapist Matt who is standing mere inches away from you watching the interaction.
So what are you looking for tonight
oh I don't know if im looking for anything. Matt said I might benefit from coming tonight so I did
mmm okay well tell me some things your interested in sexually and maybe I can ... be of some assistance
oh ummm I don't know I... you were caught off guard by how direct his question was. Its one thing to talk to Matt about your kinks and wants and needs since its his job but when a random man you just met asks you don't know what to say.
matt steps in and decides to answer for you
She has been wanting to experiment some new things lets just say what she needs to find is the perfect dominant man
Your face flashes red with embarrassment as you look at him and back to Jake.
aww so cute she's embarrassed
you glare at him and he chuckles
I mean I can definitely be that for you . I can give you my number and you can think about it he says stepping closer
you look at matt for some what of an approval to get jakes number.
don't look at me thats up to you
you sigh . Y-yeah sure why not . Matt hand him your phone from his pocket
Jake puts his name and number in your contacts and text himself something so he has your number too.
I hope to hear form you gorgeous he says before walking away
Matt steps in front of you meeting your eyes .
y/n your not gonna find someone if you cant even tell them what you want
oh whatever i just didn't really think he was my type
mhmm okay he says looking down at you
you roll your eyes knowing he's right . You don't know how to tell men what you want thats the whole reason you started going to him in the first place .
okay well if he wasn't your type look around and if someone catches your eye point him out to me
ugh do I have too you ask honestly because to be honest you don't really want anyone here but him but you know you cant have him so just to make him happy you start scanning the room .
You spot a guy with black hair and bright green eyes who looks like he was carved by a greek god and is covered in tattoos .
you quark a smile and point to him.
Hmm Aris kalmin hes a very rich business man but I don't think hes a good pick
and why do you say that
Because you said you wanted not only to be dominated but to also feel taken care of after ... with Aris you won't get that. He is the type of dominant to use you when and how he wants and will not take time to clean you up and make you feel good after
mmm okay yeah you have a point there okay never mind then
you scan the room again not seeing anyone that really gets your a attention .
hey I see someone at the bar I want you too meet
ugh okay you wanted to get a refill anyway . You were already a little tipsy you were two drinks in and since they made each so strong it was definitely hitting harder.
you asked for another drink when you reached the bar
matt going over to a very tall man who had one green eyes and one blue , his chiseled face had a light stubble and his hair was dark and fluffy. His neck was adorned with tattoos and so were his arms. He was definitely your type and now since you were tipsy you had a bit more courage than you did meeting the first guy.
the bartender handed you your drink as you looked back over at matt , him and the guy he wants you to meet are already staring you down with daring smirks on their faces which has your heart racing . Matt motions you over with his hand and you slowly make your way to them across the bar.
y/n this is Theo
hi its nice to meet you
its nice to meet you too matt was just telling me a bit about you
oh all good things I hope you say giving him a playful smile
very.. good things he says looking down at you from his 6'5 height .
you gulp feeling a bit intimidated by his size and the way his heterochromia eyes bore into yours.
you have gorgeous eyes
mm thank you sweetheart he says cocking his head a little as he smirks.
he leans down so his mouth is right next to your ear causing shivers to run down your back as his breathe hits your ear.
imagine looking into them for hours on end as you cum for me over and over
you choke on air as your face gets red and you clench your thighs trying to dull the throb in-between them
mmm I think you'd like that wouldn't you he says coming face to face with you
you gulp and slowly shake your head yes not knowing what exactly to say. You've never had a man speak so directly about pleasuring you before other than obviously your sessions with matt and the conversations you have.
he smiles and stands back up straight
maybe we can arrange that yeah
mhm y-yeah
he hands you his phone with contacts already pulled up you take it and put your name and number in and hand it back.
well it was nice meeting you y/n I hope to see you soon and matt we gotta catch up soon its been a while
yeah man just text me and we can work something out
Theo walks away and matt looks at you smiling
So what did you think of him
y-yeah he seems nice
mmm yeah I bet I saw the way you clenched your thighs when he said something to you
yeah okay whatever you say with more attitude than you meant too.
watch the attitude y/n he says sternly
or what you say tauntingly. Even though Theo was nice and definitely turned you on with what he said Matt was still right there in the front of your mind. Something about Matt just drawls you in and you cant stop no matter how hard you've tried for the past week to keep in mind he's your therapist and there is a line you shouldn't cross you just cant avoid the obvious attraction.
he steps closer to you causing you to look up at him . You sway a bit from the obvious slightly drunk state you're in from the drinks you've had throughout the night.
I don't think you wanna cross that line y/n he says smirking but keeping a deep stern voice.
But what if I do?
mmm he hums leaning down closer so he is mere inches from your ear . I don't think you can handle me sweetheart he says in your ear as he brushes some hair off your shoulder and he places a small kiss just below your ear.
you move your hand to his neck and tug slightly on his hair so you can reach his ear.
One thing you should know about me matt... is that I love a challenge
he turns to look you in the eyes . His jaw is clenched and there is a dark gleam in his eye that has your pulse racing. Your definitely drunk which is giving you a new found confidence . You would have never made a move on Matt sober because again he is your therapist but right now your not thinking with your head.
Come on were leaving he says grabbing you harshly by your arm and pulling you with him. His tight grip elicits a whine from your mouth.
You both hurriedly make your way out of the building and down the stairs. Hes not only dragging you with him by your arm but your also drunk causing you to trip over your heels and fall into him on the last step.
Jesus Christ matt slow down
I don't know who you think you are telling me what to do he says in a tone that for some reason makes you want to cry . Its the tone of a father who's angry at you for doing something you know you shouldn't ... Maybe thats the childhood trauma talking but...
o-okay im sorry
come on he says leading you to the car slower this time
he gets you into the passenger seat and shuts the door harshly causing you to jump.
he gets in and immediately starts the car
Put your seatbelt on now
you immediately buckle in not wanting to test his limits since he seems to already be on edge.
good girl he says before pulling out of the long drive way slightly fast and speeding down the streets then you reach the highway and he drives in the fast lane speeding down the dark highway .
After a second you realize you just passed the exit to get off for his building . He was supposed to drop you at your car after the event...
matt where are we going I thought you were dropping me at my car after
he smiles darkly before answering
Were going to my house
that statement immediately sobered you up.
Fuck me ... his house... I guess he took what I said earlier seriously. I mean I did mean it but I didn't think he'd actually do something about it .
I guess ill have to sit here and wait to find out
Part 3 coming .... 💋
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I loooooooove your future 2012 AU of the boys. They all look so badass and cool but still them and its so GOOD. I wanna consume them.
I also had some questions if thats okay?
What happened to Leo's leg? Did his knee injury gradually get worse and he was like "lol im gonna cut it off" or did he get reinjured in that spot and that was basically the end of the entire leg?
Also how old are they in this AU? I know they are supposed to be adults but like in their 20s? I'm just wondering cause their character sheets dont have ages.
ALSO LEO BEING THE SHORTEST MADE MY ENTIRE LIFE. (Props to Mikey for finally gaining some height). And I LOVE Donnie's long ass bandana tails, he looks so cool but so dramatic with them its great. Anyway thank you for your time and this beautiful AU!
AIHDDJHDJD THANK YOU SO MUCH IM HAPPY THAT YOU ENJOY THE FUTURE 12 GREMLINS. as traumatised as they are, they’ve worked through it despite some really rough patches. they definitely still have their bad days and nightmares, but they’ve learned to grow together and help each other through those bad times. they’ve changed and grown in their own way ofc, but they needed to relive the teenage years that they’ve lost, that’s why they’re still somewhat themselves in my au :)
LEO’S LEG
it’s actually a mix of both! leo kept pressuring his knee and over the years it gradually became worse — since he kept pushing his knee beyond it’s limits it keeps getting re-injured. the final straw was him snapping his knee again (completely this time) during a nasty fight and had to chop it off. the phantom pains he gets from his missing limb is… horrible, to say the least.
(BUT THAT FIRST SCENARIO YOU MENTIONED WOULD BE SO FUNNY THOUGH. imagine leo waking up one day and going, “oh wow. this knee injury hurts really bad, maybe i should chop it off. lol im actually gonna do it.” cue him barging into donnies lab like “DONNIE. I DEMAND YOU CUT MY LEG OFF” “WHAT?!” “CUT MY LEG OFF IT HURTS” “OF COURSE IT HURTS WTF ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT YOU’RE THE ONE WHO KEEPS INSISTING THAT YOU SHOULD ‘TRAIN’ IT.” “yeah but i think my blood circulation isnt working look my leg is pale” “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK LEO” and boom. leg no more.)
AGES
they should be around their late 20s in this au, i hc that for every season of the show they age one year. so at the start they were like 15, and the show had 5 seasons (granted s5 was a bit messy and was full of aus and past flashbacks, but there was that demodragon arc and stuff) so they would be 20 at the end of the show. specifically they’re like 28 :) they are kinda old but hey at least they don’t have to pay taxes in the sewers…
HEIGHT PROBLEMS
oh god, when raph suddenly had a growth spurt it was horrible for leo. he was relentlessly being teased every single day and raph would NOT let off. and then when MIKEY hit being 1cm taller than leo, the teasing fucking doubled and he was downright miserable. they kept growing while leo was barely getting any height. he’s still their sensei though — and he makes them do extra training as punishment for the relentless teasing :) donnie doesn’t join in on the teasing (sometimes he does) but he does snicker when raph and mikey make jokes about leo’s height. it’s funnier for him because he’s been the tallest out of all of them since day one.
MORE ABOUT DONNIE
and yessss i loved designing donnie! since he was tall everything about his design had to compensate for his height so i figured long mask tails and a long lab coat would do the trick. his brothers were concerned over him tripping on his mask tails but he hasn’t, not even ONCE. he is one graceful, careful boy. he braids it or ties it into a bow whenever he does lab work so it doesn’t accidentally slip into one of his chemicals somehow. sometimes he lets mikey do it for him :)
thank you for the questions anon!!! these were super fun to answer and i hope it helped clarify a little more about the au :))
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The children would respect mama stark 😤
Daemon: FOR THE LOVE OF GODS STOP TRYING TO JUMP OF DANGEROUS PLACES
Y/n : ...children
Triplets : * stop and make a line from tallest to shortest by minutes *
Also i feel like aemond would have a big crush on her , he would be talking to one of her children like :
Ok ...the first one who gives me mommy's panties gets a ride with vaghar
MILF
[Blurb IV for the Stark!Reader Universe]
Aemond Targaryen & the Stark-Targaryen spawn + a hint of Aemond Targaryen x Stark!Reader [Daemon in the background be fucking quiet]
Summary: AWWW HERE COMES MY FAVORITE MILF
Word Count: >700
Warnings: Shitpost ahead (real), my a/n is longer than the fic (half real), I locked Daemon in the basement to write this AHHAHAHA (very real), crack fic, soft!aemond, aemond simping, and me simping for him, this is honestly pretty long for a blurb but whatever, fluff, typos, etc.
Blurb III Blurb V
A/N: THIS IS MY AUTHOR'S NOTE BECAUSE I'M WRITING THIS AND ADDING MEMES NO ONE CAN STOP ME
THE WAY I CAVED SO QUICKLY FOR THIS MAN
My reaction to your ask anon: 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀
THE FACT YOU wILLINGLY BROUGHT UP AEMOND I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO SAY SOMETHING ANYTHING ABOUT AEMOND AND MAYBE EVEN REQUEST SMTH AND IT IS NIGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Also i don't know if you noticed bestie, but i set the start of daemon and stark!reader's relationship wayyyyyyyyyy before aemond was alive, cause Aemma was still queen when they got married. BUT FUCK CONTINUITY. IS AEMOND PROBABLY YOUNGER THAN HER KIDS??????????? ASHFA:FOAEW HAHAHHAHHAAHHAAHAHH MAYBE WTF but let's pretend it's totally canon that aemond is a grown ass adult when stark!reader gave birth because it took THAT long for their enemies to lovers to turn into fucking lovers LOLOLOLOL
And i literally just answered an ask about how many kids they have and i was like 'idk i didn't even gender or name them' FUCK OFF NOW THATS ALL ABOUT TO CHANGE i still didn't name them though because a;lsfhkalsfhahsfas
The incest is real, i got so confused about how they were related to aemond
Tagging: @deniixlovezelda @pinksirensong @nyctophilic0vitnir
"Company fall in," Aemond commands. He peers down at the blonde children, hands behind his back, jaw tense. His violet eye narrows, "where is your brother?"
The eldest by technicality answers, "which one?"
Aemond hums at the sass, "obviously the one that is not here."
The siblings look amongst themselves and decide it was one of the twins missing. The youngest of the triplets shrugs, "we don't know where he went."
"Clearly, you don't even care where he went. You will get in trouble with your mother if she hears of this."
"No," the second triplet answers, "you will, cousin."
Aemond's nose flares as he narrows his eyes yet again.
"Aemond," the only girl in the row raises her hand.
"Yes, my love?"
"My braid is falling out," she raises her blonde hair. The flowers Aemond had placed in it moments ago fall. Sequentially, her lip quivers and tears prick in her eyes.
"Oh no," "Don't cry," "It's okay," and things along this line are spoken by the little girl's infinite supply of brothers.
Aemond can only watch as the boys come upon her, picking up her flowers and trying to fix her hair.
"NO I WANT AEMOND TO FIX MY HAIR!" she whines, full on breaking into a sob.
The boys turn to their him in panic. Aemond swiftly picks the girl up in his arms.
"Right," he mutters to the boys as he rocks the child too soothe her. She latches onto him as Aemond continues, "have you lot retrieved what I asked you to?"
"No! They're truly lost!"
"They weren't in the drawers."
"Or the laundry."
"They're," poof sound, "gone for good!"
He hums, readjusting the girl in his arms to look at her, "well it seems no one will ride Vhagar today-"
OUTCRY.
"-and your sister and I," he turns to the boys once, "will busy ourselves with braiding."
She grins as she grips Aemond's cheeks in her tiny hand.
Aemond gives her a lopsided smile.
"Aemond," I call. My son, who had come to me in hopes we find his siblings, releases my hand runs off to the rest of his brothers. "I see it is you who have been entertaining my children."
"MUMMYYYYYYYYYYYY!"
A stampede of children run up to my skirt. The girl in Aemond's arms wrangle away from him. Once she is released, she runs up to me, flashing her teary eyes and pout.
"Oh my dear, what has-"
"Her flowers fell."
"HE ruined her braid."
"I did NOT!"
"You did!!"
"Boys, that's enough," I quip.
"Aemond and I will braid hairs!" my little girl mutters amidst the chaos of her brothers.
"Ah," I lean down to her and caress her face. I straighten up when Aemond circles around the kids to come up beside me. I give him a look before turning down to the small blondes, "children, have you been heckling Prince Aemond for a ride on Vhagar again?"
"NOOOOOOOOO!"
"Your father will not be happy to hear about this."
"We were only helping him look for your knickers, mummy."
Aemond's blood stills.
"What?"
"There is a knickers thief!"
"Aemond is trying to catch him."
I turn to Aemond who offers a stoic look. He clears his throat and eyes me intently when he says, "the matter has greatly distressed the servants and I have been alerted by it."
"We can't find your knickers anywhere!"
"Because I don't have knickers," I retort to my son, "I do not wear them."
Aemond gulps roughly.
The boys look up at me and one asks, "why?"
"Well, that is a question for your father," I dismiss, cocking my head to the side, "come along. It is time to feed the wolves."
The children cheer, falling into conversation about their direwolves. I turn to Aemond, who was rubbing his temples, stressed by the noise I suppose. I watch as my daughter comes up to him and grabs his hand.
"Aemond, if you still wish to indulge my daughter, you may take her up the chambers while the rest of us head to the wolf den."
"But I want to see the wolfies too, mummy!"
Aemond chuckles airily, shaking his head, "then off to the wolfies."
"But you clearly seem distressed-"
"I assure you, my princess," Aemond reaches his hand out to me. I place my hand in his. He presses a kiss at the back of my hand, "no distress is possible in your presence."
I snort, rolling my eyes. I pull away, "you are such a boy when you tease me."
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I have this. Extremely specific scenario. I like to pull off the daydream bookshelf quite a bit.
After Robbie kills Ivanov, everybody there still like. KNOWS WHERE HE LIVES. So I'm thinking some new motherfucker rises up and is like 'alright were gonna hit him where it hurts. protect future business ventures n' stuff' and sends someone to take Gabe as leverage. Lisa and Robbie have actually managed to TALK about things and once theyr'e on friendly terms again she is once again babysitting Gabe.
Anyway this mob guy shows up and attempts this kidnapping. Lisa manages to get the upperhand with a kitchen knife somehow and just. GOES HAM. LIKE. 'GETS ON TOP OF HIM AND STABS HIM TILL HES NOT MOVING ANYMORE AND THEN JUST A LITTLE EXTRA FOR GOOD MEASURE' GOES HAM. Naturally calls Robbie afterward because WHAT. This guy is clearly MOB AFFILIATED she has NO IDEA what will happen if she calls the police SO PLEASE JUST FUCKING GET HERE AND MAKE IT MAKE SENSE.
It's a complete and total clusterfuck all around. For EVERYONE.
Lisa is IN THE MIDDLE OF A CRISIS OK. SHES EARNED A LITTLE FREAK OUT. SHE JUST FUCKING KILLED SOMEONE. Jesus christ why didn't she stop after he was down why did she keep fucking going god what does that say ABOUT HER. Does she feel the right amount of bad about this? She doesent really REGRET it she just wanted to keep Gabe and herself safe. But did she really need to go that far why did she take it that far and SHE WAS READY TO DO IT AGAIN IF SOMEONE ELSE BAD WALKED THROUGH THE DOOR is something wrong with her? please dont let there be something really wrong with her shes tried so hard to be good shes tried SO hard please please she is. spiraling. bad.
Gabe is having... a fucking time of it. This is the second time in two months that someone has been killed right fucking in front of him. At least the first one he was only semi conscious for but still. @moosemonstrous helped develop two GLORIOUSLY, BEAUTIFULLY angsty directions this could go. 1. 'WOW the world is dangerous I'm so lucky that I have people who can protect me. Those guys must have really deserved it.' (bonus points if him and Lisa are still not on the best of terms but this like. endears her to him. jesus christ I love your brain moose thats so cutely fucked up). OR 2. he can go the self blaming route of 'This is the second guy to die. And he died because people were protecting me. Is this?? My fault?? Is there something wrong with me? if people keep getting hurt because of me maybe it would be better if I just wasn't around.' (<- ROBBIE GET YOUR BROTHER NOW.)
And Robbie. Jesus christ. His brain is being pulled in SO MANY DIFFERENT DIRECTIONS BY THIS. Eli is elated, naturally, 'OHHHOHOHOHO ROBBIEEEEE I KNEW YOU HAD TO HAVE GOOD TASTE IN SOMETHING OTHER THAN CARS! See!!? I TOLD you killing is a perfectly natural part of being a person! Look at all those stab wounds she CLEARLY had a good time!' Robbies part of the brain is going 'HOLY FUCK' and IMMEDIATELY jumps to problem solving. He needs to get rid of the body first and formost at least that shouldnt be too hard oh god getting rid of bodies is something hes GOOD at what the fuck. HOW MANY?? OF IVANOVS MOB?? KNOWS WHERE HE LIVES??? Oh fuck does he have to go kill them ALL ?? (<- que Eli doing backflips out of absolute joy at that possibility) Also, brother. You cant tell me. that demons don't have weird social structures and expressions of affection. And Robbie is like. HALF DEMON. AT LEAST. So this shit for him is at least a little bit like when a cat brings you a dead animal (SHE IS SHOWING!! THE LITTLE ONE!! HOW TO HUNT!! SHE KILLED FOR HIM!! FOR US!!). IT IS. CONFUSING. FUCKING CONFUSING AS ALL HELL FOR HIM!!
Idk man this is just the particular brand of clusterfuck that is like my own personal brand of heroin to quote one sparkly boy.
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Oh my God! I am very excited about your history with the frat! and I would like to see as much history on this topic as possible! and also to find out about the other hero drivers in this story, can you have a couple of interesting facts?
i haven't really gone too deep into the history side of things in terms of what drivers were members an such but i mean i could state the obvious ones for now and if anyone wants to chime in then feel free.
michael schumacher– i think he would've served as president at least once. and then he'd do a second term bc the chapter was convinced that they'd go downhill if he wasn't. he was sooo charismatic in his time, smooth with the ladies, but was always faithful and loyal to one. he'll always go down in history as a great brother, a legend, and someone who personified the chapter values well.
lewis hamilton– contrary to what most people would think, he never actually had any interest in serving on e-board. but he was nominated as e.vp (which he lost to another brother) and new member educator (which he got). he also served as a representative of the chapter at a lot of events as well as the connect between the chapter & the advisor/nationals. he is the reason the chapter became as diverse as it is, and he advocated for his brothers when he needed them. now, he's one of the chapter advisors, and serves as a kind of elc for the fraternity.
sebastian vettel– this man was fucking WILD. he was soooo michael's little (his last little because you know damn well michael had a whole lineage). he was a menace in his freshman year, a party animal, just a wildcard. but he aside from the fraternity, he was focused, motivated, and did so well academically. he chose to stay single for the most part until the spring of his third year, thats when he kind of settled down. he definitely served as president in his senior year, and before that was new member ed, and ritual chair. and now, he is the chapter's current advisor. shows up to meetings every now and again, and has to talk them out of crazy ideas.
kimi raikkonen– a legend. A LEGEND. i think no one thought he would ever go greek but he did. he joined for the vibes, stayed because of the friendship. and sebastian being a menace to him. still holds the record for the longest keg stand, there is a photo of the moment up in their house. he didn't have any interest in doing exec, or doing positions. but he showed up if he had the time, participated if he felt like it.
fernando alonoso– a menace from the moment he got his bid to the second he became alum. he was so competitive, and it think was arguable one of the reasons the chapter would get in trouble during his time as an active member. was an absolute rager and was down for just about everything. he was also a pain in michael's ass. he's also still an alum brother that shows up randomly and fucks with the new pledges. tell me im wrong.
jenson button– what a fucking stunnnerrr this guy was. a charmer in his own right, i'd say he was what daniel is now for the chapter. he was i think someone daniel really looked up to. and id go as far to say that jenson was daniel's big. it makes so much sense to me. jenson served as i. vp, and was also the sweetheart to multiple sororities. he was loved, and appreciated. but also so respected because he has shown and proven time and time again, that he is not a person to fuck with. also-- was definitely alongside fernando a couple times making trouble. another pain in michael's ass i think
mark webber– he was sooo active during his time– and i mean active. like he was taking every opportunity offered, every position open. he was an all around kind of guy, and super reliable. i think that he ran for president but lost, but still served on e-board anyways. i also think he was broody in some ways, and sebastian used to tease him about it all the time. i think joining the fraternity really pulled him out of his shell.
nico rosberg– everyone soooo called him britney as a pledge. i think nico was like mark in a sense where he was active in every aspect. also super competitive and did everything in his power to make sure that phi gamma theta got the w in every philanthropy event. and he got heeeeaaated if they lost. also a super charismatic guy, and i sooo see him as the kind of guy to keep his relationship super lowkey. like so lowkey you would never know he actually had a girlfriend unless you saw it with you're own eyes.
this is as far as my brain will take me but if yall got some lore to add, pls do!!!
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I ACCDITENTLY PUT MY NITARA HC OUT OF THE DRAFTS WHAT I DIDNT EVEN FINISHED WRITING 😭😭
dude this is what happens when you have shity internet Dx i know there was a option to edit but before i realize that i deleted the post 🔫 idc anymore i'm gonna write it again
how tf does this app work i'm sorry mutual who reposted my draftJDKS
ANYWAYS MY NITARA DELULU HC LETS GO
tw: death of a character, mentions of vomit
• Remember Kahil? You know the vampire who once was user of the datusha/kriss and bc of it's power he kill most of the Vaeternus, moments later he commits suicide trapping the sword with him?
Well lets put more emotional damage and say this was a relative to Nitara, maybe a brother why not
(i rewatched the Nitara intros and her mother also died damn, that's rough buddy)
they had a really strong bond, so Nitara was broken and devastated by his brother's tragic end, and after a long time of grief, this "revelation" as she would say, came to mind. From this time she tries so hard to save her so no Vaeternus could face the fate of death
And you know, "trying" is a strong word, the coven at this point are kinda tired of her all the time visiting them and bringing her failed ideas
The coven are like: "yeah yeah you know why don't you go and try to take over outworld or something" as a joke just to get rid of her.
And she did go to Outworld so..
• Now, her voice... It's not the best, it's so monotone and she doesnt realize it
But now i can't stop thinking about her with a valley girl accent, the way she would say the word "like" repetitively in one sentence is insane
There were times when Havik just rip of his own ears to not hear her, she talks a lot
She likes to do monologues, i feel like it's normal for Vaeternus to have this... Theatrical way of speaking, that goes on and on
Nitara does not know how to lie, if you dig enough she would accidentally say the truth or let out her plans without knowing
• At first the interactions Nitara has with Rain were harsh but later he starts to understand the big problem that the Vaeternus were living in, so maybe these two will be allies in the future??? Please??
Tho at this point she is trying to persue ppl to help her cause, whether it's from the good guys or the bad guys, and not even god itself wants to make a solution to help the Vaeternus yeah she's fucked
With the fictional dead family i create around her it makes a little bit of sense when she's trying to make Smoke a vampire too, Nitara sees herself since the guy also lost his mom and sister
or instead he sees her brother in Smoke, which is kinda creepy and dark but thats how my girl copes <33 /j
• The Vaeternus have a way to go to Earthrealm from centuries ago, this could mean that the vampires have more noledge of human traditions, slangs and even technology than Outworld does
This can also includes Earthrealm pop culture, influencing the way they dress or act, there could be Vaeternus who moved to Earthrealm permanently, hiding in the shadows
Imagine miss girl tries to make chitchat with Havik, Darrius and Sareena making a Earthrealm references and everyone just look at her like "wtf r u talkin about?"
This is chronically online comunicating with normal people
Nitara finds Earthrealm movies about vampires fascinating by the way of how they portrayed her kind, bc sometimes those movies are so wrong and sometimes they are so accurate its scary
She finds the "familiar" character to be very useful, she will have it in mind and maybe find one of those to help her look for food and other plans
• There was a time when the vaeternus didnt need blood to maintain their survival (idk if it was on Liu Kang or Geras intros) and there was were other things they could have feed on, but little by little vampirism began to be part of their nature that it was impossible to change their ways, condemning their own species.
Trying to get back to a normal diet probably would take another millenia
And if they eat or drink something no blood related i imagine them vomiting A LOT and with a horrible stomach pain, not the best moment for a vampire
• Her eyes glow in the dark
Once Nitara tried to sleep upside down bc she saw it in one of those movies, and she find it so comfortable??? It's kinda embarrasing for her but she keeps sleeping on that position from now on
She's a failure, she's a loser, and i think that's beautiful
Yeah i don't have more to say, also
WWDITS MENTIONED‼️‼️
Yeah that's it bye
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i had SUCH a strange experience last night and i think i shifted? i mean maybe? anyone who had a similar experience lmk pleaseee
ANYWAYS last night i was super fucking tired, and fell asleep immediately. no attempt, no thinking about my shiloh dr, nothing. and i had an extremely vivid dream. but it almost felt like, too vivid? it was in two parts:
the first was a regular vivid dream i believe. there was a girl (a shapeshifter, who was in the form of a man in the beginning) trying to get into my house. it was kinda scary tbh. once she was in, she changed to her regular girl form (she was sooo beautiful omg, she had long blonde hair and really blue eyes, and she was beautiful in like, a harsh way) and we were just?? hanging around in my house?? also some stuff happened but anyways we're gonna pass through that LMAOOO. when we were just chilling on my sofa she went outside and after a while i followed her and there were so many people just on my terrace? my brother appeared and apparently they were friends of his?? idk man. they left, including the girl. then my mum appeared and she was chatting with my brother and me. and thats it really? the end of the first part
the second part was slightly stranger. like, i lived in a big house and had servants and stuff? but it was still in the same area as my OR house for some reason. then the girl appeared (yes, again. i thought it weird too). we went for a walk around the mountain, arms linked, and we were just talking. she seemed softer this time, somehow. and i was telling her about shifting and dreams and stuff (i think i literally said: 'i know this is a dream, but i could come and find you sometime' - this might be paraphrasing). i don't remember much of what happened after that.
okay so i have NEVER had a lucid dream, at least not that i remember. i think that thats what it was? i felt conscious, moreso in the second part of the dream. i wasn't entirely sure it was a shift, since its hazy and not at all how i usually remember real memories. also it felt real but didn't, in a way, i wasnt as consious as i am now or how i usually am in reality. BUT, it just felt?? so real?? oh my god what an experience.
i'm writing this about a little after an hour after i woke up, o its still fresh lmao
i just have doubts about it being a lucid dream because there was no 'holy shit im in a dream' realisation, i was just happy to be with a pretty and nice girl (okay fine yes im a useless lesbian) and i just offhandedly said it.
CONCLUSION: im much more excited for shifting and i wanna finish my shiloh script asap
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new Avior vid spoilers! (also a LARGE fucking ramble under the cut)
OKAY.
take into consideration: this video likely takes place RIGHT AFTER the Inversion (which is to say, the first week of January, 2022). Avior has this weird ringing in his ear a couple of times, and thats fine, yknow? could be his body's way of reacting to the SHEER AMOUNTS OF TRAUMA HE JUST HAD HEEPED ON HIM, right?
BUT. but. at the END of the video, the ringing escalates into the same sound heard by Doc when Hush entered their mind to give them the "complicated answer" on what he is.
and when does THAT specific event take place?
JULY OF MOTHERFUCKING 2023 (supposedly. its never stated when Hush's first video takes place, unless its locked behind a patreon post. in which case i will be making a very big fool of myself).
so. what does that mean for our beloved sopping wet cat of a demon? does that mean he and Hush are linked, somehow? does he BECOME Hush? (god i hope not)
all this leaves us with is that sometime, in the future, something is gonna happen to Avior, and that something is gonna be linked to Hush (supposedly, given what little evidence we have so far)
ADDING ONTO THIS! Hush has mentioned that he has a brother, one who wants him dead. what if that brother is Avior?
think about it. Avior and Hush have one thing in common: they're connected to the Sovereigns in some way.
Avior and Starlight were tasked with bringing another Sovereign from Death to help E'laetum and Min'Ara bolster the Meridian. Hush, on the other hand, is tasked with FREEING the Sovereigns from Death. not one, ALL OF THEM. (and he conveniently doesnt mention what the Sovereigns plan to do when theyre out of Death)
if we were to compare these tasks, we can clearly see that theyre conflicting goals. Avior and Starlight want to free a singular Sovereign (supposedly) so that the Meridian doesnt fucking collapse and kill everyone on Elegy. Hush was MADE for the sole purpose of freeing ALL of the Sovereigns, supposedly to let them wreak havoc on Aria and Elegy once again. see? conflicting goals (also i feel like Avior would have a problem with Hush freeing the Sovereigns in general, so).
now, assuming that somewhere along the line, Avior and Hush become linked or whatever, it wouldnt be much of a stretch to say that Avior is Hush's brother. they have conflicting goals, and Hush is much stronger than Avior (made clear by the fact that he murdered two Articulates in cold blood. this is referencing when Hush says that he's stronger and faster than his brother).
circling back to the conflicting goals, Hush also says that his brother wants to kill him. he says that his brother is scared of him (because of how different he is), and thats why he wants Hush dead.
we ALSO know that Hush is a terrible interpreter of feelings, so, what if the fear that Hush's brother feels towards him isnt because hes scared OF him, but scared of what will happen if Hush manages to free the Sovereigns? because Hush's brother has a different goal than Hush? because Hush's brother is AVIOR?
idk im just word vomiting at this point. but hey, its just a theory– (im gonna stop myself here before i get cancelled)
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i care about this too much
hangman and roosters relationship follows, BEAT. FOR. BEAT. the ‘ex’s getting back together’ plotline i’ve seen in 100 other films about straight relationships.
the first scene, where hangman swaggers up to rooster, stands like five inches from his face, smirking the whole time while they insult eachother. they’re glancing at eachothers mouths, everyone around them is watching them like this interaction is nothing new.
rooster telling him he looks good as hangman plays pool veeery slowly and somehow antagonisingly. you can feel how much hes showing off. hangman leaves and pheonix goes up to rooster and says ‘he hasn’t changed’ and rooster is STILL just STARING in his direction and says ‘no he hasn’t (or something like that lol)
then their always making eye contact in the meetings, bantering while their flying then
omg THEN
roosters about to get into the plane and maybe never come home, and this SHOT i swear. it’s like, romantically coded cinematography but a canonically platonic relationship?? and it drives me CRAZY. the camera follows rooster as he walks, and hangman enters the shot and their still for a second.
they don’t. know what. to say. this could be a goodbye for all they know. the warm lighting, the eye contact, the tension, all of it.
then finally hangman SAVES HIS LIFE and they say the ‘you look good’ ‘i am good’ lines again. HE LITERALLY IS THE REASON that rooster is still ALIVE. rooster comes home safe, he gets off the plane, hugs EVERYONE ELSE except of the main character and RIGHT here
right here is where after 20 years of watching movies my brain has been trained to expect the love interest to appear and for the romantic subplot to resolve. (idk why how to train your dragon is all i can think of rn but do you remember at the end!?! its the SAME SCENE. hiccup is greeted by a crowd of secondary characters, he talks to them for a second, then the music changes, the crowd parts, and astrid comes up and they have their little ‘thats for everything else’ moment, anyway)
here is structurally where in every other movie the next person to talk to rooster would kiss him. and what do you know hangman arrives, everyone steps back, there’s this importance you can feel. the music changes, so does the tone. this isn't just another character, this interaction means something. god and the way they’re smiling at eachother it gets me everytime. but of course, like he considered going for the kiss but decided against it, hangman offers his hand for a handshake.
ALL of these scenes. ALL these interactions would have read as romantic if one of them, was a women. its crazy to me. they use the same cinematography, the same type of dialogue, the same direction that you would expect to be used for a romantic subplot, but use it for a platonic subplot.
a man and a women could interact once with the slightest amount of tension and people would without a second thought assume they’re love interests. these two were out here saving eachothers lives, having the most flirtatious interactions ive seen in ages, but no, they’re just really close friends.
EDIT/ADDITION: I’ve seen so many people say that rooster and pheonix were ‘clearly fucking’ or ‘clearly had history’ and you know what?? i totally see it!! so valid. plenty of tension. but if you think they had chemistry but rooster and hangman didn’t, the only difference between the two is that they’re the same gender. they had the same amount if. not. more chemistry/tension than either of them did with pheonix
oh also, another example of romantically coded techniques/tropes being used in apparently non-romantic plotlines is the tv show suits. its not every episode but mike and harvey have a bunch of scenes that would read as HEAVILY romantic if either of them was a girl (eg. harvey running in slow motion to stop mike from putting himself in danger was very ‘running through the airport’, but oohhh no they were ‘brothers’ )
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so happy to find someone as intense abt childe as i am. sending love mwah
THANK YOU!!! U TOO
(also i swear i wasnt intending for this to get so long sorry you provoked me HSJAKDKSIFI)
i havent known peace for so long i dont know what it is abt him but he just hacked my brain. its just... hes just a guy. hes everything. hes fucking unhinged hes going to torch celestia and ill kiss him on the mouth for it. hes a complete egomaniac taking massive pride in his own abilities yet somehow also so humble and amicable and easygoing most of the time that its jarring when juxtaposed with his status and ambition. hes a weapon and only finds thrill in the mayhem he sows and reaps. so supernaturally efficient at causing chaos everywhere the harbingers literally try to send him overseas just so he might be someone elses problem. hes so effective at his job its literally described as surgical precision but also working among schemers with no interest in scheming himself and sometimes that ends w him as the tricked one too despite him v much not being stupid. hes objectively a terrible person but with so little of that typical and boring villainous angst and malice to him. choosing violence everyday is simply what he does to stay on that crush and devour everything in his path speedrun any% sigma grindset. bro fishes. he watches and does public performances. he cooks he cleans he doesnt gaf about fitting the basic tropes ppl try to shove him into he has so many facets to himself and whats so wild is that none of them are lies. its all true to himself its all him he simply chooses to display those sides in different manners depending on the situation but its all genuine like Man. the bloodlust is no less authentic than his affection for his family (tho im sorry calling him a particularly good brother is... a stretch. his love for teucer is genuine but the way hes going abt it is incredibly selfish and unsustainable and highkey cruel like lil bro is getting trust issues for life. but selfish in a very human way that just makes him more interesting imo. but hes pretty shitty at it lets be real). theres so much to him its just. theres no one like him. he couldve been so tropey and basic but hes not hes everything. hes just a guy and thats the greatest fucking compliment i can give him hes just So Good.
like i had my big insanity era in 2021 the Initial phase so to speak then for like year n half ish got sorta alienated bc of the general pervasiveness and state of childes.... unsatisfactory fanon imo (still limits my interactions w most content like i Dont trust ppl to get him right and interesting and fun lmao) + lack of canon content + complicated irl reasons no need to elaborate but like the way i took him back Instantly once fontaine happened and its just been vindication after vindication and im so happy like. i was SAYING hed be a massive deal YEARS ago i called it i knew it i am being fed so fucking good. tho i do still worry a bit like Please do him justice. but like god im just so Happy to have this madness abt him infecting my brain again bc i was Genuinely feeling p conflicted and unsure abt stuff n whether hoyo was going anywhere w him and all. but like we are SO back oh my fucking god
anyway hoyo now release the abyssal alt. i Will go full send
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Hi purple. Sliding into your inbox once again. I just finished rewatching the entirety of kj and I think I need to sit down. Every single emotion I have ever felt back in 2017 is coming in full force like a slap to the face with a wet fish. Yes I mean ep51 specifically. I cannot. I cannot. I CANNOT. 7 YEARS LATER AND IM STILL OBSESSED WITH HOW MUCH JOKER AND HACHI CARE ABOUT EACH OTHER 😭😭 FOUND FAMILY BEFORE I EVEN KNEW WHAT WAS FOUND FAMILY 😭😭😭😭
THE TWO OF THEM MAKE ME SO ILL.... It's been years since I saw the scene again so now I'm looking through every line with fresh eyes and I and I and I 😭😭😭😭😭 I FORGOT HACHI RUSHES IN TO SAVE JOKER FIRST 😭😭😭 I FORGOT THE CALLBAVK TO EP1 I FORGOT HOW JOKER LITERALLY SPENDS HACHIS LAST MOMENTS TELLING HIM ABOUT ALL THE THINGS THEYLL DO AFTER THIS 😭😭😭😭 I FUXKING FORGOT "I COULDN'T MAKE A MIRACLE HAPPEN"................
I'm so normal about this I swear. I already went insane on my own post about this but I'm still not fucking over it. He couldn't make a miracle happen. Kaitou fucking joker. The fucking miracle maker. HE COULDN'T MAKE IT HAPPEN! HIS OWN FUCKING APPRENTICE! HIS LITTLE BROTHER! BLEEDING OUT IN HIS ARMS!!! A BULLET WENT THROUGH HIS FUCKING HEART AND HES HOLDING HIM TIGHT AND HE COULDNT DO ANYTHING TO SAVE HIM!!!!!!!!!!! THATS SO FUCKED UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Did his mind just go blank? Was he actually out of trump cards? Who the fuck knows! All he fucking knows is that hachi just took a fucking bullet tot the chest and now there's blood all over his fucking hands!!! What the fuck was he supposed to do!!!!!
(Hi purple. I'm so normal about this you can tell. It's midnight and I'm evidently supposed to be asleep. Enjoy your day. It's 2024 and I'm still analysing the same damn episode I obsessed over as an 11 year old. )
Oh dude I haven’t watched the series in it’s entirety in FOREVER but you’re so fucking right about that episode. The fact that Joker had to watch someone, that was essentially his little brother, die in his arms as he could do nothing but watch because he actually fucking failed. He literally lost the will to do anything other than grieve his loss because he couldn’t do fucking more to save someone—like, I am also absolutely normal about this even if I haven’t watched it in years…
I bet he actually blanked when Spade warned them, like he was hurt and tired and Hachi just moved on fucking instinct. 12 year old me was not ready emotionally and you are so right to be so normal rn 😭. The horror on their faces when they realized what happened, when Joker slowly turned to see Hachi’s body, he probably wished he could’ve done more in that moment…
God now I gotta watch that episode again…
(Also don’t mind me that I saw this ask last night but I was just eepy :), now I can’t english properly and am only running on memories and emotions that I can recall but you are so so fucking right about that episode. Probably what introduced into angst or hurt/comfort now that I think about it…)
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I am thinking. About Robbie purring. Again. (Adding a read more because my thoughts really started zoomin with this one godamn)
Thinking he just finished fighting a lot of people and is actually feeling a little satiated, a little more satisfied for the moment. He’s walking back to the car when he notices the sound of another engine but it’s far far more muffled, and sounds happier (?) than the hell chargers violent background drone. Then he realizes it’s actually him. And it’s. Weird. But he’s already on fire and has a leather suit instead of skin so why the fuck w o u l d n t he make weird rumbley noises ghost rider is weird already.
So he snuffs out and goes home to Gabe, who just figured out how to do some kind of math problem by himself and is so excited to show Robbie. And Robbie is just. So proud. Gabe asks him for a hug and OF COURSE he gives one. And things just seem kind of right for the moment. His more violent needs are actually sort of satisfied (for now), Eli has shut the fuck up for once in his life, and Gabe is happy and learning and. There it is again. He can feel it in his chest this time which is extra weird because he can feel his lungs and his heart and his entire godamn ribcage VIBRATING.
Robbie immediately shifts too PANIK because he’s supposed to be HUMAN right now and HUMAN PEOPLE can’t make that fucking NOISE. But it also just won’t stop and dear god is it getting LOUDER? Gabe is confused but just keeps hugging his brother until his breathing goes back to normal and he stops radiating heat like a damn furnace and all thats left is what has grown to be a very comforting sound.
I’d imagine Gabe kinda loves it. Partly for sensory purposes because cat purrs are proven to help calm people. But primarily because it’s an easier way to read his brother. Very easy to tell when someone is actually happy when they have a noise dedicated to it.
Robbie is freaking the fuck out and actually starts to question how human he actually is even when he isn’t burned up. Scars and weird eye colors are… fine. But what the f u c k. What if other stuff starts leaking through (I personally think other stuff already HAS and if you x-rayed him he would be weird as fuck) He tolerates this though because of Gabe. If there was any other instance where he started purring elsewhere he would be fucking mortified.
Eli is m a d. The godamn indecency of it Robbie, why did you make us come back so fucking w e i r d. Well obviously its your fault I’m the one who knows what I’m doing. We are not a fucking CAT- oh wait that’s a really nice knife, great polish very shiny you should buy it
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You Don’t Scare Me
I WANT LAMBERT TO BE COMFORTED AND CARED FOR GOD DAMN IT. THATS IT. THATS THE FIC.
Implied Lambert/Jaskier|Dandelion (and implied geraskier) as well as some family dynamic with the other wolves. Hurt/Comfort. 1,414 words. AO3
It was a shit day. A shit day at the end of a shit week, which was at the end of a shit month, which was at the end of a shit year, which was arguably at the end of a shit fucking life. It was all shit, and he was angry about it. anyone would be if they were in his shoes.
His brothers got everything. The fame, the respect, the women and men, everything. He had something once, someone. But he lost him as soon as he let him in.
It was the anniversary of Aidens death, and Lambert wasn’t handling it well. The first half of the day was spent in his room, destroying anything and everything he could get his hands on, and the second half of the day was spent throwing bombs into the lake while screaming. Or maybe crying. It was probably both if he was being honest with himself, which he was never going to be.
Now he felt like a shell. The only thing he felt all day was anger and grief, but now he felt nothing. It was late, around dinner or a little after that. His brothers and Jaskier were in the main hall probably drinking and laughing, unaware of his pain. They didn’t care. No one did.
At least, so he thought.
“There you are” a voice called to him from behind. a melodramatic voice that was unnaturally quiet, compared to the ballads he constantly belted out. Turning his head, Lambert saw the bard standing there, his hands clasped behind his straight back, his loud outfit especially offensive to his eyes in this dim lighting. He growled deep in his throat like a wild animal prepared to back up his bark with a bite. This only earned a roll of the bard's blue eyes.
“Hush now, Lamb.” He lightly scolded with a smile, making his way over without hesitance or fear. “There’s no need to act like that. Come and drink with me and your family, huh? You’ve been down all day.”
“What would you know?!” The witcher snapped, moving his shoulder away from the bard's open hand. “I have every right to be upset! You don’t know anything about me or what I’ve been through, so don’t fucking pretend that you do!”
The bard frowned, lowering his hand to his side as he looked up at the wolf. Lambert noticed that he didn’t smell of fear or disdain or even annoyance, but heartache.
“Lambert” Jaskier began, carefully stepping closer to the cornered wolf, not because he was afraid of being bitten but afraid he would scare lambert off. “Geralt... he told me what happened... he told everyone. Not Yen or Ciri obviously, but he told the people you... see the most often. The people who are here.” A blinding rage caused Lambert's vision to see red. How dare Geralt go behind his back to tell everyone of something so personal, something he trusted him with the knowledge of? He clenched his hands into fists, which caught Jaskiers attention.
“Don’t misunderstand!” Jaskier quickly added, putting his hands up in a stop position with an anxious smile. “He didn’t give any details or even names. He just told us that you had lost someone a couple of years ago to the day and that's why every time this date comes around you get... moody.” The bard winced at his own wording, probably aiming for something more gentle or poetic. The youngest witcher growled again before crossing his arms.
“So what? Are you here to mock me? Poke fun at me? Call me weak? Because I’m warning you now, I’m not in the fucking mood.”
“Gods no! Do I really come across as such a heartless bastard?” Jaskier exclaimed as he brought a hand up to his chest. Lambert couldn’t help the crooked smile that rose to his lips, which earned a huff and a muttered “Don’t answer that” from the bard. Rubbing a hand across his face, the younger man continued. “Lamb, I hate to see you like this, we all do. Just join us for a couple of pints, a few rounds of cards, whatever you want. We haven’t seen you all day and... we’re concerned.”
Lambert scoffed as he turned on his heel and began marching down the hall again. “Thank you but no thank you, I’m perfectly fine on my own, now get lost before I- Ack!” The man was stopped in his tracks when two arms suddenly wrapped around his torso, refusing to let go. He heard Jaskier coming up from behind him obviously, he just wasn’t expecting... that.
“You don’t scare me, you fucking asshole,” Jaskier said, his words muffled from Lambert's shirt. “You are coming to be with us and that's final. It’s not good to process grief alone. Please let us...” he trailed off for a moment, “... let me help you.”
Something about the way Jaskier sounded so genuine, the way the smell of compassion rolled off of him in waves, caused Lambert to suddenly stop his train of thought. Jaskier tightened his grip around the man's chest, fist curling around the front of his shirt.
“Please” was all Jaskier had to add before Lambert caved. He could feel his eyes sting but quickly brought his hands up to wipe stray tears before the bard was any the wiser. “Fine.”
He followed the bard into the main hall, where his brothers and Vesemir sat waiting with an extra mug of mead spiked with white gull for him. It seemed as though this was planned. Thankfully, no one forced him to say anything, no one even brought it up. It was only when he was good and drunk when Vesemir draped a thin blanket over his shivering form, did he break. He of course didn’t say anything about his and Aiden's relationship explicitly, but the looks he received as he was drunkenly ranting and raving about the Cat witchers food preferences told him that they knew.
He didn’t even realize he was crying until a good three seconds after he started smelling the salt. He cringed at that fact, as it only brought to light how inferior his reflexes were compared to his brothers.
Despite all that, no one condemned him. No one made him out to feel weak or pathetic, they only listened and offered comforting words. He was also pretty sure Geralt let him win at Gwent on purpose, but he was too happy about the fact he finally beat the white wolf to care.
When the hour was late, or rather early in the morning, it was only him, the bard, and the bard’s muse. Geralt and Jaskier exchanged looks that the youngest wolf couldn’t quite read, but after what seemed like a staring match Geralt stood up and patted Lambert on the shoulder before leaving to go to bed.
And then there were two.
“... do you want me to write a ballad about him?” Jaskier voiced gently.
“No... Yes. I mean- fuck, I don’t know.” Lambert slurred, staring at the bottom of his mug.
“You should head to bed. It’s late and you had a long day.” The bard smiled at him from across the table. Lambert's mouth and throat became dry. He had the realization that he didn’t want to be left alone just yet, but he knew the human was probably tired. He wasn’t sure how long humans should stay awake, he never had one to take care of as Geralt did, but he was pretty sure they weren’t supposed to stay awake as long as Jaskier had.
“Could you...” Lambert began, tripping over his tongue, “I mean, can you... I just... I don’t....” He could feel himself getting flustered as he watched Jaskier’s grin grow, his cornflower eyes filling with mirth. “Could you just... spend the night with me? Not to do anything! I just don’t...” He couldn’t bring himself to say it.
“Sure” was not the answer he was expecting. They walked to Lambert’s room in silence, and the wolf learned four things that night.
1. Jaskier slept in his briefs
2. Jaskier was surprisingly buff under all that puffy fabric
3. Jaskier’s feet were cold
and 4. He fell asleep much easier when he was accompanied by the gentle smell of chamomile.
Jaskier wasn’t an Aiden. He realized he still needed time to heal. Maybe next winter, however, he could ask Geralt how open the relationship was.
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