#so this bit while im living away from home makes it more possible

[thinkingthingsthrough]

would it be insane of me to try and go see ed sheeran twice in detroit next month after already seeing him in toronto this month

[taigabiter]

nsfw curly headcanons

whaddup mouthwash nation i don't normally make posts but i was sick in bed thinking abt curly all day n i got inspired by other ppl's hc posts on here ☺️ so im throwing my hat in the pile.. these are kinda disorganized but the first part is curly x long-distance reader (reader doesn't work on the tulpar), second half is more general stuff.

this post features; afab reader, cunnilingus, masturbation, various other things

when he's single it's pretty easy to get in his pants but it's embarrassingly easy for him to catch feelings for ppl he sleeps w. nd once that happens it's OVER he can't even Look at anybody else bro he is Dedicated

during hauls when he can't be with u it's rlly hard for him to get u out of his mind, esp when he's working bc there's no immediate outlet .. under normal circumstances he doesn't rlly masturbate that often, but when hes away from u it's a lot more common^^; just whenever he can get some privacy alone tbh. he prob does smth rlly lame like look at a picture of u while he does it LMFAOOOOAOA

he gets rlly pent up in the week or so before he gets home especially... once he finally gets home to u he can keep himself in check in public + around others, but once u two are alone at home he's all over u for basically the rest of the night DJFKG hope u dont have work the next day

100% service top no question. nothing turns him on more than your pleasure. he's fine w piv sex if that's what u want but honestly i think he rlly prefers to give oral/handjobs/etc. he'll make sure u cum at Least once before he gets any, especially!! when he's just got back from a haul. he likes to put off his own satisfaction as long as possible bc he tends to fall asleep after he cums but he doesnt want the night to end so quickly^^;

after hes finished getting u off he likes to hold u for awhile while u calm down.. n then he'll let u do whatever u like to him^^ i think he likes when u touch him the most, but really as long as you're enjoying it he's not too picky abt how u get him off

honestly he prob cums pretty fast bc he stays turned on for so long w/o stimulation, but he likes it when u edge him a little bit (not too much tho!)

i honestly don't think he's that much of a talker, esp while receiving. he gets too into it to form coherent words. u can try dirty talking him but u won't get much more than an enthusiastic nod or a whispered "yes" .. oh but he does love saying yes to you::3

THIS MAN WHIMPERS BTW. esp if u pull his hair while he's eating u out, it drives him crazy😭

very much an oral fixation kinda guy, he likes putting your fingers in his mouth, kissing, biting, licking, marking, anywhere he can get to but mainly ur neck/chest

SAYS I LOVE YOU DURING SEX IDC‼️ he melts if u say it too..

reaaaally really likes it when u take charge n tell him what to do, he'll follow ur every word

also into body worship, both receiving and giving. he works hard on his physique! tell him he's beautiful!! (he also thinks your body is perfect and will appreciate it at any opportunity ofc)

he is addictedddd to your voice n it's a big reason why he's so into pleasing you over himself, he lives to hear you whimper n gasp and moan for him. doesn't matter if ur loud or quiet, he loves ur voice bc it's yours

he also really likes to watch your expressions to see how he's doing, and because he thinks you look beautiful writhing under him, but!!!! he'd understand if u were a shy type who gets embarrassed easily, n he'd hide his face in ur neck or vice versa so he cant see u^^ he'd prob just verbally check on u a liiiiitle more often::3

[cutielando]

Heyy, im not sure if you're doing requests or socmed au's,,But if you are... I was wondering if you could do a socmed au with max verstappen in which he's secretly dating a nurse or a med student; where he likes meets her on vacation in croatia where she's studying; she sings in a klapa (a traditional acapella group) and he ends up at one of her performances, and there is like media coverage on how he was seen with an unknown girl,,, they keep their relationship secret until some gossip site gets pics of them together infront of the hospital with her in uniform and they soft launch after that

i know this is like a bit detailed, but i CAN NOT write for the sake of all that is holy

Anyways... Absolutely LOVE your writing❤

loving a nurse | max verstappen

synopsis: in which your summer love blossoms

pairing: max verstappen x nurse!reader

my masterlist

Instagram

liked by yourbff, yourbrother and 391 others

yourusername a little time away from the hospital🦋

📍Split, Croatia

view all 16 comments

yourbff i forgot what time off felt like😩

yourusername you and me both😭

yourbrother what's with that swimsuit????😯

yourusername i don't know what you mean

yourbrother you make it so hard to be nice to you

yourusername i know, but you love me regardless

friend1 you look so good!!!❤️ hope you enjoy your vacation!!

yourusername thank you babe!!!❤️

friend2 how does it feel to finally breathe outside of the hospital 🥲🥲

yourusername i kinda miss it, to be honest 😂

yourbff don’t listen to her, she’s drowning in mimosas

yourusername don’t out me

liked by landonorris, alex_albon and 483,175 others

maxverstappen1 summer break has never felt so good

📍Split, Croatia

view all 78,174 comments

landonorris i bet you're enjoying it more than we are ;)

maxverstappen1 shut your mouth

landonorris don't hate me for speaking the truth

maxverstappen1 shut up

alex_albon getting some extra sun in there, maxie boy

maxverstappen1 you're a menace💀

alex_albon i’m speaking the truth 👍🏻

redbullracing hope you have a wonderful break, champ!❤️ you deserve it!! liked by maxverstappen1

user1 he looks so good, Jesus😩😩

user2 why are lando and alex teasing him in the comments???😭

user3 they're probably just trying to embarrass him because he never posts topless pics or something lol

user2 or maybe he met someone while in Croatia??

user3 possible, yeah

georgerussell63 I see you've taken a page from my book on that first photo there ;)

maxverstappen1 i have to learn from the very best😂😂

georgerussell63 you’re doing good for your first time

charles_leclerc where did you disappear last night?

maxverstappen1 i didn’t?

charles_leclerc bro, nobody could find you for hours

landonorris he was up to no good, charlie :))

maxverstappen1 i’ll block you

user4 i wanna live his life so badly 😭😭

user5 same🥲imagine being him

user6 he’s glowing ever since he ended it with Kelly

user4 that bitch was milking the life out of him. he seems to be doing well now

liked by formula1wags, racingforever and 12,184 others

formula1gossip Max Verstappen was spotted at a klapa music night last night in Croatia where he's currently on vacation. Moreso, he was spotted having dinner with one of the members of the group. Is there something going on in the World Champion's love life, so far away from home?

view all 724 comments

user1 MAX???

user2 this is the most Max thing he could ever do

user3 kinda wish this was true, he needs someone after the whole Kelly drama

formula1wags detective mode activated

user4 doing God's work, thank you admin

charles_leclerc so that’s where he was

user5 hahahahaha CHARLES

liked by maxverstappen1, yourbff and 415 others

yourusername back to work 🩺

view all 20 comments

maxverstappen1 nobody can pull off wearing scrubs like you do🫶🏻

yourusername staaaaawp

yourusername who gave you permission to be this sweet???😭

yourbff what about me?

maxverstappen1 i only have eyes for Y/N

yourusername atta boy 😊

yourbrother i don’t like all of this flirting in the comments 😒

yourusername okay

yourbrother did you hear what i said??

yourusername no, i read it

yourbrother stop being a smartass

yourusername never 😋😋

charles_leclerc glad to see the mystery girl has a name

maxverstappen1 stay away

charles_leclerc calm down

yourusername baby, be nice

charles_leclerc yes baby, be nice

liked by formula1wags, maxiesbaby and 11,482 others

formula1gossipp Is Max Verstappen off the market? The reigning F1 champion was seen outside the hospital getting cozy with a nurse. We can confirm Max was NOT a patient at the hospital, seemingly only spending a few minutes with her before he departed and she rushed back into the emergency room. Is our World Champion officially a taken man?

view all 572 comments

user1 no way he bagged a nurse😂

user2 even though this is an incredible invasion of his privacy, if this is true then i'm so happy for him🙏🏻

user3 i hope they're together, whoever she is☺️

user4 finally, we're free of kelly

user5 i honestly thought he wouldn’t get away from her 🥲🥲

iMessage

maxie💙

i'm sorry..

y/n🩷

?????

what happened?

maxie💙

there were some paparazzi at the hospital last night, they took some pictures of us and posted them online

they can't see your face

but they definitely know it was me

y/n🩷

babe

it's okay

it was bound to happen eventually

maxie💙

i don't want you to lose your privacy because of me

you need to focus on your studies

not deal with this

y/n🩷

babe

i knew what i was getting myself into when we started dating

i'm almost finished with my studies

nobody is distracting me from anything

don't worry, i'm good

maxie💙

so we can tell the world about us?

y/n🩷

if you want, then yes

maxie💙

i want everyone to know i have the hottest and smartest girl😮‍💨

y/n🩷

you’re making me blush

baby

i miss you so much

i can’t wait to join you 😭

maxie💙

not more than me

i’m counting down the days until i see you 💙

Instagram

liked by yourusername, landonorris and 2,194,573 others

maxverstappen1 yes, the rumors are true. i have a girlfriend, and she is indeed a nurse at the local hospital in Croatia. we decided to keep the relationship to ourselves because i didn't want her privacy taken away from her, or her focus shifted from her studies. i wish we could have had the opportunity of announcing this on our own terms, but the paparazzi got the best of us this time. i urge you all to be respectful towards her, any hate towards her will absolutely not be tolerated by me or anyone from my team. i hope you will come to love and respect her as much as i do

comments on this post have been disabled

comments and re-blogs help us grow!

much appreciated!!

REQUEST HERE

[cal-flakes]

╰┈➤ rafe picking up his drunk girlfriend

warnings: swearing. alcohol, underage drinking.

summary: much to rafe’s dismay, his girlfriend had always been close with the pogues, drinking with them, fishing with them and so on. one particular night, y/n gets a bit too drunk and rafe has to pick her up.

the fire crackled away infront of them as the group chattered amongst themselves, empty beer bottles scattered around behind them. jj and y/n drowned out the others in a drunken attempt to sing some sort of old song, neither knowing the correct words. taking notice of this, the others broke out in hysterics, however this only further egged them on.

y/n sang, or slurred as her friends might say, at the top of her lungs, beginning to twirl around the fire they had made out of rotten wood and pizza boxes. making her way around her friends, she reached out to pope, determined to make him get up and dance.

“you’re wasted y/n, you should sit down” kie called from her place on a tree stump. turning her head, y/n’s face contorted. “you’re wasted y/n, sit down” she mimicked her friend. nevertheless, it was a fact. the pogues knew y/n couldn’t really handle alcohol, it was only in the last few months that she had decided to come out of her shell a bit more. she’d spent the majority of her life sticking to rules, doing as she was told. that was until her close friends from school had convinced her to live out her teenage years in style.

“i-i am not drubk, ‘m having f-fun kie” y/n mumbled, yet the hiccups interrupting her words said otherwise. her friends chuckled at this, allowing her to go on for a little longer. that is until she let out a small scream.

their heads snapped quickly to where y/n was, they would’ve thought she’d disappeared into thin air if it wasn’t for her drunken cries coming from the other side of a large fallen tree. john b, pope and kie jumped out of their places around the fire, attending to their lightweight friend as quickly as possible. jj on the other hand, was also too shitfaced to even realise she’d taken a tumble.

“y/n are you okay?” pope asked, poking his head over the tree to take in the sight of his friend flat on her back, sprawled out on the floor. despite the flowing tears, she managed a thumbs up. “c’mon y/n, that’s two fights you’ve lost with a tree now, when are you gonna learn?” john b mocked while reaching down to help her up.

kie stepped over the tree, also helping y/n up off the floor as she lolled about like deadweight. pope and john b shared a knowing glance as they all pulled y/n back up. once she was up, kiara helped feed her some water, hopefully sobering her up a bit before she went home.

“you know what we’re gonna have to do right? john b?” pope whispered as they stepped away from the girls. to this, john b let out a deep sigh, knowing exactly what they were gonna have to do. “yeah i know” john b grumbled. “who’s gonna do it though? im not, i did it last time.” pope protested quickly.

both boys glanced over to kie, she quickly shook her head however, already knowing what they were going to ask. “no, no way. you can do it this time john b, he almost bit my head off last time i spoke to him.” before john b had anytime to argue, kiara had tossed y/n’s unlocked phone into his hands, looking at him expectantly.

pacing around the fire, john b reluctantly tapped the screen a few times before holding the phone up to his ear and letting it ring. after a few tries, the recipient finally answered the call. “hey baby, you okay?” a raspy voice called out through the phone, earning a small chuckle from pope as he overheard.

“hey rafe..um, it’s john b” he mumbled, knowing how this was going to go. “why the fuck do you have y/n’s phone?” rafe sneered, blood boiling at all the possible situations running through his head. “yeah, i- um, i think you need to come pick her up, she’s a bit wasted and she’s hurt herself.”

overhearing this, y/n’s face contorted, her mind clearing for a second as she realised what was going on. “are you telling my fucking boyfriend on me john b?” she slurred, her voice loud enough for rafe to hear. before john b could get another word in, rafe put the phone down on him. “asshole” he muttered, already dreading rafe’s arrival.

fifteen minutes go by and y/n had been in a huff every single second, she knew rafe would jump at the chance to argue with her friends, so john b calling him to come get her was not the most intelligent idea.

the pogue’s heads turn at the sound of a car engine pulling up not to far from them. sharing looks as they heard a car door slam. y/n jumped at the sound, the dreading feeling gone as excitement to see her baby took over. the leaves behind her rustled and she leaped from the camping chair, just about falling into rafe’s arms. “hiiii babyyy” y/n sang as he helped her back up, stabling her. sparing his angel a quick smile, he turned to narrow his eyes at her friends.

“what the fuck did you give her!” rafe bellowed, waking jj from his wasted slumber. the blonde boy stood up, stalking over to rafe, well..trying to atleast. “who the fuck do you think you are cameron? talking to us like that?” jj growled through gritted teeth, chest heaving. rafe chuckled to himself lowly, squaring up as he did. “you’re fucking lucky she’s here maybank, or i’d have already punched your face into the ground” he retorted.

pope and john b had situated themselves in the middle before jj could lunge at him. “heyyy! h-hey! stop it! you guys gotta accept that i love you bothhhh! your my b-boyfriend and these g-guys are my besties!” y/n sang from besides rafe, throwing an arm around both rafe and jj. attempting to de-escalate the situation.

rafe’s nostrils flared as he took a step back, throwing a glare in the pogue’s direction before leading his girlfriend away. “bye guys! see you so-ooon!” she yelled while following rafe to the car.

stepping into the drivers side, rafe gathered himself for a second, not wanting to lash out at her for something so small. releasing a harsh breath, he turned to her, intent on lecturing her about drinking so much when his eyes met her puppy dog gaze. his thought out words suddenly crumbled away. sighing, he intertwined his free hand with hers and placed a soft kiss on her knuckles. “seatbelt” rafe ordered, his tone teetering on harsh. “yes sir!” she giggled before doing what he asked.

as they drove, rafe felt the anger in his veins dissipating as she leaned her head on his shoulder. “rafe?” she mumbled. humming in response, he glanced at her before turning back to the road. “do you think you could make me a sandwich when we get back? pretty pleaseeee” y/n pleaded, half expecting him to say no.

“of course baby, anything for you”

[mikanotes]

happy sweet home season 2 release everyone!!! i just watched the final ep and started screaming. here’s something quick! greetings from, lee eunhyuk x gn!reader, warning sweet home season 2 spoilers possibly ooc eunhyuk im trying to decide how different he shld be, mentions of scars. cheers

“Took you long enough.”

Eunhyuk scoffs silently, hands buttoning up a white shirt over his figure. Unharmed. Clean. Possibly unstoppable, now. His gaze is on his own reflection but his focus is on you, sitting nearby with your back towards him.

“Mm.” he hums, a small smile pulling at his lips. “Did you miss me?” he asks, something like a teasing tone to his voice.

You turn to look at him through the mirror and he raises his eyebrows. You roll your eyes and turn back. “No.”

Eunhyuk smirks a little at that. He tugs at his collar to make sure his shirt looks fine, out of habit, then heaves a deep sigh and turns around. He walks over to the couch you’re sitting on and sits at your side, eyes on the book in your hands.

“Is that why you kept things for me?”

Clothes. A pair of glasses. Books he used to read during your time at Green Home.

“Who said they were for you?”

Eunhyuk is dead. Anyone from Green Home would have agreed with this statement. This fact. But you refused to believe it. Parting ways with the rest of the survivors you knew (as well as the only other person who shared your feelings on this matter), avoiding the military and living in isolation, you had decided to try and make living bearable. Settling in an old apartment in a small building near the river. With enough practice from before, you had traps settled around the place and at least one or two weapons.

You used to stay at the shelter at the stadium, but hated all about it. It was much too many people and too much change all at once. No matter how organized it was, you couldn’t find it in yourself to stay. So you left, and made your own home.

Maybe it was luck that you came back to check on Green Home a day after Eunhyuk came back.

(Maybe it was meant to be.)

“How long have you been living here?” he asks quietly. He watches your eyes scan the page on your book, watches the twitch of your lips when you hum in thought, watches every detail that he missed during this time. Time passes weirdly in the state he was in, and a lot changes. A lot doesn’t. Like feelings. “I missed you.”

You turn to look at him and he tilts his head. His expression is serious and his voice is as steady as it always is.

“Thank god, you survived.”

You stare at him for a while, silent, before looking away. “You didn’t even give me time to answer.” you sigh. “It’s been ten months here. I spent two at a shelter before I got sick of it.”

“Was it bad?”

“Terrible.” you say, “I’m sorry I left Eunyu there. She can handle herself well enough, though.”

Eunhyuk sighs at that. That’s a whole other problem. At least she’s alright. “I’ll find her eventually.” he nods to himself, gaze on the floor. “I have a lot of people to find, anyways.”

“You’re so strange.” you comment, suddenly closing your book and shifting your whole attention to him. Eunhyuk does the same in turn, gaze focused on yours.

“As in?”

“You’ve changed.”

Eunhyuk blinks slowly, before narrowing his eyes. You’re not wrong. But not right either.

“You too.”

You reach your hand to his face and hold the side of it gently. He tilts his head slightly into your palm, not breaking eye contact. It was worth waiting, even if just to see you again. Your eyes are colder and your skin gained a few more scars. He’s mildly annoyed he couldn’t keep away anything that hurt you, though he knows it simply wasn’t possible. He could direct his anger towards the other people that were with you.

But humans are just so… weak. How could anyone ever count on them?

“In any case, you don’t have to worry anymore.” he says, sounding almost cold. “Not even a little bit.”

He’s here, now, and he intends to make sure you won’t have to change more than you already have because of this hellish world.

[funkbun]

i always like to ask ppl with inspekchin - how do you think they first met? everyone's got such interesting takes on their early days so im curious what you think!

GRINNING EVILLY. I’ve got a whole like…. possible comic or fic idea thing for their first meeting because thinking about these two pre-godhood makes me feel crazy and ill.

I think they met one another as young adults (Capo was liike 23 while Hector was 27). Hector was still on his own, in the early planning stages when coming up with the Bizzyboys, while Capochin just ran away from a really rough living situation, having been abandoned by literally everyone in his life, and is really Going Through It Miserably. They’re both pretty lonely and isolated guys, so it’s kinda wild how they managed to come across one another back then.

Sooo the scene here, it’s raining pretty bad in a central Drain city with the possibility of flooding occurring. Capochin’s by himself in an alleyway, not exactly passed out but he’s lying against a wall with not an ounce of energy within him. Hector happens to be passing by (the reason? I dunno yet, maybe he’s trying to see if there’s anyone he could help out in this storm) and spots Capochin. He freaks out a bit at first, like “Oh my god is that a dead body…..”, and goes over to Capochin trying to see if he could do anything to help him out. It takes Capo a while to actually acknowledge Hector’s presence, they chat a bit, and they relate to one another a bit, being two lonely guys who feel like outcasts in the Drain (Capochin believing that no matter what he does, there’s no way he could truly fit in among other Drainfolk due to many of his own personal self-doubts and issues, and Hector also feeling similarly, but viewing that more as him being special and needing to prove to everyone that he’s worthy enough of that type of thing, among a number of other things).

Hector then offers to take Capochin in to help him out, since Capochin doesn’t seem to have anywhere he can go at the moment. While Capo’s kind of an asshole to Hector at first, he understands deep down that this is a chance for him to actually improve his own life. This tall, weirdly friendly guy, who somewhat understands what he’s going through is opening a door for that improvement. Also if he stayed out there in the alley for any longer there’s a non-zero chance he could get swept up in a storm and straight up die.

So now Capochin is in Hector’s apartment and is being taken care of. Hector’s apartment isn’t anything too fancy, but to Capo it already feels much more livable compared to his past home, even if it was larger and technically more impressive. Once it all really sets in for Capo he feels extremely confused but unbelievably lucky about the whole thing lmao. Like wow, somehow someway he managed to have his life saved by this complete stranger. Was this a smart idea? Who knows (lol) who knows, but at the moment he feels real fuckin fortunate.

Soooo yea after a few months, the two of them are practically inseparable now and are roommates! Yay! I hope nothing bad happens to these guys!

[wlwsoccerfics]

Diagnosis(LucyBronzeXSamKerrXReader)

A/N: i did a few Changes from the request but i hope you like it. This is my Personal experience. Doesn't have to be like that for someone else.

Warnings: Reader has Autism and ADHD. Talk about Foster care, drugs and bullying.

Summary: you Play for Chelsea with Lucy and she becomes very protective of you. Realizing you and her are similiar in certain behaviors. When you go on a national break with the Matildas Sam has to call Lucy for advice.

You are 15 years old. So really Young. But still very talented. You even made it onto the Chelsea Senior Team and just got your first call Up for Matildas Camp.

It wasn't long until Lucy became protective of you and you moved in with her. Given that you didn't have any parents. Growing up in the system. She was fostering you and planned to adopt you. You were quite thankful that Lucy had a fostering license and wanted to be your Mom. Ona was also being supportive. Not sure about adopting you with Lucy ,but she was being like a cool aunt at the Moment which was fine with you. She was living in Barcelona still. Which is why she wasn't sure this would work. But a move to England was coming up this Summer so that's when she would make a decision.

Currently you were trying to get ready for bed. But your mind wouldn't let you rest. Especially not cause you weren't done with listening to your favorite song three times before brushing your teeth. But you were really frustrated right now, given the fact that you were late with your schedule. You had a routine you like to keep up with. It wasn't always possible when you had Game days and stuff but you enjoyed when things go as planned. That's why you plan in the first place. You and Lucy had hit Traffic,which meant you weren't able to walk Narla on time. That was upsetting you.

This also made Lucy think that you had alot of traits and behaviors that were similiar to hers. Feeling most free on the pitch cause that was your Element and football was your Life.

"y/n, it's late, you have online classes in the morning. Are you getting ready for bed right now?" Lucy asked from downstairs.

"soon..." You just replied, sighing softly because you didn't like being interrupted while listening to your favorite song. You became more and more frustrated with the day. Lucy made a mental note to talk to you about getting tested for adhd and Autism before national camp was starting and you would be away from home next week. By the stressed out tone in your voice Lucy knew not to talk to you more at this very moment. She was aware that you had to focus on something right now. So she didn't mess up your routine. It was a learning process for her as well.

It was almost midnight when you finally managed to get into bed. And took you another hour and fifty minutes to fall asleep.

The next morning you were up at 4:35am. Taking a quick shower. Having coffee and then turning on your favorite Anime. You still had like 3 hours left before online classes and 7 hours left before Football practice.

Around 5:30 am you heard Lucy wake up. She got ready for the day as well. Joining you on the couch after a quick shower.

"morning kiddo!" Lucy stated. Smiling softly at you. You lean your head against her shoulder.

"morning Lucy." You replied with a small smile.

"how did you sleep?" She asked, even though she was awake as well most of the night so she had heard you walking around in your room.

"we both know i didn't really sleep much and was up most of the night. Cause i heard you being up as well." You answered. Lucy chuckled a bit, but also looked more and more sure that she was on the right track with thinking you might be autistic and have adhd.

"okay, valid Point!" Lucy admitted.

"you look like you want to discuss something." You stated.

"busted. I do want to talk to you about something really important!" Lucy let you know.

"Go ahead!" You replied and offered her a small smile.

"i came to realize that you have alot in Common with me. And i am not just talking about how you Play football." Lucy explained. You just nodded your head softly.

"can you hurry this up, please? My anxiety is through the roof right now!" You admitted. Biting down on your bottom lip. Letting out a small sigh. "Sorry." You added on.

"it's okay. I think you might be autistic or have adhd as well, maybe even both." She explained.

"so i should get tested? I have thought about this as well If i am honest!" You said.

"this Is exactly what i wanted to talk to you about. I can make you an appointment. Hopefully figure this out before you go to national camp." Lucy stated.

You agreed and she made an appointment for you while you had online classes. Later that day you had practice before a game against Manchester City tomorrow night. Before that Game you would be able to go get tested for adhd and Autism. Something you were nervous about but you also wanted to know.

At the appointment you had to answer questions about what you would do in certain situations, talked about Rituals and things like that. The appointment took around three hours. Such a long time. Which did clash with your Rituals before a game. But it also confirmed that you indeed had both. Just like Lucy.

Lucy made a mental note to talk to Sam about it, since you would be going to Matildas Camp with her. And she wanted her to know about it. Maybe even be able to help you with your routine.

The final Game before your national break was on. You were starting. Together with Lucy & Sam. It was the second half of the Game. It was 0-0 right now but not for long. You were around 20 meters away from the Goal but saw the keeper was out of the Goal, so you used the opportunity and just kicked the ball, hard but with precision. And it went into the back of the net. 1-0 in Minute 87. Your Team celebrating you. Thankfully you managed to keep that score on your side and the Game ended.

Half an hour later after celebrating with the Fans, taking pictures and giving away your shirt you were back in the changing room now. You were about to take a shower when Lucy pulled you aside to let you know she will tell Sam about your diagnosis so she can keep an eye on you for her in Australia.

You arrived at Camp Yesterday. Three days ago there were some comments on the Internet that somehow knew about your diagnosis. You had no idea how the word got out but it did. Alot of people showing their support but then there were comments like:

'always knew something was wrong with her'

'so that's why she is so weird during interviews'

'she doesn't belong on the pitch'

'probably why she grew up in the system.'

'what a freak.'

During a water break at practice you look at your phone seeing more comments like that. You drop your water bottle and ran away.

"y/n!" Steph yelled after you. Kyra and Sam tried to run after you. But you were too fast.

"someone call Lucy!" Caitlin yelled out.

"i will call her." Sam stated and walked back to her bag and pulled out her phone. Kyra checking social media, because it was obviously something on your Phone that had upset you. Thanks to Google she had found what she was looking for. Showing it to Sam who was dealing Lucys number.

"that's bad." Sam said and frowned softly.

"it really is." Everyone agreed.

"Sam? What's wrong?" Lucy asked right away. Having a bad feeling.

"uh, we lost your Kid!" Sam stated.

"you did what?!what the hell happened?!" Lucy yelled into the Phone so Sam had to hold it away from her ear.

"technically she ran away. And we think we know why. Kyra found pretty nasty comments about Y/n being diagnosed and the newest ones are talking about she being yours and Chelseas charity Project! Among other nasty comments like her parents probably giving her away cause they knew about her having Autism and ADHD." Sam explained. This was of course not true. Your birth parents both were drug addicts. To the start of your Life was really rough.

"that's not okay and not true at all. She is my kid. No matter what. Those people are cruel and hateful." Lucy answered. She was angry with the people who were mean to you.

"we all know this and so does y/n. She is probably just shocked or overwhelmed." Sam admitted. "Kyra tried calling her but she won't pick up." She added.

"is there a lake nearby? She likes to sit there when she is overwhelmed." Lucy explained.

"there is! I will see If i can find her and talk to her. Gonna let you know what's going on soon!" Sam said.

"yes please." Lucy stated.

Sam went to look for you with the help of Mini and Steph. Turned out Lucy was right. You indeed sat at the nearby lake.

"y/n, hey..." Sam said softly, sitting down next to you. Mini did the same so you sat in the middle of them.

"hey...sorry for running away." You answered.

"it's okay. We saw the comments. Kyra found them." Mini explained.

"oh." Was all you said.

"they aren't true, though." Sam told you. You looked away for a bit. Trying to collect your thoughts before you spoke up again. Saying that you deep down knew about them not being true but you often struggled with being in your head alot.

Mini and Sam walked to the Hotel with you and you called Lucy.

"kiddo, hey. Glad to see you." Lucy said softly.

"glad to see you too. I heard you knew what happened." You stated.

"i did. Those comments are a lie. You are my daughter no matter what. Not a charity Project. I Love you, Kid." She told you.

"i Love you too,Mom." You answered. This was the first time you called her that. You noticed her tearing up.

"aww y/n." She said softly.

"are you crying?" You asked.

"No i got something in my eye!" She stated and smiled gently. You talked for almost an hour before you had to get back with the team. Cause tomorrow you would start in your first game. But you also looked forward to getting back to England and see Lucy again.

[moonshynecybin]

@tartquez here with a mermaid Marc au question but only if you want to! ✨

After he does his deal with the devil to turn his tail into legs in exchange for his voice, are there any particular shenanigans you think (mute bambi-legged) Marc would get up to?

scream if we ARE doing the full little mermaid with mute marc, he would SO annoyed that he cant talk everyone around him's damn ear off omg... hm i like him talking/being irritating…. im gonna let him keep his voice. for this the witch fucks up his arm or smth.

so marc gets his legs (wildly traumatic experience), passes the fuck out on a piece of floating decrepit driftwood like that first scene in pirates of the caribbean, and gets rescued by vale's crew (cele sulking moodily in the crows nest like uh GUYS? when he spots marc. who is of course naked and gleaming in the sun like a piece of gold.) and the academy boys pull marc's body limp from the sea, and when marc wakes up it is to the loose shirt and rakishly raised brow of the famous captain valentino rossi... literally like THE guy who he got legs for (in all universes marc starts doing dangerous stuff bc he sees vale doing it when he was younger and falls head over ass in love w him lol)… and he has to think up a cover story QUICK

of course as we know, vale is the most curious man alive. so when this hot (weirdly familiar.....) mystery man is deposited on the deck of his ship two weeks away from any land with no clothes, no nearby ship wreckage to explain his presence, and seemingly no memory whatsoever, hes like okay. you can hang for a bit until i figure you out. at least until we get to land— but you also have to make yourself useful :) (in my head he’s so charming about this offensive even if he’s like. implicitly threatening marc a little lol) and marc gets bored easily so i think he folds himself into the crew p fast after that… there are scenes of immediate flirting (marc comma shameless and BOLD. hasn’t really figured out the clothes thing). there are scenes of marc not knowing how to use a fork because he is used to using his sharp teeth and nails to simply rend sushi to shreds. there are scenes where pecco and luca pull out their fiddle and flute for the crew at the end of a long day of raids and the marc stares at them like hes under a spell because they dont have that kind of music under the sea. there are scenes of marc being deathly afraid of the ocean because he cant swim now (thrown in as a prank and vale rescues him ? perhaps ?). there are scenes of marc being surprisingly, viciously good at sword fighting (makes vale even MORE suspicious... like okay he is definitely not a two bit merchant deckhand lol) and them shirtless and sweaty in the hot sun spending hours trying to get one over on each other. marc staring at fire like hes never seen it before. him and celestino pranking crewmembers. an ache in his chest when he thinks about alex. counting his toes because they’re WEIRD and learning how to PEE and learning how to JACK OFF. and most off all falling harder and faster than he thought possible and vice versa... truly nothing vale likes more than a surprising little puzzle who is obsessed w him, even while theres a voice niggling in the back of his head that the alien way marc cocks his head and stares rings more like a shark than an amnesiac sailor...

UNFORTUNATELYYYYY for vale and marc, part of the reason marc excels at sword fighting is because marc IS the prince of the mermen or whatever the fuck. and his spell has a two week time limit to find true love before his arm (getting weaker every day) is permanently FUCKED (really bad when you live in the ocean or simply lead the kind of life marc marquez does) and he has to slink back home to papa marquez and all the boring, safe trappings of being royalty (PAUSE: santi is sebastian. thank u). so alex shows up trying to bring him back, but marc doesnt want to go (starts 2 become guilty about foisting this on alex) and cant swim like this anyways (scar on his arm getting bigger comma. new legs), and then vale CATCHES THEMMMM talking late at night when everyone else is in bed and he remembers all the stories about sailors being dragged to their deaths (true. lol) and remembers the glittering flicker of marc's tail after he pulled him from the sea twenty years ago and all of his suspicions at marc’s ability at violence. and then its a huge fucking mess.

[goddessofroyalty]

CHILDHOOD FRIENDS JAYVIK!!CHILDHOOD FRIENDS JAYVIK!! CHILDHOOD FRIENDS JAYVIK!!

I saw some cool art and now its your problem!!

(Not really, i hope im not bothering you)

By some circunstances baby Jace post show storm ends up in the last drop. Maybe he was kidnapped, maybe he got lost, you choose.

Zaundads have to take care of him while the find out how to send him home.

He and Viktor become best friends and promise to meet again in the academy.

Years later they meet again, Viktor isnt sure he will remember him but this himbo just screams "VIKTOR!" and hugs him in front of everyone because he doesn't give a single fuck.

He tells him about his hextech odea much earlier and they go to Silco. Jayce is still a bit scared but this was the guy who saved his ass when he was a child. Much to Silco's dismay.

Vander juat laugh in the background until Jayvik start helping her with her inventions...

(Never bothering me when sending me fun ideas)

The idea of them meeting up as children is such a cute one. Just the two boys being nerdy and sweet and getting so excited because they think the other is just the coolest and want to share all their things.

It is a bit funny the idea of Vanco not knowing how to send Jayce home considering Piltover is probably like an hour away and Jayce is old enough he should generally know where he lives. But maybe the Snowstorm is blowing over the two cities as well and it's bad enough to be "stay inside unless you absolutely have to go out" conditions and bad enough that they're not risking a trip over the bridge when the kid is safe enough inside the Last Drop with them.

Poor Ximena is so stressed about her missing son and meanwhile Jayce is having a great time with his new best friend Viktor who is showing Jayce the cool boat he built all by himself and how the taps in the Last Drop work.

Viktor telling Jayce (very quietly where Viktor's parents can't overhear) that he plans on going to the Academy in Piltover one day. Confessing that he's kind of nervous, not that he doesn't think he isn't smart enough but because he doesn't know anyone in Piltover. Jayce very excitedly correcting him about how he does know at least one person in Piltover now - Jayce. They will meet up once they both make it to the Academy and then Jayce can show Viktor his family's forge and the things he's working on.

The weather clears and Jayce is returned home and Viktor forces himself to forget the promise as he gets older. It was made by an over-excited child afterall. Jayce will surely have made other friends by now and won't want to be associated with someone from the Undercity. Which is fine - Viktor isn't going to the Academy to make friends he's going to learn so he can build the things Zaun needs.

And then he gets nearly bowled over by a fit goldern-skinned himbo as soon as he gets with Jayce's sight. Because Jayce is so excited to see him again (he did ask his mother if he could visit the boy in the Undercity but Ximena wasn't keen on travelling down there so he instead he had to wait all the years for Viktor to get to the academy).

Jayce absolutely shows Viktor his Hextech idea (only fair seeing Viktor showed him his boat all those years ago). And things progress a bit faster than they do in canon partially because Viktor's brains are involved as well but also because Jayce doesn't have go to through all the possibilities in Piltover before turning to Zaun for the (probably illegal) pieces he needs. As soon as it passes through Benzo's hands it's in Viktor's possession.

I think Silco finds it rediculous that this boy is still afraid of him all those years later. But it's also not a bad thing because he's less likely to try and exploit Silco's son.

Vander is more concerned about Jayce's influence on his daughters. In the sense to Jayce and Vi when combined together seem to come up with the dumbest ideas possible; and Jayce is helping Powder with her inventions (which are often explosive in nature) without really thinking through the fact he's helping a 10 year old build a bomb.

[mooneggtarts]

Okay what I think about Alastor's mother and both her and Alastor's dynamic that affect him in general (PERSONAL HC)

Now, Alastor's mother; I don't think she's a shit mom, but I also don't think she's a "perfect angel" mom either. She's a mother with a lot of flaws of her own, either from her husband, the society's view in people of color, the year era they live in, or other things.

My thought is that she probably killed her husband when Al was in an age where he doesn't even remember his father's face, but remembers clearly of what his mother did to his dad. And she definitely tries to tell him that what she did was wrong and should not be put as an example.

("Why did you do it if it's wrong then?" "I... because I..have..to... your father isn't a good person sweetheart" kinda thing)

His father *could* actually be bad, which drove his mom to the point of murder, remember the *red* on his mother's hands and on the body laying motionless behind her. (For a moment, Al thinks that red might be his fav color)

Because again, where does Al's sudden murderous tendency come from? I kinda suddenly thought how "your parents are your first teachers" and stuck with that. There COULD be a possibility that she does it to protect him, amongst other things. But it has been stuck in my head for a while.

Having only interact and living his childhood mostly with his mother made him a gentleman and easily/perferably befriended the ladies.

Now about his bitterness towards men, well, I don't think he's *that* bitter with them, considering we knew that he and Vox *used* to hangout before things went south, not to mention his respect towards Zestial. I don't think he knows how to even get along *well* or be comfortable with most males considering, again, his mother being the only figure in his life thing, And well, most of the male cast seem to not really like him, or like him *too* much, or generally doesn't make a good first impression. 

Though I don't think it stems mainly on how his mother killed his father in either defense or resentment of how awful his father had treated her. But I suppose it does involve in some way.

Anyways, I don't think Al's mom really pay any attention to Al's struggle and mostly perhaps told him to just "suck it up" kinda deal during his childhood (Im projecting so hard in this). Cause I think, with him being a mixed, in the 19's on south? Definitely would experience some bullying or being pushed away by another group, kids nonetheless.

Even when Al got home with scars and bruises, his mom would just told him not to fight back, to just take it, cause if he fought back then he'll only make the situation worse, and told him to just endure it and wait, that one day things will get more bearable and perhaps something would change into his favor. Not wanting her son to turn violent like his father, and taint his hands red like her's. Not wanting him to change.

(I have a feeling that the more he grown, the more he feel how.. wrong it is? A slight feel of uneasiness. The feeling of captivation, The way he felt he was held back whenever his mother lovingly embrace him (as if not willing to see him change or grow, afraid of the unknown to who will he became, not ready to lose him if he did, cause she had lost the man she once thought would love her))

I also believe she has that mindset where "big boys don't cry" or "boys are suppose to be strong", which could largely explain Al to have a hard time in expressing his emotions and bottling or repressing them seem like the easier way (which, ofc, led to him unmanaged to properly expressing his emotions- and would be quiet defensive with it). And explained as to why he roughs up the male casts more than the females cause by his view, again, guys could handle a bit of a rough-housing better.

And so for years he had kept his mother's advice, enduring and just let them do whatever they want with him, bearing the loneliness, bottling up his frustration and sadness, forcing himself to keep on standing tall upfront.

But things changed after his mother's death. Things are more confusing for him.

Cause he can recall the pain- he *felt* the grief, the moment when he saw her finally kicked the bucket, but suddenly it's different when it was her funeral.

For some reason he felt numb- detached, for lack of better word. Which I suppose what bothers and confuses him. For how quick he got over her- DID he got over her? He's not sure, he deeply cared and respect her for taking great care of him for years, but he isn't *suppose* to move on so quick yes?

I think that's a whole worth of spiralling breakdown of questioning himself that will never gain an answer of.

Then the house are too empty and too big for him, the first time living without the presence of his mother. Somehow, it felt both uncomfortable and... relief?

Guilt settles in afterward. Somehow everything seems a lot more suffocating than how things are when she's still with him. Like hoping that her lingering shadow of a presence would accompany him, but he doesn't want it to be near him.

I think he'd shut down those kinds of thoughts, cause it disturbs his daily living, and do what he was best at. Repressing everything, ignore them. And just go on with his life pretending to be unbothered.

It bothers him because, he believes he cares for his mother. Loved her even. But there is a part at the back of his mind where he felt... free. Like nothing was holding him back anymore. And thats what bothers him. And I guess at some point, he feels like an ungrateful kid. Cause his mother has done nothing but the best for him, the only person that ever cared about him too. And here he is, feeling a bit of the weight on his shoulder shifted after her passing??? What is wrong with him? 

I feel like he's in denial how the way his mother been teaching him had been wrong, and would DEFINITELY be VERY MUCH REALLY defensive when someone call her out on how wrong she is. Cause she can't be wrong, he doesn't (want to) believe that she's wrong.

I feel like the moment he make his first kill in his human life, and I believe, that his first kill could be either someone that bullied him or some guy that harrassed someone else (my thought went to mimzy for a moment but it makes good sense for that could be how they first met)

And when he painted his hands red, a short flash of image of his mother's first murder as well, and it dawned on him. He had waited all this time, that fate will turn it's favor on him. For years he held back, in the end, the only way for things to turn, is if he *himself* change.

Feeling a strong surge of power like never before. Looking at the harrasser's fear induced face. It felt *good*. To be the *predator* instead. How the tables have turned.

Emotions running through his veins along with adreline, there was guilt that he had disobeyed his mother, there was hatred (which feeds his guilt) how much his mother has held him back from this, there was an overpowering sense of addictive of how much control and power he has in the situation for the first time.

And he finds himself unable to let go of the feeling. Wanting *more*.

I think at this point, he is willing to let go of the love that held him back, he loves his mother dearly, but he is unable to stop breaking every promises and lessons his mother taught him. By then, he hopes, that his mother would forget about him in wherever her soul went. He doesn't seem to mind if his mother doesn't love him anymore, he finds it better that way, she shouldn't be burdened by him cause there is no way he will stop.

He doesn't care if that made him unloved (Love is what holding him back in the first place, held him captive, making him doubt, making him hesitant, pressuring him), or that it made him into a monster. Because for once, despite him drowning too deep into the trench surrounded by his piling up hatred and rage against everyone that wrong him, he can breath.

He felt free.

[the-fo0l]

Micheal Scofield dating hcs

notes: it's criminal crazy kooky insane how little content there is for this show

warnings: gn reader, s1 lore, super soft fluff!!!! also idc if u think its out of charater let me be delulu

he's so babygirl

a very devoted boyfriend (im pretty sure i say that in all my hcs but its true!!)

just so soft and polite and gentle with you aaaaa

doesn't notice just how hard he's fallen for you until he has to be apart from you a long while

such a gentleman, his intentions towards you are always respectful

before you we're offical he had quite the crush on you

sometimes you could notice that cool, calm, witty demeanor of his becoming more bashful and jittery around you

daydreamed a lot about you and your potential future together. what it'd be like to live with you, to start the day by your side, how you'd show affection, how you'd express diffrent emotions, what you'd talk about, your niche interests and quirks— etc

slightly creepy but he did do a bit of research on you to make sure he hit it off with you as best as he could

always says good night and good morning, over text if not in person

just imagine waking up, still cuddling, but with a little distance so he can properly take in your sleepy morning face

him just gazing at you so lovingly, his gentle smile growing a little bigger seeing you open your eyes, then moving one hand from your waist to caress your cheek and murmur "good morning" with his sultry morning voice

GOOD LORDDD

he developed a new-found love for his job when you two started dating cause thanks to it he can properly provide for you

and provide he does

doesn't think you should have to work a day in your life (unless you wanted to)

he'd hate for you to stay at a job you're miserable at

super proud of you for all your accomplishments

when you have to seperate while walking to avoid something in the street, be immediately reaches back to interwine your fingers again

expresses all love languages in some way but 'acts of service' is his main one

amazing at gift giving and romantic gestures

just when you think he can't possibly out-do last year's anniversary/birthday gift he suprises you with something super elaborate and meaningful

absent-mindedly makes origami flowers for you at work. you'll also find them all over your apartment, some hidden, some in plain sight

at some point he started writing messages on them. some with the most loving praise you've ever heard and some w cheesy pickup lines

p.s. he grins ear to ear when he finds out you've got a special box for them all instead of throwing them away

when you're both still a little tired in the morning, or when either of you comes home after a long day, he peppers delicate kisses all over your face, ending with a deeper kiss to your lips

your touch just makes all the headaches of his day-to-day melt away

also takes both your hands and kisses your knuckles while looking at you with all the love and admiration in the world god lord

okay enough with the kissing!

always opens doors for you

compliments you often, and always uses words like stunning or beautiful instead of "hot

loves making you flustered with praise

he's an amazing listener, and he looooves listening to you talk

also, he's quite intense with the eye-contact

he thinks you're the most gorgeos person in the world what can i say

it might seem like he's not paying attention sometimes cause of how lost-in-your-eyes he seems but i assure you he remembers every little thing you say

nods along and hums a little to let you know he's listening

"i remember you said you liked this, so i got it for you" typa guy

you're happy = he's happy

will often sometimes call you to talk about nothing really important, more just for the sake of hearing your voice

and if you're not much of a talker that's fine too, the silent moments you share are never awkward

he's canonically super observant, so if you changed anything about your apperance or if you were in a bad mood he'd notice right away, even if you tried to hide it

great at comfort too, that silky-smooth voice of his knows exactly what to say

he's a very handsome guy (i mean cmon just look at him) so he tends to get hit-on quite a bit

he'd always brushed it off before but ever since he set his sights on you he's been very adamant on very clearly and quickly rejecting others' attempts

when he was making plans to break linc out of prison, a huge amount of his focus went to making sure you were kept safe during the whole process

having you be there from him after news broke and after linc got the death sentence already meant so much to him

so when he trusted you the broad strokes of his plan, and you supported him??? ohmygod this man fell in love with you all over again

yes, he was worried, but he had to tell you, spending days obsessing over prison schematics and getting full body tattoos is rather hard to hide from the love of your life after all

granted, he could have broken up with you and tried to rekindle after he'd escaped, but be fr he could never bring himself to dump you

you never know what may go wrong, and his love for you wasn't exactly a secret, so he took every precaution he could (as in like if someone wanted to harm you cause of your association with him)

he was still super anxious to let go of you

gave you the most passionate and desperate kiss before he went to prison

gets really really homesick for you

calls you whenever he can

would sometimes get teary-eyed from how hard he misses you before falling asleep in his bunk

would lose his mind if something didn't go according to his carefully constructed plan and put you at risk, cause there's not much he can do to control what happens outside foxriver. if t-bag ever found out about you he'd. freak. out.

he's willing to go to great lengths for the people he cares about (it's like the whole plot of the show), so you'd better not play w his beloved

on the rare occasions he has down-time in prison his thoughts always go to you and what you might be up to

he's surrounded by murderers daily and has the gall to be worried about you

sucre would pester him about his love-life a lot. insisting that he recognized yearning in michael's distant expression and saying that no single man could've helped him woo maricruz with that letter (michael writes love letters for you too)

sucre does eventually pull it out of michael and becomes just the biggest supporter of your relationship

this was kinda messy huh

[just1cefor4ll]

Overlord!Husk x reader

summary: Husk owns the readers souls.. but the reader might just own Husks heart after a particular night at the casino.

warnings: swearing, alcohol, no smut but it is implied that you two did somethig, bad grammar, might be an OOC Husk im not sure? , first time writing so it might be shitty

words: 1.6k

This night at the casino was particularly busy. It was more lively then it has ever been before, infested with over-confident sinners who dare to gamble with the casino owner himself, the most well known gamble Overlord there is in the pride ring; Husker.

You we’re sadly one of the unlucky sinners that tried to gamble with the man, stepping into the casino with too much confidence for your own good. Your luck sadly didn’t come with you into the casino and you faced a bad loss agaisnt the smug Overlord. You were terrified, I mean, who wouldn’t be? Your soul was now owned by an Overlord people have said horrible things about and was rumored to be a sadistic sinner who tortured and killed the souls he owned. Yet after months of him owning your soul, nothing happened. He mostly just kept you beside him claiming you were his “lucky charm”.

You were currently sitting beside Husk who was yet again gambling with another sinner. His tail was wrapped around your leg affectionately as you eyed the game closely. You looked at the sinner and tried reading his expression yet he had a blank look on his face. The game was intense yet one wrong move from them and they could loose their chance at winning. Husk eyed your figure as he noticed the uncertain look on your face and smirked, leaning closer to you and whispers in your ear; “Don’t worry doll I always win~”. He says with a smirk and looks back up at the sinner across from him as he made a move. The sinner made a move and you sighed, another one that has lost against Husk, wow big surprise there. He smirked and the sinner yells profanities not wanting to accept the loss. Husk nods towards the security guards that the casino has and they walk over taking the angered sinner out. His eyes look down at you and his piercing gaze makes you shift in your seat. You sit there in silence for a while until Husk suddenly speaks up; “How about a drink? It’s on me dollface.” You look up at him and nod and he smiles smugly and calls over the waiter and orders himself a whiskey and some wine for you. The waiter scatters to get it, wanting to keep his life. As the waiter sets the drinks down at the table Husks tail trails up and down your leg affectionately and eyes you closely while he downs the shot of whiskey in one go.

You shiver at the touch and look away sipping on your wine, preferring to stay quiet. Husk smirks at this and gently grabs your chin with the tip of his finger and makes you look at him; “Come on darlin’ , you can’t just stay silent on me”. His tone was soft, not the usual smug, over-confident tone he had with his employees or other low life sinners he would gamble with. He raises a brow at you as he waits for you to speak yet he continues to rub his tail against your leg and up to your thighs.

Your face felt hot and you got goosebumps from his touch. You knew it was wrong and that he was just doing it to tease you yet you can’t help but have feelings for the Overlord you once feared. “I think I should go.. You know.. home.” You say trying to get out of this situation, yet Husk continues to smirk. He wraps his tail around your waist and pulls you closer to him leaning in to your ear and whispering; “Oh doll, is my touch making you feel uncomfortable? Or perhaps you’re enjoying this?~” He says with a smirk yet this wasn’t the usual smirk he gave to the sinners he would gamble with, this one seemed a bit more affectionate, or perhaps loving? You weren’t sure but you couldn’t help but blush at his comment. You? Enjoy this? You couldn’t possibly be enjoying affection from an Overlord that literally owns your soul! Or maybe you are?

He continues to tease you with his tail, hoping you would speak again. He couldn’t help but just fall in love with your voice. It was like an angel and he just loved having you around. What irritated him is that you just wouldn’t speak around him; “Come on doll, I don’t bite~”.

You look up at him and open your mouth to speak, yet no words come out. He smirks at this and asks; “How about you tell me about your life when you were alive hm? It’s only fair I get to know my “lucky charm” a little bit more don’t ya think?~”

As you look up at him, you smile softly; “Yeah, I guess why not.” You ramble about your life as a human and you seem to figure out you were alive in the same time as him. You bonded over some bands you both enjoyed and shared a bit of your personal lives to each other. You drink your drinks and hours pass with you two talking like two old ladies. He was listening to you closely as yozu rambled on about a story from when you were alive and your experience from when you were working at your local club as a performer. Husk smiled softly at you, you looked quite happy in this moment and he enjoyed the sound of your voice.

“And then— I was like “get the fuck out before I make you eat the shit you just said to her!” You said as you sipped on your wine, starting to get a bit tipsy. The cat demon was intrigued by how you just opened up to him. He himself was more of a listener then a talker but he listened to every little info you told him and made sure to listen. He gave you a soft smile and drank the little bit of whiskey that was left in the bottle.

As you finish your rambling you feel his tail on your waist as he slowly pulls you into his lap. His voice sounded like honey, it was sweet and it almost sounded sincere as he spoke; “You know doll, i’ve had my eye on you ever since you’ve came into this lovely casino a few months ago~”. He takes a strand of your hair and puts it behind your ear and continues; “I’m glad you stayed by my side love.” He says as his hand gently cups your face. Husk brings his forehead to yours and with a slight smirk places a light kiss on your cheek. His eyes never left yours, his gaze almost piercing through you. His touch was comforting, yet there was still slight fear since this was no man to mess with. But despite all of that, he was all you could think of.

Husk picks you up and takes you to a door that could only be acsessed by employees and Husk himself. He takes you down a long hallway and to a door with a star where his name was carved in gold. He opens the door and he goes to place you down on a sofa; “Be a good doll and wait here, ‘kay?” He says with a smirk and goes out of the room to satan knows where.

He comes back after a few minutes with more wine and whiskey, and a new pair of clothes. He hands you the clothes and points to the bathroom. You stand up and make your way towards the bathroom, stubmling a bit from the alcohol. You hear light jazz playing from the other room and you smile to yourself, changing into the new pair of clothes.

You walk back in the room and you see Husk sitting on the sofa, drinking his whiskey. He looks up at you, his ears perking up slightly as he smirks at you and walks over to you and holds out his hand; “May I have this dance?” He says in a joking tone and you chuckle at the remark; “You may.” You say back and he smirks, putting one arm on your waist and the other grabbing your hand. You both dance to the music and when it finishes you slowly put your head on his chest, breathing a bit heavily since you haven’t really danced like this with anyone ever since your death.

He lifts your head up with the tip of his finger, your faces inches away from each other. Your breath hitches and your body tenses up. Husk leans in closer and you move closer to close the gap between you two.

You felt like your world just fell silent. It was like only you two mattered and nobody else did. You kiss softly, both of you scared to make the other uncomfortable. It was nice, you never felt this way towards anyone. Husk lifts you up and you instinctively wrap your legs around his waist, the rest of the night being blur. You wake up, stretching your aching body and look around the room, not recognizing it as your own. The memories slowly come back to you ask your face feels hot; “I just slept with an Overlord..shit,shit,shit.” You panic slightly and sit up, covering yourself with the blankets on the soft bed.

Husk was no where to be found,only a neatly placed letter where his body would be lying. You pick the letter up and unfold it, careful not the rip it. The letter itself was neatly written in black ink. You know the Overlord was capable of doing this, but it surprised you since you have never seen him do this kind of thing.

“Dear Y/N,

I had a wonderful night yesterday and while I won’t be here often because of my business, I wish to take you out some time and I hope to see you again and you know you’re welcome in this room whenever and i’ll be happy to be something more then just “an Overlord that owns your soul” if that’s how you view it right now.

- Yours truly Husker ♡”

[lbcreations-blog]

Emily x an immortal reader soulmate au

Not proofread, I'm way too tired, and this took forever to make with my writersblock

Also, should I do more Emily x reader? And possibly do some Sera x readers as well? Or?

Masterlist

-------------

In this universe, everyone had a soulmate, sometimes more than one. And to know who your soulmate is, you would need the same tattoo that was placed on your shoulder.

You, a simple human who was cursed with immortality, had not found the one you love.

Then again, you have only been on earth for about 24 years. The only reason you knew you were immortal was because you fell off a skyscraper and lived with only a few scratches.

But to say the least, you were worried your soulmate or soulmates would be simply mortaliezed.

Now we turn to Emily, a seraphim who was given a mission to come to earth to collect your human soul, to come to heaven, and reside there due to you being registered as dead and being on heavens list.

Emily went into the portal that was shown to her after being instructed on her mission. Once entering the human world, she put on her human form to go find your soul, which she assumed was just floating around.

Now back to you, who was at an internet café studying for your college test that was coming soon. After a while, your eyes started to get sore, so you decided to look away from your computer for a few seconds to give your eyes a break. And when doing so, you saw a woman walk through the café door, and you knew she just looked stunning and you had to introduce yourself.

And lucky you, she was walking just your way!

But before you could say anything, she spoke to you. "Hi, my name is Emily, but you can call me Em or Eme. uhm, your name is reader? Yes?

What. The. Fuck? How does she know your name?

"Yea, hi. Emily. H-how. How do you know my name?" You asked her, a bit creaped out. "May I sit here?" She asked, ignoring your question. You agreed, wanting to figure out how she knew your name, even though you were pretty freaked out.

"Sooooooo," you started. "How do you know my name?" She then responded,"Will it explain myself if I told you I knew you were dead? or well immortal from what i can see." She asked.

"What?" You whispered,"I sai-" "no, how do you know this?" You asked, interrupting her. "Well i-" "Wait, no. Let me pay for my stuff and we can talk about this at my place." You told her, putting your hand up so you could tell the waiter that you were ready to pay.

Once paying, you left the café with Emily and took a two minute walk to your home. while walking home, Emily talked your ear off about things she likes. Yes, it was annoying, but you enjoyed it in some way, You weren't sure why, but you tried not to question it.

Once you got into your home, Emily immediately complemented it. You thanked her and told her to follow you to your lounge. Once in your lounge, you both sat down on your couch, and you asked your first question.

"How do you know im immortal?" You asked. "Well, you see, I'm a Seraphim from heaven," your jaw dropped. Emily continued, "And well, I got a mission to come down here and bring you to heaven because you were registered as dead, and you are on our list," Emily told you simply.

"I-" you started. "Give me a few seconds to process this Em," you told her as you got up and went to your room to think.

-------------

You walked back into the lounge and sat down on the couch. "So... you were told to take me to heaven because you were told I'm registered as dead?" You asked."Yes, I was told to do that" Emily told you.

"Can I not go? I like it here on earth, and i still wanna meet my soul mate." You told Emily. "No, I don't think so... but I can see if I can convince Sera, " Emily told you. "Yea sure, thank you Em"

--------

It was the next day. You were chalaxing on your bed, scrolling through tiktok when a bright light went into your room. You closed your eyes until you felt the bright light go away.

Then you saw Emily in angel form looking beautiful. "Oh hey there, Emily, so what did Sera say?" You asked her "well reader i-i tried to convince Sera, but. She said no. She said it was- "what? B-but Emily, I like it here!" You started tearing up, being passionate for where you live.

"What about my soulmate?! I'm just never going to meet them?! I want to at least let them know I love them!" You told her passionately "well they might end up going to heaven- "no! No, that's a might! I just want to meet them once! Atleast!" You told her tears falling down your cheeks alot of emotions spilled.

"Ugh, get out of my room Em" you told her, hugging your torso. "I- ok then." Emily then walked out of the room.

-------

Emily sat on your couch, feeling sad that she could not convince Sera to let you stay on earth and upsetting you. She felt that you should be happy.

After a few more minutes of Emily sitting on your couch and thinking, you walked into the lounge without the hoody that you always wore, or at least around Emily (Which makes sense since you've only known each other less then a day if you put all the hours together) you were now wearing your black tank top due to it being hot.

You then sat down on the couch and looked at the floor. "So... I'm sorry for shouting at ya Emily, " you told her."I was angry and just really emotional, you did not deserve that, I hope you can forgive me, I know you were just doing your job, im sorry." You said you continued to look at the floor anticipating for her answer.

After about 30 seconds, you looked at Emily and saw her jaw was dropped. "Em?.. Emily?" Emily slowly brought her hand to her sleeve and brought it up to reveal her soulmate mark.

You were. Shocked, to say the least.

"Your. My soulmate, " you said in shock

Your body suddenly moved on its on and you passionately kissed her. Emily kissed back. "I guess I would not mind going to heaven with you, Eme," you told her.

Well uhhmmmm

Hope yall enjoyed it

-L.B Creations

[jjunniezz]

Can you do a top Taehyung x male reader smut where Taehyung finally comes home from the military and they spend the day with each other and then they do it

pairing ~ top!kim taehyung x bottom!male reader

type ~ oneshot

cw ~ fluff, not explicit smut but its described a lil bit, praise kink(?), slight voice kink, 1 use of the word 'fuck'

notes ~ i tried to make this as romantic as possible 😭 it feels kinda rushed honestly idk. im not too used to writing like this so i hope its okay!! if you wanted it to be more explicit just lmk and i can remake it for you ^^

edited ✓

🌸 was absolutely awful at keeping track of time.

he was supposed to pick taehyung up from the airport at 3 pm. did he set a reminder? no. because he didn't think he'd be sitting here, stressing over what to type for his essay. he thought it'd take only around an hour. instead, it took nearly the whole day.

he was pulled from his focused state when he heard a knock on his apartment door. he ran a hand through his hair, getting up from his desk chair and lazily trudging towards the door.

once the door opened, 🌸 was a bit slow to realize who was standing there. "hey, tae, what's up?" 🌸 blinked, observing taehyung a second longer. he took in the military uniform he had on, the small smile on his face. once realizing, 🌸 pounced on taehyung, hugging him so tightly taehyung could barely breathe.

after at least two minutes, 🌸 pulled away, only to pull taehyung in for a kiss. he poured out all the longing he felt while his boyfriend was away. 🌸's heart felt like it was about to burst, finally being able to feel taehyung's body close to his.

he'd missed him more than he could begin to comprehend. he missed his smell. his touch. his soft kisses. his deep, calming voice. the way they held hands. the way they hugged. and now, he finally had it all back, and he never wanted to let go.

the rest of the evening was spent with them doing everything together. they showered together first, wanting to feel their skins against each other's again. it wasn't lustful. it was merely two lovers wanting to be close to each other.

after their shower, taehyung helped 🌸 finish his essay. 🌸 found it to be much simpler with taehyung there to help him. but that was the thing about taehyung. he was calming. 🌸 could focus better with taehyung's voice instructing and explaining to him.

after the essay was sent in, they spent the rest of the night in bed, the tv playing softly in the background, though neither of them cared to pay attention. they spent the night sharing kisses, soft pecks with the need to just feel each other's lips pressed together. it was a euphoric feeling, one they desperately held onto even as they drifted to sleep.

~~~~~

the next morning, taehyung and 🌸 went out, exploring the city together as if they hadn't both been living there their whole lives. they went into every store that looked interesting, buying as much as they could afford.

they eventually settled in a cafe, 🌸 listening as taehyung talked about everything that happened while he was away. 🌸 listened, for the most part. he found himself getting lost in taehyung's deep, dark eyes more than just a few times. god, he'd missed those eyes.

🌸 returned the favor. he told taehyung all about the things that happened at home. he talked about all the song ideas yoongi had talked to him about. he talked about the tattoo jungkook almost convinced him to get. small things that would have seemed insignificant to most, but were precious memories to them.

they arrived home late at night, having spent the whole day in each other's company. they didn't even bother showering as they went to bed, doing no more than kissing before taehyung slipped his hands underneath 🌸's shirt, successfully initiating more than just kissing.

once they were stripped bare of the confines of their clothes, they took a moment to look at each other. the bodies they'd only dreamed about for so long, the bodies they'd both committed to memory. they could finally feel each other again.

taehyung was the first to break the trance they were in, kissing 🌸 ever so softly, before whispering words of praise in his lover's ears. they were spoken so softly 🌸 almost didn't hear them. but what taehyung said didn't matter anyway, because his lips trailing down 🌸's neck was enough to convey every emotion taehyung felt.

taehyung kissed down 🌸's chest, then moved to his arms, kissing every inch of skin he could find. he sucked at the skin in some parts, leaving marks for 🌸 to stare at the next morning.

the next few minutes were filled with the sounds of kissing and soft sighs from 🌸 as taehyung prepared him. it was something that had grown unfamiliar to 🌸, due to taehyung not being with him for while. but now, taehyung was the one helping him get used to the feeling again, and 🌸 didn't want it any other way.

soon, the room was filled with the sounds of taehyung groaning softly, a stark contrast to 🌸's whimpers. taehyung's voice was much deeper, something 🌸 found he loved a little too much when they were being intimate. that deep voice, whispering soft praises like "fuck, you're beautiful," or "you're so perfect, love." it drove 🌸 crazy.

which is why the feelings that had been building since taehyung's departure had spilled over so easily. 🌸 felt overwhelmed, in the absolute best way possible. 🌸 wanted more of this feeling. he wanted to hold onto every single moment with taehyung.

once taehyung reached his peak, not long after 🌸, it was pure bliss. they laid there in silence, basking in each other's warmth. no words needed to be spoken further. at least not for now.

taehyung slowly pulled out of 🌸, before pulling him into his arms and holding him tightly, rubbing soft circles into his back. it was moments like these that they appreciated the most, that feeling of being together after being intimate.

🌸 was asleep within minutes, with taehyung staring down at his lover adoringly. he wondered how he managed to have someone as incredible as 🌸 in his life. he thought of how, out of all the other people 🌸 could choose, he chose him. it made his heart feel a warmth unlike anything he's ever felt. taehyung soon drifted off as well, his mind, and soon his dreams, filled with nothing but his lover.

his 🌸.

[cal-flakes]

╰┈➤ getting high with dealer!rafe

warnings: drug use, swearing, a tad nsfw. (possible confusion over drug terminology, for example; ‘backdrop’ is the build up you get in the back of your throat after sniffing cocaine)

summary: y/n gets high with dealer!rafe at a party.

perspiration apparent on his forehead as the room filled with bodies, music booming as the people around him swayed. rafe sat on the couch in the basement of the house, a couple dozen packets of white powder spread across the table in front of him. blocking out obnoxious laughter, he scanned the room, cocaine paranoia kicking in a bit. the ceiling above him creaked here and there, the vast amount of people upstairs threatened to break the floorboards.

unbeknownst to him, sarah had invited a couple of her friends to his party, including y/n. a girl so sweet and kind to the people around her it almost made him sick to his stomach. she was somewhat of a hidden gem in the outerbanks, doing well in school, keeping to her self and so on. y/n was everything rafe cameron wasn’t, yet this intrigued him. the urge to corrupt his sisters friend grew each time she visited the cameron household.

“just stay for a little while y/n, please? for me?” sarah pleaded with her friend, desperate to crack the shell around her. sighing, y/n glanced from the lemonade in her cup to her friend. recognising the look in her eyes, sarah squealed and wrapped her arms around the girl. “thank you! i promise we’ll have fun!”

battling the thoughts in her head, y/n decided against fleeing the scene and returning home to her books, wanting to please her friend.

linking arms, sarah and y/n moved to the makeshift dance floor that the party-goers had created in the living room. giggling to eachother, the girls swayed in sync with the music, swirling around eachother.

“sarah..” y/n feigned a concerned look “no! please don’t leave yet! we just started having fun!” chuckling at this, y/n grabbed the cup from sarah’s hand, stealing a sip.

sarah’s eyes lit up “oh my gosh! do you want your own?” she asked, silently begging her to say yes. y/n nodded, laughing as her friend dragged her through the crowd.

reaching the kitchen island, sarah stared at the copious amounts of alcohol in front of her, trying to work out what y/n would like.

“how about this?” sarah turned, holding out a bottle of vodka for y/n to inspect. her face twisted a bit, unsure until sarah spoke again “I can add in some lemonade, and maybe some juice to mask the taste?” face untwisting, y/n agreed with her, reaching for her new drink.

y/n felt overly daring tonight, something about actually staying at a party for more than thirty minutes made her see what she was missing out on.

three vodkas with juice and lemonade down, she started feeling a little buzzed, and a bit too dizzy to keep up with the whirling bodies around her. “hey sarah? im going to go find somewhere to sit down for a little while” y/n called, taking off once she received a nod.

reaching the upstairs hallway, y/n looked around at the numerous doors, her mind was too fuzzy to make out which room was her friends. taking a chance, she opened the door furthest left and shut it behind her. she made her way to the neatly made bed, perching on the edge as she let herself get lost in thought.

back in the basement, rafe stood up from his spot on the couch, looking over the now empty table. he’d made quite a bit of profit that night, despite having kept some to himself. slipping the wad of cash into his pocket, he pushed through the sweaty bodies, heading for his room.

before heading upstairs, he was stopped by a hand on his arm. “rafe, have you seen y/n?” his brows furrowed as he looked at his sister. “y/n’s here?” sarah huffed at his unhelpful answer. “yes, obviously. she was a bit buzzed and went to sit somewhere, now i can’t find her!” rafe nodded at sarah and let her know he’d keep an eye out.

the stoic look on his face was wiped away when he found y/n sat on the edge of his bed upon entering his room. jumping slightly, her eyes widened at the sight of her friends brother. “oh, is this your room?, im so sorry!” she panicked, having heard things about rafe’s temperament. shaking his head, he moved towards her slowly.

“nah, it’s all good princess, y’alright?” y/n’s face flushed slightly at the nickname, not that she wasn’t used to it, but it always got to her.

rafe’s growing interest in his sisters friend had provoked him to become more flirty whenever she was around. “um, yeah im fine, thank you..” y/n smiled sweetly, unintentionally batting her lashes as she did. smirking, rafe sat down on the opposite side of the bed, resting against the wooden headboard.

“too much to drink huh?” chuckling lowly as she nodded. “well, i’ got something that could help if you want it..” rafe reached into his bedside drawer, stuffing the money from his pocket inside before rummaging around underneath some magazines.

y/n looked on at him curiously, waiting for the miracle to be revealed. pulling his arm back out, her face dropped as he held out a half empty packet in front of her.

“i-is that..” she stuttered, “coke?” rafe sat up, pushing some loose hairs behind her ear. “you don’t gotta do it if you don’t want to, it’ll help though” he stated, carefully opening the small bag and poured some on the top side of his thumb. y/n watched rafe as he lifted his hand, sniffing the small bump up his nostril.

“well princess? what’s it gonna be?” he asked. concentration painted her face as she considered it. “i-uh, if I do, would you promise to never say a word?” she questioned him, worried he’d tell his sister.

sarah often made it her mission to keep rafe away from y/n, knowing him well enough to identify his intentions. y/n knew it wouldn’t go down well if sarah found out she was in rafe’s with him, never mind sniffing cocaine.

“your secrets safe with me baby” shuffling towards her, he tipped out another bump onto his thumb and held out his hand. y/n’s breath quickened as she wrapped a hand around his wrist, keeping it steady.

her mind was racing. what about this? what about that? glancing up at his expectant eyes, she quickly pinched her other nostril closed and went for it.

sniffing up as hard as she could, rafe quickly reached for her. “tip your head back a bit..” holding the back of her neck gently, “and sniff up again” he instructed. y/n rested her head in rafe’s palm, doing as he said.

as she brought her head back, a sound of disgust left her throat as mucus began to build up. “that’s just the backdrop baby, here, i’ll get you a drink”

returning from his ensuite, he handed her a glass of water which she quickly accepted, desperate to get rid of the lingering taste of gasoline in her mouth. “how do you do that? that tastes awful” she frowned, making a mental note to never do that again. “it’s about the feeling princess, you get used to the taste”

checking her phone, a quiet gasp slipped from her lips. it was so late, her parents were probably wondering where she was. “shit rafe, i need to get home” swiftly, y/n jumped from the bed, making her way to the door.

“woah! not so fast y/n, you can’t go home like that” rafe called, stopping her in her tracks. “like what?” he gestured towards the mirror on her left, watching as she stepped in front of it.

“oh my god…” y/n muttered, unsure of who she was looking at as a girl with pupils like saucers stared back at her. “what am i gonna do?” she almost cried, there was no way her parents could see her like this.

“stay the night” rafe said calmly, a little too calm for y/n’s liking. she looked at him like he’d suggested they go to the moon or something. “are you crazy? sarah would kill me!” rafe’s lips turned up into yet another smirk.

“so what?”

[lovezbrownies]

I am a bit curious of the after affects of, “Thank you, cruel savior.” Of the one you wrote a while back. I honestly want to see the after events and how Gen’s reaction to us coming up as missing/successfully escaping. Whether she knows it was one of her trusted servants or not I want to see how much she looses it. Also, the long term effects to months to years afterwards to see if she will or won’t give up after still no traces

Hello! Thank you for your ask :3! I love love getting asks like this, really makes my brain start up with ideas. Rereading the "Thank you, cruel savior" fic made me realize how vague all the details are im so sorry!!!

Masterlist

Gen Ludenhart x GN!Reader

Warning: Loss of sanity, cannibalism, stalking, themes of depression, abuse of power, torture mentions (to you and others), crazy lady activites.

Gen is an important woman, so travelling every month to meet other monarch's and their subordinates and to work alongside them was a normal thing. But she had only left for a week. A week. So why was it when she returned, she couldn't find you or that rat Reina? Why are some of your clothes missing? Most of Reina's belongings were also gone. Immediately without thought she gave out many orders to close the entire country down in the name of a danger prison escapee who had taken a poor defenseless citizen hostage. Wanted posters of Reina were plastered on every surface of the empire. And missing posters of her darling.

Over the weeks Gen slowly and slowly loses her mind. She'd lash out at anyone that had incurred her wrath that day. This crazed depraved woman had damn near caused a war after insulting a delegate of another empire. Soon this behaviour ends up with her being fired. Of course this meant nothing to Gen, she was a rich noble to begin with. But now with a new Military Chief in power, all the orders she had given out to locate you had been removed. Her brother wouldn't listen to her nonesense any longer. Gen is now alone. She doesn't even have her family on her side any more. She fired every servant. She was truly all alone isolated in her big mansion, with no spouse, and no joyful kids.

Gen's manor by now has completely become delapitated, dust and grimes everywhere, some pieces of wood falling apart, and a remorseful woman in the middle of it all. She wanted to end it. Without you she was nothing. Gen was nothing to begin with until she met you. Gen needed you. You were her life, her air, her nutrition. But after a year of hopelessness and depression, Gen realized she could just look for you herself, she had so so much money, and she was incredibly strong. So with the last bit of logic and reason, Gen sought out a trip to Dacos, Reina's home country. She was sure that woman had seduced you into coming with her to Dacos. But no worries darling, your dear loyal wife is coming to rescue you.

Gen knew Reina was a village girl from the beginning, with her attitude, mannerisms, way of speech, and looks in general. Not only that, but if Reina ever bought a new house in one of the cities in Dacos it would be much easier to trace, and unfortunately for Gen, Reina was smart enough to know that. So Gen went from village to village, showing a picture of Reina or you to any villager she meets. If Reina was smart enough she would change all of your names.

Eventually, Gen reached a tiny village named Lesannea. When she approached an older man with a picture of you and Reina and he confirmed you two lived on the house on the hill to the right of the village, a twisted sickening smile spread across her face. Of course Reina was far too overconfindent with her escape. If this devil thought she can steal away Gen's darling and get away with it well she was dead wrong. Gen will take you back and kill Reina's family be as well as Reina as slow and painful as possible. Gen will make sure you don't see any of it though, but because she will cut up Reina and cook her. So she can feed you the remains of the traitor. Even if you refuse, this woman is no longer sane, she will shove it down your throat one way or another. Gen will then wisk you away oh so romantically and pamper you for a short wile. And when she's done she will regain her honor.

But most importantly. This event changed Gen tremendously, did you leave because she hurt you too much? Don't worry darling, Gen will love and coddle you so you can feel all the love she has for you, so you can never run away again. But of course, she needs to teach you one last lesson before she does that. So you can never attempt to leave her again.