#so basically what happened was a met this guy while walking my dog he was already a little drunk he had just gotten off work at a local

[coyoteuugly]

i cheated last night

[skinbeneaththeskull]

THIS IS A POST FOR THE HALLOWEEN THING I WAS TALKING ABOUT giving it to ya'll early cus i can't wait until october to actually post it

TW FOR KNIVES N BLOOD 🏃‍♀️

imagine going to a costume party in the 80's, dressing up as a slutty, revealing outfit just so you could get everyone's attention. you went with some of your girlfriends who basically begged you to go, and tried convincing you to go because hot guys were going to be there, so of course you agreed.

when you finally showed up, everyone was wearing something and practically already drunk and high on whatever they were smoking. you all split up, trying to mingle with people. everyone you met were boring, so you decided it was time for a drink. you went over to the kitchen, grabbing a beer, while another hand grabbed one as well, you staring at the figure. you smiled at them, someone dressed up at ghost face. it was probably the most "accurate" halloween costume you've seen all night.

"you chose to dress up scary, huh?"

you chuckled, popping open your beer before actually deciding to talk to the other, "yeah, i guess so. thought it made sense," the voice coming from behind the mask sounded higher pitched and nervous, kinda like a pre-teen. it three you off guard a little bit, but there's not way he could be that young to be at a college party.

"what's your name?"

"er- Kirk,"

he was hesitant, but you just shrugged it off, "why do you sound so nervous? did something happen?" you asked, getting closer to him, bodies accidentally rubbing up against eachother. he paused for a long moment before answering, "oh uh- no, no. you just look really nice.... that's all." he said a little sarcastically, you crossing your arms, looking up at him.

"sooooo.. are you saying i don't actually look good, Kirk?"

"wh- no!! i really do like it- looks hot, that's all,"

you couldn't hide the rosiness from your cheeks, Kirk getting closer, extending an arm around your waist and pulled you even closer, walking with you like a guard dog.

"can we get a room?"

you laughed at how straight to the point he was, but you agreed, him taking you to an empty room, locking the door. he hesitated to take his mask off, but he did, showing how much of a literal angel he was underneath.

"sorry, should i put it back on?"

he immediately pulled it on by the jaw dropped look you were giving him, the rest of him shirtless with only boxers on. you stripped as well, only staying in your bra and panties.

he got on the bed, you immediately straddling him, grinding against his knee, his hands slithering up your body to land on your hips, squeezing at the flesh that spilled out of his fingers.

he pulled himself out of his boxers, slapping the tip against your thigh, "can i put it in?" he asked before you hummed in approval. he didn't waste any time before burying the tip inside your seeping cunt, him throwing his head back as he let out a relieved, loud groan.

"mmh.. so wet. fuck yourself on my dick, baby.."

while you were doing that, he pulled out a pocket knife, immediately getting startled because you thought he was going to murder you, but he was softly teasing your skin with it. soon enough starting to lightly press down, carving "kh" into the flesh of your thigh. when he did, you were whimpering and whining at the blade. he ripped the mask of, him already looking fucked out.

you two were going pretty slow and he couldn't take it anymore, ripping you off of him and putting you onto your back, forcing your legs open before going down on you without any warning. you were squirming and moaning at the touch, gripping at his curly hair, pushing him down and thrusting your hips up.

he chuckled at your desperation, him closing his eyes before sucking harshly around your clit, earning a few high pitched gasps and name moans from you. the slurping sounds were getting louder and messier before you came in his mouth.

your legs were shaking and involuntarily closed when he pulled away, him wiping his mouth. he bent down to lick over the blood on your thigh before he kissed you.

"so good, felt so good.."

he said softly before laying next to you. you felt bad for not making him cum, so you decided to blow him too, just to return the favor. the fast pace made him whine, pushing your head down softly before immediately shooting his load down your mouth. you choked a little but then brought your head back up to rest your head on his chest.

you had a fun time, and maybe you should listen to your friends more often. you two both passed out soon after that, Kirk holding you close and bringing a blanket to cover the both of you.

[paladin-heart5]

So This Is Love

Leon Kennedy x Reader x Chris Redfield

Summary; You are in a poly relationship with Chris and Leon

CW; fluff, smut, dp, blowjob, fingering, creepy neighbor, protective boys. I think that's it, MDNI

AN; ahahahha I did it oh my gosh that was hard i'm sorry it took so long its 3.2k words I hope you like it byeee oh also please don't e afraid to send request I need ideas

You're not physically strong, not to say you're a complete weakling either. However, you're definitely considered fragile compared to your boyfriends. They're basically your guard dogs, but you try your best not to rely on them. You're still an independent woman who can take care of yourself. Realistically, you have to be when they aren't around, which is more than you think. They both work for the government, and oftentimes they're both gone around the same time. You do your part of course, make sure the house is nice and tidy, groceries are stocked for when they come home starving. They need all the nutrition they can get. You like to give them a taste of domesticated peace when you are able to. Being self-employed definitely has its perks when it comes to scheduling. The boys insist you don't even need to work, but you don't want to seem useless. You're grateful for them, and you like to show it. Who knows what you'd be doing if you hadn't met, let alone date Leon S Kennedy and Chris Redfield. You'll admit, when they're home, you're putty in their hands. Only after you've taken care of them though, you want to make sure they're safe and sound at home. To them, you're their precious flower, their safe haven. 

Currently you're walking home from the market, which happens to be right outside of the neighborhood. It's quite convenient since you don't have a car, you like walking around anyway. You have three filled totes of foods, you've been needing to fill the fridge. Both your boyfriends have been on a mission for the last two weeks. The time has been lonely and boring, but you're proud that they're saving the world. As you approach the house, you notice your neighbor staring at you. His name is Gary, and he's usually sitting in the dark or watering his front lawn.You offer a warm smile, although he is a creepy older man, you try to be friendly. He slowly waves at you.

“Need a hand, doll?” Gary steps forward in your direction. You let out a nervous chuckle and shake your head. “I'm alright, Mr. Dawson, thank you though.” You politely decline as you approach your porch. The older man stops at the fence dividing your yards. He keeps a smile on his face, one that shows his dirty, cracked up teeth. All that smoking really did a number on him. 

“Where are those strong men of yours? Shouldn't they be helping their little lady?” He questions, raising a brow. You roll your eyes as you fumble with your keys, trying to open the door. 

“They're at work, but don't worry, I can take care of myself.” This wouldn't be the first time he's tried to get close to you, in a way that is more than friendly neighbor. Anytime the guys aren't here, he's trying his best to get to you. Means he's scared of them, but you're not so easily put off. Having two special agents as boyfriends has its perks when it comes to self defense. Fortunately, Gary hasn't pushed too far. 

“Don't you ever get lonely when those boys are gone all the time?” The old man asked with a tilt of his head, his brows furrowed slightly. You sigh as you finally open the door, you turn your head to him, pick up your grocery totes, and give him a fake smile. 

“Nope! They never make me feel lonely, have a good day Mr. Dawson!” You quickly enter the house and close the door. While it's supposed to be a ‘neighborly’ conversation, you always end up uncomfortable. The way he looks at you always makes it worse. You shrug it off and continue with your day, putting away the groceries and organizing the kitchen. You hear the sound of your phone going off, you received two messages. Both from your boyfriend's.

Hey baby, Leon and I will be home tonight.

So excited to see you princess, expect cuddles.

You smile brightly as you read the messages, they're finally coming home! You just have to do something special, maybe make their favorite meal. You gasp as an idea pops into your head. You quickly go to your room and search through your closet. After a couple minutes of digging through your clothes, you find a lingerie set you recently got. It's lavender lace, with a little bow at the top. It perfectly cups your breasts, and shows off your curves. You put it on and wear a blue silk robe that Leon gifted you. Humming softly, you fix your hair and check the time. They should be home in a couple hours, so you decide to set the table and prepare to cook dinner.

“You know Claire can't keep a secret.” You hear the door open from the front room, the sound of Leon and Chris's chuckles blessing your ears. You jump off the couch and watch as they take their shoes off. “That's true, I remember when we told her about asking Y/n out. She was so close to slipping we had to go for it.” Chris laughed before seeing you leaning on the wall of the kitchen. 

“Hey baby girl!” He smiles as he holds his arms out for you. You quickly go into his arms. Chris chuckles and spins you, making you giggle. Leon turns and beams at the sight of you in the shiny robe he got you. He steps forward and hugs the both of you. 

“I missed you guys so much, you have no idea.” You say teary eyed, when they come home alive and safe is when you process the fact that their jobs are incredibly dangerous. You never know if you'll lose one, or both. The boys let you go and smile at you, each of them holding your hands. 

“We missed you too, princess. Was everything okay while we were gone?” Leon asks softly, kissing your knuckles. You smile and nod slowly.

“Everything is clean and food is ready.” You say softly as you examine them for any injuries. You only find a few bruises here and there, which is better than most times. The two smile at you.

“Let's eat then, hm?” Chris goes to the kitchen and serves the plates for all of you. You sit at the table and smile as you all begin to eat. Chris and Leon talk about the mission, or as much as they're able to. Then they insist on hearing how you did. 

“It was good, mainly work and cleaning. I started doing some work outs in the garage, figured it would be good.” You admitted as you picked at your food. Chris and Leon looked at each other before back at you. Chris is the first to speak up.

“That's great, baby girl. Leon and I would love to work out with you if you need pointers.” He tilts his head as you think.

“Yeah, I'd like that. Just.. nothing too intense please. I'm still learning.” You say softly as you look at them. Leon gives you that sweet smile, from the pictures you've seen, that boyish charm never left him.

“We'd never push you too hard, princess.” 

“We actually have a routine idea, but.. might be too intense for ya.” Chris hums out, his tone feigning sympathy. You perk up a bit as Leon smirks.

“What is it?” You ask, tilting your head curiously. Leon takes each of your plates and rinses them off before setting them in the dishwasher.

“It definitely would work up a sweat. Even knocks the wind out of us doesn't it, babe?” He glances over to Chris, earning a chuckle. 

“Maybe you, but I never get tired.” Chris stands and goes behind him, squeezing his ass. Leon jumps and wacks him with a hand towel. You blush, but smile. You always enjoy watching them give each other affection. You stand up and bite your lip.

“Can you show me what it is?” You ask, innocently opening your robe just enough for them to notice the lingerie underneath. It grabs both of their attention.

“I suppose we can teach you, but you have to listen to us. Think you can do that baby girl?” Chris makes his way over to you, pulling you gently by the waist. You smile and nod.

“Use your words.” He orders.

“Yes, Chris.” You sway nervously, starting to feel your heart race in anticipation.

“Good girl.” Chris praises with a kiss to your hairline. Leon hums and goes over to tug at Chris’s jeans. 

“Let's go then, wanna give my lovers a good time.” 

~~~~

Leon and Chris guide you to your shared bedroom. They begin to take off their shirts and pants, leaving themselves in their boxers. You giggle at this, they aren't very good at hiding their eagerness. You can already see the bulges. Chris’s cock definitely has more girth to it, while Leon's got the length. You love the balance, they both make you feel heavenly when you make love. The joy of sharing such intimate moments with the greatest men you know will never get old. 

Chris is the first to initiate, stepping behind you and kissing at the back of your neck. You giggle in response, his stubble being very ticklish. Leon smiles, adoring the sound of your laughter. He'll do anything to hear it, do anything to make both you and Chris happy. He steps forward and grabs your hands, wrapping your arms around his neck. He wastes no time, connecting your lips in a heated kiss. Chris smiles and rubs his calloused hands along your curves. Leon gently parts from you, moving some hair out of your face as you pant. You glance over and see the curtains open, also noticing Gary’s open as well. You start to feel uneasy and shudder. Your boyfriend's notice this. 

“What's wrong, princess?” Leon's deep, but gentle voice rings through your ears. You look at him and point to the open window curtains.

“Mr. Dawson has been making me uncomfortable… again.” You say quietly, gripping Leon's shirt. The blonde quickly looks at Chris, already seeing a look of anger in his eyes.

“Easy there, big guy.” He hums calmly to Chris. While Leon is definitely frustrated by how your neighbor is making you feel, he tends to be the more level headed one. Chris on the other hand, is not afraid to humble someone. He's ready to bang on that door and give Gary a what for.

“Fuckin creep, we really need to get her a gun.” The brunette hisses to his boyfriend. Leon chuckles and pets your head.

“We'd have to show her how to use it first. What do you think, baby?” He looks down at you, a gentle smile appearing. You melt at the sight of him, what a man. Leon and Chris are your fucking gods. You'd do anything to please them.

“I'm willing to learn.” You say softly, wrapping Chris’s arms around your waist, making him relax again. He cracks a smile and kisses your head. Leon slips out of your grasps and goes to close the window, making sure the curtains completely cover it. Chris sways with you and you smirk as you remember what you're wearing. 

“I have a surprise for you, gentlemen.” You hum as you go to the foot of the bed. Leon returns to Chris’s side, both of them looking at you curiously. You slowly untie your robe before letting it fall to the floor, revealing your lingerie. The blonde and brunette gape at the sight of you, taking in your appearance.

“Holy fuck, I'm gonna take a bite out of that cake.” Chris growls, stepping towards you. He lifts you up with ease before tossing you on the bed. You squeak at this, followed by a giggle. He then crawls over you, kissing at your neck again as he starts to take off your set. Leon watches with lust darkening those blue orbs. The scene unfolding in front of him is like a dream. Once Chris has you completely naked, he immediately plays with your breast, making you moan. Your nipples become hard and sensitive.

“Such a lovely girl.” He praises you with a low tone. He then looks over to Leon, noticing him biting his lip.

“Come join the fun, pretty boy.” He gestures the blonde over. Leon's cheeks flush at the nickname, but he's quick to join. Chris carefully kneels beside you as Leon is on your other side. You watch as Chris grabs his throat and pulls him for a kiss. Loving, but also rough. It's a sight that has you squirming, it'll be engraved in your brain. The way Leon whimpers into the kiss all needy is delightful to your ears. You carefully run your hand along the blonde's abs, down to his inner thigh. The sound of his sigh is heard as Chris parts from him, smiling. They both look down at you and you give them an innocent smile.

“Such a good girl,” Leon hums as he trails his hand down to your core, rubbing his middle finger through your slick. You whimper and buck your hips. “She's so wet, Chris.” He breathes out lovingly.

“Oh I bet, poor thing has been missing our dicks, hm?” Chris coos to you, earning a quick nod. He chuckles and pats your thigh.

“On your knees, baby girl.” He orders, you're quick to follow, switching to your hands and knees. Leon laughs a bit at how eager you are, gently rubbing your ass. You smile at him and shake it. Chris slaps it, making you yelp. You glare at him. He laughs and moves behind you, taking a look at your glistening pussy.

“You're right, Lee. She's soaked.” The brunette growls as he watches with lustful eyes. Leon moves over in front of you, finally taking off his boxers to reveal his hard cock. Your mouth waters as you watch it hit his stomach. Leon smirks and cups your cheek.

“Want a taste, princess? Go ahead.” He says in a husky tone. You gingerly lick at his tip, gliding all the way down to his balls. After a moment of doing so, you take him into your mouth, earning a deep groan. Chris smiles at this before leaning down to lick a stripe along your pussy. You moan at the feeling of his tongue, lifting your hips a bit more. Leon grabs your hair, making a ponytail to hold as you bob your head. His head falls back as he moans, while Chris eats you out like a starved man. You suck on your boyfriend hungrily, eyes rolling back as you already feel your climax approaching. Chris smirks and slides two fingers into your clenching hole, pumping them in and out of you. The sound of Leon’s moans grows louder as he grips your hair.

“Fuck- I’m so close princess.” His chest rises and falls with quick, heavy breaths. You feel him twitch in your mouth, bobbing your head a little faster to help him finish. The ache in your jaw is painful, but so worth getting to see Leon come undone. His load shoots into your throat, a loud moan escaping him. His back arches as sweat beads on his forehead. A string of curses follow as you slowly lift your head, letting him go with a pop. You swallow his load and smile at him as he rubs your head. Chris continues to fuck you with his fingers and tongue, a wonderful feeling. The growing feeling of warmth and tightness in your core is making you go dumb, whimpering for him to go faster. As you feel your orgasm about to reach its peak, Chris stops completely. You whine at the sudden emptiness, making the buff man chuckle. 

“I thought we should try something new tonight. How about you take both of us at once?” He suggests, sliding his boxers off. Your eyes widen, cheeks turning red as you look at Leon. He smiles at you and places a gentle kiss on your nose.

“It's up to you, princess. We promise to be careful of course.” He soothes, you think about it for a moment. It’s definitely something you’ve dreamed of, but knowing how big they are, you wonder if they’ll even fit. It’s at least worth a shot, that’s what lube’s for, right?

“I think I’d like that.” You look back at Chris, a sweet smile on your face. Chris returns the smile and rubs your hips. He lifts you up effortlessly, making you giggle. Leon adjusts himself so he’s laying flat on the bed. He then reaches over and grabs a bottle of lube from the drawer of the nightstand. Squeezing a generous amount on his hand, he begins to rub his dick. You watch with fascination before Chris hovers you above Leon. You slowly settle yourself onto him, there’s little resistance due to the lube and how wet you are. You then lay down on his chest, leaving yourself open for Chris to enter. Leon rubs your back while Chris lubes up his dick as well. He lines himself up with your cunt, but doesn’t enter yet.

“What’s the safe word, baby girl?” He asks softly, not wanting you to end up uncomfortable in any way. 

“Red.” You answer quietly, giving him the go ahead to enter. As he slowly slides in, you tense up, biting your lip.

“Relax, Y/n. It’ll ease up shortly, deep breaths.” Leon guides her through it as she squeezes his forearm. Once Chris is bottomed out, he stops, groaning deep in his chest.

“So damn tight.” He and Leon look at each other and smile, wordlessly in agreement that their girlfriend feels like heaven. They have to hold back from moving so that you can adjust. Fortunately, it doesn’t take long for you to let them know they can move. Chris is the first to start thrusting his hips. At first, the stretch is big and of course a little painful; but as they move, you can feel the pain fade into pleasure. Your mouth hangs open as soft moans escape you, taking comfort in the way they both have you sandwiched. It feels so good, so safe to be in between them. Leon whimpers as he feels you clench, whispers of praises being spoken in your ear. While Chris is growling and occasionally degrading you.

“Pussy’s so tight for me, baby. You like being a dirty whore for us, huh?” He grabs your hair, lifting your head a bit as you mumble.

“Yes sir, please- i’m gonna cum!” You moan out, Leon chuckles and cups your cheeks.

“Go ahead, sweetheart, cum for us.” As he gives you permission, you feel the knot in your core snap. A loud moan falls from your lips as the overwhelming sensation of your orgasm takes over. The feeling of you tightening around them only urges Leon to follow. He groans as his second climax takes over, holding you closer. Chris finishes last as usual, he grunts as he thrusts harder into you, making you whimper. The feeling of both of them filling you up is just so amazing. The movements come to a stop, all of you laying on each other as you breath heavily. The boy’s look over you to make sure you’re okay, and they can’t help but smirk as they see their cum ooze out of you.

“Alright then, bath time.” Chris stands and lifts you up, Leon goes ahead and sets a warm bath for all of you. He kisses Chris, then you. You’re incredibly grateful to have these caring men in your life.

[harry-sussex]

This was, no joke, the best moment of my entire life. I have been waiting so long for this. I never thought it would happen.

I had originally planned to volunteer with the UK branch of my job today, but when I saw the announcement, I knew I had to do this instead. I decided to get dinner at the pub, Dog and Duck, last night to look inside and try it out - I got bangers and mash and some fish (sans chips) as an appetizer, and it was legitimately so good. I also tried the Timothy Taylor’s Landlord Beer – you can see William in the photos from today right behind the tap. My server’s name was Bernie, and you can see her in some photos with William and Kate today too – tiny woman, short gray hair cut into a bob.

I set earlier alarms this morning but due to the time difference / jet lag, I didn’t make it here until 10am. I popped into a Tesco Express on the way to grab some flowers at @avidroyalfan’s advice – yellow of course, the brightest bunch I could find.

I made it over to the area around the pub and there were barricades and policemen everywhere. There was also a black Range Rover parked at the far end of Frith Street – the street they mentioned in the press release yesterday. It thought it was mildly crowded when I got there, but it didn’t even begin to compare to the crowd that had gathered closer to their arrival.

I really had trouble picking where I was going to stand – I didn’t want to be behind anyone, I just wanted to be up against the barricade, but given that the crowd was so relatively sparse on Frith Street (as opposed to right across from the pub on Dean Street) when I got there, I wasn’t sure they were going to come my way. I was also praying that I’d be on Kate’s side of the road if they came by – you guys know I love William, but if I had a chance, this once in a lifetime chance, I needed Kate. I went with my gut, a little further down the road than where the crowd at the time had started to assemble, so I could be right against the barricades. From the moment I got to the barricade, I was literally shaking, and I am not exaggerating – you can see it in one of the videos.

I passed the time talking to some lovely people – some of whom planned to be there and some of whom happened to stroll by. I met a lovely woman, Cath, who took tons of photos without me even asking – she just saw how excited I was and took the photos to send to me. Another woman named Teri did the same – just out of the kindness of their own hearts. Those are most of the photos you guys are going to see – I took a bunch while Kate was walking around, but I didn’t want to put my own camera in her face if she was standing right in front of me.

I stood for more than four hours start to finish and I do not regret it in the slightest. I thought a lot about what I was going to say to her if I had the chance – I’ve thought about it so many times over the years, but what could I really say that would summarize more than 10 years of pure admiration and adoration in 30 seconds or less? What could I – an American in London all the way from New York – possibly say to the UK’s next queen to tell her how much she’s meant to me for all these years?

There was a policeman right in front of me – his name was Thompson – who was subtly dropping hints about what was going on. He couldn’t say much but he did hint at the time we could expect them to arrive – about 12:45pm. He ended up pretty close – he told me that he got randomly assigned to the event today and that he (and basically the entire police force) would also be at the coronation. He also confirmed that they would be walking down Frith Street, where I was, though he wouldn’t hint at which of them was going to be on my side of the street.

By the time they arrived, the crowd had literally quadrupled – maybe even more. People were on the rooftops and hanging out of windows. Very few of them had flowers. Businesses let people go on their steps to get a closer view. A helicopter was circling above for security. There were policemen and RPOs everywhere. I thought William and Kate were going to drive right up to the pub but instead they walked from the far end of the street – I suppose because they took the tube. Speaking of the tube, that’s the exact line I took this morning. That’s also where the (absolutely enormous) press pack was assembled.

I could tell when they arrived, even though I couldn’t see them right away, because the roar of the crowd and the sound of dozens of cameras clicking said everything I needed to know. As I was a bit further down the street, I didn’t get the greatest view, but it didn’t matter – you could see Kate from a mile away. That jacket was bright in and of itself but she literally glows. There’s just an inherent radiance about her that cannot be explained unless you see it in real life – she’s ethereal in photos, but they don’t even begin to do her justice. She’s radiant. Also, you can see that her hair is perfect no matter how far away you are. As they turned the corner to get to the pub, I was able to crane my neck a little bit to see them get closer to the door, and I saw The Hand with my own two eyes. William placed his hand on Kate’s lower back to guide her inside – we’ve seen photos millions of times, but seeing it with my own two eyes was unreal. Completely surreal.

They spent far less time inside the pub than I would’ve thought (unless time was flying because I knew they were coming), but again, you could hear them come out the door just by virtue of the roar of the crowd. Thompson the policeman then told me that Kate was coming to my side of the street. I thought I was shaking before – nope, not even remotely compared to how I was when I heard that she was coming my way. I saw William first across the street – he went through relatively quickly but I could somewhat hear him saying “nice to meet you” over and over, shaking hands, laughing, the usual. He’s huge – I always knew he was tall but he’s massive, tall and broad. You could tell from twenty feet away - he’s huge. At one point, I literally blurted out “he’s not wearing blue!” once I saw the brown coat. He was on the side of the road that had more people, and he moved along at a solid pace - it’s definitely true that Kate is a chatter, no wonder they gave her the side of the street with fewer people. She would’ve been outside for 3 hours if she was greeting the amount of people on William’s side. He’s honestly such a good sport – he was shaking hands, standing on his tip toes and craning over the barricades to greet as many people as possible. I could very clearly see the faces of the people looking directly at him – you can tell they absolutely love him. Such genuine smiles. The pure adoration and happiness in their eyes said everything one needs to know – those people absolutely love him like their own.

When Kate turned the corner from the pub towards where I was standing, I swear to god my heart jumped right into my throat and my stomach dropped. God, she’s beautiful. Like I knew this, it isn’t news, the entire world is perfectly aware that she’s one of the most beautiful women on the face of the earth…. but she still managed to stun me anyway. She’s radiant. Absolutely gorgeous.

Somewhere along the way, as she moved down the line of people in my direction, it occurred to me that I was legitimately going to meet, or at the very least greet, Her Royal Highness The Princess of Wales, after all this time, after so many years… I am not exaggerating when I say I was physically shaking. You can see it on my face in the photos even as she approached, before she came near me – I wasn’t panicking, I was just in awe. I’ve always known she was real of course, but she’s… actually real? Do you know what I mean?

She was moving so slowly compared to William – I swear he was already 75% of the way through his side of the crowd by the time Kate got to me. That’s when I really noticed that she is just so chatty – I didn’t notice her just greeting someone and then moving on quickly. She was so engaged. Every single person I could see was like entranced by her very presence - she’s literally such a vision. It’s not just me, it’s not just us – people are completely fascinated by her.

And then.

She came closer and closer – as I was on her left, I could see the ring. It’s huge – like, it’s big on camera, but the thing is enormous. I could not believe for the life of me that she was right there. I made sure to stick the flowers out enough and stand up straight and believe me when I say I didn’t have to remind myself to smile or make eye contact – I could literally feel myself beaming (right before she got to me):

When she came over, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Before I knew it, Kate was reaching to shake my hand and saying “nice to meet you” and I literally still cannot believe it. I handed over the flowers and I said to her:

“It’s nice to meet you, I just wanted to tell you that I have admired you for so long and that I also studied Italian Renaissance art history just like you did.”

When I said that I admired her, she said “oh, thank you!” as I continued to ramble about the art. She was still holding the flowers. I cannot believe that there are so many pictures of Her Royal Highness The Princess of Wales holding bright yellow flowers that I got for her while smiling ear to ear – she handed them off before she moved onto the next person, so she is definitely smiling at me in those photos.

She then asked me if I liked studying art, and I said of course – she responded “me too!” After that, she asked me if I used it in my career, and I said no (which I don’t) but my master’s was a passion project. She then asked where I flew from (the accent, I guess) and I told her that I came from New York. She said that it was such a long way to come and that she was surprised at how many people have traveled so far for the big weekend. She touched my arm so sweetly for like the quickest second; she then said that it was going to be such a big event and that she was looking forward to joining the celebrations and that it was going to be good for everyone.

The last thing I said to her was “also, I ate in the pub last night because I heard you were coming!” and she responded with “oh that’s great, how was the food?” It was legitimately fantastic – I told her so – and she said that they would have to come back and try it when there were fewer people around.

It was then time for her to get moving so I just said “it was so nice to meet you” again and she said “nice to meet you, have a nice day!” Right before she moved on and as she was saying goodbye, she handed off the flowers and went on her way.

The whole thing lasted maybe two minutes, but I will remember it for the rest of my life. Her eyes are so green and she’s just so stunning up close and I just cannot believe she was that close to me and that we were able to talk and she is everything I have ever dreamed she would be and more. Just so sweet and gorgeous and engaged in what we were talking about – she didn’t just say “hi” and “bye,” you know? She listened to what I said and responded back without generalities… everything I ever dreamed of and more. I thought I couldn’t love her more – I do now. She has made my entire day and my entire life and I will literally never forget the vision of Her Royal Highness The Princess of Wales, Catherine Elizabeth, someone I have adored for more than a decade, standing in front of me.

I am so happy I could cry. I was stunned after - literally could not believe what just happened to me. Take a look at the video below - you can see part of our conversation and then just the pure shock at the end. My hands were literally shaking.

Once the shock wore off, I did in fact cry. They say never to meet your heroes – why not? How could you go wrong meeting someone you have idolized when that someone is Kate?

[walder-138]

Questions for Annika, Jack, & Oswald:

What's this oc's biggest fear?

What's this oc's mental health state?

What's your favorite thing about this oc?

How does this oc feel about physical affection?

How does this oc get along with people they just met?

VICE!!!!! WHADDUP GIRL!!!! TYSM FOR THE ASK!!!!!

1) What’s this oc’s biggest fear?

Annika: People. Not in a social anxiety typa way (scared of judgement etc), but of what they are capable of. Annika has been exposed to human cruelty from a young age, growing up as a child soldier in a terrorist organization convinced her that every single person around her wanted to hurt her.

Over the years, her fear manifested into hate for humanity. It was never real hate, but ‘hate’ was the only label she could put on it without feeling like a coward. Fear is weak, Anya. Fear is weak. Hate and anger protected her; who wants to pet a rabid dog?

Jack: His scientific ‘research’ being exposed to the public. Jack is incapable of fear or anxiety; he’s a textbook sociopath, but he really doesn’t wanna stop performing his research and experiments (he worked on MK Ultra since he became a doctor) Seeing it flourish due to his involvement has been his greatest achievement, that being taken away from him would tear him apart.

Oz: Losing his daughter, Jenny. I’ve said this before and I’ll say this again; she’s the reason why he got off drugs following Vietnam and stopped being a verbally abusive misogynist to almost every single woman in his life. Oz knows that if he lost her, he’d most likely have a pretty bad relapse and fall back into his old bad habits.

2) What’s this OC’s mental health state?

Annika: Take a wild guess.

Jack: He’s balling honestly 😭 With everything that happened with Bell being a complete success, (assuming Annika isn’t Bell; she detonates the nukes) he basically saw his top project take off. Sure, the dumbasses in the safehouse didn’t listen to him about keeping Bell under that trance or whatever, but he can always start again; make another one.

Bro’s walking on sunshine!

In reality, Jack can’t feel anything. All of his emotions are fabricated. There could be a spark; of hope, or pity, or amusement, or some kinda love, but it’s never enough. He’s almost completely numb. He hates it sometimes, but Jack can’t miss what he’s never had.

Now about the state of his actual brain… uh ask Abbey about that. She fed him the curb

Oz: Shitty. He is constantly haunted by visions from his past. He can barely sleep at night without seeing his men -his sons- dead around him. The heroin, the morphine, and the LSD were the only things keeping him from having to see their mangled bodies scattered every time he blinked. Rehab helped him get over his addiction, but he hated talking to those damn prissy ass shrinks. But now that Jenny’s around, he can’t be high all the damn time, so Oz has to deal with it without any assistance from anyone but his ex.

He’s stressed, and he thinks he can’t do it anymore, but he wakes up every morning and does.

3) What’s your favorite thing about this OC?

Annika: How far her development’s come along. I based her off me when I play video games (I rage a lot 😭) and had to think about how, realistically, someone with an erratic fighting style would come to develop it. Since I die a lot, I figured Annika wouldn’t have any formal military training except by the terrorist organization she was raised in. I really wanted to make her a reflection of my video game playing style, and I’m happy to say that she does. Just with more depth now.

Jack: He’s not far along in his development process, so this will most likely change but so far, it’s how two-faced he is. When you talk to Jack, he genuinely seems like a nice guy that you’d wanna crack a couple cold ones with on a nice, hot day, while all of his ‘patients’ are horrified of him. Dudebro’s the reason Abbey doesn’t like British people 😭

Oz: I’ve got two things. How real he is. I’ll admit; a lot of my ocs are over exaggerated, but at least in my opinion, he’s the most realistic. I’ve made a post going slightly more into depth about this a while back. The other thing is that Oz is somehow my 2nd most morally stable character after all the shit he’s done 😭😭😭

4) What does this OC feel about physical affection?

Annika: She yearns for it. Annika’s never felt the loving touch of any individual that wouldn’t later be used to hurt her. Now, I’m not saying it’s a smart idea to abruptly give her a hug, unless you wanna pull back a bloody stump or you’re her girlfriend, as that scares her, tying back to her fear of people.

Jack: He doesn’t particularly care for it one way or another. Jack might tuck someone’s hair behind their ears if he’s being patronizing, or pat them on the shoulder to reassure them, he doesn’t really get anything from it. He won’t provide any physical contact if it doesn’t benefit him, unless it’s with his partner. Everyone else, even Jack’s own kids, can go to hell.

Oz: Oz is touched starved. At this point, he’d take any form of physical contact from anyone. The problem is, he doesn’t feel like he deserves it, so he recoils from it at every opportunity it’s shown. He says it’s unmanly, but if a woman even patted him on the cheek, bro’s getting a bit excited 🤭

5) How does this OC get along with people they just met?

Annika: Not well. Annika already hates the people she actually knows, introducing her to a person she doesn’t know will ensure hostility. Unless you’re going on a mission with her, she doesn’t want to know anything about you. She doesn’t want to know what you think about the weather. Her life wouldn’t be impacted if you lived or died, and she wants you to know it 😭If she can, Annika would just walk away after the initial greeting.

Jack: He’s the opposite of Annika, at least on the outside. He introduces himself, shakes your hand, and offers to take your coat. Very gentlemanly, especially to women and children. He presents himself as a genuine caring and kind man, giving gifts and offering to listen/help anyone around him. So whenever people (Abbey) accuse him of doing something, everyone tends to be like “Not Jack! He helped me sort through my divorce!” even if they barely know him, cause Jack’s just so damn polite.

Oz: Oz is extremely awkward. Most of the times when he’s meeting someone for the first time he just kinda stands there like🧍‍♂️waiting for his friend to finish talking so he can go watch the Patriots game. He isn’t rude about it though; he’ll smile and wave but he isn’t too good at small talk. Only when he starts to open up more will he start being the asshole we all know and love.

[imaginexwwe]

SPRING BREAK 2 - Roman Reigns

TIME SKIPS and APPEARANCE BY COLBY

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REAL NAMES WILL BE USED

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SPRING BREAK IS OVER AND SUMMER BREAK IS BEGINNING ALL WHILE Y|N'S LIFE IS SLOWLY FALLING APART AND SHES CLUELESS TO REALIZE HER MYSTERY MAN IS CLOSER THAN SHE KNOWS

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PART 1 (×)

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"Thank you for taking me out, tonight." I said, as I walked hand in hand with Joe back to the the beach house.

After that night we spent together, he had asked if I wanted to go out with him to this restaurant not to far from where the house.

And at first I wasn't sure if I had wanted to go, not because I didn't want to see him.

But because I was slightly embarrassed about how I had acted with him the very first time we had met.

I mean, that wasn't me.

I didn't act like that and I definitely don't just sleep with a guy hours after meeting him.

Basically I didn't want him to have the wrong impression of me and expect what happened that night to happen the next time we saw each other.

So of course I used the fact that this was Tori and I's trip and I didn't want to be that friend that just up and leaves her just cause a guy wanted to show me some attention.

No matter how I desperately wanted him to show me some attention again.

If you know what I mean.

But now that tonight's the last night that Tori and I would be in Miami, I just figured why not.

It honestly seemed like perfect timing because Joe, just so happened to show up at the house again, claiming he was in the area and decided to take a chance asking me out again.

And obviously I agreed to go to dinner with him and I had a blast.

We talked, he told some corny jokes, some of which were of the sexual nature, and just basically made me laugh like I hadn't in a long time.

I mean, that man had me laughing so hard at times that other guest at the restaurant kept giving us weird looks and eventually we decided it was just best if we left before guest got fed up and asked management to ask us to leave.

I could really see something long term with this man, I silently thought a huge smile on my face.

"What's got you smiling so much?" Joe asked, as we came to a stop in front of the door.

"You." I blushed, hiding my face in his muscular chest.

Joe chuckled, pulling me closer to him, letting the hand I wasn't currently holding on to rest on my butt as he continued to hold me in silence.

After what seemed like a minute or two of silence, I sighed, reality setting in even more. "This week's went by fast, huh?"

"Yeah," Joe quickly replied. "I only wish we were able to spend more time together before you left."

I nodded, my face still buried in his chest, taking in his now familiar scent. "We have the rest of tonight." I replied, finally pulling away from his chest. "That's if you wanna stay the night again."

Joe shook his head. "I got a early flight tomorrow and I haven't even packed yet."

I poked out my lips, looking up at with the best puppy dog eyes I could muster up. "Please..?" I asked, slowly running my finger down his chest, stopping at the waistband of his pants. "I promise it'll be worth it." I added, as I began sliding my finger even further down.

"Y|N," Joe groaned, grabbing at my hand to stop me before I reached his member. "I really can't..." He forced out, mumbling a quick, "even though I really want to," after.

Fine, I thought to myself as I silently turned on my heels, ready to leave him at the door without another word.

I do recall him mentioning that he had this career that required him to travel a lot.

How he never had much time in one place.

But I didn't expect him to turn down casual sex, especially since it'll more than likely be the last time me or him see each other.

"We'll see each other again, babe." Joe said, almost as if he had read my mind.

I nodded, biting down on my lip. "Goodbye kiss?"

Without answering, Joe just wrapped an arm around me, pulling me close, leaning down seconds later to give me a kiss.

•

A few minutes later, I slowly made my way back inside the house.

"Your man's not coming in?" Tori asked, as soon as I shut the door, and locked it.

I frowned, going over to where she was laid out on the couch eating popcorn. "Nope," I mumbled. "He's got a early flight for work and he says that he needs to get home to pack and get some rest I guess. But he did give me his number so..." I continued before trailing off.

Tori nodded, shoving a handful of popcorn in her mouth. "Well, at least you did get some dick this trip." I heard her say, as she chewed. "The closest I got was that weir-" She abruptly stopped talking, her eyes getting wide when she heard my phone ringing before I silenced it. "Ooh, is that Joe missing you already?" She giggles, as she playfully elbowed me.

"Tori," I said, rolling my eyes. "I told you, he gave me his number. Not I gave him my number."

"I know," Tori replied, "I just thought that maybe you had sent him a text while or something and so now he has your number and was calling."

I shook my head. "No," I groaned, hearing my phone start to ring again. "It's just my dad." I said, just letting my phone ring until it stopped on its own. "I'll call him in the morning. I'm going to bed." I added, standing up from the couch, and making my way upstairs to my room.

•

"This is all your fault." I screamed at my bestfriend Tori, handing her the two positive pregnancy tests in my hand.

We were currently back home in Iowa, and spring break was almost a month ago.

And a couple weeks ago I had started getting sick, which wasn't like me.

I was throwing up random times throughout the day, mostly in the morning, constantly felt nauseous.

Started having bad headaches, which was rare, like I get them but not as constantly as I have been getting them now.

And for a while I shrugged it off as me worrying about passing my finals and all the studying I've been having to do before summer break, but then I looked at my calendar, realizing I still hadn't gotten my period then boom...

It hit me.

I may be pregnant.

So if course I swallowed my nerves, went down to the store and purchased two different brands of pregnancy tests and of course with my luck both came back positive.

Yay, me, I thought sarcastically.

A nineteen year old college student whose just figuring out her life, is now going to be responsible for another.

"I don't want to touch your pee sticks." Tori childishly replied, shaking her head. "And how is this my fault?" She questioned, crossing her arms.

I gasped, looking at her in disbelief, is she serious right now? "You're the dumbass that invited those guys to my dad's beach house, insisted we have all those shots, and now look what happened."

"But I never insisted that you sleep with whatever his name is." She defensively replied. "That was all you, Y|N."

"Yeah," I groaned. "But you were the reason he even was there."

Tori sighed. "I told you to use a condom."

"He did."

I felt tears stinging my eyes as I went over and placed the two test on the sink. "I didn't want this." I mumbled. "I hate we even went to Miami."

"Maybe it's not his," Tori said, her voice sympathetic. "Maybe it's Austin's." She added, causing me to cringe at the mention of my on again, off again boyfriend of six years.

Who I just so happen to be on, with at the time.

And kinda during the Miami trip, but he cheated on me before so I guess we're even.

Not that I was trying to get even, it's not like I was trying to do some revenge cheating or anything, I just happened to forget all about him everytime Joseph came around.

Then I'd eventually check my phone, see a missed call or text from him and, well you get it.

"No, it's definitely not his."

Unfortunately.

"My conception date's not adding up to the last time Austin and I fooled around, but that would be so much easier because I did know where he was." I mumbled. "Unlike Joe."

"You said you have his number." Tori replied. "Call him and find out when he's got a day off or something and maybe he could come to Iowa and you could tell him about the pregnancy."

I shook my head. "I can't ask him to spend his off days in boring Iowa, Tori."

"Well you have to at least call him and curse his ass out for getting you pregnant."

Again, I shook my head. "It was my decision to have sex too." I said, through tears. "Besides," I added, my voice barely a whisper. "I can't get in touch with him."

"Why not?" Tori, pressed on, confusion showing on her face.

"I think he gave me the wrong number."

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Later that night, I laid out on the couch, curled up as I mindlessly flipped from channel to channel.

Tori had gone back to her parent's house about an hour ago after we miserably failed at finding Joe online considering I didn't even know his last name, and I was left alone with my thoughts.

How could I be so stupid?

Having one night stands with a person who I just met hours before wasn't me.

That's Tori's thing.

Why couldn't this be her?

She'd be handling this way better than I ever could.

And of course how could Joseph do this to me?

I mean, clearly neither of us tried to make a baby, like I said he had a condom but his number...

He gave me a fake number.

What was was the point of taking ne out if he didn't even like me enough to give me his actual number?

Why pretend to like someone when you've already had no strings attached sex with that person?

What if his name isn't even Joseph?

Am I even willing to go through with this pregnancy, let alone have this baby?

Would I want to keep it, or give it up to family that really wants a baby?

"Can you just stay on one channel?" My annoying, older brother, Colby asked.

He wasn't actually my brother, more like my step brother since my dad and his mom had gotten married like a decade ago.

I rolled my eyes. "Can you go upstairs to your room and leave me the fuck alone?"

You don't even live here, I thought to myself.

Colby is actually a wrestle nerd or something like that, that spent most of his time on the road traveling with some company doing wrestle stuff.

He doesn't even use his real name, he wrestles under Seth Rollins or some shit.

I've never seen a match in person, never watched it on TV, basically anything with wrestling I avoid.

Clearly I'm not a fan.

"You're a twenty five year old loser at your parent's house instead of your own." I added, childishly kicking at him.

It's not that I didn't like my step brother, it's just that I was in my feelings about my situation and really didn't want to be bothered.

"Fuck, Y|N," Colby shouted, making me flinch slightly. "Watch my damn knee."

I gasped, frowning as I immediately sat up on the couch. "Shit," I replied, regretting my actions. "I'm so sorry, Colby." I apologized. "I forgot about your knee."

I even forgot why he had been staying here.

From what I heard from our parents, Colby had tweaked his knee during a match and had to have surgery on it, which was why he was staying here.

Our parents, mostly his mom, insisted he recover here so he could have someone to help him when he needed something.

"I didn't hit it, did I?" I asked, looking down at the bandaged knee.

Colby shook his head. "No," He answered, slowly stretching his leg with the bum knee out so that it could rest comfortably on the coffee table, groaning as he did so. "But what's up with you?" He asked, glancing over at me.

"Life."

"Is life code for the two pregnancy tests I saw in the trash, in the bathroom?" Colby asked, making my heart race. "It's not Tori's is it?" He wondered, probably from the way I was acting.

How stupid was I to leave the tests in the downstairs bathroom trash can?

Or in the house at all?

I nodded, avoiding Cody's sympathetic gaze.

I knew I fucked up big time and I didn't need his eyes to remind me.

"No." I whispered. "It's mines and no, it's not Austin's." I added, just knowing that would be the next thing he asked me, then I just decided to come clean with the rest. "And don't even bother asking me who the father is, cause all I know is his name is supposedly Joseph or Joe, and on top of that I don't know his last name, so..."

Colby let out a sigh. "When did my little sister become the fucked up one?" He asked, making me giggle for the first time in I don't know how long.

"That I don't have the answer to."

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This was supposed to be a 1 or 2 part thing but I don't know know lol who wants more?

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PART 3

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T A G S -

@southerngirl41

[geo-winchester]

Alright so I'll be requesting 3 times for both Taron, Eggsy and Jimmy lmao so I'm sorry for the spam :)

How about

35. Put your seatbelt on. With Eggsy?

THE COACH

A/N: hi lovely, im so sorry for make you wait! I know I been gone for a while, I promise I’m trying to write as fast as I can but this couple of months have been a roller coster of emotions, so I’m sorry that this took me a while, I also hope that you don’t mind that I used another request for this, I hope that this is what both of you wait for and hope you have a good day/night!🩵

TARON EGERTON MASTERLIST

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When you met Jimmy you never thought you’ll be with someone like him, he was the opposite of what you see on a guy, he was likes to show off everything he has, he always had that smirk on his face every time you always look at him, but somehow you end up falling for his charms, you were there the day he was arrested, you visited him every time you could. That night he asked to see you, you rushed to the place and when you finally saw his face you knew something was off, Jimmy pulled you in his arms. 

-Hey- you said -Are you ok? What’s going on? 

-I… uh Beaumont offered me a deal- you couldn’t help but chuckled

-You can’t thrust him, he offered you a deal and look where are you now- he nodded

-This time he wasn’t alone, he came with some lady from FBI- you were confused -they want me to go to a facility on Springfield and make some psycho talk and they let me walk free…- he wait for your answer but you couldn’t say something -I know I shouldn’t thrust Beaumont, but if I succeed they let me walk free, all the charges would be erased and we can start over again, we could have a nice house, have a dog or a cat, we can maybe have a kid or two…- you just look at him- babe please say something…

-Is it dangerous?- he looks away -Jimmy tell me the truth, is it dangerous?

-yes- he said -it could be dangerous- you look away -but what am I supposed to do? If I stay here and complete the sentence what are the chances that I can have a normal job? That dreamed house and family happen? and…

-And what?

-And I have to give justice to all those little girls, he killed them and they deserved some justice- he said with some tears in his eyes, you took his hands and sighed.

-Just promise me you’ll be careful- he nodded.

You like to say that you barely remember those days but he continues to work for the police, but days like this one you could swear that nothing happened, like you got a normal apple pie life for all those years. You look at Jimmy as he trains your son’s team. He offered to be the coach of the football team so that he can spend more time with his kid. You like to watch the training, every now and then you notice how Jimmy looks at you and wink at you. When they are finally done you walk to them. 

-There are my pretty ladies- Jimmy said, and he kneels to your 2 year old daughter -do you have fun with your momma?- your daughter nods. 

-momma, did you see how fast I ran- your son asked, making you smile. 

-I did, champ, you’re the best one- you said. 

-That’s because he has the best coach- Jimmy said with a smirk. 

-Oh really, you never teach me how to play football.

-You never asked me to do it- he answered -I can teach you, darling. 

-Ok let's do this- you said with a smile and your kids celebrated.

He teaches you the basics, the rules, how to catch the ball, how to throw it back, and after that you spend most of the time running away from him, he always catches you but sometimes you are faster than him, then your kids come along and play with you. It was until you threw yourself on the grass and your kids fell above you when you stopped. 

-You’re done babe?- Jimmy asked you, you nod and you extend your arms.

-I'm tired- you said, he rolled his eyes but he carried you to the car, when he put you down in your seat he made sure to put your seatbelt on and you couldn’t help but smile. 

-What? I don’t want to make sure that my lovely and tired wife is secure in the car- he said, you gave him a quick kiss, when he finally got into the driver seat you noticed that he was watching your kids in the mirror, you took his hand.

-You ok?- he nod.

-Sometimes I feel that this is just a dream and I’m going to wake up in that prison…

-Hey, look at me- you said as you took his cheek -this is real, you kept your promise all those years ago, and i hope you keep it when you got a call again- he nodded as he kissed your hand.

-God, what have I done to have you?

-Asked for my number in the most weird way- you said making him laugh -but you know I love you, right?- he nods.

-And I love you too, Mrs. Keene.

[captain-mj]

Hear me out, Soapghost, Brahm's The Boy. Eh?? Eh??

I've been talking about this movie a stupid amount lately so... yeah, I'll eat this up. CW: This is based off a horror movie so it's the normal stuff, violence, stuff like that but also noncon voyeurism (Ghost watches Soap without him knowing but also listens to him) and Soap is just in general a bit of a freak

Made quite a few changes but it's the same premise

His interviewer had been a kind older man named Price. He was only in his 30's and was clearly capable of running the place, but he had been told to hire someone while he took a much needed vacation. Apparently, no one else stayed in the house but Price, which seemed a bit odd as he was clearly someone hired on, not the owner. Price had went through all of his duties and most importantly, he went over the lovely, lovely salary.

Soap had thought this job was just a bit too good to be true. He had to do some basic house sitting things and then he was clear. Also, he had to be nice to this doll.

The thing was... honestly kinda cute. His body was soft cotton over some stuffing and a skull design. Yeah, he wasn't the best of dolls, but he was a doll.

A cute doll. But a doll. nonetheless. His name was Ghost.

Regardless, he followed the rules. He had grown up Scottish and hearing of Brownies and other little folklore creature. Make breakfast. Give Ghost doll a kiss on forehead. Don't question any weird happenings, it's an old house. Make dinner, leave a section for Ghost. And always make sure to leave a cup of tea out at night. One cream, two sugars. Extra strong tea.

It tasted like tea, just rather sweet. Soap didn't like it. He had tried to make himself a cup to have with the mystery thing in the walls, but he ended up stopping and going to bed after a while. Each time, the food and drink was consumed.

Soap had... accepted that something was there with him. He was fairly certain it was a cat or something that could smell the cream. Most of the dishes were fairly meat based or had a lot of broth. It didn't make the most sense, but the alternate was a dog and he'd rather not think about some silent mutt walking around stealing food off the tables. Riley, the only dog on the entire property, was far too well trained for such behaviors. The little dog was odd, often staring at the walls for hours or sometimes disappearing around corners. Soap wasn't a big fan of dogs but he did make exceptions for her.

Things were a little spooky sometimes, but Soap never found himself being frightened. I mean... Ghost was a pretty good protector he always joked with the people that delivered groceries. Plus, whether it be ghost, monster or a dog, it hadn't come close to Soap yet. It occasionally made the floor creak or moved things, but nothing bad or mischievous.

The fact that he got to live in this huge house that sprawled out over acres of land and had it's own lake was excellent too. Every week on Sunday, someone would deliver groceries. It was clear they were being altered slightly, no two exactly the same although meals interlapped all the time, but Soap chalked it up to a delivery system that lets someone schedule different orders.

"Do you know anything about the man that hired you?" The delivery guy always spoke in hushed tones, looking around the home nervously, as if a man would pop up out of nowhere to bring death and ruin, but now, they werespeaking at barely above a decibel, glancing around feverishly.

Soap shrugged. "No. Just know how much I'm paid and what my job entails. Why?"

"Simon Riley was an odd guy, even before the fires. Some people insist he started them. He's an odd fellow. if he hired you, I'd tread lightly." The man looked at him uneasily before glancing at the wall directly behind Soap. His mouth fell into a grimace. "Fucking freak."

Soap felt a weird surge of protectiveness. Yes, he had never met Simon in person, but the entire place felt like a huge memorial to his family. Each room decorated like they'd come back to it and, if this guy was to believed, that meant he had to recreate each detail. He was also a very generous employer and he'd never wronged Soap or anyone that he'd talked to. Soap wanted the man out of the house, feeling a very strong sense of being watched thanks to the entire situation. "Haven't met him. Thank you."

The man looked at him with something strangely similar to pity before nodding. "See you next week, MacTavish." He left Soap alone to put the groceries away.

"Fucking asshole." Soap started to put the groceries away and quickly heard the floor creak. "Ghost?"

Complete silence.

He ignored it and put everything away. After stretching real quick, back popping and limbs burning just a little, he tried to decide what to do. His shoulder injury was acting up so most things were out. Damn thing had already gotten him discharged after only a year in the services, he didn't see the reason for it to keep tormenting him.

Riley seemed to have an idea so he took her on a walk. Most dogs preferred schedules, Soap knew, but according to Price, Riley was an ex military dog and had a mind of her own. Soap thought she was like him and after the military, they just liked experiencing each day as a new thing. Not just a repeat of the old ones.

She stopped at the edge of the property and kept glancing at him before trying to trot a little farther away. Soap whistled and she walked back, clearly displeased that he didn't follow her. Riley barked at him and circled him before tapping her nose against his thigh like she was trying to herd him. He laughed her off and motioned back inside. She followed, though clearly still upset about it.

Soap went and showered, letting the hot water filter over him. Price had assured him that the only cameras were on the outside of the house, but he always felt watched in here. Ghost, his little doll companion, always waited outside. It was silly, not wanting the doll to be able to look at him, but he couldn't help it.

Right now, the feeling wasn't there and Soap took a deep breath before letting his hand slide down. He had no way of knowing that Ghost was right on the other side of the wall, silently holding his breath.

His hand reached down slowly, just barely stroking himself. He bit his lip hard and stroked himself a little more earnestly, getting a tiny gasp that set Ghost's insides on fire.

Soap closed his eyes, going through a few different scenarios. The first thought was of being interrogated, but it felt a bit too harsh. His thoughts drifted to the masked men he had met in the army. The idea of their hands on him.

"Please..." He choked hard, thrusting in hands. "Oh, please." Soap tried for a few minutes, but the edge he needed wasn't there. He shifted his weight, spreading his legs a little so he could reach his hand lower down to press against his hole..

The name popped up in his head. "Ghost." Why he said it out loud was beyond him, but it made the person listening very happy to hear. And very hard.

With shaking hands, Simon undid his belt and tried to make his hand follow Soap's movements based on the grunts and noises he heard. He could turn his head and look through the small crack and watch. Really give himself a show, but he wanted to show some restraint.

Soap managed to get his finger inside and groaned. "Please, Ghost. It feels good."

Ghost's breath sped up and so did his hands. His hips moved of their own accord, jerking up and chasing the pleasure. He could only imagine how Soap would feel. Probably far better than his hand. As long as Soap stayed in his house, he'd take care of him. He got rid of that nasty delivery guy and he'd get rid of anyone else.

Soap was his.

His.

He whimpered and heard Soap stop immediately. Ghost held his breath again as Soap quickly turned off the shower and they both waited to see what would happen.

"John?" Soap called out, listening.

Ghost didn't dare move an inch. This particularly floorboard was creaky and he couldn't risk it.

After a moment, Soap turned the shower back on and quickly finished getting himself cleaned up. He didn't finish though, clearly too freaked out. Ghost scratched at his skin, pissed he had just fucked that up.

Ghost fixed the grocery list again and Soap was happy to get the groceries from the new person the next week.

They were very nice and handed him everything. One of the items was a bottle of lube.

Soap felt himself turn bright red. He had long forgotten about the shower incident, marking everything down as the house settling.

How embarrassing.

However, the lotion was a high quality kind and it looked... Soap had only had lotion and his spit, neither were that great for penetration.

Minutes later, after the stuff that would go bad got put in the fridge, he was using it. He was gagging for it, a little upset his fingers could only go so deep. Soap was rough with himself, liked it that way. His fingers kept going after he felt he'd explode from overstimulation before he finally let himself collapse.

Ghost enjoyed the show and wondered how Soap would feel about dildos. There was no way he'd be able to put that in the order without suspicion, but if ever came out...

No. It was a horrible idea. Despite how nice and inviting Soap looked right now.

Then he came. An ex boyfriend of Soap's. It made Soap stupidly angry just seeing him and when he tried to go in to grab him, he almost clocked him. However, it was clear he was drunk and he wanted to know how he found this address so he bit his tongue and let him in.

"Johnny! Johnny!" He moaned, stepping around and around before finally stumbling into the couch. "You disappeared on me, babe."

Soap took a deep breath to try to calm himself. "I broke up with you, Kent. Remember? I'm not interested anymore." Riley sat nearby, a watchful eye. She did not growl or bark or even announce her presence. She waited.

"Listen, I know I made mistakes. But come on. They were honest."

"Let's talk about this when you're sober in the morning, yeah?" Soap made sure to enunciate, not wanting to hear any snide remarks about his accent from him. "I have things I need to do. Just sleep here." He grabbed Ghost, always careful to hold him with both hands and to his chest. The doll wasn't the largest thing and he was sure he could handle being dropped but... well, it just didn't feel right to do so.

Kent sat up. "What's that thing?"

Soap paused and mulled over his words. "Nothing too important. Just part of taking care of the house. I'll put it away real quick."

"Freak owner wants you to babysit his dolls?"

Soap felt himself bow up, gritting his teeth. Instead, he just bit that back as well. "Don't be so mean to the owner. He seems like a nice guy. Just go to sleep and don't throw up on the carpet." He fled the room, torn between wanting to scream at Kent or just beat him. Regardless, he didn't want to deal with him intoxicated at all so he'd wait until later.

Kent finally noticed Riley. "Thought you hated dogs."

"I do but she's a nice companion."

"You must have to vacuum constantly."

Soap paused and frowned. "What?"

"German Shepherds shed a lot unless you groom them regularly. Do you groom her?"

Soap knew fuck all about dogs, but as he thought about it, yeah, he had always heard people complain about how much shepherds shed and he hadn't groomed Riley once. A few hairs had been stuck to his palm after grooming, but her coat remained pristine. "No. Go to sleep."

Ghost went to his bed and received his little kiss on the forehead. Soap like always pulled the blankets up to the dolls chin and then patted him before leaving.

He didn't sleep well. Kept feeling like someone was standing over him.

Soap made breakfast, two plates sat side by side. It didn't really register until Kent was thanking him for cooking and scooping up his plate that he had a guest. Explaining that he had a weird arrangement with the thing living in his house seemed... well a bit insane. As much as he willingly followed the rules, he wasn't sure he wanted to explain them to anyone else. So he stayed quiet and silently apologized to Ghost.

Soap made himself coffee and a cup of tea that he purposely put out of Kent's sight. "So how did you find me?"

"Your mom. Johnny, this felt a bit extreme don't you think? I understand if you hate me. But ditching your whole family?"

Soap swung around, gripping the spoon in his hand like it was it was an actual weapon that could do damage. "Fuck you, Kent. You don't get to fuck around with other people, take advantage of the fact I lost my job, my career, my passion."

"Jesus, Johnny. You lost the military. Big fucking deal. It's better than if you got blown up out there."

"Would've preferred it to dealing with you."

Kent scowled and grabbed Ghost. "So what? You prefer sitting up here, playing dolls than being in the real world? Your family misses you and"

"They can keep missing me. I don't want to talk with them. I don't want to talk with you. And I really think it's best you leave."

Riley snorted and put herself between Soap's legs to heel. Despite her relaxed appearance and peaceful nature, not even hunting squirrels in her retirement, she was tensed up. Clearly ready to maul if just given the order.

"Riley, stay down girl." Soap lightly tapped his ankle against her side in a move he had seen the K-9 units at work use. "Kent, put the doll down. I think it's a sentimental thing for the owner."

"No. This is ridiculous. You sit up here, acting like this. For what? Some guy? You two fucking or something?"

"No, I haven't even met the guy, just put Ghost down." Soap could hear the desperation creeping into his voice.

Kent paused. "Ghost?"

If either of them bothered to stop and listen, they'd hear the creaking of the floorboards. Angry tapping on the walls.

Soap paused. "Yeah. The guy who hired me called him Ghost so I just started calling him that. Just put him down."

Riley left her heel and Soap almost panicked before seeing that she was standing by the mirror she loved.

Kent stared him, suddenly seeming a lot more hateful than he did just a moment ago. He then grabbed the doll and tore it along the inseam on the back.

Cotton fell out but so did scraps of cloth and something metal that hit the floor with a clunk.

Dogtags. Soap would recognize the sound anywhere. It made sense. Simon was probably ex military, same as Riley and Soap.

They sat on the floor next to the cotton and then there was another crack, this time of the glass on the mirror.

Kent whirled around, freezing for a moment. The lights ahead seemed to flicker, but that may have just been his imagination. Soap watched mutely as Kent went to the glass and touched it, following the cut. "Weird. Probably change in air pressure or so-"

A gloved hand smashed through the glass to grab him. Giant fingers pressed into his face as he slammed him into the frame of the mirror, letting him go and making him stagger.

Ghost shoved through the rest of the glass and leaned down to step through.

Big.

Soap pulled back, heart fluttering from fear. He watched this stranger with a skull mask just like Ghost's grab Kent and wrestle him to the floor effortless. Kent struggled but this man was a lot bigger and more importantly, better trained. He struck out and broke Ken's nose, blood splattering on the floor.

"Ghost!" Soap quickly tried to get his attention. The stranger faltered and looked up. Giant brown eyes looked at him. Prettiest eyes that Johnny had ever seen. "Stop."

Just as well trained as Riley, Ghost pulled back. He stepped on Kent's hand as he walked to Soap, staring down at him intensely.

Soap backed up into the kitchen island.

"Johnny." Ghost... purred. The name felt foreign on his tongue, but the response it got from Soap made it perfect.

"Simon?"

Ghost's eyes crinkled from smiling. "Yes. It's nice to finally meet you." He kept advancing until they were pressed against each other. Soap was taken back by the size difference but Ghost fixed that by leaning down. His mask face rubbed against his jaw and along his throat before... sniffing him.

Soap gripped the counter and took a deep breath. He wasn't afraid. Not one bit and honestly that should probably scare him or even just bother him but....It didn't. It didn't at all.

"Johnny." Ghost pressed tight against him, hands finding their way to his hips before sliding them under his shirt. "Thank you, thank you."

Soap wasn't sure what Ghost was thanking him for but before he could ask, he heard the dull thwack of something hitting Ghost's back.

There was a moment of silence before Ghost caught the poker on it's second swing. He glanced at Soap, clearly pleading.

"Go for it."

Watching Ghost beat Kent should've done something. Maybe he should've ran. But Soap had missed the violence and he did not miss Kent one bit.

Watching Ghost move was alluring as well and Soap felt a flush get to his cheeks as his body reacted. He should tell him to stop. Kent wasn't moving.

Soap let out a sharp gasp and Ghost turned his head back to him, blood splattering on his mask now.

"I'll be good." Simon promised. "Better than him. I'll be your good boy."

Johnny stared at him. "I know you will. My good boy, yeah?"

Simon let go of the poker from the fireplace, letting it slide. "Sunshine, do you mind giving us the room?"

Riley ran, knocked her head against his leg, and then quickly ran out. Tail wagging.

"You call her sunshine?"

"Course. She's my sunshine and you're my love." Simon said it so earnestly. So big and so hot and then he was pressing Soap against the island again. "Kiss?"

Soap swallowed and kissed his cheek, making Ghost whine. "Please... Please..." He tilted his head, making it clear what he wanted but letting Soap lean in. Their lips meet, the soft fabric between them getting in the way but Soap could still feel Ghost's lips moving against his own.

Simon pulled away, eyes hazing and adoring. Almost obsessive. He rubbed his cheek against Johnny's. "I'll be your good boy."

[crescentfool]

WHATS UR FAVORITE RYOMINA MOMENT FROM THE MOVIES I NEED TO KNOW!!!

HI FELIX!! thank you for the ask i am always happy to take more opportunities to talk about ryomina they are so special to me o7

it is VERY tempting for me to answer, "every fucking time ryoji showed up on screen!" ok this might be an exaggeration, i like 90% of his screentime, december 2nd ryoji should've been portrayed more like a pathetic wet dog imo but i digress. but hm... favorite moment.

while the helper's club montage has a very strong place in my heart (it permeated my braincells without my permission)!! i think my favorite part of ryomina's portrayal in the movies is the whole sentence finishing thing they got going on. i feel like that's a cop out answer but like.

there is something so so gut wrenching to me about how they start off by making it so that ryoji is the one finishing minato's sentences. always ryoji. BUT THEN!!! when they meet again at the top of tartarus to do battle on judgment day!! they turn it on it's head!! and it's minato!! who finishes the sentence!! and fuck man does it make me feel like i'm being kicked down a staircase.

and to have the sentence finishing happen again for such an important day?? god idk im gonna tear up and someone needs to like. give me like. a chew toy or something this makes me so fucking insane (blows up) (blows up).

so basically my favorite moment is really like, january 31st, but a lot of my attachment to it is BECAUSE they have that set-up in november with ryoji being the silliest fucking guy to have ever walked at gekkoukan. and oh man oh man the fucking. THE. when. WHEN THEY FOLLOW IT UP WITH MINATO SUMMONING THANATOS AFTER THIS?? yeah man. that's the fucking shit.

like i don't think the english language is enough to convey how much i love the artistic choice to have the flash frame of ryoji when minato summons thanatos. it's the hesitation and rebellion babey!!! the whole scene afterwards is so fucking juicy as well.

honorable mention to when ryoji jumped off the fucking roof at iwatodai station to tell minato that he has kindness in his eyes and that he doesn't like seeing him alone. what kind of guy does that. that's so fucking hilarious to me like actually. he was insane for that.

anyway that is my answer i HOPE u enjoyed reading it, god, ryomina still makes me eyes watery (it's been almost 2 years since i've met them??? what the fuck). i feel like others have echoed this sentiment before but nevertheless i was super happy to type it out :D

[mars101]

Act 5: -> Scene 1: Lee Hyunjae Jaehyun

WRITTEN PART -> (0.8) -> no ss after text

june 10th, 2002.

hey travel diary, it's your favorite girl!! just saw the most hottest boy ever.. ♡♡ ok well i have seen a lot of cute boys while solo traveling but this one is different. this time… we actually talked. he sounds so majestic, a voice so smooth i think im melting as i remember the sound of it

i was feeling brave today and decided to approach him at this cute cafe, i saw him through the front window and i just had to talk to him.

his name is lee jaehyun, but i like to call him hyunjae for fun hehe. we're the same age and he's here for his studies, a semester at the university nearby. said he's deciding to go into business, you know what that means.. rich husband in the future ;)

we're going on a date tomorrow night at this restaurant by his university. the dress code is semi-formal but i'm not sure if i have anything like that in my luggage. he said that it's fine and anything i wear will be beautiful to him..

maybe later that night we'll… dot dot dot :)

July 16th: One day before Yin's Wedding.

The four were now sailing around the island. Juyeon controlling the sails and Younghoon napping on the deck. Leaving Hyunjae and Yin to talk.

“Ah, congratulations on your wedding by the way. I haven't been to one in forever, I'm honestly a little excited”

yin chuckles softly, “im excited too! i haven't been to a wedding since i was a kid”

“It's funny that Y/n now has a grown daughter, I would've loved to have a daughter. I would've spoiled her with anything she wanted.”

“do you have kids?”

“Nope, only a dog, his name's Darong..”

“hmm cute! i've always wanted a pet but i'm always running around doing stuff”

“That's perfect for pets though? Ah wait, how old are you again? I don't think I asked yet.”

“i’m twenty!”

“Oh wow! Twenty, hmm twenty years ago was around the time i met your mother..”

“how did you meet my mom..?”

Hyunjae grins as he thinks about past memories, “It was at a cafe on the mainland, I was there for a semester and honestly I should've stayed for longer if I knew I was going to meet someone like your mother.” Yin smiled softly at the sight of his gleaming eyes while talking about her mom.

“Your mom saw me from outside the window and went inside just to talk to me, the first words she said to me was,” He chuckles while remembering her past words, “hey good-looking, are you single?”

yin's mouth is agape at the idea that her mom was so bold, “no way mom said that” hyunjae smiled while shrugging, “Your mom was very charming when we first met. So charming that I decided to ask her out on a date the next day..”

“you must've really liked her”

“Of course I did. I'm going to be honest. She was the first woman to ever pursue me first. I was always the one chasing after others, which did not work at all, so to have a beautiful woman call me good looking and basically ask me out, I was going to make this a thing."

“and did it become a thing?”

Hyunjae leans back on his hands and looks away from Yin. “Well.. No? We did go on a bunch more dates and were practically stuck together all the time, but sadly, my semester had already ended. I had to go home after meeting the possible love of my life.” Yin frowns at this, “Don't worry, it was years ago, and I'm alright now, came here to possibly become close with your mom again.”

“Oh, not like that Yin, only as friends. I wouldn't want to do that to you when your dad is here. Oh, where is he by the way. I want to see who was the lucky guy to marry Y/n”

“uhm.. i don't know!”

“Oh! Uh.. I'm sorry, what?”

“i don't know who my dad is..”

june 24th, 2002.

no way… he's leaving me :( my hyunjae…

I SHOULDN'T HAVE TAKEN A GAP YEAR, maybe if i went to college right away i could've been in the same uni as him (if i did what jiwoo did and applied to every place we could think of)

i thought traveling was supposed to be fun, not heartbreaking. why does this happen to me :((

first, that beautiful man walked away after making eye contact with me for 10 seconds and now hyunjae..

what's next..? wait, im not going to say anything just in case i jinx myself

synopsis = a day before her wedding day, Yin decides to find her father so he can walk her down the isle, the problem? There's three candidates: Lee Juyeon, Kim Younghoon, and Lee Hyunjae.

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[pretendicanwrite]

Karate AU

Whoo! First post in about 3 months... This was talked about on the discord server, and I worked on it for a while, but it's been a while since I've worked on it!

Character credit to @lumosinlove

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Leo pulled the door open and held it while he pulled his boyfriend through.

“Come on Leo, why do I have to do this?” Logan asked as he reluctantly walked into the studio.

Admittedly, it was really nice, and walking into a group of kids, and a few adults moving in sync made Logan a little bit less unwilling to do this.

“It will be fun. I did a lot of research to find this place, and their reviews are really good. Just give it a try please?” 

Leo gave his boyfriend puppy dog eyes, and Logan, ever the lovesick guy he was, smiled and gave a small nod of surrender.

They looked around the studio while they waited for someone to greet them, and took in the design of it. 

The doors opened directly into the main training room, with windows that let the sun reflect off the mats, and lighten up the studio. There was a carpeted area off to the side with chairs set up, currently occupied by what Leo was assuming were the kid's parents. The back wall was painted with a dragon, and the Korean and American flags hung on the front wall in between two pictures, separated by the Tang Soo Do flag.

Finally, after about 5 minutes, a short woman walked over to them with a gentle smile on her face. “Hello, you must be Leo. I believe we spoke on the phone. I’m Master Heather, welcome to my dojang.”

Both Leo and Logan smiled, introduced themselves, and shook Heather’s hand, listening along as she explained a little bit about the studio, and the classes they’d be taking. “So when we start new people, we’ll generally give them one on one, or in cases like yours where there are two of you joining together, we'll start you both with one of our instructors, and keep you out of normal classes until you learn the basics well enough to keep up with some of the more advanced belts. I’ll take you into the back room now, and we’ll get you set up with one of the instructors.”

The boys took their shoes off and followed the master through the door on the opposite wall of the one they used to enter.

As soon as they turned around they were met with a red-haired guy sitting on the floor, legs spread apart, leaning forward. His back was to them, but his back muscles flexed as he leaned forward, to touch the floor.

“Finn, a moment?”

The redheaded man, Finn apparently, stood up from his stretch and jogged over to the master. 

“Yes ma’am?”

“These are Leo and Logan, and this is going to be their first class. I would like you to start them with the basic stances, and if it goes well their first blocks and kicks. Now, Leo mentioned that they’re professional hockey players, and I expect them to be fairly coordinated, so I think it should go well, and relatively fast, so I’m trusting your judgment to give them as much as they can handle.” 

Finn bowed towards her, and Master Heather headed back out to the front. 

Finn gave them an easy smile, as he stuck his hand out to shake theirs. “It’s very nice to meet you. When this class ends, and the adult class starts, I’m going to take you out front to go through the opening of class, and probably the warmup since you guys are professional athletes, then we’ll come back here to get started on the basics. Do you have any questions?” Finn asked, giving them a radiant smile the whole time.

Leo shook his head, already having got the information from the master over the phone, but Logan inclined and tilted his head towards the black belt, and gave him a flirty smile. 

“About what’s going to happen, no. No questions. About you? I could think of a few.” 

Finn gave an anxious chuckle and threw a nervous glance over to the tall blond.

“Ask away, I guess, but I won’t answer any I’m not comfortable with.”

The three boys moved away from the door a little bit, and over to a different part of the foam pads covering the floor of the back room. 

This room was definitely a lot more cluttered than the front room, with anything from exercise equipment, and weapons, to books along the back wall. The mats were blue and red, the same as the front room, but they were the foam pads that are often put in children's playrooms. 

“How long have you been training here, and what made you join?”

Finn took a moment to respond, and Leo was worried Logan had asked too personal of a question. Leo had read a lot of things about martial arts on the internet. One of the things he had read said that a lot of people joined for personal reasons, such as a violent experience, needing to feel in control of their body, for their mental health, or something simple like wanting exercise. 

“I’ve been training for a long time. I joined when I was little, probably like 6. My parents always say that I was watching t.v. one night, and just said, ‘I’m going to be a ninja.’ They enrolled me in karate classes a few weeks later, and I’ve been training on and off since. I got my black belt around age 12, my second degree around 15, then I took a few years off before I got my third-degree belt to play some high school sports. Tang Soo Do was all I knew, and I didn’t want to lose the opportunity to try new things in high school, so I took a break until I attended college. I went to Harvard and took some occasional classes at a studio near there until I moved back to Gryffindor after I graduated.”

Leo and Logan just stared, equally as surprised at Finn’s explanation. Finn had been doing this sport for around 15 years, and the boys were just lucky enough to have met this man.

Finally, Logan had broken out of his stupor and smiled at Finn again. “No way! I went to Harvard too! When did you graduate?”

“Um, 2016.”

“I graduated in 2017! Small world, huh?” 

“Yeah, I guess.”

The door was still open to the back room, and they could still hear some of the class in front, but when Finn heard them say, ‘Please face the black belts,’ he ushered the two boys back to the front room.

Once again, they bowed when entering the front room, and stood off to the side while they watched the higher-ranked belts line up.

“So when we line up for class, we line up based on rank. I’ll explain the belt system to you a little bit later, but right now, we’re going to go to the end of the back line, and stand behind the person in front of you.” Finn lead them over to their spots, and as they went through the opening of class, he was right there behind them, whispering directions into their ears.

“So what you’re going to do is close your eyes, and remain silent. You can use this time to meditate, relax your mind, go over your goals for this class, or really anything that’s productive and works for you.”

Finally, after a few more steps, they began the warmup. 100 jumping jacks, 30 pushups, 40 situps, and a 1-minute plank. 

Really, for two professional hockey players, it wasn’t that much, but they were just barely keeping up with the black belts. Everyone was quick with their movements and showed zero signs of struggling.

Eventually, Master Heather instructed Finn to take them to the back room to begin the two-on-one training, and they followed the redhead to the back room once more. 

“You two did very well out there. What we’re going to do now is teach you a few of the basic building blocks you’ll need before we can move forward with much of anything. What I want you to do, is put your hands on your hips, and pick up your left leg.” Finn turned so he was sideways to the boys, facing the wall to their right. “You're going to step out to a point that’s comfortable for you, but your front knee is bent at a 90-degree angle, and your back leg is straight.”

Logan let out a little noise when Finn dropped into the stance and quickly looked over to Leo and then back. 

Thighs…

The boys followed their instructions, Leo getting into a really deep stance, and Logan struggling just a little. 

The boys learned to walk in the stance, up and down the floor, and then, Finn moved them onto the next thing. 

“Okay, now that you have the stance down, we’re going to learn something called the front stretch kick.” Finn gave them a demonstration, where he got his foot up past his head, as well as explaining it to them, then gave them the go-ahead to try it.

Once again, Leo got a really impressive height on his kick, and Logan just barely managed to get his leg to shoulder height.

“You play goalie, don’t you Leo?” Finn asked, turning to face the boys front on. “I played hockey in high school, and my first year of college, but I quit to focus on my studies. Nobody but the goalies were that flexible on the team. I tightened up so much while playing, that I couldn’t actually reach the normal height I had for my kicks till I quit.”

Leo explained that, yeah, he was the goalie, and yes, he was really flexible.

“That’s going to be really helpful if you continue with Tang Soo Do. We do a lot of kicking here, and flexibility is really good for that.”

They went through a few more things with the remainder of the hour that class was, and towards the end, Finn asked them a few questions.

“You don’t have to tell me, but why did you guys join? I mean, I think as professional athletes you get enough exercise, so...”

“Well, I’ve wanted to try this for a while. I’ve been reading some things about it for about two years now, so I figured it would be a good idea to try in our off-season. I forced Logan to come with me because I may or may not have been too nervous to do it on my own, but I’m really enjoying it so far,” Leo explained, returning the smile Finn had given him throughout his explanation.

“Alright. I’m very glad you decided to try it. This is very special to me, and I love getting to share it with new people.” They stood for a moment, Leo and Logan catching their breaths. “Any minute now, they’re going to call us back out to finish class. It’s going to consist of stretching, something we call creeds, codes, and tenants, then something Master Heather does where you state one good thing that happened today.”

A young man walked into the back room and just gestured at Finn, and Finn led them out to the front room once more. 

Leo and Logan rejoined the class in the spots they were in earlier. Soon, the master instructed everyone to drop into a middle split, and Leo was among the few that made it all the way down.

They did a few more stretches, and the class went through their closing ceremony, and finally, it was time to do their one good thing.

"For those of us that are new, at the end of every class, we do something where we state one good thing that happened. There is so much negativity in the world, that sometimes we just need a little bit of time to reflect on the simple joys."

The class went down the row, everyone sharing, then finally it was Leo's turn.

"I had the opportunity to try something new with my boyfriend, and it was amazing."

Logan smiled at his boyfriend's happiness, then turned back to the master. "I had a really great time tonight here with everyone."

Then, Master Heather turned to Finn. "Finn?"

Finn was staring at the two boys. They could not only see it, but they could also feel it. "Um, I got to work with two new students tonight."

Some of the other instructors shared theirs, followed by the master, but Leo couldn't tear his eyes off Finn. For some reason, the redhead looked sad. Logan had no idea why. They were having an amazing time right before they headed out here.

Finally, after a few more bows, the class was dismissed, and Leo and Logan just kind of stood there awkwardly.

They didn’t want to just leave, but they also couldn’t stand here looking like creeps, so after a minute or two of discussion, Leo decided to walk over to their instructor and stuck his hand out toward him.

“It was very nice to meet you, Finn. I really hope we get to work with you again.”

Finn shook his hand, smiling at the boys.

His smile was infectious, and Leo felt himself smiling with the redhead. The way his eyes shone as his lips quirked up, and the scrunch in his nose was just so adorable to him. 

Leo could feel his cheeks warm up and turn pink as he stared at the blackbelt. He couldn’t just leave the studio without getting some way to contact him. He couldn’t just leave him.

“This may be really forward of me, but can I get your number?”

Finn stood there flustered for a minute, his mouth opening and closing like he wanted to say something, and eventually, he managed a few words. “You-You have a… You have a boyfriend. Unless I’m getting this totally wrong, and you’re not flirting with me, in which case, I’m so sorry, but Logan! Boyfriend!”

Luckily most of the people from the class had left to go change in the changing rooms, so they didn’t get to witness a discombobulated Finn stutter in front of a cute guy.

“Thank you Finn, but I’m well aware I have a boyfriend, and if he wasn’t so nervous, he would be asking for it too. And yes, I am flirting with you. You misinterpreted nothing.”

More smiles were shared between the two as they stood there for a minute, Finn trying to understand, and Leo nervous that he had scared the man off. 

“I’m sorry if that was too forward, or I read this whole situation wrong, but I really want to get to know you, and I hope you want to get to know us, too. From what I’ve learned about you tonight, you really seem like a genuinely nice person, who cares so much for other people, and I want to learn more about you.”

Finn nodded and motioned Logan over. “Come on. I’ll show you guys the dressing rooms you’ll be using when you get a uniform, and I’ll give it to you after.”

When they made it into the dressing room, a majority of the students were out of there, leaving two behind who were out by the time Finn found his locker.

“I’m just gonna get changed then I’m good.”

Without another word, Finn turned towards the locker, his back facing the two hockey players, and removed the shirt of his uniform, revealing muscles that rippled as he folded it into his bag. Next came the pants. He bent over and dropped them, leaving him standing there in a tight pair of black boxer briefs that left nothing to the imagination. 

Logan felt like a creep standing there watching while their new friend/ potential future boyfriend got undressed in front of him, so he grabbed Leo’s arm and turned them in the opposite direction.  

“All done. You guys can turn around now.”

Finn was standing with his back slung over his shoulder, a smile on his face, and his phone unlocked in his hand. “If you don’t mind, I’m going to create a group chat with all three of us, because I don’t want it to be weird if I’m only texting one of you. I don’t want to cause you guys any problems, because you really are super sweet, and I don’t want to mess this up.” Throughout his ramble, his smile slowly faded, as if realizing he was doing something he shouldn’t be. 

They shared their phone numbers, established a group chat, and then they parted ways outside the studio, Finn heading up the road Leo and Logan heading down.

When they arrived back at their apartment, the first thing Logan did was turn to the blonde, and shout, "Thighs!"

"Yes Logan, people generally have those."

"But baby, did you see them? Like seriously, I would be 100% okay if he just decided to choke me with them. He could pull a black widow and I would be completely down for it."

Leo chuckled and pulled out his phone. "I'm gonna text him. What do you think about dinner Wednesday? We have off from our workouts and hangouts with the boys, and I think it would be nice."

Logan jumped around the living room, stage whispering ‘yes!’

Logan<3, Finn O’Hara

Leo: 

Hi!! I know this is kind of sudden, but Logan and I were wondering if you’d like to come over for dinner on Wednesday. You absolutely don’t have to, but I just thought we’d put the option out there!

Finn:

 I would love to!

Are you sure you want to do it at your house though? We don’t have to. You guys can come to mine.

It’s just, I know it might be uncomfortable to invite a stranger to your house when you’re both literally NHL superstars. If you’re more comfortable, we can do whatever you like, I really don’t mind.

I don’t know about you guys, but I’m comfortable in public too, but you guys are famous so it’s different for you.

And now I’m rambling, so please ignore me. :)

They sat on the couch together, reading the texts on Leo’s phone. They couldn’t contain their smiles. They had known Finn for less than a day, and they had already asked him out. 

“What do you want to do Logan? I don't think I want to do it in public. Our relationship already has enough attention, and I don’t want to drag our first date into the media.”

“I don’t think so either. I think we should do it here if he’s comfortable with it. It gives us plenty of privacy, and also, maybe he’ll feel safer not being in his own home with two men he barely knows.”

They agreed on a plan and decided to text Finn to ask what he was comfortable with, ruling out the idea of having their date in public.

Leo: 

So I guess we didn’t specify, but we want this to be a date date. If you’re not comfortable with that, we would be more than happy to do it as friends, or not at all if that’s what you want. 

Finn: 

A date date. 

Wow. Okay, umm… Yeah! I would love to. 

I’m good with doing it at your guy’s place if that’s good.

What time works best for you guys?

I’m free Wednesday. I get home from work at 4, then I’m good for the rest of the night.

Leo:

I think 6 is good for us. Does that work?

Finn:

 Yeah! That works for me!

Leo: 

Great! Me and Logan are both very excited! :) :) :) :) :) !!!!!

They texted on and off for a while, well later than they should have. Sometimes Logan would take Leo’s phone and send Finn pictures of the blond. Just cute little shots of Leo smiling at the camera, or of him absolutely melting when Finn sent them a cute text. There was one that Finn had already saved to his phone, of the two of them hugging on their bed and smiling for the selfie they took. 

Nobody needs to know that he saved the one of Logan kissing Leo's cheek as his home screen already…

Leo: So, I guess we never asked, but what do you do for work?

Finn:

I work as an elementary school teacher. :)

My kids are just the absolute cutest little ones, and I love each and every one of them. 

I swear, if I could steal them all, I would!!!

Leo:

Aww! I love kids. My neighbor across had a set of triplets about 4 years before I left NOLA to come to play here, and she would let me babysit them all the time. She was a single mom, so when she went to work in the morning in the summer, she would drop them off with me and my mom, and I watched them almost every day! 

Finn:

That’s so CUTE!

Triplets?

That lady had her hands full!!!

Don’t get me wrong, I love kids too, but they can be some of the most downright terrifying people on the planet. sometimes I'm not sure whether or not they’re aware that they are so chaotic, but I wouldn’t trade them for anything. 

Finn sent them a picture of him shirtless, smiling with his eyes close, nose scrunched, and his head tilted. When Logan saw that he had on glasses, he started wiggling just a little bit in bed.

“Yes, Logan?”

“Is it possible to be that freaking adorable? I mean like, this man is so cute! And his glasses? Oh my God!”

Leo just smiled softly at his boyfriend. They were aware that not everything in their relationship was 100%. They had discussed how they had two completely different ways of expressing things, and they were okay with that, but they had discussed adding a third into their relationship after they realized, that it may be good for them to have someone who gets them both. 

Leo tended to be very calm. All the time. Part of being a goalie was never letting anything get past him, and knowing what people are thinking before they even think it, so Logan, the strong but silent type, didn't always mesh well with someone who was used to understanding people.

They wanted someone who understood both of them. Someone who could just sit quietly with Logan while he mentally worked through his problems himself, and someone who would always be there for Leo to bounce ideas off of, and talk through problems with.

They weren't actively searching, but they had been on a date with someone before. It didn't feel right to either of them though, so they decided to try again when they found someone who they thought would work.

Finn.

Finn seemed like he would work well with both of them. 

Before long, they got a selfie in return to their shirtless bed pic, of Finn with fiery red cheeks starting off the side of the camera. 

The caption read, 'OK Mr. and Mr. professional hockey players. I feel the need to put my shirt back on.'

When Logan read that, he stole the phone out of Leo's grasp, took a blurry selfie with a shaking hand, and captioned, 'NooOOOoOooOOoO!!!!! :):):)'

He sent another text saying, ‘You would dare deprive us of that basic life necessity?’

They chatted for a while until Leo glanced at the alarm on his nightstand and realized it was well past 2 in the morning.

He sent a chat explaining that they had plans with teammates tomorrow, and that they had to get to bed. They got a goodnight selfie from Finn of him mid yawn, but obviously trying to smile. The caption read, “Goodnight boys. I can’t wait for Wednesday!!!! :)”

“Leo, I think we’re going to fall in love with that boy.”

**********

I felt it was a little too long to include the dinner, so let me know if you want a part 2!!

[eis4ngel]

Chapter 4:

~ This chapter contains mild swearing ~

Eventually it’s time for him to leave on stage, and so he does exactly that. He leaves and you sneak off backstage to go to the audience to watch how the show plays out

You have the time of your life, honestly and I’m the meantime your friends are also having a great time by visiting their favourite authors and their panels as well.

The way he talks, the way he sits, and most of all his smile, it mesmerises you. One’s smile determines the person’s intentions at times and through his genuine smile you can see he loves what he does, and now more than ever has it kicked in. You basically whisper to yourself saying, “I may have just met him but he makes me smile, so hard.. I really do love his work” or maybe him?

Ayaka is beside you nodding to whatever he, Ayato says, and she’s going up on stage in about 10 minutes or so and is just running up from a small passage behind the audience, she’s so pretty.

Watching the siblings together and seeing their bond and true teamwork throughout the panel was so intriguing and honestly inspiring. I remember how they looked, so happy and so passionate, that kind of passion only exists in books, or so you thought.

Finally, his panel ending after 45 minutes though it was shorter it was beautiful and well planned out. You really enjoyed yourself and hoped to see him backstage again though it felt extremely disrespectful to go back up there no? You stepped out and as you were you definitely felt eyes behind you. Oh no, was it the toilet paper? Did it get stuck on your shoe?? Thankfully it was not and you took a shallow breath for a moment, before realising it was, fuck.. Him?

I could see his bright blue piercing gaze from behind me, “Mr Kamisato! Ayato!” You scream a little on accident out of shock. “What, was I truly too good?” He whispers next to you, truly you were dying inside.

It looks like you were avoiding him (though you clearly were), even if you really loved his panel. “I wasn’t avoiding you I swear I just I didn’t want, I..” ugh, do I have to start stuttering? “I didn’t want to bother you-! You’re busy! Here on business and I’m your fan yeah just because we talked backstage and you showed a lot of interest into me even as a fan” He then interrupted me by a mild chuckle,

“You do realise how you sound right now right miss y/n? I understand indeed, please do trust me. You do not have to get nervous, and yes why I am on business but as you said, you are peaking my interest, I intent to talk to you as much as I can” a slight giggle and with his puppy dog eyes,

“Would you still like to join me none the less Y/n?”

Is this a dream? Everything that happened in the past 4 hours are completely in my mind aren’t they? How could I refuse his request? Of course I want to join him, but my friends, Hm.

“I can’t refuse, of course.” “Oh? Grea-“ “BUT! Ayato, Mr Kamisato my friends are going to join us, I dragged them here anyway!”

“Why, I thought that was a given miss Y/N”

“Great, good boy Ayato”

What the fuck did I seriously just say that what is wrong with me. The look he gave me after was neither positive nor negative it looked like he was processing so hard that his hard disk broke and he was a robot, I mean he might as well be he’s so beautiful and kind of perfect even if I don’t believe in perfection.

“Y/n, this means Venti would be there too right?”

“Obviously”

“Grea-!!” His voice cracks, out of excitement and god it was hilarious.

You start cracking up and joking around about it with him as if you guys have known each other for 10 years.

You two take a walk to where your friends were suspected, and supposed to be. Though while you were approaching the area they were literally no where to be seen. Ayato was talking to you about some very basic things such as his inspiration to write and such. “I was always a person who took care of everything and anything especially as a child, sadly. Yet it has taught me a lot of things and given me experiences no one else and nothing else could have given me. I’ve become an expert in extremely detailed things a lot my age would not know, or would just learn. Taking care of my loved ones, in this case Ayaka and well seeing my life oh so differently has truly changed my impact of the universe. Thus everything small or big truly never fails to amaze me. I may be in a high position today but seeing the stars can truly make me smile. That’s what gives me inspiration, the small things.”

He left you quite speechless and truly so happy with such an answer. You actually had no idea what to say but you understood him, weirdly.

“Yeah! That’s, a great answer. Thank you for sharing that, I think you’re quite open with this? I understand what you mean strangely. It’s like, I have a thing for baking okay? It’s this bakery thing café, whatever I have it it’s below my house yes yes anyway so, whenever I bake, decorate my stupid little cakes and just watch them grow, look better each time It’s not that I want it to just get over with so I can sell it or something, it’s more like I love the process of making something that’s yours, and then watching the people with hundreds of stories to tell and just, being the main character in their own stories just come in and out and enjoy something I made, something I spent time and energy to create. I made them happy with that.”

The conversation was so open and freeing, you loved it. You’ve honestly never lived through the moment more with a person, especially a person you basically just met.

- x - x -

{ PS }

Ayaka found her best friends and some fans! She was hanging out with them backstage.

Author’s note : IM SO SORRY for disappearing for 25-26 days I had exams and this and that, and life happened. Yes I will write more now, thank you so much for reading <3

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Chapter 5 will be out as soon as possible

[coralinehecc]

Corals Monthly Update #1

Well due to Tumblrs lack of a word limit, this idea has been on my mind ever since I started using this website properly. Basically, I wanna do these somewhat frequently and basically talk about what I got up to over the past month and possibly spill into the last month if need be. Starting from today imma try do these every day on the 20th or 21st because why not! So lets start off with this month, November! This month started off pretty nicely, as I had Halloween break spill over into November because mid term exams were early this year apparently. I however had plans! Instead of sitting around myself, Sully, had arranged to meet up with Wolf and spend a few days at his house in the back ass of nowhere. Despite Wolfs internet being almost as bad as his siblings tempers, it was super fun! He has a lot of stray cats that come around and hang about the farm which they look after and they’re so adorable!! My favourite was Oreo since she was so goofy >:] 

(Wolf also had 2 dogs, one tiny one and a MASSIVE fluffy guy who was super excited to see us! Sometimes a bit too excited lmao) However, because of that I actually didn’t get much pictures while I was up there because cats distract me. Poor Sully was slightly allergic to cats sadly and was taking no chances so we couldn’t let them in for long and if we did it had to be far away from him. Cats aside, we also visited a small town near where Wolf lives and it was like an expanded version of where I grew up. Even had a huge ass forest which made me super jealous cuz I would’ve KILLED to grow up with smth like that!! We met up with Wolfs super chill friend Pierce (hope i spelt that right) and had a good time walking around and seeing what this little place had to offer. I also tried something called Vodka black which is like mostly blackcurrant mi waddi mixed with vodka and I loved it lol. Eventually we went back to Wolfs house and relaxed for the rest of the evening. OH ALSO! While at his house, Wolf let me borrow his 3DS so I could finally play Tomodatchi Life again, though I quickly reset the island as it had so many islanders that were either out of date, unfunny memes or people I REALLLY do not like anymore. So I started a new island! Here’s mostly everyone on it as of right now! >:]

(Wolf, Sully and Saul Goodman are also here but I didn’t snap any photos lol) I hope to get a New 3DS soon because my first one died and the 2DS Sully let me have has a broken cart reader :[ Anyhow! On the last day we went into a bigger town that was an hour drive away. There was also a CeX there which had fucking SA2 stocked and nearly made me jump with the shock lmfao. I of course instantly bought that but also picked up Splatoon 2 since I wanted to give it a try (and i still need to play it oops.) There was also a discount store we passed that Wolf commented on, apparently saying it was shit. However after going inside it literally had everything I needed for a Red Guy cosplay I want to work on at some point! After our quick and simple trip around the town, we piled back into the car and were driven back to Dublin to catch the train home. Despite us only being there for a few days it was great fun! I always have a blast meeting up with Wolf and this time was no exception :D Other than that extravaganza, I haven’t actually been up to much IRL stuff. School is just school so nothing ever interesting happens, and I don’t do much at home either. Only thing I can say is that Carey in the House: Take 2 is almost done! I wanna say it’s currently 60 or maybe 75% done? I’ve been trying to push out the last chunk of animation but due to winter making silly caveman brain think it hibernation time, my productivity has slammed through the floor. My plan is to get it out before Christmas however! This is so I can spend all my time on hanging out with family and friends, since both Vi and Softy are coming over for New Years!! My current weakness though is backgrounds, rendering the base in blender saves a LOT of work but I’ll need to look into shaders to speed things like colour and line art up because it takes FOREVER. Here’s a comparison between backgrounds for example! Left is base render, right is the finished piece done in Clip Studio.

(the bottom one is a better example as it has a lot more smaller details)  If need be I’ll probably ask a few friends to help out with smaller things but until then I’m (mostly) working solo. So WISH ME LUCK!! EDIT: HOW COULD I FORGET!! I ALSO DYED MY HAIR PURPLE!! However before that I had to bleach it and due to missing a certain product that was vital and SOLD SEPERATELY I had to go into school on Monday looking like I just stole all 7 chaos emeralds. 

Thankfully I got it all sorted and now I look AWESOME!! (sorry for bad camera quality! New phone has a shit camera)

For now however, that’s basically all I got up to this month. There’s probably something I forgot or didn’t mention because it was short (like twf reddit stuff) but that’s basically everything for the most part! I’m going to be doing a trivia stream with Waltenews on the 26th tho so I’ll talk about it more next time! Go check it out at “twitch.tv/Waltenews” or I will find you!! Thank you all so much for reading and I hope to do more of these :D

[duskys-dreams]

I was playing Minecraft with my friends. We were just having fun and goofing around, jumping between the ground and these two floating islands.

I was messing around with these two umbrellas. One was brown and looked standard, and the other was yellow and basically a small triangle.

It started to rain, so I equipped the yellow triangle umbrella. My friends started complaining that I was using the shittiest umbrella there is. Apparently, the triangle umbrellas are not very useful. In retaliation, I poked my friend with it, and was amazed at how it suddenly turned into a kite. They all laughed at me and said it was always an umbrellakite, it even said so when you first selected the item. I was embarrassed and went away, to see what was happening with the group of people.

It turned out that there was a musical going on. It was about plants, it seemed, and the actors were letting the audience decide key parts.

I watched from the left corner, curled into a ball and watching with rapt interest. There were many characters, a lot of them plants but a few humans. (To be clear, all the actors were humans and not even dressed up.) I remember Otis being there, playing as the Stem. He was supposed to be an unimportant side character, but people are always suckers for the underdog.

As I watched, I thought about how I usually didn’t really like how the songs were never canon to the story or even acknowledged by the characters, but I found that I didn’t really mind here. The musical was just that good.

Afterwards, I met up with my little sister. I was supposed to drive her home, but instead I decided to go get blackout drunk. My sister was not happy, but I didn’t really care.

The next morning, I woke up in a ditch with the car on its side behind me. I think I tried to drive home anyway, but crashed. Even so, I didn’t have a scratch on me, and the car looked fine aside from being on its side.

A car drove past me, and I watched it, briefly wondering if it was going to help me. But then it turned around, and I found my mother driving it. She jumped out of the car and ran toward me, angry that I did something so stupid but more so relieved that I was okay and that she found me.

My little sister was in the car as well, and a stoat jumped out of it to sniff me anxiously. This was my older brother, shapeshifted into an animal so he could find me by scent while my mom drove.

My mom asked where the dog was. I told her I didn’t know, I was pretty sure he was stolen. I looked out onto the road and saw a strange beige car with no roof sitting in the middle of it. I said I felt like that car did it, but I was probably wrong.

Then the Joker walked back to his car and gleefully told us that he did in fact steal our dog, and we were never getting him back. He cackled and began driving away.

He might’ve been right about that, if we were a normal family. But we are a family of shapeshifters, and we weren’t about to take that lying down.

We ran after him on foot, and actually managed to grab onto the car. I pulled myself into the backseat thinking about how we would no longer be singing the praises of Superman. Batman for the win, kill this guy.

As my family held onto the back of the car and got the dog back, I decided how I wanted to do this. I could’ve killed him quickly, but I shapeshifted instead into a stag monkey, which was small but very violent. Then I leaped onto the back of the Joker’s head and started tearing it apart.

The car screeched to a slow halt as I essentially turned this man’s head into putty. I squished it in my hands, wondering with glee just how painful it must’ve been.

I then ran back to my car and found a small family peeling the entire undercarriage of my car off, and then applying it to their machine thing that looked like a giant metal duck. It then stood up and walked away.

I approached them told them that what they were doing wasn’t very smart. The outer shell of their machine was going to be very unstable, as they weren’t even welding the pieces together.

Secondly, why were they building an instrument for destruction when they could instead be focusing on their son? Giant robots come and go, but family is forever.

Then, right on cue, their robot duck in the distance fell to pieces. The son smiled to himself.

They thought about it, and agreed, thanking me for teaching them this valuable lesson. I gave them a polite nod and waited for my mother. I guess I wasn’t even mad about the fact that they completely ripped off the undercarriage of my car without permission to finish their robot.

They have their evil-machine-building family, I have my shapeshifting one. Everyone’s different.

[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

Hiiii~

I've been mentally drained but well! Congratulations on being so close to getting your degree 🥳💕 Do you know what you want to do in the future?

Honestly it's been horrible to live the rom-com life but at least it's keeping my friends entertained 🤡

I kinda have been thrown around left and right by the situations since the beginning of the year 🙃 Currently aiming for who might be the man of my dreams but it's so frustratingggg. Basically guy A went to my friend to ask for my number cause he's interested in me. The description of me shows he has known me at least since summer 22 cause he mentioned me bringing my dog on campus which I didn't do since then. And well she said no which had me screaming internally and told her to give him at least my insta next time.

They did cross paths again at the fitness and he said she did well not to give him my number cause he should go the traditional way. They talked a bit and that was it. Thing is guy A sounds like the absolute dream: respectful, well spoken, takes care of his younger sisters and mom,is a med student, has great fashion taste, etc. So 3 months almost went by and A never appeared so I lost hope thinking why would a guy like him be into an average girl like me.

So guy B comes into picture. We have some classes in common, we start talking and I'm mind-blown cause we have great deep conversations. I thought why not see if anything could happen. Eventually he realised I am interested and asked me while we were walking by the lake on campus. I said yes and he said he's not disinterested but doesn't want to dive head first in and go with the flow. I said that's cool with me and then asked to kiss me. During that time I wasn't talking with my best friend which is very important.

A week after the kiss I made up with my friend and during a group meet up with the girls I am told A went and talked to her again at the end of the previous week. He tried to ask about me but since my friend told him we were on a break he told her that he thinks I found someone cause he saw us kiss, but he was happy for me. Thing is B called after our kiss to inform me he isn't emotionally available and doesn't want a relationship, but we still remained friends.

A week again goes by and A bumps into my friend again on campus (she's more on campus than I am so I guess it makes sense) and he told her he's certain I found someone cause I was with the same guy but he felt happy cause I seemed genuinely happier. He told her he'd keep his distance to be respectful and cause every guy deserves a chance (CRYING). When she told me that I started screaming once again on the inside and told her she must tell him what really is going on.

Two weeks ago he met up with her since it was her bday but since her friend (almost gf) was there they couldn't speak but he knew she had good news for him in regards to me, so they scheduled to meet at the end of this week and talk about me.

In the meantime ex korean bf that broke up with my ex friend made a new account after 3 years to follow me on insta cause I blocked him. And an old guy friend asked me to be fwb literally after I was sharing with him how frustrated I was on not being able to find a serious relationship.

I'm so frustrated by how commedic and ironic my love life is but also stressed out cause I'm waiting to hear if my chances with A are screwed 😭 Please pray for things between me and A to workout cause he's literally the man of my dreams 😭😭

-🐇

Hey 🐇 anon! It's so good to hear from you again and hear all about your y/n tales.

I am really excited about getting my degree and I would like to pursue the Communications field in the future, I am not entirely sure what area I want too specifically, I'm kinda just letting it hang in the air for now.

Okay, I'm really confused and also curious to know more. I don't know what you're manifesting to experience this y/n love triangle lifestyle but I am all for it and I am living vicariously through you.

As far as my love life goes?

Absolutely barren.

I don't have a crush, a romantic interest or even anyone that I remotely have a connection too because it just hasn't happened (it's also probably because I rarely leave the house).

But I'm cool with it, I'm too content in my writing and being single to worry about entering into a relationship anytime soon.

Oh, person B just sounds like he doesn't know what he wants and doesn't want to let you go either, the worst type of toxic fboi.

But person A does sound really nice and I wish you all the best with him, go out and live that Y/N lifestyle babe :)

[nonokoko13]

Child!reader being adopted by spy x family characters Pt. 2

As I said in the previous part, these adoption headcanons are really specific, including your hypothetical pronouns and name; these two are extra so you can imagine yourself with your name and desired gender. You can ask for less specific headcanons if you want too. Part 1 here

Enjoy!

Sylvia Sherwood

How you met

She carries the responsibility of WISE, she needs to be committed to it. More than ever now that the peace was threatened every day by those who wanted war to arise again

She missed her family, but she overcame it. Just like the HQ she had to be impenetrable

At least, that's what she thought

Because right in front of her there was the question which answers she wanted to hear. A kid.

It would be normal to see one if she wasn't at the HQ

It didn't help no one knew there was a kid there until you spoke up

The camera system didn't record you and there wasn't any entrance to the agency that had been forced. You weren't any employee's kid either

After scolding them and order to search your parents she met you again

"Hello little one. May I ask you how did you get in here?"

You smiled, seeming to have been waiting her to ask

"Because I like to play and explore! And I'm really good at hide and seek"

Sylvia raised an eyebrow. No matter how well someone was good at hiding there was no way you could break into the HQ; it sounded surrealistic

"But how did you find this place?"

"Because it was easy to find"

"Don't you think you could end bad breaking into unknown places?"

"If I don't know what isthis place how I'd know that?"

Fair enough

That conversation wasn't going anywhere, yet she was angrier with the security staff than you. You didn't look worried though

You gave her an idea

"Do you want to play with me?"

Both entered in the nearest police station, she talked with the officers before telling you to count until 1000 while she was going to hide. You started the count facing a wall

She felt bad, but there were some traffickers she had to catch before they made the exchange

She was following their car; everything fine until she believed to see a small hand greeting her from the car's trunk

She returned to the police station to find out that moments later of her departure you disappeared without anyone realizing. She went to the point where the delivery would be made

Outside the abandoned warehouse there was no signal that you were there until she saw you getting out from under the car on the other side

Something caused a shooting that would make the police come and caught her at any moment. The bands kept shooting at each other while you were behind a transport container

"What were you thinking?! I told you to stay with the police!"

"I'm sorry, I counted until I know, then I saw you following the car, so I followed too. But before they caught me I hid in there...I'm sorry..." You pulled out a walkie-talkie

"I got two from the police station. I left one in there so the others thought the guys of that car were betraying them, it should have worked to scape with no bad guys seeing us"

She was impressed. However, there was no time to ask where you learn that from

Analyzing the situation the principal scape was blocked, fortunately they hadn't noticed you yet so–

You pulled her shirt, pointing somewhere else

"Let's get out"

General headcanons

Sylvia was still surprised that your plan of exiting through a rear window she hadn't seen and walk away without hurry could work

She stopped walking to watch you smash the walkie-talkie and take out some matches to burn it

"Now they can't find footprints!"

The police may not get answers about it but she had many questions for you

She lied to you about the HQ, after the shooting her lie was on the floor. Thenceforth Sylvia's not able to tell if you were playing along and keeping her secret or you have no idea what's all about

You thought her name was Handler. When you knew she was called Sylvia Sherwood you pointed your hoody logo and say "S of Super, you're superman–Superwoman!"

That's how she begun to be mistaken with an endearing mother and her son. She was superwoman and you "kid", because you said that's how you were called, along with child, shrimp, demon...

"That's unacceptable". She handed you lists of names to choose, unfortunately no one convinced you

It wasn't until you two went to a jewelry store that you found the name

The casual way you break in HQ when you want still frustrates her, how do you do it?? You don't see big deal though

Fullmetal lady didn't remember how tough was motherhood

Anyone would freak out if they found out about spies. Yet there you are, admiring flying guys in underpants

Sylvia asked you about your family, but you always tell the same: you lived with dad until he left you with a woman that he said was your mom

The Handler found out your father is a repeat offender, currently on a maximum security prison in another country. Both him and the woman without offspring legally

"Please, don't tell me one of his criminal records is jailbreaking"

The informant doubted "Actually, that's the main one"

"..."

The Forgers

Scenario where it's up to both of them to adopt you. To keep Loid's mental sanity safe it will be independent of the timeline where Yor has a kid on her own, feel free to imagine both kids being Anya's siblings at the same time. You can ask me to include that idea if I write more about this

How you met

As I said before Twilight wouldn't adopt anyone due his job, only one kid for Operation Strix and that was Anya. For now Yor didn't want more kids, she loves Anya and that's enough for them

Not for Anya. She wanted a little sibling

All started talking with Becky when Damian mentioned his brother. Back at home she brought the topic and neither Pa or Ma were giving her an answer of where babies come from

That's when she begun to feel like being a sister. Any plan helped her to convince her parents though

Anya remembered something Mr Henderson told them. "If you want something, take it into your own hands"

And she took it too seriously

Next day Anya and Bond disappeared, she was in the dogs park with Yor

While Mrs Forger panicked Anya had returned to the place she met Twilight

As the time passed the Forgers worried more. When they found Anya and Bond at their building's door they felt relieved

Your presence didn't make things better

They asked Anya where she had been and where did you come from. She said she adopted you

Of course Anya wasn't going to say she broke into an orphanage and took you

Loid's scolding made you cry

"Anya, we aren't adopting–"

"If she's not my sister I won't go to school ever again!!"

"Just for a trial period" that's what Loid hoped

General headcanons

Loid thought babies were easy because it's unnecessary (more impossible) communication with a living being that can't talk; after all babies only have basic needs. He was wrong

It would be easier if you could talk. Why are you crying? You have eaten! Are you sad? Cold? You dislike him?

Yor is not better either. Because her parents died when Yuri was a kid Yor didn't have experience with changing diapers, or anything related with babies

She was more scared than Loid to the point she didn't want to hold you. She broke Yuri's ribs with a hug when he was a toddler, what if she kills you with few contact?

In less than 24 hours you already had a crib and all kinds of things a baby would need. However, having three bedrooms and parents sleeping in separate rooms meant all your things ended in Anya's room

You cried at night until they discovered you calmed down when Anya let you a plushie to hug

She can't wait for the day pa and ma share bed to take back her bedroom

The second night Anya had an idea

Ma is scared of being your mom, solution? Leave you in her bed while Yor is asleep imagining that would work

Thanks God Yor doesn't move much when sleeping. On the other hand Yor is a light sleeper due not being used to sleep with someone so she woke up minutes later

She almost jump out of the bed, realizing that would make you cry made her contain. You groaned, did she wake you up? Yor wasn't sure of holding you, instead she laid down again and approached you to her chest

Seeing you so peaceful by her side melted her, thinking about it you looked a bit like her and Loid.. She blushed at the embarrassing thought

Bold of them to not imagine that's why Anya chose you

In the morning Loid discovered what happened and had a little words with Anya during breakfast before she went to school

Yor went to work and he decided to take a day off from his work to spend the morning with you. The Handler said the first days you should see them to recognize faces

Walks with Bond, buying toys, trying to teach you sign language...Normal stuff

Loid is glad you don't do anything but sleep and eat, except your obsession with munching. When you first kissed Yor he found it normal until you munched her cheek and now you do that to everyone; probably you're teething

Yor found it really cute, but you shouldn't go kissing and chewing cheeks. Anya thinks is funny just don't try to chew her hair again please

Another problem came with names. Loid was going through a list of 850 names in alphabetical order, meanings included; Yor didn't take it to the extreme

"Hum, what about Rose? I think it's a cute name, I mean it's both decision and I'm not good with names Loid–"

Welcome to the family Rose

A spy, an assassin, a telepath and... Well, a baby. Seems like a good mix

Yor Briar

As we know Twilight only would adopt for Operation Strix's sake. Yor became mother by marrying Loid, but what if she had already a kid before being Mrs Forger?

Inspired by this post of @say-seira

How you met

Long ago before Twilight adopted the identity of Loid Forger, the Briars moved to a flat in Berlint

While the eldest sibling had recently become an adult Yuri was only a kid, Yor decided to move to the city so he had nearer his school. It was possible due her proper salary as Thorn Princess

This change would make her job easier too. She had a new client which death could pay Yuri's entrance to a good university

There was a politician who negotiated with terrorists, helping them to get into Ostania and providing them with weapons in exchange to gain good propaganda abroad and getting rid of competition

Knowing this was enough to make Yor's blood boil. He deserved to die, she was sure of it

Struggling with the security around him, Yor finally killed the target without leaving trace

The only inconvenience was a bad injury made by a bullet that she received. After removing the bullet the wound got worse

She went to the hospital to avoid an infection. In the waiting room she met a kind lady, Yor swore that she had seen her before

The woman was scared, but Yor reassured her she will wait her

While Yor was attended the girl was taken to another room. As she promised, Yor waited in the hall after her wound was treated; with a buttoned medical gown on because she didn't want to attract more attention due the bandaged wound in sight

Time passed and many people enter and exit from the room, but she didn't. A nurse carrying something mistook her for one of the staff and scolded her for standing there

"Here, take the baby to the nursery"

"Me? But— wait! What about the woman? Is she okay?"

From afar she heard the answer, but before Yor could explain the error the woman had left. She was shocked, how? She seemed fine

Against her will the dark-haired looked at the lump she was holding: rosy cheeks babbling in dreams, you were in peace

Her shock grew when she saw you shared the username that the man she killed had. That's why the woman was familiar: she was the politician's daughter

Yor searched someone who hand the baby when she recognized the doctor that guided the woman to the room, he was talking with a masked nurse

The fact they went to a private place and maintained their voices low made her suspect

"Did you take care of the mother?" the nurse asked

"Yes, they got ahead of us with her father but I think they will pay us anyway. When they found it was a medical negligence we'll be far from here"

Yor understood they were assassins as well, probably paid by a rival. Luckily they hadn't seen her yet

"Heh, do you they will pay more if we got rid of the baby?"

Yor left the hospital with you, unsure of what to do. Did you have more relatives? The widowed politician didn't have more kids, and your mother came alone. What if they wanted to kill the rest of the family?

A small hand grabbed hers, and every fear disappeared. Looking at each other, she knew you were safer with her. Perhaps it was only guilt or sympathy, but she would try

General headcanons

The moment Yuri saw Yor holding you was in disbelief. Yor said she found you in the streets and he believed it

At first he tried to convince her sister to leave you in a orphanage but once scolding was enough to cease

Still disliking you for the first months. It took some time until he saw you like one of his family

Yuri helped, although they had a rough time because you refused to eat Yor's purees. Your endurance might grew up to make you the only person who can eat her food without bleeding but it doesn't mean you like its flavor

She viewed you as a sibling until you were two, being called mom made Yor too happy to correct you. Yuri was just Yuri, you never feel like using formalities with him or addressing "Uncle" everytime you talked

Yor decided to let your belongings, it was better that way. When you were older, and only if you wanted, she would tell you the truth

She's bad with names, Rose was the only name she could think of but you're a boy. Yor's parents loved that Yuri and her had matching names, therefore you would be the sweet addition to it

The only name I could think of is Yuu because it's gender neutral and means "you" sorry

During the first year of your life she didn't try to hide the blood of her clothes from you. Yuri never suspected either and you wouldn't remember it when you grow up

Your lack of childhood amnesia was something she didn't have in count. Not that she knows you know anyway

Yor has been training you since you were able to walk, if she wasn't there when you needed at least you would be ready to defend yourself. Proud to say you're her strong boy

That said, if the assassins that tried to killed you found were you lived it's something you ignore. Being the protective mother Yor is they could be dead by now

Six years later, it was still Yor and you against the world, with Yuri being the only paternal figure you had. Before one day she met a man and everything changed

She said he will help her by accompanying her to a party so Yuri stopped worrying about her. She said it would be one night, and the next morning you woke up with Yor waiting to talk with you

In part she accepted because of you; you passed the Eden exam before knowing you needed a dad for it. That requisite seemed stupid for you, as you reassured her you could go to any other school; now you would be accepted into the best school!

You agreed and started packing. What else you could do? The decision was made before you were asked anyway, and you didn't want to argue with your mom because she was doing it for your future too

Of course it affected you. No matter how nice they were it was a huge change; in one day you had to move to a new place which didn't feel like home and live with strangers who you'll have to share mom with isn't easy

Anya was nervous too, but for different reasons. She was so excited to meet her soon-to-be sibling! For her, who was an orphan last week, having a pa, a ma and a friend to play with was great

Her expectations went down when she read your mind. You didn't think bad of them, but excited wasn't the word to describe your emotional state either

Loid may not be good at understanding children, but it was clear for him you wasn't comfortable. For him would be weirder if you didn't seem affected at all

On the contrary, Yor seemed cool with all of this to you. Even without any idea of how to be a wife or mother for Anya she enjoyed her time as Forger, which confused you a bit

Yor is happier, not only because she didn't have to worry about the SSS or Yuri anymore. They make her happier, it's just matter of time she could fall for Loid and have a baby that was her own, real kid

Being sure Yor loves you and your new family want you to feel welcomed doesn't make disappear the feelings you carry with. Still, if mom is happy you prefer to keep it to yourself and try to maker her smile too

If it wasn't because Yuri hates the idea of her sister hiding her marriage for a year and sympathized your situation he would have laughed at the irony when you told him during your uncle-nephew walk the next day of his meeting with "Loiloi"

He doesn't know they got married before you attended school so he assumed you had been holding it for a long time. He passed his fingers through your hair

"I understand it's difficult, but I'll be for you whenever you need me"

+ Honorable mention to compensate you for the mild ansgt without warning

Daybreak

We don't know much about him but I included this dork for fun

Thinking about "Daybreak" and "parenthood" makes anyone's mind stopped working

Mainly because it's difficult to say which one would be the child

Not "How you met headcanons" because he wouldn't be able to adopt to begin with

From what we saw in chapter 27 he seems to live alone, depending on his amazing spy career to afford pork steak for dinner. So he must not live too good given that after his first mission he was fired

If he had a child, it would be likely because of a previous relationship he had and didn't end well

He didn't adopt you. You're his biological kid, the only not adopted of this gang

Sorry we can't choose our family good luck ig

Not necessarily ended bad, even remaining as friends, your mother took a different path and is happily married with another man

If she knew he wanted to be a spy either thought "it's a joke" or *sigh*

She was who brought money in the relationship, now you live with her and your step-dad but at the beginning you didn't want to

Daybreak talked with you and promised you could visit each other and even live with him when he could afford it

They don't get it

Who would take care of him? The idea of living on his own was frightening to you

Imagine being father and is your kid who worries about whether pops know how to pay taxes without mom

You took after him in terms of appearance. Any signal of intelligence was from your mother

Average smart but surely smarter than him

Probably he thanked God that you were a boy. He will love whatever you are but he was relieved of saving himself of buying female products when you were on that time of the month and guide you through puberty

As much as he says to be a charming man he's not good with women either so

Your name is Sunny. Guess who chose it

Probably you see him more on weekends than during the week

Until you showed him Spy Wars he didn't have no idea that existed such good series

Of course not cooler than the legend he is but Daybreak jokes about how reading that and seeing your cool pops in action would make you half as good spy as he is someday

Quite sad is that your common sense along with the things you see on TV are enough to be better spy material

You try to watch it with him to see if he learns something

Unsure of what you'll be in the future but in the mean time you had fun watching cartoons and liking kids stuff like dinosaurs and skateboard

Current status: Busy with your first year at school and getting him out of trouble