#the river he wanted to jump into is a river in a pretty big city and isn’t known for its’ cleanliness :(

[sableeira]

based on a real interaction

Dazai: hey, Atsushi can you take a video of me?

Atsushi: sure what do you want me to take a video of, Dazai-san?

Dazai: I want you to take a video of me jumping off this bridge into the water.

Atsushi: HUH?!?

Dazai: don’t worry! I jumped off this bridge before!

Atsushi: how exactly is that supposed to make me worry less?

Dazai: I even tested how shallow the water is!

Atsushi: you mean, you tested out that the water isn’t too shallow, right?

Dazai: …

Atsushi: RIGHT?

[honeyshiddendesire]

🤠Cowboys You Say?

Pairing: Zoro, Eustass, Sabo, Marco & Ace x fem!reader (separate or sharing doesn't affect the story)

*Old Note: Had a vacation out on 93 acres in the countryside and all I was thinking about…cowboys.*

Warnings: bondage! Dom/sub! Pet names! Praise & degradation! Vaginal penetration! Bimbofication! Rough sex! Spanking! Hair pulling! Yata yata smut lol y’all know I write nasty!breeding kink!

@votaeto @zorosdimples thought y’all might like this 

*New Author’s Note: Out of all the stories I thought I lost from my old account Honey’s World of Fanfiction THIS one was by far my favorite so to stumble upon it again makes me sooo freaking hype!!!! AHHH So excited!!!! Hope everyone still loves it just as much as me!! Don’t be alarmed I did fix some typos as well! Lol*

*cow banner*

Acres of land as far as the eye can see was before you. Majestic and overwhelming but it was now yours. Inherited from your late father, Edward, you had no choice but to return home to his prize. The ranch he loved second ONLY to you, too precious for you to just sell.

Patches of woods and forests littered with game even open fields for horses to run wild until tamed. There was a beautiful garden that stretched around the ranch, a pond with a family of ducks. A river with a strong current that only the toughest even dare swim in, flowing just along the ranch’s right side.

The terrain was intense but luckily your father made sure he left you with a great team to help you out.

*banner*

Lumberjack Ace 🪓who jumps out his pickup truck shirtless, drenched in a layer of sweat with an ax resting on his shoulder.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who was saddened and shocked at your father’s death but happy seeing his pretty daughter inherit the ranch.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who tips his hat and winks at you with a side smirk as he walks, “Mornin’ darlin’.”  The freckled face and cut abs flustering you immediately.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who pours a bucket of water over his head before taking the sweet tea you offered after hours of chopping firewood.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who cleans the chimney for you in your freakish city that gets snow storms mid summer. The grand line farmland a whirlwind of weather.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 flirts the entire time with winks and smirks. “Don’t worry babydoll I’ll have this house as hot as you in no time.” Tossing the wood he chopped inside with a dramatic sigh.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who ax throws intruders wanting to harm you

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who makes you wear his hat when you ride him cause you’re his pretty cowgirl princess. “Aren’t you just a spitfire?” His moans drawn out all nice and sweet for ya.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who fucks you hard against the trees he plans on chopping. Using you to see if they’re sturdy enough as your back rubs against the rough bark.

“Yeah pretty girl ya like that don’t ya?” He’ll ask as he nips at your bottom lip making you whimper, pussy clenching. His cock will destroy your insides as the harsh tree rubs your skin raw. “Want my seed deep in that cute lil pussy of yours? I bet you do baby girl. Take every drop alright darlin’.”

Fucking your cunt hard in the forest as your screams bounced off the tall trees making him grunt as he paints that pussy white. “That’s my pretty girl.” 🪓

🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓

Doctor Marco 🩺 who rode in on a fucking horse with flowers in his hands to show his condolences.

Doctor Marco 🩺 who even studied animals in order to help your father when he stressed over his prized horse, Whitebeard, growing sick.

Doctor Marco 🩺 who made it a point to stop by everyday on his gorgeous marbled stallion, saying it was important for your mental health on such a secluded land.

Doctor Marco 🩺 who comes to your aid during the harsh heat when you almost had a heat stroke. “Wow there birdie~ can’t have you getting dehydrated on me.”

And !!

The treacherous winter when he finds you passed out in the house shaking still not used to a single fire heating up such a big house. “Sweet bird what would you do without me~” He’ll coo at you.

Doctor Marco 🩺  who sheds his clothes to warm you up the fastest way you can in the countryside. “Come here birdie I’ll keep you warm.” 

Cock plunging deep into your pussy to make you sweat. Your gasps and moans make him shiver, back arching off the bed as you claw at his skin. “D-doctor~ M-Marco ah~ you feels so warm.” You whimper as he leans over pushing his weight on his hands.

“I know dove~ let me keep taking good~ care of you. Make sure you stay nice and warm inside and out.” Marco’s thrust would be deep and really rough to make you sweaty and gasping. “I reckon I’ll have you feeling peachy in no time birdie.”

Doctor Marco 🩺 who even checks your gag reflex with his cock buried snug in your wet throat.

“Take a little more pretty thing.” Hand brushing your hair back with a gentle smile. Your eyes watery as you looked up at him in your pretty sundress soaked in your drool.

“There ya go dove doin just~ fine.” Marco would grunt out as he shallowly thrusts into your throat. Cumming deeply into your tight mouth making you moan softly at the taste. Semen dripping down the sides making you whine and even messier for his greedy eyes.

🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who picked the prettiest mustangs for your father.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who supplies all the best horses in town. Even trains them too.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who washes your horses and loves watching you braid their hair afterwards in different styles. “I think that's one of my favorites sweet pea.” He’ll say coming up behind you all close.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who holds you tightly when a horse passes because he too knows your pain of losing a stallion.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who gets to train ladies all week but still doesn’t get behind them for a lesson, opting for his own stallion but insists on doing it for you. Saying you need the best.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who teaches you to ride. Thick cock brushing up against you as he wraps his arms around you. Breath heavy from the close proximity, “Doing great doll~” Voice raspy after a long ride of his cock brushing against your pretty self.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who buys you matching gloves for riding saying they’re the best and they’ll last the longest because of the quality but it’s actually because he likes you matching.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who wins all the horse racing championships

“Looking good doll.” Sabo drew out as he leaned against the railing where you were sitting in the front row. All the other women were jealous, wanting his attention too.

“How’s about I take a pretty lady like you out to a fancy dinner and a nice ride?” He winks at the last part hinting at a night of mystery that you so said ‘yes’ to.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who also makes you wear his hat when you ride him cause that’s just what cowboys do.

Eyes rolling back as he tugged on the knots you were bound by, “Just like that sweet pea move’em nice and slow fa me.” Sabo groaned out, voice raspy making you whine.  Fat cockhead pushing past your cervix making you choke out moans.

“Ooooooowweee doll listen to you howl. Go head and cum on me ‘kay sweetheart.” Sabo’s cocky when he fucks his fat cock up into your dripping pussy. His blue hat bouncing with his powerful thrusts, pussy squirting making his ego grow more. “Now that’s a prize winning stallion! Fuck~!! I’m gonna have to breed you full after that ride.”

🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 Who brought you the biggest cow in the shop to show his condolences.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who still delivers fresh meats weekly even though you’re not sick like your father and very capable of doing it yourself.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who always offers to sharpen your kitchenware when he delivers the meats to ensure you the best.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who loves pulling up to you grilling or smoking some meats and seeing your proud smile when you used his ingredients. “Please Zoro! You just have to join me for dinner! I think you’re gonna love how the steaks turned out! It's a great cut.”

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who can hog tie the fastest in the countryside. Seeing him wrangle up that boar with his cocky smirk made your thighs press together. Feeling like a sinner in church needing a sip of sweet tea with the way he wiped the sweat off his brow.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who always winks at you and tips his hat after winning the hog tying contest making everyone jealous.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who puts you in gorgeous knots and suspended ropes to stretch you out in.

“Dammit woman look at you suckin’ in this cock like a champion.” Zoro grunted as he watched his cock disappear down your sloppy throat. Spit and cum from an earlier load dripping all over your front. Pulling away he ripped your top open and latched his hungry mouth onto your breast. Your arms above you in ropes as you hung like a butchered pig ripe for his taking.

“Prettiest little piggy to ever be eaten by me, I tell you what.” Zoro smirked as he left mark after amazing mark all over your sweaty skin.

Tying your legs up and spread out so he can slide that fat ass cock all the way in with no interruptions. “Fuck yeah piggy lemme hear you squeal for this cock just butchering your insides.” He was definitely merciless in all the things he did but you weren’t about to complain.

🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who still tends to your 100+ acres of land cause, “Ain’t no way in hell I’ll be able to sleep at night knowing a pretty lamb like you is doin all the work.”

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who calls you almost every farm/animal he can possibly think of.  Lamb, pig, mouse, bunny, chickie, calf, heifer,etc

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who comes to your aid whenever you need repairs around the house, but only does them shirtless.

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who drives the tracker shirtless in his overalls with a piece of straw in his mouth, hat tipped real low. Winking at you when you give him a cool glass of lemonade for his hard work plowing the fields, though you couldn’t help but desire that he was plowing something else.

“Thanks lil calf but I think I might wanna drink on somethin’ else you can gimme me. Maybe some milk?”

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who buys you the prettiest dresses and shoes cause he’ll be doin all the hard labor anyways.

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who gets handsy the fastest cause he can’t help but want to let out all his stress on you. Looking like a sweet lil belle that he wanted nothing more than to corrupt into his pretty bimbo after a long day.

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who’s a total stereotype. Wanting a beer and his dick sucked the second he steps foot in the door. Don’t worry he always returns the favor 😉

“Been thinkin’ bout these lips wrapped around my cock all damn day out on that field. Fuck~ that’s it chick, slobber all over me.”

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who roughly shoves your face in the hay as he fucks you ass up in the barn. Spanking you and pulling you back by your pigtails.

“Good fuckin’ calf. Letting me breed you full till you’re swollen wit my kids, tits drippin with milk for me.” Hips rocking into your cunt with a mission to fill you full. Stuffing your womb full of his children to run and play on the farm.“Fuck-my little cow being so good. Stay just like that babe.” Spanking you as he grabs both your pigtails in one large hand. “Sweet little heifer letting me breed her like she’s supposed ta wit outta fight. Come on moo for your owner baby.”  Voice raspy as he’ll grip your ass, fucking you hard on his heavy cock. Hay scratching into your face as you cream around his dick with a shaky scream. “Soundin’ so pretty when you get loud like that fa me.”

[eupheme]

— cabin down below

dieter bravo x actress!f!reader

rated e - 1.8k

tags: cabining, co-stars-with-benefits, mentions of alcohol, references to sex and horror films, implied paparazzi trying to catch them together, oral sex

ahh nervous to post this (first time writing for him!) but excited about this gorgeous moodboard I recieved for Summer Lovin’ 24! 🏕️💖 thanks so much for hosting @pedgito, @amanitacowboy, and @chaotic-mystery!

Dieter really can talk you into anything.

The official table read is on Monday, scenes due to start shooting soon after. You really shouldn’t be thirty miles out of town right now - leaving the comforts of your apartment and the air conditioning of the limo, to hike another mile into the forest.

But you’ll trade the luxury for a chance to spend time with him. An old spot, he said. His dad’s cousin’s place, bought it off him when they needed the money. Been in the family for years.

“You gotta immerse yourself,” Dieter had told you, his arms spreading wide, “What better place to practice lines than here?”

It’s your first time in a movie with him. You’re not sure if he’s really a method actor. Equally not sure that it’s needed for a movie called Campground Carnage II - or if the city just seemed a little too loud, a little too busy.

Deep down, you hope it might just be an excuse to get you alone.

You'd be pretty alright with that.

It’s been hard to sneak around Los Angeles. There’s cameras everywhere. An obsession with one Dieter Bravo - the current hottest, most eccentric star.

You’d met before his last big break. Reading lines for Covert Affairs, but they had passed over the mutual chemistry for an actress with a little more weight to her name.

He had gotten the part, and you had gotten his number. Two desperate hookups when you both ended up in Vegas at the same time.

Only to come back together a year later.

“Long Island,” He had smiled, when he saw you, “Good to see you again.”

You had been surprised he remembered you, much less the drink he had bought. Enough alcohol in both your systems that you would’ve forgiven him if he had.

Not that you would have, though. Not with that mouth of his.

Something that you’re thinking about now, as the trees clear. The cabin tucked between them - a peeking sliver of a river cutting through the terrain behind it.

A cozy little thing, not much bigger than the apartment you’re missing. Built with thick wooden logs, two tidy windows out front, the checkered curtain pulled shut.

The key ring twirls on his finger, as Dieter moves ahead to unlock the door.

You can’t help appreciating the view, as he does. This ‘camping’ look suits him. It’s almost enough to make you a little jealous of his ability to look good in anything and everything he throws on.

A tight black tee, the hat that’s pulled down over his messy curls. Featuring an embroidered trout, with “fish want me, women fear me” scripted above and below that he found at a garage sale. Patterned crocs with matching shorts that only reach mid-thigh.

And you're at least 45-percent sure the fanny pack around his waist is filled with condoms and KitKats.

It’s been hard to keep your mind off him, on the drive over. Battering his wandering hands away, with the driver only a few feet from you. Still shy, both enthralled and not used to his open affection.

Trying to concentrate on the script. Preparing to run lines, just in case his suggestion for this weekend wasn’t some kind of euphemism.

But you kept going back to a particular scene. The two counselors - that’s you and him - sneaking off to one of the cabins in the campground.

A steamy encounter involving both the top and bottom of a bunk bed, and a lot of Bravo on his knees. Anything to showcase his physique, you’re already picturing how they’ll stage it with the female gaze in mind.

Bare back, you’re guessing. A hint of ass, but still tasteful.

The scene a fake-out - featuring a jump scare, with the shadow of a person passing by the windows behind you. Tapping into that classic trope - first to fuck, first to die.

Which might be true - if it was his first movie.

He doesn’t actually make it to the end, though. Dieter’s demise coming from a staged accident in the fishing lake, just as the movie lulls into a sense of safely. One final blow before the big reveal.

You know people will be pissed about that. As a fan of the series, even you are a little.

But the thought of having a scene with him - there is a flicker of excitement, that dulled heat in your belly - even though you know that logically, it will all be purely professional.

It’s still fun to imagine.

The door cracks open, but there’s something else with the sound. You frown, your head whipping towards the woods behind you. Searching for the source of the noise, one that sounded a little too familiar.

“Did I just hear a camera click?”

“Nah,” Dieter shrugs, “There’s no way they know about this place.”

"Yeah,” You hum, giving another glance. There’s nothing but the rustle of trees, the rush of the water. A self-conscious laugh, as you head inside, “Maybe I’m immersing myself too much.”

“No hauntings or serial killers here, sweetheart.” He smiles, “But if you’re scared I have a few ideas to get your mind off things…”

The door clicks shut behind him.

Your eyebrow arches, “Oh yeah? Like what?”

Dieter pretends to think, as he advances on you. Hands reaching out to trace up your sides, pulling you flush against him.

“Can think of a scene I’d like to start with,” He husks, eyes darkening, “There’s no bunk bed here, but I think we can make do.

Hunger flares in you, now that you're alone. Your eyes dip to the curl of his mouth, no more than a breath before you’re pressing your lips to his. A rough moan as his hands slide up your back, his tongue already brushing across your lower lip.

Tasting sweet when they part for him, your own moan swallowed as you lose your grip on your bag, letting it tumble to the floor.

It’s always so easy to get lost in him. If you’re not careful, you might just get swept away.

“You don’t want to see what the directors have in mind?” You tease, when you pull back for a breath, “Hold off on that scene until later?”

“No can do.” Dieter groans, as he pulls you back to him, “Not with you looking like this.”

You can��t help the smile, as you start the stumbling journey through the main room, wandering hands and the press of mouths.

His hand grasping your ass as your fingers slip under his shirt - the other reaching for the door he has you backed up against. A creaking swing, as it opens.

Dieter’s hands are at your hips, as soon as the back of your knees hit the bed.

“Let me taste you, baby.” It’s mumbled against your lips. His fingers dipping beneath your waistband. A nail tracing the edge of your underwear, raising goosebumps, “Been thinking about it all day.”

You remember this from before. How focused he gets. Willing to beg, shameless, if there’s something he wants.

And you’re always willing to give.

The bed is soft - covered in worn buffalo-checkered sheets - as you let yourself be lowered onto it. His hands catch your ankles, tugging you down until your legs drape off the edge.

Spread wide, so he can fit between them as he kneels. Batting your hand away as you go to push down your shorts.

“I wanna do it.” He hums. His own shorts already pulled tight, a hand coming to palm himself in anticipation.

Your hips lift for him. Nails bite into skin, grasping fabric and pulling down both layers. Easing them around the bulk of your gym shoes so his palms can press into your thighs, spreading them even wider.

A rough noise, when he sees you.

“You been thinking about this too, babe?” He coos, a thumb pressing against your slit. Rolling against the wet gleam of your center, as it betrays your desire.

You huff, the muscles in your legs flexing. Breath held as your eyes flit up to his, waiting. Watching, as he sucks your slick from his skin with a groan.

“Bet you were. Saw you eye-fucking me in the limo, all while telling me to keep my hands to myself.”

"I-I," You try to answer. To protest - to say you weren't - but his palms are smoothing up your skins. Distracting, as he slowly moves.

Those eyes focused on yours as his head tips. An open-mouthed kiss to your knee, then thigh. Moving up, as your heart races.

Inner thigh, now.

"Dee," There's a buck of your hips, with your whine, “Don’t tease.”

It’s futile, you’re certain. Unable to take what you dish out. But perhaps he’s been pushed too far as well.

“Tell me you need it.” His pupils are blown-wide, drunken already.

It’s easy to answer.

“Please. I need you.”

The next kiss is right against your slit. Messy, as his mouth covers you. Your fingers twisting in the blanket, as your knees press against his shoulders.

He’s too good. Teasing with the wet brush of his tongue. The slow creep of his fingers, the tip of one pressing against your entrance - only to withdraw just as you clench down.

Again, and then again. Slowly sinking into you, one knuckle at a time. Working you open, until you’re stretched wide around three of them - too full to form words.

“Don’t need direction for this,” His eyes flip to yours, a dimpled smile as his fingers sink deep and then curl, “Do I, baby?”

He does it again, as your answer pitches high. Your hips bucking into his touch as his tongue licks at you again. Timing it so that the point of his tongue teases your clit, each time his fingers rub against the spongey spot inside you.

He’s going to make you come. You’re too wound up, too needy for him.

“Fuck, Dieter.” You keen - your leg hooking over his shoulder, “Oh fuck, keep doing that-“

“That’s it baby,” He grins, “Improvise for me.”

It makes you laugh, which has him groaning as you tighten around his fingers. His left hand dropping to push down the waistband of his shorts. Fingers pulling from you only long enough to smear your arousal on his cock, to pump his fist until he’s covered.

It’s then that you think you hear it again. Just as his tongue slips inside you. Another mechanical sound from outside, just barely audible through the wooden walls.

“Dee,” You moan, fingers twisting in his hair. Either to pull him closer or push him away, you’re not sure, “I d-definitely heard-”

“Can’t see in here.” It’s mumbled out, gasped between your thighs.

He’s seen to that, at least. The blinds thick, the bedroom tucked away.

A grin, as his tongue flattens - licking from hole to clit, “Wasn’t planning on leaving, anyways.”

You trust him, knowing he wouldn't leave you vulnerable. The sound in your throat is muffled as your teeth clench, “But they-, what if they hear us?”

It’s only now that his head lifts, those dark eyes blown wide. Paired with a lazy smile, his lips shining as they stretch wide.

A soft croon.

“Then I guess you’d better be quiet.”

Your laugh turns into a soft groan, at the flick of his tongue. Self-conscious perhaps, but not wholly and entirely deterred by the thought of an audience.

Not when you’re with him.

“Keep that up,” You manage - as something molten floods through your belly, “And you might have to help a girl out.”

His weight presses into you as he moves up - heated, bare skin as he settles between your thighs. Dieter’s nose skimming your throat, as his hand slips between your thighs.

Just before his mouth presses to yours, swallowing you moan.

“That, baby… I can do.”

just wanted to try something fun 🏕️ thank you so much for reading! and thanks again for this awesome event!

[copperbadge]

Hey Sam, it looks like I'll be in Chicago for a few days next May. I'm going through all the typical sight seeing websites, but do you have any recommendations for a first time visitor? I'm not huge on architecture, parks or crowds. History, art and music are a big yes. I'm considering the Big Bus hop on/off tour for practicality. Any tips would be appreciated!

I used to have a "guide to Chicago" that I would link people to, but I think it probably badly needs updating, since a lot of what it talks about is pre-pandemic, and some places don't exist anymore (which is not necessarily down to the pandemic, Chicago is an ever-changing place). RIP Apocalypse McDonalds. Definitely before you follow anyone's advice including mine, look up what you're going to go see to make sure it's still there.

So, couple of quick recommendations; thanks for telling me some of what you're into, that always helps :) I'm going to assume you're either staying somewhere close to downtown or willing to trek into the city from outside it. A lot of people who tell me they're visiting Chicago are actually visiting Rosemont, which is a nice place but not Chicago and not super close to most of what I'll be talking about. Chicago is extremely large, and if you are staying around the O'Hare airport area (Rosemont) it will be an hour by public transit or at least $50 by rideshare/cab to get downtown.

I will say whenever I'm visiting somewhere, my first stop is always Atlas Obscura, which usually lists the really weird shit to do. :D

I've never done the Big Bus tour, but it's much nicer to do it in May than, say, December, and the people I know who've done it found it a convenient and inexpensive way to get around the city without having to deal with public transit, so while I can't personally recommend, I've only heard good things.

I know you said you weren't into architecture, but if you want to see a lot of Chicago in a very relaxed fashion, while incidentally getting some architecture knowledge, it's tough to beat the Chicago Architecture Center's boat tour. You just get on the boat, buy a drink if you want one, sit back, and drift down the river and back while someone narrates the history of Chicago architecture to you. You'll also, in May, see lots of other folks out on the river and get a real taste of Chicago's downtown scene. If you'd like to see the river without the cost of the architecture tour, I'd check out the water taxis and see if there's an opportunity to take one when going between other places you're visiting. They do a lot of tourist-destination stops.

For history, the Chicago History Museum is a natural fit and a lot of walking tours leave from the museum, although most of them are architecture :D I would also HIGHLY recommend Adam Selzer's Mysterious Chicago tours; Selzer is a very smart local historian and if you'd like to do reading ahead of time I also highly recommend his book Ghosts of Chicago. If he's offering a tour of Rose Hill or Graceland cemeteries, I'd jump on that; Graceland was my old "home" cemetery (it was literally my backyard for about a decade) and I think it's extremely interesting and beautiful. If you do go to Graceland, I can recommend Byron's nearby as a great place to get a burger, fries, Italian Beef, or a hot dog. But pretty much any tour he offers I would recommend whether I've been on it or not, he's great.

For art, again, the natural choice is the Art Institute Museum; to avoid lines, I'd recommend buying your museum ticket ahead of time and entering through the Modern Wing on Monroe Street, which is less attractive but also way less crowded than the "Lions" entrance on Michigan Avenue. I always recommend people make sure not to miss the Thorne Miniatures (they're in the basement so easy to miss, but any docent can direct you there) and the Ugliest Vase in the World. They move the vase around quite a bit, but if you check the website for the Londonderry Vase before you go, it'll tell you where to find it. Its hideousness must be seen in person. Also make sure not to miss the Chagall windows, they're off in a corner by the entrance to the cafe.

I'm not really much on music so my reccs are weaker there, but if you'd like some Chicago blues in a tourist-friendly environment, Kingston Mines is good, as is Buddy Guy's (which also has great food and is closer to downtown). If you like fried chicken, Harold's Chicken Shack is near Buddy Guy's (it's all over, it's a small chain, but that's usually the easiest one for people to find). The Chicago Symphony Orchestra is pretty great for classical music, and in the summer they often have special guests. If you like the NPR show "Wait Wait Don't Tell Me", they record live in downtown Chicago at the Fine Arts building; you usually have to buy pretty far in advance, keep an eye on tickets here.

More general recommendations: the Museum of Science and Industry is really fun, especially with kids but even without, but it's also the furthest out from downtown and can take some work to get to. Field Museum and Shedd Aquarium are both fun times, although the Shedd is kinda pricey I think. They're right next to each other though so a day doing both is convenient. If you are doing any of the museums, keep your eyes peeled for the "Mold A Rama" machines, where for $5 you can watch the machine injection-mold you a souvenir. Often the museums have custom machines for various exhibits (the Death exhibit at the Field had a skull one, for instance).

There are two train systems in Chicago: the "El" (the color-coded trains you see in movies all the time) and the Metra. DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES TAKE THE METRA TRAIN ANYWHERE. The Metra is a commuter rail designed for people who know how to use it, and they don't announce stops or even sometimes have signage; often the train won't stop at a platform unless it's told to during certain times of day. It is extremely easy to get extremely lost on the Metra and end up somewhere you do not want to be. If you are taking public transit, even if it seems less convenient, stick to buses and the El trains. The El and Metra run on different tracks so it's easy to avoid the Metra, but I always like to warn folks.

Okay, I think that's the highlights, minus some parks and such; I hope you have a great time! Feel free to hit me if you have questions.

[stardust-sunset]

maybe i’ll draw this later but i thought i’d share some mythical being au with yall (keep in mind this is a mythical au so i don’t really bother with realism lmfao)

I think Mrs Curtis would be a nymph-I head anon she was a nature lover who was soft but had a bit of a bite to her. Maybe a forest nymph-I have an idea in mind where she kinda has a “true form” that was really big (think greek god?) since she was kind of a forest protector in a way? It’ll make more sense when I draw it tbh

Mr Curtis was a gargoyle. In my headcanon I think Mr Curtis was this huge, scary looking guy but he was absolutely just a goofy sweetheart under all of that-he was pretty big too but not in the same way-he was bat like in a way? He had huge bat wings and claws and such but underneath all that he’s just a silly guy

Darry is kind of like a centaur but instead of a horse it’s a gryphon-I think gryphons were fairly big so I think he’d be quite big too (weren’t there stories of gryphons being destroyers of cities? He’s that kind of big but he doesn’t destroy shit lmao-he uses his size to his advantage and it also helps him clear ways for new construction. Mr Curtis taught him how to fly too, also lions and eagles remind me of Darry so-he also has sharp teeths. Also instead of smacking Pony, simply because of his size I feel like he just…recklessly picked up Pony and squeezed him a bit too hard and only realized when he saw Pony struggling to breathe and that was when Pony ran away

Sodapop is a centaur. Pong said it himself that Soda reminds him of a palomino colt so of course Soda is a palomino-sometimes when he laughs he falls onto his back and just kicks his hooves lmao-also horses know how to walk as soon as they’re born so Soda was pretty much running around from the moment he was born. He takes great pride in his tail and hair and lets people brush it-girls flock to the DX just to brush his tail-sometimes he lets little kids braid it if they want too!

Pony is a cervitaur-basically a deee centaur. He’s an axis deer-they’re known for their speed and agility (they can run up to 45 mph and jump up to 6 feet high so this obviously helps him in track)-he likes to style his hair so his little antler nubs are showing but when his antlers actually grow he’s so prideful about it it’s not even funny. He’s kinda like bambi in a way, when he was a baby he had such a hard time walking and when he goes through growth spurts he does too-it’s also just funny because his name is Ponyboy and he ended up being half deer

I really like kraken Johnny-just Johnny being some gigantic creature but being the most quiet and nervous is just funny to me. His scales are valuable too so maybe that’s why he gets jumped a lot. I know Oklahoma isn’t known for its water sources but just pretend with me that there’s a huge lake somewhere that he just chills in-when him and Pony run away he swims in the river. He’s always dreamed of going to the ocean but he’s kinda just stuck in Tulsa. He’s fairly huge though so it can be tough, but he swims through rivers to get to where he’s going. Darry being the size he is even made a sort of moat leading to a lake by the Curtis place. (I know it’s not realistic but bear with me)

Dally’s a dragon for sure. He’s a shifter in a way? Like Mrs Curtis he has a true form and a semi human form, he’s a huge dragon though when he is in his true form and he’s definitely caused…a number of things (jails) to be burnt down. It got to the point that the west side had to haul in fireproof things because Dally would just try to escape. Johnnyme the only one who can stop him from burning things down and just spits water at him to make him stop (another reason Johnny is a kraken because opposites attract I guess-) but Darry also has to wrestle him sometimes because he’s sick of having to rebuild things Dally burnt down even if he does get paid. Darry’s basically Tulsa’s version of Fix It Felix lmao

Two Bit is an imp. I don’t know how to describe my thought process but he’s just an imp. He’s silly. He’s goofy. He does reckless shit-he’s just this little, nimble imp with dragon wings and horns-Imps aren’t evil, they’re just mischevious and like to play pranks. Just like Two Bit. He can be smooth when. he wants to be though. He likes to jab people with his horns. He’s just goofy like that. I feel like when he’s mad his voice kinda gets deeper since they technically are devils in a way-his teeth also get sharper and he has claws. His eyes kinda glow too and his pupils slit. It’s scary. Think do when he snapped at Johnny’s mom when he was in the hospital.

Steve is a werewolf. He’s got that dog in him 😔 I think he’s always have sort of wolfish features, like sharp teeth, kinda slit pupils, maybe he even keeps the ears and/or tail (this is a stretch but idk lol) but whenever it’s a full moon you’ll know it evacsue he’s gorging on all kinds of meats and his shifts can be rough. Especially the first few. I feel like if he’s really really REALLY emotional he’ll shift a little bit too? Like it’s not confined to just full moons but he can’t will himself to do it either if that makes sense. I just think this is cool

I dunno; what do you guys think?

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holy SHIT the dsmp real world example i. sorry idk if you like people reblogging your posts with massive additions so this is an ask.

l'manburg realistically would be a city-state since it's not big enough to be a full city, with the populace in about something the size of the Vatican (~5000-10000 people) supplied by fields and the river, which is the main source of their trade. like the new england colonies, they would have relied on water to send exports to other countries and traded with greater DSMP citizens. additionally, hewing to the new england 1770 vibe (which is p funny because of the hamilton jokes) they'd be shipmakers and craftspeople.

this also means that the dteam burning the redwood fields would have devastated their economy for at least a few years; additionally, as it's a walled city, siege tactics would have been very effective and probably devastating in terms of famine and disease if the l'manburgians could not keep river access open.

on politics - ik cc!wilbur talked about c!wilbur running the whole government but that is. impractical and also poor governance, since concentrating all power in one executive leads to a lack of accountability and transparency. ofc we didn't get to see this but i imagine c!wilbur had a cabinet of actual people running things but probably took on a Lot of engagements. if we're working with "the dteam caused an ecological catastrophe", newly independent l'manburg would have needed to import food until its reserves stabilized again. this, combined with its newness and very aggressive neighbor next door, would mean local prices skyrocket and food is. fairly expensive. if the l'manburgians had their own currency it would trade at rock bottom prices against the DSMP coin, even if c!wilbur pegged it to gold/silver. he'd probably make it fiat to stimulate the economy (assuming he Knows about the economy) which would skyrocket inflation. tl;dr l'manburg is in pretty shit shape and would be a Lot of work to get up and running.

on manburg - the coalition is unconstitutional but we're playing fast and loose with constitutionality anyway; i feel like c!quackity's candidacy would have appealed to the subset of l'manburg business interests who may have wanted freer borders and freer trade + lowering interest rates that protect domestic industry but raise prices. (early american economic policies were heavily protectionist and had high tariffs to protect the young industries as well). c!wilbur could have hit against this by calling c!quackity out of touch with the common citizen (which he was) and a carpetbagger (which he was). however, there are some legit claims of corruption that c!quackity could've made and framed himself as the young upstart clean changemaker - after all, c!wilbur was not open about the presidency.

however, c!schlatt's presidency would have been marred by suspicion and protests early on; if there were civil servants working in the white house, i can picture a bunch of them resigning in protest and writing Very Angry Op-Eds in l'manburg new york times about it. income inequality prob spikes as industrialists can trade but the cost of living jumps due to mismanagement and the manburg cabinet needs to deal with threats of terrorism (pogtopia). what's super interesting to explore is the journalism of l'manburg?

like l'manburg def had a very busy and thriving political commentary and journalism culture; c!wilbur is a wordsmith, etc. there's definitely some scathing cartoons and 'anonymous' pieces attacking all sides during the election, with increasingly bitter skits written about the manburg cabinet - schlatt, the insensate and alcoholic tyrant, and quackity, his airheaded and venal henchman. if schlatt and quackity's marriage leaked, there's a Lot of slut-shaming jokes directed at quackity, which p follow him into new l'manburg. slept his way to the top, has more experiencing bending over the resolute desk than sitting behind it.

ANYWAY that's all i have for now? this is such an interesting idea i would kill to talk about it more holy shit. l'manburg politics win

YEAHH YEAAAAAAAHH all of this i love it so much. politics and socioeconomics and how it intersects with the actions of wilbur schlatt quackity dteam everyone.... aaaaah

[primadonalover]

Hold me tight, keep me safe.

Summery: Reader isn't used to having people show her affection or love, especially after coming from an abusive relationship. River wants to make sure she gets all the love in the world ♡♡♡

Slight warning: mentions of pased abusive relationships

Requested by the lovely @r0ckstardr3amgal

"Soooo how did the date go! "My friend Lucy screamed down the phone, almost deafening me in the process.

"Was he cute !? Did he pay!? DID YOU KISS!?!?" She continued to bombard me with her neverending list of questions.

"OK ok ok." I chuckled, trying to calm her down. " He...he was really cute, actually." I blushed thinking of his adorable messy hair.

"Girl I knew he'd be cute!" Lucy replied excited. " What did you guys talk about?!"

"Oh well just our interests, jobs and things like that."

"Where does he work then? " asked Lucy whilst I got up to make some coffee, phone in one hand, mug in another.

"He said he worked for the government but it was pretty confidential."

"Ooooo, a spy! That's hot."

"No, lucy, he's not a spy!" I scoffed. "He said he was involved with accounting , besides, he seems too nice to do something like that." I said whilst boiling the water.

"Well you never know, anyway tell me more, what was his name again, something hippy like uhhh Tree or Brooke?!"

I rolled my eyes.

"River, his name is River Cartwright."

"Righttttt River, so what does he look like exactly, did you sneak a pic!?"

"I actually did ." I laughed, plopping myself down unto my cosy chair overlooking the city with my coffee in hand.

"SEND IT!" She let out another scream. Finding the photo I managed to take whilst he was unaware I smiled to myself looking at it whilst sending to Lucy.

"Oh my gosh! Y/n he's so cute!" She squealed and I laughed at her reaction.

"Yea I...I actually had a good time." I smiled

"I'm glad it's time you moved on from that asshole."

I froze. Even the mention of him brought me back to those moments.

"Yea well....umm I guess we'll see." I laughed nervously, playing with the sleave of my jumper.

"He treated you horribly y/n and none of it was your fault! But not all men are like him, and I'm sure you'll find someone who will treat you like the princess you are!"

"Lucy, you are so dramatic." I laughed." But thanks for the support, going on a date today... was a big deal, I've been too afraid to trust a man like that since..."

"Y/n you don't have to explain yourself, I understand, and if this River is a good man then he will understand aswell."

"Thanks and - OH!" I shouted, jumping at the notification on my phone.

"OH!? " Lucy repeated, confused.

"River, text me, Lucy. Like he texted me first!" I couldn't help but feel excited, quickly taping the notification.

"What did he say! What did he say!?"

"Oh..." I looked at the message, a wave of nerves flooding my body.

"What?" Lucy persisted.

"He asked if I wanted to go on another date tomorrow. "

"So? That's great!" She exclaimed

"Yea but...he's asking if I want to go round his place for dinner." I whispered chewing my nails with nervousness.

"Oh." Lucy mumbled , she knew going on a date was a big step for me, let alone going to his house for a date.

"Well that's really sweat of him but if you feel uncomfortable-"

"No." I cute her of " I'm gonna go, I'm not gonna let what happened control my life now." I spoke with determination fighting the fear.

"Well if that's what you want." Lucy commented. "I'm really happy for you."

"Thanks, I'm gonna message back that I'll be there at 7."

The next day

I stood outside the door, adjusting my hair, my jewellery, my dress, anything to put off knocking on the actual door. A text from Lucy saying" good luck girl xx" gave me the final push. Here we go

Knock knock

After a few seconds, I heard chains at the door for it to be then flung open.

"Hi!" River spoke rushed." The food is about to burn, so uh, I'll be back with you in 1 minute!" He nervously laughed and ran back in.

I stood in the doorway, not exactly knowing what to do as I could hear him frantically running around the kitchen. Suddenly, his head popped around the corner.

"Oh, come in! "

"OK." I laughed slightly at the state he was in though he still managed to look adorable with a grey jumper on, sleeves rolled up and hair all of the plave. " Do you want any help?" I asked, looking round his apartment.

"It's ok, I think I've managed to save it." He laughed, coming out. "It's great seeing you again." He smiled, bringing me into a hug. To say I was socked was an understatement, but I felt ....relaxed. A sense of comfort came over me as I felt his arms wrap around my body, his tall figure standing over mine, holding me close. I wanted to stay like this forever, I've only been on one date with him and I already feel like I want to to tell him everything that happened, tell him I want to just be loved and protected, but that would just freak him out. What would he think if I told him how I craved affection but at the same time feared it.

"So." He smiled as he pulled away . "You ready for food?"

"Uh yea sure." I smiled, trying to hide my rosy cheeks.

Later

We sat at his dining table, talking , laughing just being comfortable with eachothers presence whilst we ate. I couldn't believe how I could myself with him.

"This is so delicious I smiled.

"You really think so? "

"Yea, you're a very good cook. I'm impressed. "

He laughed and looked down, playing with his fork.

"Well if I'm being honest this wasn't all me." He spoke with slight nerves, glancing up sheepishly.

"Oh?"

"Before you arrived, I was on the phone with one of my co-workers , Louisa she was helping me not ruin the meal."

"Aw, well, that's so sweat of her." I smiled."You didn't have to fuss for me, though."

"Oh no you deserve a good meal." He spoke with a warm smile. I could have just sat that and stared into his eyes.

Trying to not embarrass myself, I reached for the salt, but in my haist , my arm mocked into the glass, smashing it to the floor. My eyes grew wide with horror, and the once relaxed feeling turned into one of fear and dread.

"I...I'm so sorry!" I spoke, my breath shaking as I got down to clean it up.

"I'm so sorry , I'm sorry." I cried, as everything from my past bubbled up.

"Hey, it's ok, it's only a glass." I heard River speak calmly as I quickly tried picking up the broken pieces, my hands shaking in the process.

"No, no, it's not ok, I'm so stupid." I felt tears prick in my eyes.

"Hey your not stupid." River spoke concerned. Bending down next to me.

"Be careful. You might cut yourself." He tried to pull my hands away concerned. Leaning in closer toward me, and then I just lost control. It was too much. Reminded me of all the pain.

"No please don't hurt me! I'm so sorry." I cried, curling up in a defensive way, hiding my face.

For a moment, there was just silence, I didn't move for fear and embarrassed, if he wassnt angry then he surly thought I was crazy. But then I felt a gentle hand on my back and river sit down next to me, pushing away the broken glass.

"I'd never...why would you think I'd hurt you." He whispered clearly, confused but trying to act as gentle as possible, seeing my state.

"I broke your glass." I mumbled through my tears, still not looking at him.

"Well...its just a glass it not important y/n." He spoke gently, rubbing my back. I couldn't help but feel surprised by this action, why was he so calm.

"It ok." He whispeed seeing how confused and scared I was. Slowly, he then pulled my body closer to his own, taking my hand in his. Reapting, "It's ok" to help reassure me.

I warmed to his touch, letting him hold me tight. Once I began to calm down, he softly lifted my head for his eyes to meet my own.

" Why don't we go and sit down on the sofa? This floor is getting cold." He smiled.

I chuckled, whiping my tears. Allowing him to lead me, holding my hand to sit down .

As we sat down, I naturally sat closer to him, and he took my hands in his again.

"Now, how are you feeling."

"Better." I looked at him smile slightly. "I'm so-"

"Hey, listen now." He interrupted me , gently cupping my cheek with his hand, rubbing away the tear stains.

"You have nothing to be sorry for. Ok?" He looked at with some intensity but with kindness behind it .

"And I'll never hurt you, y/n. I'm not like that, I'd never hurt you." He said, moving closer to me.

"I know." I whispered, looking down. "It's just my past relationships...he...he was horrible and h-hit me for the smallest mistake and -"

"Shh, it's ok." He softy spoke, pulling closer to him. "I understand, and if you feel like you're not ready to date or -"

"No!" I said rather suddenly, surprising him and even myself. "I uh I mean I am ready , and I uh really like you but it's just been a while since I've had a healthy relationship ya know. " I spoke nervously.

"Well, I really like you too." He smiled, running his hand through my hair.

After a brief moment of him stroking my hair, he pulled back.

"Can I try something?" He asked, looking at me.

A bit confused but intrigued. I nodded.

River smiled and gently snaked his hands around my waist, lifting me lightly onto his lap, wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

I couldn't help but smile. In that moment, I felt that no one could hurt me, and I laid my head against his chest, getting in closer.

"Is this OK?" He spoke in a whipser rubbing his hand up and down my arm.

"Yes." I smiled looking up at him " It is."

" I won't let anyone hurt you again y/n." He promised, and I could tell by his tone he meant it.

Feeling rather brave, I leant up and placed a gentle kiss to his cheek.

"Thank you." I blushed, and so did he. "Can we just stay like this for a bit longer?" I asked, not wanting him to let go .

" As long as you like." He spoke, holding tighter. As I breathed in his cologne and his hands caressed my arms, I could feel myself began to fall asleep.

"Just one thing, love." He whispered ìn my ear, the nicknames making me giggle.

"Yes?" I said looking up at him.

"I uh, your eyes are beautiful. " He spoke distracted. Childishly smilingly.

I laughed and hit his chest lightly.

"River what's the question I'm tireddd."

"Well what was the name of your ex."

To exhausted to even freak out or question him, I yawned whilst giving him the name. He just nodded in response, and the next moment, I drifted to sleep wrapped in his arms.

Next day

I felt the sunlight hit my eyes as I stretched out on the sofa. I couldn't help smiling at the nights events. How could I have found a man so loving. That led me to realise that I was no longer wrapped around him but tucked in a blanket.

Standing up, I began to wonder around, searching for River.

"River?" I called out lightly to see where he was and then realised I could hear talking from the kitchen. Was he on the phone to someone?

I quietly snuck up to listen. Wrong, I know, but I was intruiged.

"Yea Roddy, that right I need you to find the location of (y/n exs name), yea, that's right, yea. Oh, why? It's just something I need to take care of. No, this isn't a secret mission from Lamb! Right bye. No, Roddy , no one is dying, not exactly. " He put the phone down and carried on making his breakfast.

"Oh morning sweetheart. " He smiled, noticing I was behind the door.

"Uh morning" I smiled back. "What was -"

"Don't worry about it." He said, walking over, holding me by my waist. "I told you that no one would ever hurt you again, and I meant it."

"You're not an accountant, are you?" I chuckled, placing my hands on his chest.

"Oh yes, I am. I'm very good at it.

"A very dangerous accountant then." I chuckled

He rolled his eyes and lifted me onto the counter making me squeal.

"River!" I laughed as he gently peppered light and soft kisses along my neck and up my jawline.

"What?" He asked innocently. "I'm just showing you the love you deserve." He smiled, finishing with a light peck on my lips.

Suddenly his phone rang. River gave me a sorry look and took out his phone. The person calling was named Lamb.

"I minute." He huffed before answering the phone.

"Lamb what -" Before he could finish, I could heat the other person shout down the phone.

"Roddy says you're out to kill someone, you idiot! What's wrong with you!?"

River rolled his eyes and I laughed. How new from now on I would definitely be protected.

Hope you all enjoyed this!

Let me know if you want a part 2 ?!

Please request your River Cartwright ideas! Love writing for him

Au revoir for now darlings ♡♡♡

[torse]

AU / headcanon scene - "Bed"

posting these because I'm bored. they'll be a horrible combination of meme and angst. sorrynotsorry Dunno what city. can be ToG. Notkin has a prosthetic leg because ˜”°•.˜”°• reasons •°”˜.•°”˜

Grief and Notkin get jumped by some gang, they're holdin their own pretty well until Notkin gets a little too clever with a sneaky razor. The henchmen have had enough of him and toss him off the bridge and into the river. The other goons are like ??? "we were supposed to rough them up, not drown them" Grief's brain: oh good thing I didnt get drowned. drown. OH YEAH NOTKIN CANT SWIM- So Grief jumps in after him, fishes him up, and slowly they make it to shore (its not a huge river) but they're sopping wet, beat up, and across town from their home. Grief, although he is a big strong man for sure totally, might be a little out of shape. So they take a break from limping on a bench, Notkin is pretty much passed out at this point. Some old geezer was spying on them from his window, opens the door and offers them a bed for the night. Which is hella sus. but apparently hes rich, old, and lonely. so if Grief gives him a good story and company, the old man will take that as payment. They get in, dry off, and get into loaned old man clothes. They’re given a bed and grief tosses Notkin in for the night (who is very out of it, probably getting sick from Water Germs and shitty immune system and/or getting knocked around. and almost drowning. Every Problems Disease-) Notkin: Is this real? Grief: (overdramatic) I’m afraid so Notkin: no, the bed Grief: yup. Genuine mattress of the highest quality. Only for the sickest of lads Notkin: is it mine? Grief: no, but we’ve been given permission to borrow it from the king of the land himself- Etc just a bunch of “wow.. bed” and Grief being Grief Ends with Grief being like: “Now hush and rest up. The sooner you get better the sooner you stop being a pest. Do I need to tuck you in? (sarcastic)” But Notkin real out of it and gets teary eyed because he hadn’t been in a bed since his dad was alive- And Grief realizes somethin is up, and doesn’t know what to do, and is so tired from the day and has a moment of “I lost connection with my childhood friends. Now I don’t have the connection this kid wants-” etc He’s just hovering awkwardly by the bed while everyone is having a bad day :^)

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this story sat in my notes for so long now and I can't help but still think about it.

On the last day of school i think it was, my dad and i drove around a bit, as we often do. In our city, theres quit a few spaces where you can see the big river that runs through the city, the haven or other interesting things. Many of these places are not really known, my dad just knows them because he´s a truck driver, like his father, so his father took him to these places when they were still a bit more popular. He decided that day, he wanted to show me a few places we haven´t been to before. He mentioned on an old road that roundabout 30 years ago his dad drove there with him. The haven changed a lot since then and theres a few spaces, whole villages completely abandoned, that place was one like that. We drove down a rocky pathway with big trees and i feared we would get stuck, on the left there was a bush lined fence, on the right side right behind bushes and trees was a few meters drop right into water. Anyways, at the end of the road was a bigger opening where you could see the sea. But, the area was not empty. Precisely, there was another car and that's what i´m talking about. In the car there were two men, seemingly in their 20s. But the reason i always think about them, is that they sat cuddled up in the small car and instantly jumped away from each other the second they saw our car, and for some reason i always think of them and how weird it felt, my dad also thought so because instead of parking and taking pictures like he planned, we drove away again. But i always think of these men, and i ask myself what they were doing there. where they hiding? just hanging out? doing something illegal? i will never know. It's difficult, I guess. I live in a pretty open city, at least on paper. Huge pride parades, I mean fuck, I live here. But judging by the look of these men- they weren't young, white men, who never had big struggles with toxic masculinity. I didn't get to look at them long, but I would guess they were probably Turkish. There's many Turkish people living around the area, many guest worker families have deep ties to these places. And I cannot stop but think about this. I've been to pride parades, I've known hundreds of queer youth up to this day, but they didn't even have to be queer to make me think about all these things.

[allovertheworldblog]

Journey across Australia

Before I left New Caledonia I tried to figure out how I’d travel around Australia and how much of it I’d be able to see.

I ended up with the conclusion that Australia is one big country and that it’s expensive too.

One bus company website I was looking up was quoting over $300 AUD to travel from Brisbane to Cairns.

I was in shock.

When I got to Brisbane I got to talking to other backpackers.

Some had used busses to travel up and down the coast, others had used websites to find other travelers and share expenses, hire car costs and petrol.

That seemed like a good idea.

In the meantime I was in Brisbane, capital of the State of Queensland.

The city was hosting annual Brisbane Festival.

Many of the events held during the festival were paid, but some weren’t, the fun ones.

A free nightly light and laser show was held on the river front. 

One day I happened to see an ad by an Irish guy who was going all the way across the country.

Was he mad?, was the trip even possible?

I met up with him, he seemed like a decent guy.

We set off a few days later.

On September 13th 2011 we leave Brisbane at 06.25.

Traffic in the city is busy enough. 

We see the first kangaroo early in the morning when the day is still beginning then nothing but dead ones on the side of the road.

Kangaroo are a nocturnal animal, something I didn’t know before. 

The number of vehicles on the road become less as the day goes on.

We pass through Warwick and Goondiwindi.

After that we enter the State of New South Wales.

We decide to call it a night in the small village of Louth, which is in the middle of nowhere, literally. 

The village, I’m not sure if you can even call it that, has a population of 34 people.

I ask the landlady in the pub (that is also a restaurant, Royal Flying Doctors contact point, shop, meeting place) if Louth is the world or if the world is something that happens somewhere else.

'No’, she assures me Louth is definitely part of the world.

Earlier when we were driving into Louth with the sun going down the kangaroo had been visible on the road and in the fields beside it, live kangaroo, jumping pretty high.

That night we sleep in the car.

I wake a couple of times with the cold, my nose is fit to fall of it’s so cold.

We set off the next day at 06.20, again with live kangaroo jumping about the place. We drive through Broken Hill and pass into the State of South Australia. 

An older couple who are travelling in the opposite direction stop and ask if we need any help when we have some car trouble.

They’re on their way home after spending three and a half months touring around the country in their caravan, a common enough sight. 

They’re only going home as they want to see their grandkids again. They put us back on the road.

That evening we stop in Kimba, which they say is 'halfway across Australia’.

The caravan park which charges $10 AUD per person is a welcome sight, with free showers included. 

The next day we set off at 06.05. We come to Ceduna on the ocean, later we cross the Nullarbor Plain, the Treeless Plain.

At the border into the State of Western Australia (WA) we’re questioned if we have any fruit, as there’s a prohibition on bringing it over the border in WA. 

Mark, the Irish guy I’m travelling with, describes the inspector on the border as a 'cross wee woman’.

He was that alright.

That night we set down in another caravan park.

But in this one everything costs extra, no free shower. 

The next morning we set off at 05.00 to try to get the final leg done in that day.

We stop at the fly-ridden Head Of The Great Australian Bight to catch a glimpse of some whales.

Mark leaves me off in the old mining town of Norseman and I catch a bus to Kalgoorlie, where I connect with the train that takes me to Perth.

On the train I buy perfectly ugly overpriced microwave meal that hasn’t even been heated properly. 

We get to Perth just before 22.00.

The hostels are full and I have to check in to a hotel.

This isn’t doing anything to make me like Perth.

Thanks once again Mark if you’re reading this, it was a great trip and a great way to see the real Australia.

[the-firebird69]

Watch "machine city. everything have begin and end." on YouTube

Mac is captured and the hell is it by the matrix and Neo was an escaped a little, the clothes want Tommy Allen out and they want Trump out so he makes a deal for him to go fight on the surface and be seen kicking ass and being small and we believe the machines plan to supplement but they want them to take the plane this is coming up pretty quick is it important battle we don't think it's in Australia. David audette had our son watch a movie Titan AE when they took the DNA of the Titans to tighten the planetoid and up there there's a certain chamber and will and bill says it matches in size to the movie and this looks like they land on there with the necromonger ships Neil gets captured along with some of the other crews members and the jump ship that they're using in the movie Riddick is actually the same as you would find here and the city they invade people say it's on Titan it's not on Earth and our son doesn't know that he doesn't know what it looks like but he does know that the skyline and that you see looks kind of like Titan and it is outside of the computer area this is a fascinating movie series our son helped develop but his involvement was with tech and extremely deep because we're having a problem with nuclear weapons and other people develop their own and this is an intense movie for us it's intense to see it out and to see others watching it it is a massive massive problem but it is a humongous genre tons of people are going to go around wearing these outfits shortly and they should this is a war and it's a massive war and the war of the planetories is continuing and reports are coming back to the morlock and we're intercepting Magnus intercepting and they're finding these voids that's where the AI was but they're empty and they're not destroyed which means that they would dismantle they're completely empty and therefore it's a mystery so they want to go in and see what happened. Our son says it might be quite simple you dismantle it and you see how it works at first and then you categorize everything and you replicate it and you build your own and they simply see that's not very complicated

Thor Freya

and a lot of people want to go there and he said it was there and there's all sorts of stuff command modules and there's a hierarchy and we want to go there. I'll send here he is afraid wants to know what happened to his brother and why people are sending skulls of theirs back to Earth and who's doing that and it was a board of chips but we didn't catch him in the act and we did catch Tommy f something bodies into s*** and rivers and lakes all over the world and in stolen ships from Trump and he's evil as hell and the guy is mean but he thinks that they're alive so going to try and find them and in one of these modules probably deep might be the matrix and with relays and so therefore the AI may not exist anymore he said the cavern is like five miles across which is about right and he says some big ones but those are empty too. The tunnel is not big enough to accommodate it and he says wow. We checked Mars and we don't see anything like it. Other planets don't just seem to have anything on them so wondering what's in these mega diamond caverns and we've checked and we just see stuff that looks like huge AI computers and our friend says that Tommy F worked at the chip factory but could he make his own does he know how to do that and he sure is expressing that he knew somehow so we went ahead and asked him and said no of course not I steal it from everyone why do I need to so I don't that he had some chip factories but they really were factors he acquired so here we are in probably in trouble that's a ton of hardware

Mac daddy we're proceeding with your ideas and we need them and we're going to help of course and Harry Potter's ago but it's one of the military thing and for skydiving and there are these gravity suits in Star Trek and we really could make them actually reality and the gravity boots and they wouldn't work but the boots would be with everything else and would it kind of Star Trek I want to put forward that we build them on basis like that that's what it's for it's away teams. I'm putting it now that we do it and I'm pretty in for us to do all this projects and really you guys want to declare war on us and Tommy f is taking those mega computers it's another Discovery for you and for everyone else but there might be evidence and we need to look at that and if you get there please feel like a crime scene at first we need Prince and we want information what if you found a print from Dave

[monarchxx]

Getting Married to Dave Grohl Would Include...

A/N: i had gotten asked to do a HC of getting married to dave more times than to do a normal one shot but if yall still want a one shot lmk. cool? cool.

alright here we go

he did propose after kurts unfortunate death

he had always loved you but thats when he really realized just how much he was in love with you

he wanted to plan something special 

and girl it was a struggle for him let me tell you

he didn’t know if he wanted to do something big or small 

in public or by yourselves 

cliche or original 

he had too many options 

he went looking for a ring and started planning while on tour to make sure you wouldn’t suspect or notice a thing

when you would visit on tour and he had the ring he was debating on doing it then

but he decided not to as to him that wouldn’t be special enough

he had finally picked a day and made plans 

he brought you to a city park because he was bored and wanted to walk around 

the whole car ride there you two were just jamming out and dancing to songs

you didn’t suspect a thing 

but oh lord

he was nervous 

not because he thought you would say no or something

its just the thought of “im proposing today” 

that scared the shit out of him

the sun was already setting by the time you got there 

he was acting like a real gentleman 

when you got there he told you to stay in the car 

he practically jumped out and bolted to your door

opening it with his hand out and adding a classic “m’lady”

you guys were walking the sidewalks around the river in the park 

dave was cracking jokes and messing around with you 

that lasted for a solid 10 minutes before a beach house started to appear in front of you guys 

at this point dave knew each step you two took the closer it was getting for him to ask

he grabbed your hand and pulled you up the stairs into the building 

when you walked in you were surrounded by lights dangling on the walls and a skylight ceiling 

it was very very pretty

you were confused 

you had just gone for a walk and now you’re there 

dave had a grin on his face and pulled you onto the couch that was in the middle of the living room

dave could read the confusion on your face

he pulled out a guitar and was like “I wanted to surprise you so”

without saying another word or allowing you to say anything he started playing a song 

he started to sing “Tonight i’m tangled in my blanket of clouds dreaming aloud things just won’t do without you”

emotions took over and you started to tear up

dave was staring into your eyes 

every word he sang just hit deeper and deeper into your heart

he smiled and stopped singing 

got on one knee and said “will you marry me”

you said yes obvi

dave kissed you then when he pulled away he screamed

“alright boys she said yes” and outcomes all of yours and his friends

marrying him was different 

months of planning 

he kind of let you take control

it was both of your guys big day 

but if you were happy then so was he 

during the months of planning the wedding he made it known you two were engaged 

always like “hey guys look at my fiance”

“yes yes my “FIANCE”“

“have you seen how sexy my fiance looks”

not just that but the ring 

constantly like “hey babe show em the ring”

“look at that beaut”

finally the day of the wedding 

dave was just a smiling gushy mess

when he saw you walk down the aisle 

that was it

it was over 

he was just like shit how the hell does someone get that good looking 

when the officiant said you may now the kiss bride 

dude swept you off your feet 

literally

turned around and let big “woo” out 

throughout the whole night when ever somebody complimented you dave would say thank you 

like 

“y/n you look so beautiful”

and theres dave who wasnt even listening to the conversation you were having 

just goes “oh my god thank you so much”

you and dave spent the whole night dancing and goofing off 

just having fun

the night was everything you dreamed of 

dave made sure it would be

[immortalbumblebee]

Younger Vander, Silco and Benzo Headcanons

Next chapter of City of Iron and Glass should be out tomorrow, but to make up for the almost a month of me having to take a break from writing, I wanted to write some headcanons! Inspired by @conretewings when they did this, but also I just have brainrot for these three <3

Not gonna lie, this isn't edited, so please don't mind the grammar.

Childhood/Early Years

Silco

Super gullible. Like, bigger kids would always tell him to do stupid/dangerous stuff for their own amusement and he's always fall for it.

Licked a coin on the ground one time. Always told to jump from high places, say rude things to the wrong people, walk into places he shouldn't, etc. All because kids are dicks.

This was definitely one of the reasons Vander and he became friends when Vander started standing up for Silco.

Had a little ragdoll stuffed animal that his mom made him that he kept/slept with for longer than he'll admit

First few years of trouble making, Silco had a slingshot that he got really good at. He'd shoot people with little rocks from high up on rooves, etc. Generally causing chaos.

Always had very fragile bones due to malnutrition, so he'd break them a lot. Whenever he'd get a cast, Vander (and later Benzo) were the only ones allowed to sign it.

Vander

Always a bigger kid, that's essentially canon. But also always maybe not the brightest bulb in the package.

Didn't actually learn how to read until his early teens, still can't spell most words.

Hated being the "big and dumb" stereotype though, like the kind of kids that would bully Silco, which is why he befriended Benzo since he was smart, and that's how he learned how to do basic math was when Benzo taught him.

Hates swimming. He'd go with other kids to the cleaner parts of the river to swim, but he'd just hang by the shoreline as he was never comfortable in the water.

I love the idea of Vander being a total disobedient trouble-maker when he was a kid-early teen. Like, mouthing-off, always picking fights and getting grounded, etc. But ultimately, he'd always been a sucker for his family and if young Vander would be crushed at the idea of doing anything to disappoint his parents.

Benzo

Was sort of a loner for a lot of his childhood, never a social kid. Was definitely the type to sit in the corner and read to himself all day, giving the stink-eye to anyone who tried to interrupt.

Collected really weird things? Like, his Uncle (who cared for him in his early years) would have to empty out Benzo's pockets every night before the kid went to bed because he'd have a bunch of stuff just...in there?

Pieces of scrap paper, rocks, shiny bobbles, cigarette butts, dead bugs, one time there was a whole-ass human finger in there and Benzo had no fucking clue what it even was.

Got his ear pierced when he was 10 because he thought having a shiny gold ring on him at all times was the coolest shit ever.

Was also big into graffiti art in his youth, and has some pieces still scattered around the Lanes in places.

Childhood Injury Scars

Silco

A pretty noticeable one on his cheek from one time when he fell mid-jump while running from the Enforcers. It took up a good chunk of his cheek, but of course, you couldn't see it after the river incident.

A little line along the bottom of his lip from when he and Vander were play-fighting and Vander punched Silco at a weird angle, causing Silco's crooked teeth to go through his lip.

Because of his aforementioned gullible nature in his childhood, there's a pretty sizable burn mark on his palm from when a kid told his to check whether a stove element was hot or not by touching it.

Both he and Vander have sliced scars on the inside of their l

Vander

As mentioned, has the scar on his palm from his blood oath with Silco.

Ran into a pole one time when he was thirteen and had gotten into his Dad's liquor cabinet. He now has a dent just above his eyebrow. Lessons were learned that day.

Accidentally got a piece of rebar stack in his arm when he was like five. To this day has no idea how it got into there, he just looked over and it was suddenly there. Now has a weird ring of discoloured skin on either side of his arm.

One time he was mad at his Dad for whatever reason and thought it was a good idea to punch a window...now had glass shard scars on his knuckles, and also had to pay to get the window replaced.

Benzo

Also has a knife scar on his palm! Only this one is from when he dropped a knife while trying to help with dinner and his genius little child brain had decided to try and catch it by grabbing the blade.

Missing a chunk of his ear from when a very confused bird had tried to take his earing for its nest.

They all have those miscellaneous scars on their kneecaps, the kind you get in your childhood from playing on cement or whatnot. But Benzo got his when he was sleeping on his bunk bed and managed to roll off the side and slam his knee into a toy that had been laying on the floor below.

One of his female cousins had convinced him to let her put hot rollers in his hair when they were kids, so now he has a few minor burn scars on his scalp.

Self-Care/When they're having a bad day

Silco

Is actually pretty good with self-care. Or at least the best out of the three of them.

He can get pretty nit-picky about hygiene, so stuff like washing up and taking care of his skin is all taken care of. But he may pull out a couple extra stops on rougher days, like using a slightly more expensive soap, or giving himself an attempted manicure.

The smoking becomes a bad habit when he's stressed, so sometimes he'll come home, drop off his stuff, and go right back outside to smoke for a while. It calms his nerves but he hates what it does to his skin.

He normally tries so hard to look fancy, trying to rise above his status through whatever clothing he can afford. But when he's just had a bad day, he enjoys just letting loose and walking around in an old comfort t-shirt and a pair of boxers.

Vander

Unfortunately, the biggest thing is fighting. Having a bad day? Go out a pick a fight. Feeling kind of insecure? Nothing a good ol' tavern brawl can't fix. Running out of fucks to give? Let's go pound some skulls.

But after those fights, he'll come home and odds are, if he looks really rough, someone will help patch him up. And although he's usually too stubborn to admit it, the best self-care he can do is letting someone else take care of him for just a couple minutes.

Get some hot water for a shower, disinfect his wounds, wrap his knuckles, and send him to bed with some water and some pain killers. Since he's usually terrible at hygiene, this will probably be the cleanest he'll have been in a while and he will admit that it feels kinda nice.

Of course, if he just needs to cool off for a bit, nothing beats going up to a roof for a smoke.

Benzo

Self-care for him means being left the fuck alone. Mans just needs a quiet room, a good book, and maybe a stiff drink and he'll be right as rain in the morning.

A few times he may come home steaming from a bad day, people may try and ask what's wrong or if they can help, but he absolutely will ignore you and just hide in his room with the express unspoken message of "do not enter".

A nice hot bath is also nice, if he's not too dirty as to make bathing redundant or if the hot water is actually working that day.

The next day, if he's feeling better, he'll probably talk to someone-usually Vander-about what's bothering him, if it's still pertinent.

Miscllaneous Headcanons

Sexualities

Silco: Asexual demiromantic, sex-positive towards some men

Vander: Bisexual leaning more towards women

Benzo: Heterosexual and a Whore tm

Tattoos

Silco: Doesn't like needles, so only has their birthdates on his upper arm

Vander: A hound face on his shoulder, along with some smaller ones here and there. Has his parent's names on him somewhere.

Benzo: A whole bunch kind of thrown everywhere, most notably two separate women's names on his chest and a half-naked girl taking up the entirety of his right calve. Also has 'For the Pride of Zaun' across the span of his shoulder blades.

Pineapple on Pizza?

Silco: Fuck no

Vander: Fuck yes

Benzo: Doesn't care, is the one that has to call the pizza place and is tired of them having this argument every single time.

[wangxianslillotus]

Au where Wei WuXian doesn't go to Nightless city after Wen Qing, Wen Ning and the remaining Wens. Instead he runs away with A-Yuan and the granny. They stay hidden for years in a humble house in between a forest and a river at the border of Qinghe Nie and LanLing, away from Yiling.

Wei Ying tries to stay away from the towns after hearing about the burial mounds being attacked, of course that there would be those who search for the stigean seal, "That Yiling laozu, he disappeared in the night! Who knows when he's going to appear again to cause more trouble!!" He hears, "He's preparing to take revenge, he hasn't learned from the last time!!" . But he doesn't want revenge, he just wants to raise A-Yuan. After that, he knows that he has to hide, and ends up avoiding all contact and interactions with the world, but he remains doing his research in demonic cultivation, enough to train and develope new things that they will need for protection, but never enough for it to attract any attention.

Granny passes away after taking care of her boys, and when they find themselves in the winter out of provisions such as food and others, Wei WuXian makes his trip to the market for the first time in almost seven years. He wears a disguise, but he can never be completely sure that they are safe. Of course, he takes his son along, because he can't leave him alone. He's never sure.

A-Yuan has come with granny before, he knows the people in town, and they pretty much adore him just as the people loved Wei WuXian at the old pier market. Wei WuXian watches him and lets him lead the little trip to town with a bright smile. They buy the necessary things for a couple of cold months, and go back home at night. But as they are leaving, they catch a glimpse of gold robes in one of the streets. Wei WuXian drags A-Yuan to a dark alley to hide, until the cultivators of LanLing pass by without noticing them. After that, they don't go to the town anymore for a while.

A-Yuan doesn't ask, he never does, he respects that his father has a very mysterious past that he wants to hide, to forget if possible, and that if something happens, he will have to run away with the stigean seal. He knows that, but being aware of the pain that crosses his father's eyes is hard. But he doesn't ask even when Wei WuXian starts to train him to be a cultivator, not just for fun anymore.

He developed a golden core very young, but never used it for anything more than some night hunts at the near forest and protection. Now, they are preparing just in case those golden robed people got closer, he knows that much.

He practices archery, calligraphy too ("A-Yuan, even if dad can't write like he draws, you should do it properly. Maybe I can't make it look good, but I know how it should look.") and his father lends him his sword from time to time, for him to learn how to transfer energy on the blade, how to fly, and how to retrieve it if he sent it flying for attack. Suibian accepts him, almost knowing that he's his owner's son. Wei WuXian teaches him everything he knows about cultivation, that is not little knowledge, on the contrary, Wei Yuan ends up learning so many things, even about different sects. His father teaches him about the Lan Sect and Jiang Sect more than any others, he hears about a big library where he used to copy 3000 rules from the Lan Sect, watched closely by the most gracious man that his father has ever seen. Wei Yuan learns that his father often thinks about this Lan man, when the moon rises fully in the night sky, drinking some alcohol if they can allow it.

He learns enough demonic cultivation too, enough to prevent accidents from happening, enough not to panic, and enough to suppress the stigean seal if needed. Of course, he can't do that alone, it's only to help his father. "Never use it, A-Yuan, you know how if feels now, so you can identify it, but never use it. You can think of better ways."

He learns about talismans, more than any other Sect may even know that exist, his father is proud of that. And he is too. His father knows so many things that A-Yuan is enchanted with everything he learns. He is a good boy.

......

When A-yuan is close to become 13, Wei WuXian goes back to the town and orders a sword for him, one similar to suibian in terms of speed and weight, but black. It was going to be ready in a month and a half, the shopkeeper said. And it was going to be expensive. But it was worth it, Wei Ying knew, anything for his little boy. Besides, winter didn't had many hunting opportunities, it was a good timing.

When the time passed, Wei WuXian took A-Yuan with him to the town. They sold some talismans during the day, bought food and some warmer clothes that would be useful since there was starting to snow already in the forest, and then, they stopped by the smithy. Wei WuXian gave his son an excited smile.

When A-Yuan received the sword, he was more than happy. He was jumping like he was five again, hugging his father like he would never let go, so happy that he cried a little. Wei WuXian laughed at him for that, but he was equally happy just by watching his son. He knew it was worth it.

On the following days, Wei WuXian trained him with his sword. He couldn't use Suibian properly since he couldn't transfer it any energy, and using resentful energy didn't work at all on the blade (he had tried, it didn't went well.) But he could use it as a normal sword, and he was good at it. Better than the good ones. They sparred until his father said it was good enough to go for a nighthunt in the following days.

Little did they know that they would split, running from a Yao that had really long claws, just as large as Suibian, and creept at fast speed. It was a dangerous one, climbing the trees and jumping at them from above. The beast followed A-Yuan at first, be could hear it growling right behind him. The boy ran away at his father's order, and the beast got distracted after a while thanks to his father's music. A-Yuan ran until stopping at the entrance of a cave, listening attentively to the dizi in the distance, just in case he heard another order from Wei WuXian.

The snow was freezing his feets, and he was already wet to the knee, some of his back too because he had rolled over avoiding the Yao's claws. The dizi went silent abruptly, but it wasn't always a bad thing. It probably meant his father had killed the beast using resentful energy. He waited for about ten minutes before deciding he would go back, but as he was about to go the way he came from, he heard steps behind.

Too close to avoid to be seen, too close to run away successfully. A-Yuan turned around, ready for a fight when he saw a boy his age, dressed in white, with a headband matching the could embroidery of his robes. A Lan. It was a Lan. They couldn't find his father.

Turns out, it was a friendly Lan, that gave him a look and then proceeded to explain that he was lost. "We were nighthunting, but I got lost following the tracks of a Yao." He had said. "Honestly, I fell into a pit when I was running away, and when I got out, it was gone. Have you seen it, perhaps?" But A-Yuan lied, said that he hadn't. That he was fighting a ghost. The ones that didn't let traces behind. At this, the Lan shivered, murmuring something about hating ghosts, and A-Yuan couldn't help it, he laughed hard. He was absolutely stressed from running, ten minutes more would probably help his limbs, he thought.

The Lan got flustered at his laugh, not used to such displays of emotions from others, but he ended up laughing too. They talked for an hour or so, until A-Yuan realized that his father must have been searching him like a madman. He apologized to the Lan boy, grabbed his sword, and run away in a hurry, leaving a very confused cultivator behind. When he arrived his home, it was almost sunrise already. Wei WuXian was waiting for him in front of the door. When he saw him appear, he run towards him and hugged him hard.

Again, A-Yuan didn't ask. He knew his father's pain without need of explanation. He hugged back, letting the bad feelings go at once. They slept side by side that night, like when A-Yuan was a toddler, holding all their memories together. Keeping them warm.

.......

A couple of months later, the spring came back, and A-Yuan was more than happy to help his father with the orchard. They played in the river too, hunted some pheasants and rabbits that started to reappear from their hibernation, and Wei WuXian allowed A-Yuan to go alone to the town. He knew it was a big thing, because his father thought of his petition for about a week before answering. He had to be careful, "there are really bad people out there, my radish." But if he could nighthunt, he could take some walks around the market and enjoy tasteful food once in a while, he thought.

In one of his expeditions to the town, he met that Lan boy again. "This one is called Lan JingYi, since you ran away last time I couldn't tell you that, but we spoke about good food, and you mentioned this inn." He said. And A-Yuan smiled. He didn't say his name, but it was enough that the owner of the inn saw him, invited them both to take a seat and eat, calling him "A-Yuan". He had to be aware from his last name.

Nonetheless, he shared with Lan JingYi a good meal, happy when his new friend complimented his good taste with food.

It was not the last time they met. Lan JingYi usually appeared at the town from time to time after sending him a letter to that inn, that the owner gave him when he arrived the town. He was happy to have a friend, so Wei WuXian allowed it. It was good that his son had a dependable friend. Even if it was dangerous, he thought that some meals and sporadic letters couldn't do any harm to anyone. As long as A-Yuan was happy, he would comply. He wanted his son to have everything.

Time passed by quickly, they knew. They sold more talismans at the market, nighthunted anything and everything that they could, shared stories about their days when they were apart, ate delicious foods at the inn sometimes, and trained. They trained a lot.

In was when they turned 15 that Lan JingYi gave A-Yuan an invitation to study at Cloud recesses.

And Wei WuXian had to decide new plans.

[silv3rswirls]

Confessing To Their Crush (Stray Kids)

@czakuranevan-blog asks: Hi! Could you do a Stray Kids reaction of them confessing to their crush? Thank you in advance ❤️

Note: Thank you so much for the request! ❤️

♡Chan♡

Chan takes his time in contemplating how to ask you out. In the days leading to when he’ll see you again his free time is spent thinking about what he should do and say. He doesn’t want it to be too plain, you’re very special to him, so he wants to make asking you out special as well. When the day comes and he’s over-thought just about everything he could, Chan settles on just taking you out for the evening and having fun. You walk around and catch up over ice cream. Shop and browse until it gets late and the two of you stop for dinner. It's a cute place, not overly fancy or anything, but cozy. In the end, he explains his feelings for you with a nervous smile. It's a cute sight that you can’t help but smile and reach for his hand as you accept his confession.

♡Minho♡

He keeps things his confession airly private, wanting to stay away from the dorm and anywhere too busy when he confesses. So he takes you to a quiet little cafe one early morning. You arrive to find your usual order already waiting with him. You sit and talk at a table more in the corner, private from the few other patrons and staff. He lets his feelings slip out casually while he watches you admire the flowers adorning the cafe. He pays great attention to your reaction, hoping he doesn’t spot any discomfort or awkwardness. You laugh, a bit shy and giddy over his confession and Minho does the same with you.

♡Changbin♡

Changbin wants to be chill about asking you out. He asks if you want to go out to dinner while hanging out with you one day. He’s a bit nervous when the time comes and jumps to do things like holding the door and pulling out your chair like a true gentleman throughout the night. He makes sure to walk you home, and as you both walk and admire the evening city he asks to hold your hand. He tells you how much he likes you and asks for another date, to which you accept with a final parting hug.

♡Hyunjin♡

You and Hyunjin had been close friends for years before he asked you out. For the longest time, he was a bit clueless about his feelings for you developing into a deeper, romantic interest. When he does realize he barely gets a chance to plan anything out, it just slips one day. The two of you were catching up after some time apart, laughing and giggling the relaxing afternoon away when suddenly he leaned in for a kiss. He stops before actually kissing you, apologizing with a red face and nervous over how you would react. Lucky for him, you had been itching to reveal your feelings as well.

♡Jisung♡

Jisung had liked you from the moment he first met you but wanted to become friends with you first. Soon his little crush had developed into deeper feelings the more the two of you spent time together. He keeps it to himself for a long time, too scared to say anything, but eventually, he realizes how badly he wants to cuddle you and hold your hand, or just call you his girlfriend. He’s nervous as he confesses, blurting it out to you one day and asking if you felt the same. To his surprise, you were relieved to hear his confession, as you had caught onto his feelings pretty early on.

♡Felix♡

He plans out his confession, striving to make it as perfect and cute as he can for you. The two of you go to the park intending to have a picnic by the river. He insisted on planning everything but wants you to pick the perfect spot to set up. He's nervous watching the water and sky between talking and eating with you. Eventually, he pulls out the container of brownies he made just for today, to which you found a small note attached when he gave them to you. I like you is written small and simple, with a cute doodle accompanying it. He makes sure to tell you more than the note, repeating that he liked you and how much his feelings had grown the past few months.

♡Seungmin♡

He’s a little cheesy with it, simple but adorable. He shows up to your work during your lunch break having told you he wanted to bring you food today. He met you not only with food but a pretty bouquet of flowers and a big smile. He’s a little shy when he begins his confession, but things are sweet as he reminisces on when he first met you and how you made him fall for you.

♡Jeongin♡

Jeongin was a little oblivious to his deeper feelings at first, and so were you. But when the others caught on to his crush on you they made sure to tease their youngest. Eventually, as they poke at him and tell him that he does have a crush, Jeongin begins to think about confessing. He’s young and still a bit inexperienced when he confesses, fumbling a little and playing it off with a laugh. He’s casual, asking if you would go out with him that weekend. He can’t help the smile and swell of confidence when you accept.

[doubledgesword-2]

So someone stole my work, thought it was a good idea to impersonate me and claimed it was their own. So I’m posting it here so people know I’m the original author. Art is not mine. Part 1 Soulmate au! Please do not te upload somewhere else!!

WARNING NON-CON AND EXPLICIT SMUT

It was weird but not unheard of to have three soulmates. Lots of people reassured you it just meant more love for you. You, on the other hand, didn't felt it. Reading the names on both your wrists and the one on the top right corner of your back, just gave you chills. Not the good kind.

After doing some research on the names and better yet the last names of the three, you concluded that nothing good was going to come from this. You weren't a hunter, neither were you powerful. One could almost say you were average or normal when it came to brute strength.

So you did what any sane person would do. You disappeared. With some expert help and a lot of money involved, you erased yourself from the records, not leaving so much as a hair behind. It wasn't ideal, but you didn't want to spend the rest of your life running from a new enemy every week. Besides, if the three hadn't bothered to look for you, you figured you'd do them a favor, as angsty as it sounds.

Rural life wasn't bad. Leaving the big crowded cities and trading them for the quiet of the forest; it did you some good. You had a little cottage in the woods. Very far from anything and anyone. In the beginning, it was scary. What if something were to happened to you? Who would you run to? But as time went by, your experiences gave you the wisdom you needed.

So here you were gathering some water, inside a wooden bucket, from the nearby river. You pressed the bucket to your hip, leaning over to support the weight as your other hand had a bunch of pretty flowers. A nice touch for the kitchen today.

The forest was quiet today, peaceful with some little bird songs and the stream's running water. You walked amongst the trees happily, breathing in the cold air. Although the sun was beaming right on you, it didn't make you feel hot. The cold weather of the approaching winter contrasted the heat nicely inside your sweater.

Still, you kept walking blissfully, unaware of the stares focused on you. You did felt the paranoia hit you in the back, but this forest was vast, and in the time you'd lived here, no one has come across your little cottage.

Said cottage was in view as you walked. The sun setting meant you were on time to snug inside the house and turn on the chimney. Sure the smoke would be an indication that someone was there. But who would be looking for you? You had no family; cutting ties with your friends was easy since the relationships were shallow, and quitting the job felt like relief. You walked by your little garden, which was your pride and hobby, plus the only thing giving the house feel personality. The cottage wasn't like any standard wooden house. You asked it to be made and even pitched in with the workers to put some sweat into it. Afterward, all plans were equally erased like you. The house worked on solar panels, giving you the luxury of some electricity, which came in handy for the winter. A small chicken coop on the side gave you eggs and helped with the crops. It had the piping and whatnot, but overall everything was very eco friendly as you had insisted. You liked the place, and it seemed like a beautiful house to live the rest of your days without a worry. Sure it did get lonely during those sleepless nights. The ones were you thought too much about why your soulmates never cared to find you and reject you straight out. You didn't felt like dying by their hand. You weren't a fool; you knew their reputation, but something inside you gave you some light to hope. The light that you ended up squashing just because. The four of you were better off without each other. You really didn't want to be involved in their jobs and amusements.

You went inside, placing the bucket outside the front of the house and closing the heavy wooden door behind you locking it in the process. Inside the kitchen, you replaced the dying flowers with the new batch and quickly watched your hands to cook some dinner. You lighted the chimney in the living room, making the house feel warm and snuggly while putting some music on. You had taken off your shoes at the door and were parading around the house in fluffy socks, which made you slide into the kitchen as you danced like no one was watching.

As you stirred the pot and dropped more spices and ingredients into it, you heard a light tapping against the window at the kitchen side. Being in the forest had made you immune to the peculiar noises and the groans of the house when it was cold outside. You were pretty much anti-jump scare, but you were still new, so it was a work in progress.

You cleaned your hands on your apron and made your way to the window. You wanted isolation, but you weren’t completely crazy to be all alone in the woods. That’s why you made a friend.

“Well, hello there, big guy! How was your day today?” You opened the window, letting in the medium-sized fluffy black cat and closing it after he was inside.

You received a mewl as the cat rubbed himself against your legs and jumped on the turned dining chair. The kitchen and the dining room were fused, so you were sitting and reading while keeping an eye on dinner.

“Wow, taking my place? You’re rich, you know that?” The cat almost seems to shrug, giving you another mewl and licking his paws.

You smiled, shaking your head and focusing on dinner.

After everything was done, you washed the dishes and cleaned the surfaces. Just because you had a cat didn’t mean you wanted to give the mice a reason to come in. You rubbed the back of your neck, squeezing the spot as you walked towards your bathroom to wash up. The ball of black fluff eagerly following behind you to enter your room.

“You just want to get on my bed, don’t you? Here I was thinking you wanted to accompany me,” the cat meowed, jumping on the bed and kneading the folded blankets.

You chuckled, lighting the small fireplace inside the room. You turned to your vanity, picking your night clothes and turning to bathe. The warm water did help you relax more, maybe you shouldn’t carry the bucket with one arm. But the flowers you picked were worth it.

You came into the room towel in your hair and dressed in a robe. Only to stop abruptly, eyes widening at the fact that a man was sitting on your bed petting your cat like it was the most normal thing. He didn’t turn to look at you, and you quietly walked back, towel still in hand, but not far. You bumped into a hard chest, and if you hadn’t turned around to look, you would’ve thought it was the bedroom door. You gasped really scared at the fact that there were two men inside your bedroom, and you hadn’t even heard them come in. The man in front of you grinned joyfully and took a step towards you. Your eyes immediately went to the window in your room, and before you knew it, your feet had carried you there.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you” the cliche rolled off one of their tongues, making you annoyed and irked despite the adrenaline rush.

You turned glaring, and that’s when spotted the third man on the other of the room leaning against your vanity with a book in hand. This was bad. Really bad. It had been a short couple of years, but you could see the resemblance. They had found you.

“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, you’re quite hard to find” the man with the slicked-back hair closed the book looking at you with cold black eyes and the ghost of a smile. One, you didn’t return.

As he spoke the tall and pale, magenta hair one took two steps toward you placing his hand on his waist. You took a step back, eyeing him warily. You didn’t smile or showed any joy at the fact that your soulmates had actually found you. You didn’t felt the overflowing love people used to say you would for having more than one soul mark. Instead, all you felt was cold and afraid for your life, fear running icily in your veins. Despite having a nen ability, you knew little of it ,and you could feel the aura they were letting off. It didn’t reassure you. On the contrary, it made you feel like cornered prey.

“What do you want?” Your voice could be considered an authoritative whisper as it flowed shakily pass your lips.

There was a moment of silence, and then the one dressed as a clown laughed merrily at your question. You could see amusement slip through the cold expression from the man that had spoken before.

“Danchou, I thought she would be smart,” the clown asked, looking to the man to you.

Your eyes hardened, annoyed, but still, you said nothing. The only person who hasn’t spoken was the long black hair one petting your cat—that fluffy traitor.

“Well, maybe she doesn’t recognize us. That gives us the chance to introduce ourselves. My name’s Chrollo Lucilfer.”

“Hiso-“

“I know who you are, who all of you are,” you interrupted, looking at all three of them, making the clown arch a brow in interest. “That doesn’t answer what you’re doing here or what do you want” you were angry and scared, nervously looking into their eyes.

“My dear darling, well, that’s easily answered. We’re here to take you home, make you happy, and all the in-betweens,” the clown expressed, giving you a playful feeling. He was waiting for you to make a move so he could jump at you. They all were.

“Thank you, but I am home. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I would like to sleep, so if you could just leave?” You have them a sardonic smile hoping against hope they would accept the rejection and actually leave. It was a fool's wish.

“But soulmates are supposed to be together,” the man with long black hair finally spoke. His voice monotone and calm. It made your skin crawl. Oh, hell, no.

He finally turned to look at you, his big black eyes almost swirling and enchanting, a manipulator at its finest. You looked to the side, avoiding him.

“Then I could only assume that you three have found your soulmates. You’re together.”

“But it gets oh so lonely without you, little fruit” Hisoka was done playing from afar and slowly walked closer to you.

This made your bloodlust flare in a warning. They all got goosebumps just looking at it, feeling the sheer intention. It wasn’t as developed as theirs, but the fact that you weren’t afraid to push them away made their paints tight.

Hisoka let out a low groan, eyes half-lidded and looking at you with a perverted smile. You looked at your cat; you could get him later, and they were smart enough to survive. Then the towel in your hand and as Hisoka came to stand closer to you, you gripped the towel hard and threw it at him, covering his face for a brief moment that allowed you to pass him. They knew you weren’t a fighter, heck you had run from them in fear. It made you a smart coward in their eyes, but they weren’t expecting you to be so quick-witted and resourceful. They should have with you living in the middle of the forest and all. You slipped into the short hallway, feeling the breeze of something spearing near your face but missing you. It made you run even faster into the living room. What you weren’t expecting was the sudden failure of your body.

The minute you slipped into the hallway, Illumi had launched several needles your way. Even though some missed their mark, one hitting you square in the back was enough. You crumbled to the floor, clutching the small sofa and leaning on it as if you were crying. You might as well be—the intense pain coming from the center of your spine emitting pulse-like electricity. The stinging sensation made a couple of fears fall down. It left you breathless.

The trio calmly made their way into the living room, looking at your slumped form.

“Soulmates are meant to be together, with time you’ll understand. Staying with us is best for you.” Illumi was crouching near your form, grabbing your arms and pulling you to lean on him instead as he petted your hair for comfort. You tried to move away or do something to get out of his cold embrace, but each attempt was met with more pain. You whimpered.

“That was a rush. It makes me wonder...~” Hisoka groaned obscenely behind Illumi, talking to Chrollo.

“She does have spirit. That could prove to be a problem.”

“Oh~ but I don’t want to break her yet. Nice toys are so hard to come by these days.”

Your sniffles cut through their banter. Your form was trembling on Illumi’s lap as he kept petting your hair.

“Don’t move” Illumi’s hand slipped to your back, and you felt the sting of the needle being plucked. Your body relaxed, letting out a sigh and breathing greedily, but still shaking. The phantom pain made you involuntarily cling to Illumi’s arms for comfort, which made the assassin’s heart flutter. It was proof that you needed them, they just had to show you.

“We should show her how much she needs us” Illumi slightly turned to look at the other two, still holding you to his chest. His face expressionless as he spoke, but the excitement in his eyes can’t be denied.

Hisoka’s eyes gleamed, his tongue coming out to slowly lick his lips as he approached Illumi and crouched down close to the two of you.

“Hmmm, splendid idea, we have to show our little flower what she’s been missing all this time” Hisoka took a strand of your hair, twirling it and pulling slightly.

“Then it’s decided,” Chrollo’s voice felt like the judge giving the verdict to seal your fate away.

Hisoka didn’t wait for Illumi, he simply took you from his arms, bridal style and clutched you tightly to his chest. As if you were some long lost heirloom, he just found and couldn’t part with. You struggled a bit, jerking in his grasp, but the recent pain had left your muscles tender and sore.

Fighting was encouraged by them but had been diminished with their antics.

The way to your room felt like a death row walk, and you couldn’t help but keep wiggling pathetically in Hisoka’s strong arms. He looked down at you, his yellow half-lidded eyes were already a telltale of what’s to come. He bit his lips when you gave him your best wide doe eyes, and you swore he sped walk, feeling the vibration of a suppressed moan deep in his chest.

He brought you down on the bed, tenderly like a lover would on their first time. Your tired body succumbed to the comfort of the mattress and the warmth of the sheets. Hisoka lowered himself, pressing his body to yours and letting you feel his arousal hot in his trousers. Alarmed, you tried once more to move, but he brought his face close to your ear.

“Don’t worry, little one, we’ll be gentle….at least this time.” He bit your earlobe, kissing the spot to soothe the sting “Mmmm, but do forgive me if I just can’t help it~” he moaned slowly, grinding his hips into yours dragging the length up and down your thighs.

You whimpered and brought your hands up to his chest, pushing him as best as you could. He grinned and sat up, still hunched over you. Looking deep into your eyes, he took his shirt off, never cutting off the eye contact. Hisoka then took your hands, trying to push off his thighs and placed them on his chiseled chest, dragging them to touch him. He moaned obscenely, and you couldn’t help but blush at his well-built frame. Your hands felt the muscles contract and relax as your fingers, guided by him, gingerly touched every single spot. Hisoka bit his lower lip, looking down at you. You haven’t even noticed he had let go of your hands, and you were freely roaming, touching so softly his chest, his stomach...it made it all the more difficult to not take you right here.

He didn’t want to scare you; after all, this was the beginning of countless nights and days of pleasure to come. Your red nose, puffy eyes, and pouty lips made him hot. As your fingers grazed his nipple ever so softly, he bursted, throwing his head back and to moan loudly. You retracted your hand alarmed, and that’s when you noticed you had been almost lying down on top of Chrollo’s lap. The man’s fingers were tangled in your locks as he massages your head.

“Hisoka, you’re going to scare her away being so loud,” Illumi said from behind Hisoka. His face on leaning over his shoulder and his hands grabbing his hips. Hisoka’s hand came up to caress Illumi’s cheek, and he once more looked down at you through glazed and sensual eyes.

“Mmm, I just can’t help it. She’s so innocent...those eyes...It turns me on~” his hips jerked up quickly, grinding against you.

“Make her feel good first,” Illumi whispered in Hisoka’s ear, making eye contact with you, as he kissed the clown’s neck.

Hisoka crawled back, his hands softly running down your thighs. Chrollo unmade the knot holding your robe closed, and uncovered your body to them. You gasped, remembering you had just showered and had nothing but your dignity. The sight of your skin glowing under the dim moonlight coming from the window mixed with the reds and oranges from the crackling fire made their mouths water. Your squirming was pitiful at best, hands trying to grab the robe and close it, but Chrollo snatched your wrists pinning them down beside your head. He lowered his face closer to you and dive into your lips. His locks coming to the sides of his face and his soft lips molding against yours. For a moment, you forgot who these men were. Their sweet caresses here and there as Hisoka brought his face to nuzzle your stomach leaving kisses and marks wherever his lips touch. Chrollo took your alarmed gasp as an opportunity letting his tongue inside to explore. He groaned when you trying to escape him, lightly bumped into his arousal. He let your lips go, both of you breathing heavily.

He wanted more. "You are the greatest jewel I have ever stolen" he muttered his minty breath fanning over your abused lips.

Hisoka lowered all the way in between your legs, but you self-consciously closed them from him. He pouted like a kid who had seen his new toy but couldn't have it. Illumi pried them open, putting everything on display. Hisoka chuckled darkly, his hands rubbed your thighs and knees, and then they rested on the bed. Seeing your chance, you attempted to close them once more, but couldn’t. Looking up, you saw Hisoka smirking at you with a dark knowing look. He did it and now you could see the pink substance sticking your legs open to the bed.

“Bungee gum, love, has the capabilities of both gum and rubber.” His face came closer to your core, you could feel his excited breath, and it gave you goosebumps. He moaned bitting and kissing the inside of your thighs “I can’t wait to see your beautiful nen. The thought makes my pants so tight~” he licked his lips and dived into your entrance.

You moaned a bit overwhelmed at the sensation of his tongue, sucking and exploring inside without a care. The slurping sounds made you blush even harder. Still, you couldn’t deny the arousal building up, or the knot in your stomach tightening even more. At the same time, Chrollo and Illumi took it upon themselves to suck on your chest. Their teeth grazed your nipples, with the danger of biting down, and your back arched perfectly, allowing them more access to your perked nipples.

The pleasure was overriding all the red flags and alarms going off in your head, not too long ago. It was making you pliant, your heated body melting into their touches. You bucked your hips into Hisoka, and his hands came to rest on your hips, making you whine. He smiled, his tongue licking a slow and torturous strip up your slit ending on your clit. He latched on to your bud, eliciting a whine, brows furrowing at the electric feeling surging through your body.

Then something snapped inside you; you shut your eyes, letting out a loud moan, your body shaking as pleasure rolled all over your body. Faintly you heard Hisoka moaned equally loud, slurping all your liquids like he was starved. While still in your high, you didn’t notice Hisoka take off the rest of his clothes, his arousal standing proud. He crawled back on you, taking your knees and lodging himself between them.

Chrollo caressed your cheek, petting your hair. He lowered to give your forehead a tender kiss. “It’ll only hurt for a moment, (Y/N)”

Your eyes widened when you felt Hisoka’s length prodding at your entrance.

“W-wait,” you slurred, but he entered you gently, moaning at the warmth and slick coating him, beckoning him further into your depths.

You cried out as he went further inside until he was buried to the hilt. He keened in satisfaction, waiting a bit, and soaking up your walls’ sensation spasming around him.

“You’re so tight…so warm, mmm, it feels sooo good~” his hips started to slowly move.

Illumi, went behind Hisoka, kissing his neck and leaving marks all over. Meanwhile, Chrollo couldn’t have enough of your chest. Sucking and biting all he could, hands grabbing both your mounds and squeezing, decorating your skin in purples and reds. You mewled at all the sensations, eyes gleaming with unshed tears.

“Make her cum” Illumi whispered to Hisoka loud enough for you to hear. Hisoka grabbed your hips, speeding up, leaving you breathless, hips bucking, and meeting his thrusts.

“Mmmm, (Y/N)…I love that look in your eyes~” he moans thrusting even faster, your slick making it easier for him to slip in and out. Illumi went down where the two of you met and started to suck on your clit. You went crazy, the pleasure too much to contain it. “Arghh, she’s getting tighter…I can’t…” Hisoka moaned, burying himself deeper. One of his hands gripped your hip hard, surely to bruise, while the other held back Illumi’s hair as he sucked on you.

Suddenly the forming knot in your stomach tightened until hot white pleasure exploded through you. You squealed, liquids gushing around Hisoka, making his hips stutter, feeling your walls spams around him. He came, bursting inside you as your walls milked him for what his worth.

“Take it…Take it all~” Hisoka gasped, moaning breathlessly, his hips dragging out the orgasm.

Hisoka pulled out, making you mewl. The oversensitivity and tenderness were a bit too much. Through half-lidded eyes, you looked as Illumi took Hisoka’s spot, cleaning you up with his tongue. Chrollo stood and shed his coat on top of the vanity, his clothes joining the others on the floor. Illumi’s tongue swirled Hisoka’s cum and yours, lappin everything greedily, he then crawled on you kissing you roughly, making you taste the result of your joining. Your lips separated, leaving a strand of saliva connecting your mouths. With aggressive desperation he hugged you, pulling you flushed against his naked chest feeling how heated you'vemade him. Then you felt yourself being flipped over, Illumi under you.

Alarmed, you moved a bit, but Chrollo grabbed your hips, stilling you. He crawled over you, pulling your robe off of you and kissing your shoulder gently, his hands went softly down your spine giving you shivers. Illumi kissed and bit your neck, making you whimper as you felt his length prodding your entrance.

“It’ll be alright, just enjoy it,” He whispered, his monotone voice breathless as he guided himself into your slit. You mewled at the feeling, and he quietly gasped at your warmth.

Your eyes looked into his deathly ones, watching them swirl with different emotions. Yet, the main one being lust and adoration. His black hair fanning behind him gave him a mystical and beautiful look, he looked majestic, like some forest elf of sorts. You bit your lip holding back the moan. That’s when you felt a bite on your left butt cheek.

“Sorry, you look good enough to eat~” Hisoka drawled, and then you felt a finger prod your forbidden hole. You squealed, trying to writhe away, but it only made Illumi hiss in pleasure and grab your hips hard.

“Don’t tease me, (Y/N),” he groaned into your ear, biting down on your shoulder to muffle his moan, as your walls flustered around him.

“N-no, p-please. Not there,” you cried out, the feeling of his finger weird and alien to you.

“It’ll be alright, (Y/N)-Chan, we only want to make you feel good~.”

Hisoka was in front of you, lowering to your eye level, his yellow eyes lidded as he licked his lips and went in for a fevered kiss.

Illumi looking at the two of you kiss so wantonly, started moving his hips gently, biting his own lips at the display. Chrollo added another finger preparing you for him, the scissoring giving you chills. Yet, as Hisoka kissed you tasting himself in your tongue and lips, he distracted you from the prodding. He separated, panting heavily watching as some drool came down the corner of your lip.

He enjoyed your fucked out state.

Without warning, Chrollo entered the tip. It made your eyes widen to feel the burning sensation contrasting your skin with the coldness of fear. You gave a muffled screech, your walls closing on Illumi and making him unable to hold back the groan.

Chrollo slowly pushed inside until he was buried deep. He inhaled shakily, feeling you tighten around his intruding length. The feeling made him groan lowly.

Tears came rolling down your cheeks, you had never felt so full. In one night, the entirety of your virginity was lost.

Hisoka watched as the two men he liked the most, made sweet slow love to you, pulling adorable noises from your swollen and abused lips. He couldn’t help bit his own lip, looking at how they ruined you for the better. He loved the scene.

Chrollo dragged you away from Illumi. His face resting in the crook of your neck as Illumi’s hand grabbed your jiggling mounds, squeezing them and marveling at how they fit perfectly in his hands. You were made for them and only for them. Your body hasn’t known pleasure before, and you had clearly neglected yourself, you needed them as much as they craved you.

Hisoka came close to where you and Illumi met, his tongue coming out to lick his lips as his fingers came to rub on your hooded pearl, holding back the whine of pleasure. Everything was becoming too much. You convulsed a bit, the pleasure overwhelming you.

“She’s getting tighter,” Chrollo grunted, speeding his thrusts.

“Mmm, are you close, (Y/N)-Chan, hmm?” Hisoka got close to your face, his lips close to yours, teasing, “Are you going to cum on Illumi, like a good girl~? Milk them both for all they’re worth~?”

He kissed you, rubbing harder and faster, and you moaned into the kiss. He slipped his tongue in and sucked on yours, still tasting his arousal’s tanginess on you. That was the moment you became undone, your liquids squirting around Illumi. Both men thrust faster, almost competing with each other until Illumi came inside you, ropes of cum filling you up until he deemed it was enough.

Chrollo moaned lowly, biting your neck to muffle it as his cum shot into you, filling you on the other side.

Hisoka bit your lip and separated for air. Your eyes were almost closing, body shaking with the aftershocks of pleasure still rolling up and down your body. Chrollo pulled out, his cum dripping down the back of your thighs, making him lick his lips in satisfaction. Illumi pulled you abruptly towards him, making you land on his chest. Hisoka was surprised and annoyed that he couldn’t watch your tongue lolled out, and your lidded eyes look at him.

Illumi grab your face with both hands and brought you in for a passion-filled kiss. It was aggressive and possessive the way his lips pressed into yours until you both couldn’t breathe. He let you go, pulling out and laying you down on your side. Your body was tired, filled to the brim, marked, and pounded to their heart’s delight. Chrollo pulled a blanket over you as your eyes finally closed in exhaustion.

“Mmm, that was delightful. Our little fruit might not be as innocent as we thought~” Hisoka sat by you, caressing your cheek as you sleep.

“We should move her in the morning. She shouldn’t stay alone in the woods.” Illumi sat at the other side of the bed, calling out to the black fluff, making his way into the room.

“We shouldn’t forsake this place. It could be useful when we need a place to get away for some time” Chrollo put on his pants and dressed in his coat, leaving the shirt of out the equation as he leaned against the vanity.

“Mmm, vacations here with our darling pet should be divine~” Hisoka kissed you, making you snuggle cutely into your blanket. He warmly smiled at you. “Danchou, let’s keep her here. She doesn’t exist in the world, and our line of work is not the safest. She’s still hasn’t shown us her nen, but I’m afraid she’s not as developed as we are. She’s not ripe yet.”

“Hisoka is right. Bringing her with us will only endanger her. Illumi, can you persuade her to stay?”

Illumi sighed, going to his clothes and pulling out a single needle. He went to Hisoka’s side, his eyes looking down at you with warmth. He sat by your head, almost on Hisoka’s lap, the clown giving a suggestive buckle against Illumi’s back, making him annoyed.

Illumi caressed your face, pulling your locks away from your forehead.

“She won’t be able to leave the forest, without us or our consent. She’ll stay here as she has but will always expect us. The moment her mind thinks of leaving, she will have the most painful headache. The more she fights it, the worse it’ll get until she stops.”

Illumi then pulled you to face him. Your close eyes made you look so calm and sweet, and your puffy lips called out to him. He then pressed the tip of the nen infused needle to the middle of your forehead and pushed it in. You whimpered in your sleep, brows furrowing in pain and discomfort as the needle lodged inside your cranium. Then as quickly as the sting had come, it went away, leaving you blissfully unaware.

The three men then showered in your bathroom and slept all around you smothering with their heat until morning came. Arms clutching you possessively as if the minute they let go, you would fade away.

You woke up with a start. Heavily panting and looking around to see if you were alone. Maybe everything was a bad wet dream, and they hadn’t found you yet. Your first thought was to leave this place that you had constructed and built with sweat and tears. It pained you, but having them found you, was too much of a risk. So you turned, placing your feet on the floor and wincing at your lower region’s discomfort, in all the lower part of your body. You whimpered but made your way to the mirror on your vanity.

The sight almost made you scream.

Deep red and purple marks were littered all over your neck and chest. You brought your hand to cover your mouth as tears rolled down your cheeks. You looked down to see bite marks and bruises all over your stomach, hips, and thighs. You took your robe from the floor and put it on tightening the knot with shaky hands. You opened your bedroom door and quietly walked to the living room.

The embers of last night’s fire were still slightly lit; the windows were opened, letting in the fall breeze. But the place was empty, no well built handsome devils were in sight.

You sighed in relief. At least you were alone was once more, and they may never come back.

That’s when the front door opened, making you jump startled. You stayed in place watching as Hisoka came in carrying a hay woven basket with eggs, he took off his heels at the door placing them beside your shoes and looked up at your still form.

“Good morning, (Y/N)-Chan~” he brightly smiled at you, eyes closed in joy as he made his way to you. You didn’t move, baffled by what was going on. Hisoka placed a kiss on top of your head and went into the kitchen.

As soon as he left your space, Illumi came through the door, carrying your black cat in one arm and a bucket with water in his hand. He did the same as Hisoka putting his shoes beside his and the bucket near the kitchen. The black fluff jumped down his arms and trotted joyfully towards your legs, Illumi followed suit. He took your hand, kissing your forehead and bringing you into the kitchen. He pushed you gently to sit on the dining chair, and you winced a bit at the discomfort and slight pain.

Everything was tender.

“I’ll run you a warm bath,” his monotone voice and void swirling eyes gave you shivers, but his intentions were sweet. You nodded, still unsure of this picture, and he left you.

“I’ll make us some breakfast; you need to be strong if we want to have more fun~” Hisoka winked suggestively, and you hugged yourself unconsciously. “Now, now don’t be like that, darling.” he came closer with a spatula in hand, his big strong arms coming to cage you between the chair and him.

“I know you enjoyed it~” he gave you a peck on the lips and went back to cooking.

You looked at the door expecting Chrollo to join this weird play/reality show, but he didn’t come in. Curiosity got the better of you.

“Where’s...”

“Danchou? Hmm, he was busy and had to leave, but he left us to take care of you~”

“Is he...coming back?” You asked shyly, hating how you already missed the man or the fact that this domestic scene made you feel peaceful and right.

“Huh?” Hisoka looked at you, your shy demeanor let him know all you were thinking. He beamed with glee, you were already theirs. “He’ll be back tonight, maybe he’ll bring desserts~”

You hummed in response. Your eyes looked at the door, and a scheme came to mind. With Hisoka distracted and Illumi away, you could run. Run fast and not look back.

Your hands gripped the edge of the chair, and you almost took impulse to stand and go. Hisoka side-eyed you, his yellow eyes beaming with joy. You were such a fighter, he just wanted to ravish you now. The thought of you wanting to run made his pants tight.

“Do try it~” he said casually not even looking at you “I want to see how far you’ll get”

At that moment, Illumi came back, and you looked like a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar. He knew what you wanted to do, your intentions were clear in your eyes. It pained him a bit, but he knew you were acclimating still. He had to be patient.

You stood, and both men got ready. The tension could be cut with a knife. You looked at Illumi and went to him, seeming a bit defeated. He slightly let out a sigh in relief as he grabbed your hand and guided you into the hallway.

“Good girl,” Illumi said, pulling you inside the bathroom and closing the door behind him, snapping the lock to seal your fate.