#this took my a while to even start I'm so sry for that

[cerbreus]

it’s been a hellish last couple months dealing with being caught in the crossfire between incompetent rental car agency that is mad at me and incompetent car insurance company that didn’t tell me the person handling my claim fucking QUIT and MY CLAIM WENT FORGOTTEN FOR MONTHS and it still isn’t resolved in fact things have gotten worse and tbh, when i have major stressful setbacks in life, my body and brains’ response is to just. not. do anything. just shut down. intense fatigue, inability to focus on literally anything because the background level of stress is so high.

[daydreaming-nerd]

OMG I need pregnant reader x bat boys

That first one was so good thank you for that!! 🩷🩷

Pregnant Reader x Bat Boys (drabble)

This is part 2 to You Want A Baby?

AN: Ahh this was so highly requested I'm sorry it took so long. Also i've never really done a drabble and this is defiantly too long but I wanted to feed y'all as best I could.

Warnings: Pregnancy (duh), child birth, talks of sex?, not proof read (sry after writing Young Love Old Money 5 last night my hands hurt)

Of course your mates got you pregnant on the first try. They were the three most powerful males in the Night Court.

The day you found out was like any other, you were quietly reading while Cassian and Azriel were in Windhaven and Rhys was busy doing paperwork.

The sickness had been building all day and at finally come to it's precipice.

After about an hour of throwing up you went to see Madja who confirmed you were indeed pregnant.

You wanted to run home and tell Rhys right away but it didn't seem fair to your other two mates

So you warded yourself to keep your scent hidden and waited till Azriel and Cassian got home.

You sat on the edge of the bed the waiting for the boys to come to bed, clad in nothing but my black silk nightgown (this one was a present from Rhys)

The boys stalked in and the picture of me sitting innocently on our shared bed had them taking their shirts off.

It wasn't uncommon for you all to release built up tension after a long hard day, especially when the boys had to deal with Devlon.

"Wait there's something I wanna show you first," you smile standing up.

"Something you want to show us?" Rhys laughed knowing that when it came to the bedroom it was often the other way around.

You couldn't keep from smirking as you let the ward around me drop, my scent filling the room.

They inhaled long and slow before their eyes snapped open.

"You're?" Azriel asked.

"Pregnant," you smile watching as a million emotions float across their faces.

A beat of silence passes and then...

"WOOO HOOO!" Cassian roared. "We did it brothers!" he boasted clapping each of them on the back.

All of them came over to me to give me sniff, as if your new scent was addicting. You had to crane your neck up to meet all their happy faces.

"How far along are you?" Rhys asked caressing my face.

"Not very, only 6 weeks," you. smile feeling their warm hands roam my body.

"Well you certainly smell good," Azriel smiles burying his nose in my hair.

"Really?" you ask.

"YES," they all said in unison.

Cassian's hands find the hem of the night gown and start to lift it up peering underneath curiously.

"Cassain if you even think about putting your dick anywhere near her right now I will fucking kill you," Rhys growls.

"I'm not I'm trying to see if she's showing yet," Cassian said, eyes squinting.

"Cass it's too early for her to be showing," Azriel laughed at his brothers antics.

"Well she defiantly is, take a look." Cassian smiled pulling me flush to him and lifting my nightgown more so his brothers could see.

Rhys and Azriel squinted their eyes, clearly trying to see what wasn't there as Cass slid a hand over my belly.

"Cassian darling I think that's just my dinner," you laugh.

"speaking of dinner did you eat enough?" Rhys asked.

and so it began.

Ever since the boys had found out all chaos had erupted.

At first they wanted you to stay in the townhouse at all times. Literally locking you up and throwing away the key

That idea took you a long time to talk them out of but eventually you did.

Then came Rhys arguing that you needed at least 5 wards. Which Cassian and Azriel objected to as they wanted full access to you AND the baby.

Evetually you all settled on one ward. Strong enough to keep threats at bay, but weak enough so Cass and Az could touch you and your bump whenever they liked.

Speaking of bump, Cassian was determined to do a bump update everyday.

The man was DYING to see you with a bump.

"You think the baby will have wings?" you asked innocently while we all laid in bed.

Every night it was a fight for who got to sleep next to you as you unfortunately had an odd number of mates.

"Of course it'll have wings, look at it's fathers," Azriel smirked rubbing a hand over your belly.

"I don't know I wasn't in my Illyrian form when it was conceived," Rhysand states, his words reverberation through me from where my head was perched on his chest.

"Pfft please, I already told you it's mine," Cassian boasted from behind Rhys, clearly being an instigator since he wasn't getting to sleep next to me tonight.

"Cassian," Azriel warns.

"I know , I know. We don't care who got her knocked up just so long as she IS knocked up," Cassian smirks.

"Okay but what if the baby doesn't have wings?" I ask once more.

"Then we'll fuck another one into you until you have one that does," Rhys smiled pressing a kiss to my brow

"Oh we're putting another one in her either way. I want a whole litter of children." Cassian divuldged.

"You want that princess?" Azriel asked rubbing lazy circles over my barley there bump.

"Yeah I think I do." I smile.

The boys were territorial when you were barley showing, but the second the numerous dresses Rhys bought you couldn't cover the bump that's when things got scary.

The shadows. The fucking shadows

They were fucking everywhere.

Azriel had been freaking out ever since your guys walk the other day.

You had been taking in the fresh air of spring when a unknowing passerby slammed into you nearly knocking you over.

"WATCH IT!" Azriel screamed in his face his grip on the mans shirt like a vice.

The poor shopkeeper just about wet himself before running off.

"Now was that really necessary?" you asked, crumbs falling out of your mouth from the 3rd chocolate croissant you had eaten that day.

"He nearly knocked down my pregnant mate, he's lucky I let him off with a warning," Azriel murmured clearly still pissed.

"You Illyrian babies," I roll my eyes finsishing off the croissant.

Azriel just sighed and dug his hand into the paper sack to pull out my 4th pastry.

Ever since then his shadows seemed to follow you everywhere.

If you dropped something? The shadows would pick it up.

If you had troubles walking? there was always a dark mass helping you to the bathroom for the 10th time that day.

Every time the baby kicked? The shadows swirled around you to make sure you were okay.

And boy did that baby kick...

Cassian was the first to feel it.

It was a rainy night at home, Cassian was sleeping next to your belly whispering sweet nothings to it when it happened. He nearly jumped out of his skin, and you nearly did too from the pain.

"Ahh!" you hissed in pain.

"Darling what is it? Are you hurt?" Rhys fussed, leaving his desk to be there in an instant.

"What did you do?" Azriel growled at Cassian who was still staring wide eyed at your bump.

"I'm fine he didn't do anything. The baby is just kicking." I grit out feeling another thump.

I blindly reach out and grab one of my mates hands and press it to my stomach.

I watched as the scarred hand flinched at the kick.

"Oh my god I can feel it," Azriel beamed, his eyes glassing over.

"Move I want to feel," Rhys ordered

Azriel was too hypotized to care.

"I am your High Lord, move" Rhys ordered once more and I swear the room shook.

"I'm getting kinda tired of that phrase too aren't you Cass?" Azriel rolled his eyes.

"Yeah she's our mate too," cassian grumbled.

They spent the night taking turns getting to feel the baby which became a nightly occurrence.

Out of all your mates Rhys was the most doting. He had an entire wing built onto the townhouse for the baby.

He even used his magic to enchant the ceiling of the nursery to look like the night sky so it would be starfall in there every night.

Rhys didn't like to admit it, but he loved baby shopping with you.

"Oh Rhys look at this one can we get it?" you smile holding up a little onesie.

"Yes darling of course," he chuckled in amusement, he had probably heard that phrase a million times.

Your eyes scanned the shop of onesies and cribs, you already nearly everything in the store. But the shop owner always made sure to let you know when there was a new shipment as she knew Rhys would buy his pregnant mate just about anything she asked for.

"Oh my god Rhys please the baby is going to need this," I shout holding up the bat plushy. "Please, please, please, pleaseeeee"

Rhys laughs walking over to me to take my hands in his.

"Darling how many times do I have to tell you? You can have whatever you want." he smiles placing a hand on my bump and pressing a kiss to my forehead.

Fae labor was no joke, there wasn't a single aspect that didn't hurt like hell.

Rhys didn't send Cassian or Azriel away on any missions in the weeks leading up to your due date so they could be there.

Your water broke when you were standing in the kitchen reaching for a glass on the top shelf.

The scream you let out is enough to have Cassian running in from the other room.

"What is it princess? Are you okay?" He asked kneeling down to where I sat on the floor.

"The baby is coming," I winced through the pain, taking Cassian's hand in mine and squeezing with all my might.

That was the good thing about having big, strong Illyrian's as mates. They were fucking durable.

"oh shit," Cassain murmered his eyes searching for some kind of answer of what to do. "RHYS! AZRIEL! THE BABY IS COMING!"

My other two mates winnowed there are lighting speed from where ever they were in the house.

It wasn't long until Rhys had me in his arms winnowing us all to Madja.

"Help her please," he pleaded, my cries of pain clearly affecting him.

Madja had Rhys bring me into the birthing suite and lay me down. I could see the worry on all my mates eyes as they watched me write in pain, sweat grazing my brow.

"How can we help?" Azriel pleaded.

"You can't, you must leave us to work," she said referring to the other healers already pressing cold towels to my face.

"Over my dead body do I leave her side right now," Cassian grumbled.

"Do you want her to die? You'll only be in the way general. Use your head." she argued ushering them out and locking the doors.

The hours in between the closing of the doors and finally giving birth were brutal, not only for yo but for your mates.

They sat outside the door and listened to your screams the entire time.

Azriel nearly ripped his hair out from the sounds of them.

They nearly jumped to their feet at the sound of a baby crying from inside.

But then they heard you a screaming again.

Any happiness died out.

After a few minutes they heard the baby crying again and your screams stopped.

15 minutes later Madja came out holding not one but two small bundles in her arms.

"congratulations, you are the proud fathers of two healthy baby boys," she beamed.

Twins

Rhys and Cassian took the twin boys in their arms, as Azriel was too scared to touch them at first.

"They have wings," Cassian beamed running his hand over the tiny wings.

"Is she?" Rhys asked Madja.

"The mother is perfectly healthy. She needs to nurse the babies, but she insisted that I bring them to you first." Madja smiled.

"can we see her?" Azriel asked.

"Of course you can," Madja said.

The boys carried the twin babies in to see you once more.

You reached out your hands for the one in Rhys arms, the oldest, by a few minutes. He gave him to you and thankfully he latched right away.

"You did so well mate," Azriel said placing a kiss on your forehead.

"How did you boys manage to put twins in me on the first try?" You rasped out, voice still horse.

"If you recall it was no small feat," Cassain smiled.

After feeding them both you slept soundly.

While Cassain and Rhys might've been the first to hold your sons, Azriel was the first one to fall asleep with them. One in each arm.

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[dwaekkicidal]

i need to know your thoughts on groping binnie and how he'd react

and i'm not just talkin boobies. i'm talkin' errything.

LMFAOO im glad this is still on your mind too (SRY THIS TOOK ME A MINUTE) a teeny bit suggestive

links are yt short links bc the boys love his body so much

the biddies & arms:

we've all see that the boys constantly grab at his chest and arms any chance they can. so tbh? I don't think he would care LMAO goes on as if nothing happened I do think he would lowkey enjoy both though, he loooves when people appreciate all his hard work and they are both physical pieces of proof of it will def stroke his ego and rile him up if you basically drool or bite your lip while you're feeling him up (I'm talking to you, felix.) probably will shriek and get super flustered if you mess with his nipples a little tho :3

"YAH-! Don't pinch my nipples like that.."

his ass & thighs:

minho was so real for this I think binnie will only have a problem with it if you grab too hard (& it hurts him) or if you did it in front of the guys (he gotta keep up the 'dark rapper' persona yk 🙄) gets red in the ears if you're feeling him up for a little too long and stutters 🤭 will grab your ass and/or smack it back as revenge give it a little smack on the ass when he least expects and he'll squeak

"AH- Jagiya.. what are you doing? haha.. Come back here."

his waist/tummy:

absolutely melts I DO NOT care you can't tell me otherwise (I cant hear you lalalalalalala) hear me out.. a lot of people talk "changbin abs this, changbin abs that" but he has said himself that he doesn't have any (1 its hard to keep abs as is and 2 even though he works out enough to keep them, they're only really prevalent on skinnier people and we know he's thicc.) I could see him being a little insecure about his tummy or just being super shy about it so he gets easily flustered hug him from behind while his guard is down and just run your hands along his sides or his stomach and he'll get all shy 🤭 gets turned on if you do it enough hehe

"*smirks* Bunny... don't start something you can't finish."

moral of the story: worship him and his muscles because he deserves it but also because he gets flustered and turned on by it

also strokes his ego :3

[petpenname]

❣️Red Wine Supernova❣️

pairing: dealer!ellie williams x introverted(f)reader c.w: weed smoking, insinuated self-pleasure Summary: modern college au, dealer!ellie x introverted!(f)reader, slow burn with some sad elements. Inspired by Red Wine Supernova by Chapel Roan Parts: 1. I Just Want To Get To Know You 2. Mini Skirt and My Go-Go Boots 3. I Don't Care That You're A Stoner + Epilogue: Falling Into Me a/n: new writer so be nice >:3 sry if the format is a lil fucked

Part One:

I Just Want To Get To Know You

Mornings are your happy place. Your room is your sanctuary, and you greet the day in your usual fashion. Floating around your space listening to music, doing your skincare and makeup, and finding the perfect outfit. This morning, however, was anything short of paradise. Today was the last day of finals week and all the studying and stress got the best of you last night as you completely burnt out of all your routines. You push the empty chip bags and energy drinks aside on your nightstand to make some room for your phone, which is dead. How could you forget to plug it in? 

Opting to check the time on your computer you realize you overslept. There's only twenty minutes to don an outfit before you head to your first exam of the day. You curse yourself first then promise to have a full self care evening after finals are finished. Tossing on some leggings and an oversized hoodie equipped with the Jackson College logo. You do a quick wash of our face, minimal skin care, grab your phone, bag and shoes and you are out the door. 

Thankfully, living a block from campus has its pros. You fast walk the block to campus and b-line for the cafe. Popping in and getting into the short line hoping to see someone who knows your order working. You let out a sigh of relief when you see Sasha working the cash register. 

The barista greeted you, “Morning Y/N! Happy end of finals week!” 

“Morning Sasha, I can’t wait for this week to be over. I'm in a rush this morning so I'll just do my coffee, no pastry please.”

“Sure thing babe” she starts writing in your order, “it'll be out in just a minute.”

You pay and wish each other luck finishing exams. Retiring to a stool on the side of the pickup area, you put your headphones in to try and reclaim some peace in your morning. After a full song plays you glance at the time and realize you have been here for a few minutes too long. Behind the barista station, you see a brown-haired girl facing the back counter. She's moving around like she doesn't know what she's doing and Sasha is watching from the side making small comments. You assume it's a new hire so you wait the extra minute for her to finish with your drink -praying that she doesn't fuck it up and ruin another part of your morning. You zone out to your music again and before you know it you hear your order being called out:  “Medium mocha with half chocolate for.. y/n?” 

You look up and almost choke on your breath as your eyes meet pools of emerald green. Light whips of auburn fly around a flushed face, dotted with freckles. You stumble off the stool and brush fingers with the girl as you grab your coffee, not wanting to take your eyes off her. 

“Sorry it took a minute Y/N, Ellie here is training today” Sasha pipes in from behind. The girl smiles sheepishly as your eyes snap away and focus on the coffee in hand. When did you grab this? 

“Oh, yeah, no problem, thank you!.” you say, trying to recollect yourself. “I’ll see you later Sasha!” 

Heading out the door, the cool air whips the interaction out of your mind, as your only focus now is making it through the rest of the finals day.

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5pm finally rolls around and you let out a sigh as the fresh air hits you while leaving the lecture building. You pull out your phone to check for messages and play some music on your walk back.

You have (7) unread messages:

*H03 Hoes* Olivia: Anyone up for dinner and a movie? I need to dissociate after  this week o.o Ivy: yes I'm there but only if we can get Red Mill Phoebe: I'll be at Daniels tonight :)  Olivia: we know pheebs lol have fun love birds Sage: if we are getting Red Mill im gettin high Ivy: Y/N!!!? Where are youuu?? Phoebe: :D

Staring at the screen you smile in relief, just what you need after a long day; your roommates out of the house, time for yourself. Your last two exams were harder than you expected and all you want to do is order takeout, put on a show, and take a bath. You gather your thoughts and text a response;

*H03 Hoes* Y/N: staying in girls, i need some TLCOlivia: i don't blame you, this week was fucked Ivy: Want us to bring you back a burger? Y/N: that's okay, i'm ordering Thai :) Sage: oh my god you really do need this night, i'm leaving you a joint Y/N: lol thanks sage Olivia: we'll be back by midnight! Have fun ;)

Your roommates were always understanding, you really couldn't have wished for a better housing placement. House 03 was one of ten houses that were off-campus communal housing. You moved into the house a month into your first semester at school. The rest of the girls had time to bond but welcomed you in like another sister. Your introverted tendencies sometimes made you feel like a shut-in as your roommates always had something to do or somewhere to be. Sage was probably the most understanding, she enjoyed staying in also & always shared her stash with you when she did. On the rare occasion you accepted, you and she got stoned and watched shitty TV and ate takeout. 

Finishing your response to the girls, you put on a playlist that you've been loving recently and put your phone away, looking up just in time to come face to face with another person. Bumping into each other you both stumble back in equal confusion.

“Ah fuck, shit, sorry!” says a honey sweet voice.

Y/N: “Oh fuck no im sorry! I was not paying attention” you take out your earbuds and catch your balance as you look up at who you collided with. Green eyes instantly meet yours. Swirls of auburn hair and freckles dance across her face as she smiles and laughs.

“Oh hey, didn't I make your coffee this morning?”

“My what?” you say in confusion.

“Your coffee! At the cafe, I was training this morning. You got like a mocha or something?” the girl rubs her temple trying to remember.

“oh! Oh yeah! That was you” you chuckle, stealing yourself away from her gaze. Holy shit, you completely forgot about this morning, how could you forget about such a pretty girl?

“That's me!" She says. "I'm Ellie, by the way.” She holds out a hand with a sideways smile.

“Im Y/N” shaking her hand, blushing a little.

Ellie: “So where are you in such a rush to, Y/N?” 

You laugh, “nowhere really, home. I'm so over this week.” 

“Same oh my god, I'm almost done with work I just have a drop off to do. Then I'm free!” 

Her goofy enthusiasm was infectious, you felt oddly comfortable with this girl.

“Oh, cool? I'm going that way” you point across and down the street towards the College neighborhood. 

“Me too! Walk together?” Ellie suggests

You nod and set off together. It was a short walk and for the first few steps, you were quiet. Everything happened so fast, the collision, the conversation, and now you're walking together?! That's no big deal, you're just walking together! You steal a glance at the girl beside you. Holy shit how long has she been staring at you? “I'm not even going to ask how your finals went if they were anything like mine!” Ellie laughs, scratching the back of her head  

You chuckle trying not to trip over your own feet, “yeah they were pretty difficult, i'm just glad they are over for now” 

There's not enough conversation to distract you from the growing ball of nerves in your stomach. You keep stealing small glances at the beautiful girl strolling alongside you with such ease and confidence. Before you know it you get to your house walkway, you turn to Ellie

“This is me, uh it was nice meeting you! And thanks for making my coffee” You are suddenly aware of how awkward you feel, trying not to make eye contact.

“Oh yeah no problem,” Ellie leans slightly to look behind you at the house, “you live here? Do you know Sage? I'm here to meet her.” Ellie says, pointing towards your house She's asking about your roommate? Something clicks when you realize you've seen this girl before, no you’ve heard her voice before. Whenever Sage stayed in she would call her dealer, who never came inside but Sage and her would talk on the porch for a bit during the deal.

“Are you Sage’s dealer?” you ask.

“Have you been smoking my shit?” Ellie laughs

“No I mean, sometimes I partake, but yeah Sage is my roommate, um come on up?” 

“Wicked” Ellie follows you up the path and steps and waits at the door as you call into the house.

“I'm home! Sage! You have a visitor!” 

“HI HOME! I'm Sage!” you hear from upstairs as the blonde girl comes bounding down the stairs. “Oh what's up Ellie, sorry you had to deal with her y/n” 

Ellie scoffs behind you, “yeah whatever, you can find a new dealer”

Sage laughs, “And buy from a dude? No way, I support woman-owned businesses. How much do I owe you?”

You bow out subtly during their conversation. Before the two girls make their exchange you are halfway up the stairs. Letting their conversation get muffled as you enter your bedroom. You don’t know why you seclude yourself so much. Social interactions can be so anxiety inducing for you and you were well past spent on interacting this week. 

Tossing your shoes and bag in the corner you collapse on the floor wrapping a blanket around you. Finally safe in your own space. It wasn't long before you heard footsteps coming up the stairs and Sage was knocking on your door.

“Hey babes, you doing okay?” 

You get up, blanket still wrapped around you and shuffle to the door, opening it slightly before leaning on the door frame, looking like a sad puppy.

“Oh y/n it was a long week huh? Well I'll be out of your hair soon. I just wanted to give you this.” she holds out a joint, which you now know came from Ellie.

“Thanks Sage, I might actually spark this tonight.” You smoked with Sage occasionally but never alone.

“It’ll help, light it in the bath! That's my favorite thing to do” Sage beams and hands over the joint, it was beautifully rolled, you almost didn't want to ruin it. She gives you a small squeeze on the arm and blows you a kiss before wishing you a good night and skipping towards her room to get ready for the evening. 

You shut the door and drop the blanket down, giving into a big stretch before locking into self care mode. This is where you really excel, you know the ins and outs of what creates an environment that lets you rest and recoup to the best of your abilities. And currently your room was in disarray from the late nights spent studying and dissociation. You put your headphones in and go to work. It takes half an album to clean up the mess from the previous week. You are feeling much better and continue on your self love ritual. Peaking your head out into the hallway you listen for any sound of your roommates. 

Silence, perfect, Olivia and Ivy must have come and left with Sage while you were cleaning. You pop your headphone back in and continue your groove downstairs to get something to drink and order your take out. While on the call your phone buzzes from a text, thinking nothing of it, it must be one of your roommates. You complete your order and finish up in the kitchen returning to your room for a much needed bath. All focus on yourself.

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It's nearly an hour later, you've drawn your bath and your take out has arrived. A shitty show you’re half paying attention to plays off your laptop, propped up on the laundry basket. You finish your last spring roll feeling a little bored and you grab your phone, figure you’d scroll some socials for a bit. Flicking on your screen you see you have a text from an unknown number. 

Unknown: “Do you always stay in on a friday night? ;)”

Your hear skips a beat. Your heart rate rises, confused and anxious who got your number? How do they know your home alone? Also this was an hour ago! You text back; Y/N: um, who is this?

You wait only a minute before you get a text back,

 “Ellie :)”

Relief sets in, not a creepy guy or stalker, thank god. Your phone buzzes again.

Ellie: “Gosh made you coffee and walked you home, am I that forgettable?”

You text back quickly, “no sorry, hey! I just didn’t know your number. How did you get mine?”

Ellie: “Sage gave it to me, I hope that's okay?” 

“Yeah, yeah that's cool!” you text back.

A little confused why Sage would give out your number without asking but your thoughts are interrupted by another text from Ellie:

“You didn't answer my question silly ;)”

You reread Ellie's first text. You do usually stay in, even on friday nights.

“Pretty much lol” you respond with another text, “I don’t really like parties”

“I feel that, good for business, bad for vibes lol” ellie responds

You stare at the screen, taken aback by how all of a sudden you are talking to this girl you hardly know for the second time today. Suddenly the bath is way too hot and wet, your laptop playing a little too loud. You close your phone, pause your show, and start to drain the tub. Rinsing off and finishing up your shower routine, you are standing at the vanity when your phone lights up catching your eye. It’s Ellie again,

“So would you like some company? I'm nearby actually” A glance at the time tells you it's 9pm, late for you, your only other plans for the night was to curl up in bed and continue your show until you fall asleep. You take a second to think about things as you put some clothes on, a soft pair of pajama bottoms, a tank top and a slouchy oversized sweater. Something in you was intrigued with this girl. It was strange for you to feel like you wanted to hang out with someone let alone someone you just met late at night. 

You pace for a minute thinking, am I really going to do this? Typing out the text and holding your breath before hitting send then chucking your phone on the bed and running to the mirror.

“Okay, why don't you come over?”

You inspect your appearance. Natural beauty, your skin care routine was spot on and truthfully you loved your look the most at night after you cared for yourself. You felt a rush of adrenaline and took a few breaths to calm yourself before sliding on a pair of slippers and grabbing your phone to go downstairs. Before leaving, the joint on your night stand catches your eye and it only seemed right to bring it along, Ellie did roll it.

On the way down the stairs, there's a knock at your door, that was fast. You peek out the window to be safe, Ellie standing with her back to the window facing away from the door. Hand scratching the back of her head, it looks like she's changed since you saw her last. You open the door and catch a whiff of pine and amber as she turns to face you, the same sideways smirk on her face from before. She's wearing all black, dirty Converse, ripped jeans, and a black jacket over a green hoodie.

“Hey, whoa cute fit” Ellie laughs as she looks you up and down, “cozy?”

You move a little at her comment, noticing how underdressed you are. “You caught me at the end of my shower” 

She chuckles again, “well I wasn't trying to take you out, was wondering if you wanted to smoke this with me?” Ellie pulls a joint from behind her ear, and holds it up between her pointer and middle finger.

Your nerves are going crazy but something in the way she looks at you makes you feel at ease in her presence. 

“Yeah sure, I have one of yours already actually” you say as you hold up the joint, it's a little crushed as you realize your hands were clenching. 

Ellie laughs, “you keep that one, we can smoke this one” she gives you that smile again. “Are we gonna stand on the porch all night?”

You snap into reality a bit and stumble over your words and yourself, letting her into the house. “no! Sorry, ya we can smoke in the back, we have some chairs out there.”

“Sweet, I'll follow you cutie” 

You turn away from the comment before Ellie could see your cheeks go up in flames. 

You lead her through the house to the back door and out into the small yard. There's a fire pit in the corner with a few lawn chairs around it. There's a light breeze in the air but it's rather temperate for a spring evening. You sit down in a chair and Ellie flops down next to you. Pulling out a lighter and joint. You watch as she puts the joint between her lips, lightly holding it with one hand and lighting with the other. Your eyes are locked on her while she inhales and the cherry goes red illuminating her soft features. Only when she exhales a cloud of smoke and looks at you do you look away quickly. Darting your gaze away to the joint held out in front of you. 

“Here ya go y/n” Ellie's voice is low and gravely, cutting through the silence of the night. 

You swallow and take the joint, breathing out preparing yourself for the hit. You can feel Ellie's eyes on you as you inhale, hold for a second too long, and exhale out in coughs, covering your face and shoving the joint in Ellies direction. “Shit, hahah, I don't smoke that often.” you get out

“Oh! That's okay, you don’t have to if you don’t want it!” Ellie takes another drag, hesitating to pass it back your way.

“No, no it's okay, the first hit is always the roughest,” you say through your coughing fit. “I usually smoke with Sage.” 

Taking another drag and speaking as smoke billows out past her lips, “Okaaay you can tap out at any time light weight” She chuckles at the end of her sentence but reaches the joint back out to you. You take it, needing another hit to settle the growing nerves in your stomach, she will not stop looking at you.

You and Ellie pass the joint back and forth a few rounds in easy silence. Only a few loud conversations and music from down the block fill the air. Ellie breaks the silence after a moment.

“So I know you said you don’t like parties but there's this one tomorrow night at my friend Jessie’s house, he lives in 09. My roommate Dina and I are going, you might like it?” 

Jessie… You've heard that name before, he was one of Daniel’s, Phoebe's boyfriend's roommates. A group of boys that live in House 09, down the street from you. You've actually been to their house for a party once before. It was fun for an hour until you Irish good-byed to go home and lay in bed. Texting your roommates of course, because girls always need to stay safe. Considering your roommates would be inviting you to this party as well you decide to accept Ellies invitation too.

“Oh yeah, my roommate Phoebe is dating Daniel who lives in 09, i'll probably be there for a little bit.”

Ellies face lights up, and she moves in a way that looks like she's trying to hide her excitement. “You will! Cool, I'll see you there then! Ah this thing is out.” She stubs out the cherry in the joint and tosses it into the fire pit. “Well I should let you get back to your evening princess, I have a few more drop offs to do tonight anyway.” She stands from her seat with a stretch  and holds her hand out for you to grab as you stand. Her jacket got pushed up a bit and you notice a dark image on her forearm, a tattoo? It's hard to tell in the dark. You grab her hand, making a mental note of how strong and soft they are before standing fully and stepping back.

“I'll walk you out then, uh thanks for smoking me out” Your mind is hazy and calm, you barely realize that your nerves are settled, you're comfortable. Ellie follows you back into the house and to the front door, you both pause at the open door, Ellie's eyes on yours, yours on your hands.

“So I'll see you tomorrow night?” Ellie breaks the silence, making you look up,suddenly the nerves are back.  

“Yeah, i'll see you around Ellie” you do your best to not shiver, and give her a smile.

The green eyed girl averts her gaze as she sheepishly scratches the back of her head. “Alrighty, have a good rest of your night!” She turns to leave but turns back, 

“oh yeah, it's a decade's party, so you gotta dress up”

She gives you stupid snap and finger guns and turns away, popping down the steps and into the night. You let the cool air wash over you as you watch her walk down the street. Noticing the flick of a lighter in the night as she goes out of sight. You close the door and nearly collapse against it as your stomach begins to flutter again. Holy shit holy shit holy shit.

You take your phone out as you run up to your room, texting your house group chat immediately.

*H03 Hoes* Y/N: “Sage, why'd you give my number to a stranger?? Also… is there a party tomorrow night at H09?”

It was a little while before you got a response from your roommates, their movie must have ended, it was now 11:30pm. You shoot up from your bed responding to your roommates;

*H03 Hoes* Sage: “Ellies, not a stranger! And she asked for it ;)” Olivia: “The Decades party yeah! We were going to ask you tomorrow if you wanted to go!” Y/N: “Well yeah not anymore, she kinda came by the house and smoked me out.” Ivy: “Yo what?!!! y/n hung out with a girl??” Y/N: Hey, I'm allowed to do stuff! Lol Sage: lolol we’ll be home in a little bit! We can get ready for the party tmrw together :D”

You lock your phone and look around the room, you realize you had been pacing for that whole conversation. Adrenaline going crazy, your mind flashing images of auburn hair and green eyes. You probably had 30 minutes left of alone time in the house so you decide to end your night right, how you usually do. Stealing yourself under your blankets, touching and pleasuring yourself until your breath relaxes you into sleep. However tonight, green eyes stare back at you in your mind.

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[jujutsubaby]

after hours (part 9)

☆ pairing: toji fushiguro x afab!reader, satoru gojo x afab!reader ☆ summary: the morning after your ravenous night with toji leaves you wanting more, especially after being interrupted by the weight of all your responsibilities. thank god gojo is there to help, right? ☆ tags: modern au, babysitting au, academia au ☆ warnings: 18+ !! MINORS DNI !! oral sex (m!recieving), dirty talk, gojo being a male menace ☆ a/n: one chapter, two guys...y/n is on a roll xD she's living her best life. also this one is a bit short but i promise it's bc i've got a lot cooking for the next chapter!! sry it took so long to update too i'm still getting thru a bunch of asks and other fics and everything and also starting a new job. life is weird but fun! 🖤🤍 series masterlist 🤍🖤

you wake up feeling extremely tired and groggy; the sun is hidden behind the clouds this morning, but it’s the after effects of the joint you smoked with toji last night that gives you a brutally rude awakening. feeling more sluggish than usual, it takes you a while to remember where you are, the lack of decorations in a plain master bedroom throwing you off. it’s not until you hear toji shifting next to you that all the memories from last night flood your mind: his call you accidentally accepted, him hearing everything you and satoru did, cumming three times – no four times last night…

oh god. you really went all out this time. you had fun but oh my god, you have a final to prep for! you turn over and face toji and see he’s still fast asleep and then you check the time: 6:30am. still pretty early. you check your phone and see a couple messages from shoko and satoru. you check shoko’s first: 

shoko: comin home tn?

shoko: everything good????

oh my god, you totally forgot to tell shoko you would be potentially spending the night with toji, and your stomach drops at how worried she must’ve been. you quickly type out a response: 

y/n: OMG I SPENT THE NIGHT AT TOJI’S IM SO SORRY I FORGOT TO TELL U :(

you check satoru’s texts: 

satoru [10:04pm]: missed ya at the study group :( 

satoru  [10:06pm]: wyd tmw? wanna study? 

satoru [1:17am]: what position he got u in?

wow. it started off so nicely until he… gojo’d it up. so close. you’re not even sure why you got into this complicated mess with him to begin with. 

y/n: ur sooo insufferable

y/n: i’ll be in the university library if u wanna come in the afternoon to study  🙄

“am i interrupting something?” you’re startled as toji wraps his muscular arms around you, holding you closer to his chest.. your bad mood quickly dissipates as you feel something hard grazing your ass. you turn your head to face toji as you grin groggily. 

“you’re not but it seems like you wanna start somethin’...” you say, slowly shaking your ass  against his erect member. toji’s hands slip under your sweatshirt and travel up to your chest, finding the mounds of your titties and playing with them as he thrusts his hips against your ass. 

“maybe…” you bite your lip and lean closer to him, engulfing him in a messy, sloppy kiss. his tongue darts out, rediscovering your mouth again as you sigh into him. you shift your body so that you’re facing him, and wrap your legs around his waist as his hands move slowly from your titties to your cheeks of your ass, massaging them as they grind slowly on him. 

“fuck, pumpkin, you’re gonna drive me crazy,” toji groans as his sweats become increasingly uncomfortable due to how much his throbbing member is straining to get out. you playfully bite his lip, driving him even crazier. in swift motions, he pulls on top of him without breaking the kiss, and you yelp in surprise. your core reflexively starts to grind properly on his arousal, causing you to soak through your panties. 

toji unexpectedly thrusts into your clothed core, causing you to yelp before toji quickly slaps a hand over your mouth. “shh, can’t wake up –” he grunts as you desperately rut against his arousal,  “can’t wake up megumi…” his eyes suddenly snap open in panic as he stills your hips. he quickly grabs his phone and checks the time and swears under his breath. 

“what’s going on?” you whine, upset that he put an end to your early morning shenanigans. you lay your body on top of him while cradling his face as you press small wet kisses to his jawline, hoping he’ll forget about whatever he has to do today. ugh, just thinking that thought makes you annoyed about all the things you have to do today, now…

toji groans, willing himself to focus in spite of your soft kisses and whines. “gotta wake megumi up in 30…soccer meet…” 

oh, fuck. you totally forgot about that – the whole reason you and toji baked brownies in the first place. there’s no arguing with him about this and you know it, but god, you really wish you didn’t have to face reality so soon. you’d do anything to stay in a little bit more of momentary bliss before having to get back to the real world with final exams. you complain and sigh under your breath as you slowly slide off toji, as he apologizes and gets up slowly, both of you still trying to shake the sleep from your body. 

your eyes pan down to the tent in toji’s sweats, still visible. hm, maybe you don’t have to leave just now. you bite your lip in anticipation as you touch toji’s chest lightly, and drag your fingers slowly down to the waistband of his sweats, and then on top of the bulge of his own arousal. you apply some light pressure as you loosely grip it, causing toji to suck in a sharp breath. 

“fuck, don’t make this harder than it has to be, pumpkin. just told you we can’t…gotta get ready and –”

“c’mon toji~,” you coo sultrily, using your finger to trace the outline of him, “it’ll be a quickie. i’ll suck you off and you’ll finish before it’s even time…” you make a show of swallowing in anticipation and hunger to have him in your mouth, and toji pinches the bridge of his nose. he wants you. bad. and maybe it won’t hurt anyone if megumi is like, what, 5 minutes late to the meet? it’s just fucking soccer. 

“you’re gonna be the death of me.” he says sharply, but you can hear the hint of playfulness in his voice. “y’got 5 minutes to make me cum, think you’re up to the challenge?” toji teases, as he already begins to bunch your hair up in a makeshift ponytail and pulls you close down on him. 

you giggle, and bite your lip to look up at him. “bet.” you immediately get straight to work on him, palming him through his sweats before slowly bringing down his sweats. you use your palm to rub against his raging arousal, and his guttural moan only spurs you on. 

“no teasing, pumpkin, time’s ticking…” toji keeps his hands firmly grasped in your hair, having full control on your head. you would be lying if you weren’t turned on at the fact that he could start fucking your mouth anytime he wanted to with his vice like grip, but you ignore the pool forming between your thighs. toji releases his throbbing member from its confines, the tip begging for attention.

you start slow, kissing his tip delicately and gradually taking more of him with every kiss, until you have him inside your mouth. you use your tongue swirl around his tip, causing him to let out a breathy groan. “f-fuck, pumpkin, just like that…” he lightly pushes your head down, carefully allowing you to take in more of his length. “i know you can take more. such a slutty girl dying to suck me off first thing in the morning.” 

you moan against him, his filthy words spurring you take even more of him and until he hits the back of your throat, making you gag a little. toji takes control of your movements and starts bobbing your head up and down his shaft.

you feel his shaft twitching and his breaths getting shakier and you know toji is close. “fuck, pumpkin, gonna cum all over you.” toji increases the pace in which he fucks your mouth and you get ready to feel his spillage down your throat before he abruptly lifts your mouth off of him. he guides to the ground on your knees, while he strokes himself off. 

“wanna see myself all over you face, pumpkin,” he groans, increasing the speed of his strokes. “y’gonna let daddy cum all over your face?” you nod your head enthusiastically, and take your tongue out so that the tip touches it as it bobs from toji’s strokes. just as he promised, toji splatters your face with his cum like a jackson pollock painting, and whatever gets on your tongue, you make a lewd attempt to swallow. 

“fuck,” toji says, out of breath, “you’re such a fuckin’ slut you know that?”. he leans down and wipes some of his release from your face with his thumb and you open your mouth to suck on it. “bet you’re soaked under there…” toji murmurs, as his eyes trail down to your shorts. you bite your lip in anticipation as his hands trail down to the waistband of your shorts. he dips his fingers under your panties, and just as his fingers are about to touch the one place you really needed him to, the alarm in toji’s room and megumi’s room goes off. 

both you and toji quickly snap out of your lustful trance and remember reality. “oh, fuck” toji swears as he quickly puts on his pants as you grab tissues from the bedside drawer to clean up the mess on your face. if there’s a term for getting blue balled but for girls, you have it for sure, but you feel bad whining about it since there’s nothing the both of you can do about it. 

you’re about to head to the bathroom to wash up as toji puts on a jacket before heading to megumi’s room to wake him up. meanwhile, you use the toothbrush that toji had been so kind to bring for you the last time you spent the night and freshen up. it’ll be fine. just don’t think about how your clit is literally throbbing right now or how your panties are soaked. don’t think about how close his fingers are. don’t. don’t. DON’T! 

you frustratedly head downstairs to pack up your stuff. maybe if you make it home fast enough, you can use your vibrator to get some quick release from this morning. yes, that seems like the way to go. your thoughts are interrupted by toji coming downstairs with megumi.

“good morning, megumi”, you sing. he looks especially cute when he’s just tired and just woken up, with his big little yawns and droopy eyes. 

“mornin’...” he mumbles as toji puts him down. he rubs his eyes as he goes into the garage to get his cleats. 

toji walks to you and gives you an apologetic look. “sorry, pumpkin, i hate you leave you needy like this.” toji playfully pouts as he pulls you into a hug. he runs his fingers through your hair as you inhale his scent – spiced wood and a hint of his laundry detergent. 

“you owe me,” you say, looking up at him. “it’s taking everything in me to not jump your bones right this second.” you’re not totally lying when you say that. 

toji leans down to whisper in your ear. “the next time i see you, i’m gonna be eating you out for fuckin’ hours, pumpkin.” you shudder in anticipation, and you realize this conversation is not helping your situation… 

you pull up to the driveway of your apartment and quickly take the stairs two at a time, as you want nothing more than to take a quick shower (and maybe cum your brains out, too, who knows? hard to tell.). you open the door to see shoko already dressed and making waffles for breakfast. the smell of maple syrup and butter makes your mouth salivate as you realize just how hungry you are. 

“welcome back, slut!” shoko shouts from the kitchen. 

“mornin’ bitch!” you greet, as you take your shoes off at the entrance. shoko pokes her head out of the kitchen and eyes you up and down. “wait, what are you doing up so early?” you ask, realizing shoko usually is never awake before 10. 

“remember? i told you i needed to start studying step 3 like yesterday!” she says. you can’t recall if she ever said anything about taking the medical licensing exam before right now, but it does no good for you to fight her on it. 

“wait, are you going to the library to study, then?” maybe you could tag along with her and then you’ll be forced to actually make progress with the final exam. 

“yes, wanna come? you and satoru have a final right? and you’re just out and about “babysitting”?” shoko does dramatic air quotes around that word, making you roll your eyes. 

“you’re one to talk when you apparently have step 3 and you were with utahime last night,” you retort. 

“she’s a teacher, okay! she was teaching me!”

“teaching you to put your tongue down her throat.” you try to hold back your smile but fail. 

shoko laughs before going back to her playfully stern face. “get your shit ready for the library quickly, slut. i made you an extra waffle.”

you promise you’ll be out as soon as possible as you head to your room and take the fastest shower known to mankind. no really, you do not want to be caught dead being late for something shoko wants to do. you chuck your clothes into the laundry hamper as you decide on what to wear to study on a…damn. a rainy sunday. you decide on a cashmere blush pink turtleneck sweater with a pair of comfy black mom jeans. underneath it, you layer a skin tight full sleeve gray shirt to keep you warm. you quickly do your skin care and apply minimal make up, before grabbing your black raincoat and bag and going back to the kitchen. 

you see shoko almost finished with her waffle while yours is neatly set on a plate with strawberries (your favorite fruit), butter, and maple syrup. you quickly pat down your wet hair as you take a seat (you’re just gonna have to settle for wet hair in the rain today but it’s okay, it’s not like you have anyone to impress). you quickly scarf down the semi-cold waffle while you and shoko update each other about yesterday. 

“i can’t believe he blue balled you like that! jobless and a menace!” shoko says sympathetically. 

“stop calling him jobless! his job is being a father.” you defend toji, but you won’t lie, it’s a bit hard. 

shoko and you both giggle as you guys head to the campus library. 

you yawn as you take a sip of your iced hong kong coffee milk tea. this shit’s doing nothing to keep you awake. you check the time. 2:56pm. you’ve been studying for around 6 hours already, and your brain is fried. you’ve tried to take frequent breaks with shoko, but she has very unconventional study methods – study for hours straight and then sleep for double the amount of time and then rinse and repeat. it was psychotic to say the least. that is to say, you haven’t had a chance to wind down in between hours. the bright side, however, is that you were lightyears ahead of your study schedule. maybe you could afford to fuck around a little bit… 

you grab your phone from your bag and see 2 missed calls from satoru. shit. you can’t call him from this particular campus library since it was a designated quiet library, so you text him insead: 

y/n: sorry i missed ur calls what’s up

satoru: comin in 5 what floor u at babygirl

y/n: 5th and don’t call be babygirl 

satoru: np babygirl 

you roll your eyes. it’s so infuriating to talk to satoru sometimes, but especially now after you both shared an unexpected kiss (and more) together. now that you think of it, this is the first time you’re seeing him since the barcade. should you be feeling nervous? strangely, you’re feeling fine. if anything, you’re feeling that unfortunate familiar feeling down there that you forgot about after toji left you hanging, but are now remembering because of satoru. 

you’re not one to make moves on someone like satoru, but you bite your lip thinking about how maybe (read: definitely) convince him to…take a walk with you as a study break. you ponder on it a little bit more, weighing out the pros and cons. 

pros are that you’ll finally be able to get a release, especially after this morning and working so hard. the cons, however, are mainly that you’ll be doing that with…satoru. your best friend. your annoying will-definitely-make-fun-of-you-for-this-request best friend. with satoru being around a minute from getting here, you decide on just winging it based on how you feel. 

shoko and you hear sounds coming from the corner entrance of the floor and look up to see nanami, haibara, and satoru trailing behind them, balancing three cups of coffee in one hand with ease. satoru and haibara are snickering about something and nanami looks embarrassed to be near them and starts walking a bit faster ahead of them. you wave your hand and grab his attention as the group walks to your table. 

“hey y/n! how’s it goin–”

“if any of you idiots even speak more than a word above an undetectable whisper, i’m going to kill you all.” shoko says, interrupting nanami’s greeting. 

you all look at each other silently, taking shoko’s threats to heart. 

“gojo, i swear to god if you say even a single thing–” shoko starts as satoru’s shit eating grin starts to form slightly as he pulls a chair next to you. 

“relaaaaaax, ieri. you won’t even know i exist, besides, you can’t hate me. i got you coffee!,” he assures, placing one of the three coffee cups near shoko. you don’t believe him and you suspect shoko doesn’t either.  haibara and nanami sit across from you next to shoko as they keep their heads down and pull out their books and laptops as quietly as humanly possible. you give a meek wave to them. 

gojo silently hands you a clear iced cup, with what you can only deduce to be an iced matcha latte with oatmilk. you apprehensively take a sip. unsweetened. just how you like it. “wow, my signature order?”

“what can i say? i’m a guy who pays attention.” satoru says, shrugging overtly humbly. 

“more like you’re obsessed with me.” you take another sip. 

“is that such a bad thing?” he says, lowering his voice, and bringing his face closer to you.

“you guys need to shut the fuck up.” shoko says, not looking up from her laptop and whatever she was writing in her notebook. 

“hey, i just booked a study room on the floor. let’s head there and study so we don’t bother shoko-san.” says haibara, as he closes his laptop and slowly gathers his stuff from his desk. 

“good idea!” you say, as you grab your stuff to move. satoru hasn’t bothered to take a single thing out, so he grabs your coffee and waits for you to pack up your things as nanami and haibara go ahead of you to secure the room. you and satoru follow closely behind. 

“sooo…” satoru starts. 

“sooo what?” your voice a low whisper as you walk away from the table shoko is studying at.

“how was last night?” 

you roll your eyes. of course he wants to know that. you spin the question back to him. “how was your night?” 

“it was fine. boring, really, because we kept on talking about quantum theory and like, all i could think of was, ugh.” satoru dramatically rubbed his temples to feign agony. “all i could think of was bending you over on a table and using my tongue to lick your–”

“WHAT?! SHUT THE FUCK–” you quickly lowered your voice as people gave you dirty looks around the library at your outburst. “shut the fuck. up. satoru.” your eyes widen at how bold he was to say something like that at a library. with nanami and haibara just a little ahead of you. 

gojo seems unbothered and shrugs. “you asked?”

“yeah, people ask and you just say ‘it was good, thanks.’ not explicitly laying out all your thoughts!” you chastise. you’re choosing to ignore that oh so familiar feeling between your legs. 

gojo takes a sip of his coffee. “c’mon, y/n. let’s just…man, fuck this ‘study session’”. you’re unsure why he does air quotes around ‘study session’ because for all intents and purposes, you did plan to use this time to get ahead of your study plan. “let’s just go back to my place or somethin’. suguru’s not home, we can just chill. do some of that studying you wanna do, and like, whatever else.” 

“you’re literally too horny function.”

“don’t act like you don’t wanna as well.”

ok, he got you there. “not right now, i wanna study!” you look at him, this time with pleading eyes. “don’t say anything horny in there, please. i can’t have people know about this, it’s so embarrassing.” 

“ouch.”

“don’t say anything in there and i’ll blow you in the library after you explain the quantum theory stuff that’s gonna be on the final to me.”

this deal makes satoru’s eyes widen. it’s too good to be true for him, because if there’s one thing he’s good at besides being a male menace, it’s explaining tough science concepts to cute girls. “deal.”

[magpod-confessions]

I hate how so many of the women on the podcast are either Literal Cops or like. narratively given the "yes you are correct to be saying this" but are deeply unpleasant about it. georgie is probably the least assholish about the whole matter and i get where she's coming from but she's still a bit of a dick about the cutting jon out of her life for. not quitting his unquittable job? backing out of the supernatural shit that infests his job? I am honestly forgetting exactly what her reasoning is, so I'm willing to cut her more slack. I understand her wanting to be safe. But Melanie, Basira, Daisy? :/ Took Daisy being buried alive for months to get out of the cop mindset. Basira refuses to give anyone ground on any matter, consistently thinks herself completely in the right for anything she says or does. Maybe I exaggerate a bit with that one, but it sure doesn't feel like it. Melanie,,, I REALLY liked her before the Slaughter business, which I get is. Yeah hurting people lashing out at a moment's notice, so on, but even then every argument she enters ends with a comment Mel makes and no one refuting it.

I want to like all these characters. I want the women in the podcast to have been characters I could've listened to for a while WITHOUT getting annoyed at the narrative deciding that their endlessly being waspish towards anyone and everyone was something that should be kept up and encouraged. Didn't realize until writing this out that I felt this strongly about it. 🗣️

a lot of their character choices make sense though . [ aside from basira , she barely has a character of her own imo ] daisy was stuck in her cop mindset because being a cop was the reason she got caught up with the Hunt in the first place , and being Buried for so long snapped her out of it because it basically took the Hunt out of her during that period of time . melanie i will say i have a bias for due to being one of my favourites , but the Slaughter amplified her anger , and gave her a ' reason ' to be so Angry . i can barely remember any arguments she was in so i can't really comment on that , but i do agree that there probably should have been more fightback with her remarks . georgie had every right to cut jon off , especially because jon did not even tell her that he couldn't quit ?? he was bringing horrific paranormal things into her home [ including a clown who steals your skin ] , without any warning before even starting to stay with her that those things might happen . she could have been home when nikola came , and could have gotten hurt because jon didn't tell her anything . plus , iirc , they hadn't spoken since college anyways ??? it isn't like they're close friends or anything , they're exes ! georgie has every right to ask jon to leave her alone . and again basira has barely any character of her own aside from daisy , which i hate and i wish she had more character . - deceit

Sry anon I am so tired rn and Ive gone off abt this before so uhh i like the characters in tma and how theyre written yay hooray bye - rosette

[w2soneshots]

omg can you pls do a jj x reader where shes simon's sister and he catches them making out then gets all mad because he thinks jj is just being a playboy (im sry idk how to describe it 😭😭) but then realises how much they love each other

ty and i love your fics 💕💕

Not what you think -KSI

words: 0.7k+

warnings: angst, secret relationship, arguing.

summary: you accidentally fall in love with your brother’s best friend.

notes: hey babe!! I’m pretty sure you sent in my last JJ request (correct me if I’m wrong) so I’m gonna name you 💕. Anyway let me know what you think and I hope you enjoy!🙂🫶🏼

Me and JJ have been secretly dating for almost three months now. We've known each other for years since Simon's my big brother and they're best friends but just last year I realised I had feelings for him. I didn't act on those feelings so just kept them brewing inside for months because I assumed JJ didn't feel the same.

Until one night we were in a club, celebrating Calfreezy's birthday. We were both a little drunk so had some liquid confidence. He kissed me. But not a little peck, a full on make out session in the back of the club. I was shocked at first but when my brain registered that the person I'd had a massive crush on was basically showing me that he felt the same, I began kissing him back, with a slight sense of desperation and lust.

After that night we didn't talk for just under a week. Then I got a text from JJ asking if I would come round to his house to chat. I agreed, got ready and was outside his front door within thirty minutes of when he sent the message. We sat down on his couch, he was the first to speak. "How are you?" He asked. "Uh, I'm ok just a little confused." I fiddled with the hem of my top. "Confused about what?" "We kissed. You remember don't you?" I started with slight annoyance in my voice. He nodded. "Well you've been acting like it never even happened." He sighed "I'm just, you're- you're Simon's sister. We always agreed to 'never date the sister' but," he took a deep breath "I've liked you for a while now y/n, and I'm not sure if you feel the same way but-" I broke his sentence by kissing him, hard. "I'll take that as a yes then."

After that day we started dating. We already knew each other really well but he still took me out on a first date, then a second and well, now I've lost count. Since we decided to keep the relationship a complete secret we've both had to twist the truth a little. For example I told Simon that I had a boyfriend and JJ told him he had a girlfriend but we just avoided showing pictures or talking about each other.

We're planning on telling everyone this weekend at a party me and JJ planned especially, at my apartment. I'm really nervous and a little worried about how Simon will react. I spent the Friday night setting up so I could focus on getting ready on the Saturday. I bought a bunch of alcohol and some non alcoholic stuff for Tobi. When the day of the party rolled around I had a long everything shower then threw my hair in a towel while I had some lunch. By 6pm, I was fully ready. The party starts at seven. JJ came around forty five minutes early so we could talk about how the hell we were going to tell everyone (but especially Simon) that we'd be secretly together for months.

"It's gonna be fine, calm down." JJ gently rubbed my thigh as we sat on my sofa. I smiled up at him then moved myself closer to him "you're so cute." I whispered, our lips just millimetres apart. He closed the gap by pulling me into him and onto his lap so that I was sitting on his legs. My hands snaked around his neck and his rested firmly on my hips.

"What the fuck." I heard from the front door. I jumped up and my eyes widened when they met Simon's shocked face. In seconds both me and JJ were stood and making our way towards Simon. "We can explain-" JJ started. "No. You- I can't fucking believe this. She's my sister man!" Simon shouted, I flinched. "Simon we've been together for a while, this isn't something we chose. It just happened." I tried to soften the blow slightly. "What do you mean a while, how long?!" "Four months." JJ answered. "Four months! And you didn't think to tell me?!" I sighed "I was worried you'd react like this." "Well what do you expect when I find out my best friend's fucking my sister?!" My eyes widened. "It's not like that man. I love her." Simon's jaw dropped. "You love her?" JJ replied with a nod. "Oh."

"Hey guys! What's up?" Ethan burst through the door. "Uh, me and y/n were just telling Simon that we're together." JJ told him. "You what! Oh my god that's great! Isn't that great Simon!" He flung an arm round Simon's shoulder. Simon's face calmed "yea. I guess it is." A smile spread across my face. "I'm really happy for you too."

[anticidic]

Hi I really love your dazai shape-shifting cat and owner chuuya AU do u think u could give more headcanons I'm thinking about writing a fic like this and need a few more ideas it's also just a really cool idea if not that's fine no pressure and I hope you have a good day😁🩵

(Sry if that sounded weird or hard to read I'm really tired and bad at talking lol😅)

Hi there!! And you're all good, I understood :)

But YES! It's my time to shine and continue yapping about this idea because I think it's so cute and has so much potential, so here's some headcanons:

After Dazai learned of Chuuya's usual routine of going to work in the morning and coming home inthe evening about the same time every day, he started shifting back into his human form and just lazing around on the couch watching movies and raiding the pantry (Dazai even goes as far as to make emergency snack runs to replace Chuuya's food so it doesn't look suspicious)

Since Chuuya took Dazai in around November when it starts getting cold and winter frost starts happening, Dazai's favorite place to nap as a cat is curled up by the fireplace and on a cushion

Dazai likes to do the kneading thing that cats do with their paws, but he'll randomly do it to Chuuya's legs or sides while they're in bed

Speaking of paws, he likes filing his nails on Chuuya's couch like the little shit he is (and Chuuya's shooed him away so many times, and even picked Dazai up and talked sternly to Dazai)

Chuuya actually really loves spoiling Dazai, he felt so bad about the state Dazai was in as a stray — pretty thin, dull coat, dirty. And now Chuuya buys him nice toys, premium kitty food, (even has shared scraps of his own meals like pieces of fish or chicken shhh), bathes and brushes Dazai's fur regularly.

Chuuya tried the catnip thing but it didn't seem to work on Dazai. Or maybe it did. Dazai's already kinda rambunctious and likes running around.

Dazai actually gets disappointed whenever Chuuya has to go out for work or do things. It means less attention from his owner and being all alone.

But Dazai's also the clingy kind of cat where he loves his owner and will snuggle with Chuuya but he hisses at literally everyone else. He's had to be put in timeout in the bedroom once for acting out when Chuuya had a friend over.

Chuuya tried to put a little outfit on cat Dazai once and it didn't go very well because Dazai never stops squirming, but Chuuya DID manage to get a nice diamond—embroidered collar

Dazai's HIGHLY considered coincidentally bumping into Chuuya outside of their home in his human form just to see how Chuuya would feel about him

When Dazai's eventually caught sleeping as a human by Chuuya, it could either be by sheer accident like Chuuya happened to come home earlier than expected or Dazai felt comfortable enough to reveal himself

[dokoni-mo]

I’ve arrived with more horny william brain rot!

There is little doubt in my mind that our favorite afton to slut up likes to read. He’d probably love to share that with his darling bunny. And you absolutely know that man is making the polaroids he took into bookmarks. He just loves to see his bunny everywhere!

Bunny is in fact a college student, and sometimes certain classes end up requiring/give the option for a field trip. And that trip happens to fall on a weekend. They’re a little bummed, Willy is like actually depressed (lol), so bunny decided to hide a little something for him. As a ✨treat✨

So when afton wakes up Saturday, he reaches over for his book to read a little (because what else is there to do when his little rabbit is gone), and his usually bookmark feels a lot more lumpy than usual. So he opens it and what does he find? Polaroids of his precious, lovely bunny in nothing but his shirt, and a pair of her panties 💜

YEAH i uhhh,,

warnings: age-gap relationship (reader is 20 will is almost 40 yall know the drill), swearing, smoking, drinking, dom/sub undertones, sir kink, not proof read AGAIN IM SRY

"What? What do you mean the whole weekend?"

It had been an especially hard week for the brit at his diner. For one reason or another, it seemed as if nearly every single damn brat in that town just had to have a birthday that week. The diner was booked from start to finish every day of the week. William was frustrated. But every day drew him closer to the weekend. Closer to when he'd be able to see you again. And god did he fucking miss you. He missed his little bunny next to him; kissing them, holding them. Coming up with so many fun activities to show you.

But, it was in the past now. It was Friday. You'd be over tomorrow, and help relieve him of his pent-up stress like the good bunny you were.

Right?

Wrong.

"I knowwww, I'm sorry!" You pleaded with him at the other end of the phone, the older man taking a long, drawn out puff of his cigarette, "I just totally forgot about it until today!"

William sighed as he rubbed the bridge of his nose, leaning against the wall, "And you're certain you have to go, love?"

"Yeah..." you sighed back, "It's required for my major. And I already rescheduled it last month, too. I can't do it again or I fail."

"Bunny, the weekends are our time together. You know this."

"I knoww, and I'm sorry! I'd stay behind if I could but I just can't. I'm sorry, Will. I'll be back for next weekend though!"

William took another puff of his cigarette, "Are you certain you can't come over even for a little? I... I miss you, bunny. It's been a tough week, and... I want you."

You let out a sympathetic hum, "I miss you too. But I have to go. I'm sorry."

"Alright." William sighed, "Fine. But don't expect to get off the hook next time I see you, little one. You need to tell me these things sooner rather than later."

The brit heard you giggle over the phone, "It'll be fine, Will. Surely you can survive two weeks without me."

"Getting smart with me now, hm?"

"No, sir."

William let out a pleased hum, "Good bunny. I'll miss you, okay? Have fun for me, alright? I'll be here waiting for you."

"I will, I will... Hey, before I forget; you remember that book you gave me, right? The old, thick and dusty one?"

"It's not old, love. It's classic."

You giggled again, "Classic, sure. Well, I finished it. I'll leave it in your mailbox before I go. Maybe that'll keep you occupied until I get back."

"Nothing could replace your company, little one. But, thank you. That's very kind."

"It's no problem. I gotta go pack now, Will. I'm sorry again. I'll see you next saturday, okay?"

"...Alright, bunny. Have fun. I love you."

"Love you too."

~~~

It was odd to have an empty house on the weekends. While William was used to Michael being away at his mother's, the house felt more depressing than usual without you in it. Dull. Grey. No life whatsoever.

William didn't drink often, not at all. He never found it to be that classy, and he wasn't about to throw his charm to the wind over alcohol. But god fucking damn it. He missed you so fucking much that Saturday afternoon. His cigarettes weren't having their usual kick to them. He needed something stronger to fill the void where you should be.

Pouring his second glass of whiskey for the evening, he couldn't help but wonder how you were. Your college was taking you an entire state away from him. Those fucking bastards. How dare they drag you so far away from him. What if you got hurt? Or in trouble? And he wasn't there to save his precious bunny? You knew his number, sure, but you were still so fucking far away from him. And a lot can happen so many miles away.

William took a large swig of the alcohol.

Fucking hell. He missed you so damn much.

He knew you didn't mean to tell him about the trip so late. You were a good bunny. Hell, he was the entire reason you didn't go when you were supposed to. He vaguely remembered convincing you to stay in town the first time you told him about it. You had just forgotten this time, surely. He couldn't stay mad at you for that. It was hard for him to stay mad at you in general. You were just too cute.

But William was miserable. He didn't want this shit to happen again. You would need to learn your lesson. And he'd make you learn it next time you were over.

But would he? Thinking of it now, it was hard for him to imagine giving you any sort of punishment. He just wanted you close to him. To pull you in his lap and kiss those sweet lips of yours. Hold you close to him. Lie down on his chest while he read his books before bed.

Oh, yes. That's right. The book he leant you. You said you'd give it back before you left.

Maybe he should take your advice. Use it to get his mind off you.

Finishing up his glass, William finished up his glass before he walked to the front door, opening and shutting it behind him as he made his way to the mailbox. The cool breeze of the sunset blew his neatly-combed hair out of place, washing over his pale skin. Upon opening up his mailbox, sure enough. The book he leant you was in there. But, it was... strange. Looked a lot fatter than normal.

The older man reached in and took the book out, brow furrowing in slight confusion. Leaning against the mailbox to shut it, the brit opened up the pages to see inside.

...

Oh.

William could feel the heat creep down his neck and cheeks.

Oh.

Oh, bunny. Sweet bunny.

Strewn about the pages was a handful of polaroid pictures. Pictures of you. In so many different positions... so many. He could see the plushness of your thighs. Your sweet little smile. Those big, gorgeous doe eyes. Your cute little pair of underwear...

You even still had some of the marks he'd given you last time you were over. And was that his dress shirt? It certainly was. How long have you had that, little one? Why, sir barely noticed that it was gone. Stealing his things now, are we? Naughty bunny.

You've been so bad recently, haven't you? William didn't much appreciate that. You had earned yourself a punishment, bunny. You probably know that just as sir does though, don't you? Was this your attempt at getting out of it?

William calmly shut the book, but quickly walked back into his house.

It worked, bunny.

For now.

[tojisrealwifey]

omg just saw ur last ask. i’d d*e if reader don’t end up w toji im sry 😭 he’s an asshole but he’s MY asshole yk! it’s totally up to u, personally i’d wish he suffers a little n then gets redemption 🤕

also, how many chapters are u planning for the series? ^_^

i totally get you! honestly i don't even wanna make him suffer- (probably won't i'm weak) but my mind changes like every 2 seconds so lets see!

i'm not sure how long i wanna drag this story out for, this was originally a oneshot kinda story. it was gonna be like she was sad, they do the stuff, and everything is A-OKAY! but while writing it, my mind took a sad turn and i was like fuck it! and just started venting my delusions through this story.

it probably won't go past double digits, i would say max 6 chapters, 5 minimum. but like i said my mind's refresh rate is like through the roof! so who knows?

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member is babysat by Kwon Eunbi

A/N: Heyyy, I'm coming up with a lot of stuff for you guys so I can make up for the time I'm gone lol! Sry for taking so long to post :D I hope that my friend LyraHarris8 who gave me this idea on Wattpad likes it! :)

The request: Hi I want to request can you do where the members have to go away for a day and they ask eunbi(kwon eunbi) to look after y/n as y/n were still a minor and eunbi adore y/n. Eunbi play with y/n all day and at night y/n ask eunbi to cuddle and she thought it was adorable. Y/n really love her eunbi unnie. Thank you ❤️

PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, golden hue over the bustling city of Seoul. It was a rare day off for TWICE, the K-pop sensation that had taken the world by storm. But even on their days off, there were responsibilities to be met, and today was no different.

Y/N, the youngest member of the group and still a minor, had been left in the care of Kwon Eunbi, a former member of IZ*ONE and a close friend of the TWICE members. Eunbi adored Y/N like a little sister, and she had eagerly agreed to look after the young idol for the day while the rest of TWICE attended various appointments and meetings.

Eunbi arrived at the luxurious apartment building where Y/N lived with her older sisters, her heart fluttering with excitement. She had planned a day full of fun activities to keep the young idol entertained. As she stepped into the lobby, she was greeted by Y/N, who was dressed in comfortable loungewear and had a bright smile on her face.

Y/N - Eunbi unnie! 

Y/N yelled as she rushed over to hug Eunbi. 

Y/N - I'm so glad you're here!

Eunbi returned the hug warmly, her heart melting at the younger girl's enthusiasm. 

Eunbi - I'm happy to be here, baby. We're going to have so much fun today!

TWICE's honey nodded eagerly, her eyes shining with anticipation. 

Y/N - What are we going to do first, unnie?

Eunbi pulled out a list of activities she had prepared. 

Eunbi - Well, first, we're going to start with some arts and crafts. How does that sound, love?

Y/N's eyes lit up. 

Y/N - That sounds amazing, unnie!

They spent the morning crafting together, making colourful friendship bracelets, painting pictures, and laughing as they got paint on their hands and faces. Eunbi was amazed at her dongsang's creativity and artistic talent. She marvelled at how such a young idol could be so mature and talented.

After finishing their arts and crafts, they moved on to baking cookies. TWICE's cutie pie insisted on decorating them with beautiful icing and sprinkles, creating a delicious mess in the kitchen. Eunbi couldn't help but laugh at the youngest's enthusiasm and the way her face lit up with every successful batch of cookies.

As the day wore on, Eunbi took Y/N to a nearby park, where they played on the swings, had a picnic, and ran around like carefree children. Eunbi couldn't help but be amazed at Y/N's boundless energy and joy. She was a reminder of the simple pleasures in life that Eunbi sometimes forgot in her busy idol schedule.

As the sun began to set, they returned to TWICE's dorm. Eunbi had one more surprise in store for the young idol. She had set up a cosy blanket fort in the living room, complete with fairy lights and fluffy pillows. Y/N's eyes widened in awe as she stepped inside.

Y/N - Wow, unnie! This is incredible! 

Eunbi - I thought you might like it, hon. Now, what do you say we watch a movie and have a little snack? *smiling*

Y/N nodded enthusiastically, and they settled down in the blanket fort with a bowl of popcorn and a stack of DVDs. They chose a heartwarming animated film and snuggled under the blankets, their laughter filling the room as they watched the movie together.

As the movie neared its end, Y/N turned to Eunbi with a shy smile. 

Y/N - Unnie, can I ask you something?

Eunbi turned to her, curious. 

Eunbi - Of course, darling. What is it?

TWICE's lovebug hesitated for a moment before speaking softly. 

Y/N - Can we... cuddle?

Eunbi's heart melted at the girl's request. She had always seen her as a little sister, but in that moment, she realized just how much the young idol looked up to her and trusted her. Without hesitation, Eunbi wrapped her arms around Y/N and pulled her close, cuddling with her under the soft blankets.

Y/N let out a contented sigh and snuggled closer to Eunbi, resting her head on Eunbi's chest.

Y/N - Thank you, unnie. I really love you.

Tears pricked at the corners of Eunbi's eyes as she held her little sister close. 

Eunbi - I love you too, sweet girl. You mean the world to me.

They stayed like that for a while, watching the stars through the window as the night grew darker. Eunbi couldn't have asked for a more perfect day with Y/N. She cherished these moments when they could just be themselves, away from the glitz and glamour of the idol world.

Eventually, Y/N's eyelids grew heavy, and she yawned. Eunbi gently tucked her in, making sure she was warm and comfortable.

Eunbi - Goodnight, angel. *whispering*

Y/N - Goodnight, unnie *murmuring since she's already drifting off to sleep*

Eunbi watched over Y/N for a while, her heart full of love and gratitude. She knew that being an idol could be challenging, but moments like these made it all worthwhile. She was determined to be the best unnie she could be for Y/N and all the other members of TWICE.

As Eunbi settled down to sleep herself, she couldn't help but smile, feeling truly blessed to have Y/N in her life. It was a day she would cherish forever, a day filled with love, laughter, and the sweetest cuddles from the youngest member of TWICE. And this made her have only one thought:

We all love our dear maknae.

A/N: I'm sorry for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

[enstarrievalkyrie]

Hi! If you're doing reqs.. could you do a Shu x GN reader that really likes ice skating and that maybe Shu knows how to skate? Maybe he does or doesn't🤨

If you don't wanna do this request feel free to skip/ignore!!

Thankyou have a good day / night

Shu with a skater gn S/O

Note:Hey I'm back y'all V⁠●⁠ᴥ⁠●⁠V.hehe I only write when I'm in the mood so I'm sry if I reply late(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠).

• You first met Shu when you were a student in yumenosakuin.

• Being an ex competitive figure skater, you decided to try something new. That's how u got into yumenosaki academy.

• Shu heard rumours about a new student coming to take in idol/producer course. If you are a girl he was kinda be surprised (cuz apparently girls are rare in yumenosaki).

• When you first came he just took some glance of you but made no deal about it.

• Your first interaction with him was prolly when you are looking at the different clubs to decide what to join

"What? You don't know how to sew?"

"...."

"Ahem!, it's alright, I'm sure I could teach you a thing or two"

• Once he discover that you were a skater before you came here he was quite shock. Lowkey asked whether he can see your costumes.

• There comes a day where you guys are close enough(dating😙) for you to take him to a ice rink.

• He would be clinging onto you for dear life and you really be giggling at him while he was suffering with a blush.

• You hold his hand with both of your hands and slowly starts to move.

•It won't take long for him to learn how to skate as he is good with his steps.

• So you choreograph a mini routine for you and him.

• He would be so proud of himself and including your praises, his ego boost.

• He be bragging all of it to his friends

" Hmph, sorry but I'm not available on that day, I'm busy practicing my skating for a dance,"

" What?! Since when were you taking skating!?"

"Ever since my S/O came into my life, I've been discovering new fascinating things,"😌

•his friends would be tired of hearing bout you but he just couldn't stop.

• He be talking about it with Mika.

• He would take Mika to the rink to enhance his 'creativity' and acts as if he is his personal coach. Not that Mika is complaining tho. To him it's kinda of like a second maintenance so he's happy (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

• Definitely made his own outfit as well as yours. It would take longer tho cuz he gotta stick the runestones individually.

• If you are a competitive skater, you can find him in the crowd holding a sign board. He's kinda embarrassed but continues it for his S/O.

• He would be so proud to see you win while wearing the outfit he made and even prouder when you tell the interviewers about it<⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>.

[d-nessi]

A/N:

Oh boy that chapter is huuuge and took me 4 days. And as if this is not enought I need holy water after writing that filthy but cuuute fic. I lose control on some point, the reason it's so long. Sry but hope you like it❤️

WARNING: little bit of agression, being jealous, sickness,!! masturbation and smut is clearly marked!! Bella is a completely innocent potat and for me it was my first soft smut....hope it's not too trashy

Wordcount: 4k ...holy clicker....

Proofread: yes but I'm german as always so... ;)

Love that song and thought it fits perfect for this chapter♡

CHAPTER 4

♡IF I ONLY COULD♡

"bless you Honey" Bella sneezes.

"you ok?" I ask them.

"yeah I'm fine thanks" he smiles at me while we grab our luggage at the calgary airport, wrapped up tightly cause of the weather that hits us all pretty hard.

-22 degrees and pure white snow everywhere covers the world. "We should stop landing on different planets" I laugh and grab my tissue out of my pocket.

While we are about to leave the airport we hear someone calling "Bellie!" Almost cinematic, Bella turns around, her look which immediately tells me that she knows exactly who is calling her.

There it is! The huge and incredibly sweet grin of her!

With a speed she is embraced, not by anyone no. There is only one who makes her laugh like that and that is papa Pedro. Even I have to smile broadly.

This happy mood is so contagious!

"Pedro, you're here already? God, I missed you so much all this time," she says so british I could melt.

"Bella, it's so good to see you here again! Aaaaaand yes I am already here today because I have to go through some scenes with Craig and Neil.

There's a lot coming up" He winks at her and then looks at me, who waits patiently.

"And who is this pretty young lady?" he asks smiling at me.

"aah so Pedro that's Y/N. Y/N? That's Pedro" Bella seems pretty happy which also makes me happy.

"It's an honor to meet you, Bella told me a lot about your time on set. I'm glad you took such good care of her" I tell him, which makes him look mischievously at Bella, as if he knew directly what was going on between us.

A real daddy. Pedro looks at his watch and gets a little hectic.

"I'm running out of time, I'll see you on set in the next few weeks! Adiós cariños" He waves as he leaves and Bella looks after him wistfully.

"Zaddy huh?" I give her a cheeky grin and she punches me on my arm. "Come on let's go before we freeze here".

With our luggage we move on until we finally arrive at our hotel room. "How did you stand it on the first shoot? This is inhumanly cold."

"eating a lot of healthy food and going pretty often outside." she says while unpacking her bag. She sneezes again and grabs a towel. "I need a hot bath. Tomorrow is the meeting with Neil right after breakfast."

"alright!" I throw myself on the bed and close my eyes while Bella takes a bath.

------NEXT DAY AT THE MEETING-----

"Neiiil it's so nice to see you again" Bella hugs him with joy.

"Y/N!" I introduce myself and can't believe I'm in front of the head of Naughty Dog. "it's an absolutely honor to meet you! I really enjoyed every game you made!" I tell him in awe.

"so what is the next game your working on?" I look cheeky with the knowledge that he will not tell me anyway.

He looks mysterious and pretends not to know. A Cough. No not because Neil Druckman wants to distract.

No that came from Bella this time again.

"So let's get started right away! This way. There are a total of just over 600 women who have applied for Dina. a few of them are on the shortlist. we'll look at all of them and you Bella make it clear which ones you have a good feeling about."

"all right" she says rather absently and takes her text sheet in her hand. Again a cough as she tries to talk to the various Dina performers.

I can feel the tension emanating from Bella all the way to me. Something is not right.

I go closer to her to make sure that everything is in order since we are here for about 3 hours. The Dina actress also comes close to her, almost too close.

"Bella?" Neil looks questioningly at her as she makes no more sound.

I was about to push my way through when Bella collapses and the actress representing Dina catches her. She holds her bridal style which almost makes me puke.

"Bella! What's going on!?" I ask with concern all over my face.

"I don't know. We were just saying our lines and then she collapsed," the Dina actress says, looking worriedly at Bella, grabbing her forehead and putting her forehead against Bella's so she can better feel if he has a fever. "Give him to me!" my tone is anything but relaxed.

"I'll take her to the doctor" says the actress.

Bella is breathing heavily and obviously sweating, which only makes me more anxious.

"I told you to hand her over to me!!!" Without realizing that my tone sounds almost aggressive, I get almost threateningly close to the actress, who hands Bella to me, completely perplexed.

"I will immediately request the doctor to your hotel room, don't worry Y/N." Neil puts a hand on my shoulder and I leave together with Bella in bridal style the set, back to our room.

"I'm so sorry babe...I knew something was wrong. I shouldn't have let you go."

Her breath is still fast and short, totally sweaty, she doesn't even have the strength to hold on to me anymore.

"Y/N....." she whispers almost inaudibly while I look at her with a sad face.

"here we go" Arrived I immediately put her to bed her whole body shaking terribly.

"it's ok sweety...I'm here I promise" I cuddle up to him for now, take him in my arms and put my chin on his head.

Firmly gripped, he snuggles close to me and mumbles inaudibly something to himself. Completely exhausted, Bella tries to control her breathing, which is almost impossible due to the trembling.

"You're burning up...I'll get you something to cool you down"

With the cool cloth on his forehead I try to lower his temperature a bit. "If I only could swap places with you...If I only could be sick...not you"

"mmmhh...." Bella whimpers and is completely drenched in sweat.

"can you change your clothes? you're freezing because you're all sweaty babe" I say calmly but Bella shakes her head. "ok do you want me to help you?" a normal question.

She nods and tries to sit up with all her strength.

"ok hands up sweety" without much effort I have the hoodie in my hand.

quite clever Bella.........no bra.

I put the hoodie aside while Bella doesn't even notice that she is sitting topless in front of me.

Damn!

I swallow, bite my lower lip with all my might.

Pull yourself together shit! I thought, while grabbing a loose shirt and pull it over her head.

"thaaat's a good boy" I joke, looking down at his trousers. "lay down then we'll have it done in a minute. The doctor will be here soon as well."

He lies down, his breath still faster than usual, I reach for his waistband.

If I didn't know better, he'd be bright red because of my actions.

I blame the fever. Trousers off and aside my gaze falls on his panties and I pray to God that this is now only wet because of all the sweat.

"jesus...." I say inaudibly and want to grab the new one as Bella grabs me by my arm, pulls powerless and looks at me completely blurred. "B...Bella....what..." I stammer "you have to put something on or you'll soon have pneumonia" I look at her worriedly, but she absentmindedly grabs my hand and leads it between her legs directly on her panties.

This is now a joke. my totally sick girlfriend is so delirious with fever that she can't even think straight. great! "Sweety your completely out of mind...come on" I take my hand back to me, breath deeply and want to put on her new shorts. When I start to put them on, she pulls her legs towards her and pouts while looking at me almost pathetically begging for more.

"Bella....if you want to make out ok, but not now and not when you're so sick!" I say with a stern look and put my hand on her thigh. "It's not that I don't want to but I want you to be yourself." Fuck I don't even know how much experience she has.

"We just leave the shorts off" I say relaxed and with a kiss on her thigh I wanted to cuddle up to her as it knocks on the door. I open and the doctor comes in, goes to her and looks at her more closely.

"I can reassure you, this is a common flu infection. in 2-3 days she should be much better!" He puts medicine on the table and wishes her a speedy recovery as he leaves.

"Well thank god it's nothing worse...so...let's give you your medicine and relax more" I say while I get everything ready, give it to her and finally nuzzle up to her. "the actress tho......" My face completely thoughtful while whispering.

----------------2 Days later----------‐-------

Bella is doing much better so he has decided to go back to work without remembering everything that happens the day he collapsed. Everyone is pleased to see that he is already feeling better. And as if I would have thought it, the same actress who grabbed Bella shows up.

"hey Bella are you feeling better?"

"yes thank you" he smiles simply and grabs his script. Almost affectionate as a dog, she creeps around Bella and speaks her lines.I sit in the background and trust Bella completely. When it comes to acting, she's a natural, she doesn't have to prove anything to anyone anymore.

A flurry of activity ensues when Pedro suddenly appears. Bella totally happy hugs him and they talk about various things.

everyone laughs and the actress of Dina becomes super pushy. Bella obviously a bit annoyed takes it easy, which is not the case with me. This bitch gets on my nerves! Pedro greets Neil while Bella and the actress continue with the rehearsals.

"ugh... ok I think that's enough for now." Bella looks at the list of all the performers when he suddenly feeling hands on his shoulders.

"let's rehearse some other lines, i can recite some more!" the actress shouting completely weird.

Awkwardly Bella turns away and gives her a 'WTF' look."

"ah....sorry I have enou--"

"get your fucking hands off of her! I swear!" I walk over to Bella, all eyes on me. "don't you fucking dare touch her again!" i look at her like a mother wolf defending her young, ready to do anything.

"everything good here? stay calm" is the first thing pedro says. I stare at the actress and want to turn around when I hear her snort arrogantly. "Who are you to tell me what to do!"

".........."

I turn around, ready to kick her ass, but I don't get far. "HEY HEY relax!" shouts Neil and he and Bella hold me tight so I don't tear her apart.

"you fucking chick keep your hands better off of my girlfriend!" I growl at that bitch and I swear if they weren't holding me she would be the next bloater in the show without any recognition value.

Bella grabs my face in her hands "babe it's ok calm down I don't give a shit about her I promise you." She tries to placate me with a goddamn sweet look. "She just wanted to act for the show".

"Yeah... Exactly....." I said ironically

"Enough here now. You pack your things and get out! We'll find someone else for this part" The actress disappears and I sulk after her while Neil lets go of me. Bella also takes an annoyed breath and goes to Neil. "please don't blame her, the actress was very pushy" she explains relaxed.

"I understand, just let's get on with it already. something like that can't happen again!" Neil makes clear while Bella looks down at her feet reproachfully as she feels Pedro's hands on her back .

"nice that you have someone who is obviously very important to you" he winks at Bella and claps his hands. "so let's just get on with the work and relax. VAMOS!"

Neil looks around at the other actresses and takes a cup of coffee. "Twenty minute break and then we'll continue. We don't have too much time left today." I go and find a quiet spot away from them.

The rest of the day was quiet and Bella took her role as ellie very serious. Unbelievable how she is so in charakter while acting. it's like seeing the ellie from the show, not my bella.

Well thats also pretty hot, I smile and still have a guilty conscience. the thought that this actress touched bella makes me sick to my stomach. So they call this professional? don't make me laugh....

"Hey Ellie! Look at me. It's Okay! your Home. Your Home!" The Dina actress speaks her line while Bella going nuts in this awfull scene I remember of the game. She is unbelievable. It's as if she's really experiencing these terrifying flashbacks.

I rest while the exercises come to an end and finally we can go back in our hotelrooms. The way back was silent. Bella is obviously exhausted and I'm still pissed about the stupid actress. When I arrive, I close the door in annoyance and look at Bella without a word, who just throws herself on the bed.

"Y/N are you ok? I mean come on....she just touched me...nothing serious." Bella gets up and comes towards me.

"where did she touch you?" I stand in front of her completely indifferent.

"what...?" Bella looks at me confused.

"show it to me..." I move closer, place both my arms by the sides of her head and lightly press her against the wall while looking into her eyes.

"W...why is that important?"

"because I will clean every single spot"

"And...how...? She looks at me almost helplessly.

"I'm gonna...." I start kissing her neck very gently than slowly work my way to her shoulder, making sure every single spot is mine. ".....Kiss every single spot on you where you've been touched" I say teasingly, a sweet moan escapes her mouth and her breathing becomes faster. damn she likes it....

but this satisfaction isn't enough for me......

every single kiss becomes more greedy and makes her body tremble. Doesn't seem like anyone has ever done it to her when she's that sensitive. "mhm..." a short whimper comes out while she loses all strength in her legs and sinks to the ground.

I squat down and give her a cheeky look. "Already done?" I get closer to see her sweaty face. "Babe everything alright? was I too bo--l-...." She interrupts me with a kiss, so I fall back on the floor with her, with my back to the bed and looks at me expectantly.

"...how experienced are you?" I almost whisper.

"had never the chance to make some..." she says a little ashamed and blushes.

I smile lovingly and take her cheek in my hand. "It's ok baby, then let's have this experience together. I've never been with a woman myself so...at least it's a little bit new for me as well.

She looks at me uncertainly and I kiss her carefully and tenderly on her soft lips, but she finds it difficult to respond.

"you wanna wait? it's ok...you decide when time is perfect" she looks so incredibly innocent I just wanna give her the pleasure of her life.

"just a little...I need time to think about it' or to...prepare" She stands up and takes a breath. "Honestly? That felt nice" She smiles really wide at me, just the kind of smile that could melt me.

GAAAWD

"can you stop being so cute!? or otherwise I can't resist anymore" I laugh and poke her in the stomach. "Let's just snuggle and go sleeping. I have a whole workday on my laptop tomorrow while your being my ellie" I wink to her, grab her and throw her on the bed, she completely laughing.

--------------NEXT DAY---------------

The day starts pretty simply as we woke up. She is already awake, ready to continue rehearsing and bent over me to give me a soft kiss on my sleepy lips.

"see you this evening my darling" she said in the most british way I could just die. Her british acent is to damn hot as if the queen westeros speaks in person right next to me. Better don't call her Lady I thought and start to get ready as well.

Everyone spent today with their work without any further complications and I can't wait to take a hot shower and go to our bed.

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡WARNING SMUT ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

(SKIP CHAP. IF U'R UNCOMFORTABLE)

I unlock the door and put my key down, take off my shoes and am about to enter the room when I hear strange noises. I stare at the door to our room and blink a few times because what I'm hearing sounds like someone having a hell of a time without me.

I peek through the door and I wish my eyes hadn't seen it THIS. There she lies completely naked and plays with her fingers in places that I would love to play. Her sweet and wet folds screaming for love.

Her movements looks clumsy almost helpless and fuck....I would help her so bad that only the thought of it gives me goosebumps everywhere.

She really tries hard and right now I understand what she's been meaning to 'prepare'. She looks like she doesn't do it that much. Did she ever cum on her own? All the thoughts making me nuts.

My heart is racing and I take a few steps back as Bella keeps moaning softly.

Shouldn't she still be on set for the night rehearsal? I grab the front doorknob to open the door only to slam it shut with a jerk.

Loud enough for Bella to hear. I wait a moment and walk slowly to the door, spy in and see that she's covered by her blanket.

well... "hey Bells sweety your tired? Thought you had to work through the whole night" I walk in.

"That's been postponed until tomorrow so I'm already there." Her voice is slightly shaky.

I can literally see that she's horny.

"I'll take a quick shower and then I'll go to bed with you"

Only briefly inside I come out of the bathroom. Her look almost hurts. She looks unrelaxed and her legs are visibly tense under the covers. Only with a towel around I look at her pitifully.

"How do you stand it?" I come to the edge of her bed and sit down. "I heard you when I came home"

Bella hides more under her blanket

"Without you, I didn't think much about it...but since I've had you, I've had this feelings again and again...." She looks at me for help, almost begging. I look at her and run my hand under the covers along her thighs the reason Bella melts already by that touch.

"I think your body would appreciate letting me blow off some pressure" I whisper softly.

"It's so embarrassing" She hides under her blanket, bright red in the face.

"Oh dear, it doesn't have to be. I just want you to feel good." I'd better keep the fact that my heart is racing to myself and crawl under the covers to her, can smell every scent from her body. He's screaming for relief so bad. I bend over her while supporting myself with my hands on the sides of her head.

"Don't worry, I'll do it very gently." She nods, her breathing shaky full of excitement.

"Tell me when I should stop" Still under the blanket, I bend down to her and start kissing her neck tenderly.

Soft moans escape her innocent lips and suddenly she grabs my towel. Her beautiful fawn eyes looking at me.

"It would only be fair if you weren't wearing anything either" she says with a shy gaze.

I smirk and let her undress me.

"your so beautiful" realizing what she is doing she gets tears in her eyes, covering the face with her hands. I gently grab them and kiss her tears away. "are you ok?" I said so calmly even a mountain lion could be tamed.

"yeah..it's just....I...I'm so happy right now" she smiles a bit embarrassed.

"well that's good. I wanna make you even more happy" I smile cheekily and kiss her softly on the mouth, deepen it and feel her hips press against me, giving me goose bumps everywhere. I work my way down to her chest and look at her almost begging. She nods shyly and small noises exiting her innocent lips, hips bucking under my touch.

Bella is already close to heaven I can feel it, her body already slightly shaking. While her breath getting more ponderous under her sinnful moans I keep working my way down, stopping right befor her most sensitive spot.

"can I touch you?" I breathe heavily, my heart to excited to beating correctly.

She hesitate for a single moment but nods, me pushing the blanket out of my fucking sight to pet her slit gently. A sudden moan escapes her mouth.

"holy shit....your so wet....and all for me!" While I realize where my fingers are right now, especially WHO I gave the pleasure I start to going nuts. I can barely hold myself back, the reason I kiss her clit making Bella to a moaning mess.

"Y.....Y/N..." Her moans starting getting heavier, her back arching off the bed begging for so much more of the sensation.

"w...weird feeling...w....please wait!"

"you ever cum by yourself baby?" I ask with a husky voice and move my hand a little bit slower. She shakes her head no and I start to move my hand faster, not thinking about to stop. "Y/N! wait i....it's so weird!" she moans ungodly under my kisses I startet again on her clit.

"it's ok......let it come. you will love it" I say between the kisses and can feel she wants to squeezes her shaking tighs. "t.....to much...it's to much oh gawd!" her moans complete out of control sounding almost pornographic while she tries to keep her breath.

"there you go darling" I can feel her whole pussy throbbing more, getting pretty intens and I speed up.

"I can't.....I can't contr...ol...feels...so good"

"cum all for me baby!" She screams so sinnfull and her whole body is trembeling while experiencing the feeling for the first time. "what a brave queen..." I kiss her belly, teasing her a bit more and finally let her calm down.

"holy fuck.....that was....-"

"intense?" I give her a sweet smile and cuddle up to her, taking the blanket that we're not getting cold.

"I never thought it would be so good" she says so british again I have to kiss her right now. She not that shy anymore deepens the kiss and whimpers in it.

"someone enjoyed the taste and wants more huh?" I look resolutely into her eyes.

"you're awesome Y/N" she kisses me.

"no.....you're awesome....you're everything for me...seriously. I think I love you Bella" I never was this serious in my life. Bella looks overwhelmed and just snuggles up to me with no response. That's enough for me...... for now.

Yeeeah so here we go. If u liked it show me if u want I'm just curious if its not trash😭

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[a-certain-elf]

❤️ first kiss / realization - You know who

Do I know who? I think I do :)

Janai was sitting alone in her tent, demoralized by her failed attempt to retake Lux Aurea. They achieved nothing and lost alot of sunfire and human lives in the progress. She had kept her feelings at bay and focused to get the rest of her people back to the camp but once she was left alone she crumbled.

Amaya had a feeling that it effected Janai deeply and visited her "friend" after giving Commander Gren and the rest of the soldiers orders to take care of the wounded. Gren understood what she wanted to do in that moment, what she needed to do.

Janai heard the unmistakable clanking of Amayas armor approaching before she entered the tent. They didn't confess their feelings for each other yet. Both knew that there was something but they never found the time to put it into words or actions.

They locked eyes as soon as Amaya walked in. She didn't waste any time and crossed the short distance between them and sat down right next to Janai. A concerned look on her face as she began to speak.

"Don't give up"

It was a simple phrase so Janai could understand. She wasn't as proficient in sign language as she wanted to be yet. It was enough to understand and speak short sentences however.

"I know", she said, "but it's going to get even harder now than it was before and I don't know if I have the strength to keep going." Tears began rolling down her face.

"You don't have to do it alone, I'm not going anywhere." Amaya signed and took Janais hand, gently stroking the back of it with her thumb.

"I know. Thank you" Janai closed her eyes and noticably relaxed thanks to Amaya.

They sat in comfortable silence for a while. When Janai regained her composure she turned her face towards Amaya with a thoughtful expression. The human raised an Eyebrow and signed "what?"

"I've been a coward. All this time I wasn't sure how to act. Unsure how to proceed. Afraid of what would happen if I..." she trailed of and inched closer to Amaya. Her eyes widened and she started blushing. Her eyes darting between Janais eyes and her mouth.

"But I'm no longer afraid. What I need to do, need to say is now clear to. Through everything you've been by my side as a... friend. That is not enough anymore."

Janai gently caressed Amayas cheek and both of them slowly closed the gap until their lips met. It was the most intoxicating feeling for both of them. Finally they had an answer to the question they both had.

They broke their kiss and rested their foreheads against each other while smiling like fools. Amaya was the first to speak, signing "I love you" quickly followed by Janai signing the same.

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Just a snipped huh....yeah we don't do those here. Sry.

Thanks for the ask/prompt!

[silverskull]

I'll Always Be

(long notes ahead - it's the last day of Chenford Week!)

Chenford Week 2023

Day 7: Free Day

Inspired by a quote and a song & Chenford + that UC life.

This was originally going to be my Day 6 fic, but I really liked how it turned out, and it had the emotional punch I wanted to end my Chenford Week contribution with, so I did a swaperoo.

The song that inspired me was Lover Please Stay - Nothing But Thieves and the quote below is from Steve Goodier:

As much as I enjoy romance, it’s commitment that I need the most. I need to know a love I can depend on, a love that says, “I will be with you through it all. I love you. And I will love you even when you may not be all that lovable, for sometimes I'm not very lovable either. You can count on me - always." - Steve Goodier

I would highly recommend you listen to Consolations of Philosophy - Max Richter (Black Mirror, Nosedive) while you read this. It's got the painful but hopeful undercurrent I felt while writing this.

And lastly, Thank You for Chenford Week, to the organisers, the creators and participants, and most of all - you - the people who read and reblog and leave comments and generally keep the encouragement train chugging along. You have no idea how much your kindness and enthusiasm means to me when I see it. My thanks, as always, to Amanda, for being a listening ear and an eager cheerleader whenever I needed it. 💖

Full fic below the cut (3,800) or here on AO3.

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The Teska case was just the beginning.

Of course it was. He knew it would be.

Lucy was so good, that soon other stations started requesting her services.

It started with Noah Foster, something small, up in Victorville. Tim had no reason to be there, and besides, she’d be going under with Noah. Tim trusted Noah.

Or, at least, Tim trusted Lucy.

So he waited in Mid-Wilshire, biding his time with drug seizures and cartel deconstruction, celebrating the wins by sharing his steak with Kojo and, at the weekends, taking Tamara out for whatever weird popup restaurant took her fancy.

Noah’s handler emailed him daily. All fine, no updates. It wasn’t very informative, but he hung onto the first two words for dear life.

One day, the email was late, and he allowed an hour, then two to pass, and was pacing in the tiny path of his office, his thumb hovering over the call button, when the phone sprang to life in his hands. All fine, takedown has begun. Sry for delay.

She was home within the week, and though he’d been on the phone with her almost every hour since she’d dropped her cover, there was nothing like being able to hold her in his arms. She completed her debrief in Victorville so she could go straight home to him, and despite all the promises he’d made on the phone, he found all he wanted to do was squeeze her into him, meld their bodies together right there where they stood in the living room, until she was part of him and he’d never have to let her go again.

***

Three weeks with Noah paled in comparison to a month and a half under, somewhere out between Hollenbeck and Monterey Park.

It was too high-level for him to get away with being her handler again, and his only consolation was that this time, instead, it was Nyla. He could accost her for updates whenever he wanted (even though she’d literally set her phone to forward texts from Lucy’s UC number to his), and whenever there was movement, she’d call him over to observe.

He wasn’t going to say anything, but watching Lucy on the screen probably didn’t make it any easier. At least when she was in Victorville, he knew so little about what was going on, that his mind would spin from one crazy possibility to another with no coherent thought. This time, knowing what she was getting into, seeing footage from the hidden cameras of the squat houses and factories she was spending her days in, it sent his imagination into overdrive; picking one link from what he’d seen and tangling himself up in a chain of morbid scenarios.

He was staying in Lucy’s apartment this time - closer to the station, and with traces of her scent in every corner. Tamara came back from college for a week, and it was good for him. They watched movies and went for a hike - things they’d have done anyway if Lucy was there. She made Lucy’s sleepy tea for him and, somehow, it helped. The herb and camomile taste on his tongue, Lucy’s pillow under his nose, Tamara humming along to her earbuds out in the living room. 

He woke one night to a panicked call from Nyla, his legs engaging auto-pilot and dragging him down to his truck in his pyjamas before he had even unscrambled her words.

“There’s been a shoot-out! We’ve lost contact! Lucy’s hurt!”

They were gathered around the monitors on Nyla’s desk, nothing to do but wait for a signal from Hollenbeck Division that they were clear to move out. Harper replayed the footage for him: a night-vision camera in the corner of a meth lab, flashing between light and dark as gunfire sprayed throughout the room. Lucy flew into the frame, throwing her body over a young man crouched behind some pallets, and he could see her shirt rip when the bullet hit, billowing out from her and knocking the two of them over. Something hit the camera then, and it fell, giving one spinning whirl of frantic black and white spirals before cutting out altogether.

He didn’t want to leave, but Nyla suggested that he’d be more useful in his uniform than his pyjamas, and he sprinted to the locker room to change out. He was just tightening the belt on his pants when she burst in through the door, yelling at him that Hollenbeck had finally called for backup. He’d grabbed his duty belt and bodycam, requisitioning Officer Jan and his already-stocked shop, and finished dressing in the passenger’s seat as they sped down the I-10.

It took less than thirty minutes to get to the scene, but it felt like hours, his skin crawling and his muscles cramping with anxiety. Jan wisely stayed silent, his eyes on the road, following the line of shops ahead of them.

She was shot.

She was shot.

She. was. shot.

They’d been lucky so far, and it might have been naïve to imagine such luck would hold out forever, but he knew her better than his own hands, and she could talk her way out of any situation. Why did she run into this fray? Why did she risk her life for some random kid?

It didn’t matter that he didn’t know the boy. He knew the answer: She was Lucy. She was a good person, and she was in this job to help people.

The vehicles ahead of them pulled into a parking lot, and Tim was out almost before Jan had put the shop in park. Ambulances and cruisers littered the area, and he could see a short line of handcuffed suspects, bloody and dishevelled, waiting to be loaded off to lockup.

“Bradford!”

Nyla was running towards him, an unfamiliar man at her side - no, not unfamiliar; he was Lucy’s handler.

“She’s okay, Tim. She’s okay.”

They directed him to an ambulance, and he jogged over, yanking the door open before the EMTs could stop him, and there she was.

Sitting on the stretcher, a medic wrapping thick gauze around her upper arm, and before he could think, she was in his arms, her good hand stroking through his hair and down his back, whispering a steady stream of reassurances into his ear.

A flesh wound. A small chip in her humerus. Surgery to remove the bullet and bandage up the tear. A few weeks of physio and reintegration therapy (for her and him). Slow and steady return to normal work operations.

She needed more than twenty-four hours this time. So did he.

But they managed.

They pulled through.

***

She graduated to P3. Passed the Detective’s exam (her second attempt) a month later.

Moved out from Grey and over to Carradine, and suddenly she was practically her own boss. Picking and choosing from the cream of the caseloads, fending off offers from other departments and divisions. It was like nothing he’d ever seen before. Nyla stood beside him in the breakroom, watching through the window as Lucy gave a talk to a unit from West Valley in the briefing room. They had their own UCs in play, but when she’d declined their offer to enter the field, they jumped at the chance to hear her speak instead.

“That’s my girl,” Nyla said, folding her arms and smirking like a proud mother hen.

“That’s literally my girl,” Tim grouched, gripping his duty belt and stamping his foot petulantly.

There were multiple short-terms after that. A week here, two or three there. Nyla or Angela always took point, their trio as smooth as a well-oiled machine. They kept him looped in, set up small meet points where possible. Just about refrained from calling them ‘conjugal visits’ - to his face at least.

And they carried on.

***

He brought up the topic of kids first.

Something about grandchildren; linked it back to her joke from their early date nights. Tried to make it sound as unrehearsed as possible.

She smiled, curled closer into him, tickled her fingers under his jaw.

Saw right through his ruse.

“I can’t go undercover if I’m pregnant. I won’t. So… not yet, okay?”

He pulled her in close, pressing kisses into the crown of her head.

She was right there in his arms, and he was already missing her.

***

Her longest assignment wasn’t even planned.

It was another of her ‘two-to-three week’ stints, and (as always) he was willing to believe the lie.

He should have sounded the alarm.

Going into month four, she was no nearer to upending the operation, and she was contacting Nyla less and less often. They were clear on their objectives, and she’d unearthed the names of most of the main players, but as she wove herself in closer to the command structure, the more time they gave it, the better the opportunity for a takedown grew.

All the same, he could see that it made Angela uneasy.

Nyla was better at disguising it, but she’d chewed through every pen on her desk at that point, and Officer Francis in Stationery Supplies refused to give her any more.

He’d only met with Lucy three times - barely even once a month.

It would start with a hug, him trying to see through her eyes, into her soul, to check that she was still the same. She was usually more physical, latching herself onto him and pulling at his clothes until he gave in and let her have what she wanted.

It seemed like them, as they lay there afterwards. It was their skin, their sweat, their smell… But it felt like they were only playing a part. She was sweet and gentle, smiling up at him and brushing her fingers along his neck and collar bones. He was calm and steady, relaying innocuous news about the children they knew, or Kojo’s new buddies at the dog park. 

He wanted to stop her, wade in and beg her to drop out. Ask her to come back with him and leave this life behind. Run, run away, far away, before it was too late.

The only thing that stopped was her steady reassurance.

“I’ve got this, Tim. You know I do. You trained me.”

He laughed at that. He’d given her a real-life interpretation of the rule book, backed her up the first times she ever encountered basic situations.

This? This skillset she’d developed and become discreetly famous for?

This was all her.

She was more talented than anyone he’d ever known.

So he trusted her.

And he let her go at the end of each of their nights together.

***

The showdown came almost unexpectedly.

Lucy barely had time to forewarn Harper and Lopez, and suddenly he was on the response team coordinating with Patrol and SWAT and Metro. Even Garza and his people from the FBI dropped in, lured by the promise of a tri-state takedown.

One week after her warning, they descended on the warehouses. Armoured vehicles and helicopters, sirens and bullhorns and ambulances all converging in the same square mile.

He hadn’t seen her for over a month at that stage. Six months - plus - undercover. 

Nyla intervened to arrest her when he stalled. Lucy had emerged from the warehouse like a wraith, dirty, with her clothes torn and her shoes scuffed. There were bags under her eyes and she’d gotten thin - thin to the point of boniness. Her face was drawn, and there was no recognition in her eyes.

Harper packed her into a shop and drove them straight to St Stephens.

He’d stayed with Grey and Carradine, mentally reeling and allowing the other two men to issue the orders. Grey could see right through him, and Carradine knew enough to give him space. Gil had eventually returned from the warehouse and, on seeing Tim, offered to take command of the Metro unit. Grey had agreed with the idea, and shuffled Tim over to Nolan, ordering him to drive straight to the hospital.

Incredibly, Nolan was silent, offering only one small encouragement before he put the shop in drive.

“She’s still Lucy. She’s still our Lucy.”

It may have been as much for his own benefit as Tim’s, but Tim clung to it, repeating it over and over again, mantra-like, in his head as they neared the hospital.

She’s still Lucy.

She’s still Lucy.

She’s still Lucy.

***

Nyla met them at the hospital doors.

“She’s dehydrated and exhausted. Definitely malnourished. They’ve got her on an I/V and bloodwork report is underway.” She held out a hand to stop him, her fingers firm against his chest. “Be careful with her, Tim.”

He tiptoed up to her room, hovering in the shadows beyond the window in her door before he entered. She was framed in the glass, portrait-mode, surrounded by wires and tubes. They’d changed her into a hospital gown, and it drowned her, the fabric pooling in deep folds around her tiny body. Her skin was still dirty, her eyes glazed and far away. 

Even her fingers were still, sitting in her lap like wilted flowers.

He knocked softly, pushing the door open and meeting her eyes as she looked up at him.

His words lodged in his throat at her expressionless gaze, and he nearly stumbled as he forced himself to walk to her bedside. Her eyes were dry, but he could feel his own welling up, and he turned to look for a chair, clearing his throat and giving himself a moment to swallow the tears.

“Tim.”

He almost tripped again, turning and falling back into the chair in his hurry to respond to her. She unfolded one small hand, holding it palm-up on the bedspread for him to take. He did so without looking, wrapping it in both of his and drawing it up to his lips. 

“I don’t want to do it any more. UC. I’m out. I’m done.”

He tightened his grip on her hand, the tears returning and falling on their joined fingers as he nodded, slowly at first, and then more emphatically, his tears tracing streaky paths along the dirt worn into her knuckles.

***

It had taken much longer for her to come back to herself this time.

Her psychologist praised her, and he knew in his heart that her methods were good, but she’d still get that faraway look that frightened him sometimes, zoning off in the middle of a movie, or when they went on walks around the neighbourhood with Kojo.

Being active drew her back into herself. Taking sunset hikes, camping beside running water, even the rhumba class that Tamara had signed them up for at the community centre.

Carradine signed her off as ‘fit for duty’ within a few weeks.

Harper and Lopez were diligent, assigning her to cases that had nothing even remotely to do with her UC stint, and ensuring that one or other of them was always with her in her first few months back. Nolan and Thorsen played their usual selves, laid back and calm, throwing around silly jokes that soon got her laughing again.

Genny took her out almost every week. She didn’t know the details of the case, but she’d missed her confidant, so it was good for both of them to have some non-cop heart-to-hearts.

And Tim was always there.

Beside her, or in the next room, or at the other end of the phone.

She slowly got used to talking to him again. Started dropping tidbits from her op when they were alone together. Phoned him up when her breath started to get shallow. Dug her nails into his muscles and tried to crawl into his flesh at night.

After the first month back, her nightmares got bad.

The psychologist said it was a good sign; that she was comfortable enough to switch off completely in her sleep and work through the issues haunting her subconscious.

Soon, he was the one with bags under his eyes.

He’d wake up, her fingers scrabbling at his chest or his face, her breath hitching in panicked sobs, and he couldn’t tell if she was back in the barrel or undercover, but he’d soothe her, smoothing her hair away from her face and talking to her in a low murmur until she either woke up, or gasped and settled back into sleep.

The times she woke, the look in her eyes scared him. Far away and lost; a frightened creature rather than his Lucy.

Once she knew him again, she’d crawl into his chest, tap tap tapping at his heart to make sure it was real, and he’d keep rubbing her back and whispering in her ear until her breathing steadied and she’d fallen into slumber again.

Slowly, she changed.

Her laugh came easier, her eyes grew brighter, and her cheeks filled out into the smiling dimples he’d missed so much. 

She grew more affectionate, reaching for his hand, or bumping him with her shoulder when they were out together. More like her old self.

One day he caught her humming in the kitchen, dusting off the glasses on the high shelf. She’d decided to have a party and invite their friends, and he was willing to do anything - anything she asked. Even suffer an evening of Nolan and Bailey yammering on endlessly about their honeymoon.

It all went surprisingly smoothly, only one averted panic attack in the bedroom, which Harper and Lopez easily covered for.

After that, it was like she’d broken the ice, and she started doing the things she loved once more: going for coffees with the rookies at the station (“Everyone needs a mentor, Tim!”) or signing them both up for yoga retreats at the weekends (“We need a detox from tacos, come on!”).

Soon she started broaching narcotics cases again, dipping her toes into cartel infiltration from the safer side of the desk. Her therapist was on call, but she found she was able to take it, handing over to Harper only once or twice when the memories bubbled too close to the surface.

Within the year, he felt like she was truly back to herself. A little layer of darkness, ringed into the story of her life like circles on a tree, but she’d survived and grown, and so had he, tangling the branches of his life ever closer with hers.

One morning, with Kojo still at Genny’s, he took her for a hike. She muttered and complained - too dark, too early, too far away - but she dressed in her hiking gear and knotted her hair into a bun on the top of her head, following him out to the truck with her backpack and dozing in the passenger’s seat while he drove.

Runyon Canyon wasn’t far, but in the early morning darkness it seemed more ominous than he’d have liked. She didn’t complain however, realising his plan was to arrive at the overlook by sunrise, and he rattled his backpack at her with a smile, indicating that breakfast was inside once they stopped.

It was a climb they’d done often before, and she held his hand for most of it, only letting go when the trail became too narrow and they had to take turns leading or following.

The view at the top was spectacular.

They arrived just as the sun was spreading its rays across the city, golden tendrils reaching through the sandy dunes of the mountains to their left, through the concrete spread of the city and all the way out to the sparkling ocean glinting on the horizon. She shaded her eyes and gazed out, enraptured.

“Wow.”

It took her a moment to realise he wasn’t beside her, and when she turned around, she almost tripped over a root below her feet, her breath leaving her in a gasp when she saw him kneeling with the ring.

He rose to catch her, drawing her onto steadier ground and laughing self-consciously at his own embarrassment.

“It doesn’t mean we have to get married. We can decide all of that later.” He still held the small jewellery box between them, and she took it from him, her bun tickling his nose as she gazed down at it. “I just want you to know… I choose you. Every time. Over and over. Always.”

She flicked her eyes up to him, settling her hips into the circle of his hands.

“You do?”

“I do.” He kissed her. “If you’ll have me.”

She tugged the ring out, dropping the box into the large pockets of his shorts, and testing it against the tip of her ring finger.

“Let me.” He took her hand in his, reaching for the ring before she pulled it back abruptly.

“No, Tim. I have to say something first.”

He swallowed, not trusting his voice and nodding at her instead.

“I… I love you,” she said, pulling his knuckles to her lips and kissing them, fixing him in place with a steady gaze. “You don’t have to do this just because you feel some obligation, or you’re worried I’ll disappear into UC again.”

He shook his head, but she was still talking and he closed his mouth quickly.

“I got what I wanted from that life. I excelled at it. But it’s not going to define me. I still want you; you, and me, and the future we talked about together.” Her eyes got shy and she bit her lip, and he bumped his nose against hers to get her to continue. “But I want that whether we’re married or not; with or without a ring. As long as I’ve got you.”

And he couldn’t resist kissing her again, the sun rising up the mountain and setting off flashes of fireworks behind his closed eyes. She was warm in his arms, and soft, and dappled with the golden dust of the desert.

“You’ve always got me.”

She grinned at him then, her nose scrunching up in excitement as she handed him back the ring, and he couldn’t help but copy her, his cheeks aching with the force of his smile.

It fit her finger perfectly, an equal partner to her moonstone ring.

As they ate their breakfast in the warming light of morning, she held her hand up to the sunshine, leaning into his shoulder and letting the glinting stones spread shards of light across their faces.

Right now he felt bliss, and he knew she did too.

But he didn’t want ‘bliss’ forever.

He wanted her.

Him and her.

Them.

With all their fights and lies and secrets. With all their jokes and pranks and laughter.

The good and the bad. The dark times and the light. Their past and their present and their future.

He wanted all of it, and he knew she did too.

All of it.

Always.

[heatherthewitchy]

omg can you do a hot layne staley one?!

Sure thing!

You were sitting in your bedroom, waiting for your friend to come pick you over, and see the new Alice In Chains concert.

As the car arrived, you were dressed in a sensual way: a dark red tight dress, leather jacket and combat boots.

The atmosphere at the concert was amazing, but the most beautiful thing was the singer; Layne Staley. He was on full energy during the whole show, jumping all over the stage, and waving at fans too! As you were watching the performance, you could feel someone looking on you, as you turned around, Layne's eyes were on you, his blue, deep gloomy eyes were all for you.

After that little "incindent", you continued to watch the show, until the end, when you decided to go smoke a cigarette outside.

As you layed on a wall, near the backstage, the wind was breezing thru your h/c hair, making it divide in many strands, and beautiful locks. You could feel someone walking towards you, and it wasn't the the usual guy ready to have a one-night stand, but it was him: Layne Staley in person.

His blue eyes were gazing on your gentle figure, while wandering over your curves.

"Hey", he simply said, and layed next to you, smiling. You replied back, with a little awkard nod, that made Layne chuckle a bit: "You look so innocent, to be smoking", you smirked, and got closer to him: "Guess i'm the naughty angel, uh?", you whispered, and made Layne blush a bit. You surpised yourself too with that attitude, that you never showed.

"Listen, uh...", he started and you answered: "Y/n, Y/n it's my name" you chuckled.

"Ok, listen Y/N, I usually don't get too distracted by yelling girls at my concerts", you chuckled at his comment.

"But, you seemed, different....You catched my gaze all the time", he muttered, visibly in embarass. As you took the moment for good, you layed on him, and kissed his lips softly:

"Does this makes you more focused?", you suprised yourself once again! What was happening to you? This attitued wasn't completely normal to you...You semeed, under a spell...Falling in love again, and again, every time you met his gaze....His blue, ocean deep eyes. Those gloomy and depressed eyes...You wanted to dig into them, and discover what the real Layne Staley was like...But, could you?

You looked once again at Layne's appareance...Dirt blonde hair, all in dreadlocks..Blue percing eyes, a ripped shirt and jeans...Why does he seemed so beautiful at your eyes?

Layne took the situation, and took you by your waist, kissing you deeply and slowly. But it didn't end here; he started to took off your dress, gently, yet wildly. You were crazy about him, sooo crazy...

At some point, you found yourself only with your bra on, and the lower part of the dress on the ground. What was happening?

You couldn't quite understand, but you immediately did when Layne started rummaging in his jeans pockets.

"Sorry, for uh...The waiting", he muttered anxiously, and took a condom.

"You, ok with this?", he asked, caressing your tight softly and possesively.

"S-sure", you muttered. "Sex with a rockstar? That's new, Y/N", you thought.

After a few waiting, he wildly started doung his things, but still making you get excited by every minute.

"I'm sorry for all this rushy thing, but I just couldn't hold myself...sorry-", you stopped him before he could even apology. You were LOVING this moment.

"So, you a fan, hm?", he asked, while caressing your internal tight, making you whimple a bit.

"Y-yeah Mr. Staley", you said, and he let out a low chuckle.

"Call me Layne, darling"

After a few conversation, you two continued your "affair" for a few hours, and finished, leaving you tired, and painful.

"You okay?", he asked, cuddling, still with you on the wall.

"Hm hm", you responded, but he took your hand, and kissed it.

"Never saw a more beautiful person", he chuckled.

In that moment, you felt loved, like you never felt...

(Sorry so much if it isn't much hot, but I'm still trying. Hope you liked it! Sry if it wasn't the best)