#glad thiss is how this is going down

[laladellakang]

차린건 쥐뿔도 없지만

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della is invited to lee youngji's show

p.s: the show is like 20mins long so this isn’t the WHOLE episode but just some cuts

p.p.s: della is gonna act really pick-me-ish here but remember, she’s drunk, actually dating the guys and is in a group full of men. she won’t act this way if she wasn’t any of those

happy anniversary everyone 🤍

"Who is it?!" Youngji struggled to reach the intercom. "Oh my God!" she jumped back in surprise when she saw Della's eye filling up the screen. "What is thiss?!"

"Sunbaenim, hello!" the younger then switched the attention to her lips.

"Omo- is this really our country's siren?" Youngji turned on the mic to ask with a chuckle, making the staff laugh.

"Ah that's right!" Della covered her mouth with her hand. "I was supposed to watch my image today!" and that only made the staff laugh more.

"Della-ya, you have to sing to enter," Youngji giggled.

"What?!"

"Be a siren, be a siren," she then stopped reaching towards the intercom.

"Wake up, I know you want it, we got you feelin' like layin' low," Della rapped almost monotonously.

"OH?! What is this feeling?!" Youngji started to get all dramatic, placing a hand on her chest while being 'swept' towards the door. "I didn't think she would rap my song- what is this beautiful voice?!"

"Flowers still bloom even on the dessert," she went on even more monotonously.

"Rap my part again!" Youngji yelled through the door.

"어린 창작자," Della simply said. "방법이 없어 yeah."

"Okay good enough, HELLO!" Youngji opened the door.

"Hello!" Della bowed her usual ninety-degree bow to Youngji and her staff.

"Why do you look so pretty?!" Youngji protested at Della's outfit. "This is supposed to be casual! I told you to dress casual!"

"Why are you so dressed up?!" Della asked back. For some reason, Youngji was wearing makeup and dressing very nicely.

"Ya- that's why I told you to dress casuallyy, so we balance each other," Youngji pointed. "Anyways- please, please sit down. Go eat the ramyeon."

"This is my first truly solo schedule so I need to give a great impression on the non-Engenes," Della sat on her spot. "I have to act more ladylike since the guys aren't here."

"Ah so if the members aren't with you, you're more ladylike?"

"Yes yes, that's what I promised myself or my family will go nuts," Della giggled, laying a blanket over her lap.

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"What did you bring with you?" a staff asked.

"Ah! I made everyone chocolate chip cookies!" Della reached in her paperbag to take out the food.

"NO WAY? YOU MADE THEM?!" Youngji's eyes widened while the staff 'aww'ed and said a bunch of 'you're so sweet's.

"I made them for the members but decided to make double for you guys," Della smiled sweetly and handed out the cookies. "I used bananas so they don't have added sugar."

"Oh my God!" Youngji observed the dessert. "I'm gonna eat it right now," Della waited in anticipation with puppy eyes. "Oh?! Why is so good?!"

"Really?" Della lit up.

"You can be rich by selling this!" Youngji's eyes widened. "No added sugar too!" she took one final mouthful of the cookie. "Mm! Really good."

"Thank you, I'm glad you like them," Della clapped a little.

"You give me cookies, I give you..." Youngji presented her bottle of Irish Cream. "I heard you hate alcohol so maybe sweeter ones will be nice," she poured the younger a shot. "And I also prepared Kahlua with milk like Soobin-ssi just in case."

"Yayy! Thank you-" Della clapped.

"Have you tried either of them?" Youngji held both of the bottles.

"Uhh, I think I've tried Bailey's but not.. the.. Kahlua," Della received the glass with a small bow. "Thanks- cheers!" they clinked their glass together and downed the drink.

"Why did you join this show if you dislike alcohol?" a staff asked after their guest scrunched her face.

"Youngji-sunbaenim personally asked for me," Della gestured towards the host. "Not Enhypen, ME. How can I turn down this great honour?"

"I wanted to invite Heeseung-nim," Youngji joked. "-but I couldn't, so.."

"There's no way. I'm very possessive of my members," Della gave Youngji a playful glare. "I'm kidding! I'm kidding! It would've been completely fine if they took my place," everyone laughed at how panicked she appeared.

"No, I was messing with you. I like this member the best, I really wanted you to come," Youngji rested her chin on her hands.

"Oh is that so?" Della mirrored her actions, responding with a flirty tone.

"I changed my mind," Youngji backed away while holding back a smile.

"Hm?" the younger raised her eyebrows with a smirk.

"Eat the ramyeon," Youngji turned her head away, attempting to hide her blush. "EAT THE RAMYEON!" her body turned in the same direction as her head. She rushed to pour herself another shot to down.

"Unnie- whyy?"

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"You know- you look prettier in real life," Youngji complimented.

"Ah thank you..." Della sounded a bit awkward.

"Why why? Why do you sound weird?" Della chuckled a bit.

"No no, thank you so much for the compliment but like- if someone says I look better in real life then people are more obligated to see me in person," Youngji let out an 'ahh.' "-and some fans are more fortunate to see me than others, right? So I just feel kinda bad."

"Ahh I see, I see. That's a very interesting way of putting it," Youngji nodded.

"Plus I make money off of looking good in front of the camera," the whole room laughed at her statement. "So if you wanna support me then there's nothing wrong with only consuming my content."

"Slay girl, slayy!"

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"Wait- you don't like to be called unnie, right?" Youngji recalled. "Maybe you don't have to call me unnie too."

"REALLY?!" Della sat up straight in her seat.

"But you call me Youngji-ssi," the older smirked.

"Eyy- unniee!"

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"Mm! Unnie-" Della realised. "You have a belly button piercing, right?"

"Uh that's right!" Youngji raised her top a little to show her guest better. "You have one too, no?"

"Mm mm, it's just a bit difficult to show it right now, you can search it up online," Della smiled sheepishly while touching her abdomen.

"Did it hurt? Mine was so painful.." Youngji mirrored her actions.

"For real. I have multiple ear piercings but navel was so painful," Della nodded.

"Do you plan on getting tattoos?" Youngji asked.

"I.. want to.." Della trailed off. "But it kinda scares me."

"Why? Why? It's not that painful."

"No 'cause it's truly permanent, right?" Youngji replied with an 'ahh.' "Yeah so I'm really hesitant."

"You with a tattoo would be crazy though," Youngji leaned back in her seat. "Really, REALLY."

"I'll probably do multiple temporary ones."

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"So you're the only girl in a group full of boys. You spend every single day with them- and even every second, right? Since you live in the same dorm" Youngji stated. "How do you manage? Tell me about it."

"Mm.. To be honest.." Della trailed off, taking a sip of her drink before continuing. "It's not as difficult as I thought it would be."

"Since I get my own room, whenever I want privacy, I can just shut the door," she elaborated. "Of course if you live together with ANYONE, things won't always go your way but I think that we're fairly understanding of each other."

"Did the company assign you that room?" Youngji asked.

"They gave me a choice on either sharing a dorm with a manager or have my own room."

"Ahh and you would rather improve your bond."

"Yes yes, the only big issue I can think about is how messy and at times how loud they are," she took another sip. "-and they also have a lot of stuff like they like to go shopping and it kinda fills up the place."

"What if you wanna date?" Youngji asked a small trick question.

"Why would I want to when I have my seven men?" Della's tipsy side was starting to show. The whole room cheered at her statement. "I got seven best friends always by my side! I don't need anyone else!"

"That's right! Oh! That's so fun!" Youngji covered her mouth. "What about them as members in general?"

"Honestly- I love being in Enhypen, so so much," Della's words were a bit slurred. "You know how I said I have to be more ladylike when the boys aren't here?" Youngji nodded. "I'm able to be more carefree by being in Enhypen. I'm the group's visual!" Youngji cut her off a little.

"Korea's siren!"

"Korea's siren! Do you think I would be able to act that casually if I debuted in a girl group?" Della got close to Youngji. "It's not like I can't be more elegant- I just choose not to."

"That's right because- as I watch you right now, I noticed that you have very proper etiquette. Like the way you eat, the way you sit and drink, everything," Youngji pointed out.

"I am 100% capable! My grandmother was very strict with these things!" Della exclaimed. "But I don't wanna be too ladylike with the members or I'll just look..." she lost her words. "Y'know what I mean?"

"Yeahh, I know I know. Or people would view you as a try-hard, right?" Della nodded at Youngji's help.

"People judge girls more harshly. Both in the industry and just in general," Della suddenly got serious. "Even though I am judged quite harshly- in my own eyes at least- I'm incredibly lucky to at least be a bit more carefree. I'm getting judged either way but I feel like... I don't have it as bad as other female idols."

"You actually do," Youngji looked at her with pity. "I've seen all the comments and all that, and none of them makes sense, seriously."

"Because I'm surrounded by men, I'm also evaluated through a man's standards," Della smiled softly. "No matter how well I dance, because I have boobs and feminine features, people will think that I'm not fit to be the group's dancer."

"That's right, that's right, and also-" Youngji cleared her throat a little. "They say stuff like 'she's just a visual' or 'she's just a dancer,'" Della hummed in agreement.

"People need to understand that I want to be an idol and I want to be in an idol group, this is my dream. If I really, REALLY wanted to stay as a dancer, I could," Della raised her eyebrows. "If I wanted to do solo, I could. If I wanted to be a model, I could. If I wanted to just be a rapper, I could. If I wanted to be in a girl group, I could," she started getting into a rhythm and rapped freestyle, making Youngji dance a little at her 'verse.'

"Ah I like it, I like it! Let's record after this shoot!"

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"Oh I've never been this tipsy!" Della giggled.

"You're not tipsy- just straight up drunk," Youngji corrected.

"I'm not drunk! Drunk is like Hoshi-sunbaenim!" the staff laughed at the mention.

"Why is Hoshi being mentioned in almost every episode?" a staff asked, making Della laugh deeply.

"This is our country's siren," Youngji pointed at Della with a silent laugh.

"No! But I'm really- REALLY not drunk. I'll show you! Sober.... now!" suddenly Della sat very politely again and took a bite of her food with elegance.

"So about your members-" Youngji knew exactly what would make her show her drunk side again, because she started giggling profusely. "I didn't even say anything!"

"My members are so sweet," Della covered the bottom half of her red face.

"Cute! So cute!" Youngji grinned. "Are you worried about dating rumours or stuff like that? Especially as a young group?"

"Nope! We just let people think what they wanna think because we know what's right or wrong anyway," Della answered really casually. "If you ship me with the members or with Lee Youngji, I don't care."

"WITH LEE YOUNGJI?!" Youngji stood up from her seat.

"Honey.. Don't be like this.." Della whined, also getting up to hold Youngji's hand.

"Della-ya.. Are we actually doing this?" Youngji gave in to the skit. "What about your fans?"

"Ah.. Then I'm sorry honey.. But Engenes come first-" Youngji immediately let go of Della's hands dramatically. "But you can share!"

"Share?! Me?! Share you with Engenes?! No no, you should share me!" Youngji protested.

"I would but what about my Engenes?"

"Actually darling.. I don't think this will work.." Youngji sighed. "You have seven brothers, SEVEN. How can we make this work?"

"Noo! They're not my brothers-"

"But still! SEVEN BOYS! I can't do this- we have to break up."

"It's not because you like any of them, right?" Della teased.

"NOO! STOP TRYING TO CREATE RUMOURS!" Youngji pushed Della. "I'm gonna do the same- I saw Della making out with Jay-nim-"

"WHAT IS THIS RUMOURR?!" Della whined, pushing Youngji lightly with a (fake) disgusted look on her face. "Everyone! Do not believe Lee Youngji! She had too much to drink-"

"AND DON'T BELIEVE IN KANG DELLA! SHE HAD WAY TO MUCH TO DRINK!" Youngji suddenly calmed down and grabbed Della's shoulders. "Della. Della-ssi. What are we doing? Ladylike- ladylike. We need to act like a lady."

"Oh yeah-"

"How did everything suddenly get so chaotic?" the staff couldn't stop laughing.

"Sorry, darling-ya," Youngji hugged Della. "I love you!"

"I love you, honey! I'm sorry too!"

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"Della-ya, darling," when Youngji saw Della start giggling at almost every single thing, she knew that it was time for her to go home. "I think it's time we end this."

"Ya! Honey! Why are we back to this?!" Della whined, taking a sip of her water. "Ah! This is the kinda drink I like! What's this one called?!"

"Della-ssi, that's water," Youngji and her staff laughed. "I mean it's time for you to go home!"

"Ahh is that so?" Della giggled. "That's why you're so tasty!" she talked to her glass.

"DELLA GO HOME!" Youngji exclaimed.

"Oh my God! What time is it?! I promised the hyuppas I'll get back drunk!" Della looked around in panic.

"You promised them what?" Youngji laughed at her.

"This is the tipsiest I've ever been! They wanna see me tipsy!" Della giggled excessively, getting up and straightening her clothes.

"You're drunk, Della-ya. Just straight up drunk-"

"Oh right, I was supposed to be a lady today.." Della paused for a few moments. "Everyone! I'm not usually like this! I'm usually very elegant! Today was an exception because I drank a lot!" she announced to the camera.

"Your fans are scoffing so hard right now."

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"Bye unnie! Bye unnies and oppas!" Della said enthusiastically. "Oh my God. No. Stay cool, Della. Stay cool," she let out a breathe. "Thank you for your hard work, Youngji-ssi. PD-nims thank you so much," she bowed deeply.

"Bye darling, say hi to the members for me," Youngji winked exaggeratedly to the camera.

"NOO! THEY'RE MINE!" Della whined with a pout.

"Ah yes yes, they're yours, they're yours," Youngji pat her shoulders. "Go home to them. Show them you're drunken state."

"I'M NOT D-"

"Yes yes yes, sorry sorry," Youngji directed a wonky Della towards the front door. "Manager-nim, please take care of her until she reaches her front door," she instructed Della's manager.

"Bye honey!" Della then mouthed a 'call me' while doing a telephone gesture. "Bye everyone!"

"Bye! Be safe!"

requested:

—della on youngji's show

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[sxriusblxck]

I NEED MOREEEE OF THISS!!! pretty please <3

hehe i'm glad ya'll like cheerleader!reader

warnings: jealousy, possessiveness, bar-setting

It seemed as though no matter how much you flaunted your relationship with Eddie, people still seemed to thing he was still on the market.

And it pissed you off.

You had excused yourself to the bathroom merely five minutes ago, five minutes, that was all it took for some tramp to started chatting-up your boyfriend.

Eddie wasn't who you were worried about, no, you were worried about this girl entertaining the thought that he would be taking her home tonight. That got on your nerves.

"Hey, baby!" You smile, strolling up to his side, interjecting yourself into their conversation.

"Hey." He smiles down at you, pecking your temple while your eyes stay locked on hers, grinning manically at the disappointed looking girl across from you. "This is my girlfriend. Y/n this is... uh, I'm sorry, what did you say your name was?"

The poor girl looked like she was about to burst a blood vessel.

"Vanessa." She fixes her smile. "I've got to go, it was nice meeting you, Eddie."

You're snickering as she scrambles away, turning to the bar to wave the bartender over when a strong hand is at your waist, spinning you so you end face-first in Eddie's chest.

"What was that about?" He chuckles warmly, petting your head as you innocently look up at him.

"What do you mean?"

"That little power show." He cocks his head to the side, matching the puppy-dog look on your face.

"She was flirting." You drop the act with a huff. "Couldn't let her think she was going to get a taste of my man."

He chuckles again, shaking his head at your possessiveness.

"You're the only girl I want."

"I know." You pout. "But they don't know that."

"Come on, we're on in five." One of Eddie's bandmates pats his back, nudging his head in the direction of the stage.

"Well why don't I go up there and sing your song, huh? Maybe that'll show em'."

#eddie munson #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x cheerleader!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson smut #stranger things #stranger things season four

[dickmaster1]

Ok so thiss is like my first fic and first smut fic I've wrote since middleschool😭 so please be nice, I do take criticism just don't be a ass😊

Anyways here is a season three Daryl dixon x trans reader fic since there is none! I made it<3

It had smut in it obviously, praising, good boy is used umm idk what else have fun reading (it's alos a 4k word fic)

Quiet love

 "Rick and Glenn are back!" Maggie yelled as she helped Carol open the gate for them, noticing there was another car behind them they pulled their guns out.

"Stop he is with us we found him, had been trapped in his hometown since it started" 

Rick said while getting out of his car fixing his belt. Glenn got out, also running up and hugging Maggie giving her a kiss.

"Yeah he is a cool dude, he reminds me of Daryl kinda" Glenn said watching the unknown male pull in and park his big truck before hopping out. Giving a small wave to the small group, it became painfully aware how scared he was of them, not having seen people since the day his town went under. 

Walking up Carol offers her hand, giving a warm smile making the man smile, his shoulders visibly going down from how tense he was. Shaking her hand he hears a loud voice turning around and he sees a dirty looking man walking down yelling for Rick.

"Rick! Come on asskicker needs her food!" The unknown man says before turning and with a confused look asks, "who is this?" 

"I'm y/n it's nice to meet you..?"

He sheepishly holds out a hand for the man to shake, thankfully he does, giving him a firm shake.

"Darly" the dirty man said so low you could barely hear it, before turning to Rick completely forgetting about you. That one interaction alone makes your heart skip a beat, *wow ok good job y/n fall for a guy who you just know his name of* you say rolling your eyes mentally.

 Lost in your own mind still the man named Glenn with his wife he told you about beside him comes up to you, "Let me show you around, you'll love it here" snapping out of your own mind you smile saying yes following them up to the prison.

"Who is this y/n fellow? He sounds like a girl" 

Darly said leaning on the fence, pulling his cigarette out Taking one in between his fingers lighting it taking a long drag.

"He is trans darly, he said before the apocalypse started he had just gotten his top surgery, it's why he couldn't leave" 

Shocked, Daryl looks over "really?? He told you that?" He wasn't Shocked about y/n being trans he didint give a fuck, he could care less how people see themselves as long as they don't mess with him he coudl careless, he was shocked he has disclosed such information. 

Letting a low grunt dalry take a drag of his cigarette, watching the smoke leave his mouth. "Nice truck he has, why didn't he leave himself?" 

"To many zombies, his town is small so everyone got infected quickly he was just lucky he had to stay inside" Rick looks at the man they are talking about, seeing him talking to Carol he smiles glad that the kid can be happy and safe

"Looks like you're losing Carol darly" Glenn says, coming up next to him with a big grin on his face. Giving him a look daryl scoffs, "I ain't got a crush on Carol so shut up pizza boy" 

Rick laughed at the interaction, putting his hands on both of their shoulders walking with them. 

"Come on let's go and make some good impressions" walking up to y/n Rick sparks up a conversation, dalry behind him watching what's going on makes eye contact with y/n.

Their eyes lock, a slight brush spreads y/n's face before turning around saying they have to with Carol leaving awkwardly. 

Darly walks up to them and lets out a grunt leaning back on the shelter they are under "I think I scared him, I looked at him and he ran off" he said, crossing his arms visibly upset that the man ran off.

"Ohh that's why he started blushing!" Glenn stated enthusiastically, making both Rick and Darly look at him weirdly before hearing dalry let out a low chuckle, "Yeah ok" 

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Y/n had been at the prison for about a month now, he had fit right in becoming friends with Carol and Maggie helping the woman out alot, sometimes going out with Rick and Glenn on runs.

"Hey" Daryl said, taking a bite out of the apple he had for breakfast, y/n startled, let out a yelp turning around smiling at him before letting out a hi. 

"Rick said that your town had a lot of supplies. He wants me to go get some you know the place wants to join me?" Dalry didn't know why he was asking you, he didn't know why he was so nervous about it either but he just knew he had to. Throughout your month here, dalry has watched you not in a weird way but to make sure you aren't a threat but as he watched he started to fall a bit, he didn't know why, maybe it was your hair and how it frames your face showing off your jawline, maybe it was how you handled Judith with such care that it made his heart swell, maybe it was how you treated him. You treated him well for someone who you barely knew, bringing him snacks and drinks during patrol. This caused a lot of people to tease him. He didn't understand why...well he didn't believe it, He didn't believe you liked him. He was just a redneck nobody, that's what he told himself to not get his hopes up. 

"Um dalry? You ok I said yes" y/n said getting close to dalry not noticing how their chest were so close to connecting, and how dalry sucked in a breath of air holding it. 

"Y-yeah sorry, let's leave in an hour ok I'll meet you at the gate" Daryl then walked off hiding the blush that covered his face. 

Waiting by the gate with a small bag and a decent coat, y/n see Glenn and Maggie come out of the watch tower above her, "having fun you too?" Y/n says smirking knowing exactly what they were doing up there. Turning red, Glenn lets out an embarrassed laugh before changing the subject. "You're waiting on Daryl aren't you" glenn says leaning on the railing, he knows about your crush because Maggie knows.. blushing at the name of the dark haired archer y/n rolls his eyes about to say something before,

"Are you ready y/n?" Daryl says bringing his motorcycle near the gate, starting it up, Daryl notions for you to get on, you happily jump on, forgoing about Glenn and Maggie riding off with him through the gate. 

The ride to your town was quiet but not awkward, holding onto his shoulders a blush creeps up your face you had never been able to feel his muscular shoulders before this only watching him work from afar so this was liel heaven and you were loving this, you had thought that you were the only one affected by this little supply run but much to your knowledge the grumpy archer was having trouble driving due to your touch. He had been touched before his brother dragged him to parties in his teen years so he had so much experience with it but your touch made him actually feel something other than just lust,  it made him feel soft and warm and it gave him butterflies. He hated it but loved it at the same time wondering if you felt the same. 

Arriving just outside the town, Daryl parked his motorcycle hiding it under some falling tree branches. He puts his backpack on grabbing his crossbow, "you ready y/n?" He said pulling back the string of his crossbow loading it with an arrow. Nodding at the archer they both slowly take off towards the town, making little to no noise. They were both very sneaky people perfect for this type of run.

Arriving at the town pharmacy they break the glass door being thankful it's the apocalypse and the alarms are all disabled due to no power. Killing the few zombies that were in there y/n looks down. "Huh hello Mr. Blake it's my gym teacher" Daryl walks up and lets out a quite sorry not knowing what to say.

"Oh don't be he was a prick refused to believe I was a man, his daughter sure though so she practically worshiped me" letting out a small laugh y/n walks off and starts cramming stuff in the bag medicine, feminine stuff anything that can fit in the bag. 

After clearing out the pharmacy, y/n and Daryl go to walk to the bike only about 2 miles away from town hidden under some tree branches before a group of zombies come down the corner.

"Shit…let's go this way" y/n says, dragging Daryl down an alley only to be stopped by more zombies. Letting out al out fuck they both run down the alley turning away from from ground of zombies that were at the corner who have now gotten closer.

"Let's head to my old house! It will be safe" daryl nodded his head following y/n to his house. They both slammed the door shut when they got there, breathing heavily trying to catch their breath. Looking around the house Daryl noticed how clean it looks only small amount of dust since it's only been a month since y/n was here last, he wondered how he stayed here all that time alone, while looking around he notices a picture of a girl in what seems to be a batman shirt and basketball pants sporting a backwards hat picking it up he smiles at it.

"Is this you? You look cool" y/n looks over seeing this picture Daryl is holding, laughing at it before telling him it was the day that he had gotten approved to get top surgery and how happy he was.

Y/n looks up at Daryl expecting to see him still looking at the picture but he was already looking at him with his blue eyes piercing his heart. "Daryl you're staring at me" your heart picking up the pace as he just continues to do so. "I like staring at ya, got a problem with it?" He says tilting his head at you, challenging you to say something back. Not being one to back down you stepped closer making the gap between you smaller, putting your hands around his neck pulling him down so your lips are practically touching his ear.

"No, but are you ever going to make a move?" You say in a low voice before pulling away, smiling with pride at teasing him. Going to walk away he grabs your wrist pinning you against the wall, letting out a groan at the impact you look up making eye contact with Daryl his eyes dark with lust, and need. Letting out a breath you didn't know you were holding he leans closer to you, making your nose touch, his lips ghosting over yours.

"If you wanted me so bad why didn't you make a move huh?" His voice is low and filled with a teasing tone waiting for your response. Rolling your eyes, you try to wiggle out of his grip but not budging.

"I never said that" you knew you were lying but you'd rather lie than admit it, Daryl didn't seem to like that at all, he grabbed your face in his hand making you look at him.

"Sweetie I don't like lying, now tell me the truth" he said in a soft but dominant tone, he didn't like to be rough but knew it was needed sometimes. Not breaking y/n laughs in his face."Oh fuck off dixon" darly raised his eyebrow, smirking at what you siad before letting go of your arms still holding onto your face he pulls you toward his making you have to stand on your toes.

"Listen sweetheart this will go your way if you stop being a brat and be a good boy for me ok?" He said tilting his head slightly smirking at how your face turned bright red at the nickname, he knew he had gotten you then. 

Embarrassment rushing through your body you turned your head as much as you could with the hold he had on your face, not wanting him to have a clear view of your embarrassed face.

"Aw, is someone embarrassed? Embarrassed they got caught for being a fucking brat, all because what? You want me to fuck you?" Darly smirked as your eyes widened at the last part, your face becoming even brighter at the idea of him knowing of your fantasies about him. 

"Oh so now you shut up huh?" Daryl said with a evil smile on his face, you were shocked at what he had said you were close with Daryl but he never showed signs that he liked you back. This was so sudden you had to process it.

"Are you fucking with me dixon?" You said giving him a sour look, not wanting to get your heart broken but a joke. Daryl looked at you shocked and started laughing. You felt like he was mocking you before he suddenly put his warm Hands on your hips pulling you closer to him. "Do you think I talk to just anyone like this? Do you think I go around holding people like this? No that's because I've been waiting to do this with you" he takes his pointer finger and puts it under your chin lifting your face up to look at him.

"If my gut is right, you want me to, right?" Daryl said looking down at you, his eyes looking into yours deeply, you take a deep breath before making the distance between your lips none existent as you pull him into an intoxicating kiss, it was filled with need and want as your lips fought for dominance. 

Swiping his tongue across your low lip asking for entrance, you gladly give it to him letting his warm wet tongue slide into your mouth. It felt like heaven to finally have datly tongue inside your mouth feeling it fight against your own for dominance, him winning in the end. 

Pulling away from the heated make out session, Daryl lets out a breathy chuckle running his hand through his hair in the process.

"I didn't think you had it in you pretty boy, you're just full of surprises huh?"  Daryl said, looking down at you, his eyes going back from your eyes to your lips practically craving to kiss you again, wanting to feel your plump soft lips on his slightly rough ones. "Since I'm sure you won't ask, I guess I will darlin' you mind showing me to your room so I can properly devour you"  he said, his eyes full of lust, biting at his bottom lip in anticipation at your answer.

Nodding your head in excitement, afraid that if you answered he'd hear how lust filled and breathless your voice sounds. Taking his hand you guide him up the creaky stairs going all the way down the hallway to the last room before opening it. Your room was filled with old stuff, old rock posters hanging on the wall along with some vinyl on the wall. Letting go of his hand you turn to face him but come in contact with his lips, kissing you he pushes you up against the wall taking his hand and putting it under your chin for better access to your mouth. Using his other free hand he grabs your waist pulling you in closer to him.

"Oh I'm going to ruin you sweetie" Darly said in a sweet tone underline with something evil.

Slightly panting you look up at him practically begging with your eyes at him to ruin you. Lifting you up in his eyes with ease he puts your back against the wall using one hand to hold your leg and the other holding on your chin. "Do you want me to ruin you? Make you beg for my touch?" Darly said in such a sweet tone you couldn't help but whine at it, smiling at your whine he tightened his hold leaning in closer to your ear, "aww poor thing, now come be a good boy and tell me what you want from me if you don't I can't help you darlin' " Darly purred into your ear. 

Whining even louder you started to move a bit before Daryl's hold on you tightened, you were sure you'd have marks on you but you didn't mind the idea you loved in fact. Letting out a defeated sigh you looked into his eyes, 

"Please..ruin my daryl" you looked away blushing at what you had said, hearing the male in front of you laugh you feel him start to pick you up hanging onto him for support. Laying you down on the bed flat dalry slides his vest off his shoulders before swiftly taking his shirt off. Blushing at the action you can't help but admire his chest, the little scars on it from his past and present, his tattoo you had never seen till then it was nice. Snapping at the feeling of someone pulling you towards the End of the bed you see Daryl, the tough archer on his knees below you looking up for permission for something. 

Kissing at your clothes skin he looks up giving you a small smirk, "can I take these off?" Daryl asks as he hooks his fingers on the waist of your pants, letting out a yes he wastes no time in taking your pants and your boxers off. Feeling exposed you close your legs before having them prided open but Daryl hands. Leaving little butterfly kisses all over your thighs, before coming face to face with your cunt blowing on it he laughs at how you whine at the feeling. Hooking his arms around your legs to position them on his shoulders he looks up, " you ready sweetie?" Letting out a shaky breath you nod your head.

Leaning forward Daryl gives you a long slow lick relishing in your taste before dipping his tongue in you, letting out a low Moan you grab onto his hair making him Groan into you. Gently sucking on your clit he takes his hand putting two fingers to your mouth, at first not knowing what he wants it finally clicks opening your mouth you let him two fingers in gently sucking on them.

Pulling his fingers out of your mouth he takes his soaked middle finger at your entrance gently massaging it, your spit and slick mixing before plunging his finger in you. Letting out a high pitched moan you swear you can feel him smirking from his position between you. "So vocal, so sweet I love your taste" He says before starting a steady pace with his finger and tongue. Taking his finger in and out of you at a slow pace he continues to eat you out sucking on your sensitive bud while speeding up. Taking another finger he slowly inserts into you loving the feeling of your walls clenching on him. His pants became tight at his growing erection. Starting at a faster pace, he makes sure to continue to give attention to your clit, loving how your moans become higher as you reach your peak. Using his tounge to fuck you along with his two fingers you feel hot, loving the feeling of his mouth om you. You feel a weird sensation in your lower stomach whining louder as it grows bigger and bigger. Before you know it you're screaming, grabbing  his hair, pushing his face into you more, riding out your orgasm in his face. 

Slowly coming down from your high, Daryl continues to lap up your wetness, loving the salty sweet taste. Lifting his head up his face is glistening with you on him, he lacks his lips before taking his fingers in his mouth slowly sucking them clean. This action makes you whine, clenching your thighs together. Chuckling at your action he puts his hands on both thighs spreading them open, leaving hot kisses on them before gently kissing your clit, smiling at how sensitive you are. Whining at just a simple kiss he loved it, loved having you like this. 

"Do you want to continue sweetie?" Daryl asked before he did anything else, hearing you say yes he smiled again swiftly getting rid of his pants, him on full display for you now. Blushing at the sight of him, you couldn't help but stare in admiration at his length. "Are you having fun?" Darly said in a cocky tone before putting his hands under your chin. Rolling your eyes you reach for the bottom of your shirt lifting it over your head, now you were both even.

For a few seconds it was silence, just the both of you admiring each other's body. Then Daryl picks you up, letting you wrap your legs around him, pulling you into a heated kiss, your guys teeth clacking together. Setting you gently down on the bed he pulls away, a string of saliva showing. Kissing down your jaw to your neck he leaves little bites all over. Whining at the feeling you grab onto his hair raking your hands through it. 

Leaving open wet kisses down your neck to your chest he gives an experimental kiss on your nipple, hearing you take in a shape of breath and let out a moan he continues, sucking and licking on it while using his other hand to play and twist at it loving your cries underneath him. Repeating the process on the other one he pulls away, to look at you. Your chest full of bites and your nipples red from all the attention they were given, your face contorted with pleasure still with a thin layer of sweat over your face. 

"Please..please daryl'' you say, reaching for his face to pull him into a kiss, laughing into the kiss he plunges his tongue into your mouth playing with your for dominance while his hand travels down to in between your legs, rubbing eights into your sensitive clit. 

"Please what? Come on tell me" he coos at you while still rubbing eights into you loving how you can barely even make a sound as your mouth hangs open. "Please…fuck me" you didn't expect to say it, but something inside you wanted to do it for him. Smirking he gives you a gentle kiss, "good boy, that's all you needed to do" 

Sitting comfortably in between your legs he pumps himself a couple of times, hissing when he gently rubs at the tip before lining up with you mixing his precum and yours together. "Ok imma put it in, are you ok?" He asks as he gently rubs your thighs, nodding your head you put your own hand over your mouth to keep quiet. Gently pushing the head in he takes a deep breath before pushing hold of himself inside you groaning at how tight you were. 

"You ok darlin'?" He says giving you a gentle kiss as he rubs your thighs to realize some pain. "Yeah..just getting used to it…you can move I'm fine" you say moaning as he moves a bit, taking himself out of you before slamming all of it you, letting out a choked moan you bite into his shoulder clawing slightly at his back. Rubbing your thighs he gives you kisses all over your body praising you for how good you're doing. "Oh my good boy, you're doing so well. I'm going to move now Ok just bite on my shoulder Ok darling" 

Nodding your head you bite down on his shoulder preparing for him to move. Taking it out slowly before thrusting it back into you, keeping a slow but rough pace. He continues to do this, taking the opportunity to bite down on your neck hard,before pulling away and kissing the pain away. 

Moving at an agonizingly slow pace for you, pulling out of you so he can get a better angle you whine at the feeling of not being full, before you can whine any longer he takes your leg hooking it over his shoulder for a better angle. Realigning himself up with you he thrusts into you harder, hitting into you g-spot letting out a loud moan daryl quickly uses his free hand to cover your mouth shushing at you, "be quiet for me, ok you'll be my good boy if you do" he says in a sweet, seductive tone. He starts to move at a faster paste, going in and out of you faster and faster. 

Feeling that familiar feeling in your stomach tighten your claw at his back, you're pretty sure he will have marks on his back. "Daryl…I'm close.." you let out before a moan comes out quickly using daryl's hand to cover your mouth, darlys eye widen ar what you do before it's replaced with his cocky grin. He quickened his pace going faster than before, suddenly that feeling in your stomach snapped. Letting out a muffled moan you dig your nails into his back as you get fucked through your orgasm.

Slowly Daryl pulls out of you, you Hiss at the feeling. "you do so well, are you ok sweetie?" Darly said, putting a gentle hand on your cheek. "Yeah I'm fine daryl…can I help you?" You said looking up at him, his eyes widened at what you asked, "Are you sure darling?" He says with a confused tone. 

""Yes I am, I want to ...please" grinning at you Daryl gets up from the bed helping you get off it as well, helping you kneel down at the spot  he was eating you out earlier, stroking himself as you get situated. Placing a shaky hand where he was, you give kitten licks on the tip of it. grasping the bed, Daryl throws his head back in pleasure. Pleased at what you did you take about half of him in your mouth going up and down slowly making sure to trace the underside with your tongue. Grabbing onto the back of your head he gently guides you up and down using your mouth. 

"Fuck y/n I'm goi-!" Before he could finish he pushed your head down taking him fully in before busting inside your mouth, gagging a bit you tried to swallow as much as you could but a little came out the sides of your mouth. Pulling off you wipe your mouth on the back of your hand. "Oh you did so good, my good boy" Daryl says, holding you by your chin to look up at him, before leaning down and kissing you with need and love. "Come on let's get you cleaned up" 

#daryl dixon #the walking dead #x reader #trans reader

[evilasiangenius]

By the time Aziraphale caught up, Asmodeus was already lifting a little black and crimson snake from a tall jar, cupped gently in his hands. A sharp bittersweet venomous bite of some unknown, unspoken and perhaps unspeakable emotion overcame Aziraphale as the Prince of Hell held up the serpent before him. The angel found himself pressed against the trunk of the great column-like tree, clutching it for support.

“Crawly,” Asmodeus sighed, relieved.

“Crowley,” the snake hissed. “No wait, right. I guesssss it is Crawly right now. Ssince I’m a ssnake. Thanksss for getting me out, lord. I was a bit sstuck.”

“How is that possible, darling?”

“Thisssss.” And the snake changed sizes several times in Asmodeus’ hands: an even tinier snake, a slightly bigger snake, a much larger snake, and finally a massive python that draped over the Prince of Hell’s arm and wound over his shoulders, the end of a long tail coiling around Asmodeus’ waist, careful not to touch the ground. “That’ss all I can manage. Ssame shape, different sizessss. Different types of snakessss were possible too, but I’m tired of fainting. Can’t get back to the ussual form.”

“Why not?” Asmodeus was taken aback, and then realization came over him. “Oh...your body wasn't fully complete yet after the discorporation.”

“No, not really. Mostly. Erm, got dumped back into thiss body sort of unexsspectedly back when you were um. Indisssposed. You know, with that unpleasantnesss Downsstairsss. Anyway. Tried getting a bit bigger and crawling out but the ground burnssss. Damned sacred grovess. Would be eassier with feet, lesss surface area, belly’ss too tender for thissss, even as a ssidewinder. Mind lending me a hand?”

“Of course,” Asmodeus said. He closed his arms around the serpent’s form, pressing his cheek against Crowley’s sinuous coils, stroking his hand tenderly over cool smooth scales, and exerted his will.

Aziraphale’s breath caught and he realized that his free hand was pressed against his mouth. A sharp, cold pain went through him, and somehow his eyes blurred but he did not understand what mechanism that could have been that stung and obscured his vision.

For a moment, the angel didn’t know what he wanted to happen, even though some part of him that he could never admit to wanted Asmodeus to fail.

Crowley suddenly popped into being in an awkward tangle in Asmodeus’ arms, his clothes settling like a black cloud around him.

Shivering in the cool spring air, glad for the mammalian warmth of a thermoregulatory body Crowley looked around, and saw the edge of a cream-colored himation disappear from the wooded entry into the shrine. “Aziraphale?”

Disappointed, Crowley tried to get down onto his feet to follow but Asmodeus tightened his grip on the demon’s slim frame.

“Let him go,” Asmodeus said, pressing a kiss to Crowley’s forehead. “He helped me find you, but the price was quite low. I would have expected him to negotiate for more, but all he wanted was a play.”

“A what? And...was that a big wineskin he was holding?”

“Never mind, it’s not important. Shall I fix the mechanism? So that you can readily shift-”

“N-no. No, I don’t…” Crowley sighed, and putting his arms around Asmodeus’ neck, fingers digging into the Prince of Hell’s muscular back.

“Crowley?”

“I’m sorry, my lord. I really am sorry. But I don’t...I don’t want to be a snake anymore,” Crowley’s voice was muffled against Asmodeus’ blond hair, no more than a whisper. “Not again. Please, my lord. Never again. Please...don’t hurt me.”

“If...that is your choice,” Asmodeus said, surprised.

They stood there in silence unmoving, until Asmodeus noticed Crowley’s shivering. Subtly Crowley’s black robes heated around his slim form and the demon felt his entire body relax with the warmth, almost as hot as a sun-warmed rock but so much more pleasing from the softness.

“Oh, thank you my lord, that feels great...it was cold in the jar. Maybe they thought we’d just sleep if it was cool? I mean, they tried to keep it warm, but it’s not so easy in the shade this time of year and they didn’t leave someone to just sit around and tend a fire but that would have been a problem too, all us snakes would probably have been cooked if there was a fire-”

“I’m...pleased to see that you aren’t injured. Or...cooked.”

“Yeah. Erm.” And then Crowley took a deep breath, collecting himself. “So ah, thanks for the help, lord. All the help. Lots of help, good help. Er, helpful help. Couldn’t have done it without you. Definitely couldn’t, what am I saying, I was extremely stuck. And chilly. Not anymore, that warmed me up perfectly. So uh, if you don’t mind that is, could you er, maybe set me down?”

“The ground will burn you.”

“It’s fine. I’d just rather be on my own two feet.”

Carefully, Asmodeus set Crowley down, not letting go until Crowley had regained equilibrium. Once the demon was steady on his feet again, he gingerly walked toward the entrance to the shrine, hopping lightly from one booted foot to another, wincing.

“Ow! Ah! Ouch!”

But then Crowley paused, and came back to the altar of the shrine.

x

#good omens #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #good omens fanfiction #asmodeus #mistakes were made #and aziraphale is soooo jealous right now

[eorzean-tale]

FFXIV Writing Challenge - Prompt #14: Attrition

Part seven of the stories about the Golden Vipers Seeker of the Sun tribe after most of them were tempered by a false depiction of their Goddess for many turns. Part One || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7 || Part 8  || Part 9 || Part 10 ||

Tia and Nunh met again in the shadow of the Twelveswood. They embraced briefly, but neither asked the other how things had gone. If Khua asked Rkah if he had everything from his list it might insult the younger man. The Tia would speak up on his own if he hadn’t been successful, asking just suggested a lack of faith in him. Rkah in turn didn’t ask how the long trip the other man made on his own went. If there had been trouble he needed to know about, the old Nunh would let him know. Silence was how they showed trust in one another.

Rkah’s drake, normally so reluctant to give him the time of day, seemed pleased to see him, and even nipped at his fingers until he scratched her between the scales on her neck. The females grew larger than the males, and although she was young she was already quite fierce-looking, yet now she seemed little more than a hatchling with how she rumbled in lazy satisfaction. She even exposed the softed scales of her throat to him. The Tia felt kinda guilty that he’d have to soon leave her again to get into the deep Shroud. “Not that long thiss time,” he softly promised. 

Khua was going through his supplies, a small smile creeping up on his lips as he saw the two of them. “You look good, L’rkah. Lighter, sssomehow.” It was an invitation to speak without directly asking, as was Khua’s way.

One that Rkah took with perked up ears. “The Unssung have returned from the north. Not entirely unsscathed, but ssafe enough.” His tail trailed behind him in slow, serpentine motions, adding to how much the Tia looked like a pleased cub.

“Those city folk you and the chief travelled with? I thought you crosss with them for leaving you behind without sso much as a word,” the Nunh inquired, and although he hadn’t meant anything by it, Rkah still felt like he just got slapped across the cheek. Large ears lowered briefly, but he wasn’t going to let his happiness over their safe return be clouded by reminders that he no longer felt he was part of them. 

“Well, yess. But I’ve voiced my grievancess, and there’ss no need to keep pusshing after that, right? I’m just glad they are safe.” Inwardly Rkah cringed at how defensive he sounded. There was no need to do that, there was no competition twixt his people and the Unsung. 

Khua slow-blinked at him, and he slowly felt at ease again. That is, until the Nunh made an off-handed remark: “You sssmell of coffee,” he commented. Did you have trouble ssleeping?” 

Rkah wasn’t entirely sure, but he suddenly felt like a cub caught with hiss hand in the honey pot, and he threw his hands up in exasperation. “I’m fine, can we jusst go already before you wear my earss down with all thesse questionss?” He wasn’t even sure why he was feeling like he got caught doing something he shouldn’t have, but the way his lips formed a thin line told the Nunh that whatever this was, Rkah wasn’t ready for him to keep prodding at it. He simply nodded, and off they went.

#FFXIV #ffxivwrite #FFxivWrite2022

[serxeinxx]

see? I told you that they both like- correction: they LOVE you!.”I don't understand this prompt much but that prompt with Shigaraki or if not then Shinsou

"approved!" :: shinsou hitoshi

↻pairings:: shinsou x fem!reader

↻warnings:: none just flufff , cussing

↻wc:: 1013

↻prompt number:: 4

↻a/n:: huge thanks to u cause you just filled the last slot HAHAHA i woulod've been thinking this over and over if no one entered the last slot 😭😭 + i hope u enjoy thiss!! 🤩

Most relationships that lasted for a quite while, each partner would mostly introduce their partners to their parents. And that's what you are doing right now. Your boyfriend, Shinsou Hitoshi, agreed to meet your parents. 

It took a lot of courage to ask your parents to meet him. The first time you asked your parents to meet your boyfriend, you were nervous because your parents are strict when it comes to relationships involving you. 

You and your boyfriend were out in the UA dorms, walked to the station to go to your parents house and to get dinner together. Now that the both of you are here at the doorstep of your parents house, both of you were nervous especially Shinsou because this is his first time meeting your parents outside of school.

"Hey, you okay?", you asked. He looked at you with his eyebrows wriggling. "Do I look like I'm okay?", he asked back. You giggled at his response. You held his hand and gave it a small squeeze, showing that everything's gonna be fine.

"Look, if you're nervous about meeting them, me too, I'm quite nervous about what they'll say about you.", you gave him a little reassurance to calm his nerves. "Thanks, i'm really needing it.", he thanked you. You gave him a warm smile. "Are you ready?", you asked. He nodded and you knocked on the door.

A minute later the door opened to see your mother smiling at the both of you. "Y/n! It's so nice to see you again after all of your school work and school stuff! Oh! Are you my daughter's boyfriend? come in come in, your dad is in the kitchen.", your mother informed. 

"You know your dad. He loves to drink coffee all the time. So, we will do the formal introductions when we're at the dinner table okay? Sounds good?", your mother asked. You two shook your heads. "Sure, no problem at all.", you replied.

"I'll bring him to my room mom, call us if we're about to have dinner.", you called. Your mother shouted in agreement since she was in the kitchen.

You let shinsou come inside your room and you plop yourself on the bed. "Nice room by the way", shinsou started. You gestured to him to sit down on your bed. " So how was mom?, you asked. "Well, your mom is pretty chill actually. I think she likes me.", he replied.

You giggled at his response. "I'm glad, but you have to meet my dad. By the way, your mom and my mom are completely the same. They have the same attitudes. I like her vibes. And your dad too, he was like the opposite of you. He's more energetic than you. And of course you're perfect to me", you said with your shoulders shrugged. He playfully rolled his eyes on your remarks.

A knock on your door made you jolted. "Y/n! Dinner's ready!", your mom called. You and Shinsou got off from the bed and went downstairs.

As soon as all of you sat down on the dinner table. The atmosphere was tense and awkward at the same time. You and your mother know what is the cause of the tension in the dining table. Your dad put down his water and asked shinsou.

 “So, what made you date my—"

"What he was saying is, what is your name? We'd love to finally know you.", your mother interrupted your dad's question.

"I'm Shiinsou Hitoshi, ma'am, sir, it's nice to finally meet you two. I'm currently on UA's hero course.", he answered. Your mom widened her eyes to hear what she just heard. "So you're a future hero then? HAHA! My daughter is really into-"

"Mom!"

Your mom laughed out loud. You shook your head in embarrassment. You dad made a fake cough, that was enough to get your attention and your mother. “So, Shinsou, I'm asking this because I don't want my child to be the reason for her downfall. Are you serious about her?”, your dad asked. You felt a slight squeeze on your hands. You squeezed back on Shinsou's hand, as a reassurance. “Yes sir. I am.”,he answered.

You dad nodded at his answer. And after that, the dinner ended with an awkward feeling. You brought your boyfriend to the garden to calm his nerves. “y/n, does your dad.. Like me?”, he asked. “Of course, he will like you, it’s— it’s just that.. Dad doesn’t say things directly.. It’ll take him quite some time.

Away from the garden, your dad was watching the both of you. “Come on, you’re making shinsou nervous… he’s a nice kid for y/n.”, your mom started. “Look, I know you and y/n were close a long time ago but things have changed.. She grows up as a person like everybody does. Having relationships and experiences is up to her.”

Your dad pondered for about a minute or so. “Okay, I trust the kid,'', he said.

The time when you and shinsou are about to go back to UA, Your dad insisted on driving you two to UA. The car ride was silent. You and Shinsou stepped out of the car, and your dad asked if he could talk to Shinsou  alone. Of course you distanced yourself from them and waited on the main gate.

“Is there anything you want to say sir?”, shinsou asked. 

“Take care of y/n.”

The moment Shinsou hears your father's words, his own world stops for a split second. “Yes sir, I will.”

“And don’t call me sir. Call me dad too, welcome to the family, hitoshi.”

“Thank you si— er i mean, dad. Thank you.”

The car drove off away from U.A, Shinsou was happy and excited to hear your father’s words. You saw him all giddy and upbeat. “So I guess things went smoothly?”, you asked.

“It was smooth. And hey, I got to call your dad, dad. Can you believe that?”, he smiled. You nudge your elbow onto his arms. 

“See? I told you that they both like— correction: they LOVE you!”

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[cosmiclatte28]

If you have time, can I request for a Jeno AU where he has this crush on a noona? I don't know if you wrote something like that already. Don't worry about posting, I'm willing to wait for it. 😁

Hello anon! Thanks for requesting 🙆‍♀️🤩 nice request and I never made it before. So here it is a Jeno x Noona scenario. I hope this is good enough and like what you expect. Or else tell me and i'll make you a new one

A/n : summer theme, suggestive, bold playful noona, jeno is also daring in the end.. and side appearance of Jaehyun, Johnny, Mark!

Hope you like thiss once again thanks for requesting anon 🤩🥰

NOONA (JENO X READER)

a/n : suggestive :p

The hot toasty sun is shining in your country and you already planned a quick beach break with your brother and his friends.

“Finally!” You pack your set of swimming suit and sun block. Snacks and drink afterwards and you close your bag.

“Are you ready?” Your older brother, Jaehyun peaks from the door with his bag ready. He already has his summer trunks on and a pineapple shirt.

“Yow that pineapple shirt makes you look super pale! Go take a tan later.” You toss him your tanning spray.

“If you're done, the van is ready outside hurry! Change and I'll take your bag.” He picks up your bag and you quickly get to change.

Your decision comes to the thin breezy white sundress and a floppy hat. You pop your lips a red lipbalm and after brushing your hair you jump to catch Jaehyun already sitting on the front seat.

“Jump on the back! Johnny is driving and we're picking up some guys.” Your brother commands and you quickly enter the door.

“Nice dress! Ready to go?” Johnny takes his shades on and when you nod your head he pushes the gas to the next destination.

You don’t really pay attention to the way. You're busy jamming to the song blasted on the radio. Only when Johnny pulls up did you realize this beach escape will be super interesting.

You quickly tidy up your look and fix your hair when you see the two guys coming into the van's direction.

“Hey buddy, I hope you don’t mind sitting on the back seat with my sis.” Jaehyun points to the seat behind him to the two boys who already finish loading their bags.

“Oh sure we don’t mind. Hello (y/n)!” the guy in watermelon prints shirt greets you with a high five and you smile at him.

“Hey Mark! And hello there Jeno! You grew up so fast!” you run your eyes to the other guy who you remember still look super lanky last summer.

Today he stands before you with his slightly toned muscle and abs, his face shows innocents of youth who starts to mature. You didn’t remember if Jeno ever made you feel butterflies in your stomach! For once you're glad you wore a nice sundress instead of simple tees.

“Hello noona, long time no see.” Jeno shyly greets you. He yelps when Mark pushes him to sit in the middle right next to you and Mark took the other end.

The van couldn’t hold the long legs you three grown ups have so in that space you have to feel each other’s knees.

You can feel Jeno always trying to keep his knees away from you, but you daringly stick it closer to his. Teasing Jeno has always been fun! You remember the old days where he could cry when you tease him so much that the other boys pick him out for blushing.

“So, how’s your love life Jeno?” you look at him and notice he smiles a little before answering “Still single,”

You grin “Oh but still crushing on someone?”

He nods “Yes" he bites his lips when your eyes meet.

“Same. I'm still waiting for someone to make the move.” You shrug your shoulder and smirk when Jaehyun caught your eyes from the rear mirror.

“Oh why don’t you make the move (y/n)?” Johnny chimes in and you pretend to think “You're right… I could try that.” You click your tongue and right at that moment all of you arrive at the beach.

“You guys go down first, me and Jaehyun will look for a parking lot. Try to find us a nice sunny spot.” Johnny unlocks the van and the three of you jump out with your belongings.

Mark already walks several steps ahead of you and Jeno. You're walking slowly because of the slippers.

“Noona, let me help you with your bag.” Jeno swiftly already picks your bag from your shoulder and you thank him for that.

“Nice dress Noona, looks pretty.” He comments after some quiet walk where both of you are trying to catch up Mark's enthusiastic strides.

“Oh thank you! It's regular pretty, I can show you something prettier.” You laugh and he looks surprised at first but laughs with you afterwards.

Mark calls you two over and he already set the place.

“You two tag the place I'll grab some cold drinks and maybe find the boys. See you!” Mark drops all of the stuffs and runs away quick.

You shrug your shoulder ignoring him and just calmly open your bathing towel and getting ready to take some warmth.

Jeno already takes off the buttons on his shirts and you caught a glimpse of his toned abs.

“Woah you trained hard Jeno?” you begin talking with him while preparing your shades, sun screen, and sun bathing bikini.

“Yes, I started last year.” He scratches his neck and you just nod.

“Good, I'll be right back!” you make a dash to the changing room and after some time emerge from the door with a nice two piece bathing suite you love.

Jeno gulps when you calmly sits on the towel next to him and you lay on your chest until you're comfortable.

“Jeno, do you mind helping me with my sunblock?” you ask while undoing your hook and making sure you won’t have an uneven tan.

Jeno looks surprised at you, puzzled at your wild request but upon seeing your smooth neck and shoulder, the younger boy only gulps before stuttering a “Sure noona, let me help.” He takes your sunblock and squeezes a good amount of cream.

“Excuse me,” he whispers and when you hum a yes he slowly begins to rub his hands over your back. Spreading the protecting cream slowly and softly over your back.

“Jeno please make sure you don’t lose a spot. I don’t want to have uneven sunburn.” You chuckle to make the atmosphere less tense and he grins “I am good at this, don’t worry.”

You click your tongue “Good? When did you learn?”

“Just natural instinct.” He smiles when he sees you relax under his soft massages. Jeno goes down to do your legs too and oh gosh his hands are so great with pressing the tensed muscles

“You're also good at massaging, is it thanks to the gym?” You wonder. People who exercise usually know how to press muscles

He laughs “Maybe, or you're just over reacting on my touches.” He finishes his job and lays down next to you after putting on some cream on his body too

“I shouldn’t get too tanned but I can have some sun with noona.” His boldness comes out of the blue when he sees a bunch of girls eyeing his body.

You follow the direction he is staring at and you smugly grin when you notice he isn’t staring at the girls behind you but at you.

“Like the view?” you see him have a little heart attack at your question

He groggily nods “Nice beach, a bit hot.”

You lick your lips “A popsicle will be yummy. Should we ask Mark for popsicles?” you wonder how Jeno will react if he sees you enjoying your popsicle in your bathing suite while melting under the sun.

“That won’t be good for my heart.” He remarks and you smile “Told you I will show you my prettier side.”

He blushes “Ah yes you are pretty noona. Always, you never fail to make me feel tingly.” He ends his sentence and looks away to the horizon. Hiding from your firing gaze.

“So, who is that lucky person you're seeing?” you play with your hair while controlling your pounding heart that also anticipates his answer

Jeno thinks for a while pondering if he should just be honest or not. He chooses the first one and not regret it

“It's someone I knew for quite some time. She is pretty, cute when she needs something, fun and crazy, also she really likes teasing me.” Jeno slowly stares into your big eyes and looks away when his cheeks burn

You acknowledge his answer “Sounds somewhat familiar. Do I know her?”

Jeno nods “You should know her more than I do.”

“Hmm who is that cool pretty girl? I wonder.” You playfully pretend to think and see if Jeno is frustrated by you. He indeed looks super nervous afraid that you won’t feel the same and break the bond.

He plays with the rubber band on his swimming trunk and looks away to the horizon “It's you noona. I like noona in a more than friends way.” He bites his lips and your face turns soft

“Aaw my cute Jeno. Come here, finally you did it.” You lean to give him a peck on his cheek when he leans close to you.

He looks confused and you explain “I knew you were interested in me but I want you to be bolder. Don’t you see how I've been sending you codes?”

He scratches his neck “Sorry noona, I’m glad I told you now… feels better here.” He taps his chest and you genuinely touch his hand

“Now don’t be shy, get to know me more. You're grown up and I am too. We can be more than friends if you want.” You rub your thumb over his palm to calm him down like you always did back then

Jeno remembers that and holds onto you tighter “Alright noona. Thank you for giving me the chance.” He holds your hand tight and squeezes them

“You always have the chance, now seize them!” You point your cheek to him and he blushes when he understands

Quickly he bends to kiss your cheek and you blush now

“Oh there's the other boys. I'll help them.” He gets up after the kiss and you can’t unsee the small tent he has under his trunk.

“Ooh cold beers!” you take one glass off from Mark after re dressing yourself

“Yes four cold beers and one orange juice for our Jeno! He cannot drink yet.” Jaehyun playfully wiggles his eyebrows and all of you laugh.

You toast your drink with the others and hit yours to Jeno's

“To know one another more and for more sweet memories.” You whisper and Jeno nods

“for more beach escapes and popsicle ice-cream” he winks and you almost spit your drink if not for his wink and innocent acting.

Guess the tables have turned

#lee jeno x you #lee jeno x reader #jeno x y/n #jeno x you #jeno x reader #lee jeno imagines #jeno imagines #lee jeno scenarios #jeno scenarios #jeno oneshot #jeno fluff #jeno smut #jeno suggestive #nct dream oneshots #nct dream imagine #nct dream scenarios #jeno fanfic #cosmic requests

[happiness-for-tony-stark]

Favourite each avengers movies scenes?

It was hard to choose just one from each movie but here they are!! (Also, thank you for the question!💕)

Also, they are all about Tony Stark, but I think everyone expects this.

1. The Avengers (2012)

I loved this moment cause for everyone, Tony is just being his bastard snarky self, when in reality he is just distracting everyone from seeing his acts. So everyone is watching him and he is still able to put some device near the computers so that he can hack shield’s server easily, and, in a room full of spies, no ones notice.

It is a reminder of how much people underestimate Tony Stark and are blinded by his persona, forgetting the fact that he is, indeed, a genius.

2) The avengers: Age of Ultron

Again, Tony Stark.

He is scared of letting people down. He is scared to be the reason his friends die. He scared he couldn’t do enough.

And that’s the reason why he wanted to create Ultron.

And even though I love the relationship between Tony and Fury, I think this scene really opened a window on Tony’s personality and it helped me understand him a little more.

3) Avengers: Infinity War

I’m really sorry, there’s nothing deep here I just loved this entire scene.

This scene live in my mind rent free. I often find myself just quoting it on the daily.

I know every single word and their intonation, and English is not even my first language!

“Everybody stay where you are. Chill the F- out. I’m gonna ask you this one time... where is Gamora?”

“Yeah! I’ll do you one better, who is Gamora?”

“I’ll do YOU one better: why is gamora?”

“Tell me where the girl is, or I swear to you I’m gonna French fry this little freak”

“Let’s do it! You shoot my guy and I’ll blast him. LETS GO”

“Do it Quill... I can take it”

“No he can’t take it”

“She’s right. He can’t.”

“Oh yeah? You don’t wanna tell me where she is? That’s fiine. I’ll kill all three of you and I’ll beat it out of thanos myself. Starting with you.”

“Wait. What. Thanos? Alright let me ask you this one time... what master do you serve?”

“What master do I serve? What am I suppose to say, “Jesus”?”

“You’re from earth”

“I’m not from earth, I’m from Missouri”

“Yeah that’s on earth dipshit! What are you hassling us for?”

“So you’re not with Thanos?”

“With thanos? No. I’m here to kill thanos. He took my girl, wait.. who are you?”

“We’re the avengers man!”

ITS SO CHAOTIC I LOVE THISS (also if anyone don’t know who says each line, you’re missing out!)

4) Avengers: Endgame

I love how Strange’s hand tremble. He knows what’s going to happen. And he is tremendously sorry that the only way is Tony sacrificing himself. And I live how Tony understand without saying anything. He see Strange’s face and understand.

And I don’t know but this moment between these two always breaks my heart.

Also I don’t think Strange needed to tell Tony, that this was the one universe he saw, for Tony to sacrifice himself. If it was meant to happen, Tony would have use his gauntlet anyway.

So, for me, Strange showing Tony that he knows what’s happening was a way of saying “I see you. I know what you’re thinking of doing and I admire you. Just know that you aren’t going to do this in vain, you’re gonna save us all. Thank you.”

And I’m glad he could give Tony just that little piece of peace. I don’t think Tony was even scared to use the gems because he knew he would have saved the world, his friends and his family.

#tony stark #mcu #avengers endgame #avengers infinity war #age of ultron #the avengers #marvel #dr strange #nick fury #iron man #spiderman #peter parker #peter quill #drax #mantis #gamora #why is gamora

[novapark]

Series Four: IIIO 

We begin series four with Ollie undercover at an undisclosed warehouse getting a dress down by some unnamed goons. 

Seems he destroyed their shit and they are not happy about it one bit. So they’re planning on killing him. Luckily our boy has some tricks up his sleeve and he knocks himself back into a small wormhole. 

Before denoting an explosion that destroys the warehouse. 

After he gets his business done, he wanders about a bit until he runs into a familiar face. 

Back at his apartment, Ollie and Julian catch up over a bowl and then Olin asks why he’s there. Jules admits that he was sent to deliver the unpleasant news than Olin’s mother is unwell and that he’s being summoned back home. 

With some degree of hesitation...

Ollie immediately makes his way to Winden Isle the next morning where he is met by his four brothers and his father. 

His dad razzes him for being impossible to get ahold of and for taking shit too seriously... even though shit is pretty serious right now. 

Joss: “Listen I recognize shit’s not great but.. like probably the worse it has ever been but fuck… lighten up a little. You only live once Olin, you don’t need the fucking stress.”

The pair then head upstairs to see his mother who is no longer able to travel out in public because her illness prevents her from shifting. 

The two start out pleasantly, Olin tells her his work in music is going well before Cara lays into him about sleeping around and not being careful enough. Olin swears he is but his mom is less than convinced. 

Cara: “Well you fucking better be, just what some poor girl needs is a surprise blue baby. You know this is why we all stay in this fucking town Olin. Most people here have gotten used to us as long as we’re not open about shit. You need to find someone you can trust to fuck around with and make sure they know what they are getting into. You understand me?”

Having survived the dressing down, Olin and his parents wander downstairs to find two of his brothers trying to sneak out for some fun. 

Their mom gives her blessing and they drag Ollie along to the club their cousin Luna manages called “The Fire Escape.” Of course their cousins Hazel had to give them the rough for being out on the town when they should be with their mom. 

But Tali talked their way out of it.  

While Olin notices a familiar face among the crowd and goes outside to get some fresh air. 

Nika: “Tell me Olin, how the fuck is it that you keep just being everywhere I need to be? Are you fucking stalking me now?”

Olin: “Oh yeah, and this time I brought my idiot brothers along for the ride. ‘Hey guys why don’t you come help me find this girl I’ve been sleeping with? I really want to scare that fun and attractive woman off by being too fucking clingy.’ Real bonding experience for us. We even stopped for fucking chips on the way.”

They sorted out shit the way they always do. 

But quickly Ollie realizes that maybe he should be with his family right now because of the whole.. mom on the verge of dying thing. 

Nika is a bit disappointed but they both go back inside. 

Inika returns to find her companion annoyed that they have started their mission yet despite the conditions being perfect. Inika tells Rachel they aren’t ready yet and reminds her that Levi doesn’t like it when their lackies don’t follow the chain of command. 

Rachel, annoyed, leaves and vows to complete their task herself if she has to. Meanwhile the Rask family discusses recent happenings and have a great time singing and dancing over Uncle Balder’s special brew. 

Having had their fill of fun the family heads for home. On the way Fin falls into a a depressive state about his life and the choices he’s made in terms of things with Eva especially. 

Fin: “Fuck.. I fucked up everything!! Why am I like thiss?!!”

As they reach the island Luna comments that she’s glad Ollie is there even if it’s not for the easiest of reasons but before they can talk too much they notice something is amiss. Rushing towards his parents house, they find it engulfed in flames. 

And his brother holding his lifeless mother. 

Realizing that his oldest brother and father are missing, Olin quickly makes the decision to go after them. 

Meanwhile Inika is freaking the fuck out at her underling Rachel for her actions. That she should have followed orders. Rachel accuses her of compromising things because of her attachments to Olin. 

Rachel: “Oh but you do don’t you? You’re fucking one of them. Don’t try to deny it, I saw you two through the fucking window, you were begging him for it. It was kind of sad the way your face drooped pathetically when he rejected you. Tell me… is his dick blue or grey? I read sometimes they come in pure white. What does yours look like? Either way must be nice, hear they have a lot of stamina. Good for a fucking halfling like you. What fucking luck to not have to scrape it with human trash.”

As the two women argue though the lights go out and it’s clear they have visitors. 

Luna, not wanting Olin to go it alone, joins him on his search for his father and brother. They quickly locate Eddy who has been drugged by something that shouldn’t grow on Simat, a Kas plant that is easily made into a neurotoxin.

Olin wants to find who has done this and how they got the chemicals so Luna agrees to get his father and brother out of harms way as Ollie peruses the ones responsible. 

TBC because I think I hit a hard limit on images for one post. 

#ts4 #the sims 4 #sims 4 story #REM #remrecap #tw #death #illness #fire #REMrask #REMolin #REMluna #REMfin #REMinika #I could have probably cut it down but I like a lot of the shots in this chapter #the next part shouldn't be super long

[purple-nana]

Barriers

Part 6 - Angst, Fluff

1.4k words   ( Part of the Dorm of us Series)

Warnings: Cursing~

A/n: Hii! I know thiss is soo late but I got sick huhu. That’s probably why this is crappy. Keep safe everyone!

Cold sweat drips from your forehead as you stare at your father. The limitless arguments of your mom and dad are the only sound that can be heard throughout the entire house.

But why can’t you hear anything? The noises were muted as if someone covered your ears.

You were dazed.

Why is he like this? Why does he always come home drunk?

Everything was not making sense to you. Why are they fighting?

Something was not right.

At times like this you just want to scold your self for obeying your mom to leave the house and ‘have fun’ for no absolute reason. You were completely clueless, unaware of why, what had caused this.

You just stood there, staring at your parents not knowing what the hell what was going on. You were so glad to be able to return back home after a long day of school then, this is what’ll greet you.

You tried to utter your words but, you can’t speak. You can’t hear them now you aren’t able to talk.

Their arguments continued for minutes that seemed like hours, they didn’t stop.

Your vision’s getting blurry, you’re getting lightheaded.

The scenes in front of you were the same, nothing was changing—

A loud thud echoed through the house.

Your mom was on the floor. A huge bruise was on her face.

That woke you up from your reverie.

“Mom!” You tried to run to your mom but,

you can’t move.

What was happening?

You struggled to move, focusing on your strengths to pull yourself from whatever was holding you back, not noticing your father.

Another crash was heard.

You turn your head, your mother was being beaten.

“No Mom! Dad please! DAD!” You screamed as hard as you can.

“No! Dad Stop!”

“Mom!”

They can’t hear you.

No. No. No. No.

You feel trapped, afraid and agitated. You can’t do anything. You watch them as you struggle to shift your body, screaming in agony.

No. why?

tears fell from your eyes. you can’t take this anymore.

“Y/n!” a voiced echoed through your ears.

But you can’t see it, your eyes was fixated on your parents.

You have to save your mom.

“Y/n wake up!”

“Y/n!”

“NO!” you woke up, breathing heavily.

“Y/n what happened?”

“Dad—he was going to hurt m-mom!”

Your gaze went to person standing beside your bed who was, Jaemin?

He sat down beside you, and hugged you tight. “Now now, your mom is safe.”

Tears continued to fell from your eyes. “W-where’s dad?”

“He’s not here, nor at your mom’s place.

Jaemin pats your back softly, your head nuzzled in the crook of his neck.

Your breathing slowly went back to normal.

You remembered. It has been a couple of years since your father was sentenced to jail.

It seemed like it was just yesterday, the memory was still fresh in your mind.

Each nightmare was that exact event.

Why were you still dreaming about this?

Was it because you don't know what to think about your dad's sentence.

Were you still afraid? Frustrated?

You don't know. But one thing's for sure is, your mom is safe.

Jaemin and you stayed in that position for a while, not muttering a single word.

Maybe the both of you just—want to keep the silence?

But then again, the position and patting was way too comfortable for you. It was exactly what you need after that horrendous nightmare.

It even makes you sleepy.

Your eyes were starting to droop, drowsiness slowly taking over you.

Your eyes slowly closing into place—

"HEY! Don't eat my bread!" Renjun screams followed by an inaudible chattering.

You don't even know whose voices were speaking.

Hold up. Why are the boys being loud af at this time of the night?

Your eyes shot open, the sleepiness that you were feeling a few minutes ago were gone all of a sudden.

You pulled out of Jaemin's embrace and went to check your phone.

3:14 am. The fuck?

Well, it was actually normal for the boys to be up at this hour but, didn't they told you that they were going to bed early?

Wait. You turn your head to Jaemin, who was looking at you with an innocent gaze.

How did this guy knew that you were going to have a nigtmare anyway?

Confusion was probably evident on your face, you can tell it just by the look on Jaemin's face.

He chuckles and went to the door, his hand motions you to come with him.

Yeah, he seems weird. All of them were these past few weeks. But, why would you say that right?

You went to the door and the both of you made your way to the living room, where all the noises were coming from.

As you get closer, the noises get louder as well.

The scene in front of you was—pretty much the same as usual actually.

Jeno was leaning by the wall, with a huge ass smile on his face. Renjun being the smol person that he is, was reaching for the bread that he was complaining about. And Haechan who's teasing Renjun with the bread—

Wait a minute. Haechan?

What is this bitch doing here?

You stared at him, tears once again were forming in your eyes.

You missed him. You want to cry while hugging him then all of you will catch up, cause it's been so damn long.

But, you also want to kick him and punch him in the face. That's what he should get for disappearing without saying anything.

"I know what your thinking," Jaemin whispers to your ear, "go ahead, you missed him."

Even if you can't see his face, you were sure that he was smiling.

Jaemin said to do what you want, so you'll do it.

You went ahead and stepped closer to Haechan, the two other boys noticed your presence but the both of them acted as if you weren't there which was exactly what you wanted them.

Your going to make sure that Haechan will be able to feel how much you've missed him.

"OUCH! What the?!" Haechan turns to see you, he immediately froze. The smack you gave him was probably too much but nah, he deserves it.

Everyone stopped what they were doing. What you did was the exact opposite of what they were expecting you to do.

"Y/n?" You raised your eyebrow at him.

"So you're back too huh?" He became silent and lowers his head.

He was probably expecting you to throw him out but.

"Awwwww I missed you so much Haechannie!" You hugged him really tight which made the boy surprised but then returned the hug as well.

"I-i missed you too wahh!"

The both of you jumped while being in each other's embrace. The other boys were no doubt exchanging weird looks between them but you didn't care. You missed this boy too much.

You pulled out and hit him lightly. "Why did you leave without telling us!" you pouted.

"I'm so sorry~, I'll tell you tomorrow or they will tell you." Haechan looked at the other three who then avoided your gaze.

So they knew? And they didn't tell you? That's why they were being weird.

"Hehehehe sorry y/n we wanted to tell you but we figured out that it's best if we just surprise you." Renjun briefly explains then showed a peace sign to you.

"Whatever." You rolled your eyes at him.

"Ei I'm gonna sleep now bye." Jeno made his way to his room.

"Wait! Which room am I staying?" Haechan asks which made Jeno stop.

The dorm has 5 rooms in total, but since Haechan ran away the four of you decided to turn his room into a storage one. Until that room gets cleaned, Haechan needs to find a roomie.

"I don't think you'd want to sleep in my room, it's too messy." Jeno shrugs then continued to go to his room.

Haechan looked at Renjun who immediately shooks his head.

"No no, you aren't staying there. Why would I let you sleep in my tidy bedroom." Renjun poked his tongue at the boy and ran for his bedroom, closing the door with a thud.

And that leaves the three of you. Haechan looks at the couch, the tiny couch.

He sighs. "Guess I know where I'll sleep in for now."

"I guess I could have Jaemin sleep with me for the mean time."

"wHat?" Jaemin looks at you in confusion.

"Reallyyyy you'd do that for me?" Haechan shows his puppy eyes.

"Sis no, I don't want another nightmare. It's for me not for you."

"Whatever." He copies your expressions earlier and happily skipped towards Jaemin's room.

You look at Jaemin with a small smile.

This is going to be a longg week.

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[doc-pickles]

it’s nothing funny just to talk (p. 1)

What happens when you text that random number graffitied on a bathroom stall in your favorite bar? Jo Wilson is about to find out. - In which Bar Princess and Doctor Evil Spawn meet via text.

More Jolex on your timeline because y’all seemed to love what I posted before! Also I’ve posted this whole piece on AO3 as well so it might look familiar.  

this idea came to me in a fever dream and i am not sorry that y'all have to deal with it. 99% of this fic will be in "texting" format, so be prepared for that. 

Jo is regular Alex is italics

Saturday 11:04 PM

heeeeey is thiss doctor evil?

I gotta say ur phone sex namee needs sum weerk

u soud like a comic book village 

fuck

village

VILLAIN

Who the hell is this? And how did you get my number? 

i’m just a girl at thee bar!!!! 

Joe’s Bar?

noooooo

i’m at enerlad city bar

You didn’t answer my question. 

u asked a quesitoon?

whata was it?

i’m goos at takifjg tests 

How’d you get my number?

it qas in the bathrooom!!!

it said “for a good tiem txt dr evil spawne” 

so I did

I am ready to havee fun

You’re drunk, obviously, and I’m going to have to kill Cristina for putting my number up. 

ooooooh is thatt ur girleifnd?

hirlefiend 

girlfriend**

Wow you’re really gone. And hell no, she’s my roommate. One of them. 

ooooh how many do u hav

roomees not girlfriends 

Three. Two girls and a dude. 

intereeesting...

well it’s tome for fireball shoots

steph is yeeling at me 4 txting too much

goodbey doctor eviel apawn!!

Oh lord. Tell Steph you need water. Or an IV. 

I’ve got her. she’s throwing up on her shoes. thanks doctor. - steph

  Sunday 10:11 AM

You know you’re pretty funny, Bar Girl. 

jesus christ what fucking time is it?! 

10 AM

I’m assuming you have a massive hangover. 

hold on I can’t hear you over the sound of me vomiting

TMI as the kids say these days. 

what’re you a grandpa or something?? 

No I just don’t know how to use text lingo. Except WTF. I know that one very well. 

quick question

who the fuck are you?

Dr. Evil Spawn. You found my name graffitied in the bathroom of Emerald City Bar. 

holy shit

I thought I dreamed that... WHAT THE FUCK

Nope. I’m real. 

holy shit i’m so sorry

my texts were so annoying

Who hurt you? I mean you were shitfaced, I’m assuming someone broke your heart into tiny pieces. 

the opposite actually, I was at a bachelorette party

not mine, i’m so single it hurts

Ahhh that makes sense. So you got shitfaced in solidarity? 

exactly you get it

you seem like you’d be the DD at a bachelorette party

Well seeing as I’m a dude I don’t do Bachelorette parties. 

Well I did go to one, but that’s a different story.  

hmmm you seem like a very interesting man doctor evil spawn 

going to bachelorette parties, living with women who aren’t your girlfriend 

OMG ARE YOU DATING THE GUY YOU LIVE WITH?!

George? No absolutely not. And before you ask, my other girl roommate is gay. 

so you’re single?

i’m only asking so when you murder me the police have as much information as possible

Haha very funny. I would be a terrible murderer. 

you didn’t answer my question

Fine. Yes I’m single. 

i’ll note that in the “serial killer file” i’m building 

gotta go, I have to do work :/

Have fun, don’t die. 

  Sunday 8:38 PM

Arizona is trying to set me up on a blind date. 

who’s arizona?

My gay roommate. She wants me to meet this “bubbly blonde” she knows from her pilates class. 

ahhhh. why don’t you go?

Bubbly blonde is not my type. Sounds like she’ll spend the whole date talking about how much she loves dogs or her knitting hobby. 

Plus she does pilates, that tells me more than enough. 

you’re making some good points. I don’t pity you. 

You better not. How was work?

the longest day of my life

it was just paperwork, I don’t actually work on the weekends

What do you do?

hmmmm that’s exactly what a serial killer would say

i’m an elementary school teacher

Oh so you sing and dance and paint pictures all day?

what school did you go to?

were working on multiplication tables and basic photosynthesis tomorrow

Wow that sounds like a lot.

it’s may, ive got three weeks of school left so I have to cram all the crap we didn’t cover into these last few weeks 

Ahhh that sounds more accurate.

and what do you do? 

besides text strangers that you don’t know

I’m a pediatrician. 

oh so you make kids cry and wipe snotty noses all day? two can play at that game

Well we both have to deal with snotty noses sooo...

I GET IT!! Doctor Evil Spawn!! 

why evil spawn though? 

I wasn’t this nice when I started med school. My personality is an acquired taste. 

ha! that’s a funny joke. 

so if you’re a fancy schmancy doctor why do you live with three other people?

I’m only a resident, not making the big bucks yet. Everyone else is a doctor too. 

are they all pediatricians?

No. Arizona is too but Cristina is a cardiologist and George is a trauma specialist. 

interesting!! I too live with my coworkers. it’s not fun. 

the table is always covered in craft supplies. 

Well I can never read the grocery list on the fridge. Stupid doctors script...

oh that’s a classic. you’re pretty funny Dr. Evil Spawn

Thanks Bar Girl. 

I gotta go. monday tomorrow and you know how fourth graders can be. night!! 

Night . 

  Monday 9:47 AM

there’s not enough coffee in the world for monday mornings. 

  Monday 10:52 AM 

Sorry I was yelling at the interns. We have a decent coffee cart here. Keeps me alive. Are you texting in class?

no it was recess

now they’re at spanish class

i’m not totally irresponsible 

Oh good to know the future of America is in good hands. Teacher Princess is “not totally irresponsible”

teacher princess?

Well, Cinderella lost her shoe, you puked on yours. Same thing. 

wooooooooow

that was so uncalled for...

I thought it was funny. Gotta go set a broken arm. 

broken arm vs. adverbs... can we switch? have fun lol

  Monday 3:26 PM

I don’t even think I know what an adverb is. 

how did you become a doctor??

Don’t need to know adverbs to fix a couple broken bones and snuffy noses. 

oh darn I should’ve gone to school for seven more years then

Haha. How were the adverbs?

better than expected, grading papers while I wait for my roomies to be done

we carpool, saving the environment and shit

Okay Eco Warrior.

you text like a 60 year old man

you’re not a 60 year old man are you?

No I’m a 28 year old man though

28 a doctor and you’re single? your personality must be worse than you described 

I’m a busy man, I don’t have time to settle down. And I have no desire to. 

yet you have time to text a complete stranger? 

hmmmm interesting...

Ouch, that one hurt Princess. 

steph is making me socialize with the other teachers

if I don’t respond, they killed me or dragged me to an essential oil party

Hahahaha

  Monday 5:18 PM

Did you get roped into a pyramid scheme?

nooo but therew as wine

I should sotp drunk texting you so often 

It makes your presence that much more entertaining. And bearable. 

woah woah dude

i’m a gem 

I can tell. Elementary school teacher with a heart of gold. 

awwww your too sweet tome

It’s a Monday. Who the hell gets drunk on a Monday?

teachers

we deserve it

You’re a teacher and you’re single and still going to Bachelorette parties. You’re what, 23? 

i’m 25 and i’m doing greta thanks you very nuch 

cnat believe that i’m supplying my perosnal info to a serial killer

What makes you so sure that I’m a mass murderer? 

ur weird nickname and ur intimate knowledge of the himan body

Mmm yes well a good amount of women do find themselves screaming around me often. Or under me. On top of me...

omg are you sending me dirty jokes

you’re crazy 

What can I say. 

Gotta go, I’m on call tonight. Get to bed safe, Bar Princess. 

mmmkay thanks Doc

  Wednesday 11:29 AM

What do you think is worse: School lunch or hospital food?

hospital food, no doubt

thursday is mac and cheese day here... I could bathe in that stuff

We have Spaghetti Wednesday but that’s the only good thing here. 

mmm how depressing

the teachers do a pot luck once a month and that’s always good

the art teacher next door to me makes the BEST blueberry muffins. 

Lucky. All I get here is vending machine cookies. Anything interesting happening in the elementary world? 

a first grader got lice last week so naturally we all have it now

I had to chop off six inches of my hair

Holy crap. Lice can be vicious, be thankful you didn’t have to shave your head. 

it feels like I did, my hair hasn’t been above my shoulders since the backstreet boys were still touring

Wow. I’m glad to know you’re well cultured. 

of course I am

gotta go, kids are back from music class

Don’t be too hard on them, they deserve a break every once in awhile. 

  Thursday 3:06 PM

Incoming Voice Call

“Jenna you forgot your lunch pail. Have a good day!”

“Hello?”

“Hi Mrs. Peters. I didn’t grade Henry’s test yet, I’ll have it tomorrow. Thanks bye!”

“Helloooo?”

“Steph I gotta grab my things, I’ll be there in a seco- oh shit. Hello?”

“Bar Princess?”

“Doctor Evil Spawn? I must’ve butt dialed you, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay I... I don’t mind the interruption. Are you leaving work?”

“Just about, we’re wrapping up the solar system and I have to bring home the diorama.”

“I was never good at the models, I prefer working with the real thing.”

“Oh ho, a man that works with his hands. I can appreciate that.”

“You know now we’re officially talking and we still don’t know each other’s names.”

“Well around here I’m Miss Wilson, but you can call me Jo.”

“Jo. Hmm I like chicks with dudes names. I’m Dr. Karev but you can call me Alex.”

“Well nice to kinda meet you Alex. I’ll talk to you soon, I gotta get out of here.”

“Talk to you later.”  

  Thursday 4:34 PM

I wouldn’t mind if you were my teacher.

how did I know you’d send me something along those lines

I’m predictable. I’m still calling you Bar Princess. 

as you wish doctor evil spawn

I get to assist on a surgery today. Tonsillectomy. 

like removing tonsils? that’s awesome

for you, not for the kid

Oh she’ll be fine, she gets ice cream and jello for a week.  

okay yeah I might be jealous of her now

id love to be off work for a week and have you waiting on me hand and foot

the ice cream is a nice bonus

You think that’s my job?

well you said you aren’t making the big bucks yet so.... yeah 

Keep dreaming. I’ll talk to you later, gotta scrub in. 

have fun!!!!

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[aweebwrites]

Move on Dragons Ch16

Can you guys tell that Acronix is my favorite twin? Anyway! Baby dragon arc! I couldn't pass up on writing baby dragons in this fic ok so I took my chance. I can't say for sure how long their tale will take but I know I'll have fun writing it. After that then the wrap up arc and that'll be that for the series! Might start a mini series with small stories about this but who knows.Thanks for reading!“I have to admit, they are adorable.” Jay grinned as he poked the soft stomach of the gun metal grey baby dragon with a strip of green and blue down both his sides, said dragon with reflective silvery eyes giving a low coo, his paw holding onto his hand.

“It’s good that you had stayed longer in our world Kai, else a most tragic fate would have befallen them.” Garmadon rumbled as he watched Kai struggle with the second of the two baby dragons, with maroon and amber stripes running down the sides of his body.

“Are their tales the same?” Zane questioned, looking to Wu. “Sensei Wu had told us that Acronix and Krux thought they could take over Ninjago because of their great power over time.” He told him and the large dragon nodded.

“They believed that since they controlled time, they could control all of Nindrago. But despite their great power, they were no match for all of us. When they had failed against us they sought to travel into the past with their combined powers to change the strings of faith, to destroy my brother and I before we gained the wisdom of age and before we understood our power. Before they could escape through the rift in time they made however, my brother and I managed to use the Kronos Steel our metal dragons had painstakingly prepared to take the time stop power from the older twin, leaving them without navigation, spiraling through space and time.” Wu told them, watching as the older twin hissed and fussed in Kai’s arms, trying to escape him. “We had no idea when they’d appear or if they ever would. Until then, we’ve kept the time stop power locked away safely so if they were to return, they would have no means to retrieve it.” He says, looking back to Zane.

“But this is an opportunity.” Garmadon spoke up, walking over to Kai, tilting the head of Krux up towards him as he hissed at him. “Perhaps, with new guidance as they grow again to adulthood, they will have a change in heart. Perhaps they will use their powers to protect, not to seize.” He rumbled.

“Could you just- sit still!” Kai growled as Krux kept squirming and scratching at him, trying to get out of his arms.

He was pretty big, despite obviously being a baby dragon, coming up to Kai’s upper thighs as he did. Krux only hissed at him and squirmed around more.

“Maybe he’s just restless.” Cole says as he reached out and took the dragon in arms, unphased by his hissing and squirming.

He then set him down, chuckling once he stumbled on unsteady feet before falling on his stomach.

“Come on Krux, you can do it!” Cole encouraged and the dragonling growled at him before struggling for a while, trying to figure out his body.

His wings were uncharacteristically floppy for a dragon but that made sense as he’s still too young to fly- or even know how to fold them. After a minute or so, Krux finally figured out how to stand without falling over, looking triumphant as he did.

“Good job bud!” Cole praised then held out a handful of berries he always kept in pocket for snacking as a reward.

Kruz blinked at the colourful berries before taking a careful step forward to sniff at them. He then ate them quickly, surprising Cole.

“Must be hungry too. I’d be grumpy too.” He says then looked to Garmadon and Wu. “What do baby dragons eat?” He asked them as Krux licked at his hand, pulling back before his sharp baby teeth could bite him.

“Usually fish, plants and soft animals as their teeth are not yet developed for animals and foods with thicker hides.” Garmadon helpfully supplied.

“There we go. Don’t worry Kai, I’ll help you take care of them.” Cole says as he picked Krux up again, the dragonling no longer squirming about but he certainly didn’t look happy.

“Me?! Why do I gotta take care of these guys?! In my world, he kidnapped my parents!” Kai yelled.

“In your world, yes.” Wu spoke as he stood, Morro hovering nearby, anxious and paranoid. “But these two are not of your world and they do not inherit the crimes of their alternate selves. It will take all of us, each and every one of this Thunder to raise these two in the light of forgiveness and second chances. We all need to give them a clean slate to begin again on, to make them feel at home and welcomed. Just one of us holding ill feelings against them may turn them down the wrong path yet again.” He warned, looking around at the small gathering.

“He’ss too cute to ssstay mad at.” Jay cooed, booping the tip of Acronix’s nose, grinning once the baby dragon tried to lick his finger.

“Well, they aren’t our Acronix and Krux so I have no problem with them.” Nya shrugged and Kai looked at her surprised before he frowned, looking down.

Wu’s right. He wasn’t their Krux and Acronix. They were literal kids now too. He couldn’t hold it against them. He sighed softly then nodded as he got up. He could do this. And it’s like Jay says, they’re too cute to be mad at.

“I’ll grab some fish.” He announced.

“Little G and I will scout out some more berries since someone ate them all.” Lloyd says, narrowing his eyes at Cole and Rocky who looked at him wide eyed and innocently.

“Zane, Pixal and I will work on setting up some blueprints for updating the Bounty while you boys babysit.” Nya says as she gestured to the others.

“Vortica just responded to the test message.” Zane says as he pulled up the message log.

‘Did it really take you two months to figure it out? Huh. Maybe you aren’t as smart as I thought.’

“What! She didn’t even leave instructions that little-”

“No yelling around the kids!” Jay cut Nya off, holding Acronix over his shoulder, the young dragon blinking at her with wide eyes.

“Isn’t he heavy?” Kai asked Jay with an arched brow.

“Yeah but he’ss too cute to put down.” Jay says, firmly hugging the baby dragon. “Let’ss go check out your new home Nix!” He grinned, walking towards the tower visible above the thick brush of trees, it’s head in the clouds.

Acronix only chirped, his tail wagging quickly. He clearly had no idea what Jay just said but was excited nonetheless. Kai placed a hand on his hip. Was Acronix always so easy to get along with?

“Hurry up and get going you. Rux will get grumpy again.” Cole says, snapping him out of his thoughts.

“Right- Rux?” Kai asked with an arched brow.

“Calling him Krux feels weird. Just go already.” Cole huffed and Kai chuckled but spread his wings and took off.

_______

“No napping yet Nix, you gotta eat first.” Cole says as he reached across to poke the dragon’s nose, chuckling as he snorted, giving a displeased sound.

“Kai! Took you long enough!” Jay called once Kai flew in with a net full of fish.

“Sorry. I met up with some other fire dragons at the river is all.” Kai says as he flew over then dropped them before the duo. “They’re kinda uneasy about the whole Acronix and Krux business but they’re willing to give them a second chance at least.” He explained as he opened the net but instead of handing them the fish, he sat down and began cleaning them up, removing the bones, scales and head with his sharp claws.

“We’re here too.” Lloydie says as he, Lloyd and Rocky walked over. “We managed to get a bunch of fruits he thinks baby dragons might like.”  He says as he lowered a wing so Lloyd could slide off with the bag filled with fruits.

It’s amazing the Labyrinth could keep up with so many dragons really but they might have to leave the area to forage come winter time in a few months.

“Nice!” Jay grinned then accepted the cleaned fish from Kai. “Open up Nix…” He says, holding up the fish for him and Acronix sniffed at it before he grabbed it with his teeth, eating it in two bites.

“Wow. He really iss hungry.” Jay says as Acronix began releasing yipping sounds.

“He’s asking for more.” Garmadon rumbled from over them, the large dragon monitoring them to make sure they were doing things right.

He was the only one of everyone on this level to actually raise a dragon from egg to current after all. Wu found Morro when he was mostly independent and had helped Garmadon raise Lloydie, yes but he didn’t have the full experience.

“Here you are then Nix.” Jay says, feeding him another while Cole did the same with Krux, careful when he decides to snap his jaws at his fingers.

“You’re a little menace, aren’t you?” Cole huffed, reaching for a peach from the sack of fruit and berries Lloyd set down then slit it open with his thumb claw to take out the seed before he fed half to him.

“He reminds me of Lloydie.” Morro rumbled as he padded over, Wu feigning sleep not too far away to escape his fussy son. “He bit my tail once as a kid and it hurt for weeks. I was convinced he was an Oni’s child.” He huffed and Lloydie swatted him with a wing.

“I wasn’t that bad.” He huffed then stuck his tongue out at his cousin.

“Oh you were.” Garmadon chuckles and Lloydie looked up at him with betrayed green eyes. “You were quite the biter. Much worse you had needle sharp teeth that deliver painful bites. But you were my little teething son and I love you all the same.” He hummed as he lowered his head to nuzzle his son, Lloyie purring as he did.

“So we’re kinda parentss now, aren’t we?” Jay as he took the other peach half to feed Acronix, smiling once he licked at it instead of eating it. “Eat. Like thiss.” He told him as he pretended to eat it then held it back to his snout.

Acronix looked at him then back at the peach and bit into it like he showed him and began eagerly eating the rest.

“Well it’s something to do. Ninjago’s been pretty quiet lately- and I’m totally glad for that- but we’ve had nothing much to do other than fly around, socialize with the other dragons and watch you guys struggle to figure out how that device worked.” Cole shrugged, letting Kai feed Krux the other fish.

“Raising a young dragon is easier said than done.” Garmadon warned them. “We have the metal dragons working on more Kronos Steel to take Acronix’s time forward powers but Kronos Steel is not easy to make so it will be some time before they can make more. By then, they will start using the abilities they have left and when they do…” He left the rest to their imagination.

“Oh boy.” Lloyd breathed out, grimacing at the idea of two baby dragons on the loose, wielding time rewind and slow down powers.

“Not to mention they’ll start to roam…” Rocky murmured and all eyes turned to Lloydie.

“What?” He asked, looking around at them.

“Look.” Jay grinned as Acronix waddled his way out of his arms, stumbling then walking awkwardly towards his brother.

Cole let Krux go and Acronix butted his head against his brother then laid down, yawning. Krux shifted closer, resting his head on his brother’s body, yawning too, both of them drifting off, Acronix doing so with his tongue out.

“That’s illegally cute.” Cole  had to admit, heart melting at the sight of them.

“Maybe it won’t be so bad…” Kai says with a small smile, looking at the two.

“Don’t count your prey before you catch them.” Morro huffed. _______________ (Can you guys tell that Acronix is my favorite twin? Anyway! Baby dragon arc! I couldn't pass up on writing baby dragons in this fic ok so I took my chance. I can't say for sure how long their tale will take but I know I'll have fun writing it. After that then the wrap up arc and that'll be that for the series! Might start a mini series with small stories about this but who knows.Thanks for reading!)

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[hearteyes-for-killmonger]

One Night Only 2, Part 4

Dedicated to @muse-of-mbaku it's finally winding down into a conclusion. Word Count: 2,084

Warnings: Softboi!Erik, Smut

Anthony was fed, your lyrics were coming along well, and Anaya was at peace outside.. enjoying the quiet serenity before it was time to leave and hit the recording studio. You really wanted her to see you at work and in your element, vibing with the team. You'd hyped it to the point of getting her excited now you really had to give it 120%. You were confident. The moment of emotional calm in the house should've been enough. Things had cooled down greatly. But you needed more than that. Much more. You craved clarity, closure, and to clear the muggy air between two of your very best friends. The miscommunication couldn't go on forever.

"Corey," you start once he picks up, "We really need to talk about you and Anaya and clear this whole mess up. If your love is real, you owe the relationship at least that much effort bro. Come on."

"Mane, I can talk to you about the shit. I just can't talk to her or look at her 'cause on God I'm a cry on some goofy shit. Nigga heart hurt."

"I get that. You know I do. Think of what you're throwing away if you're wrong about all this though. If she is telling the truth and it's a misunderstanding, where you gonna go from there? She don't trust you now!"

"ME?! I ain't fuckin do none. I ain't cheat not one time. Everyone know I'm in a relationship with her ass and if they don't, I tell em. I been real mothafuckin ass loyal. Still ain't fuckin nobody else bruh. My ass celibate. I'm horny as shit.."

"Ew, nigga, I ain't ask you that. Send me the picture Rasheeda sent you. Also, why you talking to Rasheeda in the first place? Hm?"

"I don't talk to her, she be there when I visit Anaya for lunch. Real cordial."

"Cordial my ass! Corey, she's a conniving bitch. Did you fuck her?"

"Did I fuck h--Did you ignore what the fuck I just said?" You hear him mutter away from the phone, "Got me fucked up.." When his voice comes back, he continues to deny it. "I just told yo deaf ass I ain't fuck noooobody!"

You sigh. You don't know what to think but you feel like he'd admit it if he had. He's too unapologetic and in your face to lie about something he did or didn't do. Way too much pride. He reminds you a lot of Erik in that way and you can see why they're cool. They're too similar not to be. A lightbulb flashes in your mind and you rush Corey off the phone reminding him to forward you the incriminating image. Immediately, you speed-text Erik.

Y/N: Whenever you get back I need a favor. It involves Corey and Anaya

It's about two minutes before he responds.

Erik: Ok

Erik: Speaking of

Your phone rings and it's his name on the screen which triggers your smile like you've been conditioned. "Baaabe," you sing happy to get even just a little of his time.

"Don't babe me. You out here acting up, twerking in random restaurants? Where was the energy this morning when I wanted some?" You sigh fighting the smile still tugging at your lips. He'd seen the video. It still shocks you how fast things spread.

"That's okay though," he continues calmly, "I'm glad you had fun.. all ratchet and shit. It's cute. Keep that same energy and be in the bedroom at 6. I want you naked and in position, no lingerie.. Naked."

"I'm supposed to be going to the studio to record," you remind him, laughing inside. You knew he would be like this when you left him this morning.

"Well then go to the studio, lil girl. I'll fuck you in the booth, I don't give a fuck," he says as if discussing dinner plans. His chill was enviable.

"Don't threaten me with a good time," you grin.

"Oh you bold. Okay, babygirl." He hangs up abruptly and you stare at the phone thinking about the check you just wrote... On second thought. You were kind of running your mouth, you weren't serious. Your team at the studio watching you get railed would be awkward. You'd have to ask them to step out then continue the session after like nothing happened. Shuffling to the deck, you find Anaya looking at the sky.

"Um," you grin awkwardly when she looks at you. "Would you be disappointed if we didn't hit the studio just yet?" She gapes and pouts, visibly disappointed.

"Come on, Y/N. You got me hyped to see a live recording session. Come through Cali hoe!"

Groaning, you shift on your feet. Cali Hoe. That would make a good song title. Tally ho, Cali hoe. "Anaya.. Girl.. You don't understand," you snicker.

"So explain it to me."

You sigh humored, "Erik... is threatening sex in the booth if I go in today."

There's a sputtering chuckle to the side at your expense and you nod sarcastically. You shouldn't have told her. "What's up with this negro and public escapades? Always doing something. Just wild for no reason.." she pauses before adopting a devilish grin. "Nahhh bitch, you going," she says looking you up and down. "I'm thoroughly in need of some entertainment and this is perfect."

"I don't think you understand," you laugh anxiously.

"No, it's very simple. Do you want that wild and reckless unpredictability you fell in love with or nah? He's been consistent. Be happy he's still the same person to you all this time later..," she pauses and you know Corey is still heavy in her thoughts. He was a part of her at this point that she couldn't shake off or detach from. "..And you know you love it! So don't think so much," she says with eyes as earnest as a child's. There was so much passion and care in her voice. It drops an octave as she stares at you. "Do you wanna get fucked at home, missionary with the lights out in your bedroom for the next however many years... or do you wanna get your guts jammed in that recording booth?"

"BRUH," you yell. Missionary with the lights off isn't even in your nigga's vocabulary.

"Judging by that balcony sex tape--"

"HUSH! ...DAMN!" You get the point though and the correlation. "Fine," you sigh. "This one's for you... Recording booth it is."

---

"I think this is working so far. I like it, but run that last part back. I need to change the speed of the rhythm.. right here just a bit.. slow it down to fit my flow when I transition. It kinda jumps. Can we mix in a little something so that--"

"I got you," your producer says, immediately moving to tweak the sound. "I does this.. I got you." He knows your style choices by now and your sound. He's also very patient because you know what you want.

"Yeah, and then I'll go in and record the accents." You look at Anaya and wave her over. She's been feeling it so far so you put her in the booth and make her sing through a backing track. Her voice sounds amazing layered under yours and you feel like a musical virtuoso. A firm hand squeezing your asscheek makes you jump a little, developing a crazy look in your eye because how dare any crusty person in this booth touch you, but then you look and it's just Erik. He grips you up against his chest and as his lips smile into your neck, his hand works its way quickly into your panties.

"Wait," you whisper frantically, looking around. He's got everyone staring. You know it. You try to move, but he won't let you and he won't remove his damned hand from inside your panties. You look down and you can see the bulge in your pants moving around. It's super obvious and blatant. You kiss your teeth and he chuckles into your neck.

"You ain't mad, you wet... Talking all that shit," he whispers so only you hear. You are wet and incredibly horny, but the close-up audience is too much. You can look in everyone's eyes and it makes you nervous. His fingers climb inside of you causing you to clench as Anaya tries to contain the humor in her expression. You roll your eyes to camouflage your arousal, also ready to slap your producer for his wandering eye on your zipper. As your song plays forgotten in the background, Erik snickers silently, thoroughly entertained with himself, "I told you. You forget I let you think you're in control.. Who's in charge?"

"...You are," you whisper, distracted by this breath on your ear and neck. He's rubbing you down below and it sends a chill through you.

"And who am I? Put some base in your voice." He's going all out today. You shake your head and he bites your ear. "Say it."

"Daddy," you blurt.

"Show over. Everyone get the fuck out," he yells and people bounce immediately, Anaya being the last and walking out slowly. His fingers leave you and you yank your body away raring to light into him but he snatches you back by your arm and throws you over the equipment.

"ERIK! You better PRAY you d-didn't mess anything up," you stutter.

"I don't give a fuck." He yanks down your clothes and grips your hair firmly in his fist bringing your head back as he pushes slowly into your entrance, his lips at your ear. "You know what to do. Turn up."

It felt too good not to. Relenting to the feeling, you throw it back, working him as he tugs roughly on your hair. Without warning, he begins crashing into you and your legs buckle. Pressing his hand into your back, he proceeds to drive his hips into you. You've long been ruined for other dick. An image of a hotdog in a hallway comes to mind. "You better.. not.. ever die," you grunt through his thrusts.

"Fuck you talking bout?"

"Where.. I'm a find.. dick, uhh.. like thiss," you hiss. He collapses on top of you, his heavy body bouncing in wheezing laughter. "I'm serious," you breathe.

Once you're put back together, he checks you out to make sure you're presentable and invites the team back into the studio. They run through the song one more time with all of the improvements as if nothing had happened and he grabs your cheeks in one hand, smacking a loud kiss on your lips. "Good job," he says.

---

In your bedroom, he's changing into his dark grey workout gear on his way back out to meet his trainer. You know better than to stand between him and his workout session because his image is part of his fame and his money, but you have to talk to him.

"Hey Erik?"

"Sup," he says lifting from the bed and shifting you out of his path, "I gotta go baby."

"I know. Just wanted to tell you, I fired Raven. She was negligent toward Anthony and I caught her in here trying on my clothes. Then she wouldn't leave immediately, it was weird. Corey and Anaya are going through a potential breakup because he thinks she's cheating and she swears she isn't. She's basically been taking care of the baby alone and I feel like I have to fix it. Also, I still don't know who leaked my number because if it wasn't Armont, then who was it?"

He drops back onto the bed rubbing his face. Pulling out his phone, he makes a call and you stare at him confused.

"Yeah, Pers.. I can't make it today...."

"NO, I didn't mean--" you shake your head silently pantomiming for him to hang up and go ahead. You didn't mean for him to drop everything and handle it right on the spot. You just needed to vent and wanted him to know what was going on.

"Yeah, I know. I'll work out from here and meet you tomorrow.... Sumo squats, back squats, leg curls, and lunges.... and the treadmill, yep... aight."

Gaping, you stare in regret, but he stands slowly to hug you with seemingly no hard feelings.

"Fix your face. Don't feel bad, you're more important than my workout. I got a whole home gym, I can workout at home. You obviously need me right now."

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[murasakinohoshi]

Proud Maiden

AU for episode 91 of VRAINS. I don't like the truth Aoi lost, so... this's the result. Don't ask me how Aoi won, I'm not a Duelist xD

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"It's impossible!"

Bohman yelled, staring at Blue Maiden doubtfully while his LP became 0. He couldn’t understand what was happening. He was only half a step away from his victory, and he still lost. He lost as soon as he thought he already won. How?

“You did it, Blue Maiden,” the blue Ignis said proudly. To be honest, there are moments where she thought they would lose, but Blue Maiden turned the table spectacularly.

“Because you helped me a lot, Aqua,” Blue Maiden said to the Ignis thankfully. Then she walked straight to Bohman who didn’t still stand up. “As you promised, now give me the vaccine data to restore the consciousness of Miyu-chan.”

Bohman stared at Blue Maiden, then stood up slowly. When he said he would give Blue Maiden that vaccine data, he didn’t think he would have to do it. He thought he would defeat her easily, but it didn’t happen. He lost, and he wanted to keep his promise. “This’s yours,” he said while making a digital ball what was absorbed into Blue Maiden’s Duel Disk later.

“Thank you,” Blue Maiden smiled. Finally she got it, she didn’t want anything else but meeting Miyu again and gave her what she just got. But she knew she needed to wait a little longer.

“Anyway, I still feel bad a bit when I can’t take the data of Kusanagi Jin back from you.”

Bohman knitted his eyebrows, looking at Blue Maiden questioningly. He didn’t understand it, rescuing Jin was a part of her mission.

Watching Blue Maiden through the screen, Playmaker couldn’t hide his surprise. He didn’t expect that she would remember his purpose when she got what she needed.

“Yeah,” Blue Maiden nodded as if she knew what he was thinking. “But it’s Playmaker’s purpose. He saved me in the Tower of Hanoi event, and I want to pay the debt,  that’s all.”

Aqua curiously looked up Blue Maiden in a moment, then she shrugged. “Your heart is swaying, you’re lying.”

Blue Maiden was frozen. Then she sighed, looking down the blue Ignis. “Aqua, you don’t need to distinguish the truth and the lie every time,” she mumbled. Just in a simple moment, she wished Aqua wasn’t there. Fortunally, Aqua couldn’t say exactly her feeling.

“I’m sorry when I can’t give you that,” Bohman replied, incidentally saved Blue Maiden from the awkward situation. Then he turned to look at the door behind him. “I already gave it to Lightning. You need to defeat him first.”

“I know,” Blue Maiden nodded, then curiously looked at Bohman when remembered something. “Then what would happen to the Link Vrains? You said you are the Link Vrains itself, didn’t you?”

Bohman shook his head, then sat down on the ground. He felt tired after the Duel, and he wanted to rest in a while.

“No. I mean since I synced myself with the Link Vrains, I can control it fully,” he explained, then smirked. “But since you defeated me, that link was broken temporarily.”

Blue Maiden sighed in the relief after she had listened to the explanation. She feared something serious would happen if Bohman, and she didn’t like that. However, she paled when noticed the word ‘temporarily’. “You mean you will do that again?” she worriedly asked.

“It’s right, and it’s wrong either,” Bohman replied. “I can totally sync myself and the Link Vrains again, but as if you guys will give me the time to do that. That’s why Haru had to approach you although I told him to not do it. This time I have nobody to buy time.”

Saying those words, some tears flowed from Bohman’s eyes. He always cared about Haru, but at the last time they met each other, Haru said he wasn’t his brother himself. It was hurt.

“I think... Haru realized his and your feeling.”

Blue Maiden’s words pulled the tall man out of his thought. He surprisingly looked up her.

“I saw his tears,” she quietly said, trying to hide her sadness. “It’s right before he disappeared. To be honest, a part of the reason I wanted to face to you was to say that. I believed he finally saw you as his real older brother.”

“Thank you...”

Bohman whispered. Although he always said he was Haru’s brother, he didn’t know exactly what that feeling was. But now, he could understand it, thanked for Blue Maiden.

Aqua looked at Bohman with something like a smile. Then she narrowed her eyes. “But... shouldn’t you disappear? I hear that’s the rule in this Mirror Link Vrains.”

Bohman shook his head again. “It applies for anyone, except me. Lightning created me to be the vessel for the Ignis, so I won’t disappear since he or myself want that.”

“Really? It’s good.”

Bohman stared at Blue Maiden without a blink when she said that. The young girl always knew how to make him surprised, in or out the Duel. He couldn’t understand her. Lightning used to say to him that human was very hard to understand, but Blue Maiden was incomprehensible. She just experienced a hard Duel, she had to struggle, had to grab each Life point to survive, and then she felt glad when he didn’t disappear? However, what he got was a sad smile.

“I know we’re enemies, but I don’t really want to hurt anyone for my survival,” Blue Maiden explained. “I felt guilty enough when witnessed Haru’s disappearance, so I’m glad when you don’t have the same fate.”

“Don’t you understand this means we’ll probably face to each other again?” he asked. “My mission is to absorb the Ignis, and you’re holding Aqua.”

“Then I only need to defeat you, again and again,” Blue Maiden replied unhesitatingly. “Aqua is a part of Miyu-chan, and I won’t give Aqua to anyone until I meet her again. But Bohman,” she said with the lower voice,  “I don’t want you to waste your life for things like that.”

“My life?”

Bohman replied, then staring at his palms. He had never thought he had the life. Exactly he never questioned what his existence meant. It used to be unimportant to him. “You really think I have the life?” he asked.

“Of course,” Blue Maiden nodded. “Anyone who has the free will and understand their existence has the life. You tried to prevent Haru because you didn’t want him to face to the danger, that’s what makes you live, Bohman. I hope you will respect your own life.”

Then she slowly went to the door, where Aqua said that she sensed the existence of the Light Ignis. “Are you really going to face to him?” Bohman asked loudly.

“Yeah, because our fight isn’t over yet.”

Blue Maiden turned to look at Bohman and replied firmly. Seeing her eyes, Bohman understood that nothing could prevent her anymore. “Don’t die, Blue Maiden,” he said.

“You too.”

And that was the last word Blue Maiden had said before she disappeared from eyesight of Bohman. She got a new promise to do, so she wouldn't allow herself to die, not until the fight was over.

#vrains #vrains spoilers #fanfic #blue maiden #aqua #bohman (vrains)

[frisbee-camp]

Let Me Help

AO3 Link//Wattpad Link

Tj and Cyrus have been friends for a long time, but will that change after life comes crashing down and impulsive decisions catch up to them? (Angst, Ambi, love notes, slow burn, aged up so they're all in high school, god tier ships, mental health, and like a whole bunch more ladies! Let’s get this angst.)

Chapter 12 The Ocean is Six Miles Deep

From Muffin 😸: SKKSKSKSKSKSK WHAT IS THISS Sent: IDK lmao some kid on the basketball team sent it to me From Muffin 😸: I- From Muffin 😸:Best thing I've ever seen!!!!!!!!!! WHAT A TINY KITTTYYYYY AWWWWW Sent: Cutest thing ever right???  From Muffin 😸:Thank you for making my day Tyler James  From Muffin 😸:OH I FORGOT TO TELL YOUUUUUUU Sent: What?? whats wrong??? From Muffin 😸:NOthing,,,,,, but Nala is going to have puppies!!!!!! Sent: OH,...mygod.... From Muffin 😸: IKNOW RIGHT Sent: uhh they're mine now sry not sry From Muffin 😸:ybflhbdsonsj don't worry we'll have our own puppies someday,, my parents already have people who want them 😭 Sent: That's the worst thing I have ever heard in my entire life  Sent: what type of puppies do you want ill get you some for our future home From Muffin 😸: YES our future home must have at LEAST 30 puppies at all times From Muffin 😸:I WANT ALL OF THE PUPPIES GIVE ME ALL OF THEMMM Sent: hahaha i'll try my best  Sent: Ok Cy i really gotta gooo but i'll see you tomorrow? From Muffin 😸: NOOOOOOOO 😭😭🥺 Sent: Underdog...........its so late oh my god go to bed. GOODNIGHTTT 😊 TJ rubbed his eyes and looked at his clock, it was already 3 am and it was Sunday night. He knew he'd see Cyrus at school tomorrow. After last week's winter market, TJ had found himself gravitating towards Cyrus and his friends. He now considered them his closest friends. Wherever Cyrus was, he was there too. Cyrus had even gone over to TJs house to play video games Cyrus was extremely horrible at, they ended up eating canned peaches and playing Mario Cart (TJ let him win every time). Things were finally feeling stable, It felt like old times. He finally felt accepted, and yet there was always something off about the situation. If Cyrus really liked him like everyone told him, then why hadn't he said anything about it?  "Hey stranger," Cyrus had said to him the next morning after plopping his backpack on the table. TJ didn't care that he had to wake up thirty minutes earlier to talk to Cyrus in the mornings, he was glad to see him. "Hi," Tj smiled. He was only slightly tired.  "How'd you sleep?" Cyrus said lightly. "How did you sleep?" TJ retorted.  "Me? Like a baby." Cyrus smiled and laid his head on his backpack. Tj grinned, but he still felt like something was off. TJ laid his hands on the table, lightly fiddling with the straps of Cyrus' backpack. Cyrus put his own hand on Tj's. Tj's hand stopped moving, but his heart was about to beat out of his chest. They both knew they were something more than friends, but neither of them knew how to talk about it.  "So," Tj said.  "So...what?" Cyrus said  "Um," Tj bit his lip, he didn't quite know what to say. "I used to like Jonah," Cyrus said, as he played with TJ's fingers, "Is that okay with you?" Cyrus looked up at him, Tj didn't know if he'd ever seen such nice eyes in his life.  He nodded, his lip faintly curling, "Used to?" he said. Cyrus nodded slightly and looked away, "Yeah, well he's with Walker now...so I can't anymore,"  TJ felt his spirits drop, he whispered: "So, you still like him?"  "That's not what I meant," Cyrus sat up and took TJ's hand in both his hands.  "Then what do you mean?" TJ frowned, he didn't know if Cyrus was telling him if he liked him or Jonah.  "I just wanted you to know that I'm gay," Cyrus gave him a shy smile and looked up at him under his eyelashes. His cheeks were lightly dusted pink, Tj had never wanted to kiss someone's cheek so badly.  He swallowed the feeling down, he didn't want to complicate things. He liked Cyrus too much to confess, he was sure he'd mess it up if he did. He didn't want to hurt him. "Why didn't you tell me before? I thought we told each other everything?" He said.  Cyrus simply shrugged and said, "Well it didn't matter before." "And now it does?" Tj asked. What was he trying to say?  "Maybe, and you know," Cyrus slowly said as he traced TJ's palm, "You don't have to keep coming to school so early, I know you like to sleep."   "The morning is...nice," Tj said, looking around, he actually hated the morning, but at least it was sunny today.  "Tyler James, just say you wanted to see me and move on," Cyrus said, grinning.  TJ gave a fake gasp, "ME? Never," he said laughing, "Actually, I'm not even here right now! I'm a figment of your imagination, so take that." Cyrus rolled his eyes and gently shoved TJ, TJ ruffled his hair and laughed with him.  "Okay you two, get a room," Marty said, walking up to them. He was followed by tired looking Andi, Buffy,  Jonah, and Walker. TJ knew Amber was meeting with the student government to go over what still needed to be done for the dance in a couple weeks, so this meant she'd be extra moody when she gets home.  "Yeah guys, we gotta study for bio, the final is soon and I really really need an A," Walker said as he sat down next to Jonah. TJ noticed that Cyrus had let go of his hand. He saw Cyrus look towards Jonah, TJ felt a pang of jealousy. The rest of the morning consisted of the friends struggling to understand basic biology. During the school day, TJ was met with hesitant yet genuine smiles from his classmates. He didn't feel like he needed to intimidate them anymore, he felt normal. He walked around with his friends, shared food with them, and even gave Andi advice on how to deal with Amber. However, Tj couldn't keep his eyes off Cyrus. He seemed fine this morning, but now he looked deflated. TJ knew the smiles he gave him were fake. He had asked Buffy and Andi about it, but they just looked at eat other quickly and told him to brush it off. TJ couldn't help but notice Cyrus' absence during the second half of the week. TJ tried calling and texting, but he didn't answer. He thought it was something he had done. Was it because he didn't make a move on him? Nice going TJ, you ruined this too.  Friday night, while TJ was quietly playing a video game he'd gotten for his birthday, Amber burst into his room still in her work uniform.  "STOP BEING SO LOUD!" Amber yelled. "I'm literally playing with the sound off Amber what the hell!?" TJ said.  "You're just UGH" Amber threw herself dramatically onto his bed. "What's your problem?" TJ said.  "You're being too loud with your emotions," Amber said into the pillow.  "What are you even talking about?" Tj said confused.  "Twintuition" Amber said, "You're thinking too loud. Have you told him you like him yet?"  "No..." TJ said, looking guilty, "But soon." "That's what I thought. You need to tell him soon so that you can shut your mind up and give me some damn peace and quiet. Here, I'll call him right now." Amber went to reach for his phone, but TJ snatched it away from her line of sight.  "Bambi! Stop being so weird," TJ frowned at his phone screen, he had no notifications, "He's not even answering my texts." Amber sat up on her elbows, she hummed, "That's weird, I'll text Andi" a few moments later Tj saw Amber sit up and bite her lip.  TJ immediately stood up and took Amber's phone from her hand, he read a long desperate message from Andi saying Cyrus hadn't been answering their calls either, and when their friends went over to check on him, he barely acknowledged them. Andi said that his parents said he hadn't been taking his meds and that they were trying their best, but they couldn't do anything other than make sure he didn't hurt himself. Andi suggested TJ talk to him, maybe he needed to see a new face. Andi had sent his address in the text.  TJ frantically packed an overnight bag, "Come on!" he said to confused Amber, "will you take me?" She nodded skeptically.  TJ really hadn't thought this through. He really did not know what he was doing knocking on the Goodman's door at 10 pm on a Friday, he just knew he couldn't sit around like last time.  A man in a dark colored robe answered the door, he was holding a steaming mug, "Yes?" The man asked as he looked TJ up and down.  "Oh move Norman, it's one of Cyrus' friends," TJ saw a kind looking woman move Norman aside.  "Hi um Mr and Mrs Goodman I'm TJ, we've met before, I came, to" Tj pulled on his duffle bag strap, "I came to see if Cyrus was alright" He gave them his best handshake and smile.  "Ah," the woman raised her eyebrows and gave Norman a suspicious look, "So you're the one he's been talking about. Come in come in. I assume you're staying since you brought your bag and everything?" TJ shrank, he really didn't think this through, "If that's okay with you? I don't mean to intrude." "Oh sweetie no need to use that formal voice, you're here for Cyrus, you can stay however long you want," The woman opened the door wider and motioned for him to come in. TJ had been to Cyrus' before, but not to this house, he did have two sets of parents of course.  "He's with us this week, " The woman whispered in front of his door, "Please try to get him to take his meds," TJ saw her walk away and whisper something to Cyrus' dad who solemnly nodded.  TJ softly knocked and received no response. He knocked again. No response. He gently twisted the door open, "Cyrus?" he whispered into the darkness. "Cyrus?" he asked again as he stepped inside and dropped his bag. He saw Cyrus sitting on his bed, bundled in what Tj could only assume were all the blankets in Shadyside. Nala was sitting beside him as he stared into his blue computer screen. A breeze ran through the room, someone had left the window cracked open. TJ walked over and closed it, startling Cyrus. "TJ?" Cyrus asked confused. TJ knew that if he looked at him his heart would break, he looked at his dog instead.  "Yeah," he said as he sat next to him, "Your dog's here." "Yeah." "Does she always follow you?" "Yeah." "Uh, Whatcha watching?" TJ sat next to him. He didn't know what to do with his hands, or his feet, or his with his words for that matter.  "What are you doing here TJ?" TJ saw Cyrus stop petting Nala, she looked up at them both.  "Just thought I'd visit is all" TJ quickly glanced at Cyrus, he was right, his heart broke. Cyrus looked completely miserable, he was hollow. "What are you watching?" "Ocean documentaries." "Oh yeah? About what?" TJ really really did not know what he was doing, he just knew he had to be here. "The ocean." "What about the ocean?" TJ said grinning slightly. "What are you doing here TJ? I don't want you to see me like this," Cyrus whispered. He looked on the brink of tears, TJ hated this. He hated that Cyrus was sad, he hated that he couldn't kiss him, he hated that they were dumb teenagers with too many feelings.  "I wanted to see you," Tj said, forcing himself to look at Cyrus' sunken face. Tj wanted to cry too.  Cyrus looked down and back to his screen, he pressed play. They watched the movie in silence. Tj didn't know what it was about, he was too busy playing with Cyrus' fingers.  When the movie ended Cyrus burst into tears.  He leaned onto TJ's shoulder, "I don't know why I'm like this," he sobbed, "I don't know what I'm doing, I have nothing to be sad about." TJ didn't know what to do, so he sat there and rubbed his back as Cyrus' tears soaked his shirt. I wish I could take away your pain. TJ had to blink back his own tears. They sat there until the credits ended and Cyrus' sobs turned into sniffles.  "Another?" TJ asked softly. He felt Cyrus nod. TJ played another Ocean documentary as Cyrus clung to his shirt. Tj eventually felt Cyrus' breath even out. TJ tried to pay attention to the movie, it had something to do with the Mariana Trench and pufferfish, but TJ couldn't concentrate.  "Why are you so nice to me Tyler James?" Cyrus quietly asked.  "I'm your friend" "Friends don't do this," Cyrus said, still clinging to TJ.  "You just-" Tj thought to himself, "You get me, and I want to get you too. You know what I mean?" "You're easy to understand," Cyrus said.  "What do you mean?"  "You avoid your own feelings by fixing other people, you like feeling useful." Cyrus let out in one breath, "And so do I" he added.  "So I've heard" Tj chuckled to himself.  He heard Cyrus let out a breath, "Are you staying over?" "Yeah." "Don't you have cool jock stuff to do?" "This is my cool jock stuff," Tj grinned and squeezed Cyrus. He saw Cyrus' lips quirk up. He didn't know a smile could be so rewarding.  "I'm glad you came today and not yesterday. I was a mess yesterday." Cyrus sighed.  "Why?" TJ said, "I could've handled it." Cyrus let out a breath through his nose, "No you really couldn't have. My parents almost called all the psychiatrists in town." TJ stayed silent for a moment, simply tracing circles on Cyrus' back and hearing him breath. He wanted to stay like that forever. But, he knew he couldn't, "Why'd you stop taking your meds Cyrus?" he asked gently.  Cyrus was quiet. TJ thought he had fallen asleep, but he finally answered in the smallest voice, "I just want to be normal." Tj bit his lip, "Normal is what you make of it. You need to take them Cy, they're there to help you." Cyrus sighed and buried himself deeper into TJ's chest, "I know," Tj heard him say faintly. They stayed like that for the rest of the night, watching ocean documentaries under all the blankets in Shadyside, until they both fell asleep. Cyrus didn't let go of TJ the entire night.

#andi mack #andi mack fic #tyrus #tyrus fic #muffy #ambi #i kinda didnt proofread this so lmk if there are grammar issues and stuff lol #let me help #my fics #tyrus fanfic #andi mack fanfiction #disney owns me #the angst is real ladies #i didnt want to proofread bcs this chapter made me too sad #i just want them to be happy

[rosesisupposes]

Destined, part 12

aka He’ssss Back

Character Tags: Virgil/Anixety ; Patton/Creativity ; Patton/Morality ; Logan/Logic ; Remy/Sleep ; Dante/Deceit

Chapter Pairings: None, Just some aesthetic appreciation of ya boi Dante

Chapter Warnings: Deceit as villain but goddamn he’s still pretty, graphic violence, not-fully-consensual acts (not sexual though), cigarettes

Reader Tags: @residentanchor @royally-anxious​ @sanderssidesfanblog @bewarethegrammarpolice

Summary: After centuries of acting as an oracle to heroes, quest-seekers, and villains alike, Virgil just wants to live as a normal, modern human. For someone who can see infinite probabilities, you’d think he’d know better.

<<Chapter 11 | Masterlist | Chapter 13>>

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Walking to the cafe the next morning, Virgil was deep in happy thought. He was happy for Logan and Patton, and happier still as he remembered he’d probably see Roman today. He always worried about the future, but just now there were so many good possibilities that involved him. He couldn’t remember the last time that was true.

Suddenly, a “Psssst!” from an alley just off the street startled him into the present. His eyes caught on shiny snakeskin loafers and dragged up black slacks and a black button-down, hemmed and accented in gold thread. He met a pair of familiar brown eyes with scattered gold streaks throughout and gulped. It’s him. The sorcerer had found him again.

“Sorry for the suddennesss, I’ve been trying to find you for two days straight,” the man said with a crooked smile. If he hadn’t been so worried about the sorcerer’s intentions, Virgil might have swooned at that smile - the sorcerer was still as undeniably attractive as he’d been in that seashore grotto all those years ago. “I didn’t have a chance to introduce myself before - I’m Dante.”

“Um. Hello. Is this about crashing into you? I’m really sorry, it was an accident...”

“No, no, not at all. That’s old news,” the man chuckled, casually waving a hand that held a smoldering cigarette. “The real news is that you are a Sage, and I’m a ssorcerer.”

Virgil stared at him, wide-eyed. Oh Thiota’s tears, he did recognize me.

“I, uh, don’t know what you’re, um, talking about...” he stammered, looking down.

“I get it, you’re nervouss. You’ve been hiding, and so few could possibly understand. But that’s why I wanted to find you. Because I understand.” Dante was still smiling, friendly. His voice was light yet earnest. He took a slow drag of his cigarette. Virgil blinked, unsure how to react. Had he judged the man too quickly? Had the sorcerer reformed his ways since Virgil had last encountered him? But if he had, why would the glimpse of his destiny that Virgil had seen still point to self-interest and plotting?

“I… you do? I mean. Um. What do you understand?” It was a not a great day for Virgil and coherency.

Dante sighed. “I know it’s sscary to admit. But from the minute we ran into each other the other day, I knew you were like me – out of our natural time and place. Out of our element. Here we both are living in this modern, mundane world – and you and I both know neither of us iss mundane. And I may be mistaken but – I think I know you, Sage. I’ve met you before, in a past form. Your name wass once Zephyr, correct?”

Virgil met the other man’s eyes directly for the first time in this surprising interaction. Dante certainly didn’t seem to be angry or attempting to threaten him. And playing fully ignorant clearly hadn’t worked. But he’d still rather not give up any more information than what Dante already knew.

“Yes, I was Zephyr, centuries ago. You seem to be familiar with my power. Have I divined for you before?”

Dante’s smile morphed into a wry grin. “Yes, you did. And like any great Sage, your riddle always had the chance end badly for me. The choicess weren’t on my side, that time.” He shrugged philosophically and took another drag. “The real downside was the backlash of the ritual, and the change it had on my form. It took me 500 years to shift back into something thiss human. And clearly, I’m not perfect.”

Virgil had thought he was imagining the added sibilance of the sorcerer’s words right up until he saw Dante flick a forked tongue at him with a wink. Suddenly, he wondered about those snakeskin ‘shoes’.

“But that’s why I’m so glad to have found you,” Dante continued. “I’ve been hoping to find more like uss. The magic folk. I know there musst be more of us in the world still. I tried visiting the spritess out in their hideaways but they’ve given up on the public life entirely. Only the renegades and runawayss are left, and they live as human.”

Virgil shrugged. “Of course they’re in hiding. The world has moved on from us magical beings. Humanity has achieved so much with their own ingenuity and technology – they don’t need us  to conjure or dinve anymore. For this life, I’ve been living as just a regular human. It’s been so much nicer than my old lives of solitude and visions. Humanity has several…” He blushed faintly, thinking of Roman’s teasing smile. “...perks.”

Dante seemed shocked. “But… we could do so much more! Yes, technology has advanced but jusst imagine what we magic folk could do to push it further! And well. We’re not like them. We can do more, ssee more, be more. Why would you want to hide that? It’s bad enough to think of how much has already been losst.” Another exhale of cigarette smoke morphed into a tiny dragon, flapping its wings and blowing clouds until it dissipated in the breeze. A second drag produced a life-size fairy that flittered and waved at Virgil before floating off into nothingness. A vise squeezed around his heart, thinking of old friends now long gone.

“Maybe we’d help. Maybe we’d get in the way. Maybe we’d hurt them all accidentally. Or maybe they’d hurt us,” Virgil sighed. “I’m not sure what would happen, but I do know that I’m tired. I just want to live out this attempt at humanity and rejoin my family in the ether. They say the passage of time is meaningless there, and I’ve had enough lifetimes for any existence at this point.”

“That… I ssuppose I understand. Waiting through the ages iss…difficult” Dante looked up and past Virgil’s head, a bleak and empty look in his eyes, “I suppose it would be rude of me to assk you do continue to endure. I had just hoped…” A new look flitted across Dante’s face. Uncertainty? Disappointment? It was replaced by determination as he tossed his cigarette to the ground and snuffed it. “I won’t bother your further, then, unlesss you seek me out. But before I go, I must ask you. Sage, I entreat you, tell me my desstiny.”

Virgil blanched. The invocation. Of course Dante remembered the exact phrase to compel a Sage to act. Virgil couldn’t deny Dante’s request without risking his very existence. Seeing the steely resolve in Dante’s eyes, Virgil could tell the sorcerer remembered that perfectly, and knew exactly what he was doing. He hadn’t reformed his ways at all. The last bit of hope Virgil had clung to vanished. 

He took a deep breath, and in a voice thick with anger followed the script he knew by heart. “Seeker, to know your destiny is to be bound by it. Are you prepared to risk your future?”

The sorcerer did not resist the urge to smirk as he replied, “I am.”

“Then give me your hands, and prepare to be bound.”

If he was going to have to see the man’s future, again, he wanted his own answers. Virgil grasped Dante’s arms and looked not forward, but back.

The sorcerer had been telling the truth about some things, at least. He’d taken only a couple of years from his first future-telling to put his plan into motion, and his recovery had been just over 500 years in the works. But what had the ambitious man done that had led to his downfall? Could it be used against him? What would Virgil be able to see?

A flash of golden light lights the dark room. The space is incredibly familiar - Dante makes his way through obstacles with barely any thought given. Past dark shapes to a smaller room, lit only by an orb of azure fire. He loops his fingers and twist them in a complex gesture, and the fire disperses entirely, revealing a wooden staff that throws off waves of pure energy. His heart hammers as he reaches for it, his own magic pulsing in time with the raw power of the sprite-staff. As his hand makes contact, the magic sings to him, a high keening that whispers of possibilities to make or mar the world as a whole. He can force every inhabitant to do as he bids, or tear this world down and build a new one in his place. It will be just as easy as snapping his fingers - all he will need are the final rituals to bring the staff to its full potential. He remembers the lie he was able to conceal from his dissertation - from the faculty, from the headmaster, even from Septimus. The staff was not intended to be tied to just one ritual or purpose. No, its creation at the hands of all four sprite tribes means there are four rituals, each of one tribe’s old gods, each uniting the full power of those tribes into the staff. Once he’s finished, he will be able to control nearly everything - water, fire, ground, and green life.

Time blurs. Dante has visited the petrified wood altar of the tree sprites, deep in a secluded wood; the pearly altar of the water sprites at the bottom of the sea; the sliced stalagmite altar of the ground sprites in a deep cave. Now he climbs a volcano, approaching the stone altar of the fire sprites. One final ritual, and his power will be cemented. Soon, he will be able to limit and reverse the spread of humanity across this planet, and magical creatures from fairies to dragons will acknowledge him as their savior and master. He reaches the top the volcano, where long-since cooled lava created a natural altar. There is a faint humming as the staff nears its final destination. The humming grows louder as he places it in the grooves of the stone and begins the final binding spell. It takes both power and concentration, but Dante has plenty of both to spare. So deeply is he engrossed in the workings of the spell that he doesn’t note the growing heat under his feet until he smells scorched leather. Opening his eyes, he blanches. The rock he is standing on is melting slowly back into lava. He whirls around to see a tiny fire sprite sending pulse after pulse of magic heat into the rock below them. Dante is torn - if he casts a spell now to protect himself from the heat, the ritual will be disrupted. But the power is too tempting. If he hurries, and pours even more of his own magic into it, he might just finish before he gets scorched. He is sweating from the exertion and the heat around him, but he can at last feel the ritual nearing completion.

The staff is too bright to look at directly, the essence of heat dripping out of the altar to twine around its no-longer-wooden form. Tiny points of searing pain erupt on his back. The sprite is throwing fireballs at him now, ruining his concentration. “Cease, you interfering pest! Know you not that I bring your world salvation? Who are you to interrupt me?” Dante rasps out. “My name is Flame,” the sprite says. “And I don’t believe that you intend to save anyone but yourself.” The fireballs continue and the heat cooks his flesh as Dante stares, then shudders in mirthless laughter. This was part of his destiny, of course. “The world will turn to Flame.” Mordred’s mercy on that damned Sage. Dante’s laughter is thin and high, becoming more and more of a wheeze as the effort of so many spells saps him. He releases the ritual spell and redoubles his heat protection, but his energy is flickering and his flesh is burning. He needs tougher skin, less surface area to burn. He needs to survive. His body shudders and twists as he curls in on himself. But the curling continues long past what the normal limit should be. He cowers from the flames and feels them recede, but they keep receding. No, he is shrinking. Cramps spasm through his smooth muscles and scales as Dante the adder writhes on hot stone. Flame the sprite regards him curiously, then traps his snake-form in a floating cage of fire. There is nothing to do but hiss angrily as the altar becomes lava once more, consuming the sprite-staff and all its potential power.

Virgil brought himself back to the present, shuddering. Living through others’ lives had never been quite so disturbing. His shoulders felt cramped from having lived Dante’s serpentine transformation. And he still had an obligation to look into the man’s future, thanks to the ever-helpful Law of Sages. With an internal groan, he let himself fall into his power once more.

He’d seen this future once before, but hadn’t had to look as deeply through the particular choices. Now, he fought back the urge to cry or vomit as he saw the devastation that Dante was all too willing and ready to enact. The man had no qualms whatsoever if it meant he could bring back magical beings - even if that required other beings, like humans or animals, to perish. Virgil could see many ways that Dante would succeed but just as many where he would fail. There was Roman, in every one of those failures, interfering somehow. Now his eyes were definitely stinging. Here, he accidentally tripped over Dante in a crucial moment, ruining his concentration. There, he deliberately tackled the glowering man as he prepared to cast a destruction spell, or access a database of genetic code, or leech the lifeforce out of a human into a tiny, winged corpse. But worst of all were the futures in which Roman charged the sorcerer only to be struck fatally with a casual bolt of magic, or those where he was among the crowds of humans penned and shackled under Dante’s rule. Virgil searched into the near future - where was the critical juncture? Was there one moment that made this all avoidable? Sweet Pythia, there was. Thank the stars.

A Sage in the midst of foretelling was a channel for a magic as ancient as life itself. They spoke not with their own voice, nor with their form’s body, but with the echoes of past and future Sages, of deep caverns and mountain peaks. Virgil opened his mouth and released Dante’s second fortune.

“Your triumph can only be deterred by the inadvertent prints.”

The minute his connection to the magic faded, he pulled his hands away. Dante was grinning.

“I know there will be a trick again. There’s alwayss a trick. Sorry – choice,” he sneered. “A posssibility of failure. But this time I won’t be caught off guard.” He noticed Virgil’s glare and sighed. “I know, I know, that was rude. I’d say I’m ssorry, but well. I’m not. But I did mean it when I said I won’t bother you anymore. Not unless you want me to.” He winked, and walked out of the alley, humming to himself as he lit another cigarette.

Virgil rubbed his hands against his hoodie, wishing the feeling of complicity could be scraped off. Yes, there was breathing room hidden in how similar-sounding ‘prints’ was to ‘Prince,’ but his heart was still sinking in his chest. Now that he knew Dante’s full design, and had given him a warning, albeit obscure…  Mother Shipton, he was going to have to tell Roman. Wasn’t he?

author note: hey look, more homophone jokes! it’s almost like that was the secret motivation for this entire story and it… got away from me.

there is ART OF THIS SCENE now, thanks to @residentanchor and I am blushing REAL HARD

#destined #writing #sanders sides #fanfic #deceit #tw deceit #virgil sanders #deceit sanders #let there be plot #let there also be lots of unique swears