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marisferasiop · 2 years

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Reposted from ao3: full story in the link

Poe x Finn pairing.

Summary: Set approximately 19 years post-Exegol. They've rebuilt a smaller base and have jobs with the Republic. Poe gets kidnapped after be lured off planet to Yavin IV, Finn has to find him.

Warnings: Drama, intrigue, angst, hurt/comfort, some non-con and alluded or nongraphic r*pe (forced oral). Honestly it's about 5/7ths fluff and comfort. Smut in the last chapter.

Ajan Kloss, 54 ABY, 19 years after Exegol

Finn sighs heavily as he signs the final routing of requisitions document in his folder for the evening and pushes it across the tabletop. He’s bone-weary from the summits and meetings and negotiations that have been happening for two weeks straight while two xeno cultures require re-housing after a star collided with its closest planet and heavily damaged the next one and its populated moon from the resulting blast. He glances across the desk they're perched at and sees that Poe is in the same sort of shape- nearly asleep on his fist as he signs the same document and closes the folder. Poe hands the folder to an assistant and yawns.

“Dinner?” Finn asks, stretching out his back. He’s been sitting far too long for comfort. Poe nods thru another jaw-cracking yawn that makes Finn grin and then stifle his own. “Stop that.”

“Contagious.” Poe nods with a snort and stands, stretching his arms above his head and pushing in his chair with a foot. “Let's go eat so we can sleep. Maker, I'm glad this week is over.”

“Yeah,” Finn agrees, straightening his tunic as he stands. “They’ll be shipping out tonight and tomorrow morning, and we might get a day or two of sleep before more come in,” he laughs, shaking his head. This consulting -slash- ambassadorship position they’ve waltzed into with the Republic is far preferable to wartime, but hardly less stressful. The only things that have changed is Poe mostly stays on the ground and the threat of imminent death is lower. He knows Poe would rather be among the stars or dozing in the sun in a hammock than signing paperwork and delegating all day, but he takes it on the chin either way.

When asked, he just says “someone’s gotta do it, might as well be us” and shrugs. Finn can't help but wonder if Poe doesn't think he deserves a life he actually wants, rather than one he seems to be continually finding himself in. Regardless, he won't ask. No sense in stirring a pot of shit when they're both happy enough, and still miraculously stationed together.

It’s far too late for the mess to still be open. The two men fall into a well-practiced step and walk to the closest cantina for a bite before they can fall into their beds and hopefully be left alone. Inside the small building is a crowd of gleeful xenos of several sorts and a smattering of humans, all singing raucously to the band in the corner and dancing in an amorphous clump in the center of the room. Finn orders at the counter while Poe scouts for a table and they luck out; a dim corner booth is free.

“So,” Finn starts, settling on the other side of the booth. “How long do you think we’ll do this?”

Poe puffs out his cheeks on a sigh. “No telling. I didn't think I'd make it into my kriffing fifties - so what does it matter, really? Just another thing that has to be done, and we were left in charge. Gotta do it. Someone has to, anyway.” He glances and Finn fondly and smirks. “Might as well be us.”

Finn nods, having expected the answer. He smiles at the waiter who drops off two beers and scuttles off. He watches the condensation for a moment. “Getting old, though. Makes me feel old, doing this. You think about settling down? Going back to Yavin 4? Or– somewhere not a military colony?”

Poe snorts and knocks back half his beer. “I haven't been on Yavin 4 since I was sixteen. Not for more than a day, anyway, to handle my affairs after defecting.” At Finn's frown he clarifies. “Getting my dad to sign my paperwork to get my pension if I was killed or executed was… Not easy.” He pauses for a moment watching the recognition settle in Finn’s face and smiles grimly.

“Anyway. No, I don't think I'll go back to Yavin 4. Dad made it pretty clear he had no interest after I … Abandoned the political system he and mom gave up their youth and life fighting for. Even if I really didn't. And even if it didn't fucking work how it was supposed to.” Poe finishes his beer and stares at the glass, debating another. “If it had, we wouldn't have had a war to fight. The same fucking war. Anyway.” He huffs, annoyed at himself for sounding like such an old man. “What about you?”

Finn smiles easily and passes his beer across the table. “I only wanted the taste. And I don't have anywhere else to go.”

“Right.”

The waiter brings two plates and they settle in, conversation turning lighter as they shovel the food down like two ex-combatants, and soon they're walking to their quarters.

“Are you still wearing that scented water I found on our last diplomacy trip?” Poe leans sideways and sniffs at Finn's shoulder, chuckling as he straightens.

“You bought it for me. I like it.” Finn frowns at him; twenty or so years has not entirely caught him up to speed on what all Poe finds funny or why. Sometimes it's buried under a hundred layers of sarcasm and inside jokes.

“So do I, that's why I bought it.” Poe shoots him an easy, boyish grin.

“For me?”

“Yes, because I see you every day so now I get to smell it all the time. And I'm not a scent- wearing sort of guy. Though frankly I'm lucky I don't stink like I used to, being in a cockpit all the time and getting a weekly sonic ‘fresher if everything worked out well.”

Finn frowns, remembering their young adulthood very differently. “You never stank. I didn't think so. Still don’t.” He always thought Poe smelled fantastic, especially fresh off a mission and practically vibrating out of his skin from the stims and adrenaline. It had been a long time since then; probably the last mission he took maybe eight years ago to upend a First Order sympathizer base in the outer rim. He’d come home smelling the same as ever and Finn had found it difficult not to squeeze him until everything made sense again.

“Well what a relief, since you're still around.” Poe elbows him playfully and snorts affectionately. “Anyway, I'm glad you use it. ‘s nice.”

“Does it remind you of home, or something?”

“Hmm, maybe, a little. Mostly reminds me of you, I guess. That soap you like, and–” Poe shrugs, his thoughts fizzling out. He hums with that set to his mouth and Finn doesn't expect to get anything more.

They're already back to base; Finn lets the conversation end naturally as he opens a service door off the hangar and Poe passes him through it.

In the fifteen or so years since the Resistance functionally dissolved, Poe and Finn re-established a new, smallish base on Ajan Kloss that had actual permasteel structures instead of their cobbled-together huts and dug-out latrines. They have a modest but sort of sprawling main building with a line of a few dozen bunks down both sides of a hall that ends in a bunker which serves as their command and comms center. On the other end is a mess hall and a communal refresher. The medbay is off a side hall and by some miracle Kalonia is still kicking around in there with a few medtech droids. They’ve kept several of the old resistance team, mostly people loyal to Finn and Poe specifically, who also didn't have anywhere else to be after the war wound down.

Like every night, Finn walks Poe to his door and says goodnight, going across the hall and down a few bunks to his own door. He sits at the desk for a bit and taps around on a datapad, intentionally keeping his thoughts light, before stripping down and stepping into the fresher.

He hopes very much that wherever Poe goes after this, he’ll invite Finn.

__________

They get one day off before the next round of delegates come, this time from the outer rim, with complaints of pirates in their orbit. Poe sends out Pava and her squadron to recon and chase them off if possible.

The squadron comes back a week later, after the delegates have dined and signed treaties and joined the Republic and finally shipped off. The pirates had already found the planet system lacking and moved on, but Pava’s squadron had chased them out of the next system and into the unknown regions.

Two weeks after that, while the generals are walking home one evening, BB-8 trills and rolls up behind them, beeping at Poe animatedly.

“What is it buddy?”

I've got a holo for you.

Poe frowns and squats down. “A holo?”

From Yavin 4, BB-8 bloops, seeming concerned, and rolls off the Poe’s room.

“Shit.”

Finn looks between Poe's open door and his face and connects the drawn look. “Your dad?”

“Probably. He’s gotta be- at least seventy-something now. Kriff.” Poe scrubs a hand down his face and stalks to his quarters, leaving the door open.

Finn follows.

BB-8 is already projecting a video of an elderly woman, far older than either of them. “I’m sorry Poe. I hate to send one of these finicky things, but it’s the only way to get word across to you. Kes isn’t doing too well. I think if you have any interest in speaking to him again, you might want to come out here soon. I’ll leave you to it, it’s your decision, but I wanted you to be able to make it.”

The blue light clicks off and Poe is sitting there on the edge of his bed, glaring at the spot where the woman has been standing. A muscle flexes in his cheek and he puts his head in his hands.

“Go, if you want. I can manage here.”

“I know that,” Poe sighs. “I don't want to go. But I guess I ought to.”

“I can come if you–”

“No. Gotta have someone here. I can do it, I just– not looking forward to it. Y’know?”

Finn doesn't- he doesn't have a family he feels estranged from, not really. His family is in this room, with the exception of Rey, who’s maker-knows-where out there in the galaxies doing Jedi shit. But he understands the sentiment. He nods and folds his hands behind his back. “Want me to get Testor to shuttle you out?”

“Nah, I'll fly myself. Been ages since I've been up there.” Poe smiles ruefully and lets out a breath. “Not looking forward to the stims to stay awake for six kriffing days. Gonna feel like shit for a week after, and you get to deal with the whining.” Poe shoots Finn a shit-eating grin and gets up, digging out a kit bag from under his bed. He starts filling it methodically with a few outfits and stops. “I haven't seen him in probably thirty years,” Poe says, apropos of nothing, and gives Finn a look.

Finn feels like a weight has been abruptly sat on his chest, but has learned when banter is needed. He tilts up half is face in a smile and quips:

“Worried he’s not gonna recognize such an old man? You’ll have a full beard by the time you get out there, too. It comes in faster these days.” He touches his own bare chin for effect.

Poe’s always had scruff- in their youth it was attractive and gave him a tousled appearance that certainly worked when paired with his helmet-wild curls. Now he toys around with a beard occasionally, shaving it when he’s sick of it and growing it back when he’s tired of shaving daily. He has a short beard at the moment, a thick cover of greying fluff.

It’s still highly attractive.

Finn is- as he always is when the beard reappears– torn between jealousy (because he can’t grow one well, himself) and wanting to curl his fingers into it, drag Poe closer. He blinks at his own wandering thoughts and clears his throat.

“Nah.” Poe snorts. “I imagine it’ll be like looking in a mirror at this point. Aside from the beard. I think. Gonna leave BB with you- kay? Don't really need an astromech for flying in peacetime.” BB-8 trills their dissent but Finn just stares. His brow threads into a frown and Poe pauses, frowning back.

Finn feels deeply uncomfortable the longer this conversation goes on. He has a very strong urge to tell Poe he either has to take a partner or BB-8 at the very least. He doesn't have that sort of sway, of course, and even if he could pull rank he wouldn't want to- not on his best friend. But Poe usually listens to him when it’s important.

Finn certainly hasn't gotten into the position he has by not speaking his mind. “I think you need to take a partner. Or BB. Please.”

Poe freezes and glances over at him again, knowing well that tone. He’s learned by now that Finn has feelings he doesn't quite understand or always know the shape of, but following them usually pans out. “I’ll take BB-8,” he assents quietly, and Finn nods once, only marginally relieved.

“Send me a signal when you land.”

“Will do, General.” Poe smirks and zips up his bag, tossing it toward the door. “Bring you back a huge sack of homegrown purple spice and Yavinese rum, we’ll have a party,” he winks at Finn as he angles to leave the room and Finn forces a smile, waving goodnight and hitting the door closed behind him.

Finn does not sleep until nearly dawn; the heavy feeling is laying on his chest like a soaked blanket. The measly hour of sleep he gets is interrupted by the roar of a modified T-70 taking off.

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“Anything?” Finn calls out, seeing Connix thru the transparisteel wall. She’s coming in off a recon, one of a handful of volunteers dribbling in day by day for a fuel-up and new orders.

“Nothing. Not a peep.” She grimaces and stalks off to the bunks, let down. Finn sighs heavily and nods at the pile of paperwork and data pads on his desk. It’s his turn to scout again next, which no one is happy about.

Losing both of them would be a blow to the careful balance of delegations, peace treaties, resettlement programs, and mutual trust they have in place. No one else has worked with as many displaced species as himself and Poe- or now, for these long months, just himself. Finn growls under his breath and pulls up a map on his data pad, crossing off another sector.

The core had been cleared quickly; shockingly enough it had been easy to comb the seedy underbelly of even the most densely-packed cities. He’d followed tips and maps and invites along the slave routes out to the middle rings and further. All that’s left is the furthest reaches of the outer rim.

Finn stares at the map, numb. He pulls up Poe’s last transmission via BB-8.

Landed at the marina moon hub, buddy. Docking my ship and taking the next public transport down to Y4 at 0400. Leaving BB with the ship- half the terrain out to the farm is not suitable. See ya in a week!

That had been six standard months ago- and not so much as a whisper of where Poe had been spirited off to. Finn had given his friend the benefit of the doubt- he waited a very anxious two weeks after his no-show to accompany a scouting pilot (after no transmissions had made it) to Yavin 4. They had found BB-8 and Poe's old starfighter almost immediately at the port- docked right where he’d left it and untouched on the marina moon. BB-8 had been in low-power mode and had been very confused to find Finn waking them up. Finn had taken the x-wing down from the moon to the farming planet himself this time, and paid the hefty fine for parking on farmland.

Kes had been easy to find (once Finn asked for directions) and was in full health, still farming and doing just fine in his old age. Said he’d never seen Poe or even knew he was coming. Finn had BB-8 show Kes the holo that had lured Poe out there and Kes had paled, then turned furious. His neighbor had suddenly died and her daughter had disappeared three weeks prior to move off-planet, despite no one knowing how she got the credits to do so.

The way lead had settled in Finn's stomach at that information still had him reeling. Someone had paid the elderly woman to send the holo, knowing Poe would recognize her and come. The story about his dad had been completely plausible; he had no reason to distrust someone he’d grown up with.

It had been a decoy, and Poe had fallen straight for it.

Finn beat himself up for months- furious that he hadn't insisted on going. That dread he used to feel when Poe went on missions during the war had resurfaced tenfold. Finn imagined it felt so heavy because it hadn't happened in so long.

He closed his office and turned to BB-8, burbling at his knee. “We’ll leave in the morning, bud. We’ll find him.”

BB-8 tittered their somber agreement and it felt like a lack of faith. Finn shook his head and headed for Pava’s bunk. He knocked and a moment later she opened the door, hair damp and looking like the only thing keeping her upright was the stims.

“Fly out tomorrow, 0700. You good, or should I pull another pilot?”

“I’m fine,” she groused. “Wanna find him as bad as you. Go to sleep.”

Finn nodded and turned to go to his own bunk. He had spent the last week meticulously going over plans and procedures for a new delegation with some other leaders so that his presence would not be missed too much. Finn packed his kit and a disguise he had cobbled together over the months abroad in shifts with the others.

He needed to find a tip, a breath of news and he’d be there in an instant, and every day that passed twisted the knife deeper. Poe had to be alive- he had to. The problem was, if he was alive- what had his captors been doing these last months?

Finn intimately knew the dangers and pain of what could and would happen to a captive who refused to behave- and he also knew that Poe would put up a fight until he was rendered unconscious or killed.

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Poe shook violently in his bonds.

The new captor was far worse than the previous, he had to hand them that. He’d woken up two full days ago in this crate in full exposure to the elements and in his skivvies, arms cuffed above his head thru the bars and a collar on that hooked to a short chain, holding him fast. He was in the desert, which had been predictably hot all day, but now that the suns had set he was both sunburnt and freezing.

They’d been moving him a lot; a good sign that Finn had the troops out searching for him and they were pressing the right buttons. Poe had been sold a dozen times, carbon-frozen and thawed at least twice (the memory gets fuzzy) as buyers wanted him for… different things. Once he got too difficult or costly to handle, they shuffled him along.

He tried to get some sleep and jolted awake as the first sun came up and the door into the building to the south opened. A xeno came out and burbled at him, a language Poe didn't quite understand, though he felt like he understood the roots a bit. He shrugged at the xeno and xe straightened.

“What hand are you?” the xeno grunted in some assimilation of Iberican- which Poe spoke fluently- and whatever xe spoke. Poe’s ears pricked up on the Iberican roots and he parsed out the context as the xeno waved a hand.

Poe frowned. “Uh… left?” he lied, wiggling his fingers and the xeno made a mucusy sound.

The xeno unlocked the cuff on his right wrist and loosened the chain on the collar.

“Eat. Drink.” Xe tossed a transparisteel jar, a stone fruit, and a flask into the cage and went back inside.

Poe stared at the food and glanced at the door suspiciously. He parsed out the languages on the label on the jar to find it to be a nut spread; some source of protein. The jar was still sealed- unlikely to have been tampered with but not impossible. The flask was water, which he desperately needed whether it was drugged or not. He drank half of it and dug into the nut spread with a finger after grappling with the lid one-handed. It was salty and dry going down but the juice in the fruit helped. He chewed it down to the seeds and stared at the door. He’d probably just been drugged out of his mind but he had been starving and was so dehydrated he was surprised he was even conscious. He got his knees out from under his weight and settled in to wait for the effects to begin.

Nothing happened. He burned under the suns and waited.

The suns were both risen and halfway across the sky before the xeno came back, this time with help. Xe shortened the chain on the collar, making Poe sit up from his haunches to his beleaguered knees again and gestured for Poe's other hand.

“In your dreams,” he growled, holding his free hand to his chest. The xenos shrugged with an unimpressed noise and xey each picked up an end of the crate, shuffling him inside.

The door shut and in the din, a needle found its way into Poe’s neck. Before he could shout, his vision blurred and it felt like every tendon in his body had been snipped. The xenos put down his crate, unclipped his binders and collar and opened one end of the crate to haul him out.

“Nnnnngghh,” he protested, writhing weakly. The xeno who had fed him put Poe face-down in a medical-type chair and strapped him in, taking extra care to wrap his head in a strange sort of holder that offered no movement at all except on a hinge under it, not that Poe could move much of his own volition. His body had stopped responding to impulses entirely. One of the xenos wiped him down with a damp rag and some foul-smelling chemical.

He listened to the xenos garble at one another for a few moments before he felt the prick of a needle against his lower spine. Unlike the syringe, this one did not stop.

Poe cried out as the needle travelled deeper, puncturing something before settling uncomfortably between his vertebrae. He heaved a few deep breaths, trying to focus on the feeling, before another started a few inches above the last. By the fourth he was shaking, teeth grit against choking screams. By the seventh he could taste unconsciousness. Xey had to adjust his head for the final one. Ten (if he had been awake for them all– and counted right). He couldn't be sure. It felt like his spine was being pried open one joint at a time.

Xey moved his head down for the last one.

Poe struggled- again, not as much as he’d like to. Xey tipped his chin down and re-secured it, placing the final needle at the juncture of his skull and neck.

“No- no, no no no!” He screamed and passed out as the longest one yet sunk in, spiking deep into the root of his spinal cord, in his brain. He shook awake a moment later to the sensation of the xenos pulling the medisteel sheath- pins out and tossing them on a permasteel pan, leaving hair-thin sensors between his vertebrae and the slightly thicker one spiking up into his head. While the pain between his vertebrae lessened, the odd feeling of something foreign being there did not. A new, taller collar was attached to the base of the pin in his brain and linked to a series of small plates down his back that secured to each pinhead, creating a narrow, flexible exo-spine that bored directly into his nervous system.

Any given shock could mean paralysis, death. At the very least the loss of his equilibrium; he’d never fly again. The thought froze him in place better than the binds securing him to the chair.

“You behave, we don’t shock,” the food-bearing xeno said in that strange Iberican-adjacent dialect, showing Poe a small controller. Xe tapped the first digit and Poe felt a light static shock down his spine that completely seized his limbs and froze the breath in his chest.

“Oh–ffffffff!” he breathes hard, gasping once his chest is released from the shock. The other xeno started popping off the straps and Poe stayed put.

“You behave.” The xeno shook the controller warningly and Poe nodded, jaw clenched in fury. “You walk. Boss wants to see you.”

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Testor angled the small private yacht-class ship into the hangar of a trade port on the tiny commercial moon of Agon Nine. Finn adjusted the dark linen veil over his freshly- shaved scalp and the lay of the padding over his shoulders, obscuring his general build. For this mission he was passing for a short-ish but broad-shouldered Rattataki: he’d even had Testor spray him down to the small clothes in white ship paint so it wouldn't flake off.

He looked convincing, at least.

“Keep BB-8 with you, he’s too noticeable for me. I’m scouring the cantinas- you keep comms open for any blip. I have my wrist comm for emergencies.” he held up his arm and tapped the gauntlet to make sure it was on.

“Yessir,” Testor quipped, pressing the airlock.

Finn straightened and put his hand on the hilt of his blaster. “He’s out there,” he said quietly to himself, and stepped out onto the dock.

Several disappointing hours later, Finn shouldered into yet another greasy hole in the wall. The patrons were approximately upper-class and gave him a curious furtive glance and wide berth; a benefit of the species he’d chosen to mimic.

Rattataki were not known for their subtle tempers.

He sidled to the bar and ordered a drink, taking the time to cast an eye over the room. There were a lot of slaves and their owners here; a promising trait.

“Your drink. Haven't seen a Rattataki in eons, sir. We don't often see your lot this far out.” The bartender, a bluish mon calamari, blinked at him. Finn blinked back.

“I’m looking for something very specific,” he said in a voice not entirely his own. Certainly not the accent. “Perhaps you can earn a few extra credits and give me a direction in which to look?”

The calamari fluttered its tentacles and leaned in.

“An auction. Discreet, preferably. Humans?” Finn cocked an eyebrow and waited.

“The auction is moved to Lothal, if that's what you're after.”

“Any humans, though?” he grinned wide, baring teeth; most species in the outer rim treated humans as a delicacy for either sport or fucking- Rattataki included.

The calamari nodded once. “One, last I heard. Some sort of ex-resistance capture. Said to be the prize of the evening. Top bid, actually. They're expecting in the multi-millions.”

Finn shrugged like the cost was nothing. Here, among these people, it wasn’t. “When?”

“The date is the same- they had to move after a raid on Byss. In three days.”

Finn nodded once. “Perfect.” He tossed credits on the counter and knocked back the drink.

Finn was buzzing, though not from the drinks he’d had all night- the inhibitors he’d taken before leaving the ship had prevented that. Thirteen bars and cantinas tonight; hundreds- probably thousands in the last nine standard months- and finally, a break!

He had to actively not break into a run back to the ship.

Finn tapped in the security code and opened the airlock, closing it behind and practically vibrating through the decon mist. When he stepped aboard, Testor had a blaster trained on him.

“Good girl,” he cracked a rueful grin and nodded. She lowered the blaster and nodded back, her face opening with hope.

“You got a tip?” She brightened and then beamed when he nodded. “Where?”

“Lothal. Not too far. We have three days.” He followed her to the cockpit and fell into the copilot chair, exhausted but run-through with adrenaline.

“Better punch it then.”

Finn nodded and allowed himself a deep breath for the first time all night. He fervently hoped this tip panned out. Testor detached the yacht from the dock and coasted far enough into orbit before hitting the throttle.

“We’re coming,” he murmured to the stars, and clenched his stomach as Testor threw them into hyper.

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amjcpvr · 3 years

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“Where are you going?” My brother, Woogie, asks as he comes home from work. His colleagues and him had gone out to have a drink after a long day and he had just gotten home. I was pretty dressed up for a night in, especially since it was getting late into the evening.

“Umm…” I follow him to the kitchen where he thanks me for making dinner for him and begins to dig in.

I grab my phone and keys and put them in my bag before glancing up at him.

“So I have to tell you something and you have to promise me you will NOT freak out.” I speak slowly as if that will make this better.

“Just spit it out.” He snorts. He probably thought it was something stupid like I got period blood on the sofa again.

“There's this guy and-” before I could say anything else Jay, one of my brother’s coworkers, interrupts me. My eyes widen as I suddenly jump and back away from the kitchen entrance.

“The fuc-” Another coworker, Harry, who had tagged along, quickly covers Jay’s mouth and smiles nervously.

I should’ve known. These guys always come over with Woogie. I had known them for the longest time, and if this was any other day, I wouldn’t have a problem with their visit. Today just wasn’t good timing.

“We’ve been talking for a long time and I really like him bro. He’s so sweet, and I know you’d like him too!” I quickly say before anyone else could interrupt me. I look at him with my Puss In Boots eyes as I await a response.

“The fuck-” Jay curses again but Harry once again covers his mouth.

I hear an engine coming from the distance and immediately recognize it. My heart skips a beat and I glance up at my brother.

“He's here.” I reveal as I look at the street from the kitchen window. His car pulls up a few seconds later.

I look over at Woogie with questioning eyes waiting for him to say something, anything. He stands from his seat, this whole time he had remained silent and I could feel sweat building on my forehead. He silently exits the house and I quickly follow behind him. Jay and Harry follow closely as well.

He looks over at the car and puts up two fingers before rolling them towards him In a “come here” manner.

The guy who was here to pick me up immediately steps out of his car and runs up our driveway.

“H-hello,” He bows down to show respect.

He walks over to my side when Jay puts out a foot to trip him.

Harry helps him stay steady and smacks Jay uptop his head.

Jay shrugs his shoulders and childishly sticks his tongue out directed to the back of my date's head.

I smile at the interaction. Jay was so silly.

“Woogie, meet my date, Woojae.”

Before he could respond, Haon comes walking over from Minsiks house.

Haon and Minsik were my next door neighbors. We were all pretty close since we had no one else to hang out with growing up. They knew Woojae and were waiting for us to reveal the news to my brother.

He was just passing to his house when he noticed Woojae’s car. He looks from the car to us back to the car over and over again.

He randomly runs back to Minsiks house and yells.

“They finally did it!” Out of nowhere, Minsik comes running out and also notices the car.

He looks over at us and gives us a thumbs up.

They walk over to us and immediately back us up.

“Dude! Woodie here is a good guy. He's been staying single as a Pringle just for ya daughter, you know?” Minsik starts as he hooks his arm around my brother.

I groan and pull him off.

“Not helping.” I growl at him and he immediately cowers away like a sad puppy.

They stand at the sidelines next to Jay and Harry. I see and hear all four of them asking questions to get caught up on the situation. I ignore it and continue looking at my brother.

“Why do you like my sister?” My brother finally speaks after what feels like years.

“The fuck that's the only thing you gonna ask. Let me at him bruh.” Jay threatens as he throws air punches while Harry holds him back.

“I've been training with Zombie. You better catch these hands mother-” This time it was haon who cut him off and mumbled something about 'if you're angry just take a moment and look at yourself, the person you see is not you…”

I roll my eyes and focus back on My date and brother’s interaction.

“Why do you like drinking?” Woojae asks my brother. I look at him bewildered.

This better be good.

I could tell my brother was thinking the same thing.

“It tastes good.” My brother comments with a smirk. He knew where Woojae was going with his answer so he was probably expecting Woojae to say.

“Well your daughter tastes good.”

Or something like that.

“Exactly. Everybody has different taste buds. For example, my mother hates beer but my father loves it. Taste buds are different in everybody's mouth. Your sister likes spinach and I hate it. Taste buds are like feelings. Everyone has different feelings for different people. You might see Minsik as a nice next door neighbor but I see him as guy who loves to party. I like her because she tastes good to my taste buds.” Woojae finishes.

I stared at him with tears in my eyes before I hug him. I could see Jay tearing up as he curls up next to Harry.

Woogie was still emotionless as always.

“Okay. No later than 9pm.” He quickly replies before he sits back down, this time on a chair we had outside on the porch, and takes a deep breath.

I look at Woojae and hold my hand out to him. I already know I had an embarrassingly bright grin on my face. He gladly takes it and leads me down to his car.

“After you, milady.” He coos sweetly as he opens the door for me.

“Why thank you, mister.” I reply as I get in and make myself comfortable.

“Where did you learn that?” I ask him as I stare at him with hearts in my eyes. We were on our way to the movies already.

“What?” He questions with a giggle. He was getting shy.

How cute.

“That amazing way with words.” I flirt exaggeratedly as I continue to stare at him dreamily.

“From you. You're my muse.” He responds but then shys away and cringes.

“Ahh” he screams like a little girl.

I burst out laughing but my heart skips a beat nevertheless.

“Ah! My heart is beating too fast!” I tease as I hold my heart.

He screams again and makes the final turn to enter the parking lot.

“I like that.” I continue with a smile.

“What? The movie theater?” He asks as he focuses on parking perfectly.

“No. I like that corny mouth of yours.” I purr as I send him a wink.

“Oh baby. This mouth can be more than just corny.” He winks back, but he can’t hold his face for more than three seconds before screaming and cowering away.

“You know what my mouth could be?” I challenge him as I lean closer to him.

“What?” He glanced at me suspiciously.

“Yours.” I whisper in his ear. I back away to catch his reaction and witness a horrified look cross his face.

“Baby, I wasn't ready.” He quickly says while shaking his head.

I giggle and another beat skips in my chest.

He quickly gets out and opens the door for me.

I exit and immediately intertwine our hands and swing them back and forth as we walk into the theater.

“I can't believe we didn't go on a single date these past few weeks.” I make conversation as we wait in line.

“Me neither. You know how long I've been wanting to hold your hand?” He cheeses as he holds our hands up.

“Mmm… a few weeks?” I tease him. I laugh at his eye roll that follows and lean into him.

“Finally.” I snuggle into his arm and freely breath in his cologne.

We pay for our tickets and snacks and sit in our spots.

Before the movie starts we talk about what had happened earlier.

“For a second I thought your brother was going to throw me into a trash can.” He explains his worries as he digs his hand into the popcorn bowl.

“What? My brother isn't that mean.” I laugh quietly as I recall the events from earlier that day.

“If anything you should be grateful Harry was there to stop Jay from jumping you.” I retaliate as I laugh out loud.

I visibly see woodie shiver as he remembers Jay's words and actions.

“Does he really train with Zombie?” He quizzes with fear in his eyes.

“Yes.” I reply teasingly. His eyes grow before he looks away in fright.

“Don't worry! I won't let him.” I quickly reassure him as I squeeze his cheeks.

He groans and gets another fistful of popcorn.

“Stop it or else you'll finish all of it before the movie even starts and I am not sharing my nachos boi.” I nag him as I smack some popcorn out of his hand and back into the bin.

He squeals and reaches for it again before fitting it all in his mouth.

I burst out laughing, earning a few daggers and a “shhhh” from somewhere.

We giggle quietly and wait for the movie to begin.

Throughout the movie, we held hands, and leaned on each other. The date was even better than I imagined.

“You want to go eat? It's 8:30… oh wait, gotta be back by 9.” He finished with a sigh.

“We can get McDonald's and then eat at my house.” I suggest.

“What if everyone's still there?” He worriedly questions as he looks at me doubtfully.

“Well everyone already knows how much we're seriously about each other, so I don't think It's a big deal.” I respond with a shrug.

He thinks about it for a while before nodding.

We pass through the l McDonald's drive thru and get our food before heading home.

When we get there, haon and minsik, are gone. Jay, Woogie, and Harry are the only ones still outside just sitting around and talking. Thankfully they aren’t consuming alcohol, that would’ve been both hilarious and disastrous.

“Here goes nothing.” Woodie whispers as he opens his car door. He runs over to my side and opens my door as well.

“Thank you, sir.” I playfully curtsy after stepping out.

“You hired your own valet boy?” Haon jokingly asks as he comes walking down the road with a basketball in his hand.

There is a group of guys behind him. They call themselves Kiff clan or something like that.

“Haha very funny.” Woojae replies with a stoic expression.

I pinch his cheek to break his angry expression and sling my arm around his neck.

“No, even better, I got a date.” I counter as I squeeze him to me. He giggles and pushes me away only to give up and squeeze me just as tightly.

“Eww. Let's go Kiff We GOt a SWaG.” Haon exclaims as all his buddies follow him into his house.

“Okay now let's go eat. I'm starving.” Woojae Says as he rubs his tummy . I could feel his cheek moving because we were right next to each other, cheek to cheek.

We separate and grab the bags out of the backseat as well as the drinks.

“Hi brother.” I greet as I lead the way up the stairs with Woodie behind me.

Before he could ask what Woodie was doing back here, I hold up a bag of food.

“Who's hungry?” His eyes immediately light up and he snatches the bag away.

“I brought some for everybody, even you Jay.” I tempt evilly.

“B-b-but my diet.” He cries. He literally looks like he is about to die.

I shrug my shoulders and wink at him.

I place four drinks down and realize I have an extra one.

“Minsik was gonna come back for a shirt he left over here or something like that. Not sure what he said, just give it to him.” Woogie comments as he pulls the drink down and places it on the table.

I nod and walk inside with Woodie.

We walk to the kitchen and dig in.

“Yo if this big Mac was a person, I'd leave your ass.” I joke as I take another bite.

I feel a balled up napkin hit my forehead but ignore it.

“Oh yeah? If pizza was a girl I'd leave your ass too.” He turns away with his arms crossed.

I choke from laughter. Once I recover, I get up and give him a back hug, because his back was still to me.

“I'm sorry.” I apologize as I pry his arms away from each other.

“No, you're not.” He childishly replies.

I sigh.

“You're right.”

He looks at me with a bewildered look on his face and pushes me away.

I laugh and sit back down.

We finish our food with me trying to get him to talk to me and him continuously ignoring me.

“Wanna play Mario Kart?” I question as we throw our trash away.

His face immediately brightens.

“Is that even a question?” He asks as he runs to the living room.

I follow him with a chuckle and set the game console up.

We begin with small bets of 5 dollars but it soon increases to dares like “I dare you to go on the roof and throw something on Jay.” Which we end up not doing because we are too scared.

“This is the last game okay? You have work early tomorrow.” I state as I hit the play again button.

After an intense race I win.

“Okay whats the last dare?” He asks as he looks over at me with pleading eyes.

“I dare you… to…” I meet his eyes and wiggle my eyebrows before continuing. I crawl closer to him and sit down.

“Make my lips yours.” I finish as I look up at him.

He sends a small grin.

“Now that, I can do.” He whispers as he leans closer.

Our lips meet and I swear I hear fireworks go off in the distance.

We kiss until we can’t breathe anymore.

When we finally pull away we look into each other's eyes and smile.

I give him another peck and he does the same. We keep doing that until he engages me into another long kiss.

Finally we pull away, for real this time, from each other and he gathers his things.

“Thank you for today.” I tell him as I smile. He looks down at me with a smile too.

“I'll see you later babe.” He tells me sweetly.

We open the door and see Jay passed out on Minsiks lap. Minsik is just surfing through social media completely unbothered.

My brother and Harry were busy talking about work.

They look up when they hear the door open.

“Thank you for letting me take your sister out tonight. I promise I will protect her.” He smiles politely as he bows his head.

“Yeah. Thanks for the food I guess.” My brother gives in awkwardly as he gives Woodie's shoulder a pat.

Jay wakes up as if he senses my date’s departure.

“You!” He points at woodie.

Woodies eyes widen and he freezes in place.

“M-me?” He asks as he points at himself.

“Yes, you! How did you know I liked chicken nuggets? Come here bro!” He grins, to everybody's surprise. He pulls woodie to him and shakes his hand.

Woojae gives a nervous smile and reciprocates the handshake.

“See you man.” Minsik says as he also shakes Woojae hand.

It seems like Jay just barely notices him.

“What the- Minsik? Da fuq? Why am I sitting on your lap? You pervert!” Jay yells. He tilts the chair they are sitting on and Minsik falls with it.

I sigh and a few chuckles escape.

“Sorry.” I apologize to him. He shrugs.

“I'm used to it.” He replies as he rubs his arm.

I walk woojae down to his car and we sadly say our goodbyes.

“Text me when you get home.” I demand as I begin walking away. Our hands are intertwined but our fingers begin to separate the farther I go.

“Okayyy. Come here.” He whines as he pulls me back. He hugs me and gives me one last peck before we finally let go.

He drives away and I wave to him until I no longer see his car.

I walk back up to the porch and hear minsik comment something.

“What is this? Your first date or your first anniversary?” He asks as he rolls his eyes.

“Youre just jealous because your single.” I retort as I stick my tongue out at him.

“Jay is still single and he's 31.” He points out carelessly.

We laugh at the mentioned man’s hurt face and then run when he gets up from his seat looking like he was going to murder us.

I walk inside after seeing Minsik get spanked by Jay and get ready for bed.

When I get out of the shower I realize I have a message from woojae.

Just got to this house.

He then sends a picture of his house and I laugh.

Whyd you call it this house?

Because my only home is you.

I could already see him squirming around in his bed and screaming into a pillow.

Go to sleep you teenage girl. I can hear your screams all the way over here.

Why you gotta be so rude~ don't you know I'm human too~

Good night woodie.

Okay okay. Good night babe.

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Wrote this when I was on something or sleep deprived idk. I had this in my drafts for like 3 years and I’m just cleaning out my drafts and deciding whether things should be posted or deleted. DID NOT PRROFREAD! I’m sorry! I will proofread soon, probably after finals!

Let me know if this type of writing is something you’d like to see again in the future!

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Woodiegochild x oc

Woogie as your brother

Jay as your brother’s overprotective friend

Haon and sikk as your neighbors

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Enjoy!!!

#h1ghrmusic #woodiegochild #crack au #jay park #woogie #pH1 #haon #sikk

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indigopurple · 4 years

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Basically a review of OP episode 503 ig

Currently rewatching post-war arc (in the dub so I don't have any screenshots for u guys sry) and theres a few things id like to point out.

During a conversation Dadan once had with Garp, they were talking about Roger. Garp said that even if they were facing powerful enemies, he would never run away because he wouldnt dare leaving his comrads behind; it wasnt an option for him. Obviously we see this in Ace. But ALSO, isnt this what he did with Katakuri? It was a little different cuz of the setting mostly, but he separated himself from his crew to fight off katakuri, and lied to them about being okay so they didn't worry (he was already getting his ass kicked by then, so he just made that stupid smile and told them not to worry (or smth like that, I can remember the exact line) (that smile was so gross and fake cuz he fucking sucks at lying). Also he said roger destroyed a buncha soldiers cuz they mouthed off his men. That's what Ace tried to do but instead he died. :(

"The pain he went through just made him hold on tighter to the ones he loved" -Garp, about Roger. "Despite his flaws and his bad reputation, his crew still trusted him completely." -also Garp, about Roger. These both sound a lot like Luffy AND Ace.

When Dogra got home and told everyone about Sabo's ship being shit down and him dying (which we all know didnt happen, thank fuck), (by the way the absolutely lost looks on Ace's and Luffy's faces with the sudden silence hurt like a bitch), Luffy started crying and said "WE SHOULDNT'A LET HIM GO, IT'S ALL OUR FAULT". Which fucking says something about him (thinking of episodes 913-915 when he goes fucking berserk, but before that he learns that Kaido probably killed Tama and he says "I should've escorted them..!" (*ugly cries*)). Ace also reacted pretty similarly-- "Sabo...why didn't we go back into town and bring him back here?! We're so stupid!" And he gets mad and asks where he could find the bastard that killed him (obviously not getting a good answer since it was a fucking celestial dragon ugh). That is what Luffy does, in present time. He results to anger first, not sadness. Not sure when he learned to do that but I'm 99 percent sure it was from Ace. Also the blaming himself thing? High chance thats ALSO from Ace. Who else would teach him that self hating behaviour?!

Dadan pins Ace down to stop him from going after the Celestial Dragon to calm him down, telling him he cant do anything, he's not big or strong enough to do anything and he'll be killed as soon as he tries anything, especially since it was the whole country -the whole WORLD- that killed Sabo. He can't do anything. And then they tied him to a tree outside to let him cool off. Oh yeah then he also told luffy to stop crying like a little girl or else he'll- (and he didn't finish the sentence). ...Ok maybe thats why luffy started being more angry than sad.

This is where things get a little more :( . Ace reads the letter Sabo sent them before he died. As he reads, he walks to the end of the forest, to a cliff overlooking the ocean. And starts fucking bawling (btw the voice actor who had Ace's childhood part did not do a very good job, no where near as in character and real as Coleen Clickenberg did with all of Luffy's crying scenes. She was spot on.) ...do you see where im going with that? He isolated himself before letting himself feel sad. It was all rage and then calm beforehand. Y-you see where im going with that. Dont make me say it.

"How's Luffy doing, is he any better?" "Well...he hasnt been eating much, but he still eats twice as much as we do". Oh look, That's what happened after Ace died too. There's a behavioral pattern that hasnt gone away. Not sure why it wouldve tho.

Luffy is mopeing, lying on the ground in a similar setting ace was at when he cried. Hes thinking about some of the things Sabo said, like how theyre gonna sail the seas together, and he clenches his hands into tight, shaking fists. After Ace shows up and hits him, and talking abt some other stuff I don't feel like relaying, Luffy tightens his grip on the straw hat and tells ace, whimpering, he wants to get stronger (and stronger, and stronger, and stronger and stronger and....) And he wants to be the strongest in the world. "And then, I'll protect everyone. I won't lose anyone I care about". He gets stronger mainly to protect the people he loves. And then he asks ace to promise he won't die. To which he hits Luffy again and tells him he should be more worried about himself dying first. And then the famous line that hurts like a bitch- "I'm NEVER going to DIE!" And then this hopeful music comes on (fucking damnit funimation, u gotta do this? Really??) Also he says he wont die as long as he has a wussy little brother to protect. ...FUCK. Ok, the fist clenching is a thing he does all the fucking time, usually when he gets mad. This was different because he wasnt mad, he was sad. He clenched his fist because thinking about it hurt. Which, huh, sounds a lot like his whole episode after waking up from his 2 week coma on the polar tang. To try and stop the mental pain of those horrendous memories, he resulted to physically pain. He hurt himself. So, He clenches his fists in times like these to fight off the mental pain and the urge to cause himself physical pain. Guys, our boy is bad at emotions, help him. ....ok this paragraph is longer than I anticipated so ill dumb down the rest of it ig. Next part, him asking ace to promise he wont die. The music, the body language, the over change in mood- this comforts him. He stopped hiding his face and silently sobbing after ace said this. OH YEAH! didn't he tell jinbe not to die when they parted ways in Totto Land? And then, hes missing still in Wano and we see Luffy is worried....but convinced Jinbe will show up. Again, this comforts him. Hes nervous cuz someone KOFF KOFF ACE broke that promise once. But jinbe is his crew mate so he trusts him, thank god.

"-But whoever did it, they must be opposed to freedom." The whole freedom thing? That runs through Luffy's blood and spirit.His brothers fought for it, his dad is the man who strives to give everyone freedom basically, and Luffy himself has seen enough of the OPPOSITE of freedom to be so, so much more than just against it. Hence why he of course was so eager to free the slaves in Sabaody, the kids in punk hazard, the toys in dressrosa, the country of Wano from Kaido's tyrany. The apple doesnt fall far from the tree huh.

I dont think Luffy would remember his promise with Shanks if it werent for his brothers putting feul to his dream. It was a stupid bet at first; he just wanted to beat Shanks, right then. But after meeting Sabo and Ace, he found the opposite of freedom and human rights. And then he wanted, REALLY wanted, to become the free-est man in the world; the pirate king.

Last one i promise ok? This one is less connected to whats going on in the episode at this point, but something I noticed (its so obvious everyone has seen this ok) was when luffy cries, his posture is always open. He doesn't curl in on himself like many people would do (I know I would, lol). He doesnt hug himself, protect himself. He's just, opened up to whoever is watching, literally. This has a little more to do with something I haven't talked about much in this post yet; his self-destruction issues. I said he tried to hurt himself when he felt mental pain, which is definitely similar. But he cries and doesnt try to protect or comfort himself, like he doesn't have that programmed into his mind. Reminder that he only wants to live because of his dream, and if he doesnt have his dream, he wants to die. (Whoa.). Ok, so no self preservation mechanism at all rlly. Hes basically ride or die. So, when things hurt so much that he cries, he has no hope left. He just kinda...dies inside. So this was mildly different after sabo died. Yes we saw him just standing there, sobbing. But the next day he's still crying, and instead he's laying on the ground. I saw that and the voice in the back of my head told me he wanted to be a part of that lifeless dirt beneath him. Then, Ace walked over. And his words made him feel the hope that I told you about earlier, and he sat up into a sitting position. And HUGGED HIS LEGS TO HIS CHEST. There's some self preservation! Some hope! Some will to exist, to live! Something we saw none of as he sat in front of his brothers corpse, shutting down. He sat there, open to his enemies, incapable of protecting himself. Practically anyone couldve killed him right then and there. I think he mightve liked that, at that moment. Like thank god he has that stupidly good luck cuz if he didn't I swear someone couldve thrown and axe or FUCKING ANYTHING AT THAT MOMENT and hed be dead becuase he never physically or mentally prepared himself. On purpose.

Our poor boy needs some fucking attention and therapists. (Insert my rant post about how jinbe is on the crew primarily for anger management and therapy, not just being a helmsman.) Ugh, smh ugly cries

Aaaaand thats about the end of the episode. Theres so many little tics and peesonality traits that you notive thru this episode, and I only noticed them cuz im rewatching this part of the show for like the third time. I don't react as much as the first time of course but some things are definitely sadder after knowing what's going on and what will happen later on.

Moral of the story (post)? I think luffy is almost equally as alike -if not, more similar to roger as ace is. Also, high key genuinely think Luffy met like NO ONE but Garp before he met Shanks and his crew. What the fuck was his first like 5 years of being alive like? (He wantd to be a pirate cuz Garp didnt want that. Rebellious baby asshole. And then shanks made things worse, in a good way for luffy. And then ace and sabo made that worse thing worse for a good reason. Luffy lives...for those influences. And that is fucking it. Why.

Oh thanks tumblr for moving my picture to the bottom of the post u fucking idiot

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anastasiaskarsgard · 5 years

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This was an anonymous prompt for fluffy fluff. I think this is ok. Lol

”Go with me?” “Only if you hold my hand.”

Fluff

Axel was having a really bad day, and was having a hard time finding the willpower to keep on going. Suicidal thoughts had been plaguing him lately, since the thought of being alone forever weighed heavier and heavier on his heart. But that was his fate. Doomed to be alone, when you’re quite literally poisonous.

Titania: hi

Axel looks over at the beautiful girl that’s sat next to him on the sofa, and moves to the stool at the bar.

Titania moves to the stool next to him again

Titania: hi

Axel flips his mask on and rolls his eyes, moving to the next stool.

Titania: I fucking love musical chairs. Duck duck goose is pretty fun as a drinking game.

She moves over next to him again.

Axel turns and looks at her incredulously.

Axel: how about hide and seek? You go hide and I’ll count to 5000.

Titania: ouch! Wicked sick burn Axel

Axel: hold up. How do you know my name little girl?

Axel glares at her, standing and looming over her threateningly.

Titania: you can’t hurt me so this macho shit is wasted on me, although I must say, you have a very pretty mouth.

She taps on his face mask and smiles confidently.

Axel: you wouldn’t say that if you knew what it could do, but considering you know my real name I’m gonna assume you know...

Titania: pretty AND smart? You have a big dick and it’s a trifecta.

Axel can’t help but laugh at this beautiful strange girl. It’d been a long time since anyone had treated him normally. Everyone knew him as the acid spewing mutant and avoided him like the plague. He’d built up a wall to keep everyone out, that no one even made an attempt to get past.

Axel: well then it’s your lucky day! Are you a mutant miss....

Titania: Titania. I am. Guess what my power is?

Axel: um charisma?

Titania: that’s probably one of them but not officially

Axel: stubbornness

Titania: be serious

Axel: psychic power? Speak to animals? Heal quickly? Shape shifter would be cool, you could be a new person every... or not.

With each incorrect guess her frown got worse

Titania: ok I’ll just tell you cuz this can take all night and I’m trying to see if you’re really a trifecta.

Axel: wow! You are straight to the point. I like that.

She looks at him skeptically.

Axel: I’m serious! What’s your power beautiful?

Titania: impenetrable skin and I’m poisonous. I also can freeze time for a few seconds but it never isn’t a fucking disaster so I don’t really do it.

Axel: you’re poisonous? How? Like me?

Titania: no. Just my saliva and well any bodily fluid.

Axel: so your eyeball fluid will kill me?

Titania: actually that’s why I had professor xavier find you... you’re immune to all known poisons right?

Axel: I see where this train is headed. Problem is, my spit will eat you alive sweetheart.

Titania: I’m immune to everything too. So I thought maybe if you were open to it... since you’re lonely and I’m lonely, we could be lonely together.

She looks at him shyly, a noticeable shift from her cocky attitude thus far. Axel looks at her contemplating his options. On one hand she might be immune to him, or her face might melt and he’ll have nightmares of her screams for years. On the other hand, he might kiss her and fucking croak. But what if they kissed and nothing happened? He hadn’t touched a woman in 10 years, ever since the incident and man he would like to try that again.

Titania: earth to axel!

Axel: fuck it, let’s try it.

Titania: What? Like right now?

Axel: sure

Titania: don’t you want to get tested in the X-men lab to make sure I won’t kill you?

Axel: nahh! I got nothing to lose and everything to gain.

She giggled and looked at the bar. Axel was amazed how beautiful her laugh was and how she looked good from every angle. She looked like she was from the Middle East or something. An exotic place like Iran or Syria or something. Kind of ironic that a girl this beautiful was literally a trap.

Axel: what happens when someone kisses you?

Titania: they all die instantly.

Axel: all? Like more than one?

Titania: oh hell yes. Probably dozens actually.

Axel: you gotta be kidding? How aren’t you in prison?

Titania: only one was an accident. My first boyfriend, which I’m sure you understand was traumatic. I was very mad at first, then felt sad but then it dawned on me. I could use my gift for good! I paid attention to news stories and started to go places late at night where rapes had been reported. I made myself available, vulnerable, I even tried to fight them off of me, some left me alone and lived. Some wouldn’t take no for an answer

Axel: that’s pretty impressive. You hunted the predators.

Titania: it’s instant tho so I don’t want to risk your life. We can go...

Axel cut off her speech, pressing his lips to hers. They both kind of froze waiting for something to happen, and then slowly got more passionate the longer they went without death or screaming.

Axel: baby you’re ok?

Titania: I don’t wanna sound too forward, but do you wanna go to my house with me?

Axel: you don’t feel any pain?

Titania: I’m fine. And you’re not dead! I’ve never had sex and god I want to.

Axel: me too.

Titania: so you will go with me?

Axel: only if you hold my hand..

Titania: (laughs)you’re a virgin too?

Axel blushed a deep crimson and chuckled.

Axel: yep. Never wanted to hurt anyone again and my saliva burns thru everything. I don’t wanna know what my cum will do...

Titania: omg I was kidding! You have quite the reputation with the ladies tho.

Axel: it’s all bullshit, I just don’t bother to correct any of it. If girls wanna look cool, like they fucked a mutant, I can care less.

Titania is just beaming at him. She takes his face in her hands and kissed him again. Tenderly. Deeply. She pulls back and looks into his beautiful green eyes and for the first time in forever, she doesn’t feel so alone.

For the first time in years, Axel has something or someone to look forward to. He pays his tab, and leaves arm and arm with Titania, leaving the mask on the bar.

They were so wrapped up in each other they both failed to notice they were being watched. The stranger makes a call after they're for sure gone

Mystique: I just saw Zeitgeist and Titania making out completely unaffected by eachother. I was trying to make a connection with him as different women for the past 2 weeks but he took no interest. I feel she too could be an asset

I agree

Thank you

I won't let you down.

Now all she needed to figure out, was how to get close to the girl.

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Indie & Rio

Indie: [sends her the posts because no other way she'd see them] Rio: Shit, girl Rio: I was worried it might go down like this Indie: she's so extra Indie: never should have let him in the door Indie: the feds are gonna be hardcore @ it now Rio: Surely she let him out Rio: stupid woman Rio: but that's gonna pale in comparison now so Rio: What's Drew doing about it? Indie: boy was begging for a sick time & i gave it but its on me not him 😒😒 hold ur liquor u tourist Indie: hes flat roofin but other than that no thing to 👀 Indie: it b early tho & we all had a late Rio: They're a 24/7 services though, babe Rio: he'll be wanting to move his stash and generally clear his act up for the visit Rio: you too Indie: is it? on hols too thats a madness Indie: yeah the drum be clear of all his goods like that Indie: idk man mayb its chill like she gonna post that & not post up no harder than Rio: They might take xmas day off maybe but you know Rio: business as usual for all jan 1st Rio: well that's something Rio: maybe, but bitches like that LOVE making complaints about everything so maybe not Indie: she do have that talk to the manager vibe Indie: i done fucked up real didnt i? Rio: big time karen Rio: nah, in the eyes of everyone it's Drew that did Rio: but they won't be able to prove the drugs bit if they're gone so it's not enough to take you, a party gone wrong, bad judgment but maybe we can swing it that he was here somehow Rio: hmm Indie: but like he had mad trust for me & i brought him mad problems Rio: they're grown problems, he's big enough to fix 'em Indie: u too making ur nite go off on a real turn Indie: bet ur boy is bare vexed Rio: you know i'd rather you ring me than let it go more tits Rio: what are big sisters for Rio: but yeah, didn't even see him in the end so he ain't stopped Indie: innit Indie: tell him he can hit me up for something to take off that edge Indie: debts be paid around here Rio: um you ain't supposed to have no thing 'scuse you Rio: there's a plan here Indie: i gots places & heads to trust in Rio: nah, I'll make it up to him, don't worry 'bout that Indie: 😉😉😉 Rio: 😏 shush lil girl Indie: grown problems ur big enough to fix i kno 💋🤤🤤 Rio: so thirsty, go hydrate Rio: know you need to 😘 Indie: rude i got lipsed by bare boys last nite they were rigging dem bottle spins cos im 🔥🔥 dont b tryna put me out Rio: you need to cool off for a minute, bitch Rio: you in trouble Indie: not wit u Rio: yeah, don't push it 😉 Indie: 💔😢😢 dont do me like that on day 1 of the year 🙏🙏🙏 Rio: it started HOURS ago and I was still here with you cleaning blood out the carpet Rio: don't talk to me about day 1s when I'm clearly ride or die Indie: u kno im good for ious & i got mad love Rio: 🧡 Rio: i'm good really Rio: let's sort the actual situation Indie: u gonna charm the social for me? Rio: give it my best Indie: safe ✌✌ Rio: probably the straightest middle-aged lady Rio: so more likely your da will have to get on it Indie: 😂😂😂 Indie: what drew b good for Rio: init tho Indie: we all been knew Indie: he better werk so it works Rio: Sure it won't be too hard, like Rio: even if she ain't all that 😂 Indie: she aint gon b bangin but his exes show he aint need that to chirp on Rio: 👀 Indie: 😂😂😏😏 Indie: can u roll up wit eats im about to die Rio: bit rude to both our ma, like lmao Rio: 'course Rio: bring leftovers Indie: ur ma dont count as no ex cos she ✖ed him out Indie: & my ma got that permanent ✖ so bigger problems than my shade innit Rio: no problems when you an 👼 Rio: fucking hopefully Indie: u my 👼 bringing that energy Indie: that means u can jam Rio: is it? Rio: 😏 Rio: let Ryan know eh Indie: he kno u a 😈 too Indie: how he be livin Rio: mhmm Rio: well he gon' have to wait for now Indie: he gon have beef wit me Indie: soz boyyy Rio: nah we was already beefin' 'fore this Indie: yeah? Indie: what he do? 👀 Rio: nah, what I do more like Rio: you know I'm 😈 Indie: o shit Indie: gimme that 411 Rio: nothing exciting Rio: just be looking too bad to be giving him that much air, you know the drill Indie: hes so hyped for u Indie: its been weeks boy no u cant cuff it Indie: who u think u is Rio: can you blame him Rio: hot property, baby Indie: u did look 💣💣💣 last nite my bad Indie: theres a boy @ school tryna chat @ the rest hes my bf so i feel it fr Indie: boy please DO I LOOK LIKE Indie: not tryna hold ur damn hand Rio: is he cute tho Indie: if he werent he wouldnt be able to chat no thing Indie: 💪 fuck him up Rio: 😂 Rio: gotta 'tect the rep Indie: he kno it tho & its like tell me how 🔥🔥 i am dont b talking on urself all the time Rio: not a mood Indie: innit Indie: dry as Rio: that's boys for you Indie: & he didnt show last nite Rio: playing hard to get or just got parents who give a fuck Indie: year up x 2 so he could come thru the ends whenever Indie: but i 💋 all his mandem so itll hit back Rio: play @ his own game alright Indie: do u think i went too hard tho? Rio: do you want him to be your mans or nah Indie: idk Rio: then it depends Rio: beyond knowing he loves himself, idk how he's vibing Rio: might be too far Indie: hes vibing like hes about me but i Rio: but you? Indie: how do i live that Indie: trust it Indie: drews meshing a new every week he says u gotta keep free on it Rio: works for him Rio: everyone's different Rio: you don't have to trust him yet Indie: mayb hes only about me til i give him something & im not tryna be a show like that Rio: that happens, not gonna sit here and lie and say it don't Rio: you're too young to be thinking on that or worrying Rio: keep him and the rest waiting Indie: yeah okay Indie: gimme a few to have puberty roll up Indie: still waiting on that Rio: it'll happen Rio: not that it's a barrel of laughs, like Rio: nothing to be hyped about Indie: i dont want it Indie: freaky shit going on Rio: unless you gonna stop eating, which unlikely Rio: you fucked, babe, we all are, soz Rio: get boobies though, perks Indie: that best not be you tryna skip on bringing me a meal bitch Indie: bout to hit the afterlife running here like Rio: 🙄 omw you rude ass hoe Rio: like you said, none of us had earlies Indie: omw fr or like when u tell ur mans u @ the club but u still tryin on fits in ur room Rio: like fr when I ever done you like that Indie: dont b starting Indie: ily Rio: 🤞 never Rio: ily more Indie: drews back if u wanna spit at him how to sort his life Rio: i will Rio: he ain't ready for this Indie: resolutions b dashing past this postcode we all avoidin that change Rio: you gotta Rio: sort you both Indie: hey swerve me im good Rio: 😏 Rio: fine i'll focus on your daddy Rio: no love for you Indie: 👼👼🤞🤞 Indie: call him that when you give it & he'll give in Rio: oh you schooling me on how to get blokes to do what I want now Rio: ok miss thing Indie: just him i 👂 what i hear & i kno what i kno Indie: hes here for all that Rio: you poor child Rio: anything grosser than parents going at it 😬 Indie: nah man its nasty & long being under this roof sometimes trust Rio: 🤢 Indie: some of his girls got me tempted to 📱 the social my own self & my ma looking like a saint Rio: that ain't right Rio: negates any buffness he got going on Indie: why lads wanna get on or under ANYTHING?! Indie: true madness Indie: 😂😂😂 Rio: friction 🤷 Indie: yeah but like theres girls out there bringing it & you're gonna hit that Rio: he probably ain't got as much choice as he fronts Rio: lots of grown women ain't about his lifestyle so that leaves him w the younger ones who is Rio: stick at it too long, you get busted, just facts Indie: when you old & so is your baggage 😂😂✌✌ Rio: I mean Rio: I ain't say nothing 😉 Indie: keep that ☮ mama Rio: least he looks p young still Rio: nothing worse than an actual creepy old man dealer Indie: do he? 👴 to me Rio: nah Rio: he only what, 31 Rio: that's no thing to me, gurl Indie: mayb im just 🍋 cos he aint tryna gimme no 💸💸💸 Indie: & he aint caring my head hurts Rio: aw bb Rio: 'round the corner Rio: I'll look after you Indie: 💖💖💖 Indie: u didnt tell me it b like this tho partying Rio: didn't think i had to be that quick with the warnings Rio: next day hurts Indie: always? Rio: 'less you prepare and do it right Rio: it can be bearable Rio: better than you feeling, no doubt Indie: how i do that? school me yeah Rio: 'course Rio: on the to-do list now Indie: we doing the next as a back to school thing so you got a few to bring me up Rio: you best be doing it at some other fucker's gaff and all Rio: giving me grey hairs 🙄 Indie: 😂😂✌✌ Indie: imma make that boy host it Indie: if he love me Rio: You're getting a chaperone regardless Indie: serious? Rio: yeah Indie: 💔💔💔 Rio: don't start like you don't know why Indie: i aint trippin you are tho if u think i want a repeat Rio: what, you too cool for me now? Indie: innit 😏😏😏 Indie: but nah just Rio: you so is Rio: you think imma embarrass you in-front of your mans Indie: he aint gon b my mans if u there Indie: whos 👀 me over u Rio: nah don't be silly Indie: im being real Indie: ur 💣💣💣🔥🔥🔥 Rio: so are you Rio: and I don't think a lad who likes you will be into me Indie: every lad b into u they all chat on u fully 😍😍😍💘💘😍 Rio: sounds like plenty are into you too Indie: 😂😂 it was for the spin Indie: cant pussy out Rio: 😏 mhmm Rio: well I promise you I won't be joining in, like Rio: now come let me in if you got strength to get the door Indie: 💪💪 babyyy Indie: [lets her in cos fuck know what drew is doing, flexing in the mirror probably] Rio: [lol watch him rush out when he realize] Indie: [hears her voice & runs out pretending to be casual] Rio: [oh boy, do not deserve her sorting your life, temporarily, but it's for Indie so] Indie: [bless her she's dying rn & just wants to be snuggled cos literal child] Rio: [give them a sec 'scuse you sir] Indie: [I hate everything about this, Carly didn't die for this] Rio: [just making leftovers] Indie: [drew chatting to her like she's here to hang with him & we all know] Rio: [don't you touch caleb's food bitch] Indie: [is nothing sacred you slag] Indie: [indie just fully lying stretched out on the counter like its a bed like let me die] Rio: [getting a bag of peas or some shit in a tea towel and putting it on her head] Indie: [such a good mum but that don't mean you can step ma her drew] Rio: [not her fault she can converse more like a grown-up than you Indie: [we should send Indie running off to the bathroom no offense Caleb but I'm evil & wanna leave them alone for a sec for the mood] Rio: [shoulda gone to hold her hair but now you can level with him and he can pretend he's a responsible adult lmao] Indie: [& Ryan can be highkey & he can pretend he cares] Rio: [ah the joys]

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