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absolutebl · 10 months

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This Week In BL - I’m pleased with what’s airing, but conflicted about what’s ended & getting started

Aug 2023 Wk 1

Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying most.

Ongoing Series - Thai

Laws of Attraction (Sat iQIYI) 4 of 8 - Omg the way the bodyguard (handler?) looks at the rich kid. Gah. I see why @heretherebedork loves these 2. But I really hate him (not the handler, the kid). Fun fight scene. I love lawyer babygirl SO MUCH. HE WILL BE MY 2023 FAV CHARACTER. I’M CALLING IT. This ep, Srs? You’re killing me. Suits! Pussycat bows! And then... The Public Claiming!!!!! One of my favorite tropes! And openly flirting? Boys. I’m getting spoiled. Wait… is that…? NO SINGING. Ah well, Thai BL giveth and Thai BL taketh away.

Hidden Agenda that isn’t hidden (Sun GMMTV YouTube) ep 4 of 10 - I like the script for this. It feels like the conversations they have are very honest to a uni experience. It’s comfortable and breezy. I did not expect the kiss. Bit early in the arc. There is either going to be a lot of backend drama, or a long domestic honeymoon period. (Bet you can guess which one I vote for.)

Low Frequency (Sat iQIYI) ep 5 of 8 - It’s moving along in a Ghost Host kinda way (minus the killer chemistry). I’m not mad about it, I don’t think I'll remember it tho.

Be Mine Super Star (Mon Viki) ep 5 of 12 - My ambivalent relationship with this drama continues. Cohabitation trope. Punn is basically a huge puppy trying to spoil/cuddle/fuck his pretty kitty prince. It is what it is. Meanwhile, I just want more of Big Daddy & the Hot Doc. (Also the name of my burlesque show.) Why does Kevin have more chemistry with Ashi in a 1 min long scene than Punn has had… ever? Is this nascent bad boy effect or nascent 2nd lead syndrome I’m feeling? (Meanwhile Ben! Hi! Long time no see!)

Be My Favorite (Fri YouTube) ep 11 of 12 - Whatever. Trash(ish) watch here.

Dinosaur Love (Sun iQIYI) ep 6 of 8 eps - Aw pretty baby is unhappy his bf got injured. But also very blushing maiden. This is profoundly NOT GOOD.

Wedding Plan (Weds YT & iQIYI) ep 3 of 7 - I have decided that Lom’s theme song is BigBang’s Monster. Listen. You’ll see what I mean. Also BigBang = also very problematic but banging. What I’m saying is, I wanna punch Lom so bad, I went slightly bonkers. Water sports are addressed. A trash watch is happening!

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Jun & Jun (Korea Thurs Viki) 3 of 8 - How DARE they make me love this show so much? I feel personally attacked. The smell thing! Gah. The way they automatically go informal in private. The flirting. The language. The suits, the EVERYTHING. It’s embarrassing how much I rewatch the final bits of each ep.

Stay By My Side (Taiwan Fri Gaga) 6 of 10 eps - I adore this ridiculous show. (I just realized that the actor playing Jiang Chi played Ray’s evil 2-timing bf in About Youth). Baby boy is quite clueless. Sweet dreams tho. I love them both so much. The washing his jersey scene was so fucking cute. Couple’s numbers, couple’s keychains, bridal towel, kisses. Thank you Taiwan for NOT activating blushing maiden. However, confident gay/confused bisexual is a go. And we got us some justifiable angst. Sigh. I’m so happy.

Sing My Crush AKA Follow The Wind (Korea Weds iQIYI) 1-2 of 8 eps - supposed to have released in the first half of 2022 this is a adaption of Myung’s webtoon, from the director of My Sweet Dear, and Love Tractor’s production house, basically Korea does About Youth. It’s sweet (the singing bits are easy to skip) and very much a story of young first love but less stiff than KBL’s usual high school fare (kinda Taiwan feeling). I like it but that very imprecision in production makes me concerned for an HEA, especially with such a low MDL rating.

Tokyo in April is... AKA Shigatsu no Tokyo wa (Japan Fri Gaga) ep 8fin - Rough final episode, but it does end happily. Fortunately, I had some warning for my personal triggers, but this is Japan and they did go dark. Full review below.

Minato's Laundromat Season 2 AKA Minato Shouji Coin Laundry Season 2 (Japan Thu Gaga) 5 of 12 eps - Shin is so cute and proud and boldly out. I love him. Movement in the relationship with both couples, even if it’s movement into arguments and misunderstanding. I suppose we got 12 eps they need to do... something.

Stay Still (Hong Kong Tues YouTube) 1 of 5 eps - It’s confusing. And… not good? Some flashbacks some present day?

It’s airing but ...

Stay With Me ... NO I WILL NOT! And you can’t make me.

Review: Tokyo in April is... AKA Shigatsu no Tokyo wa

I had to chew on this for a while but here’s where I ended up.

Two young men with a shared tragic past reunite and fall in love all over again, but the past will not stop hunting them. Based on a manga, this office set reunion romance is GREAT… damn it. It’s Japan in full on soft focus which means it gets emo, abusive, and chewy. These two characters are giving parts of their souls away in a desperate attempt to shape themselves to the expectations they have of each other.

Japan gave us the Bed Friends that Thailand could never even imagine. But here’s the thing: I don’t enjoy my BL this heavy and cutting. I know that for The 8th Sense crowd this is peak BL and I can’t argue with the fact that the romantic devotion, domesticity, script, and acting IS all on point. It’s just not my personal preference for that point to be so damn sharp. I appreciate that this being 2023 I have the luxury of consistent quality (especially from Japan) and thus the ability to say…

I acknowledge that this SHOULD get a 9/10 but I can’t emotionally go higher than 8/10

RECOMMENDED BUT KNOW WHAT KIND OF BL THIS IS AND TRIGGER WARNINGS LIKE CRAZY

Japan = sticking to its lanes like their BL is on rails.

Next Week Looks Like This:

Starting:

8/11 Love Class Season 2 (Korea Fri Viki) 10 eps

8/12 My Personal Weatherman AKA Taikan Yoho (Japan Sat Gaga) 8 eps

Still Coming August 2023

8/19 Love in Translation (Thai Sat One31) ? eps - Two strangers start working in a cafe together.

8/19 I Feel You Linger in the Air (Thai Sat Gaga) 12 eps - The time travel historical romance many of us have been waiting for.

8/20 My Universe series (Thai Sun iQIYI) 24 episodes - This is sampler pack BL, 12 pairs, each pair gets 2 eps, not sure on the order they’ll drop. Known couples include EarthBank from Destiny Seeker and KaownahTurbo from Love Stage!!!, mostly fresh faces otherwise. Jane to direct several.

8/22 Kisseki: Dear to Me formerly known as Miracle (Taiwan Tues ????) 13 eps - From screenwriter Lin Pei Yu (We Best Love, H3: Trapped) features a student doctor forced to take care of a gangster. I love the premise and like the writer, Viki or Gaga will get this one.

8/24 Man Suang (Thailand movie, domestic cinema release) - historical drama about Thai burlesque with KP’s MileApo. Tong is in this one too?

8/? Why R U? (Korean remake) is supposed to be out this month, filming started in sept 22. I find everything about this hilarious. I mean if Korea remakes it, we lose all the sexy and then... would we have a story at all? No we would not. Not even for six short eps. It’d be like one of those mesh shopping bags.

Oh yeah, Only Friends is coming.

2023 forthcoming BL master post (see comments, some are inaccurate, NOT KEPT UPDATED)

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

Hidden Agenda. I love them.

Public claiming with the waist grab maneuver! A true hero.

But I think we can all agree that THIS is the hero all love triangles deserve. (both Laws)

(Last week)

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annymation · 2 months

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Okay, now I wanna know how the calming from nightmares would play out between Aster and Asha…which means I’m giving you full permission to write this type of angst.😅 Maybe the two of the have a nightmare about those AU endings you gave each of them (Asha is cursed and Aster is a black hole). If it means I see a wholesome interaction of either of them calming each other from a nightmare, it’ll be worth the angst.

OOOOH-HOO HA HA HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Oh Emptyblog7 my poor, naive, little friend! You have no idea of what you just unleashed!

Thanks to you, I can now explore the deep machinations of my characters psyche, their deepest and untold fears are revealed in poetic ways, and best of all, I get to make my favorite blorbo suffer YIPPIEEEEEEE!!!

So anyway, Asha got a nightmare in chapter 8 of Kingdom Of Wishes (In the updated version) so I guess it's Aster's turn.

"All you'll have to do is give her a true love's kiss" Explained Acrux, the south star of the southern cross constellation. The elder star spoke calmly with a wise and serene smile "If your feelings are indeed true love, then... You shall become a human"

He finished that sentence with his voice sounding slightly quavery, almost as if he was trying to hide from Aster a sense of dread he was feeling.

Aster, however, didn't notice the uneasiness in his voice at all. The young star was beaming with the news that the stars would actually grant his wish. He couldn't stop smiling, frantically moving his arms up and down with an unbound energy.

Aster celebrated in front of all the stars that surrounded them "WOOOAAAAH!!! LETS GOOO-" But he stopped himself, realizing it was best to show maturity in front of the ancient star "I mean- ahem- Thank you, for giving me this chance" The little star bowed down his head to Acrux, to which the brighter star just smiles amusedly.

Another star that was among the many others gathered around them spoke up "We couldn't, in good conscience, let you go without asking one thing first" The star that walked forward was Meissa, more specifically, she's the head of Orion "Do you truly understand what your wish entails?"

"Ummm sure I do, it means I get to spend the rest of my life with the one I love" Aster replied with his eyes sparkling brighter than the sun.

And speaking of which "Indeed, the rest of your life..." The sun from the earth's solar system herself spoke "A life that, for us, will be nothing but a passing moment... We'll view your life the same way humans view the life of a butterfly. Freeing and beautiful, sure, but also short and fragile." She explained with a smile that carried some worry behind him

Aster understood what the other stars were worried about, that he'd regret this choice, that something bad would happen to him, he smiled and tried to reassure them "I know, and I've already accepted that. As long as I have Asha by my side I have nothing to fear"

...

A voice echoed from the crowd of stars "Well then, I guess we're asking the wrong question. Aren't we?" Just from their tone, it was noticeable how they were smiling while speaking.

Aster was caught off guard by the voice. Deep down, they knew that this whole thing felt quite "Deja Vu"... Almost like a memory he was re-living... But that felt different, he didn't remember this part.

Aster turns towards where the voice came from, he doesn't know which of the stars spoke "And uh- what would the "right question" be? Heh heh" Aster asked, feeling anxious all of the sudden, not sure why.

The stars that were gathered around moved to the side, almost like a door sliding open to reveal who had spoken... Aster's breath hitched.

All he saw was two eyes. Two tiny, shiny, yellow eyes. On a dark silhouette.

Aster couldn't quite make out who or what the silhouette looked like. But he knew one thing... That's NOT how stars present themselves when taking a physical form... This is something else.

Aster floats backwards slightly, his eyes darting around to the other stars, he looks at them distressed as if to ask "Are you all seeing that?"

But they seem unnerved by the newcomer... They actually have no reaction at all.

The shadowy figure then says "The question isn't if you're prepared to die eventually, of coooourse you are." There's nothing to be seen on their face besides their eyes, however, Aster can practically HEAR their huge smile as they speak. The silhouette takes a few steps forward as they ask their first question "What you really should ask yourself is...

Are you ready to lose her?"

Aster felt a chill run down his spine... Which was odd, stars can't feel cold. He tried to open his mouth to speak but-

"Are you ready to be even MORE helpless than you already were?"

His voice didn't come out, it was as if something was holding his lungs. Aster turned to Acrux but-

"Are you ready to be useless for her, again?..."

Acrux wasn't there, he vanished. Aster quickly looks around, and to his horror... The stars are gone.

Aster is shaking, all he sees around him is darkness. There's nothing, there's no one. Just him, and this thing getting closer and closer.

The figure suddenly get's close really fast, floating right above him "Tell me, do you really think you can protect her?" He sneered, it felt more like a mockery than a question "Even though you can't even protect yourself?"

Aster was frozen in place, staring at those bright eyes looming above him.

Suddenly, he feels himself getting smaller, but not because he was shrinking. Looking down, Aster sees he's being sucked into a hole that opened beneath his feet.

They try to scream, but no sound came out.

And even if it did, no one would hear.

It's just the two of them, in the dark emptiness of space.

Aster feels as if they're being swallowed by quicksand, as his feet sink down slowly, down and down into the hole of emptiness.

"Heh heh it's like they said, you're just as fragile as a bug now" the shadow couldn't hold in a lowly chuckle as floated in circles above Aster, watching the other sinking down slowly in amusement "Ah but then again, that's nothing new to you, is it?" those glowing yellow eyes pierced through Aster's soul "Even when you had magic, you were weak. Now? Now you're NOTHING!" The shadow's hand SLAMS with all force on Aster's face, now pushing him down, making him sink faster and faster. "So, when something WORSE than Magnifico shows up, what will you do? Hmmm?" Aster tried to pull and punch the hand out of his face, but it wouldn't budge, it was like the arm was made of concrete. He was powerless to stop this "That's right, NOTHING!" The hand pushed Aster down harshly, he could feel his whole lower half was being pressured from all sides, like he was being buried alive.

From between the dark fingers, Aster could open his eyes to look at the silhouette face to face...

He wasn't a silhouette anymore.

Aster could see their face... It was his own face.

It was like looking in a mirror, albeit, a mirror with a very sinister smile.

"But hey! That's what you wished for, right?" they kept pushing Aster down, his chest was completely swallowed by the hole. The shadow grinned as he rambled almost playfully "To live unsure of what the future has in store, not knowing what other threats you'll be hopeless to stop next, wow, exciting stuff, huh?! Everyday a brand new failure!" Aster once again tried to scream, but his voice wasn't coming out no matter how hard he tried. They were buried now up to the neck. His shadow stopped smiling, now with a cold expression, he said one last thing before pushing Aster into the abyss "So don't cry about it when things get tough, you asked for it."

With one last push... Aster fell in.

And he kept falling. Down.

Down and down.

Free falling.

Down.

Until.

"AAAAAAAAAH!!!!!" Aster woke up in cold sweat.

The boy was breathing as if his heart was trying to jump out of his chest, his eyes darting around the room, blinking rapidly, trying to adjust to the darkness. The room was barely lit thanks to the light of the full moon coming from the window, but slowly, things started coming into focus.

Aster tried to calm himself, hugging his pillow as he looked around to ground himself back into reality. None of that was real, he was fine, he was in his room, with just a closet, a few books scattered on the floor, and a face staring at him.

"GAAH-" Aster let out another yell, realizing that the face staring at him was his own... Because there was a mirror on the other side of the room.

He let out a sigh, of both relief and frustration, he literally just got scared of his reflection, how pathetic is that?

They stared back into the mirror for a few moments. Seeing his now curly brown hair and freckled cheeks... He could also see how much he was shaking, even though it wasn't cold.

They breathed deeply a few more time, as everything from that dream started to sink in, and not only that, but everything else that has been happening since Aster became human.

All the times he got hurt by accidentally forgetting he couldn't fly anymore and Asha got really worried about him.

All the times they passed by the royals statues and Aster had in the back of his mind the lingering fear that maybe the spell wasn't permanent.

All the times he wanted to express how this is all so new and overwhelming, to the point he sometimes didn't want to hang out with Asha and the others, sometimes, he just wanted to be left alone.

But he can't say that, right? Their time together is short, he has to enjoy every day like it's his last, that's what being human is all about... Right? And... That's what he wished for...

Aster didn't even notice he was crying til he felt a knot stuck in his throat. Tears were running down his freckled cheeks as he still kept staring in the mirror.

*knock knock*

"AAH!" Aster screams for the third time in a row once he hears someone knocking on the door.

"Aster, are you okay? I heard you yelling" Asha's voice came worriedly from the other side of the door "May I come in?"

Aster quickly dried his own tears with his pillow "Oh he-hey Asha! Ye-yeah sure, I'm fine, just uh- I fell from the bed" he lied, trying to disguise how hoarse his voice sounded

Asha opened the door, wearing a simple orange night gown and holding a candle "Did you hurt yourself? That was a pretty loud scream"

She wasn't actually buying this "Fell from the bed" talk, she knew by now Aster sometimes had the bad habit of keeping any negative feelings to himself. They still had to work through that.

Aster chuckled awkwardly "Heheh oops, I should probably apologize to Dahlia, her parents and the neighbors tomorrow, shouldn't I?" he tried to lighten the situation, but the shakiness in his voice gave it away that he wasn't feeling well

Asha set next to him on the bed and placed the candle on the night stand "Aster, you know you can tell me anything... I want to help." She held his hand, soothingly caressing it with her thumb. With his other hand Aster dried another tear that threatened to fall from the corner of his eye. Asha gently held his other hand as she said "You can cry if you need to"

And that was enough to make Aster break into tears.

The two of them hugged, as Asha caressed his back gently and whispered words of reassurance, his sobbing slowly subsided into small hiccups, and later to just some spaced out shaky breaths.

Soon, Aster was able to take deep breaths and calm himself, although he had calmed down, the two remained in the embrace, like neither of them wanted to let go.

"... I'm afraid of the unknown." Aster admitted in a sigh "Of not knowing what'll happen with us in the future... What if something worse than the royals comes and I- I can't keep you safe..." Aster's voice started shaking again.

Asha held him closer "I'm afraid too... Everyone's afraid of not knowing what'll happen next, that's part of life" she explained, feeling her own heart ache, as she indeed understood what Aster meant, or at least part of it "But we promised we'd protect each other, remember? That means I'm here for you too" She let go of the hug to look at him in the eyes with a smile "So don't put so much pressure on yourself, okay? We're in this together"

Aster's tears still glistened with the moonlight coming from the window, but he had a bittersweet smile.

"Thank you..." Aster pondered for a moment, and then asked "Is it okay if we cancel those plans we had for tomorrow and just... Stay home? Maybe just talking?... I think I want take the day to relax" He wasn't sure if it was selfish of him to ask that

"Of course we can." Asha replied warmly "That's actually a great idea, to be honest, we've been showing you so much human things everyday it probably got you kinda stressed, huh?"

Aster hugged her once again, she didn't know how much that meant to him.

"Thank you for understanding... I love you, Asha."

Asha hugged him back with a smile "I love you too, Aster"

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Dang that was a lot. I had to do some research about dream symbolism, look up the meanings of "Not being able to scream in a dream" and "Sinking in quick sand in a dream" and also "Free falling in a dream" for more insight.

Basically what I wanted to explore was both Aster's fear of not being strong enough to protect Asha, a fear that carried over since their star boy days to his human days, and also the guilt that comes from not feeling 100% happy after getting something you wanted all your life. Aster wished to be human for so long, so he feel like he doesn't have the right to feel sad, otherwise they're being ungrateful, when of course there's nothing wrong with not being happy all the time, that's something Aster still gotta work through.

In conclusion, Aster needs some therapy, luckily Asha is the next closest thing.

Tagging yall cause I've been teasing this angst for days now lol @gracebeth3604 @uva124 @emillyverse @oh-shtars @signed-sapphire @kstarsarts

#wish rewrite #wish reimagined #kingdom of wishes #ask

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cosmerelists · 5 months

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Randomly Paired Cosmere Characters On A Date

I have a list of 112 Cosmere characters I feel vaguely comfortable writing for and a random number generator. Let's see what happens!

(Upon my honor, I did not finagle with these results beyond rerolling any repeat characters and not allowing Tien to go on a date with Gaz because gross.)

[Spoilers for the end of Mistborn Era 1!]

1. Eshonai & Teft

Eshonai: I am excited. This is the first date I've been on with a human! Teft: Sorry you got stuck with someone like me, then. I'm...not the best example that humanity has to offer. Eshonai: Really? You have an Honorspren, though. That speaks highly of you! Teft: I- How did you know I had an Honorspren?? Eshonai: She's behind you, giving me a thumbs up. Teft: Phendorana! I said I didn't need a wingman! Eshonai: You clearly do, though.

2. Marasi & Blushweaver

Blushweaver: Oh my...you're cute. I love the buttoned-up look! Blushweaver: I can't wait to get them all undone. Blushweaver: Oh that's quite a blush! Do you like me? Marasi: W-WE HAVEN'T EVEN ORDERED FOOD YET

3. Galladon & Bleeder

Galladon: You got crazy eyes, friend. Bleeder: Yeah, I kill people a lot. And I already have a man. Galladon: Shall we eat in slightly hostile silence then? Bleeder: Works for me. Galladon: Not the worst date I've been on.

4. Lopen & Shallan

Lopen: You know, I used to have only one arm. I kinda miss it! Lopen: You know why? Shallan: Because back then, you were always all right? Lopen: ... Lopen: I LIKE you, gancho! Shallan: Thanks! I'm pretty quick on the uptake...not that there's anything wrong with being stumped of course. Lopen: I may be in love.

5. Szeth & Lightsong

Lightsong: Well you have an...intense air about you. Lightsong: What do you do for fun? Szeth: There is no fun for one such as me. Szeth: ... Szeth: I guess I talk to my sword, sometimes. Lightsong: Oh, I'm gonna need to be drunk-drunk for this one.

6. Ann & Sazed

Ann: And after I got these spectacles, I got way better at firing guns AND cannons! Ann: My crewmates no longer fear ol' Ironeyes when I line up a shot, ha ha! Sazed: ... Sazed: ... Sazed: W-What was that? Ann: Hmm? What was what? Sazed: C-Can I ask you a billion questions about your planets mythology and religions, please?

7. Demoux & TenSoon

Demoux: So...this is just a little weird, right? Demoux: I mean, we were both there, back in the day, with Kelsier and Vin and all of them. Demoux: And we both seemed to die but didn't and we're still out there, bein' in books and stuff. We have so much in common! Demoux: But it's still weird. Demoux: ...It might be because you're in your wolf body. TenSoon: Humans love dogs. Demoux: I don't think this is going to work out.

8. Cord & Parlin

Parlin: That bow...it's amazing. Cord: Thanks! It's a Shardbow. Very flashy. Cord: Yours is nice too, though. Simple, but i can tell how well made it is. And well cared for! Parlin: Thank you. I think you can tell a lot about a person by how they care for their weapons. Cord: So true! Man, can you believe we BOTH brought our bows on a first date? Parlin: Do...most people leave their weapons at home or something? Cord: Actually, yes. Parlin: Strange. Cord: I know, right?

9. Gaz & Dockson

Gaz: ...So yeah, that's how I ended up with that lady, Shallan. Now I work for her--well, when she actually has something for me to do. Dockson: I can see why my stories about Kelsier made you think of her. They both seem like charismatic, damaged people. Dockson: Heh, do you think your Shallan and my Kelsier would get along? Gaz: ...Somehow, I feel like they'd try to kill each other. Dockson: You could be right.

10. Radiant & Adolin

Radiant: Tell me all the tales of your bravery in war! Radiant: I will not ask you about pooping, even a little! Adolin: Aww, but I kinda liked it when Shallan asked me about pooping. Radiant: Yes, and after this date proves to be much more stilted, I'm sure Shallan will feel all the more secure that she is meant to be with you, poop questions and all. Adolin: So this is a date about helping ease Shallan's lingering insecurities about how our first date went? Radiant: Well, yes. Adolin: Yeah, that tracks.

#cosmerelists #cosmere #Eshonai #Teft #Marasi #Blushweaver #Lightsong #Szeth #Adolin #Radiant #Gaz #Dockson #Ann #Sazed #Bleeder #Galladon #Cord #Parlin #Demoux #TenSoon #Lopen #Shallan

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roo-bastmoon · 1 year

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Juxtapositions, and focus

"How can you think Jikook are still real when they just hugged like they haven't seen each other in months??"

Whelp, my adorable little Vulcan, I'll tell you. Human beings have this thing called "humor" and they often tease each other when they feel safe and happy in each other's presence. (This is my gently teasing you, by the way.)

They hugged like they haven't seen each other in months because it was exaggerated, in a joking way, as Jungkook had been abroad for a week. And possibly they just got snockered together the night before, so it's hilarious to them.

Jimin gave Hobi almost the same exaggerated hug even though two days prior they shared a drink together. I still cling to my work wife every week on the days when we're both in the office and it's been three years of us talking almost daily. It's a silly way to convey love.

Just like when Jimin says "Is it you? Is it you or is it me? The smell of alcohol." He asks this ridiculous question while also cradling a stinky JK to him, and JK is smiling so hard his eyes crinkle while he wraps his arms around Jimin's waist and presses him close with his hands. And then they proceed to stand next to each other, arms touching, like magnets for a good long while. You know, just the usual.

Just like on JK's lives where his eyes lit up and he kept calling for Jimin to come to him... after using extremely formal language to say hello and bow to Jimin? It's not actually conveying that there's distance between them--because in the next breath he's dropping all honorifics and using just the most possessive, entitled, teasing tone. You know, also just as usual.

It's about the juxtaposition of extremes.

Or when JK responded to Jimin's "I miss you" on WeVerse with extremely aegyo "Me too." Jungkook is a 25-year-old millionaire rock star with a motorcycle, a full sleeve of tattoos, several piercings, and 8-pack abs. But he can turn on his big doe eyes and act super cute for Jimin.

Now look, to be fair, I can't tell you Jikook are romantically together as if it were a fact. I don't live in their cupboards and stalk them 24/7. I am pretty sure they are not sharing an address right now that we've seen on camera.

I'm guessing they spend time over each other's houses when they can, when schedules line up, probably sometimes over night (they are night owls). And on nights when that's not possible, it seems to me that Jimin spends hours watching all of JK's lives and JK spends 90 minutes ignoring the live chat to watch Jimin on YouTube.

I'm pretty sure they keep in contact using technology when they are apart on projects because when Jungkook doesn't answer Jimin's texts, it drives him crazy.

I'm absolutely convinced they love each other and they sure do act like they are IN LOVE with each other.

My god, the tones they use exclusively for each other is enough... And also, I don't see anyone else in Bangtan lifting each other up, trying to touch each other's skin under clothing, squeezing each other's butts, rolling around in soap, calling each other baby, giving each other bite marks, making videos about each other sharing a room or a trip, or including each other on super secret hidden love songs that will never be for sales or streams. But honestly it's the way everyone around them from their members to family to brands to tattoo artists to boxing coaches all still treat them like a couple--that's the clincher for me.

Totally fine if you don't see it. I've tried, I've really truly tried to see other pairings in BTS, watched tons of content around it, and there's plenty of silly flirting and deep respect and tons of skinship, but I genuinely do not see the same exclusive intimacy and heated chemistry among anyone else, and that's saying something because Jimin has chemistry with everyone. (Jimin can make a broken lamppost light up with love.)

But just because *I* don't see it, doesn't mean I look down on others who do see genuine romantic feelings among other pairings. I don't have the monopoly on truth. I'm just making my best educated guesses.

The day I feel the need to wander over to someone else's space and tell them they are wrong and I am right and pop off on some diatribe about why they are so wrong and I am so right is the day I truly have lost the plot, and no longer actually believe in my own assertions.

It's completely normal to have doubts, to question yourself, to ask others for their takes on things. I was a hella insecure Jikooker my first few months as baby ARMY. And I admit, even now, sometimes I doom spiral and ask myself if maybe Jimin and Jungkook are just really good friends who have absolutely no sense of boundaries when it comes to each other and I'm projecting a love story onto them. But naw. Then they act like they did in that Bangtan Bomb from today and I'm pretty sure I'm not full-tilt delulu for thinking if it's not them it's not anyone.

And I do not need to convince anyone. I do not need to convert anyone. I don't even really need to answer this question put to me, but if you're hoping to be convinced...

Why do I think Jikook are still together?

Because while all of BTS really love each other... even if Jikook are apart for a while, the moment they are back together...

...everyone and everything else sort of fades away for them.

Even ARMY.

#jikook

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My little love

Chapter 9

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x enhanced!reader

Word count: 4.3k

Warnings: dead children are mentioned, brief talks of funeral/burial, angsty, hurt/comfort I guess?, sad Bucky, crying Bucky, fluff(because duh our sweet innocent Angel is here)

A/N: we meet reader’s dad and I decided to give him a name because it’s easier to write with a name. Please let know what you think!

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Ch 8

You woke up gasping for air. When you looked over at the alarm clock on your nightstand you realized you had only slept about three hours. Lottie was snuggled up to your side while Bucky had his arm draped over both of you. You wanted to go back to sleep but anytime you close your eyes all you see is the three small cryogenic chambers. With a sigh you slowly get out of bed and quietly grab a cardigan and shoes before heading out. In the living room you put on your shoes and cardigan before heading down to Bruce’s lab.

“I thought you’d be sleeping.” Tony said from a corner. He was typing and tinkering away.

“So did I. Are they here?”

Tony just points to the area that has the curtains up, hiding what’s behind them from view.

“Are you sure you want to do that? Especially without Barnes here.”

“Yeah, I just need a minute alone. He doesn’t know yet, I’m not sure how I’m going to tell him.” You sigh as you walk toward the curtain.

“I’m taking care of everything for their burial.”

“Thank you Tony.” You give him a sad smile before disappearing behind the curtain.

The three boys had been laid on separate gurneys and covered with sheets. Tears immediately spring in your eyes as you take in their small forms. So vulnerable and innocent. You could only think that they had never had a loving and caring touch before they were executed. A sob climbs up your throat and you fail to stifle it. You feel arms wrap themselves around your waist stopping you from falling to the floor.

“Hey it’s ok. Shhh, it’s ok.” Steve pulled you out of the makeshift room and sat you down on a stool. He sat next to you, pulling you into his chest as you cried. “Take a deep breath for me. One more. There you go.”

You pulled away from him and took the tissue he had offered you.

“Tony told me everything. I’m sorry you were the one to find them.”

“I can’t stop thinking about what they must have suffered. All for it to just end like that.” You said between sniffles. “How am I going to tell him?”

“We’ll figure it out and we’ll do it together.”

When Bucky woke up you were gone, but so was Charlotte. He trusted that you had Lottie with you yet the apartment was eerily quiet. There was no music, no coffee being made and no voices. Bucky got up and got dressed, he knew how difficult that mission had been and he just wanted to be there for you.

“Sergeant Barnes, you are needed in conference room B.” Friday announced as soon as Bucky stepped out of your apartment.

“Friday, where is Y/N?”

“Agent Y/L/N is in conference room B.”

Bucky was confused but headed in that direction anyways. When he got to the conference room he found Tony, Bruce, Steve and you. You had your arms folded over the table and your head resting on them. He could see how tired you looked and wondered how much sleep you had gotten. You perked up when you saw him walk in but he could see that you had been crying.

“Hey, where’s Lottie?”

“With Clint. He got her a toy bow and arrow and he’s determined to teach her how to use it.” You smiled softly as Bucky sat beside you and took your hand in his.

The tension was thick in the conference room. There was something unspoken and Bucky felt unsure of what was going to happen next. Did this have to do with the mission or something worse?

“So what’s going on?” He asked after no one had spoken up.

“This is a debrief for yesterday’s mission.” Tony answered as he stood up and made his way to the front of the table.

“Ok? I didn’t go on the mission so why am I here?”

“We already debriefed on part of it but this part involves you.”

Bucky sat up straighter and his eyes darted from you to Steve and then Tony. Every once in a while when a hydra base was raided the team would find information on the winter soldier. Things he didn’t remember had happened to him.

“Bucky,” you said softly as you squeezed his hand. He could feel his heart trying to escape his chest, he knew whatever was going to be said was bad. Was that why you’d been crying? Was it his fault? “You remember what I told you last night, about this place being where Lottie was born?”

He nodded in response.

“It isn’t the only information we found.” He watched as you took a deep breath. You fought back tears before continuing. “Lottie wasn’t the only baby born there.”

“Ok?”

“We found four cryogenic chambers in a hidden room. One was empty and it was used for Charlotte.” Tony supplied. “The others held three boys.”

“Are they mine? The three boys, are they my children?”

“Yes, but Bucky we got there too late.” Tears had started flowing freely. Even Steve, Tony and Bruce were teary eyed. “The doctor that I told you about, he shot them before we could find them. He said he didn’t want us to get our hands on any more of his assets.”

Bucky sat there stunned and unable to hear what you were saying. It was like he was underwater and every sound was distorted. He looked between all of you in the room. No one except you would look him in the eyes. He didn’t want to believe what he heard. It wasn’t enough that hydra had taken a part of him by erasing his memories and stealing his life from him. They also used him to create the next generation of winter soldiers. Bucky thought of his doll, his little girl and how much she had changed him in the month she had been in his life. What if they had placed her back in that chamber? What if they had taken her life as well? His metal fist connected with the wooden table, completely breaking it in half.

“Where are they? Did you leave them there?” He stood and started pacing, only stopping what you stood in front of him. He was trying not to cry, he didn’t want to keep breaking down because of what hydra had done to him.

“We brought them back. Tony is helping with the funeral arrangements. We don’t have to worry about anything.”

‘We’ is the word he focused on. Just like Lottie was your sweet Angel, your little girl, Bucky knew you saw these three boys as yours. He realized at that moment that the reason that you had been so upset wasn’t just because they had been taken from this world before they were able to live in it, it’s because you felt guilty that you couldn’t save them. Lottie’s brothers and his babies were just as much yours because your ability to love others was endless. Bucky pulled you into his chest and just held you.

“Can I see them?” He whispered and you nodded your head against his chest. You pulled back and took his hand, leading him out of the conference room and down toward Bruce’s lab. The lab windows which were usually see through were now frosted.

“I’ll give you a minute.”

You stood by the door and let Bucky walk in alone, it was too hard for you to see them again. Steve walked in after Bucky knowing his friend would need someone with him.

You could hear him crying and it only made you feel more guilty. If you had only found that door faster maybe you could have saved them. It didn’t take long for you to slip in quietly, Bucky sat in front of his three boys as he cried for them. You placed a hand on his shoulder and the moment he realized it was you, Bucky pulled you to stand in between his legs. He buried his face in your chest and all you could do was rake your fingers through his hair. His large frame shook almost violently.

“I know, just let it all out.” You whispered. It took a while but Bucky finally calmed down.

“I’d really like to see Lottie now.” He said in a soft tone.

“POW.” You hear her voice the closer you get. “POW.” A little toy arrow flies by the entrance.

When you stop to watch what’s happening the whole living room is a mess. The cushions and decorative pillows are all over the place. A vase is on its side on a table, it’s content on the floor. Nat and Clint hid behind sofas and armchairs while Sam held Lottie. She was on his shoulders while he stomped around and made roaring noises. The little toy bow and arrow in her hands as she took a shot trying to get anyone she could.

“POW!” You watched her take another shot and miss. “Dada. Mama.” She said gleefully when she spotted you by the entryway.

Sam put her down and she ran with open arms towards Bucky who wasted no time in picking her up. You could see his grip on her tightening just a bit but she didn’t fight against his hold on her. Instead Lottie just presented her new toy to him.

“Dada pay?” She asked blissfully unaware of the emotional pain her father was going through. Clint, Sam and Nat all left the room silently as Bucky sat down with Lottie.

“In a minute, Doll. I love you so much baby.” He kissed her forehead as fresh tears spilled down his cheeks.

“So much?” She parroted, unsure of what the words actually meant.

You smiled as you heard Lottie copy her father.

“Yeah so much, Doll.” He pulled her into his chest and she rested her head against him.

Her eyes lock on to you as you rest your head against Bucky’s shoulder. After a few minutes Lottie wiggles her way off of Bucky’s lap and starts playing around with her new toy. For the next few days all you and Bucky could do is stay close to Lottie.

“Is everything alright, kitten?” Your dad’s sleep riddled voice comes through the phone’s speaker. The door creaks behind him as he walks out of his bedroom.

“Yeah,” you clear your throat. “Why wouldn’t it be?”

“Kitten it’s almost three a.m. you haven’t called me to have late night talks since you joined the avengers. So what’s wrong? You know I won’t judge or criticize anything.”

You take a deep breath and explain everything. Your new relationship with Bucky, vague details of what hydra did to him and you tell him about Lottie. How wonderful she was and how she has abilities just like you. You explain to him how Lottie was brought into this world and how much you love her and how she calls you mama.

“So my baby has a baby?”

“I do and I love her so much. Guess that makes you a grandpa.” You smiled for the first time in a few days.

“Is that what was bothering you? Did you think I’d not accept your relationship?”

“No.” You say and begin to explain everything that happened a few days ago and the three boys you’d found. “I just don’t know how to help him. And the funeral is in a few hours but I feel like he’s barely had time to process what happened. I don’t know what to do dad.”

“All you can do is be there for him. Let him talk when he’s ready, let him cry if he needs to. I know it’s not easy but it sounds like you’re doing everything you can. Sometimes you can’t do anything other than let him know you’re there with him.”

“I know I just hate-“

“Feeling helpless. I know kitten, it’s why you’re such a fighter. And that's why you’re my favorite.” He whispers the last part.

You huff out a laugh. “You’re my favorite too. Thank you for picking up.”

“I’ll always answer, kitten. Now try and get some rest. I love you kid.”

“I love you too.” You say before hanging up the call and walking back into your apartment.

Bucky is sitting in the living room, only looking up when he hears the door close. He looks exhausted. The last time you’d seen him like this was when he had first arrived at the compound. Unable to adjust to a more relaxed way of living, especially compared to hydra. The nightmares didn’t help either. You walk over to him and sit on his lap. Bucky hides his face in your neck, his facial hair prickling your skin. His arms wrap around your waist and he pulls you closer to him. You begin to play with his hair as you sit in silence.

“I’m sorry.” He says after a few minutes.

“Why?”

“For everything, I seem to only bring bad things to anyone that’s around me. I’d understand if you didn’t want to be with me anymore.” He says as he finally looks at you.

“James,” you breathe deeply and think about your next words. Your hands cup his cheeks so he can’t look away from you. “Maybe I haven’t made myself clear so here it is… I am in love with you. You are grieving the loss of three children and processing what hydra did to you. I’m not sure what it is you need from me right now but you never have to worry about me wanting to leave you. I’m going to stay by your side for however long you’ll have me.”

For the first time in days you see something other than overwhelming sadness, there was hope and awe.

“You love me?”

“So much, babe.”

“I’m in love with you too.” He gives you a tired smile.

“We have a long day ahead, do you want to try and get some sleep?”

“Are you staying in bed this time?” He asks as he gets up with you still in his arms.

“Yup.”

“Then let’s get some sleep.”

The day had been beautiful. The skies were clear, the sun was shining and the temperature had been amazing. It was a perfect day, but the emotions were overwhelming as you laid to rest three little souls that you’d never get to meet.

The whole team had rallied around Bucky. By the time you got to the compound everyone was exhausted. All you wanted to do was go to your apartment and rest. Maybe get some cuddles in with Lottie. Steve and Bucky decided to stay outside for a while, wanting some time to clear their heads. They’d walked around the compound grounds until they found a quiet area to stop at.

“How are you holding up?” Steve asked as he sat down to Bucky.

“I don’t know. I just keep thinking about how I found Charlotte that day. What if they were getting ready to put her back in that chamber. I would have never met her. I just keep thinking to myself at least she wasn’t there. It makes me a horrible person, how can I be happy that only one of those kids survived? They all deserved a chance to live. To be well taken care of and loved.”

“It doesn’t make you a horrible person, Buck. You’re focusing on the one child hydra hasn’t taken from you while dealing with the loss of three more. It’s not bad to be happy your daughter is alive.”

“For now.” Bucky mutters as he wipes away tears again for what felt like the thousandths time in the day. “What if hydra finds a way to get to her and I can’t protect her? What if they get their hands on her again?”

“They won’t. No one in this team will let that happen, especially Y/N. I mean look at what she did to the guy who threatened Lottie and she isn’t the type of person to be violent.” Steve placed a hand on Bucky’s shoulder and squeezed. “I know what you’re dealing with is difficult so take your time to grieve. Be with your girls, who love you more than you’ll ever know. And you know I’ll always be here too.”

Bucky nodded as he swallowed the lump in his throat. “Thanks Steve.”

Steve and Bucky were headed back into the compound when they heard their names being called.

“Captain Rogers, Sergeant Barnes.” An agent waved them over. “There’s a gentleman here asking for agent Y/L/N. I tried to call up to her apartment but she didn’t answer.”

“Where is he?”

“At the visitor’s entrance sir.”

“Thank you, we’ll take care of him.” Steve said before he and Bucky headed in that direction.

There was only one person there. An older man most likely in his mid to late fifties. He had a graying beard and short cropped hair. His posture let them know he had likely been in the military. The older man was dressed in a black button up shirt and black slacks, and was holding a bag which they found a bit odd. Still they weren’t sure who he was.

“Sir? You’re looking for agent Y/L/N?” Steve asked as he got closer. The man turned and smiled at them.

“Yes, I am. I was told to wait here. You’re Captain Rogers, which means you must be Sergeant Barnes” both Steve and Bucky took turns in shaking his outstretched hand.

“That’s correct sir but how do you know agent Y/L/N?”

“Dad?” The guards at the gate had finally gotten a hold of you and told you someone was there to see you. To say you’re surprised is an understatement.

“There’s my girl.”

You threw yourself in your father’s arms once you were close enough. He held you tight and kissed the top of your head. Steve and Bucky stood there just watching the interaction with soft smiles on their lips.

“What are you doing here?” You asked once you pulled away from him.

“Well I was worried about you after that call, kitten. So I thought I’d come up and see how you were doing with my own eyes.”

“Dad, you didn’t have to do that. But I’m glad you’re here.” You smiled before looking over your shoulder. “I see you’ve met Steve and Bucky. Guys this is my father, Edward Y/L/N.”

“Eddie or Ed is just fine.”

“Mama.” Lottie called out for you as she walked down the hallway.

“And that would be Charlotte.”

Lottie called out for you again once she was at the door. She smiled as she ran in your direction. Her arms wrapped around one of your legs as she looked up at you, a giggle bubbling up from her chest. A few seconds later Sam pops out of the same door looking relieved.

“You’re never looking after her again, Sam.” Bucky said as he crossed his arms.

“She’s faster than she looks and it’s not my fault she wants her mother.”

“It’s ok Sam, thank you.” You say. He smiles at you, glares at Bucky and then heads in the same direction he came.

Your father lowers himself to be at eye level with Charlotte, who's still holding on to your leg.

“Hi princess.” He waves at her.

Lottie looks at him and then at you before hiding behind you again. “It’s ok sweet Angel.”

“I got you a present.” He held out the bag he had been holding for Lottie to take but she wouldn’t move, she did however smile shyly at him. “Do you wanna see what’s inside?” Your dad asked as he reached in pulling out the yellow dress Belle wore in Beauty and the Beast.

Lottie pulled away from you and headed in your father’s direction cautiously. You turned to look at Steve and Bucky who were just taking in the scene. They smiled as Lottie touched the dress before giggling and talking gibberish. She took the dress from your dad and turned to you.

“Mama on?”

“Sweet Angel you want to put on your new dress?”

“On, mama.” She held up the dress for you to take.

“Ok, let’s go put it on. Come on dad. You can stay for a while right?”

“I have all the time in the world, kitten.”

Your father and Bucky sat in the living room of your apartment in an awkward kind of quiet. Bucky kept his eyes on his hands and your father looked around the room, taking in how well you were living.

“So, my daughter told me about what happened. I just wanted to say how sorry I am for your loss. I can’t imagine what you must be going through, son.” Ed spoke up.

“Thank you, sir.”

“Please none of that sir thing, call me Ed. Now I want to have an honest conversation with you.”

Bucky felt his heart hammering against his chest, he didn’t have the strength to have a conversation with your father if it was going to be about how he wasn’t good enough for you. He knew that you were one of the good things in his life so if Ed was against you being together Bucky couldn’t blame him.

“My daughter cares for you and that little girl a lot. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her this happy, despite the current situation. So I’ll ask you to keep doing whatever it is you’re doing. If you ever need anything I’m here for you too and I’d very much like to be your daughter’s grandfather if it’s alright with you.”

Bucky stared at your father. Wide eyed and mouth slightly opened. It’s not what he thought your father would say. Anyone else would have probably told him to leave you alone, that you deserve better because you do. And it seemed like Ed knew what Bucky was thinking. His laugh was a deep rumble in his chest.

“It’s not what you were expecting, were you?”

“No, not at all.”

“Well I’ll tell you something, Y/N seems like a carefree person but she doesn’t trust as easily as you think. But every single time she’s mentioned you it’s only been with the highest praise. So if my daughter trusts you, so do I. I only ask that you take care of her since I can’t anymore.”

“With my life, Ed. I love her more than I thought possible. As for Lottie, as long as you’re fine with it I’d love her to know you as her grandfather. She sees and loves Y/N as her mother.” Bucky said just before you walked out. A blinding smile on your face.

“You aren’t ready for this.” You inform them before walking further into the living room. “Come on Lottie, come show daddy your new dress.”

Lottie stood in the doorway. The yellow dress fit perfectly. The dress came with a crown and gloves and she had both of them on even though the gloves were a bit big on her. The crown sat on top of her dark brown hair that was starting to curl at the ends. It was tilted but it didn’t seem to bother the toddler since she was all smiles. You had your phone out taking a video of her prancing through the living room until she got to Bucky.

“You look beautiful, Doll. Do you like your dress?” He asked her as he picked her up and sat her on his lap.

“Wike it, dada.” She replied as she messed with the tulle of the dress.

“Can you say thank you, Lottie?”

Lottie looked up at Bucky as she processed the new words. “Tank you?” She said in the form of a question.

“That’s right, say thank you to grandpa for the pretty dress.”

Your head snapped up in Bucky’s direction and then your father’s only to find him looking at you already. He smiled and winked at you. It was one thing for you to see Charlotte as your daughter but to have your father accept her and Bucky meant more to you than you realized. Tears quickly gathered in your eyes even though you thought you were all cried out.

Lottie’s whole face lit up in recognition of the word grandpa. She pointed at Ed and looked at Bucky with a smile.

“Yeah Doll, that’s grandpa.”

“Gwandpa!” She practically jumped out of Bucky’s arms and ran toward her new family member. Lottie was immediately picked up and embraced lovingly.

“Hi princess.” Ed and Lottie took to each other like ducks to water.

While you watched them interact Bucky moved to sit beside you. His arm snakes around your waist to pull you closer.

“She recognized the word grandpa, do you think she had a vision?” You whispered.

“I’m pretty sure she had one the other day but it wasn’t as intense as the last time.”

“Hhmm,” you rest your head against his shoulder and smile as Lottie gets up and pulls her grandfather toward her room. “They’re not coming back for a while.”

“You should get some rest.”

“So should you.”

“I will, I promise. But for right now you can relax. I'll stay up in case Lottie or Ed need anything.”

You hummed but your eyes were already closed. The last few days had been so draining. Although the funeral was over you knew Bucky would still be dealing with this loss for the rest of his life. So for now you let sleep take you and you basked in the happiness of having your father meet and accept your family.

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P.2 HH Lucifer-centric AU 13/?

STORY 1, PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5, PART 6, PART 7, PART 8, PART 9, PART 10, PART 11, PART 12, PART 14, PART 14.5, PART 15, PART 16, PART 17, PART 18, PART 19, PART 20, PART 21

Luci is the older sib among the Sins but he's the youngest among the Archangels.

I guess technically, he's the suffering middle child.

If y'all see a mention baby bro or little brother in the Prequel, pretend like you didn't see it ;laksldakl;

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Perhaps Lucifer should've requested a 1 visitor per visit rule just like he should've expected that he's going to get tackled and suffocated in physical affection by the Sins and Charlie as soon as Belphegor opened the door.

Not that he doesn't like the hugs but he's just one tiny guy and he's pretty sure he's about to be buried alive under these giants.

Thank fuck for Belphegor for prying them off of him before he actually suffocated.

Belphegor: What did I say?! What did I just say?! What are you all? Children?!

A gasp and a coughing fit later, he finally calmed down enough to get his breathing steady. He thanks Alastor for the water, taking huge sips to fix his throat.

'Not to self: don't get buried alive. It's not a fun experience.'

He looks over at the now kneeling Charlie and Sins, head bowed as the Sin of Sloth relentlessly scolds them.

Belphegor: -powers in Hell and you can't follow one simple rule? May I remind you all what happens if I'm disobeyed while I'm treating someone?

All: Visiting rights will be stripped off.

Belphegor: That's right. And I am not above putting a ward on any of you to make it stay that way.

Never mess with Dr. Belphegor. As much as Lucifer is amused, he takes pity on his kids (his kids!) and speaks up to save them from the doctor's wrath.

Lucifer: I think they get it, Bel.

The kneeling demons cower as Belphegor sends them one last glare before huffing and went to typing something in her tablet again.

Beelzebub: Sorry for getting carried away, babe. We just got scared.

Asmodeus: Charlie's call really scared us. Did something happen in Heaven?

Satan: Tell me if that bastard Michael did this, I'll go to Heaven myself and beat his ass! In fact, I'm going over there right now. Open a portal.

Leviathan: Christ, Satan. Can you do one minute without thinking of doing something impulsive?

Satan: Don't say that name here! And fuck you! You're one to talk. Which one of us almost obliterated their ring in anger earlier, huh??

Lucifer: Wha- Levi??

Leviathan: I have no idea what you're talking about.

Mammon: Wait, is that why the elevator took so fuckin long to work? I thought I was gonna be stuck there foreva!

Charlie: At least you're all here now!

Charlie's wholesome sentiment made her aunts and uncles coo, wholeheartedly agreeing with her.

Lucifer: My duckie is right. Even though I said I was fine, you all still came for me. I'm starting to feel bad about making you all rush here every time I get hurt.

Satan: Don't you dare. No one is forcing us to be here.

Beelzebub: Right! Plus you always did the same for us.

He remembers those moments. When the rings formed and the Sins grew enough to move and handle them on their own, he was pretty lonely. Sure, he had Lilith, but children brought a different kind of joy with their company.

Plus, he loved indulging in others and all the children wanted was his attention, which he was always so happy to give.

The last person he would've thought to call him for help first was, believe it or not, Leviathan.

Levi had always presented himself as independent, acting like he's not as young as he was. Lucifer saw the aquatic demon's admiration for him, often mimicking how he talks, walks, and even dresses.

Lilith says it's envy (Because what else could it be, Luci? Isn't he the Sin of Envy?) but Lucifer knows better. He knows that Leviathan only looks at him in admiration. He looks at him like he hung the stars. Like Lucifer means something. Like he deserves to be looked at that way.

He doesn't but he's not going to tell young Leviathan that.

Anyway, Levi couldn't get the raging storms of Envy under control despite trying so hard. He was crying, begging Lucifer to believe that he did everything he could but nothing was working.

So he did what every good sibling/pseudo-father wouldo.

He drops everything and headed straight to Envy. In fact, he ran so fast he forgot to tell Lilith he was leaving.

Instead of fixing the situation himself, Lucifer chose that moment to teach Leviathan. He stayed in Envy until the other got it and not once did he berate Levi for not knowing something that wasn't even taught. It was his fault after all that Levi couldn't control it as he should've known that it doesn't come to everyone that easily.

The little scolding he got from Lilith when he came home super late was worth seeing a proud face on little Levi.

Lucifer: And I always will.

When it doesn't look like they're leaving him anytime soon, he figures he could just tell them now. He sat up a little straighter and internally braces himself for the expected uproar.

Lucifer: Heaven is on the verge of a civil war.

He winces. 'Way to rip off the bandaid, Lucifer.'

The room halted. They stared at him as they try to comprehend what he said just said. Then all at once, everyone bursts into screaming and panic, asking questions at him, at each other, at no one, at everyone. It was chaos and Lucifer can feel something rumble inside him. He figures Roo is enjoying all this unfold.

To be fair, he should've thought better than to say something like that out of the blue.

Lucifer: Sorry from dropping a bomb like that suddenly.

Satan: A bomb???

Mammon: Mate, that's a fuckin' nuclear one if I know one! The fuck you mean a war??

Lucifer: A civil war.

Charlie: What? How are we roped in it?? It's not because of the last extermination right?

Belphegor: You couldn't have told us this the moment you arrived?

Satan: Are we involved? Is that why Michael shot a freakin' laser through the sky??

Lucifer: No but-

Beelzebub: Oh god.

Lucifer: Guys, if you just-

Leviathan: Ozzie, how is our forces? Do you think we have enough manpower?

Lucifer: Guys-

Asmodeus: If it's only our fighting forces, then no. I'm sure a lot of demons would be willing to fight. Plus we have the firepower.

Lucifer: I-

Belphegor: Do we even know if angelic weapons would harm a higher ranked angel?

Oh for fucks-

Lucifer: Ê̵̡̟͔͉̱͓͓̪̝̫͙͇̞͛̓͐͒͒̎͒̋͘Ǹ̶̛͙̲̮͓͈̳̗̟̣̊̍͋́̇̀̋̐́̚̕͜O̷͇͔̒̇͋́͋́̓́͂́͆͋̅͘U̴̡̙̫͕̞̩͎̭̤̤͙̠̓̐̊̚͜G̵͖͇̘̘̩̟̗̠̬̐̈́͛́̾̈́̾̍́̈́̏͠͝H̶̢̬͉̯̞͇̯͈͙̜̬͚̟͙̊̈́͋͂̂̾̒̅̈́̆͊͗͂̚͝.̷̧͇͔͖̜̳̲̪̤͇̇͊͑̋͛̾̓͜͜

The room rattles from his voice. He stop his horns and halo from coming out. Lucifer can't see it but everyone else is staring at him in abject horror as his skin turned into a dark, glitchy mess.

He calms himself by taking in deep breathes until the fire in his mouth extinguishes.

Lucifer: Can I speak now?

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kpforpresident · 2 months

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first line fic game

tagged @dreamsaremywords, @sassymajesty, @dysco-lymonade

rules: don't reblog the first one, make a new post! look at the first lines of the last ten (10) stories you published. look to see any patterns you notice yourself, and see if anyone else notices any!

1. flowers in your hair : The door chimed, a cheery little note that pulled Lexa out from where she was intently reading, chin propped up in her palms.

2. Good Vibrations : Lexa is staring particularly hard at the one penis-shaped water stain in the damp ceiling, trying her absolute hardest not to eavesdrop on the couple that was standing a stone’s throw away, arguing hotly next to a hot pink, two-foot-long dildo that Lexa would hazard a guess at being at least as large around as her forearm.

3. Call Me By Your Name: The summer night Clarke met Lexa was hot and syrupy, with sunlight streaming in thick buttery ribbons through the dappled olive trees that dotted the Griffin’s family villa.

4. i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart): Eyes watering from the biting cold winds that whipped endlessly through the streets of New York, Lexa toed her shoes off as soon as she had crossed the warm threshold.

5. Can You Feel My Heart?: Slow, fat water drops trailed their way down damp cave walls, wending unsteady paths to join larger puddles quietly gathering in the uneven stone of the floor, shimmering with fading light as the last smudges of daylight scrape against the horizon.

6. deep in our bones the old songs are waking, sing them with voices of thunder and rain: The waves are towering, writhing monsters as they crash over the bow of the ship, the wooden helm creaking ominously as bitingly cold sea water gushes across the already saturated deck.

7. we were born sick, you heard them say it (take me to church): Clarke stepped into the confession booth, feeling the fancy cut glass tremble in her hand as she did so, pulling the worn cotton curtain to safely enclose her from the dark echoes of the silent, empty church pews.

8. if the silence takes you then i hope it takes me, too: Clarke shivers as the wind whips icily around her, pulling her thick black peacoat tighter to her frame as she hunches her shoulders for a brief respite from the chill.

9. House of the Rising Sun: The heat in the south isn’t like other places.

10. What the Ground Gave Us (The Maiden and the Selkie): “Lexa,” Clarke breathes, smiling into the soft skin in front of her as Lexa peppers small, loving kisses over her eyes, her nose, onto the apples of her cheeks.

tagging @butmakeitgayblog @100hearteyes @syngularitysyn a @mozz14 @talktomeinclexa & whoever wants to do it, consider yourself tagged by me [boop], esp because i think most of my tumblr friends have done this!

#clexa #first 10 #i clearly am a very descriptive writer ha ha ha #which who knows if this is a good thing #i miss writing for funsies #instead of huge ass academic papers #kpingrad school #missing my lil online friends!!#thinking of u always #can't wait to write soon

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punk4ndisorderly · 11 months

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light on

The one where Y/N is the daughter of a legendary Team USA coach and used to attend the development program with the boys. 8 years after they last saw each other in person, a reunion brings Jack and Y/N back into each other’s lives... and hearts.

if you keep the light on, i'll keep the light on

XXIII XXIV - at last XXV

“Have you got your vows?”

“I know them by heart.”

“Do you? It doesn’t hurt to have a back-up… What about the rings? Are you sure that Trevor isn’t going to lose them?”

“Mom…Mom! Hey, it’s okay. We’ve got it under control!” Jack chuckled, as his mother rambled on and on about every single detail, while helping him with his bow tie.

“Alright, alright.” the older woman sighed. “I guess I’m just...”

“A nervous wreck?” her son completed her sentence, raising an eyebrow.

“One day your kids will get married and then you’ll know how it feels... I’m holding my heart in my hands over here, Jacky. I don’t know how you can be so calm right now.”

The brunette man looked away from the mirror and stared at his mother, unconsciously wondering why that was even up for debate.

“Love isn’t about all the fluttering and butterflies flying around in your stomach. It’s about what you feel once the butterflies have settled down and you’re staring into that person’s eyes. When I look into Y/N's eyes, I feel like I’m home. I feel safe, loved and at ease. That’s why I’m not freaking out. I’m going home.”

Ellen Hughes was rendered speechless and she could only walk up to her son and wrap her arms around him. They stayed in each other’s embrace for a while, neither wanting to let go of the other.

“I am so proud of you, my sweet boy.” the older woman said, pulling away. “Now let’s get you married!”

“That’s what I like to hear!” Trevor screamed as he entered the room, a bottle of champagne and glasses in hand. “Let’s make a toast!”

“Z, it’s two in the afternoon.” Jack groaned as Ellen took one of the glasses from the blond-haired man.

“It’s five o’clock somewhere!"

“You’re such a bullshitter.” the Devils' player laughed, finally reaching for the glass his friend was holding out for him.

"Z! I told you not to start without us!” Alex scolded when he walked in, followed closely by Luke, Quinn and Cole.

“Whatever, you guys were busy, I wanted to get a head start…”

“We were helping Y/N's with the mess of a veil she picked out… That thing is longer than a lizard’s tail!” Luke explained, reaching to try and fix Jack's stray strand or hair.

“Yeah and I was helping guests find seats and letting them know they could not sit in the front… Some of the old ladies are scary as hell, Jack.” Alex gulped, loosening up his bowtie.

The middle Hughes leaned into Quinn, motioning for him to do the same.

“How is she?” he whispered, everyone else around them speaking loudly and cheerfully.

“Peaceful.” his older brother smiled. “She looks breathtaking, by the way. Try to keep it together when you see her.” he winked, stepping back.

“I’ll take your word for it, Quinny… Did you give her the…”

“Yeah. Don’t worry.”

“Thank you, man. I think Luke would be too curious not to read it.”

“Oh, for sure. That letter would never make it to Y/N. Not even in a million years.”

Aleksander patted his brother's shoulder and led him to the circle the others had formed around Trevor, who was by then filling up everyone’s glasses.

“Alright, gents! It’s time for me, the best groomsman, to propose a toast.”

“I feel weird drinking at two pm…” Cole whispered to Jack.

“It’s five o'clock somewhere.” the brunette man chuckled. “Let’s just not exaggerate or else we’ll be stumbling our way to the altar.”

“So… I just wanted to say…” Trevor began. “I truly did not imagine this day would ever come.”

“Thanks?” the groom raised an eyebrow, making everyone else laugh.

“Don’t interrupt me. I meant to say that I didn’t think you would have it in you to actually go out and get your girl. But you did, my man. And I’m honestly so proud of you and the person you have grown to become. I may make fun of you like ninety percent of the time, but I hope you know that I do it out of love. You’re one of my best friends and you've never failed me... I love you, you dick. You better believe it.” the groomsman said, his voice quivering as he struggled to keep himself from crying.

“Aw Z, you have a heart!” Alex said, leaning his head on the blond man’s shoulder.

“Yeah, yeah.” he rolled his eyes, raising his glass. “To Y/N and Jack, may she never figure out he’s actually a huge nerd!”

“To Y/N and Jack!” everyone cheered, glasses clinking against each other.

“Where are the flowers? Where are the fucking flowers?” River yelled out, scouring the well-lit room for the bouquet.

“No. No. No. I hate this veil. I can’t. It’s tangling in itself again, what the hell!” Lily groaned, taking a deep breath before getting back to her task.

“Y/N, are you sure you don’t want a little bit more of blush? You need to make those gorgeous cheeks of yours pop out.”

“River, I’m fine. I’m sure I’ll gain color when literally everyone starts staring at me while I walk down the aisle.” the bride laughed quietly.

Her brother looked at her, his eyes brimming with tears as he grabbed both of her hands, taking a deep breath before speaking.

“I can’t believe my baby sister is getting married!” River nearly screamed, making everyone stop what they were doing and observe them.

“I already got married once, Riv… You were there.”

“That did not happen. I erased that memory from my head and so should you. This is actually the real deal. You and Jack are meant to be. He’s a good one.”

“You’re complimenting Jack? What’s next? Quinn telling Trevor he loves him?” Y/N chuckled, earning herself a playful swat in the arm.

“Shut up, you know deep down I like him.”

“Deep deep down.” Lily added, smirking. “Like the bottom of the well from The Ring.”

“Okay, last minute check. Are the kids ready?”

“Yes, ma’am. Joey's with your mom, Trevor has the flower petals. They’re all accounted for. Now… Vows?”

“Check.”

“Bouquet?”

“Check!” River chirped from behind them.

“Something blue?”

“Check.” Y/N wiggled her eyebrows, lifting up her dress to show her friends the blue garter on her thigh.

“Y/N! Look at you!” Lily gasped, placing her hand over her heart. “Something old?”

“Mom told me she had it.”

“Something borrowed?”

“She said it could be both things in one.” the doctor shrugged, taking another look in the mirror.

“What about something new? ”

“The gorgeous necklace you guys gave her as a wedding gift… I wonder what you'll get me if I renew my vows…”

“Yeah, good luck with convincing Alex to ask your father for permission to marry you again…” River snorted.

Y/N chuckled softly, the folded piece of paper Quinn had subtly handed her a few minutes prior still in her hand. Around her, everyone seemed to be moving at the speed of light, panicking slightly over every single detail. But not her. She was as calm as a Sunday morning. She was right where she was supposed to be, about to marry the love of her life. There was nothing that could go wrong if, at the end of the day, they were still together.

“Everyone ready to get this show on the road?” Y/M/N chirped, making her way in and stopping in front of her daughter. “Do you mind if I talk to Y/N in private? Joey is waiting outside with Y/F/N, Dan and Jim are holding the fort down at the aisle and Ellen's with Jack. The men are already lined up, you should get to your positions.”

“Of course. Let me just…” River began, reaching for his best friend in the world and pulling her close to him. “Knock him out, sis.”

Lily silently joined in on their hug, trying her best to keep tears from falling down her perfectly made-up face. They remained like that for a few seconds, eventually letting go with quiet sniffles. The door closed behind them and Y/N smoothed out the fabric of her dress skirt, anxious to find out what the letter said, but not wanting to say a thing.

“I’ve got your something old that is also something borrowed, honey.” Y/M/N smiled, reaching for her clutch and taking out a beautiful hair comb, adorned with gold leaves and faux white flowers. “This was your grandma's. She wore it on her wedding day and wanted you to have it on yours.”

“What? But she came to my first wedding… Why not giving it to me then?” the doctor inquired, carefully taking the beautiful hair accessory from her mother and taking a closer look at the small details.

“Well… She said she was sure one day you’d end up wearing it. Even if she wasn’t here to see it.” the older woman smiled. “May I?”

Y/N nodded, handing her the comb, which her mother placed above her bun.

“It’s so beautiful, mom.” the bride gushed, turning around to see how it looked on her hair. “I think nana might have been onto something...”

“Wasn’t she always?” Y/M/N winked, her hands finding her daughter’s shoulders and leaning in close so their foreheads touched.

The duo took a deep breath, their eyes closed.

“Mom?”

“Yeah, kiddo?”

“Do you mind telling dad to give me a couple of minutes alone? I’ve got to put my game face on.”

“Sure, baby.” the older woman conceded, squeezing her cheek. “I’ll go ahead. Just don’t take too long, or else the poor boy at the altar will have a heart attack.”

“Got it.” the bride laughed, waiting for her mother to leave the room before unfolding the note.

Y/N,

Today’s the day. Listen, you’ve still got time. You can still climb out of a window, I promise I won’t take it to heart. If you want out, now’s the time. But please keep in mind that I am the one who checks under Joey's bed for monsters and the one who does Finn's manicure. Also, I’m not bad to look at and my morning breath isn’t as bad as Trevor's (remind me to never go camping with him again). Anyway… I hope you’re okay. Try not to trip over your own feet when you see how handsome I look (my mom’s words, not mine). Can’t believe in an hour we will officially be an old married couple. It feels like it was meant to be all along. I’m not worried about the future, you know? We have each other. A daughter. A very old dog. Kickass parents. I think we’re good to go. Do you? See you on the other side. I’ll look out for the one in white.

Love,

Jack.

Y/N could see it all pan out in her head. Their new house, a new bed for Finn, a white picket fence and a bay window where she could read, resting her head against the glass while Joey did her homework in the kitchen table. Jack bragging about being a better cook. Their parents coming over for dinner every Friday night. Growing old together. Taking care of their grandchildren. A wide, serene smile took over her face. She was ready. There was no doubt about it.

The guests were already seated. Friends, family, that overly chatty aunt who won’t shut up for a second looking for tissues in her clutch, bracing herself for what was about to take place.

Lily sent Jack a reassuring smile, who returned it with a nod and looked at his mother, as if asking her if it was the right time.

“I’m right here, Jack. I won’t let you fall in front of all these people. My son cannot be a klutz.” Ellen winked, squeezing his arm.

“Are you kidding? These steps will be the easiest I’ll ever take in my life. I’m walking towards my destiny, my forever. I don’t think I’ve ever been so sure about something in my entire life.”

“Oh boy, you have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that.” the blonde woman sighed contently. “I couldn’t hold you up to it even if I had to. My back can’t take it.”

The duo laughed quietly, before the doors swung open, revealing them to the expecting crowd of a hundred people. He took a deep breath, a smile taking over his features before he stepped forward, Ellen right beside him in a beautiful dark blue dress.

“Thank you for walking me down the aisle.” he nearly whispered.

“It’s not just me walking with you right now. Your grandma is right here.” the older woman said, reaching to touch his chest. “And I’m fairly certain she’s looking down on you with the biggest, dorkiest, most loving smile you can imagine.”

“She always said he was going to be there one way or the other.” Jack grinned sadly. “I hope she knows how happy we are…”

“A mother always knows, Jacky. You have nothing to worry about.” she said sweetly, nudging him towards his place at the altar. “Good luck.”

And, just like that, he was up there, eagerly waiting for the rest of his life to start.

First came in David and River, who stuck his tongue out at the groom, making him break out into laughter, covering his mouth with his hand. Even though he teased him all the time, he knew he had his back. Alex and Lily followed suit: the hockey player looked more nervous than he did, his wife whispering something into his ear before they parted ways, each one taking their assigned spot. Then in came Cole and Quinn, looking as calm and collected as usual, a perfect balance between them, being followed by Luke.

Trevor helped Joey throw the rose petals around, with the little girl instructing him how to properly do it. It had to be perfect for her mother to walk over in a few seconds. The Devils' player felt his heart grow in his chest, an unwavering smile adorning his face. His friend took her to her grandmother and walked over to him, squeezing his shoulder before moving to stand by his side.

“She’s about to come in. Are you ready, young man?” the priest said, signaling the organ player to start playing the wedding march.

“I’ve been ready since I was sixteen.”

“Took you long enough, then.” the older man chuckled.

“I can’t believe you just got dragged by a priest.” Trevor wheezed, getting slapped in the back of the head by Quinn, who took a finger to his lips, urging him to be silent.

The doors opened wide once again, this time revealing the bride and her mothers, and a tiny little girl behind them, carefully holding the fragile veil. Y/N's eyes met Jack's across the room and she mouthed hi, a crooked grin appearing on her face once he did the same thing.

He felt like his world had just stopped and some supernatural force had just stricken his chest, nearly knocking him over. His fiancée looked ethereal, once again, and he couldn’t look away even if he wanted to. Even if he should. After all, tradition commanded for the groom to stand with his back to the bride until she reached him, but to hell with that. He wasn’t willing to miss a thing.

Y/F/N started walking, making his daughter come down from the clouds and do the same, smiling at her guests from time to time, but never losing sight of the man she was willing to love for the rest of her life. Loud snoring, mismatched socks, terrible habit of spoiling their child included. She was all in. Forever.

Before she knew it, she was by his side, his father giving her a kiss on the cheek, giving Jack a firm handshake and sitting down next to his ex-wife. Y/N gave River the bouquet and turned to face the groom, standing still as he pulled her veil over her head and took her hand in his, his thumb stroking soothing circles on the back of her hand.

“I’m glad you decided to show up.” the Devils' player whispered, leaning into her.

“You made an offer I couldn’t turn down.” she whispered back, as the priest began his speech.

“And what was that, Marlon Brando’s Godfather?” he inquired, playfully.

“To be mine for the rest of our lives.”

“Funny, that was the reason why I showed up.”

“Soulmates, baby.” Y/N said, raising her fist for him to bump.

“Boom.”

Jack looked at her adoringly, laughing when she motioned her head towards the man in front of them, going on about love and the rite of passage into a life of harmony together. He couldn’t give a damn about what the man was saying. He already knew he was meant to love her, to cherish her, to lift her up when she was down, to give everything and expect nothing in return. A few years back, he had sat carefully listening to what the officiant had preached, absorbing every single thing he said while he thought of the woman standing at the altar with the grooms. It was then an there that he finally admitted to himself that his feelings towards here were undeniable and strong and that the leap he was taking was worth whatever terrible fall it could come with it. She was worth it all.

The bride couldn’t refrain from letting her mind travel back to that night, three years before, when he had kissed her for the very first time and told her he liked her. She had run away afraid of giving her all to another man who would take what he could and leave her with nothing. After years of nursing herself and back-to-back heartache, she had closed herself off to the possibility of what love could be. The lazy Sunday mornings in bed, the smile on her daughter’s face as he taught her how to ride a skateboard, the way he’d hold her tighter every time she winced during a scary movie. The smell of his hair in the morning, the sun shining down on his curls, making them look golden and cherub-like. Something as simple and mundane as making a bed felt like a scene straight out of a romcom when he was the one doing it with her. Their silence was filled with confessions of true love, their companionship making the foundation of their relationship stronger by the day. They didn’t seem to grow tired of the exhilarating feeling of being so completely, utterly, crazy and dumbly in love with each other. And that was all she could ask for.

“I know these two have a long history, but there is still a long road ahead of them. My advice, as a very old man, who was born in a different century, is: don’t let anyone tell you how to live out your love and your life. Especially not an old man from another century.” the priest declared, making everyone laugh. “Love and life are what you make of them. Every story is different, every path trekked by someone with a different perspective or outtake on everything.”

“That was beautiful…And you’re so right.” Alex sniffled, making the older man raise an eyebrow. “Sorry, carry on.”

“I feel like I’ve been talking for a long time and I’m very old, so I need a minute to rest my vocal chords.” he joked. “So why don’t you say your vows? Y/N, if you will…” the priest added, smiling kindly.

The bride turned her body to face her groom, both of her hands in his.

“So… I was thinking of a romantic way to start my vows off and I came to the conclusion that nothing says love like reciting a poem written in the nineteenth century in front of everyone we cherish.” she began, making Jack chuckle while trying to keep his emotions in check. “Here it goes…”

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

I love thee to the level of every day's

Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.

I love thee freely, as men strive for right.

I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use

In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,

Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death.

“I do, Rowdy. I love you. And as long as I am me and you are you, I will love you. I’d find you in any lifetime, or you would find me, and that brings me so much peace. Your love has brought the pieces of me that were scattered across the floor back together and all of the pieces fit, because it was you all along. I was the puzzle only you could assemble, and you did it so gracefully and lovingly… It still blows my mind that someone like you exists, with your perfect flaws, your annoyingly handsome face and your effortless way of loving everyone you come across. You make everything look easy, you make everything easier. There is no mountain too high for me to climb, or an ocean too wide for me to cross, because I know no matter what, you’ll be there to cheer me on. You always have. And don’t get me started on Joey, because River said he'd kick my ass – sorry Father – if I ruined my makeup, and I guarantee you I will sob if I go into how much you love the biggest present life has ever given me, so… I promise to look out for your dreams as if they were my own, to yell at you when you do something dangerous for fun and to love you regardless of how many collectible items you just have to have. When you almost died in my arms, my future flashed in front of my eyes, it was filled with images of you, of us, our family, and I thought I would die of heartbreak without you. I couldn’t fathom a future without you in it. I begged for you to fight, and you did. Thank you for coming back to me. You’re my destiny, Hughes. Always and forever.”

Y/N took a shaky breath, briefly letting go of her future husband’s hand in order to keep a tear from rolling down her cheek and reaching to dry Jack's. He had let his tears roam freely and she took it upon herself to be the one to wipe them away. Whenever he needed her to.

“Mess, that’s a tough one to follow… You really said let me floor this dude with my incredibly articulate, heartfelt and funny speech , hu?” the Devils' player teased.

“I tried my best.” she snorted, glossy eyes staring into his as she took his hands to her lips and kissed his knuckles.

“If you don’t kiss her, I will!” Nico yelled from the front row.

“There’ll be time for that, young man!” the priest intervened. “But it’s Jack's time to speak. Go on, son.”

He took a shaky breath, waiting for everyone’s laughter to die down before resuming his speech.

“Y/N Y/L/N. My dream girl. My partner in crime. My I will one hundred percent stay awake and watch The Godfather trilogy with you but then falls asleep partner. The one I’ve been waiting for my whole life. I can’t believe we got here. I mean, I can, we’re pretty awesome together, but if anyone told high school Jack he’d be here today he’d flip them off. I never thought I'd get a chance, not even in a million years. I always ended up single because it never felt right, and I didn't want to get hurt. But then you came back into my life, turned my world upside down and made me feel like falling in love and letting go of my fear wasn’t such a big deal after all. You made it feel natural. And I want to be a part of your wolf pack, raise our little wolf, and maybe five others together -“

“Five?” she gasped, tapping the skin under her eyes gently to get rid of the tears that had somehow escaped her eyes.

“It’s a wolf pack, Y/N.” the groom shrugged.

“Are you trying to convince me to have five more children?”

“I’m saying I’m not objecting to that idea.”

“I... We’ll discuss it later.” the bride chuckled, patting his chest condescendingly.

“You better, I’m starving.” Luke chirped from behind Trevor.

“Yeah, sorry, buddy.” the Devils' player apologized. “Where was I?”

“Raising our little wolf?” she quirked an eyebrow at him, smirking smugly.

“Right. What I meant is that you made me want it all, and you made me want it all with you. When something good happens to me, you’re the first person I want to tell it to. When I’m sad you rearrange my breakfast so it looks like a smiley face. When I sit on the couch it takes you about zero point five seconds to place your head on my lap and less than three minutes to fall asleep in that position. You sing when you’re doing laundry. You sing my favorite songs into my ear when we’re slow dancing in the living room. You scrunch up your nose when something looks yucky. Could I carry on living if we weren’t together? Probably. Do I want to live my life without you? Absolutely not. Because, at the end of the day, I chose you and you chose me. And we will continue to choose each other for a lifetime. Unless I really let myself go. In that case, I won’t resent you if you go and marry one of my brothers or something.”

“I’d still choose you, you dummy.” Y/N rolled her eyes. “Would you choose me?”

“In a heartbeat.” he smiled. “I guess I don’t have anything else to say other than I love you and I want to protect you and make you happy. Even when I’m a ghost.”

“No! We’re not bringing up ghosts right now. I swear to god, Jack!” Alex intervened, pointing his finger at him.

“Sorry. I won’t be around when Turc comes to visit.”

“Thank you, I appreciate it.” their friend said, motioning for them to carry on.

“So be my wife. Make me sing show-tunes with you. Take me to picnics. Hold my hand. Be an embarrassing parent with me. Make me match my socks. Until we’re old and grey and don’t remember the lyrics to any songs anymore.”

“I get to pick the show-tunes.” she sniffled, beaming up at him.

“Fine.” he returned her wide grin.

“Okay! Who’s got the rings?” the priest clapped, looking over to the wedding party.

Trevor quickly handed him the small jewelry items, one of which he proceeded to place on Y/N's hand.

“Y/N, please repeat after me: I, Y/N, promise to love and support you, Jack, and live each day with kindness, understanding, truth, humor, and passion. With this ring I thee wed.”

“I, Y/N, promise to love and support you, Jack, and live each day with kindness, understanding, truth, humor, and passion. With this ring I thee wed.” the doctor repeated, sliding the wedding band into her soon-to-be husband’s finger.

“Very well. Now, Jack...” the older man began, letting him take Y/N's wedding band from his hand. “I, Jack, promise to love and support you, Y/N, and live each day with kindness, understanding, truth, humor, and passion. With this ring I thee wed.”

“ I, Jack, promise to love and support you, Y/N, and live each day with kindness, understanding, truth, humor, and passion. With this ring I thee wed.” Jack said in a shaky voice, his emotions getting the best of him as he placed the ring on her dainty finger and looked up into her bright eyes.

“Beautiful, beautiful.” the priest conceded, holding his hands up in the air. “By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife.”

The pair looked over at the older man, their hands, waiting for him to give them his blessing.

“What?” he furrowed his eyebrows when met with their expectant gaze.

“They’re waiting for you to tell them they can kiss now.” Trevor explained.

“Oh. Right. I’m sorry.” Father Willis slapped his forehead, chuckling. “You may now kiss the bride.”

Y/N immediately threw her arms around his neck and he dipped her, their lips connecting into a gentle kiss.

Cheers erupted all around the church, everyone standing up to clap for the newlyweds. They slowly broke the kiss, bright smiles on their faces, and the bride rose her bouquet in the air.

Joey ran up to her parents, hugging their legs and letting herself be scooped up by Jack, who held her in his arms while the trio embraced each other.

“This is the best day ever!” she squeaked, kissing both of their cheeks.

“I think so too, bug .” Jack agreed, looking into his wife’s eyes.

“Okay, let’s go, lovebirds. Luke already threatened to eat a chunk of my leg if we don’t feed him.” Trevor interrupted, taking Joey from Jack and placing her on his shoulders.

“It’s barely three-thirty.” Y/N groaned, taking Jack's hand.

“He’s been fasting since last night.” her husband nearly whispered. “He says he doesn’t know when he’ll have the chance to eat this much delicious food for free again, so he wants to go all out.”

“I’m at loss for words. Truly.” she laughed, looking over at their friend.

“What do you say, Joey. Ready to party?” Trevor asked the little girl, fist bumping.

“Mommy says I can’t until I’m twenty-one.” she shrugged, making Y/N and Jack exchange amused looks.

“Well, one day you’ll learn how to efficiently lie to your mother.”

“Z!” the brunette man scolded him.

“Fine.” he grunted, turning his face to Joey. “We’ll get back to that. Let’s go find Cole.”

“How do we feel about not allowing Trevor to visit anymore?” Jack asked.

“I say we don’t give him our new address.” she smiled, adjusting his bow tie.

“Good plan, wife.”

“Thank you, husband.”

#jack hughes x reader #jack hughes #jack hughes blurb #hockey #hockey boys #team usa #alex turcotte #trevor zegras #cole caufield #luke hughes #jack hughes x you #jack hughes fanfiction #jack hughes x y/n #quinn hughes

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gassyloves · 1 year

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Best Bros

Collin and Jace are roommates in their first year at BLANK University. Collin is openly gay and studies theatre while Jace is your stereotypical straight dude. He’s 6′4″ with curly brown hair and brown eyes- very, very dreamy. He loves to workout and play sports with his friends, can get any girl (or guy for that matter) he wants, and just overall exudes charisma and confidence. The semester is only about two weeks in, but the two guys have bonded quite well. All it took was a fart.

Collin was cooking something to eat in their shared kitchenette when Jace came home.

“Smells good. What are you cooking?”

“Just some rice and beans. Want some?”

“If you have some left after you’ve had all you want, sure!”

“I’m making plenty, so please help yourself.”

“Awesome, man, thanks!”

Jace sets his bag down and plops face down on the living room couch.

“You okay?” Collin says with a laugh.

“Yeah it’s just been a long morning.”

“Well, it’s Friday! You can chill out all you want.”

“That’s true. Hmm.”

“What?”

“I just remembered I was gonna play basketball with the boys tonight, but I honestly don’t really want to.”

“Girl’s night!”

Jace laughs. “Hell yeah, man!”

“The rice and beans are done for whenever you want it!”

“Bet.”

They both grab a bowl and fill it with food and sit down. The two talk, eat, and watch tv when Collin says,

“Ah shit!”

“What?”

“I spilt on my pants. Ugh and all my laundry is in the wash.

It’s not that big of a deal. We’re inside and it’s just us.”

“I guess. I just feel gross haha”

“Want a pair of shorts or something?”

“Sure, actually. Thank you!”

Jace smiles and goes into his room and comes back with a pair of black basketball shorts. He hands them to Collin in a ceremonial manner, with a bow.

Collin laughs and takes the shorts.

“Thanks bae.”

Jace smooches at Collin. “No problem buddy.”

Collin doesn’t usually wear athletic clothing like that, but it’s a chance for him to feel like one of his “bros”, so he takes his dirty pants off and slides the shorts on. Once they’re done eating, they put their bowls in the sink and go to the couch to watch more tv. Jace leans over to Collin and asks,

“Wait wait dude... do you hear that?”

“Hear what?”

PPPPBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTT

A monstrous 8 second fart fires out of Jace’s basketball short cladded ass.

“Excuse me” he said with a grin.

“That was huge oh my God”

“Eh, it was alright.”

“I am afraid of you.”

“I’m harmless.” He gives a wink. “My brother on the other hand, his farts are fucking insane. He once sat on me and farted until I passed out.”

Collin laughs. “I can’t imagine you never fought back.”

“He’s a few years older than me so I never had the chance until I was like 16. But once I got strong enough to, you bet I pinned him down and gave him a taste of what he had been giving me my whole life. Also, sorry I didn’t warn you.”

“Warn me for what?”

BBBBBBBRRR

“That.”

Suddenly, Collin feels something in his stomach. He has never been much of a farter, but he felt one coming and wanted to bond with his new friend.

“That’s okay. Because I didn’t warn you about this.” BRRBRRRRTBBT.

“DUDE! I never thought I’d hear you fart.”

“I’m usually embarrassed by it so I only do it while I’m alone.”

“That was awesome though!”

“You’re too much.”

They go back to watching.

Collin feels something again. He turns to Jace and with a grin hikes his leg up.

BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. BRRRRPP

“Two in a row?”

BRP. “Three.”

Jace sees what’s happening. The friendly competition is about to begin.

Jace, without losing focus, leans with his ass towards Collin.

“Hey no aimin-”

PPPPPPRRRRBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRR

“Beat that. Wait wait wait-” BBBBBBBRBRBRBRBR BRBRBRBRBR RBBRBRBR BR

“And those.”

Collin tries to push. “Fuck, I don’t have any more.”

“Cool dude, I do.” GRGBBBBFFFBBBBBRRBRTRBTRBTRBTRpppppbbttBRAP

He then lets out an exaggerated sigh.

A few moments go by without any farts, and Collin thinks it’s his time to shine. Like Jace did before, he leans with his ass toward Jace. Without realizing though, Jace was doing the same. The two dudes let out an explosive fart at the exact same time.

BBBBBBRBRBRRBBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBR

BRBRBRBRBBBPPPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBRRRRRPPPPPPPPFFFFFGGBRBR

Collin’s fart lasted longer, but the guys were too amazed at the synchronicity of their gas to give it much attention.

“Dude!” Jace said as he and Collin high five.

“If only mine wasn’t longer and more powerful than yours, our souls would be like intertwined but with farts.”

“Okay showoff.” Jace says with a laugh and a punch to Collin’s arm.

“Why’d you wait so long to fart in front of me?”

“You waited to fart in front of me too, dude.”

“Well yeah because I’m self conscious. You fart loud and proud.”

“I didn’t want to gross you out before we became friends. “

They laugh.

But now that we are...

Jace turns his head to Collin and gives him a mischievous grin. He stands up in a squat and seemingly without any effort at all releases one of the biggest farts Collin has ever heard.

PPPPPPPPRRRRBRBRBRBRBBBBBBBBBAAAAABABABABPPPPERRRRRRGRBGRBGRBRGBRGBRGRBGRBGRBGRBGRBGRBRGBRGBRGBRGRBGRBRGBRG

“Holy fuck, dude. That even shocked me.”

“Yeah holy shit. Did you shit?”

“Psh. Nah bro, I’m all air.” He then swiftly pushes his ass towards Collin and lets out a cute little poot. Collin slaps Jace’s ass away and he laughs.

“Collin I have a favor to ask you.”

“What could it possibly be?”

Jace extends his pointer finger to Collin. “Pull this please.”

He does so and Jace releases another rancid fart.

“Is the contest still going on? You have a lot to catch up-”

BBUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP

Collin releases a huge, nasty sounding burp that ends in a cute grin.

“Oh we’re getting into another territory now. Watch this.”

Jace stands up and breathes in a big gulp of air. At the same time, he sucks in some more air through his ass, which is loud enough for Collin to hear.

“Wait, you can do this shit on command?”-

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAHBHBHBHBHBHBHBHBHBH

PPRRRRRBBBBBBTTBTBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRBBBBBBBB

He lets out a massive burp and fart at the same time.

“You win.”

“I know. But it was fun getting you out of your shell.” He smiles and rustles Collin’s hair. “I’m gonna go take a nap.”

“Okay!”

Jace lets something else out, although it’s not gas.

“Hey, um, would you want to take one with me?”

“Sure! but why”

“I’m in the mood to cuddle.”

Collin stares at Jace. “Sure, why not. But can it be in my room? Yours is kind of hot.”

“Whatever you want.”

“Cool cool cool. Oh, and don’t dutch oven me or I’ll bite your dick off.”

“Oh don’t worry. I absolutely will be doing that.”

Collin rolls his eyes and Jace laughs. As they get to the bedroom door, Jace walks into the back of Collin, who immediately takes the moment to rip a nasty sounding fart on Jace’s crotch.

“Dude, I’m so sorry it just slipped out.” Collin says as he opens his door.

“Oh, it’s really on now.”

Jace goes into Collin’s room and closes the door behind him, interested to see what comes of his friendship.

#farts #male farts #malefart #dude farts #gayfartfiction #burping #farting #fart stories #gassyguys

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nevraeldarya · 4 months

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If you get Isekai-ed in Twisted Wonderland what would you do ?

Well me personally it depends :

In the case where I still have the plot knowledge:

1- I'll pray that I have a System even the Original Game Mechanism will do, and knowing how Isekai in Games works, there is a 100% chance that a System will be there.

2- If I have a System, I'll make sure to learn basic physical skills, a powerful punch and kick should put the boys straight.

3- Resources, if Rook can use his bow and arrows then I too will learn how to use that thing to hunt my own food. Cause Crowley is a piece of shit, I mean have you seen how he threatened us with taking food during chapter 3 ??? Sure he didn't say it out loud but hinted at it.

4- Knowing my dumbass I would be dead back in the real world so searching for a way to get citizenship is a MUST do.

5- The magic hammer, I shall get my hand on that thing.

6- Money ? The System covers that with Missions.

7- Relationships, uuuh what can I say ? The Dwarf Mines thing will never happen with me there I would let the trio deal with that shit alone, I am not the "Oh I should make sure the plot progress as it should" kind of person, bitch fuck that shit ! I want to live and I am clumsy as fuck, besides with how annoying Grim is I would have beaten some respect in him, that's why I would hope that Yuu is there to deal with that part, I am realistic not an idiot thank you.

Also being friends with Ace is a huge no for me, cause let's be fr for a moment and lets push our love for him to the side, are you telling me you're gonna become friends with the person who mocked you the first time they spoke to you ? The answer is no, of course not.

Not to mention at the rate that I am in, Idia has a better chance of getting friends more than me. (<_<)

8- I will NEVER make a contract with Azul, keep that golden trap away from me, so if Yuu isn't there to deal with it, I will never sign that shit to save anyones ass, you caused yourself that problem now swim in it.

Another Note : With Yuu being there it means we get kicked out from Ramshackle because they are stupid, and I am a vengeful person, I will make it so hard for them to finish that contact which means, one way or another I'll get that picture before them hide it, then sneak in Azul's vault take the Idiot Duos contract and keep it (not Deuce I love Deuce) and never let them get away. (Yes I am horrible)

9- When I get my shit together move away from Sage Island and live in peace. But that will take a long time. And if I have to suffer so does everyone.

Now In case I don't have a system but still know how the plot goes :

1- Get the magic hammer

2- See if Glyphs work (Owl House Fan) if they do good ! If they don't shit

3- Same as above, learn how to use a bow and hunt for my own food.

4- Follow the idiots to the Dwarf Mines and get the blot stone before Grim eats it and make sure HE DOES NOT EAT IT ! Then innocently walk up to Ortho who will scan me, ask for the blot rock for research I innocently ask why, he explains takes me to Idia who explains more and I ask something in exchange for it, I will explain to him that I am from another world, can't return and need citizenship, he will accept because hey ! Blot rocks are good for research !

5- Go around for a job, see if Sam can hire me if he can't... well Azul it is but I am bringing Ortho with me to help me get a good deal so I won’t get scammed.

6- If the Glyphs do work then I'll be praying for a Palisman, I guess ask the fairies if they have a tree seed that looks like a blue snail carapace ? If they do have it good, if they don't have it, well there goes another dream in the air.

7- Publish "Villain/Villainess Trope" cause Twisted Wonderland most likely doesn't have that, I will ask Ortho to help me by giving me tips on how to make it popular quickly.

8- Learn how to use potion in the case where Glyphs don't work, I mean have you seen what Yzma does with those things ??

9- Eeeh try to live a good life while I can.

In case I don't know anything :

1- Try my best

2- Die at the Dwarf Mines...... yeah.

#twisted wonderland #Ideas #what ifs #isekai #fanfic tropes #disney twisted wonderland #twst #fiction #writing

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sheasshovel · 5 months

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HEAR ME OUT

Scar as Apollo and Gem as Artemis…

Starting with Gem;

-HER ANTLERS!! Deer are sacred animals to Artemis and she is also the goddess of the moon and thats so shiny duo crumbs (pearl as the moon).

-Pearl could also work as a follower of Artemis though because of her disastrous double life relationship with Scott. Followers of Artemis swore off love and lived a life of chaste, which aligns well with Pearl having forgiven Scott after she won but never having the same relationship with him that she had in Last Life.

-Artemis herself also swore off love of any kind.. and guess who wasn’t there for Double life for a soul bound?

-Her only Allies in sl, besides the moon herself, were Scott and Impulse. Both of which could work as devout followers of Artemis because of their rejection of their own respective soulmates. Scott acknowledges his past lovers as his exes and never (to my knowledge) expresses wanting to get back with them. Impulse, too, never hesitated to attack the mounders even if they had Bdubs on their side. Impulse and Bdubs had a great relationship in Double Life but I like to think that, for this theory to work, they’ve just decided to keep that relationship in Dl.

-Besides the moon, Artemis is also a symbol of the hunt which is exactly what she did in sl sessions 7-8; hunt people down with the aid of the moon. Imagine moonlight illuminating her path as she stalks her prey….

Scars turn;

-Now, Apollo isn’t the god of the Sun (that would be Helios… or Grian in this case) but rather of sunlight, but the sun is still a huge symbol of him. Not to go all desert duo on you but the crumbs are there. Scar also covers himself in sunflowers in sl, a flower known to always be facing the sun, basking in its light. It’s worth mentioning that Scar was only close to winning when he and the Sun were inseparable in 3rd life, and he actually won when he was faced with the symbol of the moon and the moon herself.

-This is more silly but Apollo is highly connected with musical arts (specifically the lyre) and could you imagine if that scene where Grian and Scar were singing together wasn’t just Scar being oblivious but instead Apollo using any chance he can get to showcase his musical talent to the Sun?

-Apollo’s gift of Prophecy… Scar “we all die in the end” would be more prophetic if we all collectively gaslight ourselves into believing that he died after hitting succeed on his task. But in these death games, everyone knows by now how it ends. I think Scar acknowledging this is somehow foreshadowing how he wins though; by murdering everyone who stands in his way, not accepting sacrifices and turning on his temporary allies the second its clear that it would benefit him. When he said everyone would die he truly meant EVERYONE would die, and a majority will die to him or his twin (Artemis).

-Apollo and Artemis are both known for using Archery, but Scar is literally Hotguy come on now. His last kill was an arrow to Pearl that knocked her off of a cliff, an ARROW at the MOON. Scar is an incredibly skilled bow user and I would include this in Gem’s part too but I’m pretty sure she’s gotten more kills on sl by sword.

-Lastly, the Muses. Apollo, being the god of arts and music, was the choir leader of the 9 muses on Olympus. Now, Scar was never friends with more than 2 people at a time in the life series but lets look at his kills instead. In session 9 alone, he got 6 Permakills and 2 assists (Big B and Skizz) which brings us up to 8. Not enough but he lasted for 9 sessions, which is pretty cool if you interpret every session as a muse. Each session’s task being a huge influence on how Scar acts, even if he fails the task.

I think the 9 muses, Gem’s preferred weapon, and Apollo’s connection to medicine and Scar’s lack thereof are the weakest parts of this delusional rant but I still love the idea of the final battle in sl featuring the moon rejecting Artemis and a battle between the Twins. Apollo winning only after destroying the moon herself, who lost her will to win after the events of Dl. Apollo having once been allied with the Sun, and the Moon once having her win handed to her by her soulmate. Anyways Shinyduo Desertduo and Scar/Pearl narrative foils real and true.

#gtws #secret life #rant #goodtimeswithscar #geminitay #geminislay #grian #pearlescentmoon #life series #life smp #this came to me in a vision #desert duo #shiny duo #what are Pearl and Scars duo called help #sunflower duo #character analysis #does this count as a character analysis or a #or a drunken rambling

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spicy-picklez · 1 year

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Walk of Shame (NSFW)

Includes:

Degradation, overstimulation, praise kink, orgasm control, teacher/student, choking, aftercare.

Characters:

Larissa Weems x female student.

Shorthand:

Y/N: Your Name

Y/L/N: Your Last Name

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The walk of shame to Principal Weems’ room after being caught never gets easier. Enid let out a little whimper to my left and Wednesday kept her face expressionless, as usual, on my right. Coach Vlad lead the way, a couple steps ahead of us.

The corridors were silent apart from the four sets of footsteps walking down them. Turning left, Vlad takes a few more steps before knocking on the familiar door belonging to Principal Weems.

“Come in.” Her sweet English accent sounds from the other-side of the door.

Coach opens the door and steps inside. “Ah Vlad… to what do I owe the pleasure?”

Letting out an unamused sigh and slightly bowing his head, he takes a step to the side, revealing us to her. Principal Weems eyes glanced over us before catching eye contact with me. I can’t help myself, a smirk breaks across my face as I give her a wink.

For a split second, her eyes widen, red appearing over her cheeks, no doubt remembering the last time I was in trouble… precisely 8 hours and 24 minutes earlier. She clears her throat and regains her composure.

“Principal Weems, these three, led by Y/N, broke into Sheriff Galpin’s backyard to vandalise his chickens.”

“I’m sorry, what on earth do you mean, vandalise his chickens?” Larissa says, straightening up and putting her hands on her desk, holding her weight evenly between them.

“I may or may not have glued googly-eyes over their eyes.” I piped up as Wednesday smirks, another worried whimper coming from Enid. An amused smile creeps across Larissa’s face for a second.

“And why on Earth did you decide to do that?” She scoffs, shaking her head. Grabbing my phone from my back pocket, I happily show her a side by side image of Tyler’s Hyde form with the chicken with googly eyes. “See any resemblance?” I laugh.

“Miss Y/L/N. Enough.” Coach Vlad pipes in.

“While I do find the unique creativity inspiring, you broke onto the Sheriff’s property. There is going to be consequences. For all of you. While Sheriff Galpin is not pressing charges for the sake of keeping the peace, he does expect you to be at his house at 8.30am this Saturday. Do not be late.”

“Excuse me? Principal Weems? But what exactly will we be doing?” Enid timidly pipes up.

“That is on a need to know basis. You, as of now, don’t need to know. Now, Coach Vlad, please escort Wednesday and Enid back to their dorms. As Y/N has already been in trouble today and clearly has not learned, I’d like to speak with her privately.” Larissa says, standing up and walking around her desk.

“Of course.” Turning around, Coach Vlad guides Wednesday and Enid out of the room. Once the door shuts, she gestures at the couch, motioning for me to sit. I hear the door lock and her heels click as she walks on the smooth wooden floor. Her walk slow, her hips swaying as she moves.

“God you’re beautiful.” I whisper as she gets closer, my stomach twisting and heat rising from below. Her shirt, a simple light green button up tucked into her skirt, perfectly accentuates her breasts and I can’t help but stare.

“My eyes are up here, Miss Y/L/N.”

Leaning back on the couch, I let my knees fall to the outside, trying to ease the unbearable heat rising from my core.

“Oh I’m more than aware my love, but I wasn’t looking at your eyes.” I say softly, a smirk on my face, slowly raising my eyes to meet hers. She seems taken aback by my comment but quickly regains her composure.

“Mmm then I guess you wont mind if I do this.” She says, raising her hands to her shirt, slowly unbuttoning it. A desperate groan escapes my lips as her shirt slips off of her shoulders, revealing her soft skin and my favourite bra of hers. The smooth black lace cups her breasts perfectly and my mouth starts to water. Seeing her so perfect and confident like this, I can feel my juices dripping down my legs. Goddamn.

I go to stand up, putting my hands on her hips but her fingers on my shoulder stop me. She pushes me down onto the couch and crawls over top of me. “No touching.” She says, slowly standing back up, swaying her hips around so she’s facing with her back to me. Her hands run from her thighs to her breasts and back down to her skirt which she slowly pulls down, revealing the matching black lace panties. “Fuck Larissa.” I moan, trying to readjust my jeans. This is unbearable. I’m usually the dominant one, and while it’s so fucking hot how she’s taking control and doing what she wants, I can’t stand not being able to touch what is mine.

“Mi corazón, sit down now.” I rise from my seat, making her turn around. She tries to get me back in my seat but I simply grab her wrist and hold it behind her back, twisting her around again and pulling her weight back onto my chest with my right hand around her neck. “Lets not forget who you belong to my love.” I whisper, switching between gently trailing kisses down her neck and running my teeth along her earlobe, small whimpers escaping her.

“You my love. Only you.” She moans as my hand lets go of her wrist behind her back and slowly makes its way down her body, my mouth still teasing her neck and ear. “My perfect little slut. Now, I do believe I said sit.” I say, releasing her throat and using my pelvis to push into her ass, forcing her to walk forward towards the couch and take a seat. She slowly sits down, spreading her legs wide. Fuck, she looks so gorgeous. Wearing nothing but her lingerie and pure unbridled lust and love. I wish I could screenshot this memory. “Good girl, my gorgeous.” I say, lowering to my knees.

Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I pull her so her ass in on the edge of the couch. The soaked patch on her panties was impossible to miss and I can feel more juices escape me, knowing she gets so worked up over me as I do her. I slowly trail a finger up and down her covered pussy, circling her clit gently every time I pass it. She bucks her hips immediately letting out a moan, desperately trying to get more pressure. A small chuckle escapes me. I lay a kiss on her covered clit before rising from my knees.

I kiss up her body, spending extra time at her lower abdomen knowing how riled up it gets her. Heavy breaths escape her as she quietly moans my name. “Fuck… Y/N.” My hands play with her breasts, i gently pull and twist her nipples, earning another breathless moan. “Thats my good little slut. I want to hear you.” I lean forward, focusing my attention on her neck. Gently grasping a bit of her neck in between my teeth, I swirl my tongue around, helping soften and break the skin as I start sucking. A hickey very quickly forms and her moans fill the air. Giving it a kiss, I raise my lips to her ear. “I’m hungry and I know exactly what I want. Your gorgeous little pussy that radiating heat against my leg. I’m not going to stop until you’re a desperate mess beneath me. Got it, mi corazón?”

She moans and squirms underneath me as I place my knee fully against her soaked cunt, fully embracing the heat on my body. All she can manage to reply is a whimper and a nod of her head. “Fuck, you’re already a gorgeous mess for me my darling.”

“Whats your safe words my love?” I ask as I trail myself back down in between her legs, lifting them onto my shoulders. I gently hook my finger under the waistband of her panties. “Red is stop, yellow is slow down, green is go. Non verbal is opening and closing my fists.” She says, the answer imprinted in her brain as I made sure she knew exactly what they are and when to use them many months ago.

Accepting that answer, I rip her panties down and softly place my tongue on her slit. As soon as I tasted her, all hopes of going torturously slow to tease her went out the window. I immediately focus on her clit and the sounds of her beautiful moans fill the room, making my core drip. Flicking my tongue up and down over her clit, I pick up the speed. To which she responds by bucking her hips towards me and grabbing my hair with her hands. “Oh fuck Y/N…” She was already so close, I slip two fingers inside of her and immediately she crashes over the edge. Her legs shaking intensely and her back arching. I don’t stop, I would gladly spend an eternity between her legs. I wasn’t kidding when I said I was hungry, she was going to be a gorgeous mess by the time I finished with her and my core burned with anticipation at the thought.

Her moans get louder as I grab her clit between my lips and gently suck. Her hands pulling my hair, trying to get my head away, overwhelmed with pleasure. Taking my fingers out of her, I gently use my thumb to stimulate her clit long enough to say, “Mi corazón, you’re barely at your second orgasm and already an overstimulated mess beneath me. I will have what I want and right now, all I want is to eat you out until you dont remember anything except my name.” Removing my finger from her clit, I replace it with my tongue as she moans and bucks her hips, grinding against my tongue. A smile escapes me, “such a good girl, my gorgeous slut.” I say, sucking on her clit. Her hips grinding desperately against my tongue. I love it. I love the desperation, so needy for my touch that she can’t help herself.

My fingers slide back inside her and I curl them upwards. I immediately find her sweet spot and her shaking legs squeeze against my head, my right hand under her legs and over her stomach, holding her in place as she rewards me with an orgasm. A loud string of profanities and desperate moans escapes her as I keep hitting her G-spot. Flicking my tongue once more, she releases herself over me again. A sensitive moan comes from her as I continue my work. I know for a fact I’ve soaked through my jeans. Larissa will always make sure of it.

My fingers slide out from her and I reach them up to her, still gladly enjoying her pussy. She slowly takes each finger into her mouth, swirling her tongue around them, tasting every last drop of herself off my fingers. I let out a content moan as I slowly lower my hand into my pants. My finger flicks my clit and I reenact every move I’m making with my tongue on Larissa with my fingers. Moaning against her clit, I can feel her tense, preparing for another orgasm. “Hold it.” I growl, bringing her clit into my mouth and sucking on it. “P… please…” Larissa begs, thrusting her hips towards me.

“You cum when I tell you to.” I say, in between tongue flicks. I slide my fingers inside me, using my palm to stimulate my clit. Moans escape me as I feel her clit vibrate with pleasure in my mouth. “Shit Y/N… p… please.” She squirms beneath me.

“Cum for me, mi corazón.” I say, using my nose to stimulate her clit as I dive my tongue inside her and she goes tumbling over the edge as I reach my own orgasm. I moan against her as my body contracts, pleasure coursing through me. “Fuck Larissa…” I moan, leaving a gentle kiss on her lower abdomen.

Standing up, I grab her hands and pull her up into me, wrapping my arms around her waist and holding her shaking legs up. Laying a kiss on her forehead, I wipe her sweat-covered hair out of her eyes. “You were so amazing my love, lets go get you cleaned up.” I whisper in her ear as she feebly nods against me, I guide her to the bathroom and run a bath for her. Slipping my legs on either side of her, I sit behind her as she leans back against my chest, the warm water flowing over us. Grabbing the soap, I gently lather her in it. Laying gentle kisses all over her as she leans her head back against me, totally spent. “Are you ok mi corazón? Did you want anything? A snack? Water? Cuddles?” I whisper, gently massaging the soap on her shoulders.

“I’m ok, my love. I just want cuddles, can you stay the night?” She sighs, exhausted but content, as I wrap my arms around her. “Of course my darling. Anything you need. Now lets get this soap washed off and get you into bed.” I say, kissing her neck.

#larissa weems #larissa x reader #wlw smut #smut #principal weems #teacher #teacher student

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butterflydm · 9 months

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wot deeper dive 2x1: a taste of solitude

Today is all about 2x1 for me! I am going to go scene by scene, talk up some thoughts about where we're starting with all our lovely characters in this first episode of season 2.

This specific post I am going to avoid any spoilers from the books! I will be doing another post later today that includes those spoilers and related thoughts.

Our first scene is the meeting that Our Friend From the Eye is having with his buddies, which I've talked about before since it was one of the released teasers but I really do love how it sets up some themes that I'm sure we'll follow over the course of the season -- what is evil? How can you tell if something or someone is evil? I really get the vibe that we're going to do a deep interrogation of Why People Become Darkfriends and I am here for it. I love him setting up his own philosophical view on the world here.

What the Man is arguing here is essentially that the Trollocs (and, by extension, the Shadow) aren't immoral but are amoral instead. "Hungry" rather than "malicious".

2. I do mourn the loss of our lovely little title sequence. I guess they wanted to squeeze every last possible second that they could for content!

3. I love the sort of bait-and-switch here where Moiraine is working her ass off... in order to fill a bath for herself. But this whole sequence is so touching and heartbreaking. When she tries to heat the water but fails to reach the Source. Heartbreaking! And when she's all alone, you can really see how she's despairing over her situation and her helplessness. She can't hold in her tears when she's alone.

4. And Lan is feeling his own sense of despair here. Equally heartbreaking. Going from a feeling so deeply connected to someone to them just being gone, and not as a temporary thing but, as far as you know, a forever thing.

5. Verin and Adeleas (and Tomas) are a fun set of characters. I just found their entire setup very charming and I enjoyed everything with them. Poor Adeleas is so thirsty though, lol.

6. It really is hard to see Moiraine staying at such an emotional distance from Lan! She didn't even look at him.

7. Egwene's Journey Through The White Tower did a good job setting the new expectations for her current situation and her role here as a novice -- cleaning the Amrylin's room, enjoying the view, the little bow she gives Leane, trying not to watch Alanna having fun with Maksim and Ihvon, passing by the Warder sparring area, and ending in the kitchens. We learn here that the Amrylin is off traveling. Hmm. I wonder where she went (I mean, it's likely an excuse to not have the actress for this set of episode -- I'm guessing we'll only get Sophie for one episode, maybe two, for this season).

8. Nynaeve telling Egwene to stop smiling over doing her chores, lol. I don't think we get a 'time-stamp' yet in this part -- I think it's Perrin who first lets us know how long it's been since they parted at Fal Dara. I'm guessing that they didn't leave Fal Dara right away and needed to take time to recover before heading to Tar Valon -- I even wonder if maybe Perrin & co actually traveled with Nynaeve and Egwene to Tar Valon as an escort? Because they all celebrate Bel Tine later in this episode, so it's been one year since 1x1, but Perrin notes that he's been hunting the Horn with the boys for "five months". This would also mean that Loial could have gotten some Aes Sedai healing at the Tower. I don't think that the show will go back and address it because we are barreling forward but... things that make me go 'hmm'.

9. Nynaeve is SO ANNOYED and feels so bait-and-switched by Siuan's promises, lol. "I have enough character". Amazing, perfect, no notes.

10. I love so much how Alanna's lesson is folded into the chores! She's teaching them but also showing them useful things (purifying water is a VERY useful skill!) while also giving them an incentive to get better as quickly as possible lol. Alanna as the Charming Green is such an interesting contrast to Liandrin the Bitter Red, especially since they're both getting explored as full, rich characters.

11. Egwene takes lessons wherever she can find them -- here, we see her avoiding using her hands because she doesn't want to be helpless if someone ties her hands up again, like Valda did. Ah, we do get the "five months" timestamp here too -- five months "in this Tower", so that's not including the travel time it took to get there. That matches what Perrin is saying, so I feel like there is an implication there that Perrin & co escorted Egwene & Nynaeve to the Tower. Five months is a long time for Nynaeve to have completely failed to channel again despite being surrounded by teachers, so I understand why she's so frustrated.

12. Nynaeve drinking the glass of filthy water is just so disgusting but also perfect. And Alanna just going ??? what is wrong with that girl???

13. So... holy shit, a novice died under Liandrin's teachings. Wild that she was given permission to 'talk' to Nynaeve. I'm with Alanna on that, 100%. Liandrin should not have been allowed anywhere near Nynaeve.

14. Liandrin gives us some world updates: Hunt for the Horn declared in Illian; Trollocs raiding Arafel; and a new false Dragon is Saldaea. Thank you for the world info update, Liandrin! I appreciate it!

15. Perrin writing letters to his friends really gets to me. It makes me very emotional. I love that sense of connection getting to still be present. And Perrin has been writing them regular letters!! And Perrin is also writing letters home and asking if Mat has found his way back!!

16. Oh, hello, Mysterious Golden-eyed Tracker. Nice to meet you, Elyas.

And the way they're doing everything with Perrin is interesting. I feel like given the audience something to experience is important, rather than it being Perrin narrating what he sees/smells, especially since he hasn't talked about any of what he's been going through with anyone on-screen, really.

17. Padan Fain killing a young woman and helping slaughter an entire caravan of people who follow the path of non-violence. What was that about not being able to tell if someone's actions are evil or not, Man from The Eye of the World?

18. One of the children escaped, and one of the Tuatha'an dogs killed one of the Darkfriend soldiers protecting the young girl's escape but died protecting her.

19. Moiraine is very successfully sneaky here with Doman, making him believe she's after one thing but getting him to haggle down on the thing that she's truly interested in. And I think she realizes that Doman has something real because of his mention that he's being followed and then the whole, you know, "Old Tongue written in blood" thing. She plays him good. But then when she realizes how much danger he might be in, she gives him another ten marks to help him out.

Lan's thoughts on the bond are very poetic. I love him getting to talk these things over with another Warder. And Lan is very aware that Moiraine is trying to push him away and is determined not to let her freeze him out, but it's hard!

20. Nynaeve finding so much more comradery with the Warders than with the Aes Sedai (but then also that moment when she insults Alanna and they make it clear that she's gone too far). We also get a bit of a look into the Alanna-Maksim-Ihvon poly dynamics. Nynaeve does try to reach out to Egwene but Egwene is never in her room!

21. It is so funny that Alanna thought that Egwene came to her for advice on poly relationships. Egwene trying to mirror Alanna with how she leans against the cushions: also hilarious. (who does Alanna think that Egwene is having sex with, I gotta wonder, lol) Poor Egwene. Once Alanna realizes what Egwene is actually asking, though, she gives her some solid advice.

22. Nynaeve practicing Alanna's lesson on her own because she DOES want to learn but she doesn't want to fail in front of other people. And Liandrin's entire scene with her was so well done but also: wow, yikes ouch. Nynaeve's reaction to being shielded by Liandrin (getting teary; looking at her hands afterwards) reminds me of Moiraine's reaction to what happened to her at the Eye. Liandrin is also really good at getting under people's skins. Hearing the official Red policy on Warders is really a sad way to look at things, but does explain a lot (but she's also trying to get Nynaeve to react). "You saw that weave only once but you were able to copy it" - Nynaeve's a quick learner, when she can touch the Power. Such an intense scene!

23. Really liked the funeral scene. Elyas buries the brave dog who protected the little girl. Ingtar and Perrin talk about Darkfriends and revenge and grace. "All men deserve a proper burial". Perrin talking about being worried that the rage will overwhelm him (which is directly what led to him accidentally killing his wife in the premiere). "Anger won't bring my men back." But Perrin can't stop thinking about how open and warm his people were to Fain, and then Fain betrayed them all (with a smile!).

24. Lan telling Moiraine not to smile at him while they're in a terrible situation like this, and she's pushing him away. Getting two flashbacks from that -- a. Nynaeve telling Egwene not to smile about doing her chores earlier in this episode and b. Siuan telling Moiraine not to smile back in episode 1x6. This does hurt and I think it hurts Lan that he knows what she's doing, trying to drive him away, and it's still working anyway because he doesn't feel that intimate connection that they've shared for the last twenty years.

25. Us getting that lovely moment of Perrin writing the letter, and Egwene and Nynaeve receiving it, and Rand all on his own, thinking of his friends, and then poor Mat, getting tormented by Liandrin by her only reading part of the letter, making him believe that his friends don't care about him anymore. The way Egwene and Nynaeve are able to connect for a moment, and how all five of them are thinking about each other on Bel Tine (which tells us that it's officially been a year since 1x1). Perrin is a wonderful correspondent, with a very nice way with words.

26. "A dozen letters now, and not a single mention of Mat Cauthon." Liandrin is very very good at knife-twisting. Also, Perrin has sent them a dozen letters in only five months. He is a very faithful correspondent. Ugh, I was immediately gutted by the look on Mat's face. And this is confirmation that Mat has heard that Rand is dead (and from Liandrin, probably the worst person to hear it from!). Ah, we have a "six months" timestamp from Mat here, so it took Egwene & Nynaeve roughly a month or so to get to Tar Valon from Fal Dara, since they've been in the Tower for five months. Ugh, Liandrin has been picking and picking at him for six months. My poor darling. And I bet he's especially emotional over it right now because it's Bel Tine.

27. Mat can't afford a lantern this year either, and he doesn't have any other ways of getting one. Perrin almost says goodbye to Laila here but can't quite do it (that's how I'm interpreting the moment with the ring), which means that this lantern is only for Rand. And Nynaeve and Egwene also put out a lantern for Rand, to say goodbye. Then we see Rand with a lantern, all by himself in a city. We only get this one glimpse of Rand in the whole episode but it's still very emotional.

28. Love the reveal that Mat is secretly trying to work on an escape plan. Great moment to end his little scene here on.

29. Also love Lan getting some Warder therapy from Adeleas, Verin, and Tomas. Also, lol, Adeleas just wants to eat her meal. I love Verin and Adeleas's relationship. This is such a good scene.

30. Apologies to my dearest Moiraine & Lan, but I never have much to say about fight scenes. That scene sure did... fight. Good fighting in that scene. Their hands touching at the end got to me though. I liked getting to see Verin channel Tomas's sword to be on fire. That was pretty cool.

#butterfly watches wot #wot #wheel of time #wot on prime #wot show spoilers #wot prime spoilers #wot 2x1 spoilers #wot s2 spoilers #wheel of time s2 spoilers

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sometipsygnostalgic · 2 years

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the lie of childhood

Glimmer: Honestly I feel like all I wanted to do was grow up but now I'm an adult I just wish I knew what I had when I was a kid.

Adora: Yeah!! Like, it was way easier back then. It's all cool being an adult now but I kinda miss when we used to bunk together and only be in training, you didn't have to think about much! Right Catra?

Catra: HELL no. Absolutely not.

Adora: Whaaaaat?

Catra: I fucking HATED being a kid. You know what it's like to have an evil witch and sixteen Fright Zone officers counting the seconds every time you needed a toilet break?

Adora: Okay yeah but we used to race each other--

Catra: Adora, do you remember when Shadow Weaver used to electrocute me and say it was your fault?

Adora: Alright fine maybe you're right.

Catra: Anyway when you're an ADULT sure everything is terrifyingly stressful and sometimes you want to die--

Glimmer: Whoah HOLD ON a second there---

Catra: But at least you are living on YOUR OWN terms.

Scorpia: Hard agree! *flexes muscles* Yknow, way less people want to mess with me now that I'm big!

Adora: Scorpia didn't YOU miss goofing off in a squad as a kid--

Scorpia: Adora I don't think your experiences were universal

Bow: I love being an adult too! I get to join the rebellion and make my own friends and not have to worry about what anyone else thinks!

Glimmer: Bow you worry about that anyway

Bow: Shhh

Mermista: Childhood is a lie anyway. You know what it's like to deal with deadbeat parents when you have to clean up their mess? It sucks.

Bow: Childhood isn't so bad >:/ it just depends on how your parents are i guess

Entrapta, looking up from her repairs: Wait, what's childhood????

Adora and Glimmer: ???????

Bow: What? Didn't you have any parents?

Entrapta: they existed at some point probably before I was 8?

Bow: D:

Mermista: that's just about the saddest thing I ever heard get said

Catra: WHAT THE HELL? Speak for yourself!!! Entrapta, did you ever have a curfew? Did you have to go to school? Did you have to clean the toilets or hoard ration bars so the other kids wouldn't steal them???

Entrapta: oh no i made robots for all that stuff! sometimes i fell asleep while working! it was fun

Catra: SEE?? WTF??? HOW DOES SHE CONTINUE TO BE THE LUCKIEST PERSON ON THE PLANET--

Glimmer: I was TRYING to say something REALLY INSIGHTFUL AND PERSONAL and now you're GLORIFYING ORPHANS---

Catra: ID KILL MY OWN PARENTS IF IT MEANT I HAD NO CURFEW

Frosta in the corner: yeah im not getting involved in that

Micah: *pats her on the head*

#she ra #glimmer #entrapta #catra #mermista #adora #my edits #bow #scorpia #micah #frosta #i dont know what this is but here it is #couldve easily been a comic but i dont have the drawing power to illustrate the whole convo

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 1 year

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Ducky anon is back! I'd like some Specimen 8 (Deer Lord) and Unknown Specimen 4 (Tirsiak) with a pacifist animal lover Reader that just befriended Violent Deer and Ghost Animals. I guess they just like being around animals

-duck🦆 anon

Specimen 8 (Deer Lord)

He senses a visitor in his domain and waits for the right moment to catch them by surprise.

He assumed it was just another hunter trying to make minced meat of the deer.

Little did they know..he'll swiftly claim their soul and leave their flesh behind to sustain his children's appetite.

However, when Deer Lord sees you in one of the "outdoor" rooms, he doesn't sense a single ounce of hatred or violence in your heart as he observes you interacting with the deer.

Despite being violent creatures, they're somehow calm as they allowed you to pet them, lightly brushing their fur with your fingers.

One even trusted you enough to lead you to some leafy foliage, where his mate, a sweet doe, has recently fostered a fawn. Even its sharp teeth were nearly fully grown.

You just coo in happiness, but the sound of Deer Lord's voice made your blood run cold.

"Are you pure of heart, child?"

Seeing this tall deer-skull monster shrouded in darkness has you terrified, but you calmed yourself down and nervously smiled up at him.

"Y-Yes, erm..my lord.." You weren't sure if that's the proper way to address him, considering all you've ever been doing was running from specimen. You never actually stopped to talk to one.

But clearly, this one had some morals left and didn't mindlessly kill like all the others.

"They lashed out at you." He pointed out the small bite marks on your hand. "Why didn't you retaliate?"

"Well..I can't blame them. You guys are probably used to seeing violent people," you tell him. "But all your children needed was a little compassion, right?"

True to your words, another deer calmly walked up beside you, sniffing your hand for nonhuman food.

It's safe to say you earned Deer Lord's respect, as he allowed you to rest in one of the cabin rooms for some time, calling a truce.

You wonder if Spooky's gonna get mad at him for this, but he assures you he doesn't answer to her for the most part...only someone named "Bayagototh".

Unknown Specimen 4 (Tirsiak)

Ruthless as she is, Tirsiak was also curious about you, watching you closely upon your arrival into her snowy forest domain.

Although she gave chase almost immediately, she stopped when you encountered your first shadow wolf blocking your path.

She wondered what you'll do...but is certain you'll strike it down with that sword/axe of yours and move along.

That's okay, though.

Soon enough you'll be brutally maimed out in the snow, just as you have maimed her precious creatures.

Yet you lower your weapon and instead..

Pet the wolf? Or at least attempt to as your hand phases right through its ear.

Yet it reacted as though you did, indeed, pet its fur, wagging its tail.

Tirsiak didn't know what to think, at first. She's never known a human who acted kind towards animals...only those who slaughtered them with blades, arrows, guns, etc.

So your strange actions have her too intrigued to kill you at the moment.

"You there. Why are you doing that....thing?"

"...uh..petting an animal..?" You look at her confused.

Honestly it's hard for you to take her seriously when she's cute and confused af about what you're doing. It makes you forget she's a dangerous specimen.

You explain the concept of petting animals to her, showing that her companions do love the affection and proving that you're not gonna harm any of them.

After giving it some thought, she floats to the ground and...asks for pets herself, bowing her head slightly.

Rather awkwardly, you pet her wolf ears, but you grin upon seeing her tail wagging, too.

"Aww that's adorable-"

"Call me "adorable" again and it'll be the last thing you'll ever say." She snarls.

'Jeez, guess someone's been around Spooky for too long..'

#clanask #duck anon #spooky's house of jumpscares x reader #spooky's jumpscare mansion x reader #specimen 8 #unknown specimen 4 #sjm tirsiak #tirsiak #headcanons #platonic

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The Royal Romance Chapter 8 Part 3

Hana sighs as she sets down her coco “I can’t believe the things Olivia says sometimes poor Drake”

Maxwells nods “Yeah he usually doesn’t let Olivia get under his skin like that”

“Well I hope he’s alright I saw him go outside but it’s not a good idea to be out there right now I heard there’s a storm brewing tonight what can he be thinking”

MC looks outside and sees the sky getting dark and the clouds moving He shouldn’t be out there I’m gonna go get him before he freezes to death she stands “There’s only one way to find out”

Hana looks at her shocked “You mean you’re thinking of following him?”

MC heads towards the door “He shouldn’t be out there alone besides I’m not gonna sleep well if he dies of hypothermia and I didn’t stop him” MC grabs her boots then heads to get her coat

****

Liam walks down the hall as Olivia wraps her arm around his “…So this is piece is over 100 years old my great great great grandfather brought it back from a war he fought and was victorious”

Liam plasters on a grin “Wow fastinating tell me more always love hearing about your history Olivia” Liam looks away as Olivia continues 40th time she’s told me that story Out of the corner of his eye he spots MC walking down the hall he smiles Damn she’s beautiful even as she walks He notices her lacing up her boots and putting on her coat What’s she doing? There’s blizzard coming why is she getting dressed to walk outside? I really hope she’s gonna be ok then again she’s a strong woman she can handle anything but still

“Liam?”

He snaps out of his thoughts and sees Olivia looking at him “Yes Olivia”

“Are you ok?”

“Fine just a little tired from all the skiing and skating if you’ll excuse me Olivia” He bows “I think I’m gonna go rest up”

“Oh ok I’ll see you at the ball then”

“Of course” He walks away as he sighs Forgive me for that lie Olivia but I need to know if she’s ok He looks around Now if I remember the room with the best view is here He enters a room and walks to the balcony he pulls out a pair of binoculars and spots her heading towards someone Is that Drake? What’s he doing out in this storm? They could die of the cold I hope they’re not gonna be out there for long

****

MC trudges through the snow and spots Drake in a clearing in the woods “Hey Drake”

He turns around “What are you doing out here?”

“I saw you going off alone in the dark with a storm coming and I wanted to see what you were doing”

Drake raises an eyebrow “So you’re keeping tabs on me?”

“Even you have to admit it’s a little suspicious to be out here taking care of something right now”

“I want to be mad at this but I really can’t maybe I’m even a little impressed”

“What did you come out here to do exactly?”

“If you really want to know you’ll have to trust me”

“Well ok now tell me”

“Here I’ll make it easier for you” He shoves her down on the ground MC falls back sputtering

“What the hell?! What was” She looks up and sees the most star filled sky with shooting stars flying across the sky “Drake…”

He falls back next to her “Yes my lady?”

“This is amazing but no excuse knocking me over” She light punches him

Drake chuckles “Sorry about that you looked pretty tough thought you could handle it”

MC raises an eyebrow “You think I’m tough”

“Pretty tough for a noble girl I mean”

“I’m no real noble you know that”

Drakes sighs “Yeah I do”

MC smiles “Looks like were just in time to see this before the storm hits”

“Yeah I didn’t want to miss it we grew up around royals my dad used to do security for Liam and his brother and my sister and I were allowed to hang out with them Liam and I ended up being really close even though I didn’t have the lineage to merit it” He sighs “Savannah on the other hand got along with everyone she loved living at the palace when we were kids but it got harder when she got older”

“What happened?”

“She…” Drake trails off “It was hard on her I guess she couldn’t take it after what happened with…” He clenches his jaw “I failed her I couldn’t protect her from this place” He sighs “Sorry I guess I’m not ready to talk about it this is the most I’ve talked about it in a year”

“Really?” MC grins “Does that mean we’re friends?”

Drake scoffs “Friends? I wouldn’t go that far Brooks”

MC rolls her eyes “Should we call it non enemies then?”

Drake shrugs “I guess I can’t really stop you”

MC grins “Nope”

They look at the sky a little bit longer till snowflakes start to come down then Drake sighs

“We should head back it’ll be quite a scandal if I let one of the Prince’s suitors freeze to death on my watch”

MC stands and brushes herself off “Let’s head back shall we”

Drake stands and brushes himself off “Of course”

****

Liam watches and they both head back to the chateau he smiles Glad they’re heading back but they were out there a long time and the snow was starting I hope they don’t get sick or anything still wonder what they were doing out there in this weather I worry about them especially MC.

****

As MC and Drake walk inside they’re met by Hana running up to them

“There you are!”

“You’re up late”

“I couldn’t sleep with you and Drake out there in the storm”

MC gives her a small smile “I’m sorry we kept you up”

Hana grins “Oh I’m just glad you came in before it really started coming down you must be freezing Drake dressed like that”

Drake nods “Yeah I’m gonna go change goodnight ladies” Drake waves as he heads to his room

Hana turns to MC “I guess we should get some sleep too the Cordornian Waltz is tomorrow after all and we need a good nights sleep to pull it off successfully”

MC sighs “I don’t think any amount of sleep is gonna improve my chances”

“What do you mean?”

“As Drake mentioned earlier I can’t waltz”

Hana looks at her shocked “Oh dear it is late but I can’t show you if you wanted to”

MC nods Please teach me”

Hana grins “Lovely let’s go to my room”

MC follows Hana up the stairs to her room as Hana pushes the furniture aside for dancing she smiles “I appreciate you helping me with this”

Hana smiles “It’s the least I can do after you cheered me up at the masquerade and sorry I didn’t think to ask if you knew it it’s good you have Drake looking out for you”

MC nods “Yeah” She grins “Alright the Cordornian Waltz how hard is it gonna be”

“Depends do you consider yourself a good dancer”

MC smiles “I dance like an angel did take some dance lessons but it wasn’t ballroom dancing”

Hana grins “Oh then this shouldn’t be a problem if you have a good sense of rhythm you shouldn’t have problems picking it up now the Cordornian Waltz is a choreographed dance with specific steps I’ll put on some music and be the prince and well start” Hana plays some music then turns to MC and bows “Ahem Lady MC”

MC giggles “Prince Liam”

Hana laughs “Now let’s get into position put your left hand on my shoulder” She starts guiding her in the steps “This is the box step it’s the most basic movements” They spend the night learn the moves of the Cordornian waltz “And that’s the Cordornian Waltz”

MC grins “I think I got it now you’re a good teacher ice skating waltzing how are you so good at these things”

“My parents have been pushing me to learn all the courtly and social arts since I was very young”

“You must have had no free time”

“Between school dance music and etiquette lessons my schedule was very full my parents excepted a lot” She sighs “They were devastated when they didn’t have any sons so they put all they’re hopes in me everyday of my life has been grooming me to bring fame and fortune to my family by winning some prince or nobles hand for all the good it’s done me after my last engagement”

“If you don’t mind if I ask what happened with your last engagement?”

“Peter was an English nobleman he was well off had an ancestral title and home all the things my parents wanted for our family we’d spend many long afternoons horseback riding and sailing her was very kind it would have been perfect”

“But?”

Hana sighs “But the simple truth was I didn’t love him so when he proposed I knew I had to accept for my parents I tried my best but he became suspicious at our engagement party a month before our wedding he cornered me he asked me if this is what I wanted even though I told him what he wanted to hear I couldn’t hold back the tears he knew me well he knew I was miserable and he was good enough not to make a big deal of it but ugly rumors started to fly about why we separated especially since he got married to another woman shortly after”

MC places her hand on her shoulder “Well let people talk they have their own opinions only you know the truth”

Hana nods “Yeah and now I’m competing for the Prince but it’s not all bad my parents have been pressuring me to spend time with you”

“Why me?”

“Oh you got a special connection to the prince and if I get close to you I can get closer to the prince”

“You’re parents have strategies”

“Yeah but I want you to know I do like spending time with you MC”

MC smiles “Me too Hana it’s good to have a friend here”

Hana grins “It’s funny even though we’re still technically competing against each other we can be friends” They laugh before being startled by the clock striking midnight Hana sighs “We should head to bed”

MC nods “Yeah I’ll talk to you tomorrow”

Hana smiles “Good night MC”

Tags: @mfackenthal @the-soot-sprite @princess-geek @gkittylove99 @indiacater @twinkleallnight @iaminlovewithtrr

#the royal romance #the royal heir #the royal finale #trr liam #trr fanfic #choices fanfiction #choices fan fiction #choices fandom #choices trr #trr/trh #king liam #liam x mc

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