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please do a part to the Grayson Hawthorn head canons maybe where he meets eve and that whole mess.

the moment i knew

grayson hawthorne x fem! reader

you're confident in your relationship with grayson hawthorne. that is until a girl who look exactly like emily laughlin shows up at the mansion.

(part of these hcs )

a/n: im SO glad someone requested this bc i had ideas while writing the hcs for this scenario. get ready for some drama and grayson being dumb💯 also finally happy to be back to posting!! been hectic but now i have free time <3 ty to everyone for being so understanding ur all amazing. listened to my sad playlist for the fighting part LOL also i wanted to make this fic format but i was already way too deep into the bullets to fix it.

word count: 7.2k (wayyy longer than intended)

warnings: angst (i love and hate it), swearing, eve, fighting, death threats, final gambit spoilers but also plot changes

dating grayson hawthorne was truly the most beautiful feeling. you would even consider it better than finding out you were going to inherit billions. that's not true, but dating grayson is a close second still.

he was a fantastic boyfriend who cared so deeply for you, and you greatly got along with his family.

the two of you had occasional fights, but it was never anything that lasted more than an hour of being mad at each other. plus, he always caved in first whether you were right or wrong.

life was truly straight out of a movie for you. you were going to be a billionaire, run a foundation, and have a boyfriend. freshman year you would never be able to believe it, especially the boyfriend part.

it was almost too perfect. you should've expected an event to come crashing down at some point. because, after all, this still was the hawthorne family you're dealing with.

the road to disaster was initiated the moment grayson hawthorne left the house. he'd gotten into the ivy league of his choice, harvard and you were more than thrilled for him. but you were unsure of where it put the two of you at. he would be leaving the mansion, while you were forced to stay.

your's and avery's contract had yet to end, you still had a few month to bypass - so you couldn't leave the residence for more than 3 consecutive days.

grayson assured you the long distance thing would work, and he'd visit you as often as possible, then when you passed the year mark, you'd be able to visit and stay with him for long periods.

the plan he formated has eased your worries about your relationship. however, a small, but growing wall had formed between you, and you feared him leaving would lengthen it. you'd begun to notice a distant feeling from grayson at times, it was as if he was still concealing a part of himself. it was a build-up of all the unresolved emotional stresses he's faces - mainly from the death of both emily and tobias.

there were moments when you had attempted to get him to open up - but he either never got the hint or desperately wanted to remain ignorant. you'd decided to leave it as is, and perhaps that was your first error.

before leaving the family had put together a party as a 'farewell' gift. since the night began, you sensed the distant feeling had returned and grayson wasn't entirely there.

when a young girl had fallen into the pool, and grayson was quick to save her, jumping right into the pool in his suit and tie. you were quick to approach them with towels; even after the girl was returned to her family, grayson stayed still with a distant look in his eyes. you called his name and shook him a few times before he finally snapped back. but before you could question anything, he sought off into the house - leaving you on your own.

you gave him time alone since that was what he obviously wished for. you were relieved to see avery return with grayson, so relieved that you were insensible to the tension between the two.

thought things weren't resolved when grayson left, you were still hopeful for the both of you.

it started off great; frequent texts, late-night calls, occasional visits, and even gifts delivered to you. you felt silly for not having faith in the long-distance thing.

but your doubts returned when those daily calls turned into weekly texts and updates and those every other weekend visits shifted to seeing each other once a month.

grayson's excuse had been he was adjusting and had a hard time getting a grip on balancing everything in his life. had it been anyone else, you'd believed it better, but because it was grayson hawthorne, who you knew could effortlessly take on any task - you were growing suspicious. but you had yet to have a serious with grayson about it.

your silence broke the moment avery sat you down and revealed what had gone down in the wine cellar with grayson the night of his party.

she started with her concern for grayson, then ventured onto what happened after grayson ran off. avery had been in the wine cellar getting a bottle at jameson's request when grayson stumbled in. she immediately noticed he was in distress, and it wasn't long before he started breaking down. avery did her best to help, but he just insisted she leave, then went on a tangent about seeing hallucinations of emily and all the stress caused by being a hawthorne. avery's first thought was to get you, but he begged her not to tell him, which is why she was silent until that moment.

you were too occupied on the information regarding your boyfriend to even get a little mad that avery withheld the information. you had an inkling grayson wasn't well, you hadn't known it had gotten as bad as it did, and it was probably much worse by now.

you made an urgent call to grayson the as soon as you got to your room, and it took a couple tries to get him to answer. he answered a bit agitated, but you didn't care and started hounding him for an explanation on everything avery had told you.

at first, grayson was taken aback by both the interrogation and avery betraying him, then he finally confirmed that avery's words were true.

your heart grew heavy, and he confirmed everything. it was silent on the line for a second before you spoke up again. the first thing you asked was 'why?' why didn't he tell you about his trouble, especially the fact he was having nightmares and hallucinations about emily, his ex- girlfriend. and why, why had he confided in someone else instead of his own girlfriend.

you weren't jealous of avery nor did you fret over something happening between grayson and avery, but it hurt like hell to know she was the first he opened up to, whether it was intentional or not.

grayson repeated apologies over the phone, but by then, you were over it and wished him goodnight before hanging up. and once the line went dead, you curled up in bed and cried til you were tired enough to pass out.

grayson called multiple times the following day, and you declined them all. when calls were a bust, he turned to a flux of texts hourly, all consisting of the same mantra of sorry's and 'call me back'. you still didn't budge. you continued that behavior for a week or so, still upset at him.

however, you couldn't help but feel bad - the last thing you wanted to do was add stress to this place. nonetheless, your emotions were also valid; no one likes their boyfriend keeping things from them, telling said secrets to another woman he used to live with at that.

what you didn't expect on your monday morning was grayson to show up behind your bedroom door when you opened it. knowing he came all that way just because you were ignoring him made your heart flutter, however, you kept you solid composure.

grayson begged you to hear him out, so you hesitantly let him into your room and sat on the bed, waiting for him to say something. then grayson gave permission, he spilled his guts.

he revealed to you all of the difficulties he was going through, and you listened with an open heart. by the end of it he was crying, and you didn't hesitate to comfort him in his arms, a gesture he gladly accepted.

when it was safe for you to speak, you told him he didn't have to face all of it alone, there were many people in his life who cared for him.

"hawthorne or not, i'm your girlfriend. you are free to run to me when things get hard. then we can take it on together, okay?"

"you still want to be with me even after i've cried on your shoulder like this."

"the crying actually makes me like you more." you joke, and he gives a small smile at that.

you felt everything had gotten better after that. you'd manage to knock down another wall grayson had built, and now the two of you were closer than ever. avery's birthday was soon, so any two weeks after that, you'd be able to see grayson much more.

you were going to surprise your boyfriend by telling him you'd been looking at apartments in cambridge and landed on the perfect apartment for yourself. so, as soon as the year was up, you were moving there. yes, it was a huge step for someone you hadn't even been dating for over a year, but there was no place you'd rather be than by grayson's side.

avery's birthday had been, as jameson described, an "introvert's ball." and to be frank, you'd prefer it that way. after the way the last big party ended u, you were happy to have it just be immediate close friends and family.

everyone had a great time, grayson had made time to attend, and the both of you danced almost all night long. by the end, you're feet were blistered and bruised, but courteously swept you off your feet and carried you in his arms and into his bedroom. you were out like a light, but not before hearing grayson say 'love you' when he thought you were sound asleep. you went to bed with a smile etched on your lips.

you would've never left his bed had you known what was in store for you both the next day.

you'd just eaten breakfast with avery when you had both been informed by oren of a visitor name eve. avery looked anxious about it, and you didn't wait for her permission to follow her to the gates.

from the distance, you'd assumed it was rebecca, but as you approached, you realized that wasn't her. the girl in front of you was an exact copy of emily laughlin, more than her own twin.

"what the hell."

you were stunned to see a version of emily in person, and not just from photos you'd seen. avery was shocked, but it wasn't because of her appearance, more so due to her appearance at the manor. you were highly confused and began to think you were still sleeping.

avery had no choice but to confide in you everything that had gone on with toby and grayson's father, and how eve was toby's daughter. it was all much for your morning brain. but you processed enough to know the hawthornes, mainly grayson, seeing eve was the last thing needed. a part of you wanted to halt the meeting for selfish purposes. but the issue with eve being at hawthorne mansion meant a bigger issue; toby was taken.

oren, you, avery, and eve were discussing how to proceed, but there was little time to discuss the matter because the first person to come outside was grayson. the last person you'd wanted to come out of the mansion.

"emily?"

he was, understandably, pale as a ghost. it wasn't every day you saw a replica of your ex-girlfriend. you ran up to him with no plan of action. what could you possibly say? 'oh, this isn't emily this is eve, who just happens to look exactly like emily. and she's toby's daughter. oh, and by the way, your father is actually dead.'

grayson walked closer to eve, the resemblance becoming clear as day. looked to you to verify if what he was seeing was real or another figment of your imagination. you could only nod in response.

grayson didn't look away from eve, even when you tried to pull him back into the house. eve was annoyed by his trance and demanded to be taken inside for a shower after all she's had to deal with for the day.

so it was decided that everyone would gather in avery's room while eve used her bathroom. jameson had already been in avery's room when you four entered. he obviously noticed eve but made no comment until she was into the shower. since eve locked herself in the bathroom, grayson's eyes didn't move from the door. you couldn't lie and say it didn't create a sour feeling inside of you.

you knew it was horrible to make your boyfriend's trauma about you, but you couldnt help it. you were worried eve having the same face as emily was going to bring back unwarranted feelings. you bit back your envy, seeing that jameson was unaffected by eve's face, in contrast to grayson who stared longingly.

"tell me everything, heiress one and two."

avery briefly went over eve's appearance and toby's disappearance. she believes toby being taken has to do with a disk he gave her, one eve didn't know about. she ended it with an open discussion on ideas on how to get toby back.

jameson was the first to recognize how little you all knew about eve, and if you could truly trust her. you were glad someone had similar thoughts and you wouldn't be the first to voice them.

"we have to help her."

you turned to grayson at his words, your lips turned slightly down. jameson and avery also looked at the brother weirdly. was he seriously defending eve because she was an emily dupe?

"gray, we don't know her."

"it doesn't mean we should leave her to her own devices."

eve stepped out of the bathroom with clothes provided by avery,and grayson now had a look in his eye you coulden't identify. you had just about enough and lamely excused yourself to your room.

a part of you stupidly hoped your boyfriend would follow, but he never did.

as you busied yourself in your room reading books of fantasy lands to forget your own reality, avery knocked at your door. you hollered at her to enter, and she did. you continued reading, waiting for her to speak first.

"what do you think of a few welcome festivities?"

you raised a brow, "what did you have in mind?"

"how does chutes and ladders sound?"

chutes and ladder did not sound very fun, and frankly you'd never heard of it until that moment, but avery needed everyone in the game to get eve on board. you were even less enthused finding out grayson had been where eve was.

'you trust your boyfriend. you trust your boyfriend. you trust your boyfriend.' you repeated over and over. maybe you would believe it at some point.

as everyone gathered in the study and took a seat, you took your usual place next to grayson. you clenched your fists in your lap as you witnessed eve do the same.

as xander droned on about the rules of the game, you subtly side-eyed the pair beside you. your attention shifts back to the game when xander instructs the first person to go is the person with the best-kept secret. so that meant each of you had to confess something.

grayson took the liberty of starting off, not before sparring a guilty glance at you, "a girl tried to kiss me at harvard."

your head snapped, "what?"

"seriously, it was nothing."

"i can't believe you wouldn't tell me, i thought we agreed no secrets!"

"i didn't think it matter, it obviously pushed the girl away."

"it was enough of a deal for you to choose it as your secret."

you got up from your seat and opted to sit between avery and maxine. grayson grabbed your arm in an attempt to stop you, but you shook him off and took your new seat. grayson attempted to throw apologies, but you disregarded them.

to lighten the mood, maxine continued revealing she had a tattoo and xander continued telling the room he found his birth father; most of you gasped and asked for more, but xander kept his mouth shut. avery went next, heartfelt, saying she felt tobias made a mistake choosing her. you couldn't deny you didn't feel the same at times.

then eyes shifted onto you, awaiting your confession. you had a plethora to give, but you settled for one that matched the vulnerability of avery's.

"not to speak ill of the dead, but sometimes i think tobias hawthorne is a coward for leaving a game in his will instead of an explanation."

the room was silenced by your voice. you and avery each gave a look toward one another in understanding. you couldn't bare to turn your head in grayson's direction for his reaction. plus, you were still upset at him.

eve took the moment to finish the circle of secrets with her own. she disclosed her relationship with her family and their resentment toward her. you didn't fully trust eve, but you sympathized with her story. part of that sympathy was broken off as you saw grayson lean closer to her without a second thought. you started to think you would explode if the game didn't start any sooner.

as you wished, the game commenced - no surprise to you when eve was decided to go first. then the rest of you followed, and the race began.

you truly had no intention of trying that hard for a game, but it seems your inner competitiveness took the lead when you noticed eve ahead and grayson trailing right behind her.

maybe your anger and irritation spurred you on, but in everyone's, including yourself, surprise - you were right on eve's tail climbing up the ladder behind her.

your next move was a dirty one, maybe even callous, but in all honesty, you hadn't meant to do it. you think.

trying to grab onto the next rung as fast as possible, you managed to also grab the heel of eve's foot - causing her to misstep, lose her balance, and hang off the ladder by an arm and a foot. you utilized the time eve had to stabilize herself to then slide past her. you shot her a sorry look on the way up, and opened the hatch to the rooftop, declaring you the winner.

eve was right behind, grayson and jamseon after, and avery after two minutes. eve shot you a glare but didn't say a word about the incident. grayson was making his way in your direction, but you steered the other way to where jameson and avery stood.

jameson chuckled, "i didn't know you had it in you to play dirty."

"it was an accident, she tripped!" you defended.

jameson gave you a knowing look, but raised his hands in surrender and walked away to where xander and maxine were on the verge of entering. (they got sidetracked by a pillow fight)

you told avery you were off to shower and change; you hadn;t realized how sweaty you got until that moment. she nodded and you made your way to the hatch, but before you went down, she grabbed your arm.

"between you and me, was it an actual accident?"

"it was... if you count grabbing her foot and dragging her down as an accident."

avery shakes her head, "can't say i wouldn't have done the same given the opportunity."

walking down the hall, you heard your name being called. on instinct, you turned; grayson was behind you. you figured avoiding him wouldn't work forever.

"can we talk?" he asks, interwining his hand into yours.

you open your mouth the respond, but he cuts you off - "actually, you don't get a choice. i'm going to talk, and you're going to listen."

his tone left no room for argument, so you conceded. grayson went on to apologize for the 'almost-kiss' incident and for the lack of telling you.

"forgive me, angel. it was idiotic of me to assume it wasn't a important matter to communicate to you. you are the only girl i'll ever want to kiss."

you were a sucker for sincere apologies, and his piercing eyes made for a compelling argument. you sighed, "okay, i'll forgive you. but next time a girl tries to kiss you and you don't tell me, i'm kicking your ass, then hers."

grayson smiles and leans in for a kiss, which you accept. as his lips ignite with yours, you can't help but think of how much of a hypocrite you're being by not telling him your emotions regarding eve. 'it wasn't the right time,' you told yourself. it was only her first day, you were jumping to conclusions too soon. everything would work out.

the morning made for a rude awakening; threatening note sent to the gates hadn't been on your to-do list. avery shook you so hard you jumped out of bed, thinking it was an earthquake and smacked grayson's face in your alarm. (he wasn't pleased at that)

the threat contained a photo of toby, and a crypt message you all decoded. everyone started to think of suspects for the culprit behind the kidnapping. number one being skye hawthorne.

however, the investigation proved to be fruitless because she didn't have toby, and the other suspects led to a dead end. the threats hadn't stopped either.

you found yourself sleeping in grayson's more frequently. grayson didn't feel comfortable leaving you in your room, but you also knew it was because he secretly loved cuddling you at night. he held off going back to harvard, claiming he couldn't leave while there was danger lurking. it made you feel safe, but you also wondered if eve had anything to do with it. part of you didn't want an answer to that.

on this night, the two of you were in the pool past midnight. now that you learned to swim, grayson wouldn't stop challenging you to races. you knew what the outcome would be, but you accepted everytime, telling him you'd beat him eventually. (doubt, but it was nice to dream). for every win, you'd award him a kiss per his demand.

on his fifth victory, you leaned in to kiss him, only to ambush him with water to the face. grayson pretended to be annoyed and claimed revenge. you quickly swam away, but it didn't take long for him to catch up to you. he hands attacked your sides, and you were tortured by the ticklish sensation. you begged for him to stop, but he refused and wanted an apology.

you were stubborn, but finally threw in the towel, and accepted defeat. even after he stopped, grayson kept you in his arms as you calmed down from your fits of laughter. for a moment, it was just the both of you gazing into each other's eyes lovingly. at the same time, you titled you heads and reduced the gap between your lips.

before your mouths made contact, the lights, alerting the presence of another, shone. you both quickly turned toward the direction of the light, and grayson made a swift move to push you behind him. you were half expecting it to be another hawthorne brother, or worst-case scenario - the kidnapper.

but instead, there stood eve. she wore a silk lilac nightgown with a small slit that stopped midthigh. you immediately recognized it as your own by the small tear on the strap. 'when did she get this from my room?' had she stolen it or did grayson give it to her? both answers made your blood boil.

grayson relaxed as he recognized her, but you stayed tense. eve apologized for the intrusion, she was walking around the grounds and hadn't realized there were others awake. despite hating the interruption, you assured her it was alright, and she should be careful roaming around at night.

you thought that was that, and she'd just wander off, but it wasn't.

"do you mind if i swim, too?"

"well we-"

"not at all."

you turned your head to your boyfriend and gave him a questioning look, but he ignored it. his attention was now on eve. you had no choice, but to go along with it.

eve was quick to remove her your nightgown and reveal a one-piece swimsuit under. you were a bit confused, didn't she say she was just roaming the grounds, why did she already have a bathing suit on? but you stayed silent.

she jumped from the edge of the pool and landed a few feet away from where you and grayson. for a moment she struggling to reach the top, likely from not expecting how deep the pool actually was. grayson, ever the hero, swam to her aid, grabbing her hand to reel her back to the surface.

at this point, you couldn't even blame eve for these little accidents. you were getting upset at how grayson never failed to aid her when she was in need.

eve laughed, and thanked him for the gesture. then they started conversing about a topic you didn't care to pay attention to. had you just become a third wheel? 'no, no. he's just being friendly. gray will come back to you any second, then you'll both return to his room.'

except that didn't happen. eve asked grayson to race her, and he gladly accepted. even teased her about how badly she'd lose. not once did he turn back your way. no, but as eve swam to the edge, she gave you glance, obviously noticing how you awkwardly floated in your spot waiting for grayson. but she didn't speak a word, and continued to race in preparation for the friendly competition.

you had more than enough at that point. you swam to the pool's railing and pulled yourself out. you stomped out the swimming area, not even bothering to get a towel, and walked back into the mansion. you'd apologize to the cleaners for the wet mess later.

you were more heartbroken than angry. which was worse in your book. you'd been trying not to act like a jealous girlfriend who couldn't trust her boyfriend, and you took grayson's trauma with the emily situation into account, so you made excuses for all of grayson's actions toward eve. but sometimes, you shouldn't deny what's right in front of you.

now, you were cold and wet. you just wanted to go to bed. taking on threatening notes seemed so much easier now.

with all your deep thinking, you missed the sound of running feet from behind you. when a hand grabbed your wrist so suddenly, you were startled, and on instinct - you hand went flying at whoever stood behind you.

seeing now that it was grayson, you gave a small apology, seeing him clutch his face in pain. but you weren't that sorry at all. you probably would've done the same thing if you knew it was him.

grayson collected himself like nothing, "why did you leave?" he gently asks, wrapping a towel, you just noticed he brought, around your form.

you feign innocence, "oh, you actually noticed i was gone? 'figured you'd be too busy racing your new best friend."

"what are you acting like this?"

"i'm tired. tired of standing by as you treat eve like she's a damsel in distress. eve's no better; she clearly knows the effect she has on you."

"you're misinterpreting the situation. eve is one of us, we have to protect her."

"i'm sorry, did we forget you launched a full federal investigation on avery and i as soon as we got here? even after the will reading, i don't remember getting this warm welcome from you."

grayson lips form a straight line, frustrated, "that was different. eve has no one else-"

"she's not emily, grayson."

"trust me, i know that."

"i dont think you do! you see her as your second chance. news flash grayson, she isn't, emily is dead!" you venomously spit out. you hadn't intended for the harsh words to come out, but you wanted to hurt him as much as he was hurting you at the moment.

grayson's fists clench at his sides, he eyes brim with rage toward you, "jealously isn't a good look on you, y/n." the blow cut deeper than you had wished.

"neither is ignorance." you bite back.

you angrily turn your back and storm off in the direction of your room. luckily, it was only less than twenty feet away. you hoped grayson got the hint to not follow.

"we owe her our loyalty, y/n." grayson calls out one last time in a calm voice - different from the aggravated one from a second prior.

you enter your room and turn to him, deciding your final words before closing your door, "your loyalty was to me first."

part of you expected an apology the following day, but it never came. you were unsure where the two of you stood, and you weren't going to waltz up to grayson door to ask.

you confided your feelings in avery and libby, both defended your stance. avery was also wary about eve, and libby just loved any chance to bash a hawthorne.

you were sure the whole house was aware of the argument, likely the laughlins and thea calligaris as well. news travels easily around here. you didn't even want the know eve's point of view on the whole thing.

you steered clear of grayson, and busied yourself with toby's kidnapping along with everyone else. (which honestly should've been the most important matter.) you ensured avery everything was fine because you felt selfish making it about you when toby was in serious danger.

even without being in the same room with grayson, the tension was painfully evident. you could always sense when his gaze was on you, and it took everything to not return it. when you both were in the same room, you made sure to stay on opposite ends. everyone else had trouble deciding on how to handle the situation, but there were no direct comments, at least not that you heard.

there were nights when you wished grayson would show up at your door and just apologize. you wanted a reenactment of those cheesy romance movies where the guys begs the girl for forgiveness, and then they kiss and makeup. truthfully, you would've taken him back in a heartbeat. but this wasn't a movie, and he never showed up at your door.

you wondered if he even felt half of the heart ache you were going through. by the way eve was still hanging around him, even after the argument, you were starting to doubt it.

the more the investigation ensured, the more you and avery grew suspicious of eve. though whenever you thought you had a smidge of proof, it never followed through. it only succeeded in making you look like the villainous ex girlfriend and eve the innocent protagonist.

you and grayson were in a forced proximity when you had to investigate the wine cellar, along with avery and jameson. it was an awkward situation for all four of you, especially pertaining to the event with avery and grayson. but nonetheless, it proved to be useful because the final clue was hidden in the crystals of the chandelier. 'DON'T TRUST ANYONE'

you shouldn't had been so surprised that it was another vague message.

after critical thinking, you and avery came to the same conclusion - eve. the game started with her, she had to be the one tobias was warning about.

however, jameson and grayson weren't convinced by the conviction. both inferring that it would've stated 'her' instead of 'anyone'. but you persisted, avery backing you up.

jameson sighed, "i think recent events are affecting your judgment, y/n." you were taken aback by the claim, especially it coming from jameson. hadn't he been suspicious of her as well?

"i'm not acting out of jealousy. the old man knew of her, even made a plan in the event she arrived to the mansion, yet failed to mention her to anyone. why is that?"

"y/n." grayson spoke to you for the first time in awhile, "this isn't like you to act so rash. if you gave evie a chance-"

"evie? what, you guys have fucking pet names for each other now? don't you see how she's played you since the beginning!"

"y/n, you're not thinking straight."

you shake your head, "no, i don't think it's ever been clearer than right now. so, i'm going to give you one last chance grayson. to, for once, take my side over eve's. because if you don't, you're going to lose me."

there was silence, a hairpin being dropped could be heard. grayson put his head down and said nothing. and yet, it told you everything. you laughed at yourself for expecting a different outcome.

you scoffed with a humorless grin, turned around and walked away. you heard avery call out for you, but you ignored it. you didn't want to see the pity she'd have in her eyes after that embarrassing debacle.

you made it all the way to your room before crying into your pillow. you finally got the answer of whether or not it was over. the pain of the night at the pool seemed like an easy feat to face compared to your anguish now.

when you calmed down a few hours later, you looked out the window and saw the pool. a flashback of pain seared in you at first, but then you noticed something peculiar you failed to notice before. there was a part of the tiles that weren't aligned with the rest. you likely would miss it if you were close to it, but from far away it was noticeable.

something inside you told you to investigate. maybe it was the need for a distraction, but you followed your gut, not even stopping to change attire.

once getting to the pool, you jump straight in to create enough force to reach the bottom of the pool more efficiently. there, you observed the tile for a second before attempting to move it. nothing happened, and you readied yourself to get a breath of air -but suddenly, a key popped out from a compartment under the tile. you got it and returned to the surface.

without the chlorine in your eyes, you were able to immediately know where to put the key to use; the chapel tobias built for nan hawthorne. you rushed there, not caring for how soggy your hair and clothes were.

luckily, nan wasn't anywhere in sight. you rushed to the statue in the center of the room and eyed it for a moment before finding the intended target, the statue's mouth. you fit the key inside and wiggled it around before hearing that 'click' to let you know it was unlocked. a second later, a small plate popped out and with it it contained a usb. you'd never been prouder of yourself for figuring out one of tobias's stupid puzzles without avery's help.

you pulled out your phone and pressed on avery's contact, and started ringing her. she picked up in an instant, "hello?"

"avery! you won't believe it i-"

your sentence was rudely cut off due to your phone being shot of your hand. by a bullet.

you gasped and snapped your head to the entrance of the chapel. you saw the gun at once and its owner; eve.

"sorry, i think you're going to need a new phone," she says innocently.

you let out a cheerless laugh, "i knew it, you psycho bitch!" obviously not the best choice of words to say to the person pointing a gun at you, but god, did it feel good to be right about eve.

eve rolled her eyes, "i suppose you did, but it wasn't like anyone believed you. i'll admit you and avery almost, just almost, got me. but eventually, i was able to fool her too. now give me the usb and i won't shoot you." she got you there.

you gripped the usb tightly in your palm, "why do you want it?"

"i'm getting what's owed to me, what was taken from my family by that stupid old man. god, was it easy to infiltrate the hawthornes. especially grayson." you flinched at the mention of his name and eve took note of it.

she laughs, "right, he's your boyfriend- i mean ex-boyfriend, oops." there's no sincerity in that apology. "you know, when i heard you two were dating i was prepared to work twice as hard to get his attention.. but it was proven unnecessary because as soon as i stepped on hawthorne mansion - i had him." ouch.

"enough chatting, now walk over here slowly and hand me the drive." eve commanded, emphasizing the gun in her hands.

where was your bodyguard when you needed him?

you followed her commands, and took slow steps to her. she took on hand off the trigger to open her palm toward you. you made a motion to place the usb in her hand, but then quickly charged at the gun.

you both struggled back and forth, moving the gun. suddenly, the weapon flew out of both of your grasps and landed in front of the angel statue.

with the usb situated in your pocket, you ran to retrieve it, but eve was quick and tackled you from behind, causing you both to land on the ground. you were both rolling up and down the aisle, trying to get the upper hand. eve roughly situated herself ontop of your waist, immobilizing you. then her hands slithered to your neck and squeezed hard.

it was getting harder to breathe, but you were a fighter. your armed flayed at her, grabbing whatever was closest. as a last resort, you clawed at her face.

"bitch." you mutter as your nails scratch across her face.

it worked, eve howled in pain and retracted her hands from your neck. you briskly shoved her off your body. having little energy from the lack of oxygen, you still take your chance and crawl toward the gun. but eve had recovered, and dragged you back by your heel. 'talk about karma' you thought.

you're crazily moving your feet to shrug eve's hands off as you continue to painfully crawl. but suddenly the gun is lifted off the ground, both you and eve look up to see grayson now clutching the gun. you're both relieved and worried.

you stand up on your feet, eve does the same. grayson waves the gun toward both of you and both hold your hands in front of your forms.

"gray, thank god you're here. i came here looking for a clue, and found a usb, but then y/n showed up.. s-she took the usb from me then pulled out a gun and tried to kill me." her voice was no longer diabolical, now it was full of vulnerability and fear.

"grayson, she's lying, she almost killed me!"

"y/n's been working with vincent blake, she plans on giving that usb to him."

"oh, you little liar!"

"look at what she did to my face!" eve points at the bloody scratch on her face, starting from her left eyebrow and ending at her lip.

grayson eyes went back and forth in observing both you and eve. the gun was pointed in the middle, still deciding its target.

his eyes landed on yours, as does the gun. "y/n. give me the usb." your stomach drops.

"grayson." you plead.

"y/n. now." he held his hand out. you knew that tone. it meant 'no room for argument'.

if he didn't believe in you even now, then you had no choice. you took steps toward him.

"careful, gray, pretended to give the usb to me and then attacked me." eve warned. you shot her a nasty glare.

grayson doesn't say anything and waits for your move. you drop the usb in his hand.

"thank you." you say nothing.

grayson turns his head to eve, "i've always known who to believe." eve smiles at that, "i just had to stall long enough for john to show up."

in an instant, eve is brought down to the floor. oren is behind her, holding her arms behind her back long enough to put handcuffs on her wrist.

you let out a large breath you didn't know you were holding. grayson believed you in the moment that mattered most.

grayson tosses the gun to the ground and engulfs you in a hug. you accept it, and grip onto him like your life depends on it. his hold triggers your emotions, and tears spring out from your eyes. you can't help it when you start crying into his shoulder. he soothes you, cradling his hand on the back of your head.

"im sorry." grayson muttered into your hair. "you were right. i can't let emily rule my life any longer."

"you're an idiot." you say in the midst of tears.

"i am." he agrees

"and i'm still super mad at you."

"i know."

"you're going to have to work really hard to earn my forgiveness, like beg on your knees and hold a boombox outside of my window type stuff." you croak.

"i will, baby." grayson smiles.

for now, you were happy to feel safe and protected in his arms.

bonus:

"is this really necessary?"

"very," avery confirms, "you broke boyfriend code, now your penance must be fulfilled."

"you guys only made up those codes a day ago," grayson counters.

it was true, after the whole eve fiasco grayson was willing to do whatever to earn your forgiveness. you were ready to forgive him, but you also wanted to give him a hard time. it might've been a little evil of you, but you thought it was well deserved. after a girl talk with avery and libby, you came up with a new set of rules you liked to refer to as 'boyfriend code.' inspired by the code the brother share.

"exactly why we ought to use you as an example for future culprits," xander justifies waving a hand in grayson's direction.

grayson groans, looking up at the ceiling, "i love my girlfriend. i'm doing this for my girlfriend." he murmurs to himself.

"that's the spirit" nash cuts in, he lifts his drink up.

avery looks around, "where is y/n, anyway?" she asks.

"here!" you announce, walking out from behind the stage, "i was just preparing the song." you take a seat next to jameson and grin mischievously at grayson, "you'll love it."

graysons eyes narrow, "i have a feeling i won't."

just then, the beginning of a song plays out from the speakers.

grayson eyes widen, and he looks at you, "no."

your smile widens, "oh, yes."

"c'mon gray, we're all waiting." jameson hollers from his seat.

everyone starts egging grayson on, cheering for him to commence.

he takes a deep breath, "guess i have no choice."

as grayson starts to sing the lyrics of "shake it off" by taylor swift, jameson leans over to you.

"gotta say, this is a brilliant punishment for him."

you nod in agreement, "and it'll be even better after when i reveal, i have ten other taylor swift songs for him to perform." specially, 'ME!' was next.

"yikes. remind me to never break boyfriend code."

#grayson hawthorne #grayson hawthorne x reader #grayson hawthorne x female reader #grayson hawthorne fic #avery grambs #the inheritance games #the final gambit #jameson hawthorne #x female reader #x y/n #x reader #reader insert #reader imagine

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yourheart-inmyhands · 6 months

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hi heart! can i request more pantalone as a dad HCs? 😊 he looks like he'd be such a family man i wouldn't mind staying in his home taking care of his babies for the rest of my life 😌♥️

pantalona is such a great dad and I'm sorry that this wasn't great, I wrote this while exhausted last night lol XD

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes including nothing this is pretty soft and sweet :D

Yandere!Pantalone would make a fairly decent father. He may not know much in the beginning but he works hard, using his free time to read a few parenting books here and there, learning and educating himself about everything he can before the baby is due. Of course anything that you wanted you’d get, if you were bearing his child yourself. If the two of you were adopting then he’d allow you to design the nursery, picking out paint and design colors that you thought looked best.

It almost seemed unlikely that the cold, mora-focused man before you could be such a doting father. While he initially passed around the idea of a nanny he was quick to refuse. He didn’t want a stranger raising his child, so much so that he got a bunch of books and read up on them, asking you (or those whom the baby would be adopted from), tons of questions when he wasn’t satisfied with what his research had to say. When the baby finally comes home to the two of you, he does not let them go. His hands are always on his kid as he gets up time and time again in the middle of the night to check on them. He knows how crucial sleep is especially during this age so he lets you rest while he gets up to feed the baby, change, etc.

#genshin x reader #genshin x male reader #genshin x gender neutral reader #yandere genshin x reader #yandere genshin x gender neutral reader #yandere genshin x male reader #pantalone x gender neutral reader #pantalone x male reader #pantalone x reader #yandere pantalone x reader #yandere pantalone x gender neutral reader #yandere genshin #genshin yandere #yandere pantalone #pantalone yandere

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nyxvuxoa-writes · 2 years

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First Time HC - Eddie Munson

[ ⛧ ] Paring: Virgin!Eddie Munson x Virgin!Fem!Reader [ ⛧ ] Warnings: Mentions of masturbation, P in V talk. General smut talk. Nothing kinky in this one guys, sorry. Lol. [ ⛧ ] A/N: I saw a post from a user while scrolling wondering where all the Virgin!Eddie stuff was, so I figured I'd write up something real quick about Eddie being a virgin and having his first time with a virgin reader. This is far from perfect, but I hope you enjoy.

MINORS DNI - Please be over 18 when you interact on my blog!

It goes without saying that Eddie might not have had plenty of chances to get laid.

He is called Eddie "The Freak" for a reason and tends to look sweet, but he does kind of push people away with how he acts.

With how the "popular crowd" treats him, there is a stigma on him.

He's the DnD nerd that people just assumes worships the devil.

Most people didn't want to associate with that.

Big nerd. He was/is probably targeted constantly.

And not to mention, most of his friends are probably dudes who also enjoy DnD or are metalheads like him.

So let's face it in this HC, his focuses are between his music, dnd, and masturbation.

He probably masturbates more than he cares to admit.

Every night, laying in his bed, he grips at himself imagining how tight and wet a pussy might feel around him.

He'll spit in his hand and grip himself, stroking slowly at first before he starts to pick up speed, fucking himself with low needing quiet moans and growls.

He'll finish on his stomach, in his fist, or on the floor before he cleans up and passes out.

But when he meets a girl that is genuinely interested and wants him, the days of self fucking probably are less frequent.

Though at first, he fucks himself thinking about you.

He really wants to know how you would grip around him.

He really wants to know how you sound when you moan.

The idea of you moaning his name and pulling at his hair drives him nuts.

The nights until he works up the courage to ask you out, are spent thinking about you in every way he can.

When you are finally together, he waits until you are ready.

But it goes without saying that he's eager. He's very attracted to you.

So until then, it's mostly a heated makeout session and groping.

As well as him spoiling you, cause he's the type.

But when you're ready, he's going to try and make it as special as he can. For the both of you.

No matter where it happens, be it in his room or the back of his van, he's going to be sweet and caring about it.

He's going to explore every inch of your body with kisses and soft touches working his way to your lips.

Those kisses are going to be passionate and with so much emotion.

I mean, after all, you are his first and he is your first.

"Are you ready, baby?"

He'll whisper, just to make sure before he slowly slides himself into you.

The feeling of you taking all of him inch by inch is intoxicating.

"Did I hurt you?"

He's going to be worried at first, but the bit of pain is fleeting compared to the pleasure that follows after.

He's going to keep his pace nice and slow at first. Making sure to be careful as he presses his entire length into you.

The sound of your soft moans and whimpers are like music to his ears. It's something he's wanted to hear for a while now and he commits it to his memory.

His breathing is heavy and he's groaning a lot.

With how much he's taken care of himself, he probably can last a little longer than expected, but not too long.

After a little while, he's going to pick up that pace, especially as he feels himself getting close and that pressure builds.

He's a virgin, but he's not naive.

He's going to want to know what it feels like when you cum.

So he's going to try and position himself the right way for you.

And if all else fails, he's going to reach down and start to play against your bud with his fingers as his cock slides in and out of you.

Feeling you get tighter and cumming on him though, pushes him to finish.

He's going to be quick to pull out of you, his seed spilling wherever it can land at the time with him moaning heavily and loudly.

"How are you feeling baby?"

Commence cuddles and kisses!

He's going to want to be close to you after.

He's going to want to make sure it was as good for you as it was for him.

#eddie munson #eddie munson smut #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut imagine #stranger things imagine #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fanfic #stranger things x reader #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson imagine smut #stranger things imagines #stranger things fanfiction #tiedyedragonswrites #tiedyedragons

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somany-fandoms-solittle-time · 9 months

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In A Sentimental Mood: A Ruggie/Yuu Oneshot

Some quick Housekeeping! This was originally meant to be a song-fic but the only time I remembered to/felt inspired to write was nearly the middle of the night (as writers do lol) so I didn’t have enough mental energy to splice the lyrics together into the story. Instead, I listened to the song on repeat while writing, like, HALF of the fic but I thought it was cute enough to fit the vibes. The narrator's voice and descriptions were hard to keep consistent as well as concise, but whatever. I don’t think I properly matched Ruggie’s speech pattern but I think it’s close enough to ‘random, working class teenager’ for now.

Also! It’s an X Yuu but I’m pretty sure I used all GN! Pronouns so please feel free to read it as an X Reader (who’s the Ramshackle Perfect). It felt kinda awkward to not describe the character or use open descriptors (like Y/N, HC, etc.) but feel free to add any notes or styles to try out for an open reader audience. Honestly feel free to comment or message any feedback lol! I don’t have a beta reader atm (I might ask either my gf or my IRL friend who’s also into TWST) but it could be fun to have a random stranger react to my writing so they’re disconnected from personal feelings and whatnot.

I have a fic introducing my oc a little interacting with the Pop Music Club, but it’s making out to be longer than expected so between writing for my own AU/ocs story I’ll be posting cute lil song-fics as well as crackhead interactions lol! Maybe a few headcanons as well. I’m not sure if I would have ever actually started writing fanfics (or writing in general) instead of simply daydreaming about it if it wasn’t for @twst-beam and @krenenbaker , so a quick dedication for them for lowkey lighting a fire under my ass. Not only have you opened the creative floodgates, but actually gave me the motivation to actually TRY and put it into action. Anyway…. ON TO THE STORY BITCHES!!! ENJOY THE THE SWEET HYENA BOY (who weirdly looks exactly like my Boyfriend, lol) AND COME REALISH IN THE CHAOS~

In A Sentimental Mood:

A Ruggie/Yuu one-shot

It had been a long day. Scratch that–it had been the longest year of Ruggie Bucchi and Yuu’s life! However, there was something especially trying these last 24 hours. Maybe it had something to do with how this was the first day off the both had (that lined up) in w e e k s and they STILL BOTH got called in to run some nonsensical errand. Or maybe it’s because when the First Year Squad were supposed to be babysitting Grim the entire first floor of Ramshackle got absolutely trashed.

Something about stupid bets, idiotic magic competition, and a prolonged chase. Afterwards, Rugs and Yuu had to help clean up! The aftermath of the wreckage was too much for the Hodge Podge group of freshmen.

What really topped the day off was the mission impossible scheme the couple failed to pull off. Originally, the two were simply planning to “borrow” on one Leonas (numerous) credit cards while the latter was passed out for an all-expenses-paid date out. It’s not like they were about to rob the second prince blind! Just a few trips to their usual thrifting stops, maybe hassle with a local boutique and then some semi-fancy free grub.

Instead they got caught two shops in when they decided to grab some food before being totally weighed down by paper shopping bags. Since they had a later start, Yuu suggested getting dinner to the new uppity wine-and-dine.

“C’mon Rugs~ When are we gonna have another chance to dine like Kings? And on a Royal Dime at that!” they foolishly (but successfully) tempted the poor Hyena into a little more Mischievous than the two realized.

Too bad their Dinner Date got cut short from one of the waiters recognizing the Sunset Savannah Royal Seal on Leona’s card. It took an hour and a half of being corralled into a backroom, 3 ominous threats of calling the police, snarky back talk and just general arguing before Leona strutted into the Restaurant and vouched for his underclassmen. Seeing the lazy Lion not only WAKE UP, but come off campus was a bit of a surprise for the thief couple.

What wasn’t as surprising was his smug, diva face while declaring that they would need to pay him back for disturbing his nap. After hasty, and admittedly sheepish, promises to the Prince, he collected his missing card and strutted back to campus. Luckily, he was secretly a bit of a softy towards his unofficial Vice and the magicless Perfect that saved his life (and probably his status for not ratting him out to his older brother). It’s safe to say while making the switch a decent stack of Thaumarks was placed in Ruggie’s wallet.

So yeah, in a word, the day had been a bit of a shitshow. A clusterfuck of misfortunate events (and if it weren’t for Leona, Yuu and Ruggie would not only be in some kind of jail but also flat broke).

But finally–finally–this hardworking hyena Beastman and the Ramshackle Perfect were about to have some peace and quiet! A moment for just the two of them. A small, precious moment late at night. After the longest night of their collective lives, the two were able to cuddle up and appreciate what they had. Even if all they had was encompassed by long, tiring days and horrendous luck… and having the bend to the whims of some of the brattiest Divas of NRC.

Regardless, this time isn’t about them. It’s about Ruggie Bucchi and Yuu enjoying what left they had of their day off, Damnnit!

“Ya’ know,” Yuu hummed into where their face was buried for max comfort; Ruggie’s chest. “Today wasn’t a total bust.”

Ruggie snickered sarcastically as his left hand paused its petting motion through his significant other’s hair. He was clearly only humoring his lover's thought process, yet paying attention all the same.

“I’m just saying it wasn’t a total loss,” they began to half-jokingly argue, “I still got to spend the day with you. Besides, you gotta admit it was pretty funny watching that stupid manager’s annoying face drop when Prince Grumpy strutted in all pissy!”

“Shee Shee Shee! Fair enough, Sugar! Good thing he didn’t realize Leona’s always cranky… or that His Majesty~ was mostly just pissed he had to wake up.” Ruggie answered playfully.

“It was kinda sweet of him for letting us, mostly, off the hook though. He even let us keep our goodies along with that sneaky bonus,” Yuu mentioned while lazily motioning towards the small mound of shopping bags and the miscellaneous items inside.

“Pleeeease~ He probably spends more on a single earring than we did with his card and cash combined,” Rugs pouted enviously. To emphasize his pout, he completely encircled Yuu with his arms and clutched them tightly. He was hanging onto them tighter than a swiped snack from the cafeteria on Doughnut day.

“I don’t know,” his partner giggled in response, “Leona’s been such a softy lately… but his whole dark and brooding reputation gets in the way a bit.”

“Dark and brooding?” Ruggie snorted, “Dunno if Leona’s habits of lyin’ around counts as dark and brooding.”

Yuu tried to suppress their elated smirk at feeling the slight tremor of quiet laughter. “True, that’s more of Mal’s stick isn’t it? Angsty and depressed?”

“Nahhh, that’s Idia’s thing! Also, I still can’t wrap my head ‘round you calling Malleus by some nickname.” His laughter died down as he scrunched his nose at the thought of his partner so buddy-buddy with one of Twisted Wonderland’s most powerful mages. And a crown Prince… with servants and castles and-

“You do realize that Malleus is like a GIANT kid right? I mean, yeah he’s some super powerful wizard-”

“Mage!”

“...whatever. He’s an absolute beast when it comes to magic and whatnot, but he’s got this whole ‘homeschooled only child’ vibe going on and honestly? It’s a little pathetic, in a cute stray way.”

Ruggie didn’t really know how to feel about his partner’s revelation. On one hand, he knew they were just friends and had befriended each other longer before Yuu realized Malleus’ status. That didn’t necessarily make it any easier to cover up the inherent inferiority or the slight unsettling fear. Good thing they didn’t feel the usual pressure of this world’s social ladder… but that doesn’t mean they won’t start worrying if he stayed lost in thought for too long.

“.......what was your world like for you to turn out so weird?”

“Hey!”

Ruggie continued to laugh, but it came out a little bit strained. Yuu finally glanced up in order to catch a glimpse of their boyfriend’s adorable pout. His lightly scrunched eyebrows and the way his ears seemed to fold-in on themselves made him look like a grumpy puppy. Absurdly cute, but clearly bothered, and they both had had such a long day t wouldn’t be right not to cheer him back up!

“Oh, c’mere!” the Perfect said through teasing giggles as they flipped Ruggie over to switch positions.

Rugs was currently (and quite contently) snuggled face first into his lover's chest; enjoying the sound of their heartbeat along with the comfortable extra cushioning. His arms reached slightly down to wrap around their waist snuggly as the two pairs of legs naturally crisscrossed at the joints. The moment he fully relaxed was when Yuu started to softly pet his bushy hair and scratch along the base of his ears.

Pure Heaven.

“Were you getting grumpy because I kept mentioning Leona and Malleus?” the Perfect lovingly taunted now that he was trapped and attacked (with euphoric head scratches) in his weak spot. Truly, an idiots mirage of paradise.

“C’mon Sweet Cheeks! Ya Couldn’t’ve least let me keep my pride?” Rugs whined, quickly going back to frowning deeply but unable to hold it for long. There was no chance in all of Twisted Wonderland he could stay “upset” while his precious Dandelion Fluff’s fingers softly caressed his sensitive ears. At least he could cover-up the way he melted, burying himself further into their figure. Luckily, Yuu was already squeezing him closure with a burst of affection,

“Don’t worry, my silly Hyena, the only one I was focused on today was you. The only one I wanted to spend time with was you. And the only person I think of from dawn till dusk, and dream about the whole night through, will always be you, Ruggie Bucchi.” Yuu declared playfully, then slowly breathlessly serious with a sappy amount of affection as they watched Ruggie's tail wave faster and faster.

“Shee shee shee,” Rugs bashfully replied, “where did all that come from outta nowhere?”

Yuu wistfully sighed, “I guess I’m just in a sentimental mood.”

The two shared some playful hushed whispers until Ruggie had to turn his head to hide a yawn. His attempt was futile however, as Yuu caught it–but instead of teasing him over it they simply snuggled him closer and quietly sang an old, sweet crooner love song from their home world. Despite the long day, it felt blissfully short as the two peacefully drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.

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thatoneudguy · 6 months

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Ok so I'm just gonna do 1 final hc post abt the rest of the characters. Bc yea

Matthew Taylor

He likes sports but he does actually try to engage with his friend's hobbies- e.g going shopping with Em and Jess, and he's definitely sat and listened to Mike rant abt politics or sth before. Hannah's bugs made him get over any fear he had of insects.

He's very patient and friendly but when he gets mad he gets MAD. (we see that in game anyway tho tbh).

Ashley often helps him with homework.

He has ADHD.

He has a younger sister.

He has pet guinea pigs that he loves and Jess always jokes she only hangs out with him for them.

He's pansexual.

He's had a tiny little crush on Josh before.

He was decent friends with Mike before everything.

Even after him and Em break up he stays as a close friend of hers.

He's a bit of a pushover.

Michael Munroe (I'll be as nice to him as I can).

After UD he develops a fascination with wolves.

He's not actually as well-off as some of the other kids in the group, and he's sort of insecure about it which led to him putting up his whole confident guy charade which evolved into him being a massive dickhead.

His mother passed away when he was young and his Dad is an asshole. He spends most of his time out of his own house and his own bedroom is quite empty.

He scares quite easily and when he's alone he often ends up talking to himself just so there's a distraction.

When he's alone his whole persona comes crashing down. Part of why he fears isolation.

He has ADD, and he also has narcisstic traits.

He's also autistic but thats more me and my friend projecting when we write him lol.

He's pretty smart in the subjects he likes but he lacks common sense and does lots of dumb things.

He lived in Florida until he was 14.

He's demiromantic bisexual.

He needs to feel useful or he gets quite upset. This often ends up with him taking on the sort of 'leader' role in the group.

He tends to clash with Josh a lot, and Beth.

Christopher Hartley

He's not a massive fan of animals. He's either scared of them or complains about them being dirty/diseased.

He's trans.

He isn't into doing sports but he is surprisingly strong.

He's autistic.

He knows basically everything about technology and fuck all about anything else.

He did not pay attention in most of his subjects and then would end up going to Ashley for help and she'd scold him.

When he was young and first met Josh's sisters he was just. Amazed by the fact Hannah was allowed to be a girl.

He had a short-lived crush on Hannah as a kid. And it was mostly envy.

When he was a kid he had long hair, which he complained about until he got a 'compromise' with sort of medium hair length. When he was 15 he chopped it all off himself and has had it short ever since. (he was also in so much trouble).

He has quiet bpd. (this is sort of projection ignore me pls. I have my reasons I am not going to explain them here).

He's biromantic demisexual.

He's pretty much always had a massive crush on Josh that he barely realised.

He's generally just kind of a disaster bi.

He's very quick to get defensive and upset.

He tends to go way too far with pranks and the only people who can ever really reel him back in are Josh and Ashley.

#FINALLY DONE #until dawn #chris hartley #christopher hartley #mike munroe #michael munroe #matthew taylor #matt taylor #ud matt #ud chris #ud mike

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haisuu · 7 months

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Can you do you write Hcs or scenarios with Arturo Ace Whit and Charles joining there lover father for a driving test just to get his blessing and this happen (Driving Test video is base on Phineas and Ferb Driving Test Watz)

I’ll Try My Best!

A (Driver’s) Test

Arturo; Ace; Whit; Charles x Reader (separate)

Summary: They’ve got to get your father’s blessing..shouldn’t be that hard right? Just a simple drivers test, and they’ll be done! But it turns out to be a bit more complex than expected…

a/n: I’m just trying to get back to a consistent posting schedule rn lol (it’s not happening)

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Arturo Giles!

He must admit, your parents did not match up to your beauty at all! But he does need your father’s blessing…

When he hears about the idea of a drivers test, he becomes a bit skeptical though…

Oh, whatever! If they have any sense in them, then they should make it easy, right?

…Nope.

As soon as he saw the upcoming trip he’d have to endure, he instantly felt a sense of fear for a brief moment.

But, he’d do anything for you! So he’ll do it, just to get this over with and get your father’s blessing!

He was able to ace the test, flying colors! But he must admit, your family is quite..eccentric.

“Y/n, your family is..interesting, to say the least.” He said, as you chuckled alongside him.

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Ace Markey!

He’s a scaredy cat, he’s not making it let’s be real..might as well try though, right? …right?

Yeah, before the test even starts he’s already muttering screaming at himself to get out of here..

But in the end, he can’t, he needs your father’s blessing and he’d do anything for you!

Yeah, he ended up crashing into the lake and had to be saved by your dad to make sure he didn’t drown..

Safe to say..he didn’t pass the test, but your dad still cut him some slack and gave him his blessing anyway, so..success?

On the way home, he rambled to you about how he both was not scared at all and how he felt like he’d piss his pants every single second that passed by.

“Your father practically tried to kill me, love! I don’t know what he’s thinking to be honest..”

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Whit Young!

He’s..not too scared when he sees the following driving path. I mean sure he might die in the lake but he’ll be ok! Right?

He’s already met your father and he was a kind man, so it was perhaps unexpected to see a bit of a grueling task, but he wasn’t too worried.

I mean, he was sure he was going to pass, cracking a joke or too before the test started.

…he ended up crashing into the lake…he didn’t die though, so that’s good!

Your father decided to have mercy on him, recognizing the chemistry between you two!

And now, here Whit was, rambling over the fact he almost died, he seemed to have gotten over it quick though, since he was now teasing you as usual.

“Come on, Y/n! You totally were missing me while I was doing the test, weren’t you?”

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Charles Cuevas!

To say Charles was skeptical about the test was understatement..he didn’t find the need for it quite frankly. It’s evident you two love each other, so there’s really no need, right?

Oh, but he’s absolutely head over heels for you, if he dies professing his love to you this way, he’ll die happy, so he’ll do it.

When your father first met him, he thought Charles was perfect for you in almost every way!

He was only concerned that Charles wouldn’t put in the effort or make you feel safe and comfortable in the relationship. Which is why he felt he needed Charles to take this test.

Charles had a few nerves going into it, mainly worried about the lake, and the sharp turns. But he knew he’d be able to do it.

Safe to say, he passed! He was very happy, but only let a small smile onto his face as he saw you smile with glee.

You two decided to walk home, your house wasn’t far anyway! And he needed a bit of a break.

“I told you I could do it, Y/n. Did you really doubt me?” He said in a both teasing yet serious tone to you.

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Hey, Hey, Hey! Hope you enjoyed! Please know that I have huge mental/writer’s blocks when it comes to writing so please be patient! I do appreciate all the requests though! Please be safe, take care of yourself, and have fun! Bye!

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mareenavee · 1 year

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34 and 5 for either Teldryn or Nyenna or both! They're so fun to read.

Hello, hello! :D These Skyrim OC asks are really fun, actually. Let's make this post go back around again! Game is here.

This'll be a fairly long one, with perhaps some things I've not spoken about much if at all for 5. (also some HC world things besides character stuff in there obviously lol)

Skyrim Asks for Nyenna, Teldryn & Athis (because I can) from my fic The World on Our Shoulders!

34. What is their most preferred weapon type? (Ex: Glass dagger, dwarven bow, etc)

Nyenna's preferred weapon is magic as we know. Specifically her Bound Bow which she learned early on with Farengar's help. In Whiterun, she trained with Aela often, if not daily, trying to get the hang of it. She's also not bad with Fire magic and Bound Swords.

Teldryn's preferred weapon is Chillrend. He's best with any one-handed swords. He is, after all the best swordsman in Morrowind. Probably in Skyrim too, to be honest, but I imagine he'd not want the province in any part of his title (: He's also not that bad with magic, though not nearly as quick about learning it as Nyenna can be. Oh what was that? How did he come across Chillrend of all things? Well! I might have a snippet for you.

“Are you going to tell everyone you meet who I am?” she asked as they began the trek out of town. Teldryn waved absently to a few of the guards who saluted him as he passed.

“I won’t have to after a while,” he said. “But no, like I said, Glover’s a friend and we’re Guildmates. He’d have found out from someone else anyway and been disappointed in me.”

“Couldn’t imagine why,” Nyenna muttered dryly. She waved dismissively. “What guild, by the way?”

“Thieves’ Guild, in Riften,” Teldryn said. He unsheathed the sword he carried at his side. The icy blue glass glinted, even with the clouds of ash blocking most of the light. “It’s where I got this.”

“Nice. It’s enchanted…strongly, actually. Frost?” Nyenna said, leaning close to examine it.

“Exactly. And Paralysis, sometimes. It’s named Chillrend. I got it off the corpse of some bastard who was harassing my friend and embezzling money from the Guild. That’s a whole story itself – and the reason I even got in with them to begin with,” Teldryn boasted. “Do you have a problem with thieves? Would you want to meet any of my friends in the Guild?”

“Well, no not exactly. Gods know I had to steal plenty to survive over the years. I don’t know that I’ll necessarily have…ehm…time for guilds, though. After this, eventually, I’ll need to go home and – ”

“You don’t look like the type,” Teldryn interrupted. Nyenna sighed.

“It’s my understanding that thieves generally…shouldn’t,” Nyenna said.

Athis is also fairly fast and prefers one-handed swords. He's terrible with magic, so he relies on his not-inconsiderable strength instead. He uses Skyforge Steel whenever possible. Usually a sword, but sometimes a dagger. He also carries a small hunting knife as well.

5. What were they doing before their adventure officially began?

Nyenna's adventure began, I think, the night she crossed the border into Skyrim. She had no idea of the kind of adventure she was stepping into, of course, or who she would become. But here's the events that led up to that catalyst.

The first being the night before Helgen. She and Eris had been moving under the cover of darkness from Bruma to try and cross the border into Skyrim relatively undetected. They hadn't slept in a couple days, having been spotted trying to resupply in town, despite not seeing any obvious in-uniform Thalmor. But of course, that doesn't mean anything. All it took was to slow down for a second for the Justiciars to find them and begin pursuit. It had been close, but at one point they believed for sure that they were on the other side of it. They didn't know that Skyrim was also swarming with Thalmor or much about the Civil War at all. There had been rumors, but nothing definite and no time to confirm -- at least not in Nyenna's case. We're not sure about Eris and what he knew. It must have been dangerous information, because rather than being captured, he was eliminated on sight right on the border in the middle of the night. All it took was one wrong turn, and they were cornered. Nyenna escaped by the will of one God or the next, and we know how this part of her story begins.

Teldryn had his life on pause, more or less, before Nyenna showed up and changed all that for him. He has a sort of innate restlessness that he tries and often fails to ignore, despite everything. That said, I do actually have a whole chapter about the few weeks of Teldryn's life before this adventure starts for him. It has one of my favorite titles I've ever decided on, too! He needs a whole post -- no, probably more like multiple one-shot stories to cover bits and pieces of his time before Raven Rock in 4E201-2, so we'll save that idea for later (:

And now onto the tea for Athis. We know what he was doing before Nyenna showed up. He didn't know how much his life would change just by rescuing her with the help of his friends, though. He was and still is a Companion. He'd been out with Vilkas and Farkas on the way home to Whiterun when she'd been attacked by Vampires. We know this. So how about further back? What about before Athis made it to Whiterun? What about before even his time in Windhelm? What about what things were like for him in Morrowind? Yes, I think that will do. I had hinted at this a little in a couple earlier chapters in his perspective, but he suppresses these memories as much as he can. Who wouldn't? This he hasn't even told Nyenna, his wife. He has secrets, too, and he tries hard to make sure they never see the light.

He had been part of the resurgence of the Camonna Tong in New Balmora. Not by choice. Never by choice. He would have died without their interference, though. He had been an urchin, abandoned as a child in the slums, left in the care of a shoeless priest and one of the last, last remnants of tribunal worship (though he did not preach by this point) who did whatever he could to feed the orphans of New Balmora. (This priest character, actually, is inspired directly by a one from a book. Kudos if you can guess which.)

The major point of no return happened to Athis when he was around 21 (so same lifestage of about 14 if he was human.) He'd been on his own for some time, but would share whatever he could steal with the other orphans and the priest and be on his way. Athis, however, was prone to illnesses of all sorts, mostly due to malnutrition and other such complications, so sometimes he'd still have to stay in the moldy, ashen basement with the other orphans. All of this made it hard to stay healthy enough to be as careful and quiet as he should when he could manage to get out.

On one such occasion, he'd been caught trying to steal from a mark who happened to be Camonna Tong, though he didn't know. It'd been a rumor they'd been back in business, but where was unknown to most by then. All young Athis knew is the man had money and that he was starving. Of course he got caught, and rather than being killed -- it wouldn't do even for the scum that the Camonna Tong are to off a teenager in the middle of the street -- he was brought into the guild and given a choice. Pay back for the crime or die a cruel and miserable death in the darkness.

It didn't seem like much of a choice. Except it would be a debt that none could ever afford to reckon with, and Athis wasn't even the only one in his exact same situation. What else could he do, terrified as he was? Work for them or die. And what if he tried to escape? He learned the hard way that even when you think you have nothing, they still can take things from you. The priest, for instance, was a casualty of his first escape attempt a year later. And that cowed him. He wouldn't be able to escape at all for another 8 years. 8 years of doing the bidding of a group of nasty, evil people. 8 years of blood on his hands, no matter how young he was. 8 full years of horror he'd otherwise forget. He did escape at great personal cost, because again, he wasn't the only one pressed into this kind of service, and allies outside of the Camonna Tong were hard to come by. He was the only one to get out alive, and only just barely. Thank whatever Gods would listen that it was nearly impossible for him to be followed the route he fled through. He faced mortal danger from both directions and somehow survived it all.

I think he joined the Companions because deep down he might still be trying to make up for what he'd had no choice but to do. Like if he could just do enough good, the darkness would disappear from him. All of it still lurks deep down, though. It can't be forgotten, as hard as he tries.

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jerzwriter · 2 years

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Sunday Six

I was so excited to have enough WIPs in progress and felt enthusiastic enough to do a Sunday Six this week! 😊

I will say I'm missing Tobias & Casey terribly, and the final part of Friends will be out tonight, so I'm eager to get back to work on their HC since their wedding date is November 12th this year, and you know, my crazy ass wants to post their wedding fic on that date. lol

The Ethan/Kaycee smut sneak peek below is courtesy of @wanderingamongthewildflowers. I got your ask, and I'm doing it!

And I am going to keep exploring Eli & Zoe from WTD. The story has given me more excitement for writing than I've had in a long time, and I'm finding that spills over into my other work.

So enough rambling. I have a sneak peek at SIX upcoming fics below. I hope you enjoy them!

Unnamed Roleplay Smut | Open Heart, Tobias x Casey

Tobias was quick on Casey’s heels as she breezed down the stairs and into the kitchen. She was doing her best to conceal her amusement at his increasing exasperation. She popped open a plastic container of carrot sticks, offering him one before biting into one herself.

“I don’t understand why you’re upset,” he stated. “You know the rules. If either of us isn’t down for it, we don’t do it…period. No questions asked, no feelings hurt… so if you don’t want to….”

“It’s not that I don’t want to,” she interrupted, “It’s just… why do you get to be the doctor while I have to be the nurse?”

“Is this what this is about?” he gaped.

“Yes, and don’t you dare say because I’m the girl!”

Grandparents Day Part 3 | Open Heart, Tobias x Casey

With the excitement seemingly behind them, Vivian settled comfortably into her antique armchair. After a sip of the glass of ice water her son dutifully delivered, she fanned herself and set her eyes on Casey.

“Now, darling,” she spoke sweetly, taking the younger woman’s hand in hers. “I need to ask you, are you sure about this?”

Leaning against the sideboard, Tobias’s eyes went wide… he expected many things, but not this.

“MA!” he exclaimed. “Are you being serious here?”

“Shhh!” Vivian scolded. “Son, this conversation is between Casey and me. If your input is needed, we will consult with you. But I think we’ll do just fine without it.”

Vegas, Part 3 | Open Heart, Ethan x Casey

The song was coming to an end, and the effects of copious amounts of overpriced champagne were beginning to subside. She fixed her gaze on his unwavering eyes. She wanted to believe him. It wasn’t easy to push instinct to the side, but with those pools of crystal blue staring at her….

“You must think I’m stupid,” she whispered, nuzzling closer to his ears. “To believe you, after all this.”

“It sounds like you need some reassurance,” he replied, holding her closer. A moment passed as he worked up his nerve, then he lifted her chin. “Will this do?”

Unnamed Office Smut | Open Heart, Ethan x Kaycee

“Would you… would you just… stop,” the delightful sounds of her giggles began to fill the air, but there was nothing sweet about his intentions. One hand pulled at her lab coat as the other unbuttoned her blouse. His mouth was exploring her neck with such intense wonder you would think he had never done it before. The tickling of his beard along her sensitive skin turned the giggles into laughs, and she finally forced herself away.

“OK, stop, Ethan,” she smiled as she buttoned up her top. “We’re not doing this here.”

Undetered, his hands were on her waist, his lips feasting at the spot just below her ear.

“Stop,” he breathed, as his focus returned to rid her of her blouse. “It’s not as if we haven’t done this here before.”

“Yeah,” Casey grinned, weakening under his touch, “but that was before….”

Unnamed Smut | Wake the Dead, Eli & Zoe (Though this isn't really the smut part... lol... but it gets them there.)

She inhaled deeply as she pulled back her bowstring, releasing it only as her arrow flew toward its target… and missed.

“Damn!” she cursed, dropping her bow to the ground in frustration. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me today! Thankfully it’s just practice, and we’re not fighting off drones.”

“But you may need to do that at any moment,” he answered gruffly. “So you have to figure out what the barrier is and fix it.”

Zoe’s expression began to fall, then she turned her eyes away. She wasn’t used to this. She was always on her game. Her cheeks flushed red as she tried to determine what was upsetting her more… that she was letting herself down or that she might be disappointing Eli. Then, as if he could read her mind, he was at her side.

“Don’t be so hard on yourself. You’re still one of the best snots in the colony,” he consoled.

With his reassurance comforting her, she looked at him with a mischievous smirk on her lips.

“Some would say I’m the best shot in the colony,” she winked.

His lips turned up with amusement, but he quickly shook it off, attempting to masquerade it as an annoyance.

“Well, some would be wrong,” he smirked.

Unnamed Crossover CrackFic| Ethan Ramsey, Thomas Hunt, Drake Walker, Eli Sipes, Tyril Starfury

“So, what are you in for?”

“Excuse me?” Ethan asked, annoyed that he was forced to look up from his book as they waited.

“I said what are you in for,” the tweed-jacketed man extended his hand, to Ethan’s horror, but he took it nevertheless. “The name’s Thomas, Thomas Hunt. And I could tell by the look on your face that you didn’t come here of your own volition either.”

“Ethan,” he replied. “You make it sound like we were sentenced,” he grumbled as Thomas shrugged.

Surrendering, Ethan closed his book with a deep sigh. “My boss… my mentor… he’s more like a father really… he insisted I come here… I need to knock down walls… I’m closing myself off… it’ll do more harm than good…” he mocked with a shaking head. “You’d think it was the goddamn end of the world.”

Both men turned their heads at the sound of loud scoff from the back of the room. Taking one look at the other man's attire, Ethan muttered under his breath.

“Maybe this is boot camp.”

Thomas did his best to contain a chuckle as he addressed the younger man.

“Thomas,” he nodded, “and you are?”

“Eli,” he stated flatly.

“And what was so funny, Eli?”

“Just what he said.”

“About?” Ethan asked.

“The end of the world,” Eli half-smiled. “Trust me, neither of you would survive."

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slushiebonez · 5 months

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damn they killed me from ur inbox...

dexter 0,6,8

Frfr top ten tumblr moments ever. Anyways HAHAHAH YES A CHANCE TO TALK ABT MY GUY (also sorry I took so long I had to go to a volunteer event)

0. - The first thing I think of when I see the character

Honestly? @/dexter-erotoph's art is a quick popup for me. I found his account when I first got into Spooky Month and it definitley helped enhance my initial levels of Dexter mania into the frothing torrent it is today. Seeing the Dexter Paws[TM] post in an urgent care clinic is still a core memory lol (Odie if you see this you rock dude :3). Otherwise I think abt how cute he is (lol), how tragic he is, and Warrior Cats in descending order. Something something murder cat connection idk man I connect everything to Warriors in my brain lol. OH and ratcandy bc im still obsessed with it

6. - A theory about them I think is unlikely

Hmmmmmmmmm this one takes a little thinkin, mainly bc people don't usually make alot of theories related to Dex lol. I guess I'd have to say the Dexter Velseb theory, I love the theory / concept so much and worm it into my ideas often, but in terms of "things that are actually likely to be canon" I feel like the Dexter Velseb theory is pretty low down. Won't stop me though

8. - A sad / evil HC for them

:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDD YIPPPEEE I have. A lot lmao. A few of them like off the top of my head

- Before Unwanted Guest happened he was a dude who actually liked kids alot, but after everything he can't stand them

- This is a little niche, I like to think he got his scratch from his first ever kill, a neighborhood cat. It jacked up his eye bc he was messing with it, and later on the cat came to "apologize" to the boy but Dexter's needs had begun to become more intense around that time and it was messing with him enough that when he saw a small warm body to overpower he just kinda went for it without thinking much. He buried the cat somewhere in the woods and everyone just thought it was missing, meaning a bunch of missing pet posters that kinda haunted lil Dexter for a while. And then Dexter would end up on the missing posters himself, with people thinking he was still findable.

- My man did not have a good home life!!! Especially because I like to toy with the whole Dexter Velseb theory, I don't think Bob would be the most nurturing or even-tempered parent. I also like to think its one of the reasons Dexter's needs are such a big issue for him, Bob saw a little boy with psychological issues and instead of taking him to see someone he totally fed into and encouraged them

- Dexter is still sort of tethered to his body, he can't re-enter it because Moloch refuses to let him in but because of his death and the state of his body Dexter can't really pass on and keeps coming back to it. Imagine staring down at your own mangled body flopped on a morgue table watching a lady try to pull the teeth out of your head because she's made a sort of pet project out of your brutal death. And your own eyes are staring back at you with loathing.

- Speaking of body, Moloch taking his body hurt. REAL bad. I mean, he had extended hardened claws, teeth piercing through his mask, horns.... that definitely wasn't an easy transformation. I don't think Dexter got kicked from the body right away and could feel Moloch stealing his body and beginning to destroy it. I can't remember who made it but I remember seeing art of Dexter post-mortem where because the mask stayed on during his body reshaping it messed up his face real bad, imagine feeling your bones and muscles reformat but your head is basically stuck in a bit ziploc bag. Dexter got kicked out of the body pretty fast but the sensation sticks with him, and watching the transformation finish from the sidelines probably wasn't a good feeling

- This is a little more AU-ish but if Dexter got his body back I think it would be almost worse, I can't imagine being forced to live again post-mortem for the 3rd time would be pleasant mentally, and also his body is now ruined enough that it's impossible for him to return to his old life. Not just in an appearance way but probably internally too, a body somewhere between life and death is probably a bit rusty on the insides. So he's kinda stuck, bc he can't really get a new body and his old body isn't worth it anymore, but he can't let go of it

I like to bully Dexter alot as a form of endearment lol, but I'll cut a little bit of the bitter with something sweet - I like to think the cat in his missing photo is his pet cat, her name is Sasha and she helps that loser man calm down :3 I also like to think he collects taxidermy and tries to make it himself, some of it is a little botched tho lol

Anyways, thank you for asking!!! (And indulging me w/ talking abt Dexter lmao)

#eeeeeeee dexter my beloved dexter #spooky month #spooky month dexter #sm dexter

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Heyy how are you I want to ask if u are willing to make a hc for xiao and child and who ever u want when they ignore they oc for lumin/aether and they're oc think they are tired of them with happy ending. Thanks and have a nice day

Sorry it took so long!!!! Sorry though anon, I’ll do Xiao first and then Childe later (Xiao turned out longer than expected XD)

Characters: gn! reader x Xiao

Headcanon/Short Fic? Turned out longer than I intended lol.

Warnings: slight angst, maybe a lot. idk. Not proofread. Fluff in the end. F word.

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Xiao

“Xiao, how about today? Are you free today?” You’ve been asking him if he’d wanted to take a nice relaxing walk with you for a while now. You think that he’s been working too hard and needed more breaks.

“...Not today,” he doesn’t even look at you when he’s saying this. His eyes are glued to the archway leading into Wangshu Inn.

You know who he’s waiting for and lo and behold, Lumine comes strolling in, just passing the archway and Xiao straightens up.

You really don’t have anything against Lumine but you also can’t help the slight jealous streak bubbling up from the pits of your stomach

“...Okay. Be careful then,” you don’t say much other than that, not expecting a lot but, as if sensing your unease he turns to you, thoughtful gaze on his face. You stare back at him and tilt your head in slight wonder.

He lifts his hand to barely graze your cheek, the tips of his fingers tickling it. “I’ll be back,” and the next moment with a slight whistle of the wind, he’s gone. When you look down at the archway of Wangshu Inn, he’s standing next to Lumine already.

You take a moment to watch the scene and turn away to go back to Liyue, a heavy feeling in your chest.

For the next few days you get busy with some paperwork for your job. You hadn’t passed by the inn in a few days. “...Not that Xiao’s free, anyway,” you tell yourself and keep at it during work. You get frequent headaches at work when you stress out too much and so you do make it a point to try and de-stress once in a while or take short breaks.

“He must like Lumine a lot... or something...” You think to yourself one day while looking out your window and up at the moon. “...Or he just... doesn’t care about me anymore...” You blink as a picture of Lumine flashes in your mind’s eyes. “...She is kinda pretty... and strong... and capable...”

You feel yourself getting slightly depressed so you stop thinking about it and go on with your daily tasks.

After a week has passed you were busy at work when there’s suddenly a commotion at the front desk. “Uh, Y/N, there’s someone looking for you...” your co-worker says, pointing at the entrance of the shop, a perturbed look on her face.

You wonder who it could be and stroll up over there and to your surprise Xiao is glaring at you like you’d done something wrong, arms crossed and everything. “Where were you?! You didn’t come for a week!” Your other co-workers loitering around glance at you and him.

You blink, shocked at his outburst, “Oh, I... was busy,” Xiao seems to let out a long sigh and turns around, “Come walk with me for a bit,” he demands and you get slightly annoyed that he can just stroll in there and demand what he wants and yet you can’t even get a moment with him when YOU want to.

“I’m not on break, so no,” you hold your ground and step back, he twirls around, his turn to be shocked at your refusal. You never refused to spend time with him. He keeps quiet but searches your gaze. “Alright I’ll wait till you’re done then,” he’s about to walk away but you’ve just about had it.

“You don’t have to do anything for me... You’re better off spending time with Lumine, I’m not that interesting,” You say before you could think about it. Your co-workers are watching the scene unfold but before Xiao can say anything you’ve turned around and disappeared into the back of the shop.

Xiao is even more shocked, you were always good-natured and he’s left standing there in the middle of the shop slowly realizing that he might have fucked up somewhere. He gives your co-workers a dirty glare though before stalking off and waiting outside your workplace for the rest of the day.

“Oh... You’re still here,” You were secretly hoping he still was but you were also extremely tired and could feel the dull pain of a headache starting.

Xiao is silent again but gives you a once over. Then he fumbles with something in his pocket and hands you a vial with some liquid in it. You blink down at it but receive it, turning the small glass around in your hands.

He finally offers an explanation, turning his gaze away from you. “...The traveller said there’s a flower up on the mountains that helps with headaches...” he gives a slight pause here. “It was a little difficult to gather so it took a few days but... we got enough and turned it into an ointment,”

You’re taken aback. So... all those times were actually...“You... For me?” You look up at him, clutching the vial carefully, getting teary eyed at the emotional roller coaster of a week you’ve had.

He senses your distress and turns his eyes towards you once again and just gives a small nod. You suddenly feel guilty and let a few tears fall, not exactly crying but just on the edge of it. “I’m sorry Xiao, I thought--”

“Idiot,” he grabs your arm and pulls you closer to wipe away your tears. You manage to breathe out a small chuckle as he does so. He already knows what you were worried and upset about. “....I’d never replace you,”

It was so soft that you might have missed it if you didn’t listen carefully, but you heard it and a smile forms on your face, you lean in to kiss him on the cheek “Thank you Xiao!”

A slight pink forms on his cheeks, there wasn’t a lot of people this late at night but it still got him shy. “Wh-Whatever, just try it out and let me know,” he crosses his arms again and starts walking away but you follow him happily.

“I’ll try it out now, can we take a quick stroll right after?” You ask, falling in step next to him. This time, he agrees. And although he acts tough and everything through the night stroll, you’ll suddenly notice that you’ve been holding hands by the end of it.

“Don’t disappear like that again, even if you do I’ll come looking for you,”

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0tivez · 2 years

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i love all ur posts so so much!!! thinking about being childhood friends with gojo/geto/nanami/toji and how protective they would be of you😵‍💫😵‍💫even if it was a no-curses au

jjk men as your childhood friend

note: aah thank you anon!! sorry this took so long to finish, i wrote it 3 times cause i just couldn't be pleased with it :/ i added an apology gift at the bottom!! anyways this is part hc/part scenario aka a mess cause i just couldn't do either by itself. also, i don't know how but these all sort of turned out angsty? just a little bit

characters: gojo, geto, nanami, toji

warnings: female reader, no curses au, toxic geto (not surprised), inexplicit nsfw toji (duh), mentions of p.e class, swearing

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gojo

⁜ childhood friend gojo was a menace

⁜ he would bite other kid's ancles it's canon

⁜ he wouldn't bite yours <3

⁜ he would drag you two into trouble all. the. time

⁜ you bought him candy every time you two would meet

⁜ he was home schooled so he didn't have any friends except for you

⁜ he moved to your school after you two met

⁜ he got popular pretty quick

⁜ he threatened boys to not come near you lol

⁜ would talk about girls all the time

⁜ knew nothing about games, he had strict parents so he wasn't

⁜ allowed any games (don't come at me with oh but he was spoiled he had strict parents that man is the product of a strict parent's kid left free in the wild aka jujutsu tech)

⁜ you taught him how to play mario kart

⁜ he would come to your house just to play mario kart lol mf would beat your ass in that game too

⁜ called you 'bestie' before it was cool

⁜ your mom loved him, dad hated him

⁜ at 14, your dad talked to him about treating you right and not breaking your heart

⁜ coincidentally, he left for a mysterious, prestigious boarding school without saying goodbye

⁜ who knew your first heart break would be over your best friend?

⁜ you got over him after years

⁜ you never truly felt connected to anyone as you did with gojo, both romantically and friendly

⁜ honestly, you never really thought about him romantically as a kid. however, as years passed by, you realized you had feelings for him after all

⁜ gojo had a picture of you, put neatly on his messy desk at jujutsu tech his boarding school

⁜ like, his room would be inhabitable but your picture would sit perfectly neat on his desk

⁜ he would often stalk you, follow you in the streets if he ever got the chance to

⁜ once you left for college, he completely lost your track

⁜ he got over you (eventually)

⁜ you two ran into each other years later, he was crowded with women. you honestly had thought he was a celebrity

⁜ he got MUCH prettier after puberty

⁜ he thought you looked as pretty as ever, though

⁜ you were angry at him at first, but aah it was years ago. he must have had his reasons

⁜ he did not mature AT ALL

⁜ he would get you two in trouble again, constantly getting yelled at by shop keepers and stuff

⁜ you couldn't imagine a generation gojo would raise after you heard he was a teacher

⁜ but the students loved you!!

⁜ especially nobara, though she couldn't understand why someone like you would ever look at a dumbass like him

⁜ "n-no, wait, we're not--"

⁜ you saw them a lot after, too, since they move around tokyo a lot

⁜ gojo would occasionally send flowers to your workplace

⁜ your dad still hated gojo

⁜ gojo flirts with your mom a lot

⁜ KQKSKKASK your dad came to accept him as he is. gojo often comes to dinner with your parents, so he really didn’t have much choice anyways lol

⁜ gojo would trash talk your exes

⁜ he would shit on you for having a terrible taste

⁜ somehow, all your dates would ditch on you? that had never happened before

⁜ one day you were texting this guy, next day he was gone

⁜ “that’s weird” gojo says “must be cause of your shitty taste”

⁜ “yeah not everyone’s perfect like you”

⁜ "i'm perfect? well, don’t stop there, go on love"

⁜ "not gonna boost your ego, nice try"

⁜ "well, i just think a beauty like you shouldn't waste her time on no good guys like them"

⁜ "what would you know about good guys anyways?"

⁜ "i'm a good guy! i would treat you right, you know?"

⁜ pause

⁜ "you serious?"

⁜ "aah, well... i sorta had a crush on you. sorta."

⁜ "huh."

⁜ "and i can't say i really got over you."

⁜ "interesting. i suppose you are also the reason why i never had a--"

⁜ "well i can't help it if the boys are scared of me y'know? it's just my natural aura that scares people"

⁜ you slapped him on his chest "you fucker! i always thought something was wrong with me!"

⁜ "now now, let's not lie to ourselves." he smiled, leaning down on you. "i always made you feel special, didn't i?" his finger now gently tilting your chin

⁜ gojo grasped your cheek with his free hand, hand light as a feather as his finger on your chin worked its way up to your lips to gently brush over them.

⁜ "cat got your tongue? lemme see." his finger gently separated your lips. he examined your lips thoroughly. finally, his lips met yours in a soft kiss. you could almost feel the fireworks behind you and the audience going 'finally!'

⁜ "so glad we got to meet again." he breathed against your lips

geto

⁜ met him in kindergarden

⁜ picks flowers for you

⁜ shares his bento with you during lunch breaks

⁜ saw your hair braided once, asked you to braid his too

⁜ this kid is super sweet

⁜ his teen self was a bit more… manipulative

⁜ your mom ADORES him

⁜ she already has wedding plans for you

⁜ your dad tries so hard to dislike him, he just can't

⁜ geto puts extra effort into having a good relationship with your parents

⁜ he would also scare boys away from you, and then blame it on you

⁜ SO, you would feel so down and upset, and he could cheer you up

⁜ no one else could cheer you up like him

⁜ he was your only shoulder to cry on

⁜ oh how he loved that

⁜ he taught you how to bake

⁜ this man is the perfect malewife, so naturally as a kid, he was a malewife in the making

⁜ super athletic

⁜ forces you to join him during p.e

⁜ he would keep you single to his liking while going around with girls

⁜ he was surprised that you weren’t jealous like he would be, you were just happy for him

⁜ knows how to braid hair, but acts like he doesn’t so you can play with his hair

⁜ “i have taught you this before, sugu.”

⁜ teases you a lot

⁜ "what's your type?"

⁜ "hmm... charming, funny, smart, tall"

⁜ "interesting. i know someone exactly like that"

⁜ flirts with you as a 'joke'

⁜ watches your weekly shows just so you can have someone to talk to about them

⁜ he tells you how in love you are with him every time you get mad at him

⁜ like

⁜ “i can’t believe you didn’t tell me you were talking with her!”

⁜ “i didn’t want you to get jealous cause you’re sooo in love with me”

⁜ “in your dreams, dumbass”

⁜ ice cream ‘dates’

⁜ best shopping buddy ever

⁜ you slowly lost contact after you moved away for college

⁜ you kinda realized how toxic he was most of the time

⁜ keeping you away from boys while he was often around girls himself

⁜ you still kept talking but it was just dry and boring

⁜ yeah geto is manipulative, are we even surprised?

it's what makes him sexy

⁜ AHEM

⁜ anyways

⁜ the calls and texts stopped after some time

⁜ you were surprised to see he had unfollowed you, especially right after you had posted a picture of your new boyfriend

⁜ "whatever" you thought to yourself

⁜ geto made sure to watch you behind closed doors

⁜ he made sure you were under his surveillance

⁜ you thought it was that easy to get rid of him? he made sure you would crawl back to him

⁜ who were you to leave him all alone while you were partying all day in college?

⁜ well, to be fair, you really did miss geto

⁜ your confidence wasn't high without him

⁜ this time, he wasn't there to call you pretty after a heart break

⁜ you crawled back to him eventually

⁜ connecting back with geto was easy but oh boy did he make sure you regretted every day you spent without him

⁜ the first time you met again, you made sure he knew about your intentions

⁜ he made sure you begged of him lol

⁜ anyways, some sacrifices to become his queen

⁜ you couldn't even wait that long to come back to him

⁜ and he made sure to remind you of that

⁜ "two years without me was too much for you, hm?"

⁜ he treated you like a queen. no one would dare hurt you, let alone come close to you

⁜ he made sure he was giving you anything you needed

⁜ he knew you like the inside of his palm

⁜ brings up your childhood memories a lot

⁜ would fuss about something childish you did. as a child.

⁜ yeah, your newfound relationship with geto might be a bit problematic, but he made you happy nevertheless

nanami

⁜ absolute sweetheart

⁜ are we even surprised? this man is perfection

⁜ your mom's friend's son

⁜ your mom liked him, kinda found him a bit boring ngl

⁜ as long as you're happy i guess

⁜ well as a kid, he was pretty asocial

⁜ not cause he didn't have the ability to be social, he just hated everyone and everything, even as a child

⁜ you were a loner too, so you two got along alright when you got paired in class

⁜ you loved his blonde hair. so one day, he cut a piece from his hair and gave it to you

⁜ kinda creepy but i mean kids are creepy anyways lol

⁜ buys you books as birthday gifts

⁜ he would do anything you wanted to

⁜ go shopping? great. go to the park? he liked the park anyways

⁜ at your home one night, watching a film, you saw a couple kissing.

⁜ "i definitely know how to do that" (untrue) "wanna kiss?"

⁜ he was your first kiss ever

⁜ "eww that was so gross! i'm NEVER kissing again" you shouted

⁜ "yeah, it's so gross" nanami chuckled, cheeks tinted red just like yours

⁜ you were a loner, but definitely more social than nanami

⁜ puberty did you well, so high school gave you an ego boost

⁜ when your crush asked you out, you ran over to nanami to tell him everything

⁜ he was happy to see you excited! you looked adorable with your smile all over your face, eyes shining bright

⁜ he wouldn't threaten boys like gojo and geto, but he would make sure to investigate the boys around you to make sure they wouldn't do you wrong. he would warn you to stay away if he got bad vibes from someone

⁜ you ran over to nanami after your first break up too

⁜ you cried on his chest for hours and told him all about it, he just listened and hugged you

⁜ "boys suck anyways" you said. "i hate them all"

⁜ "even me?"

⁜ you paused

⁜ "you're alright"

⁜ nanami waited after school for 'the boy' to have a manly conversation with him

⁜ his face stoic and cold, he gave a speech about treating women right (my LORD)

⁜ this is high school bruh the boy and his friends attacked nanami

⁜ he beat them all up no problems

⁜ not even a scratch

⁜ you saw your ex and his friends all bruised up. of course you knew nanami was behind it

⁜ you tried to kiss nanami as a thank you gift, he turned his head and refused

⁜ "you're not in a clear state of mind. i can't accept this"

⁜ EMBARASSING

⁜ he forgot about it quickly tho (untrue)

⁜ honestly you were so comfortable around him that you didn't even care about being embarrassed

⁜ you never lost contact since your families got along well

⁜ your mom often joked about you two getting married

⁜ "you know, that kento kid got a pretty well job! no wife at his age, gotta mean something"

⁜ "are you asking me if he's gay?"

⁜ "don't know about that but you sure aren't in line to be his wife with that big mouth of yours"

⁜ you weren't as close as you were. he barely had time cause of his work

⁜ he still called you every week

⁜ even if you couldn't hang out, he would find a way to be in touch

⁜ you would still tell him everything

⁜ this man takes a gossip well

⁜ he knew you would find your soulmate sooner or later

⁜ he knew he couldn't, cause you were his soulmate all this time

⁜ he regrets not taking your thank you kiss that night, even though he knows he did the right thing

⁜ one day, he heard the news of you having a serious accident

⁜ his heart felt heavy, a chill down his spine

⁜ he ran to the hospital

⁜ there you were, pale and sickly

⁜ you were alright, awake but sleepy (mom's spaghetti)

⁜ nanami had thought he would lose you

⁜ and god, he was sure he died and got buried for a second

⁜ your mom greeted you, thanked you for coming and left the room for the two of you

⁜ you left a shaky "nanami" his way, lips pale as your cheeks that used to flush with excitement every time he greeted you

⁜ you could hear his heart beat

⁜ he sat next to you and held your cold hands with his warm ones

⁜ he put your hand to his lips, his heavy breaths warming your hands

⁜ "what happened, honey?"

⁜ "dumb driver. not much. how bout you? left work for me, huh?" you took a deep breath. "how will the economy survive your absence?"

⁜ nanami laughed, not breaking eye contact for a second. you could see the relief in his eyes

⁜ "i think this is the part where the guy kisses the girl"

⁜ nanami's smile widened. he leaned over to you slowly and put a soft peck on your lips

⁜ "said you were never gonna kiss again, hm?" nanami hummed to your lips

⁜ "i like talking big. y'know, you were my first kiss."

⁜ "you don't say?" nanami laughed, drawing circles on your hand with his large thumb while sitting back to where he was. "you were mine, too."

⁜ he softly watched the redness rushing to your cheeks once again

⁜ "i would like you to be my last as well."

toji

⁜ stole your pebbles

⁜ this man is old so you will be old too hun you played with pebbles and rocks

⁜ stole your lunch too

⁜ your mom hated him

⁜ he would act like your home was his home

⁜ calls your parents by their first names

⁜ calls you by the wrong names often

⁜ he would annoy you a lot but he had a bad house environment so you gave him a slack

⁜ not many people did that to him

⁜ your other friends never understood how you could even put up with him

⁜ despite what people thought of him, he was usually pretty chill to hang out with

⁜ he was open to anything, so you would have weird adventures together

⁜ you would go search for abandoned buildings and explore them

⁜ he took you to your first bar, gave you your first drink

⁜ he even taught you how to shoot and fight

⁜ he had girly girly girlfriends, which surprised you cause you had thought he would find baby girls annoying

⁜ he would also trash talk your boyfriends

⁜ leaves without saying anything and comes back 2 weeks after

⁜ fails at school despite being super smart

⁜ absent all the time

⁜ fights with other schools' boys

⁜ rude but not a bully

⁜ never takes you to his house

⁜ "i wouldn't take ya there even with a ring on your finger"

⁜ crashes at your house a lot

⁜ your parents used to kick up a fuss but they got used to it eventually

⁜ he even has a set of pajamas in your room

⁜ introduced you to all his friends, not something he did even with his girlfriends

⁜ would tell his friends to look after you if he wasn't there to do the job himself

⁜ would often bitch about how short your skirt is smh

⁜ gives you his jacket if you two got caught in the rain

⁜ don't want boys to see the bazoongas

⁜ sorry

⁜ doesn't like it when you wear make up

⁜ "you look like a girl"

⁜ "if you don't shut the fuck up i'll make you look like a girl"

⁜ takes you to horse races

⁜ just the two of you, not with his friends like he usually does

⁜ even if he's in a relationship, he makes alone time for you two

⁜ one of his friends attempted to crush on you, didn't last long after toji gave him a deadly stare

⁜ everyone's confused, he definitely doesn't look in love with you. he wouldn't go slutting around if he was in love with you, right? then what's with the protecting?

⁜ the truth is, he knows how badly women can be treated (ahem zenins ahem) so he naturally wants to protect you from the outside world

⁜ then why doesn't he show the same protectiveness for his girlfriends?

⁜ toji has always been attractive, so girls would follow him around a lot

⁜ he wasn't interested much in them most of the time, but seeing you around him a lot made girls despise you

⁜ lots of gossips were spread about you, dirty ones too

⁜ well... to some extent, they were true

⁜ you did hang around him a lot because you had a crush on him

⁜ not from the start, you started feeling things after some time

⁜ you also felt safe around him. no one could hurt you if you were with him

⁜ you always wondered if toji felt the same way too

⁜ honestly, this man wouldn't recognize love if it hit him on his head

⁜ what he knew he felt for you was jealousy

⁜ he couldn't bare see you with another man

⁜ he hated all your boyfriends, he wanted to beat all of them up

⁜ he wouldn't even talk to you when you were in a relationship

⁜ that must mean something

⁜ and the thought of someone else touching you...

⁜ that's why he was the first to touch you

⁜ he welcomed you to his bed, you didn't complain

⁜ he was patient with you. he took his time to make you feel comfortable. peppered kisses around your body where it hurt the most

⁜ you wrapped your hands around his neck, his head buried in yours

⁜ "let's stay like this forever." you said. "promise?"

⁜ "..."

⁜ that was the closest you two ever got

⁜ and whatever that awakened in him, he couldn't ignore

⁜ just seeing you felt agonizing

⁜ what was that feeling anyways?

⁜ that's why he left once and for all

⁜ leaving his family behind was child's play. thinking about leaving you was the hardest part

⁜ toji isn't an emotional man and neither are you emotional, but just the thought of you crying felt heavy

⁜ that's why he didn't say goodbye

⁜ and now there you were, a fresh divorcee, washing her problems away with liquor in a rusty bar stool.

⁜ love wasn't ever on your side. toji had fucked up your standards so much that you couldn't find anyone to your liking

⁜ marriage was something you did on a whim

⁜ "eeh everyone gets married, right?" you mumbled to the bartender

⁜ "since that bastard left me, nothing's been going well"

⁜ is the bastard your ex husband or your childhood lover?

⁜ "talkin' about me hun?" a husky voice called behind you.

⁜ the myth, the man, the lege--

⁜ a... slap?

⁜ that's what you're gonna do?

⁜ i mean go off

⁜ "need to work on your hits, hun. i see you forgot what i taught ya"

⁜ "yeah it's not like it's been, what, 15 years? what the fuck, toji?"

⁜ "ah don't be so fussy now. c'mon, lemme buy you another beer"

⁜ this man knows no boundaries honey, he held your waist and sat you back on your stool

⁜ you couldn't even bare be angry with him. you were just glad to find someone to talk with

⁜ you two talked for hours. you told him what everything that happened after he left, he didn't tell you what happened or why he left

⁜ "no kids, huh?" he asked

⁜ "nah"

⁜ toji chuckled he bout to give you one bestie run away

⁜ "y'know what? i loved you" toji's beer and all the beers you had drank earlier has now kicked in. "i loved you, but you left. was it because i slept with you? was it your end goal? you fucker"

⁜ toji laughed loudly. oh how cute you looked drunk

⁜ "nah. i didn't want anyone else to touch ya."

⁜ "but you touched everyone else? how is that fair?" you took another sip. "whore"

⁜ "i missed ya, doll. i just had to leave. if it's gonna make ya feel better, i never forgot about ya."

⁜ it did feel better. at least he felt the same way you did

⁜ "what now? gonna fuck me again and leave?"

⁜ "i'm gonna get ya home and put ya to bed"

⁜ so he did. he changed your clothes, tucked you in, kissed your forehead and sat beside you

⁜ "i missed you, toji."

⁜ "missed ya too doll"

⁜ "how did you find me?"

⁜ "i didn't. i come there a lot, saw ya before with that bastard"

⁜ "he really is a bastard" you laughed to yourself. "will you leave again?"

⁜ "not unless ya want me to."

⁜ "stay, then."

⁜ "okay."

⁜ "stay forever. promise?"

⁜ pause

⁜ "promise."

thanks for reading! please enjoy my poorly drawn emo nanami as that (ㆆ_ㆆ) kid meme. see ya (̶◉͛��◉̶)

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Could we get some poly damn hcs(including Gavin) where there is post inversion comfort? Like the FL comforting everyone and everyone being ok because they’re finally safe?? Inversion got me cryin dude :(

Me too dude. Me too.

This starts right at the end of inversion, and then skips to comfort portion later, so it hurts a little before it gets better. Hope you enjoy!

A small apology to all the requests sitting in my inbox. School is exhausting, and usually I can use the weekends to recharge and write, but last weekend I had my last high school music festival, and I had a field trip this weekend. So I've been slightly busy (Also I've started hyper-fixating on Stardew valley again, which sucks, cause at least with my fixation on redacted, I can do other stuff while I listen, but video games are a little hard to multitask with lol))

Anyway sorry onto the head canons

CW: Inversion, shutting down, mentions of injuries, mentions of trauma, mentions of nightmares, grief, guilt, crying

They’re all so scared for the barrier to come down

At least while it was still up, they could hold onto hope that the others were okay, that everything would work out okay

But once it breaks they have to deal with whatever happened

Gavin and the FL weren’t far from the entrance, so they were some of the firsts to get out

Lasko tackled the two of them to the ground when he saw them, refusing to let go

None of them were hurt, just tired, but they ignored their exhaustion to look for Huxley and Damien until Gavin literally collapsed against the FL and Lasko, who had to drag him back to the apartment

Gavin insisted he was fine and could keep searching right up until he collapsed

Once the two of them had made sure he was safe in bed, they went back out

Lasko tried to convince the FL to stay home and rest, but they’re stubborn, and insisted on helping him look for the other half of their family

It takes them a while, but eventually they find Huxley hunched over, sitting on the curb in front of one of the medical tents

They rush over and hug Huxley, checking him over to make sure he doesn’t have any injuries, and Hux does the same to the Freelancer

Once they make sure he’s mostly okay other than a few small scrapes, they ask about Damien

He tells them Damien is in the medical tent, and that he was asked to wait outside

So they wait with him, all of them crouched uncomfortably on the curb

Damien hobbles out of the tent about an hour later

They all stand up quickly (or as quick as they can, they’re all exhausted) and wait for Damien to say something

He just wordlessly walks over and buries his head in Huxley’s chest

The other two are quick to wrap their arms around them, and they have another group hug

Their family made it. They’re all safe

The walk back to the apartment takes a little while

Damien can hardly walk, and Huxley is exhausted

Lasko does his best to prop up Damien, and the Freelancer tries their best to hold up Huxley, but by the time they make it home, they’re all swaying on their feet

The they all pass out as soon as they get into bed, and they hold onto each other like they’re scared the others will be gone when they wake up

Okay, that’s enough of the angst, onto the comfort portion of your regularly scheduled broadcast

The first day they just spend sleeping

But sadly the world moves on, despite all the terrible things that happened

They all have to start processing everything eventually

Gavin just doesn’t want to talk about it

So the Freelancer will just sit with him as he tries to find ways to distract himself

They’ll find him sitting on the couch, staring out into space

They’ll gently cup his face in their hands, tearing his eyes away from the wall and softly kiss his lips until his eyes come back into focus

“I love you,” they whisper, and they get a couple hours with him until he zones out again

Lasko is running around like a chicken with his head cut off

He wants to help, he knows his partners are hurting, but he feels like it isn’t his place to try and make them feel better

He can’t even imagine what they all went through, and he’s so afraid of accidentally making it worse

So he pushes all of those thoughts deep, deep down, and tries to put on a brave face for everyone else

Until one night the FL is up late because they can’t sleep, and they hear sounds coming from the bathroom

So they slip out of Huxley’s grasp (a usually impossible task. Boy has a tight grip) and make their way down the hall

Lasko is sitting on the edge of the tub with his head buried in a towel, doing his best to muffle his crying

He must not have heard them come in, because when they lightly rap their knuckles on the door frame, his head shoots up

“Freelancer! I’m sorry I just-”

They just sink to their knees in front of where he sitting and hold him, letting him cry into their shoulder

“I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m crying” he apologized, trying to wipe away his tears as they kept forming in his eyes

“Shhh, you don’t have to apologize to me Lasko, I’m right here,” they soothed, rubbing small circles on his back

They stayed like that until Lasko's cries stopped.

“Listen to me Lasko,” the FL said, cupping Lasko’s face. “We all made it. All five of us. We’re all still here, and we want you to feel okay too. You can talk to us my love. We all love you so much”

Lasko started crying again, and this time by the time he was done, it was almost time for them to get up, so

So the FL dragged him to the living room and sat him on the couch while they made two mugs of hot chocolate

They sat on the couch and drank them together until they both dozed off, curled up next to year other, Lasko laying his head on the FL chest

That’s how the others found them the next morning, sleeping on the couch with two empty mugs on the coffee table

Hux isn’t very vocal about his grief

He’ll just linger around in rooms where the others are, like he’s scared to be left alone

He starts to get nervous if any of them are out of his line of sight for too long, especially Damien

A lot of times he’ll just walk up behind one of his partners and hug them from behind while they work on whatever they were doing

Huxley and Gavin especially can be found like this a lot, because Gavin doesn’t want to talk about any of it

So Huxley just follows them all around like a lost puppy, occasionally picking them up to hold them of a bit

Damien is not particularly happy about this, because he just wants to brood, but he’s having a very hard time saying no to his boyfriend

Also Huxley is like six and a half feet tall, so you really can’t fight back against him

And at night when they’re all in bed, even though half of them can’t sleep, they all stay in bed because Huxley is holding onto them all so tight

Have y’all ever read Percy Jackson? Think like the way Percy clings to Annabeth after they get out of Hades. That's Huxley

The thing that brings Damien out of his episode is actually him yelling at the FL

The fun thing about the freelancer, is they’re usually so busy trying to look after others that they don’t take good care of themselves

And the others are usually pretty good at watching out for it, but they’re all just trying to get through everything, so it’s no ones fault

But anyway back to Damien

While he’s recovering, he sleeps in one of the other rooms for a bit, but even after he’s healed, he continues to sleep in the guest room because he doesn’t want to wake any of the others up when he wakes us from a nightmare

Sometimes Huxley will join him. a) because Damien physically can’t kick him out, and b) Huxley is the heaviest sleeper, so the nightmare excuse doesn’t work on him

Come to think of it, none of them are sleeping well, because even if they didn’t have a nightmare, they’ll probably wake up when one of the others do

So Damien is isolating himself as a form of self punishment for not being ‘good enough’

Which is BS of course, but he doesn’t see it that way

Thankfully the Freelancer does, so they try to knock some sense into him

But Damien throws it right back at them when he points out that they’ve been avoiding dealing with their own feelings about everything in order to try to take any burden off of their partners,

Their conversation gets a little heated (heh, pun), but they both calm down and talk through everything together before meeting back up with everyone else

They five of them finally talk through their grief and guilt about everything that happened

After a lot of talking (and a fair amount of crying), they’re all exhausted, and they all pile together in their bed and sleep through the night for the first time in a while

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