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gorgonwrites · 9 months

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still loving you, part 1

geto suguru x fem!reader

in which your best friend shoko takes you to the bar your ex-boyfriend is performing at tonight.

wc: 2.3k-ish

author's note: i wrote a geto fic- someone fucking sedate me. i love that man w my whole heart. ps, i swear i will learn how to write a one shot one day. i am nothing if not a slut for the buildup. this is inspired by the song still loving you by the scorpions bc it's a GOOD FUCKIN SONG

tags/ CW: sfw but will be nsfw eventually, fem!reader, second chance romance, modern AU, bassist!geto, reader broke getos heart but we'll make it right don't worry, reader/ shoko/ geto/ gojo are bffs duh, slowburn bc i can't fucking help myself, reader smokes a cigarette or two bc i like the effect SMOKING IS BAD 4 U ok??

“Was it really necessary to bring me along for this? I could be home with my cat right now.” your best friend pulled you to her favorite bar, laughing as you continued to grumble.

“You never leave your apartment, y/n. Have some fun for once!” Shoko continued to tug you along until you were at the door of The Sorcerer’s Lounge. If you were completely honest you didn’t hate this place- it was more speakeasy than dive bar, and it was one of the more peaceful places Shoko liked to bring you.

“I do leave my apartment. I work, I go grocery shopping, and I sit and read in the park across town. So there.” You stuck your tongue out at her. She was your opposite but you adored her all the same. While she liked to party and drink herself into oblivion, you liked to stay in and enjoy your own company. You finished your party phase while you were in college- thinking about it made your chest twinge. “You know this isn’t really my thing anymore. I just made an exception tonight because I like it here.” Shoko had mentioned a show happening tonight, and you generally enjoyed the entertainment that the lounge offered.

“Well you look fucking devastating, y/n, maybe we should make this your thing again?” Shoko was too hopeful, though her effort made you giggle. She took your hand and had you twirl in front of her, making the thigh-high slit of your dress threaten to show just too much. You did miss late nights like this, but it simultaneously felt foreign to you. There was something- someone- missing. You shook the thought away. As you both made your way through the crowd to the bar you saw a familiar head of white hair, and you stopped in your tracks. Shoko still had a firm grasp on your wrist, and your sudden halt nearly had her fall over.

“Shoko, who’s playing tonight? I didn’t have the time to check.” actually you hadn’t cared to check, but you didn’t think it would’ve been your ex-boyfriend’s band. You looked at her sharply and she grimaced. Please, no.

“Oh, I ah, I don’t remember!” She smiled sheepishly and tried to laugh the question off. Just as you were about to turn around and march out of the bar, you were engulfed in a tight hug.

“Y/N! No way! Shoko you didn’t say she was coming too! Fuck dude, it’s been way too long. How are you?” You were smashed into Gojo’s chest, unable to respond. He held you tightly and laughed, a familiar and bright sound that always made you smile in the past. Right now, though, you wanted to hurtle yourself into the sun. Of all the nights you agreed to join Shoko, why did it have to be tonight? You managed to wiggle your way out of Gojo’s grip and huffed in response, trying not to take your agitation out on the man. After a breath, you were able to respond.

“Gojo, it’s so good to see you.” you smiled gently and you meant it. He looked good. You weren’t sure if it was possible but he seemed even taller than when you’d seen him last, and he still had the same stupid sunglasses that he used to wear. “It’s been five years, I think? I won’t lie, I haven't really had the time to keep track.” A lie. Yes you were busy, but you knew exactly how long it had been since you had seen him and his best friend. The four of you had been inseparable during your college years, a rag-tag quartet against the rest of the world. You did everything together, until suddenly you didn’t. It hurt. It still hurts.

“Oh, shit, I have to tell Suguru you came!” Gojo spun on his heel and ran across the bar and out of sight.

“Fuck, Gojo, don’t!” you yelled after him and tried to make your way in the same direction, but it was useless. He had a habit of appearing and disappearing, and you knew you wouldn’t find him. You slowly turned to your best friend, your eyes blazing. “Care to explain this shit to me?” Shoko shrank under your gaze but seemed to recover quickly.

“Gojo reached out to me a few days ago to tell me they’d be in town and to tell me about their gig tonight. I thought it would be nice for the four of us to catch up.” you could hear the pain in her voice. “I thought you were over everything by now, y/n. You never bring Geto up anymore. I don’t even remember the last time you said his name.” you groaned at your ex-boyfriend being mentioned, and pinched the bridge of your nose to keep yourself from saying something stupid.

“You know I adore you, Shoko.” you breathed, “But why did you think this was a good idea? My breakup with Geto shattered our friend group. I’m not sure if it really will be a nice thing for us to catch up.” though you had been surprised by Gojo’s response to seeing you. “We’ve all gone our separate ways in life. I’m not sure we really need to dwell on the past.” you had built a life for yourself, and you were proud of that fact. Yes, there were lonely nights and moments that you craved a closeness that you’d only ever experienced with Geto. But you made a life nonetheless, and you weren’t willing to mess it up because Shoko wanted to live in the past. “He broke my heart, Shoko. I think a part of me is still recovering.”

“You broke his too, you know.” Shoko said firmly. “If you weren’t so fucking stubborn you would’ve seen that. Leave if you want to. I’m going to support our boys.” Our boys. She stalked off, leaving you breathless. You slumped into a chair at the bar and ordered a shot. If you were going to stay, you needed something to take the edge off.

. . .

“She’s here with Shoko! I saw! She looks fucking incredible, by the way. Damn, it was good to see her face. There’s something different about her, but she’s still y/n. I can tell.” Gojo continued to ramble on about you, giving Geto a massive fucking headache. He didn’t expect Shoko to make it, and he definitely hadn’t expected to hear that you were with her. His heart leapt in his chest, agitating him even further.

“Satoru, I swear to god if you don’t shut the fuck up I’m going to wring your neck.” he slumped back onto the sofa in their small changing room and scrubbed his hands over his face. “This has you and Shoko written all over it.” Shoko and Gojo loved plotting together, whether it was going to be messy or not. They just seemed to enjoy the ride.

“Suguru, come on. You don’t fucking shut up about her. In all the years it's been, I know you’re still crazy about her. And I know you want to see her, so get over yourself. She showed up, whether you like it or not. I don’t think she’d just abandon Shoko because you’re here.” Geto knew you wouldn’t leave her, so he was going to have to suck it up. “We’re on in thirty. Get your shit together.” Geto stared up at the ceiling and tried to remember your face. You never posted on social media, and Shoko rarely had photos of you up anymore. You had basically just disappeared one day, and it made the ache in his chest get worse.

. . .

“Two espresso martinis, please.” You had taken two shots, and after letting them take effect you were finally ready to face Shoko again. You carefully carried the drinks through the crowd and into the lounge area, carefully searching through the tables and booths to find your best friend. You found her in the front row, stress smoking her cigarettes. “Those’ll kill you, you know.” you smirked, and she angrily looked up at you.

“Hmph. The stress from how stubborn you are already has me halfway there.” she eyed the drinks in your hand. “Though, a drink might add a few more years back to my lifespan.” You placed your drinks on the table and sat down beside her, wondering when the show would start.

“I really don’t know if I can do this.” you did your best to hide the tremor in your voice but Shoko noticed, like she always did. She pushed your hair behind your ear and smiled.

“You can, though. We’re just supporting our boys. No harm in that, right?” There really was no harm in it, but it made you nervous all the same. Your breakup with Geto had been entirely underwhelming, at best. You knew you had been growing apart for some time, and your parents never approved of him to begin with. He wanted to travel and make music, free as a bird. You wanted to stay and work in the city, carving out your own little slice of paradise where you were. He wanted you to come with him, you wanted him to stay. It would never, ever work. So you called it quits one day, plain and simple. He didn’t put up a fight though, and it had solidified your suspicions of him getting bored with you. You left and had tried your best not to look back after that.

“Earth to y/n, can you hear me?” Shoko waved her hand in your face. “I said they’ll be on soon. Are you even listening to me?” you had to give yourself a shake to snap out of it. This was about to be a long fucking night if you couldn’t get a grip.

“Give me one of those.” you snatched the pack of cigarettes from Shoko and lit one, taking a long drag before you exhaled in her face. You continued to take long drags until you finished and grabbed another.

“What the fuck happened to these will kill you?” Shoko snatched the pack out of your hands and stuffed it into her purse out of reach.

“The stress from how stubborn I am already has me halfway there.” you parroted back to her and lit the second one, winking. “It’s fine, I won’t have another. I have some semblance of self control, unlike someone I know.” Shoko rolled her eyes and grumbled, but immediately perked up when the lights began to dim. You had the opposite reaction, tensing up and shrinking into your seat as you smoked. Your best friend noticed though, as always, and looped her arm through yours.

“We’re just supporting them, like I said a little while ago. No harm, no foul. It doesn’t have to be anything more than that.” She gave you a reassuring smile, and you couldn’t help but lean into her touch. Shoko had been your rock through the breakup, and continued to support you even now. You could feel how excited she was, and admittedly her excitement was always contagious. You relaxed and watched as everyone came out on stage.

Gojo of course came out first, that damn show pony. His boisterous attitude and loud mouth always annoyed you, and he always did the most to get the attention he wanted. You love him half to death though, and he knows it. He got all of you into trouble so many times you had lost count. A blonde with glasses came out next, a new addition to the band it seemed. You had never seen him before. A short man with cropped black hair and a huge grin came out next, and you recognized him from school though you couldn’t remember his name. Haibara? Something like that. That left Geto for last, as usual.

You had forgotten just how beautiful he was. He walked out with a small smile on his face and waved to the crowd, and you couldn’t help the annoyance bubbling in your chest as the screaming got louder when he took his spot onstage. He had more tattoos than you remembered, and his hair was much longer. He wasn’t wearing it up in a bun, which felt unusual to you. Instead his black hair cascaded down his back and over his shoulders, framing his face. Was his bottom lip pierced now? He was too far away for you to be sure. You studied him carefully, drinking in the image in front of you. While everyone else got settled you watched as he began to scan the crowd for someone. You took another drag from your cigarette, wondering who he was so intent on finding. His eyes continued to wander until they found you. You locked eyes with him and tried not to choke as you exhaled, and leaned farther into Shoko’s embrace. He looked as shocked as you felt- your heart was about to jump up and out of your fucking throat. You could barely see the corners of his mouth turn up, and he raised his eyebrows before he finally looked away. You knew that stupid look. That was the ‘and what do we have here?’ look he always had on when he relentlessly teased you. The look was enough to make you scowl and huff, and you crossed your arms over your chest. Geto spared you another glance, and seeing you in such a state made him break out in a ridiculous grin before he laughed to himself. He loved teasing you.

“He seems really happy to see you.” Shoko whispered in your ear. She huddled close to you, letting you lean into her as much as you needed.

“Yeah, well, no one said I was happy to see him.” your best friend let out a huff, letting you know you weren’t fooling her. You were hardly fooling yourself. Truthfully, seeing him after all this time made you feel like you were floating. You could only remember his face glassed over and uninterested, so seeing him happy made your heart leap. He loved being on stage and performing, and you loved watching him do it. The show began and, as always, you couldn’t take your eyes off of him.

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lavandula-ipsum · 3 months

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The rain will hide us

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Summary: Stranded on an unkown planet, you've fallen sick. Thankfully, Luke is there with you. However, you might not be the only one in need of care.

Wordcount: 2.3k

Tags: Luke Skywalker x GN!Reader, force sensitive reader, comfort, fluff, mentions of injuries, one-shot. Angst somehow got in.

The paleness of the morning starts to filtrate through the tent, drawing the dark little spots left by quiet raindrops. Their clatter serves as a gentle wake up call while, outside, an unexplored jungle sleeps.

“How are you feeling?” Before you can even shift in your sleeping bag, Luke has already turned his attention to you, lying a kind hand on your shoulder. For a second, you miss the times when you could have just watched him for a couple of minutes before choosing to signal that you’re awake.

Truth is you feel like shit. A trash compactor could have chewed and spit you out while you were unconscious for all you know. At the effort of answering his question, a raspy whine leaves your sore throat. “Better.”

He’s sitting next to you, not very convinced. There’s urgency tingling the tips of his fingers, you can feel it through the Force. “Is it okay if I check?”

An almost imperceptible shivery note haunts his voice. In the dark circles under his eyes you can sense a long and rough night. You nod. Even though you can feel the last remnants of sickness haven't completely faded from your exhausted body, the back of his hand is warm against your burning cheek and forehead. With an alleviated sigh, Luke finally lets his hand slide down your arm.

“You still have a fever, but it isn’t as high anymore.”

“What happened?”

“Do you remember the crash?”

“A little. I remember the battle, the evacuation when the ship went down.” The mission you embarked on seems to have failed spectacularly. You try to sweep away the thoughts of your fallen comrades, at least till you get back and get to know for sure how many of them are actually gone. “We got into the same escape pod and… this atmosphere messed with the navigation systems, I guess.” You grumble, rubbing the side of your head. “Why don’t I remember much after that?”

“You were trapped in the wreckage for a few minutes. I couldn’t take you out earlier. (Y/N), I’m so sorry. You got some cuts and superficial burns. Perhaps a broken rib.” Oh, so that’s what the bandages are for. And probably why you’ve been stripped down to your standard issue underwear. Suddenly, Luke avoids your gaze and an uncomfortable ripple flutters through the Force, but you’re too distracted frowning at the new scratch across his cheek.

“Did you get hurt?”

“No, I’m fine. But you… You were feverish the whole night.” He continues, bringing the med kit closer to show you a box of painkillers, an empty stim canister, an open tube of pomade, anxious to let you know everything he gave you while you were unconscious.

“It’s ok.” You set your hand over his to stop his nervous tinkering through the med kit. “I trust you, Luke. How many times have we done this? Tell me, what happened next?”

He licks his lips, then looks down at his hands. “You became really sick.”

“I’m sorry. I must have scared you. This is all my fault.” You groan before he can start giving you a thousand reasons why it isn’t. “It really is. I knew I was already sick before the mission. It was just a cold two days ago, but I guess it made me more vulnerable to whatever I caught here.”

Luke shifts closer to you, suddenly alarmed. “Why did you come to this mission then? Why didn’t you say anything?”

You remember those agonizing moments when he didn’t show up at the rendezvous point after the battle of Hoth, gone to Force knows where, while you were left alone wondering if he’d been killed. Turns out he’d just left on his own. It’s not as if he owed you any explanation, you were merely friends. He's fated to go out there and do things so far greater than anything having to do with you. So you tried to slap yourself out of this silly anxiety. After all, the others were gone with the Falcon too, and you had to resign yourself to the faith that they'd be alright.

And then Luke came back, his body battered and his spirit broken worse than you’d ever seen before or since.

Shyly, you slide your fingers out of your cover. He quickly holds them in between his palms. You’re sure the sky outside the tent would pale in comparison with the intensity of his tired gaze right now, glassy and blue. And yet, all you manage to conjure in response is a lie.

“I wanted to feel useful. The Rebellion needs all the hands it can get.”

If he realizes, he doesn’t say anything. He just leans in to warm your cold hand with his breath. Luke might not be a full Jedi just yet, but he can probably sense how tired you are of this game of claiming guilt for everything, of just rambling around the edges of what neither of you feel brave enough to say. He just knows you that inescapably well.

For now, the tent has become quiet, so quiet you can even hear him swallow. After a second of allowing yourself to stare at the muscles of his neck tense up and relax with the motion, you look down and sink your flaming face into the sleeping bag.

Against his advice, you sit up. The chill bites your exposed skin, setting a feverish tremor within your chest. However, you don’t let him make you settle back into the bedding.

“Can I say something without it turning into another exchange of apologies?” you ask. Noticing your sudden eagerness, he nods. However, his hands remain close, as if you were about to collapse. “Thank you for saving my life. Truly.”

He seems about to reply with some excuse, probably minimizing himself once again, but you raise a warning finger along with a threatening expression. It makes him laugh, brighter than he’s laughed in months. It lasts too little for your taste, but at least the smile lingers on his face.

“Ok, you win this one. Now, that pomade needs to be reapplied.”

After taking a panicked second to realize what he’s asking, you turn slightly so he can get better access to the burn, which covers the back of your shoulder and part of your right arm. Luke scooches closer till you’re basically sitting between his legs. You wonder if he notices his warmth setting you aflame, but he seems too busy readying the ointment to even look at you, his eyes half hidden under soft locks of weathered gold. However, a loaded silence falls in the tent, during which you feel the urge to cover your front with the sleeping bag.

“It’s gonna feel a little cold,” he warns before touching you, his voice barely audible.

You had already made up your mind to behave and not show any sign of discomfort, but you need to turn away to hide your face. Honestly, you’re not sure if it’s the painkillers or the surreal ambience around you, but you swear you’ve never been treated by gentler hands. As they work to spread the medicine, you hold yourself together barely enough to not just let go and plop yourself on his lap. You feel beyond beaten, and over your head a thick cloud keeps your judgment in a state of relaxed lethargy. Truth is his welcoming stance, along with the way his fingers caress your tender skin as he softly talks you through the process, isn’t helping your already lazy resolve.

“I’m so glad, it doesn’t seem like it got infected. I think there’s a chance it won’t leave a scar once we can get you proper treatment back in the fleet.”

You hum half heartedly in response, doing your best to join in the effort to evade the silence instead of entertaining the thought that you don’t actually want to go back. Because he wouldn’t be with you then. Luke has been avoiding the fleet since Bespin, and you've made up your mind to follow him for as long as he wants you around.

“Have you been awake the whole night? Meditating?”

“Not meditating. Standing guard.”

When he finishes up your new bandages, you hear the rustling of knots coming undone and, right after, you’re covered with Luke’s outer robe. Apparently, your top had to be cut off your body when he first tended to your wounds. As he helps drape the garment around your shoulders and slide your arms into the sleeves careful to not graze your wounds, the warmth it still bears surrounds you. Ah, it smells like him too.

Luke seems ready to offer an excuse to quiet your concerns over his lack of sleep, but it fizzles out before your demanding frown. A pained flare crosses behind his eyes as his Force signature heats up around you. He doesn’t mean to leave you out of his thoughts, he truly doesn’t. It’s just that lately they’ve been a mess not even he has felt ready to untangle. And, if he’s not ready to talk, you won’t push him. However, this silence is a little needle to your heart, and the jab reaches him when it becomes too painful for you to hide.

“I tried to meditate until I had to give up. I couldn’t find the peace for it. You were trembling and twisting in your sleep, burning with fever… mumbling things.”

“Were they embarrassing?” you joke, trying to lift the mood a little. However, instead of following you down that path, you feel a little tug. He’s lightly pulling at the edge of your sleeve, well, his.

“Don’t leave me. Please, stay.”

The pressure around your wrist makes it sound like an apology. Why? For letting you fall sick? For leaving you behind and going to Dagobah on his own? You’re getting tired of riddles, and you’re already trembling from the effort of sitting up straight. Your hand lands on his shoulder, a gesture that seems to finally break him out of his spiraling thoughts and look at you.

“And you did. You stayed.”

An exhalation later, you’re buried in his chest. It’s hard to tell who initiated the hug when you’re enthralled by how melting into each other makes everything else melt away. Luke’s hands travel down your hair, and you wonder when taking in this soothing became as easy as breathing. Well, not exactly. There needs to be a spell, a certain quietness to the air like the one flooding the tent right now. Melancholy is usually the trigger, the signature to the wordless contract between the two of you that grants you permission to indulge in this kind of comfort. Later you’d usually dream awake about it, lost in the memory of what feels forbidden during the daylight. It aches a little that at least one of you needs to be in some kind of pain to feel allowed this kind of intimacy.

A sigh brushes against your ear as Luke barely dares to talk in a whisper. “What if I can’t do this?”

“Don’t worry, the Rebellion knows we’re here, we’ll be out of here in no time…”

“Not that. It’s about-” The words get lost as they’re spilled from his lips. Luke lets out a shaky breath before sinking deeper into your hair. “Everything.”

“It’s okay. I understand.”

“You always do.”

“And listen, I truly believe there’s a special path ahead of you. A bright one. However, no matter what happens, even if things go wrong, I’ll be here. I mean- we all will. We’ll love you all the same.”

You nuzzle up closer against him, prompting a pleased sigh out of him.

“I’ve been leaning on you too much.”

You chuckle, “how so? You just saved me in, like, five different ways just during the last twelve hours.”

“What you do is way more difficult.”

A hand cradles your head close to his chest, while his other arm surrounds you. And, as the silence settles once again, you finally feel him relax around you as your hands travel up his back. Through his thin inner tunic, the heartbeat pressed against your cheek allows itself to slow down a little.

“You take a nap now. I’ll keep watch.”

“You’re hurt,” he complains. “And sick.”

“I’ll have a blaster at hand and wake you up as soon as I hear anything outside, I swear.” You hush him before he can complain. “Do I need you to remind you of your instruction, commander? If you don’t rest you’ll compromise the mission.”

“And what mission is that?”

“Get back to base, safe and sound. And stick together until then.”

Luke brushes your cheek with his thumb, as if to check again if your fever has gone down enough to leave the task to you. “Yeah, I might be able to do that.”

So you get back in the sleeping bag so as to not get cold, and he lays down over it next to you. He does so a bit skittish at first, so you interlock his fingers with yours and guide him down to the most comfortable spot, next to you. Soon, exhaustion defeats any remaining fear and Luke feels brave enough to wrap an arm around you. Soon, sleep has taken him.With your heart coming to a halt, you finally dare to take in his features. Even though a shadow of worry still darkens his brow, his features look softer than you’ve seen lately. It takes you back to those early days in the Rebellion when you weren’t nearly as close, but talking seemed easier. So you stay awake, treasuring every deep breath and the faint rainfall in the background, until the distant buzz of the Millennium Falcon fades the spell away.

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southernbluebellereader · 1 year

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Please, ma'am, could I request a reader who's a people pleaser and a perfectionist. Someone who always tries to stay optimistic for other's sake. Preferably platonic but I don't mind either way.

Do whatever else you want with it. I just think the dynamic with the team and a high-strung happy-go-lucky personality would be interesting.

Tenderheart Bear

A/N: Hi Bestie! I got you, girl! Look at me *holds your face* I got you! This is so cute! I love! Because this is literally me lmao. Also I got the name from the Care Bears lol I'm sorry (No, I'm not lol) but I hope you like it!!! - I hope you're ok with me making the reader a field-medic. I also made her a slight cry baby, mainly because I am a cry baby. I hope you're ok with that lol

Taskforce 141 x F! Field Medic Reader who's Miss Happy and a People Pleaser Perfectionist (like me lol) - PLATONIC

Warnings: Cursing? Members of the 141 being stressed and depressed, per usual.

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Sometimes the members of the Task Force 141 wondered why their Captain had brought you onto their team. You were just... so nice.

You're always smiling.

You're always in a good mood.

You're always seeing the bright side of things - even on the field.

You were a field medic. Even field medics had some sort of arsenal of weapons, yet for some God damned reason you refused to carry any of them, except for a few utility and military knives - which is all you ever needed really. Johnny dared to ask you why - and beg you - to have something else other than a knife.

"No, because how would I be able to carry more medical supplies?"

Johnny looked at Simon with a dumbfounded expression, then back at you, "No, you at least need a gun, lass!"

"Sergeant, I don't need a gun! I have you guys!" You shrugged as you continued to pack your medical backpack.

"Oh my God, Woman!" Johnny exclaimed, waving his hand in protest as he left the room. "LT, please talk to her."

Simon looked over at you, sighing slightly, "Y/N, he has a point."

"I haven't had an issue before, why would I have an issue now?

"Y/N. What are you going to do if you get cornered? A knife isn't going to protect you against bullets."

"True. But again, I have you guys."

The vein already bulging out of Simon's forehead became more prominent.

---

"Wait, stand still!" You sucked in a breath, pressing your lips together as you bandaged Kyle's arm. The mission was over and you were waiting for a helicopter to come and pick you and the team up.

"Y/N, I'm fine." Kyle told her calmly.

"No, I have to re-wrap it because you keep moving, Serg-" Your eyes began to gloss over. Kyle placed his free hand over one of hers, making her look at him.

"Hey. You're ok. I'm fine, just a little surface wound. The bandaging doesn't have to be perfect, just good enough for us to make it back."

"But it'll get infected if I don't do it right!" You pouted, tears threatening to fall.

Kyle took a deep breath and re-assured her once more: "Y/N. It's ok. I'll be fine. You'll be fine. You did good out there."

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Captain Price patted each of the pockets of his cargo pants, looking for a pen. You stood beside him, holding a pen out for him. He thanked you for it, and started looking for something to write on.

You pulled out a small note pad from one of the side pockets of your cargo pants and handed it to him. He looked at you for a moment, thanked you again, then started looking for something.

"What are you looking for?"

"My cigars."

"Oh, you left them in your right jacket pocket with your lighter." You smiled at your Captain who just looked at you, then walked over to his jacket that was hung over a chair and checked the right pocket, finding his cigars and his lighter. Thinking you may be playing a prank on him, he looked at you for a moment, then thanked you.

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"I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?" Simon sat on a chair beside you while you were being patched up by one of the nurses on the base.

You couldn't meet the Lieutenant's eyes. Your eyes glossed over and tears threatened to fall. "Because I got hurt- I didn't- I couldn't-"

"Y/N. Look at me."

The nurse had left, leaving you and Simon. You took a deep breath and finally looked at him, eyes puffy and rosy cheeks from crying earlier.

On the inside, seeing you hurt, or seeing you cry, or upset - at anything, wrung his heart. He scooted over and looked up at her, speaking softly, "Hey. You did good out there, sport. We all get hurt on missions, you know what - there's a reason we got you on our team. You're our little healer - and we protect our little healer. But you getting hurt this time was not your fault. If you should blame anyone, blame me because I didn't keep an eye on you."

Simon - or anyone else on the team - only spoke softly to you - they all knew that and you knew that. Because they cared. You made sure they were patched up on the field. You made sure they were ok. You were their little healer. It was only natural that they make sure you're ok.

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clemswinecorner-socials · 1 year

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Unfaithful [JD]

the reader is a little bit the opposite of her sweet innocent brother, enjoy this ocasionally unhinged ocon!reader x jackie doohie :)

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Abu Dhabi

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yourusername guess who's ass is back at the track💁🏻‍♀️💁🏻‍♀️ tagged alpinef1team

posted novemeber 19th, 2023

alpinef1team good to have you back! estiebestiefan y/n!! we've missed you at the track, are you planning on making iconic tiktoks again?

yourusername absolutely! already have some in drafts baby

fanlovesyn y/n ready to be unhinged at the track again yourbestie you dont know how jealous i am itselenaberri i've missed you! randomfan so nice!! just curious, why haven't you been at the track for a while?

yourusername school! did an internship as an extra to finish up my studies after the summerbreak so i couldn't travel around much, but now i am fully graduated! randomfan congrats! we're all excited to have you back :) yourusername thank you 💗💗

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yourusername icymi: i did, in fact, not thridwheel this christmas. i did, however, get babyfever😻😻 tagged estebanocon, itselenaberri

posted december 26th, 2023

familyfriend merry christmas y/n! tell the loverboy i said hi as well ;)

yourusername merci beaucoup😚😚

f1obsessed omg pierre liked?! are they dating?? randomfan the caption is too relatable honestly if that was my bf id fall in love too friendorsomething baby fever or breeding k*nk?

yourusername i hate you

yourusername also there's kids here friendorsomething yours? yourusername get out of my comments

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yourusername well one of us siblings had to be unfaithful this year 🤭🤭

posted december 31st, 2022

yourbestie at least we had fun🫡 yndefender she's so hot estebanocon glad it was you not me randomfan not all the drivers lurking in the likes helpppp jackdoohan 😮‍💨😮‍💨 randomperson am i the only one weirded out by her behaviour?? her brother is an f1 driver, this isn't a good look

yndefender she's her own person and can do what she wants lol, besides esteban supports whatever she does lmao

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Bahrain international circuit

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yourusername oh how i’ve missed being trackside tagged alpinef1team, estebanocon, lance_stroll, jackdoohan

posted march 5th, 2023

f1lover that pic of lance🫠🫠 estebanocon i've missed having you here petite💙 yourbestie ahhh i can't wait to be back with youuuuu!!

yourusername me neither!!! and for you to meet all my new besties hehe

feederseriesfan feeding the jack girlies wth randomfan y/n i beg please make more tiktoks with lance yourbestie stop being horny on main challenge

yourusername no❤️

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yourusername straya! some great beaches and great bitches👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 tagged itselenaberri, estebanocon, pierregasly

posted march 30th, 2023

randomfan elena and y/n being besties is such a slay mickschumacher 😊😊 ynlover WHO IS THAT GUY

yourusername a hottie is who he is (also he’s preeetty good at ***)

estiefan y/n's bf being aussie is so real of her bc i'd fall for that accent too yourbestie tell the lover i said g'day

yourusername he rolled his eyes, said ai and told me to tell you he said hi back

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yourusername little bit of australia pics that didnt make it to the gram yet😼😼 tagged estebanocon, jackdoohan

posted april 5th, 2023

formulafan ok but she's spending a suspicious amount of time with jack atp pierregasly there's something missing

yourusername unfortunately yuki wasn't available because some french guy claimed him pierregasly i meant me

yourcousin people in love🤮🤮 (you guys look cute) jackdoohan spent so much time with mick and no pictures of him?

yourusername someone stole the pic i was going to use...

estebanocon rain was lovely as always randomfan seeing y/n interact with all these drivers except her brother is so funny

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yourusername it's officially out there that you'll be a formula one driver. so i'm writing a sappy post 🤗🤗 jackie, it's not where we're used to it, but you got the spot you deserve. you deserve to be in f1 wether thats with alfa romeo, alpine or red bull, and you finally got there. i remember the first time you told me "life always has its way", and it does. you deserve all the good things coming your way. now here's sappy thank you because i probably won't do a long caption like this until an engagement (preferably ours😇) you came in at the right time in my life when everything was going wrong for me and i needed change. you knew that and encouraged it, but you never made me change myself. i always had to do what felt right and "life would have its way", and it did. it'll feel weird to not watch the race with you, but cheering you on is the only acceptable reason why :) i love you, thank you for everything you did for me when you were here, jack. wish you weren't leaving, but life always has its way 🫶🏼 congrats on the seat, doohie posted july 25th, 2023

yourusername idk why im so emotional congratulating you as if i wont be cheering you on (and sucking you off) every race weekend, also hey guys me and jack are dating lolz!

jackdoohan it was very cute until the last part yourusername sorry its my way of coping jackdoohan im aware babe yourusername i know you are ;)

yourbestie congratulations jack!! so deserved estebanocon excited for you mate! @/jackdoohan

jackdoohan thanks brother🙏🏼

jackdoohan thank you baby 💙💙 i love you more than i can explain

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myewten · 10 months

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Here's part 2 of fubu! Jake, please enjoy

Sub Jake, Dom reader, Mommy kink, bathroom sex, degrading Jake, idk what else are the tags

Jake was in disarray; all of a sudden the perfect person appeared in front of his eyes all ready for the taking, someone who he'd happily set aside his player tendencies from. And as quick as you appeared in his life, you left just as fast. Days of messaging you on bumble, insta and telegram, all being left at seen, then all just being delivered. He knows you haven't blocked him and yet you choose to ignore his relentless messages.

It was all going so smooth, you guys were seeing each other for casual sex and the moments after when he hung out in your apartment made him think that there was a connection more than sex. Those longing looks, those shared blankets, those intimate touches by your kitchen counter, those stupid moments before you kicked him out.

Did they mean nothing to you?

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A week passed and Jake started to finally entertain the thought that maybe you weren't gonna come back to him. So he finally said yes when his friends Chan's invitation to go clubbing.

"dude, she's ghosted you for a week already. she's not gonna just appe---- wait isn't that her?"

Chan was almost worried Jake broke his neck just to check if you were really there. And low and behold, you were. Just as beautiful as the day you left...a week ago or so.

A black and red halter dress, hair and makeup all done, everything was perfect about your look for the night. It's like it was ripped right out of Jake's wettest dreams. The thing that pulled him out of his fantasies however was that you were dancing with some random tall and masculine looking chick.

He felt defeated, then he remembered "who gives a fuck, I'll just act drunk"

And so before Chan can stop his younger friend, Jake went waddling over to try and steal you from the chick that could most likely beat him up.

"mind if I steal you for a moment sweetheart?"

"and if I say no?"

"please mommy, I miss you so much"

"sit"

And Jake was sat right on the closed toilet while staring at your towering pressence. Awaiting patiently for whatever you'd give him, your attention was enough as is.

"what gave you the idea that you could grind your pathetic little dick on my ass when mommy was busy?" you were leaning on the wall in front of the toilet and slowly traced the tip of your red bottom heels on Jake's legs. Slowly ridding it up until it was pressed up on his visible hard on and slowly adding pressure while simultaneously giving Jake a wonderful view of you wearing his favorites pair of panties. It was a sight worth dying for.

All he could do was whimper at the sight and your actions almost making him finish. He hadn't touched himself since you left. "answer me, slut."

"I-i'm sorry mommy--! I miss you so much. p-please come back to me. I-i'll b-be so good for you. Just use me. P-please come back! I-i---"

You cut him off by a kiss and swallowing his moans, sitting on his lap to get comfortable for your next actions.

"if you don't make a sound, I'll make you my only slut. ok?"

All he could do was desperately nod as you already started unzipping his pants and taking out his aching dick. Even the sight of you spitting on your hand as if there wasn't enough pre-cum coming out of him to help you out made him even more turned on.

You started you pace slowly and teasing his tip as you nibbled on his Adam's apple. Jake's plump lips was most definitely bleeding from how hard he was bitting down to quiet himself. "Did you bring your car baby?"

a nod was all you got as a reply and you continued to fasten you pace and then stopping. "Good, let's continue this there. But first, let me take care of my poor little slut"

You knew him so well, all you had to do was go back to teasing his tip and he was all over your hand and whimpering ever so quietly.

he was hard almost instantly again when he saw you taste him from your hand and kissed him to make him taste his own cum. "open and swallow for me baby."

"good boy, now let's say good bye to your friend and you can taste mommy in the car ok?"

"yes, mommy"

#enhypen smut #enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts #jake sim #jake smut #enhypen #enhypen jake smut

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wowowwild · 6 months

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I asked for 20 but I also want to ask about 21! I love fic recs.

21. Did you ever read fanfictions? Which one is your personal recommendation?

Sorry it took so long! It took me a while to get everything in order, but here it is.

So fun fact: Whenever I read a fic I love I book mark it with the note j'adore so I can read it again later. Some of them get this note preemptively. I also tend to go through a tag on ao3 in date posted ascending order so I start with the oldest and work my way forward so I don't potentially miss anything, but I haven't made it all the way through some tags that I would like to. If there's a fic you think I would like that's not on here, I probably just haven't gotten to it yet! (Most of the newer ones on here I found through Tumblr.)

Also! I'm pretty sure any of the ones that involve smut I have marked as such, but please check the tags on the actual fic before reading! I am not responsible for what content you choose to consume!

That being said, here is Ace's All Time Best Fic Rec List (AATBFRL for short):

Nobody Can Just Say What They Mean (Series)- The first fic is Narumitsu and the second is Klapollo and I think about them allllll the time, especially Things Are As They Are altered me on a microscopic level. Rocks are just rocks, you know? (Narumitsu, Klapollo)

undeniable you (the currents pulling me onward)- Idk what to say. Kristoph Gavin dies in prison and Klavier is suspect #1. Apollo flies back to defend him and yaoi happens. I'm a sucker for Klav getting all scrungled up.

fame vs infamy (the price of writing fanfic out of spite)- It's a crack fic. It's funny. 10/10 would recommend. (Klapollo)

The Definition Of Home- And there was only one bed?!?!?!?!?! What?!?!?!?! And there was a little angst in the bed?!?!?!?!?! Unbelievable. Actually the angst was on the couch, the bed made it better. (Klapollo)

13 Hours- This fic keeps popping up in my fever dreams. I'm not even kidding. I didn't have it bookmarked the first time around but when I found it again, I was like 'oh, I know this one! It haunts my dreams!' and immediately slapped a j'adore on it. Airport Klapollo getting together.

Dig Enough Graves- This one is still being put out, it's a Klapollo roleswap and I love it. I get so excited when I see it's updated. So many things are happening and we have clues and I'm gonna figure it out, ok? *boston accent* I'm sleuthin 'ere! (rated M for violence and sex reasons)

stop the presses (series)- V funny. Apollo works as a columnist and writes thirst essays about KlavGav and gets a date out of it. I am very impressed with the coding used to make this look the way it does.

And if my wishes could all come true- I have reread this one a couple times. I think about it a lot. It is genuinely so funny and makes me feel all sorts of things. I love pre-relationship klapollo divorce complete with alimony while they were not not dating but actually not dating, Apollo you can't just assume that.

Nothing Like This Feeling- Apollo top suregery fic with a dash of Klapollo!

Turnabout Dishwasher- For when you get the hankering for a 422.6k work of art. It's like three fics in one that happen concurrently, which doesn't sound like a description that makes sense unless you read it. There are so many characters here, and shipping is part of it but it's also a whole lot of everything else. These characters are actually living and you get to take a look see. (klapollo, blackmadhi, wrightworth, look just read the tags on the fic there's so much going on)

Such Terrible Tales- A gorgeous magic filled AU with a focus on the casts of aa5 and aa6 and fun cameos from Investigations (so far). This fic is still on going and I would def recommend reading it as it comes out! I love trying to figure out the lore and what will happen next! This fic kind of pulls me off my hinges lol. (blackmadhi)

You Wear Stripes, Too?- Apollo and Klav come out to each other as trans and nb respectively.

Things Best Shared- Klav teaches Apollo guitar.

For A Bad Time Call Simon Blackquill- Iconic blackmadhi fic. I think about it all the time. V funny fake dating au with bits of angst.

Last Resort- And they were roommates! Blackmadhi roommates with lots of healing and shenanigans.

Dating for a Turnabout- Narumitsu fake dating for a case. Larry is there doing Larry things. Franziska did it to them bc she is very smart and cool.

Vacation All I Ever Wanted- I think about this sooooooo much. Tagline: One condo. Six lawyers. Seven secret plans. What could possibly go wrong? (klapollo, narumitsu, athena blackquill and trucy are there)

Alternative Dispute Resolution- Apollo makes Klavier talk to Mr. Wright before they can start dating. It's awkward (and funny) and Trucy is a delight.

Turn(about) my words- The fic where I realized I instinctively start laughing when someone gets shot. He's fine. uhhh narumitsu, phoenix got shot of course bc why wouldn't he and found family stuff.

You're Alive (And that's the only thing that truly matters.)- Klavier gets poisoned and Edgeworth tells the nurses Apollo is his partner so he can get in to see him. Turns out I don't laugh at poisonings, only shootings.

Dog Days- Apollo and Trucy go to another Gavinners concert and Polly misinterprets everything all the time.

Reckless Endangerment- One of the funniest klapollo get togethers. Pollo insults him real good while he's standing behind him, klav thinks about going abroad to study, phoenix has prosecutor going abroad ptsd, apollo might actually be into the gavinners, or at least the titular member.

Good Advice- Klavier Gavin makes categorically bad decisions in the face of love. (klapollo)

Hot For Justice- klavgav gets a muse, guess who?

Rules for Dating a Rockstar Prosecutor- klapollo first date that literally everyone is more invested in than Apollo (until he actually goes).

The Things We Do For Gym Access- Fake dating so Apollo can use the gym at Klav's place until the one he normally goes to gets fixed. Except they're actually really into each other and it's killing me everyday it's killing me I'm dead I'm dying they're so dense and in love and can't figure out why they haven't been caught and it's bc they actually feel like that and on top of pretend dating are pretending to date each other to themselves just kiss istg. Rated Explicit for sexual reasons.

The Walk to Tomorrow- Narumitsu doing Narumitsu things.

Legal Partners- Oooooooo this one! I also think about this one a lot. Narumitsu and klapollo and everyone is idiots they're all idiots. Klav and Edgeworth make a stupid, stupid bet about who has the more meaningful connection with their preferred defense attorney. I love this type of fic.

Turnabout Rubesville- Edgeworth gets accused of murder in a small town bc he's a grump. Phoenix sorts it out.

You Ever Been In Love?- Everyone gets way too involved in making Wrightworth happen, and it goes horribly until it goes right.

Gravity- Rated Explicit for sex reasons. Tbh I really like the oc. She's real cool. def read the tags for trigger warnings. (klapollo)

The soul truth (and nothing but the truth)- Franmaya! There's some spirit medium shenanigans and Lang is a bro.

Exorcism- Klapollo AU aa4 rewrite Kitty is a doll I love her these boys are unhinged look they have a conspiracy closet ok? Rated E for sex reasons.

Play Your Cards Right- Narumitsu agree to go on a date and shake hands about it. Rated E for sex reasons.

Hostile Environments (Series)- Justquill Shenanigans

satisfaction brought him back- Justquill Simon gets turned into a cat. I love fics where someone gets turned into a cat. There aren't a lot but it is a trope I enjoy. I've def read this one a couple times.

Stripped- Klapollo impending. Apollo is also secretly a stripper. Idk if this fic will ever get finished but I liked everything in it.

Curiosity Created the Cat- Klapollo impending. Also not finished and maybe never will be and only 3 chapters but in this one Klav gets turned into a cat. I'm sorry.

if it's really me you seek- Klapollo. I'm just going to post the official summary bc I j'ador'ed it but I don't remember exactly which one this is: Or, when Apollo comes home from Khura'in only to learn that Prosecutor Gavin is avoiding him, the last thing he expected was for Gavin to offer to let Apollo stay at his house while he looks for a new apartment.

As of right now this is everything in my bookmarks that I've read, I think you can figure out my favorite ship lol.

#narumitsu #wrightworth #klapollo #justquill #franmaya #ace attorney #ace's ask #blackmadhi #i'm not tagging individual characters you couldn't pay me #aatbfrl

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gallawitchxx · 1 month

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weekly tag wednesday thursday!

oooh baby, look at all the hotties that tagged me to play yesterday: @darlingian @creepkinginc @suzy-queued @metalheadmickey @too-schoolforcool @lingy910y @crossmydna @sgtmickeyslaughter @iansw0rld @juliakayyy @thisdivorce & @energievie !!!! THANKS HOTTIES! how fun!

how is your day going?: so far so good! i honestly laid in bed for hours this morning - much longer than i intended to. but i think that's fine!

are you okay?: life has been super whumpy lately & i haven't been riding the waves all that gracefully. but yeah, i'm okay! this too shall pass.

what is your favourite shade of your favourite colour?: i don't really have a favorite color, but i love turquoise that's more blue than green.

are you single?: i am Very Married!

are you happy about that?: yeah! my wife's the best! we have our shit, like all couples do, but i wouldn't be who or where i am today without her. i'm very lucky.

what age do you feel in your brain?: oooh... 970?

do you feel like the good times are behind you or ahead of you?: both! past, present & future good times for me, bayybeee!

do you have a best friend?: many! but in the traditional sense, yes. i have two besties who i've known since childhood & it's a blessed miracle that we're still loving up on each other after all of these years.

did you have a childhood pet?: i had fish & a couple of cats!

do you sing or whistle around the house?: oh, i was literally just singing take me or leave me from rent (both parts thank you very much) while doing the dishes! so yes! my wife & i also are constantly making up dumb songs lolol.

do you light candles or incense?: yes yes both! more candles now, but incense when we used to *gasp* smoke weed inside hahahalksgjsl. but now we're strictly backyard stoners, so the candles work just fine. plus, i have tons of witchy candles too that i'm always working with for spells & such.

are you busy Friday night?: no? lol. what day is it? we have some weekend plans, so a friday night in sounds grand!

if you were a circus performer which act would you be in?: probably a fortune teller (typecast), but i think in another life, i'd want to be a trapeze artist & swing from the rafters!

what is your favourite outfit?: oooh this one's easy! a white mock turtleneck, my black Wildfang overalls, and sneakers!

what's the last thing you created?: i'm working on a writing project for work & still attempting my end of the Having a Ball collab with @callivich (hi calli, ily calli, thank you for your patience calli), but i suppose the last thing i created was this art of mickey's booty.

what is your favourite fic or book of all time?: it might need an update, but my forever favorite book is a tale of two cities by charles dickens. my favorite fic? shit that's hard. eerrrrmmmm - i truly cannot answer this, sorry lolol.

what are you looking forward to?: by this time next month (plus a few days), i'll have hugged all of my favorite people! HOW EXCITING FOR ME!

what can put you immediately in a better mood?: a movie night with the pals! a play sesh with my pup! a smoocherooooo.

do you like hugs?: love 'em! c'mere! let me squeeze you round the middle & bury my nose in your neck!

what is something you wish people understood about you?: oooh. um, i think that because i'm pretty positive all the time, people don't think to check in on me & see if i'm doing ok? this isn't a plea by any means lol - i'm good! - but it takes a lot of effort to keep a good attitude when the world can be so harsh. also! i'm a witch! don't mess with me! *wink*

tagging @heymrspatel @howlinchickhowl @whatwouldmickeydo @whatthebodygraspsnot @milk-o-bitch & @squidyyy23 - who may not ever see this, but who i almost put down for favorite fic! (i'm DAD's #1 stan!) & who i miss every day of my life! if you don't want to play, that's cool! imagine we're laying together in a field of green, looking up at a clear, sunny sky. ily.

#thanks for tagging me y'all!#weekly tag wednesday #tagged

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takami-takami · 4 months

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Ignore the character backgrounds because they can be used to psychoanalyse me 👀👀👀

The first one is a Jellyfish-based quirk named whose hero name is Jellia. She was my main OC around the time I introduced myself as one of your anon hence the anon tag. Her hair can take shapes into any jellyfishes she's ingested in the past (I fr think she'd vibe with Suneater and Fat Gum) and inherit their attributes and she's sort of buoyant in air and she kisses the floor that Gang Orca walks on. If there are no more Gang Orca fans in this world it's because she's dead. Originally made her to have the same age range with Hawks but now she's in the same age range with the students but has no pairing considering she's a child and I think it fits her jellyfish motif to be ace. She's got unresolved mommy issues. Like. How can she resolve it when her mum is dead? Also her maternal grandad hates her and compares her a lot to her dead mum lol.

BUT my now main OC is Miss Chief who I literally based all my c.ai RPs on is Miss Chief who has a Kitsune XI quirk (she's the most traumatised amongst my BNHA OCs because her entire family lineage is built upon quirk marriages 💀 she's the biggest Endeavor anti only 4th to Dabi, Natsuo and Shoto. She's not related to the Todoroki's but she'd fit right in). Literally a government dog (don't call her that tho she's not a dog :( she's a fox meant to be free in the wilderness (ok dog)). Trained in the HPSC with Hawks as a teenager so you can imagine why she's extra spicy in the head. My thought process of developing her is literally "Jellyfishes don't go into heat/rut cycles :( ik Hawks' quirk is not actually avian based BUT I gotta cover all bases and make her compatible with fanon Hawks too!!!" and so Miss Chief was born. Dug around my brain and remembered I had a nine-tailed fox OC once and was like !!! Oh. Yes. Anyway, she's crazy but she's best friends with Hawks so I feel like she has every right to be

Last one is just. ✨Me✨. It was a coping mechanism I was reaching a point in my course where I'm trying to study and understand pharmacokinetics and going like "damn why am I here just to suffer" so I made an OC whose quirk amplifies the pharmacokinetics of a person when she smacks her DNA into them. Think of it Stain does it. She's the least problematic since she's Recovery Girl's granddaughter. Her only problem is that she's fucking socially awkward around Hawks because she has the biggest fattest crush on him but cannot act upon it because he was her patient 💀. She met Hawks in the hospital while he was recovering and he was complaining about how his pain medications haven't kicked in yet and she just stares at him blankly, licked her palm and gave him a SMACK and was like "ok my job here is done" and he's just there like why did you smack me tf "unlike my grandma I don't kiss patients bye" and scuttles off and had to beg her manager to send her off for an early break and then put her somewhere else later. Literally drew and made lore about her in between me making notes from lectures LMAO

OHHHH I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEIR DESIGNS!!!!!! ADORE THEM.

#💌 asks #JELLYFISH EMOJI LORE.....

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epiphanytear · 2 months

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Favorite k-pop group tag game!

Thanks to @cosmicdreamgrl , @cordiallyfuturedwight, and @aprylynnfor the tag 🫶

Who is your favorite k-pop group?

B 🕺 T 🕺S goes without saying lol

Which member sparked your interest first?

Taehyung! I kept seeing things from Jump on insta and his voice really drew me in

Who was your first bias?

Yoongi, my beloved

What makes them your current bias?

Ok, where do I begin. First of all, Yoongi is my first bias and I suppose I could say he is my ultimate bias, but just barely. It’s a very minuscule amount which is why I say I have a bias line, and for me that is the hyung line, and no I don't consider them bias wreckers. They are my actual biases. I’ll try to keep my love for them brief:

Yoongi: He is so inspirational. I’m kinda tearing up as I write about this, but he makes me believe in myself, that it’s possible to get through my trials. His way of showing affection is similar to my own, and I can see myself in him, especially creatively.

Jin: ngl, I'm very protective of Jin. Any time I see someone talk bad about him, or downplay how hard he works I bristle. And he is such a hard worker. I see someone who loves what they do and loves being with the people they love. He is such a breath of fresh air, and also, as others have mentioned, a bit of a mystery and I love that.

Hobi: Hobi has so many characteristics that I want to embody, and maybe I already do. I admire him greatly, and his passion and drive. I also love how down to earth he is. He's a ray of sunshine, yes, but he's also not afraid to show his grit. He's similar to me in that we light up talking about what we love.

Namjoon: Namjoon and I are kindred spirits in that we are both Virgos lol. I like to call him my overseas twin, since by the time it's Sept 11th (my birthday) where I live, it's already Sept 12th in SK. Different dates/different time zones, but still the same moment, ya know? In all seriousness though, I love the way he thinks and analyzes things. I love when he breaks down his creative process for us, and just his overall demeanor.

For all of them, they each embody something that I see in myself, creatively and personally. But they also embody characteristics that I admire, and that I hope I can one day see in myself. And, if you want to get read, check out this insta. She gives deeper meaning additions on bts biases and it was spot on for me for all for the four of them lol.

Who is your bias wrecker?

Jimin! all by his lonesome lol. No but seriously, I'm always awestruck by him, especially when he dances. It's so graceful, and he's also just so so sweet.

Which members are you currently obsessing over that aren't your bias/bias wrecker?

Thanks to all of the incredible gifs on my dash, probably Jungkook. Looking at you, Steph lol. Anyways, he's a real cutie so it's only fair.

When did you first discover the group?

During the Butter era, but like I said before, it was because of their song Jump that I went 👀lol

Have you ever been to one of their concerts?

I had the absolute privilege of being able to see Yoongi during his D-Day tour. Tbh, I'm still shocked that I got that opportunity? It felt like a fever dream. Still does. One of the most amazing experiences I'll probably ever have. I haven't seen them as a group, but maybe the opportunity will come. 🤞

What are some of your favorite songs by the group?

Well I have my unchangeable top 5: EPIPHANY my love and my soul song, also my queen Tear, First Love, Dionysus, and Run BTS. But they have such an incredible discography so some honorable mentions are: UGH, Black Swan, Pied Piper, Airplane pt. 2, Not Today, and Love Maze. I could go on, but we'd be here a while 💜

Tagging (If you wanna): @jiminsproof @fireworksgalaxy @kimtaegis @miss-bruja @serendipetite and @thisfuckingdeadlife

#this was super fun #tag game #get to know epiphany

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morguevampire · 1 year

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(Un) Fortunate Encounters -Chapter 1

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summary: You already had enough shit to deal with in your life and probably could have done without bumping into a wanted Sokovian terrorist/criminal by accident. Of course this random encounter had to turn into a whole new mess but could it perhaps turn into something beautiful?

warnings/tags: fluff, smut, angst, mentions of kidnapping, mentions of torture, drinking, mild alcoholism, dark themes, slow build romance, not really Stockholm syndrome but that’s up for interpretation

chapters: 1/?

word count: 1.062k

pairings: Helmut Zemo x fem!Reader

author’s note: Hallöchen und Willkommen zurück! I haven't posted anything in ages but I suppose I am back with quite a challenge for myself: a multi-chapter Zemo fic? I will try my best to actually finish this story and post (semi) regularly - in case people are actually interested. Please excuse the kind of cryptic summary. I have the story more or less planned out but I am quite spontaneous so I might just switch stuff around. Already working on the next two chapters tho :)

As always, English is not my mother tongue so I am happy for any corrections concerning spelling, grammar and general sense-making. Also let me know what you think in general and if you are interested at all in me continuing this work. Thank you and Tschüsseldorf

You can also find this work on https://archiveofourown.org/works/43158162/chapters/108466263

Chapter One: Strangers

It must have been last Tuesday, you recall, while one of the detectives presses play on the security footage that they are showing you. You were storming out of the bank, you somehow managed to block your credit card and you were in a rush since you had to go fix it during your lunch break. God forbid you took an absence from work for stuff like this, your boss was an asshole.

You bumped into a guy on your way out, which you didn’t even fully register but apparently it was the worst thing you could have done because you’re currently sitting in an interrogation room of the fucking FBI because of it. The two detectives not so quietly knocked on your door this morning, all but dragging you out of your apartment – you were seen with a wanted criminal and brought in for questioning, while your apartment was being searched by forensics.

It’s now been almost two hours of “How do you know Baron Helmut Zemo?” and “What did he say to you?”. He apparently escaped prison again and was on the run leaving basically no traces. You told them time and time again that yeah, you knew who he was… from the news… but that you really didn’t recognize him bumping into you and had already forgotten the encounter a minute after it happened, so caught up in your own shitshow of a life. At least after the 10th time of trying to make it clear that you did not KNOW the guy they followed a different strategy in questioning you.

“Please, Miss, close your eyes for us and try to recall the moment. We really need details to get a lead on finding the bastard.”

You did as you were told. It was difficult; the fluorescent lights of the room already giving you a headache and the atmosphere rigid and uncomfortable but you really tried going back to that moment in your mind.

You remembered rushing out of the door of the bank. Not too many people were around. You were looking at your phone, checking the time to see you needed to be back at work in 10 minutes when suddenly you full on pumped into a guy in a dark purple sweater and gray baseball cap. Your phone slipped out of your hand and you remember that he bent down to pick it up at the same time as you. He mumbled a quiet “apologies”. He was quicker to grab your phone, handing it to you with a simple “Are you ok?” while intensely staring at your face, slightly tilting his head. Remembering now you could probably verify he had an accent, but it could have also just been that you now knew that a Sokovian terrorist asked you that question. You mumbled a quick “yeah, yeah no worries” and got up quickly. In your memory the exchange lasted maybe a few seconds but seeing it on the security footage it seemed to take ages until you were on your feet again heading away from the man. He even turned around to watch you storm off and quickly disappeared himself.

You could kind of understand why the FBI was suspicious about the encounter but you really did not have any useful information. Eventually, in combination with the lack of evidence in your apartment, they recognized you were a dead end and let you leave, simply warning you to stay in the country and to tell them should you remember anything useful.

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Once you got home you collapsed on your couch. The apartment felt strange, knowing just mere hours ago a team of men in white suits basically took it apart, looking for any kind of evidence that tied you to the man that bombed the UN.

You let out a big sigh that turned into a grunt and rubbed your eyes. You were exhausted and pissed off and maybe also a little bit scared. You couldn’t shake the feeling off that this wasn’t a simple accidental running into some stranger. This man was a mastermind. A villain. He had the brains to take out the avengers and yet he makes the mistake of bumping into some random woman all while getting caught on a security camera. What was he even doing at the bank?

Thoughts kept circling around in your head and what’s the thing a mindful, responsible adult with a good coping mechanism does in that situation? Pour a glass of wine and do some research on google. At least it was Friday night, so you had the whole weekend to come up with weird conclusions and maybe take one or the other semi-drunk nap. You opened your browser and in a Bella from Twilight kind of way simply googled “Helmut Zemo”. Random articles popped up, some pictures of him during his arrest and as with any brutal criminal there was of course a whole community of people romanticizing him. You looked down on his “fans” for justifying his actions but did you blame them for finding Helmut Zemo attractive – not really. You had to recall how he looked at your face while picking up your phone, brown eyes staring intensely into your own while a deep, quiet voice asked you if you were ok. And that’s when you shut your laptop and slumped back in your seat, groaning once again because what the fuck. Were you really that desperate and deprived of attention from the male species that you would let your thoughts go into that direction. No. It was time for bed, even if that just meant staring at the ceiling for however long it took exhaustion to overpower your restless mind.

The next morning you couldn’t really remember how you got into your pajamas or whether you brushed your teeth but your mind was still full of images of him. Coffee should help, you figured. You stared absently at your little Italian moka pot, contemplating the day’s activities when a loud crash suddenly erupted. Almost as if somebody just smashed down your front door. You startled, froze on the spot and became extremely scared. Was it the FBI again? Have they found something after all? Something that you weren’t even aware of? You were just about to turn around when something heavy hit the back of your head.

And everything went back.

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countrymusiclover · 10 months

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62 - To Getting Rebekah Back

Part 63

Gemini Runaway

Tag list ask to be added @icefrye19 @secretdreamlandmentality

Dragging Aurora's limp body into a room of the Mikealson's compound I threw her against the wall while we waited for her to come back. Flipping my hair out of my face I scoffed leaning against the wall. "I don't see why we can't just do a mind dive on her like Klaus did with me when I was still a witch."

Freya began burning some sage in a circle in the middle of the room. "I'm shocked you're thinking about the safer option. A few minutes ago you wanted to kill her."

"Oh please. She's annoying me enough where I still want to kill her." Snapping my gaze downward to her slumping my shoulders. "But she's the only one who knows where Bex is."

She nodded her head seeing that she was waking up. "Took you long enough."

"Oh, are we to play a fun game?" Aurora asked, lifting her head up.

Freya burned some more sage around her. "Actually, yes, and now that my spell has made it so that no one can hear what happens…"

"Cause in case you missed it we're gonna have a lot of fun." Bending my knees I grabbed her chin in my nails flashing my fangs.

Aurora smiled up at me. "Raelyn, how I wish I could adore your flair. I can't forget the fact that you gave him what I couldn't."

"Ohh well I can rub it in your face after you tell us where Bex is." I wined releasing her chin from my hand.

Aurora made a nose looking at Freya now. "Oh, ok, so then what, pray tell, are we doing here?"

"I think I'll leave my sister in law to tell you what's next." She sat the sage down when I rose to my feet.

Crossing my arms over my chest I smirked wickedly at the vampire girl. "You're gonna tell us where to find Rebekah, or we're going to kill you."

Aurora made a disappointing face. "Oh. Hmm."

Raising my hand up I snapped my fingers drawing her up to me holding her by her throat. "Where's my sister in law?"

"Not telling." She snapped.

"Ah sha lana!" I responded where she grabbed her head falling on the ground.

"Still…not…telling." She groaned.

Turning on my heels I launched one hand forward, breaking her legs together at once. "Tenebris lapsus!"

Aurora fell on the ground but she began laughing where Freya stepped up, beginning spells of her own on her. She launched her around the room like a rag doll for hours. Until she landed against the dresser panting. "Uh!...Is that the best you've got?"

"Until I can kill you yes!" Baring my teeth together in frustration I clutched my hands into fists causing some fire in one hand. "Incendia! I'm gonna ask you again... where is Rebekah?"

She smirked, rising to her feet before Freya snapped her fingers causing her entire body to feel pain. "You're quite strong for an infant."

Vamping up to her I punched her across the face. Aurora ran towards me where we went back and forth hitting one another until I slammed her against the wall. “Ah! Uh... Uh... Uh! Ah! Uh! Uh! Ah! Agh! Oh! Rrgh! Ha! Ah! Uh! Huh!”

Freya clutched her hand forward causing the red head to hold her head yelling in pain for a few minutes. “Whoo! Ha ha ha! That actually hurt. Ha ha! Oh, I haven't felt pain since the 1700s... kind of tickles... and for that, I'm gonna make you suffer.”

“No you’re not actually.” I grabbed her by her shoulders siphoning from her.

She winced sharply. “Huh! Agh!”

"How about a werewolf bite, you psychotic, little bitch? Cause I know someone who doesn't have a relationship with you. Motus !" Growling in her ear I released her into the wall.

Aurora smirked where I wanted to snap her neck right then. “By all means if only I can laugh in your face when Nik heals me.”

Freya glanced at my direction growling through her labored breath. “Maybe Klaus would heal you, but I doubt he would heal your brother. Why don't you have your werewolf Hayley bite him instead?”

I smiled at the red head. “Hmm, that’s not a bad thought.”

Aurora threatened, crossing her arms over her chest proudly. “No one should dare harm my brother... Seeing as you're all going to need him if you want your precious Rebekah back.”

Our group was back in the dining room with Lucien clicking his tongue. “Longitude and latitude. Lovely.”

Tristan clinked his galls with his sister. “Well, despite our differences, I believe great strides were made today.”

Aurora smiled. “Hmm.”

Elijah made a threat sitting back down at the table. “Tristan, I can't murder you this very moment, but I could just as easily tear those eyeballs from your skull and feed them to your sister.”

Klaus warns him with me leaning against the armrest of his king chair. “Elijah, these are our guests.”

Aurora said back. “ Nik, it's so sweet of you to defend us.”

“Don’t get too comfortable with the idea!” I warned her by crossing my arms over my chest.

“You know, I doubted my brother's wisdom in bringing us all together today, but he was right. We must confront the harsh realities we all face and make difficult choices... To ensure our collective survival... And I have every confidence that my choice... Will be the right one.” Klaus got to his feet moving behind Tristian suddenly snapping his neck.

Aurora gasps at what he had done when he threatened her sternly. "Were you anyone else, the servants would already be mopping your blood from the floor. If you do not bring my sister home, Tristan will die slowly and in tremendous pain."

Aurora croaked through tears. “You betray me after all your promises of love.”

Nik raised his voice at her getting in her face threatening her to bring her home. “I meant to keep those promises! It was you who shattered them when you took Rebekah! Now I have your brother, a sibling for a sibling. I want Rebekah back.”

Aurora got in his face vamping away. “You will regret this. Huh!”

Freya asked him with me standing by her hip. “After everything today, you just let her go?”

Elijah reassured her. “Aurora should be easy enough to control. We have Tristan now.”

Klaus shifted closer to his vampire flashing his golden wolf eyes into his. “Lucien... You will take me to Camille, and you will surrender the medallion, or you will meet an end so cruel, the devil will weep.”

Stomping around the knocked out vampire I didn't bother wasting time vamping to his place. The elevator door opened quickly where I noticed that Cami was waiting outside holding a daylight ring. “Cami, we have to go now.”

“I took that vampire guy's daylight ring. He can’t get out until dark.” She told me to hold it up.

Taking her hand in I rushed us back to the elevator tapping my foot nervously until the door opened again and I gasped under my breath. "Aurora, shit!"

"Hello again, Raelyn." She smiled wickedly. "You must be Cami."

Cami's heartbeat began to race in our vampire ears. "Raelyn, what do we do?"

"Don't worry. I can take her!" I revealed my fangs and the veins under my fangs to her.

Aurora backed us into a corner when she revealed something from behind her back. In her hands was a stake and a vial of some liquid that I could only assume must be werewolves venom or something. "Oh on the contrary dear girl. You see she won't be getting the upper hand against me this time."

"What the hell are you going to do to me?" I growled shielding Cami with my body. "Leave Cami out of this."

The red head shook her head. "Sorry not an option. You see, I need her for my plan."

"Raelyn - uh!" Cami grunted when Aurora shoved a needle in her body to the floor.

I attempted to vamp at her but she pressed the tip of the stake over my heart. "Ah ah not so fast, darling. You might be a witch but I can still stake you and kill you with this."

"You really are a bitch. Why are you doing this?" I bared my teeth.

She leans forward. "Cause I won't let you keep my lover from me. Now either you come with me willingly or I kill Cami right now."

"Why you little -" I cut myself off when she moved the stake over her human heart in a taunting way. "Huh…fine."

Aurora grinned, dragging the blonde human towards the doorway. "Excellent."

"Dic mihi, hva du vet…" I mumbled praying that she didn't hear me do my mind spell before I followed her through the elevator. "Nik, please find us before Aurora kills me or Cami. We need you."

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bteezxyewriter12 · 2 years

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Love Motel/ 12

Pairing- Changkyun x Named Reader

Word count- 2.5k

Includes- Fluff, oral, pussy eating, cum swallowing, fluff

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Changkyun POV

"I don't know if I can Kyun. I have to study for the final tomorrow. It's my last one and I'm freaking out", she texts

I frown at the text

I haven't been able to see her as at all this week because of all her finals

I miss her

And I just got through a boring dinner with my grandmother, Daseul and her parents

I almost fell asleep at the table, I was so bored

Then I was forced to speak to Daseul as her parents and my grandmother left us alone to eat dessert

I didn't know what to say to her

She knows I'm only doing this because I have to

And I know that's why she's doing it

But she's acting like we're an actual couple getting married

She spoke to me all about the wedding and the new things she chose

Like the color of the napkins

Like I care

All I did was nod while I thought of Joanne

Wishing I was with her

Planning on seeing her

After Daseul left, I texted Joanne

And I'm not mad that she's saying no

I understand that school is important to her and she has to pass if she's going to Mongolia next semester

But I'm frustrated that I can't be with her

Unless....

"Bring your books. You can study at the motel. I'll help you"

I wait for her text back

"Really? Isn't that boring for you?"

"No jagi. It doesn't bother me"

"Well ok", she answers

"Great. I'll pick you up in half an hour"

That gives me enough time to drive home, change, pick a hotel and go get her

"Great. I'll get ready", she texts back

I send her a thumbs up emoji then go find my grandmother to say goodbye

---------------------------------------------------

"Uh the Cambrian period?", I ask her, looking at the flash card she made

"First geological period of the Paleozoic era and Phanerozoic Eon. Lasted 53.4 billion years"

Christ, she's a memorization machine

We already went through twenty cards and she got all the information on them right

I don't know what she's so worried about

"Proterozoic Eon"

"Geological eon spanning 2500 to 538.8 million years ago. Most recent part of the Precambrian "supereon." Longest eon of the Earth's geologic time scale. It's subdivided into three geologic eras the Paleoproterozoic, Mesoproterozoic, and Neoproterozoic"

"Uh yeah", I say, my eyes following the words she's saying

"Next", she orders

"What's the longest era of the Earth's geological history?"

Didn't she just answer this?

Wasn't it the proto something?

"Paleoproterozoic Era. 2,500 to 1,600 million years ago. First of the three sub-eras of the Proterozoic Eon. During this era that the continents first stabilized"

"Right", I say then go to the next card, "What are the subdivisions of the Paleoproterozoic Era in order?"

"Fuck. Uh Statherian Period, Orosirian Period, Rhyacian Period and....uh...and ..Ectasian Period"

I raise my eyebrows at the card breathing out

She's gonna freak out

"They're all right but the last one. Is it the Siderian Period? Am I saying that right?"

"Fuck", she yells, frustration on her face

"Baby it's ok"

"Give me the card and go to the next one", she growls

Uh ok

Wordlessly I hand her the card, which she slams down on the bed, and I just look at the next one

"The Archean Eon and its uh eras in order?"

"Second of four geologic eons of Earth's history, from 4,000 to 2,500 million years ago. Continents formed and the earliest known life started. Eoarchean, Neoarchean, Paleoarchean and Mesoarchean"

"You um got the order of the eras wrong"

"Goddamit!"

She takes the card from me and reads it to herself, "Eoarchean, Paleoarchean, Mesoarchean, Neoarchean. Eo, Paleo, Meso, Neo. Why can't I fucking remember it?"

I watch her whisper the order to herself over and over

She's really hard on herself

And really stressed

"Jagi, maybe you should take a break"

"No. Keep going"

"Jagi-"

"Just read it Kyun!", she snarls, making me jump

I've never seen her this worked up before

I take her hand, lacing our fingers and kissing the back of hers, "Ok baby"

I look at the next card, "Hadean and lunar divisions"

"Hadean", she says shakily, "Started with the formation of the Earth about 4.6 billion years ago and ended 4 billion years ago. The lunar divisions are.....uh...um...pre....pre.

Uh pre-n something....I..I can't remember"

Tears form in her eyes as she tries to wipe them, "I don't fucking remember. Goddamn it. Why can't I remember?"

"Jagi, when was the last time you slept?"

She looked so tired when I picked her up and now she looks even more exhausted

And it's only 8 pm

"Uh....not last night....I took an hour nap at seven..."

AM?

It has to be AM

It was seven when I got her

"The night before last night? I don't know. I finished my bio final then I went right to studying for geology."

"Baby you're exhausted. You can't remember the answers because you need to sleep"

"I can't sleep Kyun! I need to pass. If I don't I can't get into the study abroad program and I'm going to have to re-take the class and wait six months before I can apply again"

Her hands are shaking and she's on the verge of completely losing it

"When is the final tomorrow?"

"At four. I have to get the rest of the cards right, then go over my notes and the text book and fuck there's not enough time"

She bursts into tears in a panic and I grab her, hugging her to me

"Baby, it's ok. You're just overtired ok? You need sleep"

"I can't"

"Yes you can Jo", I tell her, running my fingers in her hair, "Jo, you're so smart ok. You know all this stuff. I'm one hundred percent sure you do. You're just messing up because you're exhausted and your brain can't think. If you keep going like this until tomorrow, you will fail."

"Kyun don't say that!", she sobs

"Then lay down with me and sleep ok? I'll set an alarm to wake us up at eleven. I'll bring you food and I'll help you study again ok? You already know all this stuff. It's just a review. And you'll be able to take your final after a night's rest and you'll ace it. I know you will. Just please try to sleep"

I know what it's like to be up for hours with no sleep

It feels like you're going crazy

You're mind is running a million miles a minute, all your thoughts are out of order and everywhere, you can't get a clear thought

That's what's happening to her and if she doesn't sleep it'll just get worse

"But..how long do you have the room for? We didn't plan on staying over"

"All night baby. Don't worry about that ok? Can you lay down with me?"

"I..I don't think I can sleep though"

"I'll help you relax ok?"

She nods, "Ok"

Kissing the top of her head, I let her go, moving all her stuff to the table

Getting out of my hoodie, I stay in my shirt and sweatpants, getting in the bed next to her

I kiss her softly, moving her to her back

Kissing her neck, I move on top of her, pulling her pants and panties down as I kiss down her body

"Kyunnie"

"Shh baby. I'm helping you relax so you can sleep ok?"

She bites her lip, nodding

Once I get her bottom clothes off, I open her legs and slowly lick up her pussy

She gasps, moaning softly

I run my tongue up and down, slowly, letting her feel all of my tongue

Her legs shake as I slowly eat her pussy

While she gets so much pleasure from this, I have to admit I do too

I love having my face, my mouth between her legs

I ate other girls out but I never enjoyed it as much as I do with her

Fuck, I'll gladly do it to her for hours, feeling her pussy against my tongue, tasting her, sucking her clit, tongue fucking her

I always liked getting blow jobs and even though she's amazing at it, I'd rather eat her out

If it's a choice between a blow job or going down on her, I'm eating her cunt

Moving my tongue over her clit, she gasps in pleasure as I keep the flat of my tongue against her bump, massaging it

Feeling it throb against my tongue

That feeling sends pleasure down my spine and I lick her faster

Her fingers move in my hair, holding on softly, her breathing becoming more labored

Gently taking her clit in my mouth, I suck softly, slowly, tugging on her, absolutely loving having it in my mouth

"Kyun", she whimpers, her legs trembling

Her other hand moves down, taking mine, lacing our fingers together and holding on

And it feels right

It feels like her hand belongs in mine, like it's supposed to be there

She moans my name, coming with the next suck of her clit

Her hand squeezes mine even harder

I play with her, sucking her through it until she finishes

Moving my tongue down, I taste her sweet cum, licking and cleaning everything up

And I can't help but moan as I do

"So good baby. Fuck you taste so good"

Moving one of her legs over my shoulder, I slip my tongue inside her, pushing in as far as I can with her clenching as hard as she can

I wiggly my tongue around, hearing her moan softly, then slowly pull out and lick up, between her pretty pussy lips

Sliding back down, I dip my tongue in again, slowly fucking it into her hole

"Kyunnie, please"

"Tell me what you want baby girl"

"Faster"

I oblige, tongue fucking her faster but still going as deep as I can

"Baby", she whines, her hips moving slowly, sliding her cunt up and down my tongue

Moaning softly, I continue to dip my tongue into her, feeling her clench around it, sending pleasure down my spine

"Kyunnie", she moans as another orgasm overtakes her, her hand in my hair keeping me against her pussy

Swallowing, I go back in for more until there's no more of her sweet cream left

Her legs start to close but I stop her

"One more. Please. Keep these gorgeous legs open for me jagi"

Her legs open for me again and I suck on her perfect clit, sliding my fingers inside automatically finding her spot, pressing on it and rubbing softly

She whimpers, her body shivering as I move my fingers in and out, my mouth tugging on her throbbing bump

Fuck I love it

Sucking a little faster, she moans, clenching on my fingers

Almost

Squeezing her thigh, I brush her spot and her orgasm starts, pussy fluttering around my fingers

I don't stop playing with her clit, helping her ride it out as she softly calls my name

"Kyun. Kyunnie"

After, I pull my fingers out, sucking her off them, then licking her pussy until her cum is gone

I sit up, moving next to her, taking her in my arms

She leans against me, her head on my chest, her forehead against my neck

"Ggg..give me a minute", she yawns

"No jagi", I tell her, lifting her hand and kissing the back of it, "Just stay"

"But you don't want-"

"No baby. I didn't do it to you to get something back", I tell her, running my fingers in her hair, "I wanted to help you relax and you are"

"But-"

"You need to sleep jagi. There's plenty of time for us to be together after your final"

"Are you sure?", she asks sleepily

"Absolutely", I assure her, "Sleep baby. I'm right here with you ok? I'll hold you all night"

She snuggles into me more, her hand gripping mine tight

It doesn't take long before her breathing evens out, her cute little soft snores the only sound in the room

She needed to sleep

It's evident by how fast she fell asleep

She's so hard on herself when it comes to school, working herself to death

I get it, she wants to do good, she wants to go to the dig site but she can't keep going like this at the expense of her health

She never would have made it through the night, staying awake

And she definitely wouldn't have done well on the final with next to no sleep

This way she can rest, I'll get her food in the morning and I'll help her study the rest of whatever she has to study

Which reminds me

I grab my cell from the dresser, opening the clock app and setting an alarm for 11 a.m.

Putting my phone down, I close my eyes, holding her tight

I'm not tired but I'm not getting up

I promised her I'd hold her all night and I will

---------------------------------------------------

"You got this jagi", I tell her as I pull up to her school

After a good night's sleep, food and her tea she was able to finish studying, blowing me out of the water at how much she knows about these time periods, I never heard of

And how easily she recited all the information

How detailed she is with what happened in each one

I teased her about being right about sleep and she stuck her tongue out at me

It was adorable

She really didn't need to study much, finishing early

So I gave her good luck sex, making her cum six times before her final

Needless to say she's relaxed and confident about the test

"Thanks Kyun. For helping me"

I smile at her, "Of course jagi"

She smiles back, so fucking gorgeously

Reaching out, I run my fingers in her hair, a cute blush appearing on her cheeks

"Remember baby, if you do good I'll eat your pretty pussy and fuck you until your cunt is numb"

She swallows hard but nods, "I'll do better than just good. Good isn't good enough"

I just smile wider, "I know you will baby. Text me when you're done and I'll come pick you up ok?"

She nods, "Yeah Kyunnie"

Moving my hand from her hair to the back of her neck, I pull her in for a kiss

Her arms move around my neck, kissing me back

I don't know why I want to kiss her so much

I shouldn't

I shouldn't be doing any of this

Going out with her, helping her study, dropping her off at school

Acting like a normal boyfriend when I'm anything but

And I'm not even her boyfriend

I'm just her sex buddy

I know that for me, it's more than that

I have feelings for her

Fucking Jooheon was right

I like her, she's funny, she's so smart and she's interesting

The fact that she's amazing in bed is such a huge bonus

I can't let these feelings get any stronger

I won't

I can't have her and that's the end of it

I have to eventually tell her I'm going to be married and stop this

Soon

But right now I'm just going to enjoy being with her

She pulls away, immediately pressing another kiss to my cheek

"See you later baby"

I nod, watching her get out of the car and go inside the building

Then I drive back to the hotel to wait for her

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jess-the-vampire · 1 year

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Okay I've been lurking in the AROFAM tag (noticed there have been a lot of people asking for a masterpost, sorry I asked again in my prev. ask!) and this is what I've understood so far:

- Caleb runs off into BI with Evie, leaving Philip who thinks he's basically been abducted

- Philip also makes it to the BI years later in an attempt to rescue Caleb, only to find him happy and well

- Caleb makes him Biscuit, who he at first doesn't like because magic

- At some point the stabby fight still happens

- But Philip feels guilty & scared about it and makes a deal with the Collector to give Caleb immortality. Philip decides the Collector is too dangerous to free and backs out of their deal, meaning he doesn't know how to reverse the immortality thing.

- Caleb doesn't know what's going on or why he isn't aging, and his kids try to help him break the curse until they die

- Philip goes on the run as a witch hunter.... Maybe because he stabbed Caleb..?

- At some point Philip consumes a palisman and becomes cursed. He locks Biscuit away in a closet to resist eating him too.

- Caleb stays with his descendents. At some point one of them becomes Royal. Or maybe it starts with Eda, who still gets the Owlbeast curse.

- Caleb uses the CC disguise, no one knows it's been the same guy for centuries.

- Young Luz enters the BI and befriends Eda & King and the gang. Eda accidentally kills her at one point, and tries to make grimwalkers of her. Hunter was one of the initial failed grimwalker attempts using Caleb as a base.. maybe because he's human?

- Eda sends Darius to send baby Hunter to the human realm for. Reasons. It's dangerous for humans?

- Hunter is moved from foster home to foster home. Darius is unable to return to the BI but unable to take Hunter because eventually he'll have to leave, so he just keeps an eye on him.

- Eventually Hunter finds his way to the BI through Belos' portal. At some point Kiki joined Belos.

- They do palace infiltration Shenanigans

- Caleb/CC is sent after the gang but. defects? at some point? and just lives with Philip, Hunter, and Kiki fulltime afterwards.

- Unclear on if Caleb and Philip had reconciled before this

- Caleb and Hunter get very close, despite Belos being his first mentor, and Caleb adopts Hunter

- Hunter let's Biscuit out of the closet

- Eventually the truth comes out that Hunter is kind of Caleb's bio son

- Hunter. Leaves? And has adventures with Willow?

- Caleb wants to cure Belos, Belos wants to return to the human realm, Eda also wants to go to the human realm because? Reasons?

- Eda teams up with the Collector

- Lilith is. Maybe a double agent / spy throughout all this?

- Caleb and Philip sneak into the palace, Collector spills the beans about the immortality thing and Caleb is understandably mad

- I guess Collector is freed, befriends king and imprisons Philip (and cures him?? turns him back into bearded pre-curse Philip at least) while the rest escape to the human wold where Caleb experiences culture shock and guilt and Camilla is also there mourning Luz and wondering about this weird new kid who looks like her missing daughter.

Did I get that right?

This is such a cool, detailed AU thanks for making it!!

currently trying to start updating the archive blog : @areverseoffeathersandmud-archive

but yeah!, you picked up on a lot!

there's some stuff that's not completely right, but that's just because i haven't talked about some of those topics yet, like how collector was freed by king this time around so that's not on you but more on me needing to touch on it and how it happened in this au.

And there are things that I have tackled that you're only slightly off on.

like philip is not cured by collector and he has a beard because of how much time has passed since arofam KT, but that's ok because you did a great job still getting most of everything else

if you guys have questions, just ask~

I'll get to whatever you wanna know with time

and thanks, i'm glad you love it!

#a reverse of feathers and mud au #a reverse of feathers and mud #areverseoffeathersandmudau

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A Voice Through the Nothingness Part 8

Check out this post by @marvelmusing for what I used as a visual for my post scars Billy.

I hope everyone is enjoying my fic, it's about to pick up so now is a great time to comment and let me know what you like about it.

Series Masterlist

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7

Contains: Longing, pining, mild angst, this is still a slow burn.

4.6K words

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“But nothing makes a room feel emptier than wanting someone in it.” - Calla Quinn

It had been five weeks since Billy left the hospital and despite Dr Charles telling him every session that his feelings would fade, they hadn't. He was back at work now, his suit feeling like home as he took calls and met with clients.

Getting back to his life had helped but he still found himself angry at the most minor things. There were a lot more annoyances now, and while he didn't miss the controlled environment of the hospital, he did miss all the people there.

His mind often floated to Hazel, he thought about what she was doing with her life, how work had been, what she was doing on her time off, he went around and around until he was overwhelmed with thoughts.

Frank bursting into his office pulled his attention away from his swirling mind, he didn't seem happy, "why does one of our cars show they were out the front of Hazel place for two hours last night?"

Billy drummed his fingers impulsively, "she lives in a shithole Frank, there are fucking rats and trash everywhere."

Frank sighed, Billy had been like this, obeying Hazel's request to stay away while worrying continuously about her. He was still staying away if he cased her place while she was at work, "Bill, you gotta stop. Hazel's a big girl, she can look after herself."

Frank was being careful, mindful of Billy's anger and the cup being tossed at his office wall proved that, "she deserved to be looked after, not watching her back while she walks down the street."

"Like she looked after you? Billy, she told you she needed distance and then she told you she would never have feelings for you. You have to let her go man, this isn't healthy." Frank was growing worried, he knew Billy would never hurt anyone who didn't deserve it but he also knew Hazel was going to say or do whatever she could to keep Billy from falling deeper in love with her.

Billy rubbed his face, "she was lying, we both know that."

Frank wasn't in the mood to go over this again, "it doesn't matter, she told you to stay away."

Billy looked at his friend, "I'm just going to keep an eye on her, just in case."

Frank's jaw clenched, "no you won't, if you keep this she will find out and to drop you into the shrink. I'll do it and I'm not going to tell you anything, you'll have to settle for knowing I'll make sure she's ok."

"Fine, I just want to keep her safe." Billy's voice was still full of anger.

"And I'm going to do that Bill but you can't be involved. She will hate herself if she thinks she's messed up you getting back on your feet. Don't be a selfish bastard, you gotta do what she's asked."

Billy's eyes fell to the ground, "I know. I just miss her so much."

Frank sighed, "yeah man, I can tell but she's doing ok. Dr Charles said that this won't last forever and in a few months, if she's ok with it, you can try and see you again but you can't do that if you don't get your head right and get over this. I know you don't think so but you're feelings are changing, you just gotta give it time."

Billy smiled softly, "yeah, well I still feel like shit," he took a deep breath, "now I have to go meet this guy, he wants full detail and he's willing to pay."

Frank chuckled, "you might have lost your step with the ladies but at least you haven't lost your sales smarts."

****

"You have to stop beating yourself up about this, you did the right thing and like you say to your patients so many times, you can't help your feelings, you can only understand them."

Hazel appreciated Dr Charles' confidence but she still felt like shit, "yeah yeah, we've been over this a million times before but even with a clear head I still feel like an asshole."

Dr Charles adjusted his glasses, "You didn't do anything wrong, you were aware of your feelings and where they came from and you didn't act on them. You knew that pulling away would have done more harm than good and you stuck it out. I know I don't say this often but you were in a no win situation and you made the most of it."

Hazel sighed, "I miss him, and it's not just Billy. I miss all of them and it sucks that I lost friends over this."

"That's normal, and while I know you don't want to hear about how Billy is doing even though he gave me permission to disclose how's he doing, I want you to know that he's working through his feelings. It's taking time but he's coming to realise that you were telling the truth." Dr Charles felt for both of them, but it was as clear to him as it was anyone else that the feelings went beyond trauma, it was his job to make sure they knew to what degree.

Hazel smiled softly, "so he's doing good?"

Dr Charles nodded, "he is and I know it's only been ten weeks since but he is making amazing progress. You are too and like I've said a million times before, with time you and Billy can and should spend some time together so you can work through this and have closure."

Hazel shook her head, "I just want to be his friend again."

"And maybe you can have that, but for now, you need to focus on not kicking yourself every time you think of him." He hopped up and went to the file drawer before returning with a folder, "if you need reassurance, you can read my notes on him."

Hazel held up a hand, "no, I don't want to."

Dr Charles smiled, "well then, I guess I'll see you next week?"

She nodded, "yep."

****

Billy leaned against the door frame and flashed a smile, "You know Macy, there's an amazing hot chocolate place about twenty minutes from here, maybe we can give it a go?"

The blonde twirled her hair, "I'd like that Mr Russo."

"Please, call me Billy." Billy was surprised at how easily he fell back into his old ways, this was as easy as breathing.

"Alright Billy," she pulled a bit of paper out of her purse and wrote her number and address on it, "see you at six."

She swayed off and Frank took her place, having watched the interaction from afar, "good you for Bill. I mean, it's been three months, I was being to think your dick didn't work."

Billy huffed, "my dick works fine thanks."

****

"Don't wobble your eyes at me, you fishy asshole, I'll feed you in a minute." Barry swam to the top of his tank and spit a glob of water at the lid, "fine you little shit, I'll give you some snails but you bet quit being a dick or I'm putting you in the soup."

Knock knock

Hazel sighed, "I'm coming." She raced to the door, Lizzy was standing there in the tightest pair of jeans she had ever seen and a silver silky T-shirt, "you look amazing."

Lizzy smiled, "thank you, are you will too once you let into your closet. We are going out tonight and we're going to dance and get all our drinks for free."

Hazel sighed, "you know I don't like going out, I have study to do anyway."

Lizzy rolled her eyes, "you're not in school any more Hazel, do case reading later. I'm not leaving here without you."

She rolled her eyes, "fine, you know where my clothes are. I need to feed Barry."

Lizzy smiled, "that's what I want to hear." When she walked by the tank she waved to the fish, "Hi Barry."

Barry swam to the glass and wiggled back and forth, "don't look at me like that dude, I know. I'll feed you before I leave."

When Lizzy came out, she had an outfit similar to her own in her hands, tight black skinny jeans and a simple dark blue crop top T-shirt, "that's very dark?"

"Well yes, we're going to a club. Put your hair in a bun, put on some silver jewellery and you'll look great." Lizzy handed Hazel the clothes and went to the tank to interact with Barry.

"Contrary to your belief, I know how to dress." Hazel wasn't offended, she just wanted to enjoy a quiet night in.

Lizzy sighed, "I know that but when was your last date?"

Hazel shrugged, "I don't know, two and a half years ago."

Lizzy tilted her head, "there you go. I know you have style, you just need a little help."

Hazel tossed on the clothes, not bothering to go behind the paper screen to change, "see you look great, it even shows off your tattoo." Lizzy was right, the detail black and grey botanical tattoo that stopped just before her scrubs started was on full display.

Hazel glanced at her arm, "Yeah yeah, can we at least get some food on the way? I don't want to be dancing all night with an empty stomach."

Lizzy smiled, "Sure, the club has some really nice food. There's nothing stopping up from getting a table and eating there."

Hazel rolled her eyes, "alright, just let me feed Barry and then we can go."

"Let me do it." Lizzy was already rushing to the fridge.

"Sure, I'll get my keys." Hazel resigned herself to it, maybe it would be good to get out for the night.

****

Frank shook his head as Billy walked up to him arm in arm with another woman, a redhead this time. Frank smiled at her then pointed to Billy, "Can I steal him for a bit?"

The woman smiled, "of course."

She walked off and Frank gave Billy a look, "it seems your back to your old tricks?"

Billy smiled, "yeah man, I am. Like I told you, I gotta share the wealth."

Frank sighed, "so you're finally over Hazel?"

Billy paused, "it ain't like that man. I miss her like hell but I can see what she was saying now. It wasn't love, at least not like that. I still really care about her and I'm not going to lie to you, if I saw her on the street it would kill me no to say hello but she said she needed space and I'm giving it to her. It's been four months, she old me that six months down the line I would be thankful for what she did and I am, had we started anything I would have fucked it up."

Frank raised his eyebrows, "wow, therapy has done you wonders."

Billy chuckled, "Yeah, I'm real balanced now. Where are we going anyway?"

"Club Blue, the owner wants us to do protection from an upcoming event. If we do well, he wants to hire us permanently." While a club wouldn't have been in their roster before, Thomas' advertising was being in all sorts of clients.

Billy smiled, "Great, I'll just grab my date and we'll head off."

Frank sighed, "Billy the Beaut, your dick's going to fall off one day if you keep this up."

Billy shrugged, "but not tonight."

****

Hazel looked out the taxi window and took in the streets, "where are we going?"

Liz looked up from her phone with a smile, "Club Blue."

Hazel's eyes went wide, "Lizabeth, they sell sixty dollar mac and cheese and ninety dollar cocktails, who is paying for this?"

Lizzy sighed, "The owner is putting on a huge event in a few weeks and they want advertise, there'll be a heap of free stuff."

Hazel shook her head, "but we need to get in, how are we going to get in when it's the hottest thing in town?"

Lizzy placed her hand on Hazel's leg and gave her knee a squeeze, "I have two tickets and the only person I wanted to take was my best friend. It's super high end, there won't be any creeps, the music will be nice and I don't plan to go home with anyone so we can dance the whole night."

Hazel's shoulder fell, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be a killjoy."

Lizzy smiled softly, "you're not being a killjoy. We're going to have so much fun and looking the way you do, you're going to get a whole bunch of attention and you can turn down every single one that looks your way."

Hazel sighed, "why the fuck not."

Lizzy's smile grew, "that's the spirit."

It didn't take long for them to pull up at the club, the bright blue sign filling the night sky with a blue glow. They hopped out of the cab and walked to the front, bypassing the mile long line when Lizzy flashed the tickets. The red rope was moved to the side and they walked in, the music filling Hazel's ears as they got further into the club.

"Wow, this place is fancy. Like really fancy." Hazel's eye went from one thing to the next, the bright dangling lights to the dark blue walls and the white furniture, "those will get dirty fast."

Lizzy huffed, "I'm sure they'll keep it clean. Come on, let's go get some drinks and before you say anything, they have a whole range of mocktails."

They walked up to the bar and Hazel looked at the menu while Lizzy ordered and G an T, "I'll have a strawberry fizzle, no alcohol please."

The bartender smiled, "Good choice."

He made the drink and slid it across the bar, Hazel taking a sip and moaning as the burst of strawberry hit her tongue, "wow, this is amazing."

Lizzy smiled, "yep. I think we should order now, get in and eat dinner while we still can, that good with you?"

Hazel nodded, "yep, I want the duck fat fries and the classic hamburger they sound amazing."

Lizzy's finger grazed the solid metal menu bolted to the table, "and I think I'll get the duck fat fries and the fried fish."

They went to order but the bartender held up a finger, "already done ladies, have a seat at one of our tables and we'll have it out soon."

Hazel blinked, "gee wiz, we'll never be able to afford this place again."

Lizzy chuckled, "Nope, so enjoy it while you can."

****

"So we have four entrances, two for our guests and two for our staff. The small guest entrance at the back, which we just went through, is for the VIP guests and the one at the front is for our regulars. We don't care which ones our staff use but we do want our kitchen staff to use the one closest to the kitchen." The owner gave them a speedy tour, acting like Billy and Frank were already working for them.

"We'll see that on your plans if you choose to hire us." The owner had already sent Billy's date to the VIP area to enjoy a drink and Billy wasn't happy about having to beat around the bush.

The owner smiled, "well then, we can head to the VIP area and you can enjoy some drinks on us, see if you like our business and we'll talk about your fees."

He directed Frank and Billy to a set of couches slightly above the main floor and half hidden behind frosted glass, joining Billy's date who was waiting for them with drink in hand, "it's really nice here Billy."

He smiled and her and placed a hand on her knee, "It is." He turned to the owner, "now we won't waste your time, if you want to hire us we'll need some things first."

The man raised a hand, "Anything."

Frank cleared his throat, "First things first, you'll need safety measures in place, that's a different code word in each bathroom and drug tests behind the bar so you can test if someone thinks their drink has been spiked. We'll need assurances that you do fire checks regularly and have done drills for clearing with place out when it's full and we'll need a list of the people you've barred for the establishment."

The owner swallowed, "I'm sure we can get all that for you, our main priority is the safety of our guests."

Billy looked around, searching for all the windows are doors he could see from where he was sitting. His eyes scanned the crowd, and his heart skipped as he looked closer, confirming the women he was looking at were Hazel and Lizzy. He shook it off and returned to his conversation, she looked happy and he wasn't going to risk that by bothering her, no matter how much he wanted to clear the air.

****

They had been dancing for at least an hour when Lizzy paused the fun, "I gotta pee, I'll be back."

Hazel huffed, "You've got a weak ass blader, but I'll come just in case." They hurried off to the bathroom, up a small flight of stairs and around the corner to the bathroom. It was just as nice as the rest of the Club and Hazel took a moment to check her phone while she waited for Lizzy.

Her friend picked up on her facial expression when she stepped out of the stall, "what's wrong?"

Hazel sighed, "I got to pop outside and make a phone call, one of my patients took a turn, I'll be back."

Lizzy nodded, "off you go, I'll have a drink ready when you get back."

Hazel rushed out and Lizzy followed, now that she wasn't in the middle of a conversation, she was able to have a good look around and her focus was drawn to a small bar off to the side. As she walked towards it, she walked past a small frosted glass petition, her eyes going wide when she saw a man sitting with Frank and Billy and Billy's arm slung over a woman's shoulders. They all met eyes and Frank gave her a soft smile while Billy sat there like a deer in headlights.

Lizzy headed to the bar, planning on waiting for one of them to approach her rather than say something and good thing she did because just as the bartender was about to shoo her away, Billy walked up with a smile, "Whiskey for me and water for my friend."

"Hey." Billy looked good, his hair was longer and he had grown his bread in, he must have been close to how Hazel first described him.

He smiled softly, "hey. I saw you and Hazel and the dancefloor, you guys looked like you were having fun."

Lizzy nodded, "yeah we are, you look good."

Billy nodded, "I'm feeling good," he took a breath, "look, I'm not going to say anything to her, I'm doing what she said and staying away."

Lizzy sighed, "she missed you Bill but this distance is a good thing, having said that, don't be surprised if she called you in a few weeks for coffee."

Billy felt calmer than he thought he thought would at that news, "so she's doing well?"

"Yeah, she's great. She had to take a work call but she'll be back in a bit. If you're feeling up to it maybe you can talk to her tonight, I know she'd be happy with it." Lizzy was happy Hazel had dealt with her feelings but she knew that if Hazel waited any longer to get closure with him, she would never do it.

Billy shook his head, "no, I've got a hot date so I don't think she'd be happy with that. I've been meaning to ask Dr C but I guess I can ask you, is Hazel going to the charity dinner next month?"

Lizzy nodded, "yep, we both are. Will you be there?"

Billy smiled, "We all will be, we wanted to thank the hospital for everything they've done for us so we donated some seats and offered to do security."

Lizzy smiled, "wonderful, I'm sure you and Hazel will talk the night away."

Billy sighed, a strange feeling coming over him, "I'm sure we will."

****

"I think he's going to be there, Lizzy told me she saw him when we went to that club a few weeks ago but she wouldn't tell me much more. I want to talk to him, finally get over all of this."

Dr Charles nodded, "I think that's a great idea. Billy has said the same thing and while I think Lizabeth should tell you the conversation word for word I see no issues with you and Billy pursuing a friendship now."

A friendship?

Hazel blinked, "you think it will be that simple, even after everything?"

"I do. You have made it clear to me that you no longer feel at fault for what happened and Billy now understands why his feelings arose. I think that not only will it be beneficial for you to clear the air but I think it's important that you both move on from this together, not only because you still care about each other but because you are friends with Billy's friends and they are close with Lizzy. You can never go wrong with another support network." Dr Charles could see as clear as day that it was the right thing to do, he was just sad it took Hazel this long to stop being upset at herself over the whole thing.

Hazel sighed, "I don't think I needed that much convincing but thank you anyway."

Dr Charles smiled, "well then, I look forward to seeing you on Saturday night."

****

"Oh my God, these dressed are insane." Hazel couldn't stop looking at the price tags.

Lizzy wasn't having it, "It's just a one off, I've seen your bank account, you can afford it."

'Yes, because I'm saving so I can buy a house outright, I need every dollar I can get." Hazel didn't live in a shithole for no reason, she was doing her best to get out of there by any means necessary.

"It's one night Hazel, you should live a little." Lizzy paused and walked over to a dress Hazel had been eyeing the whole time they had been there, "Try it on, please."

Hazel huffed and took it off her, disappearing into to change room with an unimpressed look on her face. When she returned Lizzy could see how much she loved the dress, "I can't afford this Liz, I've got dresses at home."

Lizzy shook her head, "Then I'm buying it for you. Don't say no, I'm not going to let you, just say thank you."

Hazel sighed, "Thank you Lizzy, the moment I buy my house I'll pay you back double."

Lizzy chuckled, "you better."

Hazel spun towards to mirror to take a good look, finally ok to take it in now that she could have it. The dress was a deep green, floor length and covered in tiny embroidered flowers. The skirt had a little puff to it and the sleeves draped over her arm, the whole thing showing off her tattoo so tastefully that it made her look like some kind of woodland fairy. It fit her perfectly and the corset bodice clinging to her waist made the skirt sway even more.

She took a deep breath and turned back to Lizzy, "I love it so much."

Lizzy smiled, "I know. Come on, now that you've got that we have to go buy shoes, I'm sure you'll be able to find something you like and if you can't pay for it, I'll buy it for you." Hazel went to protest but Lizzy stopped her, "nope, you are going to look amazing even if I have to force you to."

Hazel shook her head, "I love you Liz."

Lizzy walked up to Hazel and pulled her into a hug, "Love you too Hazelnut."

****

Frank fixed his tie and straightened his suit, "What Bill, no date for tonight?"

Billy shook his head, "you know I'm planning on talking to Hazel tonight, I don't want to make some poor women feel like shit because I'm talking to someone else the whole night."

Frank smiled, "what a gentleman. What did Doctor Charles say yesterday?"

"He said that a friendship with Hazel would work but only if I'm honest with myself and with her and that I need to be sure that I don't have any lingering feelings, which I don't. She's my friend and I know now she did the right thing. If all I get to do tonight is say sorry for all the shit I put her through then that's fine with me." Billy didn't know when his feelings for Hazel faded, he just woke up one day and she wasn't the first thing he thought about.

"I just want you to be happy. Look man, I've said it to you before and I'll say it again. I think you're feelings for each other are a lot more than you two understand and sure, maybe you getting your head smashed against the floor fucked a few things up but you knew each other before it happened and while I don't like to think the universe has a plan, maybe it does here." Frank knew his friend well, Billy still felt something for her.

"I can't tell you how I'll feel when I see her again, I just know that I put her in a terrible position regardless of how she felt about me. If I'm going to do this, I want her to want it too." Deep down, even though his feelings had changed, Billy hoped they could grow again in a healthier way.

Frank nodded, "Well, we're leaving in ten so you're about to find out."

****

"Did you ever think we'd end up at the yearly charity ball?" Hazel was amazing at the ballroom, it was decorated with twinkling fairy lights and soft white drapes, the huge windows letting in the glow of the city just enough to feel fancy but not too much to feel exposed.

Lizzy shook her head, "nope, but we've done pretty well for ourselves this year, I think we deserve it."

Hazel nodded, "fuck yeah we do."

"You wanna get a drink?" Hazel followed Lizzy's finger to the long bar in the corner, the bartender putting on a show for the patrons lined up waiting for their drinks.

Hazel shrugged, "sure, why not." They wander over, Hazel leaning on the bar as she looked over the menu, "I'll have Whiskey on the rocks please."

Lizzy smiled, "ooo, living a little?"

Hazel shook her head, "no, I just don't have to work tomorrow."

Lizzy opened her mouth to respond but familiar faces walking through the door stopped her, she tapped Hazel on the shoulder and pointed behind her, Hazel turning around with interest. Her heart skipped a beat when her eyes landed on Billy. He looked great, his hair was back to the way it was when they first met, albeit missing where the scar went into his hairline, and his beard had grown back in.

She could tell Billy was already looking for her and they met eyes across the room, Hazel waving softly before picking up her drink and walking over. Billy gave her a soft smile, his heart racing in his chest, "Hello Hazel."

Hazel smiled back, trying to compose herself, "Hello Billy."

Part 9

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