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uh-oh-its-bird · 24 days

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There are so many naruto time travel fics out there but what I need SPECIFICALLY is an ANBU era team of Kakashi, Tenzo, Itachi, and Shisui getting flung into the founders era.

Like. Ok just looking from the political side of it that's;

A) 2 very young and VERY powerful Uchiha's (one of which is the future clan head!! Politics!!)

B) A very fucked up baby mokuton user who's still in the middle of being deprogrammed and can totally pass for Senju

C) The free wild card that is Hatake clan lore on top of having a stolen sharingan. On top of *that* him being the team leader of a team of kids who, in the time period context, should both be at eachothers throats and probably not be expected to obey the commands of someone not only from another clan but a way smaller one

Theres SO much potential there!! So many political implications in virtually ALL of the directions!!!!

Yk what as I'm typing this out I'm having ✨️ideas✨️ so let's make some story points to sort those out:

• I think itd be neat to have this happen like. A year? Ish? Before the massacre? So age wise, and full disclaimer I'm referencing Google and Wikipedia rn so I could totally be wrong, I think that's :

Kakashi (18)

Tenzo (17)

Itachi (12)

Shisui (15)

Could be wrong about the ages but honestly it's my world you're just living in it, so.

Then me going totally purely off of my own headcannons, were going to say they came in a about a year before Izuna died and place the founders ages as:

Madara (23)

Hashirama (23)

Izuna (19)

Tobirama (18)

Big fan of Tobirama being the youngest between the 4 but projecting the aura of someone as old as like. Idk, however old Madara is. Very funny to me, 10/10

• I'm personally a big fan of dogteeth kakashi so we're running with that all the way home. Also a huge fan of the "Hatake's are a distant, more feral cousin of Inuzuka clan" hc along with some sprinklings of "back in the day they had a bit of a Reputation(tm) for being a 'lill wild, and everyone generally tries to avoid them. Which isn't too much of a problem because theyre a very small out of the way clan from Iron, they just have a big reputation in contrast to their size.

In more modern times tho, along with (obviously) having dwindled down to a single depressed teenager, they've become a lot tamer over the years due to village life. Kakashi is a Hatake, 100%, but he is NOT up to the standards of this time. Which becomes a bit funny when people see him, go "oh FUCK it's a Hatake" and then start edging slowly towards the door like he's about to rip their throat out with his teeth. Meanwhile he's standing there like 🧍‍♂️"am I that ugly."

Give me a scene where, finally used to this reaction to him from the general shinobi population, the team starts to use it to their advantage.

"Give us the scroll or we'll let the Hatake off the leash to have his fun with you. He's been awfully hungry latley you know, hasn't had fresh meat in days"

Kakashi, feeling kind of stupid, gave his best growl.

It caused an almost immediate, embaressed flush to rise to his face, but he didn't let up. It sounded more like an almost pathetic puppy growl than anything to his ears, but apparently it was enough to convince the trembling enemy nin because he slowly lifted the scroll up in offering.

Wow. Now he couldn't tell if he was embaressed for himself or for this guy.

Probably both to be honest.

• So like. Itachi is the clan heir. That's big. That's important. Let's do something with that.

First off, I had a great time reading this one fic (tho I don't even remember what the fic itself was about now, oops) where a plot point of it was how Sasuke is just a walking stereotype of main house Uchiha. Like people look at him and they don't just go "oh that's an Uchiha." They go "oh fuck that's an UCHIHA Uchiha." He's so fucking painfully, obviously related to the very tippy top of the clan that anyone not blind can tell. It's in the way he looks, it's in the way he talks and treats those around him, it's in the way he fucking holds himself. You look at him and every other stereotype about the Uchiha clan is there in big, bold letters. (On top of that he's also a dead wringer for Izuna, which I'm such a sucker for and desperatley wish people would do more with)

So like let's give that to Itachi here because it's so fun for several reasons.

First off; Sasuke in this is like. Straight up a doppelganger of Izuna, just a few generations apart. They could be twins. Itachi, as I'm sure you are aware, is Sasuke's big brother. So let's take some liberties and say that Itachi could absoloutley pass as a blood sibling to Izuna and Madara.

He is however 12, so we're also going to say that the only people who get to make this connection is anyone who's seen the siblings when they were also at a similar age.

On top of that however he has the 'walking amalgamation of all the stereotypes of the main Uchiha house' so anyone who isn't blind will look at him and assume he's somewhere in the sphere of 'important main house person' tho who really knows how distant the relation may be exactly. No one !! That's who !!!

Second; He's the fucking clan heir!! What the fuck!! This bit would have the most impact after all the messy time travel reveals when things have settled down a bit, so it'll sit in the back pocket for a bit. Save it for some fun shaking up later down the line so we don't run out of all the fun reveals too fast and bore the readers, yk?

When it is brought up tho it'd be fun to maybe have some fucky Itachi and Madara mutual understandings of the way things work.

• So. Madara is like a bit of a scary bed time story to Uchiha children, right? Like. "Ooo make sure you don't get too obsessive or fall too deep into your grief and always stay loyal to the village or you'll end up just like Madara!!"

Something something Uchiha-Village relationships are tense as hell, something something Madara fucking over a lot of the clan with his whole. Everything., Something something scapegoat and old stories, something something 'people have probably been talking a lot more about how "god dammit this all started with Madara" in recent years.'

Now with that in mind let's take a look of what our time travelers think of Madara:

Itachi is a good Konoha soldier. Itachi (as has been very much fucking proven) would rather beat a possible problem before it even exists with a hammer till it dies an ugly bloody death than even RISK it blossoming into a proper problem. Itachi does not like Madara. Itachi personally, quietly thinks they should maybe wait till the village is formed then carefully arrange a little accident for him before he goes off the rails. He, even more quietly, maybe even thinks it would be a kindness. Allow him to be remembered well by the village instead of scorned.

Shisui I think is cautiously optimistic about him. He's the kind of guy who gives the benefit of the doubt, who weighs the options, risk and reward, but includes things like hope and compassion in his calculations. Yes, Madara was a uhh. Thing. That happened. But in every story his big blow up always come from one specific event; Izuna's death. So if they stop that from happening, wouldn't it secure both a better future for them and Madara? The history books never went into detail about Izuna, he doesn't know what he's like, but maybe his involvement in the future, on Konoha's side, could lead to even more profits for them long term. At the end of the day he's not against killing Madara (though to be clear, they are at first operating on trying to avoid all interactions with historical events and return home without touching things) but it'd be nice, to manage to get a happy ending for everyone. Unrealistic maybe, but nice.

Mmmm hear me out actually, maybe Shisui, after interacting with him a bit, finds that Madara reminds him of Itachi too. They definatley both have that "I would do unspeakable things to even dream of my loved just one more time" energy, if you know what I mean

Anyways; Kakashi and Tenzo are both neutral on Madara. Yes, they learned about how he betrayed the village when young just like everyone else, but they weren't getting the bed time stories and "do this and you'll end up just like him" warnings like the Uchiha's. They're possibly leaning into negative but are detached from the situation enough to just go "well he hasn't done it yet and his brother is still alive so he won't any time soon" and be done with it

• Now, on the the total opposite side of the spectrum you have Hashirama and Tobirama. People are brought up in Konoha to fucking IDOLIZE these guys. You can not tell me our team of time travelers wouldn't be at least a little awed to speak with them.

I think Tenzo would be the most wide eyed about Hashirama, both for the baseline "holy shit that's the Shodai Hokage" and also that fun juicy mokuton user imposter syndrome he has going on for him. That guys DNA is inside his body!!! Holy shit wait does that mean if someone did a blood relation test with them he might read as being related to him?? Fuck were gonna pocket that for now but like. Mmmmm potential.

I'd say Itachi is the most hesitant about Tobirama but again, village loyalist, so.

You know what tho maybe Shisui is the most hesitant about him (though still largely positive) he both def grew up looking up to him but can also see the anti-Uchiha policies people inact now with the implications that Tobirama would have approved of it. He doesn't know if he would, but like, he has to wonder.

Kakashi is probably the most normal about them (and also has experience in being close to a hokage (Minato) to know that at the end of the day they are painfully human) Don't get me wrong, he's still in some sort of awe! He might get a little lightheaded at the thought of seeing the God of Shinobi in proper battle, or the possibility to see the famed genius of Tobirama with all the different jutsu's he's invented. You can't tell me Kakashi didn't spend a little extra time reading about him when he was trying to make Chidori. Honestly I'm gonna roll with that and say he had a bit of a phase as a kid where he was a total fan boy. Maybe sprinkle in the good old HalfHatake!Tobirama hc to add some faint daydreams a lonley babykashi had after his father's death, about getting to meet him as family. Like cmon, little genius idolizing and projecting on some big history figure only to find out they're actually related? Can you say potential?

Anyways he did eventually grow out of the phase, probably got unattached to it all and lost interest after the whole "losing everything he loved" bit of his life. And at the end of the day, he doesn't have any real complex personal hang ups on the founders like the others do. Thus, most normal.

• And then my favorite most special boy, Izuna !! He's for sure the one they're all most neutral about. He's not actually taught about in the academy? There's probably some throw away line about him in some history books somewhere, but he died young and was quickly buried by the looming shadow of Konoha. The only real knowledge had about him in modern times is just a vague "Yeah he got killed by Tobirama which lead to peace being made but also lead to Madara losing his shit"

Poor Izuna he's the linchpin for it all but was left an unremarkable footnote of history. My boy deserves so much better

Tenzo doesn't actually even know who he is, that boy got bare minimum education under Danzo and Izuna was NOT included.

Itachi and Shisui mmmaybe have some small little fun fact here or there buried in stories from the older members of the clans but like. It's gonna amount to just "yeah he had a great katon" and thats about it.

I WILL SAY HOWEVER. Itachi sees him and instantly is that one PTSD dog meme. Sasuke is a BABY but holy shit Izuna looks exactly like he'd expect him to grow up as and it's making him FEEL THINGS. Also he's so bratty little brother coded !! He's an entire 7 years older than Itachi but Ifachi keeps fucking up and trying to big brother him it's embaressing.

And ofc Itachi didn't go into the first meeting thinking he'd see some weird older mirror version of his beloved baby brother who he misses and worries about very very much. So like. There's for sure going to be some conflict there. If their first meeting is a scuffle (which it probably will be) I think Itachi would keep hesitating to attack. On full run away mode. Which is probably for the best bc he shouldn't try to fight Izuna anyways honey he's like double your bodyweight and you're strong but you aren't THAT strong.

• Pointing back at both the 'Itachi does not like Madara and has quiet thoughts about how it'd possibly be in everyone's interest to just kill him' and the 'Itachi and Madara quietly bond over being clain head/heir during stressful times (w pressure from the elders especially)

I can see 2 outcomes of a potential bonding conversation with them:

1) They come to understand eachother better.

Madara wants to be on good terms, he looks at this kid and sees one of his brothers eyes and the others quiet determination. He can tell Itachi doesn't like him for some reason, and it's frustrating because he doesn't know why. He wants him to like him. He wants to be able to offer his hand and have it taken. It hurts, to be looked at with such suspicion from a face that has traces of Izuna's.

Meanwhile Itachi . . . Itachi looks at Madara and he sees someone who gets it. Gets it like no one ever has. It scares him. He looks up at this man, this horror story he's been told to fear becoming, and he sees himself. And this realization shakes him. It makes him think, makes him wonder. He's so, so sure of his loyalty to Konoha. More sure than he is of anything else in the world. But . . . But if something happened to Sasuke, if he had to choose—

And maybe it softens something in him too, along with the (honestly healthy) dose of fear. It forms a little crack in his shell, just enough to maybe, maybe let Madara through. Just a hair.

Or 2) we pull one of those "The conversation ends with them agreeing verbally but mentally they're on 2 VERY different notes."

Madara, nodding and looking at Itachi meaningfully: "Yeah it can be hard, but all we can really do is try to make the world a safer place for the ones we love. (To create Konoha, to keep my clan safe. Izuna safe. And now to keep you safe too.)

Itachi, nodding slowly: "Yeah. No matter how hard it is (even though I think I understand you more than anyone else Ive ever met) we have to try to make the world a safer place (by killing you in your sleep once Konoha is formed) for the ones we love (My clan. My village. Sasuke.)"

• Also pointing back at the 'Hatake warring clan era reputation,' the 'Tobirama is half Hatake' and also now pointing at Tobirama's title as the White Demon. Small thing but it'd be neat if there was some small throw away line that the nickname lowkey started in part because of the absoloutley terrifying reputation of the Hatake combined with Tobirama's own Everything(tm) like it just had some influence on how some view him. Give me Uchiha's making dog jokes ab him it'll be funny

• Ok but now the actual plot thoughts. Yeah I know I kept you waiting sorry about that.

So time travel! Probably due to a mission gone wrong. Some ruins or some ancient crumbling scroll that wasn't even supposed to do fucking time travel but was so old and corroded that it somehow managed to transform into a whole other seal by pure bad luck. Or good luck I guess, considering it could have just turned into a nuke.

Our favorite team of disasters are very very alarmed !!! What the fuck !!! Obviously they don't default to thinking time travel, but they immediatley know something is wrong. The landscape has changed, though the big landmarks are still there. The mission was complete anyways with no injuries so they just retreat to Konoha. Only oops !! It's not fucking there!!!

Queue alarm.

Shisui is the first one to suggest time travel because he's quirky like that. And there's a very easy way to confirm this theory.

(Also we're going to say that Konoha's location is a valley a few miles out from the Naka River that borders the Senju / Uchiha territories.)

This is convenient because that verification method involves checking in on where Itachi and Shisui know the old Uchiha compound should rest.

They do it in full stealth mode, the second they saw Konoha was missing Kakashi as team leader decided they'd treat the land as enemy territory. They all agreed ofc, for all they knew this WAS enemy territory now.

And, ofc, yeah!! There's the old Uchiha compound!! Being active!!! There are people there!!!

"What are the odds Fugaku-sama decided to have the clan return to their homeland for ahh, cultural enrichment?" Kakashi asked weakly.

"Time travel." Was the only reply he got from Shisui, whispered reverently as the boy vibrated with excitement on the branch.

Itachi just gave him a look, radiating a level of dissaproving disbelief that no normal 12 year old should be able to make. Kakashi would know, he was that not-normal 12 year old once.

From there they decide a no interference policy. Hands off guys!! They probably debate it tho, like, a good amount. They all have ✨️opinions✨️ except maybe Tenzo who's lowkey still in the middle of trying to learn how to be a person and is following Kakashi's lead 99% of the time. Especially since they're still in mission mode and this is like a super serious discussion and he really does know the least ab the founders overall.

They probably debate the merits of going to Uzushiogakure bc seal help but it's really far and they don't actually have like, just any leverage with them. They already decided not to fuck with the future so it isn't like they can trade secrets and warnings. At least if shit happens here they have some plausible deniability, being, yk, 2 uchiha's and a senju-passing guy with Mokuton. Kakashi's kinda fucked tho in that regard but he isn't going to be doing the party ANY favors with his clan heritage.

Which means it's time to potentially get desperate enough to interact with Tobirama !!! Which will inevitably lead to them bumping into a Uchiha patrol or something!!! I don't know honestly

• Anyways want Hashirama and Tenzo to interact. He has so many issues like holy shit. Let Hashirama give him the hug he deserves. I want him to violently adopt him. New brother acquired!!!

I said before but Tenzo is still reprogramming from ROOT. Let Hashirama impact that! Let him help! They can make flower crowns and photosynthesize together idk

Hashirama would be so happy to have another mokuton user, I think they should be able to sense eachother extra strong and like 'ping' off of eachothers chakra, it'll be fun

▪︎ I'm not thinking toooo hard about power scaling and this is fanfiction so a) don't quote me on this and b) for the love of all that is holy don't take my words as gospel

But for this fic specifically I'm ranking the founders and Team Ro, weakest to strongest (in a clean, fair fight head on w no time to prepare) :

Itachi (he's fucking 12 guys. But also he is like. FRACTIONS under Tenzo and Shisui. If he were 13 I'd let him be above or at the same level but like. He's 12. Cmon.)

Tenzo - Shisui (they're like JUST under the next 2 tho like seconds behind)

Izuna - Tobirama

Kakashi ( by the skin of his fucking teeth and the advantage that is his stupid amount of jutsu's and lack of self preservation)

Madara - Hashirama

And again that's not counting like. The specific situations, time given to prepare, potential dirty tricks they could play (I think the Konoha tricks would play a fraction dirtier than the others, who are slightly more used to big open battles vs the ANBU squad who does all sorts of shit in all sorts of places) plus like. Mental state and team ups.

Tenzo or Shisui couldn't take down Izuna or Tobirama but if they teamed up I'd allow it. Kakashi would get his ass kicked by Hashirama or Madara but he could survive a minutes longer than the others would

Itachi is doing his best

But like

He's 12 guys

I love him and he is terrifyingly competent but he won't win 1 on 1 with anyone unless he has some sort of advantage. Minus Shisui and Tenzo who he does have the advantage of regularly fighting, so.

• I think they do get to go back home in the end. It takes a ton of work tho and they probably do need to get Mito's help with it, Kakashi can show them the seal they got brought here with but it's an ACTUAL one in a trillion miracle it didn't fucking atomize them. So it needs a lot of touch ups

Anyways !!!

I have a little more rattling around in my brain but I'm really tired and also starting to think about other things now so I'm gonna stop here. Might come back and add to it later so stay tuned if you're into that

Full disclaimer I'm not gonna write this. I don't have the proper energy and it'd probably end up being too ambitious of a project if I tried. I'd love to see it happen tho, so like !! Big open invitation to absoloutley anyone who might want to take even a fraction of the ideas I've listed.

@ me if you do tho I wanna see the final product

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hazzyking · 8 months

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This was inspired from something that happened to be in character Ai except here we get to use big girl words 👍🏻

Sorry this took so long. I'm bad at life.

Also. Buggy is an asshole in this one so that's a warning

And it's smutty

POV: After last night's kitchen quickie, you finally confront Buggy about what happened.

Apologize part 2

"Oh my GOD, just leave me alone! Why do you have to shove your big ass nose in everyone's business!?" You shouted. Before you had time to think about what you said, you had already said it. And immediately felt the guilt seep into your gut. "Buggy..." You tried to save yourself by grabbing his arm, but he yanked it away from you and stormed out the room. "Fuck" you cursed yourself and slammed your fists on the bed like a toddler having a tantrum. You sat on the bed with your head in your hands, beating yourself up over your outburst. He was only being playful... you could've just played along... but you were so irritated that day...

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"Is he still shunning you?" Moji asked as you sat at the breakfast table eating cereal in silence.

"Yeah" you muttered softly.

"You should apologize," Moji said.

"He was pestering me... he knew I was gonna explode. " You sighed, taking a bite of cereal.

"Maybe he wanted a fight, you two are hardly ever at eachothers throats... maybe he was trying to find something to argue about" Moji shrugged.

"He didn't fight he just walked away"

"Well he probably didn't wanna fight about his nose" Moji chuckled.

"How-"

"We hear everything," Moji said, looking deep into your soul.

"O-oh," you said, blushing profusely. You look down at your soggy cereal and then back at Moji. "I need to go," you say, getting up from your seat and matching to the captains quarters as you got closer to the door, you felt your heart bound in your chest and a red heat crawl up to the tip of your ears. you stormed into his office. Buggy, sitting at the desk with a quill in hand, jolted his head up and stared at you in surprise "what the hell Buggy!?" you said in an accusatory manner.

"w-what the hell?" Buggy retorted, more confused about your question rather than your entrance.

"You're mad at me because you annoyed me" you stated.

"no. im mad at you because you used the words "big ass nose" instead of being a big girl and telling me to leave you alone" Buggy spoke sarcastically, with a shit eating grin plastered on his face.

"you need to be a big boy and stop getting so pissy about your fucking nose" you said back, equally sarcastic.

"fuck you" Buggy muttered.

"no, fuck you" you said. turning on your heel ready to leave the office.

"I think I will"

"huh?" Before you could question what he said, Buggy was standing behind you and pulling you towards him, then pushing you against the desk, and catching your lips with his, in a very rushed, very sloppy kiss. you gripped onto his biceps as his arm pushed all the papers and ink bottles to the floor and slid your ass onto the desk all in one swift motion and without breaking the kiss. when you pulled away for air you noticed the ink had spilled all over the map he was working on "mph~ Buggy- the map" you moaned as he caught your lips once more.

"fuck the map" Buggy muttered as his kisses began attacking your neck. your eyes fluttered closed and you knocked your head back, allowing Buggy to start kissing and sucking on the skin of your throat, you let out a low moan as you pull him by the collar, wrapping your legs around his waist, trying to get him closer. Buggy's tounge glides across your neck, followed by light nips of his teeth, your breath hitches in your throat as you fall back against the desk.

"Mm.. yeah- fuck the map" you mutter as he begins kissing down your shirt and pulling it down to expose your brests, your breathing heavily now as you feel him lifting your shirt over your brests and continues to kiss down your chest and stomach, both of your heavy breaths filling the room as he quickly ripped your pants off around your ankles, and he lowered his hastily.

"I need you (y/n)" Buggy moaned against your skin as his fingers swiped along your entrance coating his fingers with your juices, he smirked as he sucked his fingers clean and slid the tip of his cock inside of you "ugh~ I guess you need me too Baby~" he groaned, his words getting stuck in his throat as he slowly slid his full length inside your pussy, your nails dug into his arms as he slowly begins thrusting

"I-I don't want to fight anymore- I'm sorry" you say weakly as his slow movements become unbearable.

"water under the bridge baby~" he groans as his pace quickens and you moan as his movements begin to shake the desk.

"o-oh god~" you gasp out as he continues the rough, needy pace, his cock hitting your g-spot and making the desk squeak with every thrust, moaning and groaning softly, sweat beading down his face in blue and red streaks. "B-Buggy '' you cry out. By now he'd have to stop so he wouldn't cum so quickly, but it's so early in the day- a quickie is almost required at this hour.

"fuck Baby~" Buggy moans under his breath as he thrusts into you. You moan in response, feeling your orgazm quickly approaching. "We need to fight more often~ this is so fucking good" he groans softly as he pulls you closer to him by the hips. You moan loudly as you cum on his cock, he keeps his pace rough and fast as he pumps his throbbing cock into you and cuts deep inside your pussy, his husky groans and the grip he has on your thighs almost turning you on again.

"I'm sorry" you say in between breaths.

"Me too" he responds, kissing your forehead gently.

#one piece #one piece live action #live action buggy the clown #live action buggy #buggy the clown #one piece live action fanfic #buggy x reader #captain buggy #Buggy x reader smutt #smutty

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resident-gay-bitch · 1 year

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you can now find eddies pov here :))

this wasn’t going to be easy, and that was a fact.

dustin was already distraught, a blabbering fucking mess for the entire walk from the town centre to the creel house in this slimy godforsaken underworld.

they were already at their wits end, with barely a string of hope left when eddie stepped in. eddie, who was now a bad guy apparently. steve had to tackle dustin to the ground when eddie first swooped in and tried to slice nancys throat open with his claw because dustin just wanted to hug him.

that was hard enough. everything was hard enough. but now steve had to face - and probably be the one to kill because he was the brawn if nancy couldn’t - the very man who had been haunting his dreams for months and led him to ask robin the question of how she knew.

he was… rabid. clothes ripped and clinging to his body in unnatural ways, his hair a fucking wild mess, his eyes glowing red, his skin paler than usual, the tips of his fingers now black and sharp like talons, extra teeth that were far sharper than teeth should ever be, a snake like tongue, wings!, and not to mention he was soaked in blood. he had it dripping from his chin for fucks sake.

whatever that thing was, it wasn’t eddie.

but it was.

so they’d spent the past hour trying to hide and calm dustin and devise a new plan, whilst trying to survive in this hell.

yeah this was going to be the hardest thing steve’s ever done.

he was probably going to die today.

well, if he died at the hands- claws of eddie, then at least he’d be dying with something beautiful. monster or not.

they stepped back out into the road, steve leading the pack and nancy covering the back.

something swooped overhead, casting a wide shadow, and by the break in dustin’s voice, steve knew it was the eddie thing.

he looked up to see the beast pearched atop a stobie poll, crouched with his hands between his feet like an animal, his wings hanging down behind him.

he looked right at steve, and steve felt his heart stop.

covered in blood and fucking terrifying, steve still loved him.

more than ever, actually.

eddie cocked his head to the side, just looking at steve.

steve adjusted the grip of his nail bat over his shoulder, ready in position to swing. he heard nancy cock her gun, he heard mike and dustin grab onto eachother, and noticed el stepping up beside him at the ready.

eddie just sat there. he moved his head slowly forward, like he was trying to get a better look. he was assessing them, probably, figuring out the quickest way to kill them all without getting hurt.

it made steve sweat.

if eddie wasn’t so high right now, steve would just charge and take a swing. get this over with. give the kids the best advantage.

eddie quickly straightened his head out and made a sound. it was a weird sound. sort of like a creepy roll of his tongue and then a click. it sounded far too much like a demo dog for steve’s comfort.

everyone froze at eddie’s sudden moment and then started looking around after he’d made the sound.

had he called for help?

steve clenched his jaw and gripped the bat tighter, eyes fixed on eddie.

eddie raised his wings up high, spread out wide and they were big. like fucking massive. steve was sure one wing alone was longer than he was.

everyone braced for impact.

eddie made the sound again and stood, standing tall atop the electricity pole, and then he made another sound that was more like a birds chirp (if the bird was dying).

and then he moved, and everyone made sudden noise and yielded his weapons but then stopped not a second later.

eddie was falling.

he was just freefalling backwards off the stobie poll with his hands clutched at his heart.

right before he hit the ground, his wings kicked up into action and carried him back up into the air. and once he was high enough, really fucking high, he dropped again.

steve was confused.

eddie dropped and then… oh shit, he wrapped his wings around himself and was fucking spiraling through the air like an arrow, heading straight for steve.

he heard will shout to run, and everyone jumped back but-

steve was on the ground, groaning and trying to fight eddie off who was on top of him, pinning him down. steve didn’t know where his bat went.

eddie was looking at him with wide eyes.

steve’s jumped out of his skin, screaming when he heard nancys gunshot.

silence.

eddie made a small sound, a shrill one, like he was hurt.

oh he was hurt.

eddie turned his head and spread out his wing and steve could see a perfect circle cut through it. eddie looked at it, then moved his wing out of the way to scowl at nancy.

this couldn’t be good.

eddie snarled at her, his snake like tongue darting out to his before he was grabbing steve and lifting them up into the air.

steve screamed, he’d never been this high before.

nancy had aimed her gun to shoot again but dustin stopped her, there was a very good chance she’d hit steve if she did.

steve didn’t know where his bat was.

eddie started flying, steve clutched tight in his arms and he had no clue where they were going because he had his eyes squeezed shut.

he was so gonna die like this.

and then they stopped, and steve was being layed down on something… soft?

he opened his eyes to find eddie crouched over him again, his hands between his feet like before, his wings draped down behind him, his head cocked as red eyes blinked at steve curiously.

steve rubbed his head and looked around to find that he was… in the highschool theatre dressing room? he only recognised it because it was a classic in school make out spot.

he was laying on a pile of pillows and ratty old blankets that were piled on top of a few mattresses. pillows, big and small, were piled up even higher around the mattresses and it looked… it looked like a nest.

eddie made the clicky sound again and then chirped happily and crawled away.

steve was beyond confused.

he sat up and looked around.

beside him was an old mangled bear, there was just a pile of flannel shirts in one corner of the nest, eddie’s guitar was leaning up against the edge of the nest wall, there were those weirdly shaped dice dustin always carried scattered around, and… oh.

steve moved a pillow to the side a little to find his old varsity jacket stuffed there. it was dirty and a little wear for tear, but everything was in the upside down.

he wondered why eddie had it.

he moved the pillow some more to find one of his shirts there too. and then he lifted a blanket to find a whole collection of his clothes! a few shirts, a red jumper, three odd socks and one matching pair, a pair of purple boxers, his old basketball shorts, a singular sneaker that matched the one on his foot now, and a yellow sweater that steve recognised as the one he threw at eddie on the boat.

steve pet his own chest to feel the familiar bumps of the pins and patches of eddie’s battle vest laid there.

oh.

oh they- they were the same.

they missed eachother.

they barely knew eachother, but they missed not being able to learn.

steve spun around when he felt eddie’s presence again, and eddie was sitting in his same weird stance, but this time right beside steve, his face abnormally close.

steve kinda freaked out.

eddie cocked his head again, blinked those wide eyes that steve couldn’t find scary, even under the red.

steve held up the varsity jacket in one hand and gave it a waggle. eddie looked at it and then looked back at steve, then back at the jacket, then back at steve, and then he purred.

steve didn’t know why it gave him butterflies.

eddie nodded his head forward until his head bumped steve’s shoulder, and then he looked back up with those wide eyes again.

“it’s yours.” steve said simply, tugging at the sleeve of eddie’s vest on himself, “i know, i’m sorry. i hope you don’t mind. it helped ground me on the bad days.”

eddie cocked his head.

“can you understand me?” steve asked.

eddie nodded.

steve was very glad to hear that, “can you talk like me?”

eddie just looked at him.

steve sighed, “i’ll take that as a no.” he hummed, “you have a lot of my things.”

eddie dropped something else on his lap.

their old year book from eighty two. steve opened it up to the page that was indented, obviously eddie looked at it a lot.

on the page was a picture of the swim team, steve posing in one picture with one other guy - the co captains - however, the other guys face had been covered by a cutout of eddie’s face. above it in red sharpie wrote “by the time you graduate, this will be real, and he will be nice and want you back”.

steve couldn’t help his laugh.

eddie crushed on him in highschool?

steve stopped his laughing when eddie made a sharp sound of protest, and steve looked up to see his already wide eyes even wider and… a pout?

oh god, he was making a puppy dog face at steve right now.

god, steve had heard so much about his puppy dog face from wayne, he’d dreamed about being on the receiving end of one himself. and here he was, only it was different now. he had pale skin and dark eyes and blood on his chin.

steve closed his mouth and looked at the pleading expression on eddie's still pretty face, and kinda melted.

"you technically still haven't graduated, you know?" steve found himself saying, and he didn't know why. eddie was technically a demon or something. steve should be running for the hills, but...

eddie made a chipy clicky sound again and then suddenly something wet was touching his cheek and- okay, eddie was licking him.

eddie was liking him a lot, like a dog.

steve laughed and pulled away and smiled at eddie, "licking? really?"

eddie smiled and nodded, shuffled steve back into the steve pile under the blankets and made him rest there. steve did lay, and rest, leant up against the pile of pillows and old clothes. he'd forgoten all about the high stakes of everything, because all he could think about was eddie. eddie here, alive- not really there, but here no less.

eddie shoved steve into the shape he wanted and then grabbed the old mangled teddy with his teeth and crawled over to steve. he dropped himself down heavily into steves lap - causing him to jolt forward and gasp from the sudden weight and pain - and curled up. his wings wrapped around steve, caving him in. eddie nussled his head against steves chest, under the opening of the vest, the mangled teddy clutched tight in his arms, and then he purred again, a big long one.

it was so warm like this.

steve didn't care if eddie wasn't really eddie anymore, because deep down inside, he was still every bit eddie that he could be. it was this world that had turned him into something else.

plus, who was he to judge? steve was a much uglier monster at one point in his life too, bulying and kicking people to the ground during highschool, but he was still good at heart these days. eddie could be too.

he was.

there was no doubt about it.

steve ran his hand over - not through because he physically couldn't - eddie's hair and held him close, and they rested there together for a while, in eddie's home.

saving the world could wait a little while.

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quartz420 · 5 months

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Fallin' for ya

Geto Suguru x reader

Synopsis: Suguru and reader heavily pine for eachother, that's basically it ☆ Reader has no gender, fluff, pining, everyone kind of playing matchmaker ☆ Words: 1241 ☆ Note: Just felt like writing a short pining fic for him, like i need to this guy happy that's all

“And that is why digimon is better than Pokémon.” Gojo exclaimed. His hands waving in an exaggerated manner, Shoko sighed while exhaling some smoke. “Satoru, that’s gotta be the worst take you’ve ever had, everyone knows Pokémon is way better. Digimon is just a rip off.” The duo continued arguing. Geto, on the other hand, gazed into the distance; his mind preoccupied by other thoughts. He hadn’t been listening to the conversation for a while now and his friends quickly took notice of that.

“So what is it you’re thinking about instead of proving Shoko wrong?” the white haired teenager question. “Don’t tell me, is it the first year?” Shoko soon joined in. “It probably is, he’s got it bad for them.”

Geto groaned loudly, leaning more into the wall behind him. “Trust me, I really don’t.” His hand started fiddling with the flip phone in his pocket; the two glanced at each other and snickered. The girl began: “Sure, we totally believe you. Because you totally don’t stare when they pass by.” Gojo added: “And you absolutely do not release some curses, simply because they find it cute.” Geto lifted his hand and flipped them off, his eyes avoiding any type of glance. Sure he may or may not have done a few of these things, but that didn’t mean anything. Right?

“You guys can keep being dumbasses, I’m going to the vend-”, his phrase was interrupted when he saw you walking with Nanami and Haibara. He watched as you carelessly buzzed your way through whatever story you were telling, you hair bouncing with every step you took. Your laughter filled his ears in a weirdly pleasant way. “See, there he does it again. He’s staring Shoko.” Gojo interrupted his train of thought. “Shut up, I’m not staring.”

“Bro we literally saw you!”

“Hey Suguru!” The black haired male felt his heart almost plunge out his throat as he recognized your voice. You were steadily approaching while dragging an unwilling Nanami along with you, he felt himself almost grip at his jacket. Gojo snorted while tapping him on the shoulder: “Good luck, don’t try to die over here.” Geto never wanted to slap him so bad in his entire life.

“Hey guys, how was the mission?” you asked. Your fingers twiddling with your uniform, the two other boys followed soon after. Gojo countered: “Nothing the strongest can’t handle, right Suguru?” Geto nodded his head silently, not even trying to speak. His eyes were heavily avoiding yours, as if he was scared to even look at them. “Oh yeah, I just remember something.” Your hand went into your pocket, pulling out a pink flyer. “There’s this new bakery around the corner, apparently they have the best apple tarts.”

Haibara joyfully added: “Yeah, didn’t you want to ask Geto to come with you?”

“Haibara! C’mon man, he wasn’t supposed to know!” You softly yelled, hitting your oblivious friend’s shoulder. You felt a wave of embarrassment flow through you, fingers slowly grabbing the flyer a bit harder. Geto wasn’t sure if he heard it right, he didn’t even have the time to ask before his rowdy friend interjected. “That is perfect because he just felt like asking you too, isn’t that a coincidence?” Gojo obnoxiously swung his arm around him, his slender fingers poking his cheek. Geto didn’t even think about asking you, in fact, he did not know the bakery at all. “That is perfect then.” You softly giggled.

He couldn’t take it anymore. Your smile, the way you talked, the small charms on your blue backpack; he suddenly was aware of every single detail about you. He hated the feeling of nervousness when he was in your presence more than swallowing curses, he didn’t even understand why. Was he sick? Maybe he disliked you?

No, that wasn’t it. He never felt the need to get closer to anyone he disliked, so why did you have this effect on him?

“I’m going to get a drink at the vending machines.” Geto stated, lifting himself of the wall. He quickly turned his way to the machines and tried to rapidly march towards them. While he walked away, Nanami didn’t miss the way your shoulders slightly drooped. You continued fiddling with the paper, as you felt too nervous to go after him without a reason. The blonde shook his head slightly, taking out some coins and handing them to you. “Could you get a drink for Yu, he’s thirsty.” Haibara let out a sound of confusion: “But I’m not, I got my water right-”

“Yes you are.” He gave him a look and leaned his head towards Geto, the brunette quickly caught on. “Oh yeah, you’re right. I did want some strawberry milk” You whispered a quiet thank you, as you excitedly ran after the after mentioned boy. Your cheeks hurt from how widely you were smiling, but you suddenly felt apprehensive. What if he didn’t want you there? Maybe that’s why he left. You looked back at your friends with a nervous look in your eyes, but they sent you a thumb up. Encouraging you to move forward.

Geto stood there, inserting coins into the machine. His action was disrupted as he noticed you approaching, and he suddenly felt nervous; wondering if his hair looking fine, maybe he should’ve combed it more this morning. “Finally caught up to you.” You happily exclaimed. “What are you so fast for?” Your joke went right over his ears, as your face caught his attention. Since when did you look so pretty?

“Becomes a habit after running a lap every day, that idiot Satoru has me running everywhere.” He faintly smiled. His drink made a loud crashing sound as it fell to the bottom; he crouched to grab it and then stood back up. In that time, you already caught your breath; you nervously searched for something in your bag. “I saw a store with sweets when we came back.” You still continued looking, after a while, you pulled out a green packet. “Saw this and thought you might like it, they’re apple candies. Since your technique can be quite unsavory at times, these may come in handy.” Your cheeks only grew hotter as u handed him the treats, your hands slightly trembling.

The boy was speechless. You brought him candy for the aftermath of eating curses, nobody really thought about that before. He gently took the candies into his hands, the cartoon apple on the packaging staring him back. He glimpsed back at your form, you face holding a sheepish smile; it hit him that he hadn’t thanked you yet. “Thank you…it’s very nice of you.” His stomach filled with butterflies, he suddenly couldn’t look at you in the face; as he felt his own being engulfed by an unfamiliar heat. The blaring noise of a bell cut the moment short.

“I should head to class; I really can’t be late this time.” You turned your back as you prepared to head back; you turn to him for a last time and flash him a sweet smile. “I’ll see you at 5 pm, we’re going to the bakery.” He watched as a quickly headed back to your friends, while his own return to his side. “So, the bakery huh?” Shoko teases but he didn’t ever acknowledge her, the butterflies didn’t go away. But he didn’t mind.

Maybe feeling this way wasn’t so bad after all.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jjk geto #geto x reader #geto suguru #quartz_writes

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slashingdisneypasta · 1 year

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okayy, but imagine every member of the horror house au.. in jail/prison!

I LOVE THAT!! I actually have considered this before, I love the idea and would love to explore it more!! Thank you for giving me the opportunity XDD

Horror House Horror Prison!

Warnings: Like two gore mentions.

First of all, prison is not co-ed, so Chucky and Tiffany are separated- Though they are married, so they get conjugal visits. It is the worst day for everyone in the male prison, because Chucky comes back all smug and they all wanna kill him 😅.

Freddy is on constant suicide watch, because if he dies he can get back in the dream world and that make him very difficult to imprison 😅

No one fucks with Jason there (Apart from other Slashers), because he is huge and everyone knows better. Billy tries to stick around him for that reason XDD While Stu on the other hand has no problem because he's tall and fun and other prisoners just like him XD He makes prison fun! He befriends them and compliments their tattoos/crimes! Basically he's a natural there, extrovert that he is XDD

So yeah, Stu has a bunch of scary crime friends now and Billy is on very thin ice with them.

Bubba also sticks with Jason- but because he loves him, not because he needs him. Other prisoners will pick on him but no one actually touches him because he would go berserk.

Michael also doesn't get bothered but its not because of his size, obviously, he's not large- its because on the first day there he ripped someone's ear clean off their head. People give him a wide berth, apart from other Slashers (Unfortunately. Michael would love it if they would leave him be too but they always sit with him 😒😒 😅😅).

Michael, siting at lunch alone: 😑(But peaceful) Michael, when Jason sits down with his entourage (Bubba and Billy): 😑 (But frustrated) Michael, when Stu sits down, long legs knocking his own under the table: 😑 (But irritated) Michael, when Jerry, Pat and Pennywise sit down: 😑 (But questioning. Like why are you people here??) Michael, when Freddy and Chucky sit down): 😑 (But enraged)

Jerry, Patrick and 'Tad' (The name Pennywiseis under, pretending to be human so he can hang out in prison 🤣🤣) also hang out with the Slashers most of the time, but they're more independent.

Jerry is constantly fed only the tiniest bit of blood- enough to keep him 'living' but not powerful enough to escape. And he cant drink from anyone else around, because all the water has been blessed.

Also Jerry usually has the prison gossip. He walks around and charms people and they tell him what's going on (Who's coming in, who's leaving, who plans to shank Freddy or leave dog food in Chucky's bed later) and that is his addition to the group.

Patrick is pretty quiet here. He doesn't know how this happened. He was faking it so well! He covered his tracks! For this reason he kinda blames the Slashers though, because they dunno how to control themselves and got them all locked up for it (Which is true). Goes into rages and gets sent to isolation quite a bit.

Freddy is constantly bothering Pennywise about getting them out but Penny is just having so much fun here! Soooooo many fears... so many dark secrets... Its delicious.

Bubba gets really badly written letters from Drayton, Chop Top and Grandpa. Chucky and Freddy usually read them for him (I know, so nice. But they're nosy okay?? XD Allow me this). Jerry will read it if they blow him off though ^^

Michael gets visits from Dr Loomis and it can basically one of two ways- either the two men just sit there and glare at eachother for 45 minutes or Michael sits there and Dr Loomis lectures him for 45 minutes.

Okay over to the women's side of the prison!!

Just like her son, who takes after her obviously, Pam is the Big Boss and no one fucks with her around there. One sniff of disrespect and you will get a spoon in crammed down you throat.

Speaking of her son- Pam sends message with Tiffany to give to Chucky to pass son to Jason. She doenst truly trust that Chucky is doing his part-- but she has to believe ^^

And Pam is not the only one using Tiffany and Chucky's conjugal visits for her own gain XD Jennifer uses them to find out if anyone has been shanked. She has a betting pool going on with herself XD So Tiffany is just super happy, getting to go see her husband, and then Pam and Jennifer pop up just to harass her like

Guard: Valentine? Come with me, you're needed in Block 7 for your visit with Prisoner 1853. Tiffany: *Sighing happily* Oh Chucky... I'm coming! Don't wait up, ladies! Carrie: Have a good time ^^ Pam: Yes, and... if you would, could you please- Tiffany: *Frustrated sigh this time. What does she look like? A messenger pigeon??* Yeah, yeah, tell Chucky to tell Jason you love him very much and are thinkin' about 'em and hope he's doin' okay and to eat his veggies. I got it, hon... Jennifer: Yeah... Jennifer: -And before you fuck, find out if it was Freddy or Patrick that got shanked this time, K? Thanks. Tiffany: ... I swear-

Jen's just like what? I'm bored.

Maybe surprising?? But Carrie is the other one no one messes with around here XD They all heard about her massacring a whole gym worth of people and whether you believe she's magic or not-- that's still terrifying 😅😅 That halo is a trick. So there's just this adorable little blonde walking around looking nervous as hell and large terrifying women jumpin outta her way 🤣🤣

If anyone were to challenge Carrie still though, Tiffany has a shiv.

Pam has bitches. They are not Tiffany, Jennifer or Carrie... but yeah. Bitches. Women who are down bad for her and are at her beck and call. She doesn't pay them much mind, but they're there is she needs them.

#Horror House!AU #Horror House! AU #Pamela Voorhees #Jennifer Check #Carrie White #Tiffany Valentine #Chucky #Charles Lee Ray #Patrick Bateman #Freddy Krueger #Jason Voorhees #Bubba Sawyer #Billy Loomis #Stu Macher #Michael Myers #Pennywise #Jerry Dandridge

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michelleleewise · 2 years

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Marry me...

Pairing: Loki x avenger reader

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, depression, swearing, self esteem issues.

Summary: you and loki had only been together for a couple of years, but you knew you loved him with everything in you, so you decided to ask the question.

*Loki and reader established relationship, fluff to angst. Angst with happy ending. This is my first one shot, sorry if it's terrible lol and as always, thanks for reading!! 💚💚💚

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You remember when Loki joined the team, dragged along by his brother Thor. The first time you met him, it was love at first site, not so much for him. Thor brought him into the common room, introducing him to everyone, you couldn't help but stare. His long raven locks sitting just below his shoulders, curling at the ends, you wanted to touch it. His emerald eyes that could read your soul, the way he carried himself with an heir of confidence. "Ah y/n, this is my brother Loki, Loki this is y/n." Thor had said introducing you. You held your hand out and smiled, but he crossed his arms and glared. "Brother, must I dwell with these.......mortals?" He asked looking at you. As soon as he spoke you were done for, his voice like honey to your ears. He was like a drug you needed more of.

Slowly you had broken his walls down. It took time, but you were patient. Sending him smiles when you saw him, making tea for him when you made yours, you were determined to pry your way into his heart. A few months into him being there he had pulled you aside "y/n, I was wondering if......possibly if you wanted to.......maybe..." he fidgeted with his hands. His shyness making you smile. You walked over grabbing his hands looking at him, he sighed looking at you "y/n, could I court you?" He had asked and you couldn't have been happier, jumping into his arms "yes!" You yelled, grabbing a few glances from your team mates as you smiled at eachother. You smiled at the memories as you walked through the shop, picking out the perfect gift. It was your anniversary, and had the perfect evening planned. You loved him entirely and only ever wanted to be with him, and It was time to show him.

You sat across from Loki at the resteraunt. Him wearing his all black suit you wanted nothing more then to rip off of him. You held hands across the table as you ate dinner, enjoying the evening. When dinner was finished you knew it was now or never. "Loki, there's something I wanted to ask you." You said looking at him. "Anything y/n." He said smiling at you. "Well, we've been together two years now, and I've never been happier, I love you so much." You said looking into his eyes "I love you too y/n." He said squeezing your hand. You pulled the small box from your purse "Loki laufeyson, will you marry me?" You asked smiling, opening the box to reveal a silver ring with a green inner bad wrapping around it. You saw the smile fall from his face as he looked between you and the ring. He hadn't said anything and you were getting nervous. "Loki, say something please" you said setting the box on the table. He pulled his hand back setting it on his lap, dread beginning to fill you. "Y/n, I don't know what to say." He said in a monotone voice, staring at the ring. "You could say yes." You joked smiling at him. He looked at you, silent for a moment "y/n, I can't." He said plainly. "Why not?" You asked him. "I just......I can't." He said.

"Can't or won't?" You asked looking at him. His silence told you everything. You cleared your throat "I should go." You said grabbing your purse. "Y/n wait...." he said reaching for you, you stopped and looked at him. "I do love you y/n, but I can't...." he tried, going silent. "But you can't marry me. I know I'm just a mortal, but I thought for once I would be enough." You said, sniffling, refusing to cry in front of him. "Y/n .." he started but you cut him off "it's fine Loki, its my fault. i was stupid enough to believe i was worthy of you, but I never will be will i?." You said getting up. "I won't bother you again." You said quickly leaving the resteraunt before your tears fell.

You made it back to the tower, thankful Loki hadn't followed you. You grabbed a few boxes, packing up what you could from your shared room, wiping your tears as you went. You grabbed your clothes from your side of the closet, heading to one of the vacant rooms. You headed back running into Thor "Lady y/n, what's the matter?" He asked. "Your brother that's what." You said storming past him. You threw the rest of your things in the boxes as you started to move everything before Loki got back. "But y/n, I thought you and my brother were happy." He said following you. "Yeah, so did i." You said moving around him. "Either help me or leave please, I need to hurry and get this done." You said making sure you grabbed everything.

Thor walked in grabbing one of your boxes following you to the other room. You made one more trip, making sure you had everything before shutting the door grabbing a bottle of wine and heading to your new room. "I am sorry about whatever happened between you and Loki, I will speak with him." Thor said starting to leave. "Don't bother, I'm not worth the trouble." You sighed sitting at the end of the bed. "Lady y/n, i..." he started before you cut him off "please Thor, just leave." You sighed hanging your head. As you heard the door click shut, you let the tears fall.

Loki had made it back to the tower, hoping to talk to you about what happened, but when he got to your room, he saw your things gone. He ran to the closet seeing your clothes gone. "Y/n!" He called out, checking the bathroom but you weren't there. He ran and checked the common area, the library, the kitchen, but couldn't find you. He ran to Thor's room hoping he had seen you coming back "brother, have you seen y/n, I can't find her." He asked Thor. "Yes I've seen her, what did you do?" He asked crossing his arms. Loki sighed "she asked me to marry her and I said no." He said looking down. "Why would you say no. I thought you were happy." Thor asked. "I am! I love her, truly. But she doesn't know what I am, how could she ever love a monster." Loki said fidgeting with his hands. "You didn't even give her a chance Loki, she would have understood. You should have trusted her." Thor said shaking his head. "The only one who thinks your a monster is you, and until you can accept yourself, you'll always be afraid." Thor said. "Give her some space, she was rather upset when I saw her." He said. "May I come in?" Loki asked. Thor nodded, moving aside to let Loki in.

It had been a week and no one had seen you. They tried knocking on your door but you kept it locked, not answering. only sneaking out when you knew everyone was asleep or gone to get more wine or whatever alcohol Tony had lying around. Trash littered your room, clothes all over the floor. You didn't have the energy to pick them up. You stumbled out of your room, completely trashed, looking for Tony's stash of alcohol to numb the pain. The tower was eerily silent, maybe everyone was gone. You found a half a bottle of scotch, taking a swig you decided it would be a good idea to go to the roof and look at the stars. You dragged yourself to the elevator, knocking into the wall a few times before making it. You got to the roof, realizing you were in your sleep shorts and tank top as the cold air hit you. You shrugged, taking another drink stumbling out.

You made it to the edge, standing on your toes looking over the wall down to the street. "Y/n!" You heard someone yell your name. You looked up trying to find the source of the voice. "Get away from there!" You heard it again, along with what sounded like someone running. "Whose there?" You slurred unable to focus as a hand gripped your wrist. You tried pulling away but you couldn't get loose. "Let go of me!" You yelled at the voice. "What are you doing y/n?" You heard. You sighed "looking at the pretty stars, they twinkle like my Loki's eyes." You said tearing up. You put your head down "you see, i love him, but he doesn't love me." You said sniffling. "I'm sure that's not true." The voice said "yes it is! I was stupid, asked him to marry me, of course he said no, why wouldn't he." You said wiping your face. "Y/n, let's get you to bed." The voice said. "I don't want to sleep, I'll dream about him." You said trying to sit down but were lifted up. "Shh it's ok y/n, I've got you." The voice said. "Your soft." You hummed as your eyes drifted closed.

You slowly opened your eyes as the sun hit your face, making your head pound. You turned your head to see Loki sitting in a chair next to the bed, his eyes on you. "Go away Loki." You huffed, moving to get out of bed. "Y/n, wait, please." He said moving to in front of you. "I have nothing to say to you" you said trying to get up "well I have something to say to you." He said placing his hands on your shoulders. "What is is?" You sighed holding your head. He handed you a cup of coffee and some pain meds before sitting back down. "Y/n, I would like to explain myself about why I told you no." He said looking at you. "I don't want to hear it." You said shaking your head, starting to get up. "Well I want you to." He said firmly. You looked at him and sat back down.

"The reason I said no, wasn't because I don't love you, I do, it's because of my parentage, what I am." He sighed looking down. "Asgardian, I already know that" you said looking at him. "No, I'm not asgardian." He said looking at you. "What are you talking about Loki?" You asked getting frustrated. He sighed closing his eyes. You watched as his skin turned blue, ridges forming on his skin. He slowly opened his eyes, seeing his emerald eyes turning dark red. You sat there, unsure what to say. "I am a frost giant y/n, a monster, and I was afraid you would be frightened of me, that is why I said no" he said looking down. You scooted closer, looking at him. He looked the same but.....different. "Look at me please." You said. His eyes meeting yours, you gazed into them. "Loki, regardless of what you are, you are still you, you always will be, I don't care if you were a troll, I'd still love you." You sighed. "I'm sorry y/n, I should have trusted you, I should have told you" he said shaking his head. "It's ok Loki, I understand." You said looking at him.

He leaned down, kneeling in front of you grabbing your hands "y/n, I love you with everything in me, I never want to lose you, I would be honored to be your husband." He said pulling a box out of his pocket, be opened it revealing a silver banded ring, with an emerald in the middle, diamonds surrounding it. "If you still want me." He said holding the ring out to you. You felt the tears in your eyes as you looked at him "I will always want you Loki." You said lunging at him, hugging him. "Is that a yes?" He asked hugging you back. You laughed pulling back "Yes, Yes it is." You smiled kissing him. He held your hand putting the ring on your finger, noticing him wearing the one you got him. You grabbed his hand "have you been wearing it?" You asked looking at him. "Since that night, yes." He said holding your hand. You smiled at eachother, pulling him into another hug "I love you Loki." You said sighing. "I love you too y/n." He said.

@lokisprettygirl22 @sinsandguilt @vbecker10 @billihill

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destroyabez · 1 year

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GRABS YOU BY YOUR NECK

I HAVE SPIDER SPELLMAN AU BRAINROT SO YOUR GONNA HAVE SOME STUFF ABOUT THEM! FAIR WARNING THIS IS VERY SCRAMBLED AND SHIT SO

Fluff and shenanigans!!!!

• When Spider was a toddler he used to cry on and on into the night, you would've thought he was getting murdered if you heard it. The other scientists tried everything but nothing could work. Not hot milk, not being rocked, not being given a stuffy, not even promises of being able to go outside the next day could calm the tiny toddler down. Excepttttt Norm! It took everyone including Norm himself by shock when a very very tired Norm just kinda went into Spiders room and laid down with the toddler in bed. Hugging him close as both Norm and surprisingly Spider as well fell asleep in each others embrace (Spider denys this ever happened)

• Norm was the one to teach Spider how to cook, he taught him how to make one of Spiders favorite foods (P.s its cherry pie)

• Norm does adopt Na'vi children and when Spider first met them he was practically vibrating with excitement (he was young when Norm adopted the kids! I also have names for them but that will come later) and the kids were just as happy to meet him too.

• Aungia and Spider are the closet in age with Aungia being only one season older than Spider (He uses this against Spider all the time)

• Fwäkì and Spider get into all sorts of shenanigans despite Fwäkì being two years younger than Spider

• Letswal'herwì is very shy but gets along with Spider none the less, though she typically is the one to tell them to calm down and not hurt themselves or eachother despite her being the youngest

• Norm loves all his children equally! (Jk his favorite is Leswal'herwì)

• Aungia means Sign, Omen while Fwäkì means Mantis and Leswal'herwì means powerful snow

A little angst before my phone dies nyehehehe

• When Spider was taken all Norm wanted to do was storm into Bridgehead and kill anyone or anything that came in his way, he didn't know what to do with this feeling because he never had it before. He also felt rage, rage so deep he could feel it in his bones. Rage that Neytiri and Jake didn't go back for his son, that they just let him be taken. He had to wait though because if he acted too hastily he would risk Spiders life and he would never forgive himself if anything happened. And he never did when he found out what they did to his son, his poor brave son who even though he was left to get tortured didn't give up any information on where the high camp was and anything about the Sullys or him. He never forgave himself and he never will, he knew he should've just gone to get Spider when he first heard he was kidnapped but he didn't and now he had to live with that fact

• Aungia just shut down, he didn't want to talk to anyone, he didn't want to get up for food, he didn't want to go outside. He wanted his brother back but knew he couldn't do anything and that left a great deal of pain for him to deal with

• Similar to her father Fwäkì wanted to go to where the demons were and rip out each and everyone of their throats to get her brother back safely but unlike her father she didn't think of what might happen if she just stormed into Bridgehead, what could happen to her brother and her, so she made up a plan and was going to go through with it. She had gathered a few other kids who loved Spider and they made a plan to get her brother back

• Leswal'herwì was the most confusing one of all of the siblings. She carried on with everything like normal but if you knew her well you could tell she was in a great deal of pain but she wouldn't talk. No matter how much she wanted to. She was also the reason that Fwäkì and the other kids didn't initiate their plan sooner

Ok now time for sleep and to charge my phone bye bye!

#avatar the way of water #spider avatar #avatar spider #miles spider socorro #norm spellman #spellman siblings #Spider Spellman AU

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tragedytells-tales · 2 years

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Solace

Notes - GN!MC , hurt/comfort, heavy angst, Feat. Fallen family ( the brothers + Lilith ), the royals , purgatory hall

Summary - One is never as alone as they may think. Even when it feels like the world is crumbling.

Warnings - Self depreciating thoughts , depicted mental breakdown

TW - mentioned minor injuries

Anxiety, tossing, turning in your sleep / Even if you run away, you still see them in your dreams / It's so dark tonight, but you'll survive, certainly / It's alright, come inside, and talk to me

Everything was a mess of thoughts, anger, sadness, envy, light, noise, everything. It was so loud, it was too loud. the skin on their clothes were to tight, they could hear to much, and the blaring headache just would not go away.

So annoying, said the book with dents and bends.

You're worthless, said the mess of blankets and punched pillows on the floor.

You're good for nothing, said the ripped pages of empty homework and assignments.

You're an idiot, said the punched mirror and shattered glass from repeated reflections.

Nothing you ever do will be good enough, said the chipped table.

Everyone can do it so much better, said the backpack from across the room.

You're nothing special, said- said? Said the cracked, fractured, tear-stained face from a broken mirror.

Oh, how MC wished everything would just "SHUT UP."

MC stopped and realized just how silent it was. No thoughts screaming over eachother, no mocking and snide glares, nothing. Just a mess, heavy panting, and MC sat in the middle of it.

They turned to look up at the leaves hanging from the tree, peaceful gold dancing along green leaves. Golden and amber flames danced across dejected eyes as they clutched a nearby pillow like a lifeline. Tired tears barely registered to the soul as they stared peacefully at hypnotic flames.

They felt themself be lured into the peace of sleep, barely fighting it as most of their energy had already been spent. Maybe a nap wouldn't be to bad.

. . . .

They awoke to quiet mumbling as things became shuffled around their room. The ground they were on was replaced by warm covers and recovered pillows.

Their eyes traveled to a ghost-like silhouette of a woman on the edge of their bed. Her humming stilled as she spotted the awoken figure and smiled. She waved and gestured around the room before resuming her song.

MC removed tired eyes from her to spot several more souls around the room. The eldest was fixing a mirror while the sixth put together the dining room. The bookworm was at home fixing creased pages and out of place spines.

Their first was busy at work putting together their school supplies while the fifth worried over wounds and bandages with the third by his side, seemingly guiding him.

The seventh seemed to have fallen asleep while watching over MC, his hand still clutching a pillow laid by their feet. A young angel could be seen dozing off at his side as he kept watch over his dear friend.

They watch as blue mists of magic dance around to room, some working away at fixing torn pages, others mend wounds on broken skin, and others take to lowering the light of the room. They see shadows dance as someone loyal works to clean broken shards, burned leaves, and makes a warm drink to heal a hurt throat.

An elder angel stands nearby, seemingly having taken over for the younger. He wispers stories of home and warmth while familiar blue mists accompanied with it's own illustrations. Nearby, amber eyes crinkle at their sides as he recounts his own stories of strength and light.

The humming one from the edge of their bed showed her own smile. She lightly nodded at MC and gestured to the warm drink and cold spoon resting by their head.

"It's okay, you can rest now, when you wake we'll still be here for you. You're not alone, MC."

AN - I need a nap. ( Do remember to grab some water, take a nap, go outside for bit if you please. Do something that makes you happy today because you deserve it. )

Divider credit - X

#obey me shall we date #omswd #gn!mc #om lilith #om leviathan #om asmodeus #om beelzebub #om belphegor #om lucifer #om mammon #om satan #om barbatos #om diavolo #om solomon #om simeon #om luke #obey me gn!mc

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spotlightstudios · 1 year

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Thinking about Passione and his 100% great situation.

-> Leaves his family's legacy to ruin because he despises them. He wants to prove he can be better than they ever were. (Aka, Worse than they were, but he won't traumatize his children in the process.)

-> Makes a false identity to lay low and get some money, but ends up in an adventuring party instead. (He has to play along because there's a detective in the party who's followed him.)

-> Saves the detectives (Oskolok) life in a bid to get rid of suspicion placed on him, but actually he's kinds cute? What does he do now? (They're both aware of the other, but refuse to admit it, and they're flirting by saving each others lives and/or leaving them in the dust at the first sign of danger.)

-> His cover is pretty much blown because he thought the Paladin who they found was hot and wanted to impress him w/ magic. He doesn't quite understand it, but they have the same deity. (NPC man is hot and strong, and my bird man is a sucker for powerful men... Why does he like Oskolok again?)

->He's at the point where he's pretty sure the party doesn't care about his identity, but he's sure they'd sell him out if they figured out who he was, soooooo... Whoops.

-> Summoned his ouppy (hellhound) Executioner and she ripped a woman's throat out, so that's cool.

-> He really just wants to start his gambling ring again, but this adventuring business has him in a tight spot, so he's along for the ride until they figure things out and he can contact his people.

->I'm genuinely thinking that Passione will survive this and get to make his ring, but unless Oskolok dies, there's gonna be a fun dynamic. Either he makes Oskolok join the darkside and become his Right-Hand Man, or he's gonna flirt like those prompts where the Cop/Criminal are actually dating and have to fake-catch/escape w/ eachother lmao.

->Idea I've been rolling around for that second scenario: Passione goes to Oskolok's work events w/ his feathers dyed and beak painted to give the illusion that he's a different species of tengu, and no one knows any better because he's a great actor. Then Oskolok comes to Passione's events in his casino w/o much of a disguise, and everyone knows that he's just off-limits because he's Boss' favorite. (If anyone on either side tried something, no one would ever believe them because both sides have rock-solid alibis, and it's clear to anyone that they despise eachother. Obviously.)

->Also Funny Alternative: Passione somehow decides to side w/ Oskolok and stop his ring (not gonna happen), but instead decides to straight up become a trophy husband. Oskolok makes all the money, and with his family's hidden fortune? Well, Passione can simply be eye-candy and waltz wherever he pleases, because he's oh-so reformed and mature! He swears it!

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averyroundpumpkin · 2 years

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Mafia!Astrid headcanons

Warnings: Mentions of violence , slight mentions of sexual activity , mention of drugs addiction

No nonsense lady

Doesn't take crap from anyone

Hiccup's right hand man (lady???)

Only one who Hiccup listens to aside from his father and Gobber

Extremely aggressive

Has no chill

But is one of the most logical people in the gang

Idk how that works , but Astrid makes it work

Deals with the weapon dealing

That side of dealing can get really violent

Extremely serious about her work and the business

Although she's one of the most logical and the one who is the most trusted to do the deals , she almost always finds herself into a heated debate or a brawl whenever she'd in a meeting doing deals

Mostly because the disgusting old men and women either look down on her or try to flirt with her

She puts them in their place and shuts them up

Don't flirt with her if she doesn't like you , you will loose a limb

Tbh , scratch that , don't flirt with her at all

Especially if you're Snotlout

Deals with his flirting 24/7

Gives him bruises 24/7

Always has Stormfly with her ,even if its a walk to the park

Always had her trusty battle axe or her gun on her she stay strapped

Rarely gets caught slipping

And when she does , she will harshly criticize her self for it

Has trust issues and doesn't trust easily

Keeps an eye on everyone

One of the second hardest to get along with

Has high standards for herself and everyone when it comes to business

The people that work for her both hate and slightly admire her for it

Mean boss

Tough love boss

You can barely see the love but its there

Had a bad past with drugs when the business was first started

Doesn't talk about it

Will kill you if you mention it

Has mental breakdowns

No one knows though (except stormfly) . She doesn't speak about it

Also had a past with Hiccup

They are on good terms now ,but there relationship is sorta strained

They had sexual relations together and were a couple for a few years.

Now they're just on and off

The gang pulls out their hair everytime the two have a falling out

Except Snotlout , who jumps at the opportunity

They still have something for eachother deep down tho

She once had a sexual affair with Snotlout just to spite Hiccup once or twice , while they were in another one of their breakups

Hates herself for it , because now Snotlout holds on to it

Hiccuo didn't find out , which she was sorta disappointed at , but now that she's past that she's really happy because Hiccup wouldve hated her for life.

Begs Snotlout to keep it a secret

She and Snotlout constantly try to rip eachother's throats out

But they're still friends and they look out for eachother

Also has room full of weapons

Matter of fact, she has two rooms full

Has a special room just for Stormfly

Stormfly has her own maids

Stormfly's her little baby and she will kill everyone in the room and then herself if anything happens to her

Will sick stormfly on you if she doesn't have the energy to deal with you herself

Her way of torture is to lock people in a room with stormfly

Always puts stormfly in a cute little sweater

Stormfly has a room full of mirrors , just so she can look at herself

Astrid sings in the shower

Her singing voice can break mirrors and terrify dragons

Stormfly hides under the table whenever she starts singing

Or cooking

Thinks her voice and cooking aren't that bad

#httyd rtte #httyd fandom #httyd au #astrid #mafia au #headcanon #astrid hofferson #stormfly

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aquanova99 · 1 year

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Do you think the physically younger vampires and wolves made friends with each other during the time that all of witnesses gathered. Because Maggie, Benjamin, and Seth are all 15 and Tia is 17, so the idea of them just having the opportunity to like hang out with kids their own age without having to hide what they are make me happy.

Let me ask you, at 14 would you have wanted your life uprooted and be forced to isolate from everything you’ve known? Would you be friends with someone whose existence was the cause of that?

At their core vampires and the shapeshifters are enemies in that every instinct is telling the them to run or fight. Now specifically in the Quileute tribe, they didn’t have to shift. It sounds like the initial shift is terrifying and almost painful? Sam couldn’t change back for more than a week. Your teenage years are full of hormones and no matter what anyone says, a need to be accepted. The pack has grown considerably but their old friends and family have to be kept in the dark. They are all sworn to secrecy and if they imprint they basically become enslaved to the other person. And from what Jacob says everyone thinks they are in a gang so that’s not…great. They also can now never leave the reservation, Leah says she’s tried and ends up coming back every time.

Had the Cullens chose LITERALLY anywhere else to go chances are they’re lives would have been normal. They wouldn’t have to work or do patrols. Thanks to Carlisle saying “but we don’t eat humans no worry lols” Edward meets Bella and the entirety of twilight takes place. In Eclipse Billy begs them not to come back and disrupt the tribe again. While the movie shows Jacob attempting to make friends it’s just Jacob and Seth and that’s because Seth is the kumbaya character. No matter how they prove themselves otherwise the rest of the pack wants nothing to do with them.

On to the younger vampires. The younger vampires would be Maggie and Benjamin. Inherently I don’t think they would be openly vicious but I think it would be a lot of work and exposure therapy for them to not want to gag at their smell or want to rip their throats out. Neither of which would be left without parental supervision with someone whose whole existence is to rip them apart. At the end of the day Maggie Benjamin and Tia could hang out with themselves and technically Edward who is also 17, but who would want to hang out with him let’s be fr. The pack similarly have eachother, and have probably grown used to just having eachother as family and friends since they can no longer hang out with outside friends without possibly spilling the secret.

#aquas asks #sadly I do not see an au where this is plausible #unless someone from the reservation is turned

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testingforhope · 8 months

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Chapter 11 - Broken Walls

My eyes slowly opened up to the world. My cheeks feel dry and my throat sore. The wolf pup is laying next to me, pressing its weight against my stomach. I raised my hand to meet its fur and it turned to look at me as quick as a lightning in a bottle.

“Hello there.” I said, a smile that felt strained appearing on my lips. “How did you sleep?”

Suddenly I remembered last night’s dream and rushed to the bookcase in front of me. I scanned it up and down, up and down, finally stopping on the most tattered book there. I may have thrown it a lot when writing in it, but that is neither here nor there. Picking up the book, I looked at the cover and there was a paper crown on the cover, the top of it peeling down.

I grazed my fingers over the skull and went to open it. The book was a little stuck together, but I managed to get it open. The edges were fragile and ripped from overuse.

I finally flipped to the right page. The mask of my past. The mask I was making to hang out with her. Will I ever see her again? Pushing that last thought away, I ran up the stairs to my room. The door swung open wide and I darted to my desk and started getting everything together.

I would need washi tape and some markers. I looked at the mask again and realised that I also needed some string. It also wouldn’t hurt to make it magically conceal my face. After getting everything together, I got started on putting it back in the intended shape. Time to get started!

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Hours later~

Finally! Hysteria put the mask on with one last deep breath. Her face seemed to have disappeared and been replaced with the skull mask she just made. If you tried to look under it, you would have probably seen the abyss.

She then took it off with another deep breath. Her eyes started shining, filling to the brim with tears. She set the mask down, closing her eyes and took another breath. She looked to where the mask was hanging and saw a photo that was taken years ago with a newer one from 3 months ago near it. The old one had her and Sofia in it, giving eachother a side-hug. Both of them were smiling so brightly, it looked like the whole day was bright and sunny as well.

The photo near it, however, was two pictures put together, both split down the middle. One side was Hysteria in her dining room, looking out the window at a sunrise. The other side had a picture from a newsletter. One with Queen Sofia on her coronation day. The thing is that she looks so sad and like she’s hoping that someone will take her away from this awful place for once and all.

When Hysteria was making it, the only thought going through her head was what the present would look like if they were still friends. Would they walk through Hysteria’s garden? Would they be playing on the castle grounds, Hysteria no longer having to hide with Sofia making the rules? Would they have tea parties while watching the sunset like they used to?

Those questions have no place in Hysteria’s brain, however, because Sofia is gone now and all that is left is Queen Sofia. That’s how it is and that is how it has been since they last saw each other at the age of 6. Hysteria ruined their friendship then, why would Sofia ever risk herself falling for that again?

As all these thoughts ran through Hysteria’s head, going in and out at the speed of light, the wolf pup climbed up the stairs and walked over to where Hysteria was. It then started rubbing its head against her leg, forcing her to calm down and sit, plus it got some pets out of it.

The little puppy had been there for this very difficult week, an unlikely friend if you will. Friend…

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In a very different place~

Footsteps echoed in the large hallways. Her breath quickened as it always did. Then the large door swung open in the most gentle way possible. Everyone thought she was made of fine china. That she was a porcelain doll sitting on the biggest shelf in the kingdom.

“Your Majesty. A moment?”

#testing for hope #original story #oc

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thelonekillerwolf · 2 years

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Firebird

Two people tracked into the smoke and mud seeing the little fox in the ashes. Her eyes lifted to mine but she didn’t draw back when a girl lifted her onto her feet. The wolf would kill me if I just let her die and even so the only person that could kill her was me. I pull out a gun and raise my hand. Fire encirlced the fox and the assassin and my body desolved into my bird. I flew above their heads and into the smoke and flames.

I land on the ground with a thud as I shift back into my real self. The assassin turned her attention to mine and she drops the fox back down. She pulls out her blade out of the sleathe and spins it on me. She knew exactly who I was and I had no idea who she was, I mean expect that she was one the Elements, an assassin of the queen’s. She was either Zero, Nox, or Emmy but which one I couldn’t tell. The wolf would know but I had lost her a long time ago. She went with Ink to go find the queen and bring her down. At least that is what I thought she said she was going to do.

“Stay away from her,” I shout bring fire to my fingertips. “Or I will burn you alive.”

She laughs. “Yeah the little brid will not ever hurt anyone even in the war. Your little wolf have said it so many times.” She spins the blade around her hand and I take a step back the heat of the flames pressing into my back.

“I could. Burns wouldn’t completely kill you just maybe scar yourself a little bit.” I watch my flames on my fingertips. “You can’t believe everything that wolf has to say. I could rip out your throat.”

“You even threaten people like her, pathically.” She holds up the blade to my throat and I raised my hands in surrender.

“I am not going to fight you assassin and you are not going to kill me. I know you won’t. You like me too much.”

“You don’t even know my name,” she barked. “We hate eachother. You told me as much. Ever since the wolf trained with us that very first day all those months ago. Nothing has changed. Nothing will ever change. Your practically dead.”

It wasn’t her blade that digged into my chest though. It was a boy that stood behind me. I look down at the blade inpaled in my chest and I cup my hands around the blade.

I knew it was too late. If these didn’t kill me then they would find a way to kill me. I was going to die here, now. There was no happpily ever after for my story but there will be for my queen’s. She was going to win, that I knew for sure.

“You have no idea who I am?” I hissed as water began to bubble out of my mouth. “I am a lot stronger than you think. If I die today it is for my family. I fought this time. I won no matter what you do to me. I won. We won. Raven is going to be queen and you are going to die by her hand. Raven will put that crown upon her head and even if I am not there to see it she is going to make everyone free and be a better queen then your mother was. She is going to bring hell to you.” I choke on my blood and the water.

I was losing my life but it wasn't mine to start out as. It was my love, my family’s, and my queen's. This belonged to her and her alone but yet she didn't want it. She didn't want the power or the name or the title. She just wanted the freedom for her people. The freedom for her family and the freedom that she was never given as a kid. She wanted that for her people. Not the title or the power. She just wanted freedom. Why is it that she will get the freedom when this is over and I get death? Why is it that whatever I do it is never enough? It will always be Raven with the power. It will always be Raven with the title and the love and I get death. If it was not for her then what is it for. I love her and it was the sacrifice I had to take for my queen. Queen Raven Wolf is the rightful queen of the Lands and she will led us to victory for our freedom. I am so happy I got to live with my queen for the last months. I am so happy my queen is who I am dying for.

#whumptober #echo

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xhopelesslyromanticx · 2 years

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hi could you write a smut with trent where they're on vacation together because she's the sister of ox and they tease eachother the whole holiday, but they finally finally hook up after a night out ?xx

I hate you more - Trent Alexander Arnold x Reader

Masterlist

Warnings: ends with smut, unprotected sex, alcohol, cursing

summary: Your brothers wedding in Greece forces you to spend more time with his best man Trent. And although you swore you had always hated the guy, after being handcuffed to him, things start to look a little different.

The pain shooting through your head was only made stronger by the obnoxiously loud music coming from the room next to you. As you were wrapping up last minute gifts for the guests while the guys next you seemed to have the time of their lives.

You were sleep deprived and completely out of it but there was a shit ton of stuff to do. All the guests where arriving tonight and your brothers wedding day was less then 48 hours away. Perrie had chosen you as her maid of honor as you two where basically best friends and as you where Ox's little sister it was even better.

It was a destination wedding, so the whole planning had been quite hard. But in Ox's opinion no one cared if the wedding was planned well if they were on a beach one a small island in Greece. And in his theory only his closest friends and family would come anyway as it was further away from home.

But that wasn’t quite the case as it seemed everyone was absolutely ecstatic about taking some time off work for a vacation in paradise and nearly all the invitations had agreed to come. Which left you with a shit ton of work and no one to help you with it.

The bridesmaids and groomsmen had been assigned the whole organization part, having a schedule and telling people when to do what. Plus organizing that everything would be set up for the ceremony and so on. Because Perrie and Ox had no wedding planner, in the name of keeping it low-key, that had turned out to be rather hard. And if that wasn’t all already stressing you out, Ox had chosen absolute idiots as his groomsmen.

You furiously knocked on the door, literally drenched in sweat as it was currently a 100 degrees outside and the air conditioning in your room didn’t work. The door was swung open by Robbo, who had a tooth brush in his hand as he sang along to the stupid Pina Colada song with the biggest smile on his face. When he saw your furious face, he immediately ripped his eyes open „Oh, what did we do?“

„Andy, is Trent here?“ you asked for your brothers totally incapable best man, making sure your dislike for him was evident.

„Yes, come in.“ Robbo gestured you in, trying ro keep from smiling as he knew Trent was about to be scolded by you.

Everyone knew that you and Trent were sort of like cat and dog. Always bickering and teasing eachother. It was kind of endearing to your brother though, so he didn't mind it. He rather had you two hate each other than like each other too much.

You walked in the hotel room, hearing Trents singing come out the bathroom as you opened the door without knocking. Trent jumped up, only a towel covering his lower part as he looked at you in shock. The door hitting the wall behind it with a loud bang.

„For fucks sake Y/n!“ the Liverpool player held his hand over his heart as he closed his eyes, nearly having a heart attack „You scared the shit outta me!“

You blushed a little, trying not look the almost naked guy up and down as you cleared your throat „Trent-"

„Yes?“ Trent asked, raised eyebrows as he wondered what the hell it was now that was bothering you. He was also kind of amused seeing that you were evidently uncomfortable.

„Tell me again.“ you now stated, not amused by his stupidly charming smirk „Why could Hendo not be the best man again?“

„His missus had to work, so he‘s only gonna arrive in two days.“ Trent shrugged his shoulders.

„So Ox said you’re his best man now right?“ you crossed your arms, as you could hear Robbo chuckle behind you. You looked back to see the guy lean against the doorframe of the massive bathroom, the toothbrush had been replaced by a drink in his hand as he watched everything unfold.

„Yeah, what are you on?“ Trent chuckled, completely oblivious.

„Then why don‘t you start behaving like one?“

Robbo behind you bursted out in laughter, while Trent chuckled slightly. He shook his head as you smirked satisfied.

„Wow cheap shot little Chambi.“ Trent rolled his eyes which made you chuckle.

„Don’t call me that.“ you smiled, biting your lips as you couldn’t help but notice the water droplets on Trents trained chest. The way that his body gliste- What? No! You gathered yourself quickly and stuttered „Now there’s a lot of work, if you could get going!“

„Sure.“ Trent smirked, having caught your eyes wandering and that of course boosting his ego „But I’ll sadly have to change first missy. Plus you could also use a shower, you’re drenched!“

Freshly dressed and showered you went to dinner that night. Perrie and Ox had rented out a typical Greek taverna for close family and all the bridesmaids and groomsmen. Which was two of Perries friends plus you and Robbo and Trent as Hendo was only gonna arrive on the day of the wedding.

The dinner was nice, everyone was eating good food and drinking wine as you enjoyed each others company. Well almost, you were stressing about all the things you‘d have to do the following day, which was admittedly quite a lot.

Your mind was taken off things a little when Virgil suddenly sat down at your end of the table. The two bridesmaids both gushing over the handsome guy, who was talking to Andy and Trent while you just wondered what the hell he was even doing here. He wasn’t your family as far as you knew. But again, he was Virgil there was no escaping him.

„So little Chambi Chamb.“ Virgil smiled at you, and you just gave him a cold stare. These nicknames got more ridiculous by the day „I heard Trent is giving you a hard time.“

„Nah, I am-" Trent, sitting opposite you, tried to defend himself

„He‘s totally incapable.“ you nodded, looking at Virgil and shrugging.

„Nah, I’m not!“ Trent squealed, kicking your shin under the table which made you yelp „Ouch Trent!“

„That’s what you get for lying!“ he crossed his arms, pouting his lips like a little kid as he leaned back in his chair.

„Fuck off!“ you held up your middle finger, which Virgil grabbed quickly putting it away with a chuckle.

„Kids, kids.“ he looked back and forth between you and the scouser „No reason to be rude to one another.“

„They like eachother.“ Robbo stated, scooting closer to Virgil who nodded in agreement „That’s why they are bickering.“

Trent scrunched up his face as if he was disgusted before punching Robbo in the shoulder „That’s not true! I hate her!“

„Well good.“ you sighed, taking another sip of your wine „I hate you too.“

The next morning Trent woke up by someone violently shaking his shoulders. He groaned slowly opening his eyes, trying to adjust to the light, only to see your face hovering above him.

„Jeez.“ the guy sighed, covering his face with his hand „What are you doing here Y/n?“

You smiled, looking at the sleepy guy before holding up a piece of paper with a list on it „We have a lot of things to get done today.“

Trent groaned, slowly sitting up as he looked you up and down, already fully dressed in your baby blue blouse and shorts „How did you even get in here?“

You smirked, before pulling out a keycard out the back pocket of your jeans and swinging it around „I have my ways.“

You ended up basically dragging Trent to breakfast. He was still half asleep as you both stood d at the buffet, both a plate in your hands. Luckily not many people where down there as it was still rather early. You were about to put some fresh fruit on your plate when you suddenly spotted some familiar faces sitting at a table in the corner.

„Ox!“ you yelled through the entire hotel restaurant as your brother looked up, trying to find who was calling for him. When his eyes fell on Trent and you he smiled and waved, gesturing you to come over.

So you grabbed Trents hand without thinking twice as you approached your brother sitting there with Perrie and the baby.

„Good morning!“ you gushed, looking at the little one sitting in the baby chair „Already up?“

„Yes, you know the little one just doesn’t seem to want to sleep.“ Perrie smiled, running her hand through her blonde hair. Her eyes met Trents and yours intertwined hands and you only now noticed you were still holding him.

So you quickly let go of the scouser as your brother raised one eyebrow, looking back and forth between his sister and the tired guy behind her „Did she drag you outta bed Trent?“

„Yes.“ Trent whined as he looked at your brother annoyed while you just rolled your eyes. What a baby.

Perrie giggled, always having found the two of you a rather amusing pairing. She had always thought Trent and you would actually make a cute couple but whenever she mentioned it to Ox, he told her that was absoluetly not gonna happen. Not on his watch. Plus Trent and his sister couldn’t stand each other, right?

„There’s absolutely no way I’m gonna get onto that thing.“ you looked at the quad standing in front of you as the already warm morning sun, hit the pavement on the parking lot in front of the hotel.

Trent held out a helmet to you but you just crossed your arms, refusing to take it. He had no idea how to drive this thing. Plus this was a literal island, the streets here weren’t safe anyways.

„Don’t be difficult woman!“ Trent groaned, pressing his helmet against your chest.

„No this isn’t safe!“ you shook your head and Trent looked like he was about to loose his mind.

„Then what do you wanna do? You wanna walk everywhere?“ he asked, grabbing the helmet again. This time putting it on your head before he secured it. His face only inches away from you, which made you hold your breath. You did realize he had a point „Now let’s go.“

The wedding ceremony was gonna be held at the beach right by the hotel. There was a pavilion under which they set up tables for the dinner as well as a dance floor for the afterparty. It was all in Greek style, the decoration, the food and just the over all theme.

„So there on the front there will be a big flower thingy.“ you pointed towards the ocean, where the aisle would be, as the guys were setting up the chairs.

Robbo had gotten Virgil and some of Ox's friend to help him put everything up while you guided them. A whole folder in your hand with all the information you needed while Trent just stood next to you, sighing and groaning from time to time.

„And there will be white flowers attached to every-“ you spoke when you looked back at Trent, who was playing with the sand in between his feet „Trent?“

„Yes?“ Trent asked, innocently batting his eyelashes.

„Are you even listening to me?“

„Yes sure.“ he smiled, nodding like a school boy „Something about towels-“

You covered your mouth, trying not to burst out into laughter. This was actually sad, he was so the wrong person to do this with.

„What?“ Trent chuckled as Robbo sang along to Mamma Mia in the pavilion.

You just shook your head, quietly laughing as you looked up at your brothers friend „Nothing.“

You and Trent spent all day picking up flowers for the bridesmaid, going cake testing and getting balloons for the bachelor party Robbo had planned for tonight as they didn’t have time for it back home with their busy schedule. You did wonder if it was smart to hold it the night before the wedding but then again it wasn’t really your problem. As long as they showed up on time the next day, it was fine.

„Now let’s go take a nap.“ Trent walked out the little bakery, holding two full bags as you followed him with your eyes glued on your phone.

„Perrie just texted me.“ you sighed, reading through the brides text „Apparently Ox has forgotten to pack the bridesmaids dresses.“

„What?“ Trent hissed, concerned what this meant for him „He’s such a dumbass!“

The old greek lady, who didn’t speak a word of english watched you try on every dress with a big smile on her face while Trent sat in the corner, next to obnoxiously loud fan. You stared at you reflection, inspecting the floor length dark blue dress with a very deep neck line.

„Trent?“

The Liverpool players attention fell on you as you presented what felt like the millionth dress to him. But this time he didn’t just say it was fine, his eyes scanned you up and down as they rested on your chest area for a little too long.

„It’s- Ah-“ the guy shifted in his seat, nervously stuttering which caused the older woman to chuckle. Even though she didn’t understand any english, she knew this reaction any day „It’s really beautiful Y/n.“

You blushed, smiling a little before pressing your lips together and turning to the woman. You gave her a thumbs up „I’ll take it!“

All evening you met wedding guests at every corner. It felt like the island only consisted of people you knew, so as soon as dinner was over you made your way back to your room. Trying to escape the mass of people. While you laid there, scrolling through your phone, your eyes fell on the blue dress hanging in front the window. You couldn’t help but think about Trent. You hated to admit it but somehow the afternoon turned out to be fun.

But deciding to forget about it you turned off your lights. It was when your thoughts were racing through your mind just like anytime you tried to sleep when you suddenly ripped your eyes wide open „Does Trent have the wedding rings?“

You called all the guys you knew, that were at the party. But no one picked up. So there was only one way that you’d be able to get any sleep that night; you had to crash your brother bachelor party.

You threw on a short black dress, let your hair down again and decided that be enough for the club owners letting you in. You knew the destination of the party was only like fifteen minutes by feet, having dropped the decoration there today. So you decided you just walk there, calling and waiting for a taxi would just take longer.

The music was blasting through the speakers of the club, filled with drunk guys. You pressed your way through them, earning some confused looks by some as you tried to find Trent or Robbo. That’s when you bumped into Virgil, who was wearing some weird glittery hat and had a drink in his hand.

„Y/n?“ Viirgil slurred, looking at you confused as Robbos arm wrapped around his shoulder „Who are we talking - Y/n?“

You sighed, looking at the completely wasted guys, knowing damn well they were so gonna be hungover the next day. This was exactly what you had been afraid off.

„I need to talk to Trent!“ you yelled into Virgils ear, trying to be louder than the music.

Virgil looked at Robbo as they both burst out into laughter „We can help you with that.“

You were dragged through the club by the two guys, all the way to the back. Confused on what Trent was doing back there but not bothering to ask. And then when you saw the guy, literlly handcuffed against a chair a million questions raised through your mind.

„What on earth?“ you gasped and Trent looked up at you in shock. Robbo uncuffed Trent from the chair, leaving one of the cuffs on his wrist „Y/n?“

„Why are you handcuffed-“ but you couldn’t even finish your sentence because next thing you knew, Virgil grabbed you and the other end of the handcuff was clasped onto your wrist. You bumped your head against Trents, groaning in pain and just when you wanted to say something Robbo and Virgil literally ran off.

„Fuck!“ you and Trent both yelled at the same time and when your eyes fell on your connected wrists you both realized; they had taken the key with them.

You poured down another drink as you looked at Trent sitting next you. Your handcuffed hands rested on the bar counter. As it had turned out, Trent had been handcuffed to the chair by Virgil because he had wanted to leave earlier, really tired from the day. What mad the two guy handcuff you to him, he didn't know.

„I hate this.“ you groaned, looking at the time and realizing how late it already was. You had looked for Virgil and Robbo for almost an hour when one of your cousins informed you that they had gone to the next destination with Ox. But no one knew where.

So you were stuck in a night club, handcuffed to the guy you literally couldn’t stand. After a while off bickering around with him, you both just decided to drink away your frustration.

„I hate you.“ you slurred, studying Trents face as he rolled his eyes.

„I hate you more.“ he shrugged his shoulders, taking another shot.

„No I literally hate everything about you.“ you yelled, also grabbing a shot, pouring it down as you ignored the burning sensation in your throat „I hate your sense of humor-“

„I hate your incredible arrogance.“ Trent spat back, not impressed by your insult.

„I hate the way you dress, the way you talk, the way your stupid accent sounds.“ you continued, not realizing you were slowly leaning over to Trent more and more. The guy wasn’t even listening anymore, too focused on the way your lips were moving „I hate your stupid smile and-“

You couldn’t even finish your sentence as Trent suddenly leaned in all the way to press his lips against yours. You froze as you felt the guy kiss you, your eyes wide open.

„Just…“ Trent pulled back whispering „Just shut up.“

And this time it was you who smashed your lips back on his. Eagerly wrapping your free hand around his neck as pulled yourself closer to him. Trents hand wrapped around your waist as he pulled away from your breathlessly „Let’s take this somewhere else?“

Trent covered your mouth with his hand as he tried to get you to stop giggling, scared someone might hear you. His free hand searching for your keycard in your handbag. Struggling as he was still handcuffed to you.

„Stop laughing.“ he chuckled, roaming your bag before pulling out his hand „Found it.“

Rather roughly Trent opened the door, and pushed you in the room. The door fell shut as quick as you could think and next thing you knew, you were already pressed against the wall again, with Trent pressing his lips onto yours. You wrapped your leg around his waist, starting to grind into him as his tongue roamed your mouth.

Trent felt satisfied, feeling you push yourself against him. He knew by the way you were whimpering as he kissed his way down your neck, that you were at his mercy. His hand travelled under your short skirt but his fingers didn’t touch you were you needed it, instead they teasingly traced the skin on your thigh. You moaned, pressing your head against the wall behind you, your arm still wrapped around his shoulder „Trent.“

The guy pulled back because of the lack of oxygen as a mischievous smirk was placed on his lips „What?“

„I-I-" you stuttered feeling his hand travel higher and higher „You know what.“

„Do I?“ he raised his eyebrows chuckling, as his fingers started touching your through the fabric of your panties. You felt your stomach twist as your whole body felt like it was on fire.

Trent loved playing dumb, knowing exactly how frustrated you must have felt. He smiled cockily, seeing the effect he had on you as you stood there, speechless and your skin flushed. It excited him even more that this was sort of forbidden. The fact that he was touching his best friends sister and could get caught, it made him want this even more.

„You know what Trent.“ you whined, sweat forming on your forehead as you pushed away the urge to say it „Please.“

„Are you actually begging me?“ he chuckled, never having thought he’d see this side of you. But admittedly he was getting harder and harder by minute and it took everything in him not to fuck your right there and then. He put your handcuffed arm over your head, pressing it against the wall as he held you steady in place. His face dangerously close to yours again before he whispered „But you’re gonna need to be more clear baby.“

„Fine.“ you groaned before licking your lips and lowering your voice again „I want you to fuck me.“

It was said like it was a secret, that no one ever could find out about. It was enough for Trent to push your panties aside and teasing your exposed clit with his thumb. You held your breath at the torturing soft touches. His middle finger now circling over your entrance as you threw your head back, closing your eyes.

„God, you really are so wet for me huh?“ he whispered as he slowly pushed his finger into you. You couldn’t even respond, so you just nodded feeling his finger pump in an out of you. Trent soon added a second one as you wrapped your leg tighter around his waist, allowing him to push in further.

You were already a moaning mess as you felt his digitals move in and out of you. Leaning in, you reconnected your lips in a much needed kiss. Trent now also moaning against your lips. He also needed you, he couldn’t handle it longer. So to your disappointment his fingers pulled out of you leaving you feel empty as he started fidgeting with his belt. You decided to just help him, your lips still connected.

„Turn around baby.“ Trent spoke against your lips and without hesitating you did so, Trent holding your handcuffed hand above your head as you heard him take of his pants, also a panting mess. You knew you were absolutely needy but weren't even ashamed of it. Trent pulled up your dress, revealing your behind to him as you silently thanked yourself for having chosen nice lingerie.

Without waisting another second he pulled the material down as they dropped to the floor before you could feel his cock press up against your entrance. Trent leaned over your bent body before whispering into your ear „You really sure about this, baby?“

You quickly nodded and immediately felt him push inside you. You held your breath, clutching the wall in front of you as you realized how big he was. Trent noticed your walls clenching around him as he stopped for a second and when he felt you realx he pushed all the way in. He rested inside of you letting you adjust to him. His breath really unsteady.

„You can move.“ you whispered as he slowly started thrusting himself into you. Hitting that sweet spot with each thrust. You were both moaning messes with Trents free hand wrapped around your neck.

„You‘re doing so well.“ Trent panted, the sound of his hips hitting against you filling the room as he started going faster. Moving in and out of you harder and faster which in return made you go crazier. The pleasure bilding up in your stomach as Trent could feel you clench around his length.

„Trent.“ you moaned, knowing you couldn’t handle this much longer which made Trent chuckle „What baby?“

„I feel-„" you whimpered, feeling your high slowly build up with him pounding into you „Like I can’t go that much longer.“

„That’s okay baby.“ he moaned, this drove him absolutely crazy. The way you arched your back, wanting him to go deeper and deeper and how tight you felt around him. It was better than he could have ever imagined „Cum for me.“

That was all it took for you to reach that sweet high. Your legs started shaking and your head felt dizzy as you orgasmed, louder than you had ever though possible. Trent didn’t last that much longer, only a couple of sloppy pounds before you could feel him twitch inside you.

„Stay inside.“ you whispered, completely out of breath as you felt him wanting to pull out. Trent did as he was told, cumming inside of you before collapsing against you out of breath.

„That was-" he started but couldn’t even finish his sentence as his body rested against yours. So you shook your head as you chuckled „I know.“

You didn’t even know what exactly woke you up the next morning. The only thing you knew was that you felt a body pressed up against you from behind and arm wrapped around your stomach. And god, your wrist hurt like a bitch.

„You’re dead meat.“ you ripped your eyes open, hearing your brothers voice from next to you. In your hotel room stood not only Ox, fully dressed in his suit but also Virgil and Robbo both laughing their asses off.

„Ox!“ you gasped, sitting up and looking behind you to see Trent lay there in his underwear. Handcuffed to you? Memories from the last night flooded your brain and you shook Trents shoulder violently, seeing the look on your brothers face.

Trent groaned, he really wasn’t a morning person but when he heard Andys obnoxious laugh that ran his alarm bell. He was sat up within seconds, looking straight into your brothers eyes. Seeing you sit beside him in your underwear, he knew he was so dead now.

„Tell me the noises I heard last night weren't you shagging my sister?“ Ox muttered through gritted teeth as Virgil and Robbo tried to contain themselves.

„I- I-" Trent stuttered, feeling like his last hour had started.

„On my fucking wedding day, seriously?“ Ox now whined, shaking his head as he buried his face in his hands. He knew exactly what had happened.

„They- They-„ trent tried to come up with something to say before pointing at Virgil and Robbo. All the while you sat there trying to cover yourself up a little, absolutely humiliated „They handcuffed us!“

„What?“ Ox looked back at Virgil and Robbo who looked like busted school kids.

„Yeah well.“ Virgil pursed his lips, trying to come up with an excuse „I didn’t really think you two kids were actually gonna go that far-"

„Ah, fuck off Virgil!“you now hissed, shaking your head „You knew exactly what you were doing and then you ran off with the keys and-"

„Virgil, Robbo just get out.“ Ox sighed, and the two guys nodded as they left the room wiggling their eyebrows at you and Trent. Ox looked at them shaking his head before they disappeared, his eyes fell onto you again „Now back to you missy! You’re in big trouble, the ceremony is starting in an hour and Perrie is absolutely freaking out because she couldn't find or reach her maid of honor.“

„Fuck!“ you cursed, realizing how late it was. You had so much to do and so little time to do it.

„It’s okay.“ Trent reassured you, putting his hand on your shoulder „We‘ll make it work baby-"

„Jeez!“ Ox gagged, hearing the words that just had come out of Trents mouth „Don’t ever call my sister that again!“

Trent nodded, having obviously done it by mistake. Ox just shook his head looking at the two of you „Now get ready, we will talk about this later. Maybe when I’m not supposed to get married.“

You watched your brother turn around and stomp out the room, obviously pissed off. As soon as the door fell shut behind him, you looked at Trents face. You could see he was trying not to laugh and so where you.

„This is all your fault.“ you chuckled, looking at the scouser.

„How is this my fault?“ he squealed, his voice super high pitched.

You smirked, biting your lips „If I wouldn’t hate you so much, none of this would have ever happened.“

Trent chuckled before pressing a soft kiss onto your lips „I hate you more.“

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pairing: regulus black x evans!reader

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warnings: swearing, angst, make out scene

request by: @upchurch-funk

summary: being a muggleborn dating Regulus meant you had to keep it a secret. When your older sister finds out she raises fear of heartbreak in both of you

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You and your sisters had been born jealous. Petunia turned to envy first as the attention that had been solely given to her was split between two other daughters. She had always been bitter towards you and Lily, never forgiving you for interpreting her perfect young life. She had taken your things, broken your toys and ripped your clothes trying to punish you for being born and turning her from an only child to the eldest.

Lily was next when she realised she wasn't the only one who could sprout fire from her fingertips. She had accused you of faking your magic for years, doing everything she could to best you even if she never fully understood her powers herself. Luckily she outgrew this jealous fit and by the time you shared a cabin on your way to Hogwarts she was beaming ear to ear.

It was you who was last to realise what the burn in your chest really meant. The feeling came heavy like thick rain drops as you watched your sister fall so effortlessly in love. Each time she gave James a quick hug or leaned onto his shoulder your eyes narrowed, fury irrationally rising in your throat.

This wasn’t because you wished James was yours instead. In fact you had considered him an idiot since you met him and would have rather drown yourself than date the loud mouth fool. You were instead jealous of the simplicity of their relationship. Envious of how they could be carefree, how they could dream of picket fences and happy futures. You hated that they could still be stupid kids. How they were given the freedom to make out in hallways and sneak into eachothers dorms with their worst consequence being a slap on the wrist and week of detention. Nothing hurt more than watching your sister live a simple life you knew you never could.

You stared across the room locking eyes with Regulus for only a brief moment before his darted away. Charms was dreadfully boring, the lecture practically putting you to sleep, you knew you should have been paying attention, but watching the younger Black perform the spell with ease was far more interesting. The flick of his wrist was an addicting, dull look in his eyes far more attractive than it should have been. He had woken up late that morning, his hair messier than usual. You thought it looked adorable, the way a few strands drooped in front of his lashes. He only got cuter as he blew them from his face with a pout.

“You have a staring problem.” Levi muttered from beside you.

You rolled your eyes, “Do you ever mind your own business?”

“Please, you make your thing for Black everyone's business.” He muttered and you kicked him under the desk.

Cussing at you he glared, leaning down to massage his bruising shin.

You wondered briefly how he would have reacted to the reveal of your relationship with your “hopeless crush” as he liked to call it. The surprise on his face would have been sweet as honey.

Regulus was watching you now as you continued to talk to your desk mate, he had never liked the boy, call it jealousy or anger, something bitter always rose in his throat when he saw you with him. Maybe it was because he knew your life would be so much easier if you had loved him instead.

“I don’t get what you see in him anyway.” Levi said, looking across at Regulus whose eyes had quickly retreated back to his parchment.

You grew brittle at the statement.

“I mean I know he's attractive but if it's really about looks why not go for his brother?” He grumbled.

You scoffed, “Please, Sirius is a piece of work.”

“And he isn't? I’m surprised he hasn’t called you a slur yet.”

Rage bubbled in your stomach, your chest feeling hot, “Shut up.”

Levi was either oblivious to the anger set in your tone or unbothered by it “I mean really y/n, you have a crush on a purist? It's sickening.”

You screwed your eyes shut in an attempt to stop the hot tears building behind them. You wanted to scream at him, slap him across the face and shout how Regulus would never do such a thing. You wanted to tell him how wrong he was, make him regret ever speaking such cold words. But instead you looked away, wiping your tears as they came while your boyfriend sat across the room pretending you didn't exist.

You were used to it, you knew as a muggleborn dating a pureblood from a family like his would never be easy but the words still stung. That night you sobbed into Regulus’s chest as he held you in your usual hidden courtyard.

As your tears soaked through his sweater he felt nothing but the cold grip of guilt. He had never meant to fall in love. He had known it was a mistake the second it had happened. Even now he knew he had been wrong and stupid and naive to let himself feel so deeply for someone he could never truly be with. He would never forgive himself for forcing you into the hellish life he lived with a simple confession. He hated himself every day for it, he didn't deserve to indulge in his emotions knowing it would cause you nothing but pain. He didn't deserve you and he had known that from the start.

Yet every night you met, kissing under the pale moon until your lips grew numb. Everynight he found himself falling deeper and deeper into you until you filled his dreams and nightmares alike. So he forced you closer to him, knowing he would cause nothing but hurt. And you were so childishly in love you let him.

Later as you lay asleep on his chest, legs tangled beneath a blanket he let his own tears go, silent apologies dripping down his cheek as he tightened his grip on your waist.

Lily watched you from where she sat at her table, green eyes narrowed as she tried to read your mind across the dining hall.

“Something is definitely off.” She mumbled turning to James who stared at her with a dopey grin. “You haven’t been listening to a word I said have you?”

“How can I when you’re so beautiful?” He murmured back and she scoffed, face darkening.

Sirius gagged, “You guys are disgusting.”

“Christ Black, how old are you?” Lily spoke with the roll of her eyes.

He scrunched his nose and pretended to mock her silently only earning a sigh from Remus who sat beside him.

“Something is wrong with y/n, I can just feel it.” Lily continued content on ignoring Sirius.

“Maybe she's dating that Callahan kid.” James offered. “There’s been tons of rumors.”

Lily scoffed, “Please, she has told me multiple times she has absolutely no interest in him.”

“A few months ago you were telling her you had absolutely no interest in James.” Remus offered not to look up from his book.

Lily sputtered blushing heavily again, “That is completely different.”

“Sure it is.” Remus drawled, eyes peering over the cover at her.

Lily furrowed her brow, “But why wouldn’t she tell me? I mean I thought we've always been close.”

“Maybe it's not that serious.” Sirius shrugged, “Maybe they’re just fuck buddies or something.”

Lily pulled back in disgust, “Don’t talk about my little sister like that!” she hissed as Remus kicked him under the table.

“What? She’s almost 17! It's not like she's 12 or something, Godric.” Sirius complained and James threw a spoon at him.

“You know if you’re really that curious we could always just check the map.” James said looking over at Lily who was trying to set Sirius on fire with her glare.

She considered it for a moment, “Isn’t that kind of..” she paused “intrusive?”

He shrugged, “She's your little sister.”

The sky was dark that night as you met with Regulus. The moon was new leaving only the blinking stars to light the ground beneath you.

You grinned when you saw Regulus leaning against the small statue in the middle of the courtyard. You quickened your pace pulling him into a brief kiss as you met.

“Hi.” You whispered against his lips and you felt him smile.

“Hi.” He responded, hands on your waist pulling you closer once again.

You tasted sweet like the nectar of the gods, soft and tender in his arms. Your hair smelt of pomegranate, your flowery perfume engulfing him. There was nothing more addicting on this world than your lips.

You both pulled away breathless and grinning stupidly, “Your hair looks so cute like this.” You mumbled running your hands through it and tugging lightly on a curly lock that had fallen down his forehead.

Regulus practically purred, melting into your touch. He dipped his head low to hide his blush, lips skimming the skin of your neck.

You giggled as he mumbled a bashful thank you before nipping slightly below your ear. He was always careful to never leave marks that could be seen the following day. You wished he wasn’t.

You felt his hands on the back of your thighs lifting you off the ground. You wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your nose in his hair as he walked until your back hit the wall of the castle. You scratched your nails lightly against his scalp and Regulus groaned. You gasped at the feeling of his tongue on your jaw as he pressed you further into the stone. Your legs now wrapped around his waist as he left sloppy kisses on your collar bone.

It was then you heard the shuffle of footsteps.

“Regulus.” You whispered and he broke away to look up at you, his lips red and glossy , “I heard someone.”

He slowly lowered you to your feet, “You sure?”

You nodded and you both stood silently, ears craning for another sign of life among you. After a minute you sighed, “Sorry, I must have been hearing things.”

Regulus just shook his head grinning lightly, “ ‘s fine babe.” words slurring, intoxicated by your taste.

Your lips reconnected, his teeth grazing your bottom lip as you began to work on the buttons of his shirt, tugging on his tie to loosen its knot. But there it was again the soft sound of feet, closer this time.

You both paused Regulus pulling away leaving your skin feeling cold in his absence.

“Who’s there?” He demanded into the darkness, wand lit.

There was no response and you grabbed his hand to pull him back to you. Regulus stood his ground so you leaned into him, lips ghosting against his ear.

“It's probably just a mouse or somethin’.” You murmured hands coming back to undo the remaining buttons of his shirt.

Regulus glanced around once more before looking down at you, “You’re probably right.” he said before he began to untuck your blouse, hands sliding slowly under it.

It was that which finally broke Lily, her vision going red. She stepped from beneath the invisibility cloak ignoring James' protests.

You let out a small yelp as your sister appeared from thin air, Regulus who had his back turned to her immediately drew his wand pushing you lightly behind him. His eyes went wide as he found himself inches from your older sister. It was your turn to pull Regulus behind you.

“Lily, What in bloody hell are you doing here?”

When James sheepishly appeared as well you gasped, “What is wrong with you both, are you stalking me?”

Lily looked stern, her arms crossed, “Why are you with him?” she seethed.

Your eyes narrowed, “None of your fucking buissnes. Now take your dog and leave.”

Regulus almost didn't believe it was you that was talking. He wasn’t accustomed to the harsh tone you used, your anger hardly ever directed at him.

“This is most certainly my business!” She spoke shrilly.

“It is most certainly not. Now get out.” You shouted.

“How can you expect me to leave when you're getting all touchy feely with a purist?” She hissed, grabbing at your wrist to pull you away from the boy behind you. You slapped her away so hard the sound echoed off the walls, “Call him that again around me and you’ll fucking regret it.” You growled.

Lily stepped back surprised by your sudden aggression but not backing down, “Please y/n, I’m just calling it as it. The sooner you realise that the better.”

Regulus felt his throat tighten as he listened, teeth biting into his lip as he had nowhere to look but his feet.

You stepped closer to your sister inches from her face, “Leave.” your voice struck heavy.

Lily responded just as harshly, “No.”

James shifted behind his girlfriend feeling like he was intruding on the fight which was taking place. Sensing his awkwardness you looked back at him with a searing gaze.

“Get out Potter, you have no place here.” You spat.

He was planning on shuffling away when Lily turned back to him angrily, “No James stay.”

You scoffed as he did as he was told, “Fucking pet.”

“Don’t speak to him like that.” Lily scolded.

“You're the one who's calling my boyfriend a purist.” You growled your mouth bitter at the taste of hypocrisy.

“Because he is one!” She bit back. “You really think he actually loves you after being raised how he was? With a mother like his?”

Regulus felt like he had been slapped, his cheek stinging as the older girl spoke.

“Don’t you dare bring up his mother.” You were shaking with rage by now, your face streaked with angry tears, “And how dare you speak ill of Regulus simply because of his upbringing as if his brother isn't one of your closest friends. How do you think Sirius would feel hearing what you just said?”

This took Lily back a step, her rage cooling a bit as she realised her mistake, “It’s different,” She tried to recover, “He isn't with his family anymore. Sirius has already broken away from them. He made the choice any good person would.”

Regulus felt her eyes on him as she spoke. She was no longer interested in her sister and instead focused on him. He felt like he was choking under the pressure of her stare. When he glanced up to meet her gaze he inhaled sharply. He hadn’t seen such hatred in a long time.

Your lashes were thick with tears by now, disgust and fury morphing your face, “Go fuck yourself Lily.” You spat.

She ignored you, gaze locked on Regulus, she had no intention of speaking to you anymore, “You stay away from her.” she demanded, “If you truly love her you stay away from her.”

You shouted lunging forwards and shoving your sister backwards. She stumbled back catching herself.

It was you who fell, your feet tangling, forcing you to the ground. You hit hard, hands and knees scraping against stones and moss which made up the floor. You couldn’t find it in you to stand up simply letting exhaustion and misery take you where you lay. You shook with sobs, voice cracked and raw. Lily immediately dropped beside you, hands circling your neck as she drew you into a hug. You fought her as you always did but she held on, letting you beat her chest with your fists until you stilled.

Regulus took a step forward but was stopped by your sister whose glare told him everything he needed to know. Tears pricking his own eyes he stumbled past the two of you and disappeared into the darkness of the dungeons. He didn't hear James shout for him over the sound of the ring in his ears. He wasn’t sure where he ended up, somewhere deep in the depths of the sprawling castle, dust coated the staircase he collapsed onto. Only there did he let himself cry, choking sobs rubbing his throat raw as he looked for someone to blame. His mother for forcing him into the terrifying world of dark magic? His brother for abandoning him in his abusive home? Or your sister for pointing out the truth he prayed you would never see? Regulus wished he could pass the blame off to anyone but he wasn’t stupid, he knew he had no one to hate but himself.

Regulus disappeared entirely for three days. Three days you spent desperately avoiding your sister who seemed just as adamant to talk to you again. You skipped meals opting for hunger instead risking meeting her in the hall. She would show up outside your classes forcing you to scramble out the back way or sprint away like a child running from punishment.

On the fourth day of your boyfriend's absence you felt yourself beginning to panic. Fear of him never returning, filling your head with irrational thoughts. It wasn’t like you could ask around for him, your relationship needed to remain secret despite the difficulties you were facing. It was then Lily cornered you.

You stared at the redhead as she blocked your only exit. “Lily, move.” You sighed exhausted by the past few days, sleepless nights not improving your condition.

She didn't listen, “Y/n we need to talk.”

"About what?" You scoffed, "I have nothing to say to you.”

“I just want you to understand why I,” She paused, “Why I said what I did.”

“I don't care why you said it Lily.” You said, “I don’t care if you think you were protecting me or saving me from some hopeless relationship. I honestly don’t care.”

Her eyes swelled, “How can you say that? How can you not care? I love you y/n I just want you to be safe.”

You stared at her, “I just don’t understand why you couldn’t just let me be happy.”

“He’s dangerous.”

You shook your head, “No, his family is dangerous. His situation is dangerous. He’s not.”

“Y/n please.” She begged, for what you did not know.

“Just stay out of my shit Lily.” you mumbled pushing past her and back into the hallway.

You spent the night where you always had, the small courtyard hidden between two towers of the castle, a statue of a woman draped in vines and flowers at its center. The moon was a small sliver, a dusting of clouds blocking the stars from your view. The shuffle of footsteps brought your eyes from the ground.

There stood Regulus, his face shining in the pale light. His hands were stuffed in his pockets, nose pointed at the floor as he refused to meet your gaze.

You stood quickly throwing your hands around his neck. He leaned into your touch burying his head into your shoulder as his hands found your waist.

You smelled delightful as always, your lips soft against his cheek and hands in his hair. Regulus hadn’t realized he was crying until you began to comfort him. Sweet words whispered into his ear as you only held him tighter.

“She’s right, you know.” He croaked, lifting his head to look at you. “You shouldn’t be around me.”

You shook your head feverishly, “You’re wrong Reggy.”

“I don’t deserve you y/n, I don’t deserve to be with you.” He sobbed, “I could never deserve you.”

“You’re right, love.” You mumbled, smiling through the tears that coated your cheeks, “You deserve so much better.”

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