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#and I’m going crazy for no reason we’ll For reason but I should really stop stressing so much
astonmartinii · 5 months
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peas in a pod | oscar piastri social media au
pairing: oscar piastri x fem!russell!reader
y/n and george russell may be twins, but they’re hardly two peas in a pod and oscar is just there for the ride
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yourusername: are you alex’s appendix cause you make me wanna bust 😩
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user1: excuse me 😀
user2: sometimes i’m like yeah george and y/n are defo twins and then she says shit like this and i’m like they can’t be related
alexalbon: erm what is is ?
yourusername: gosh so other people can use your appendicitis for a seat but i can’t use it to appreciate my boyf - PC gone crazy
alexalbon: the only censorship you’ll need is when my foot is up your ass
yourusername: i’d love to see you try i’ll put you back in the hospital
alexalbon: you say that but when i woke up in hospital you were crying your eyes out begging me to never do that again 🤨
yourusername: i was CHANNELLING GEORGE OBVIOUSLY
oscarpiastri: she cried about it for a good week after alex dw she loves you really
yourusername: TURNCOAT say goodbye to your bedtime privileges
georgerussell63: okay we’ll stop right there, y/n is sorry for joking about your appendicitis alex, and y/n we will not be discussing extracurricular activities with oscar. thank you.
user3: what about the people who want to hear about the extracurriculars? and maybe want to … see them?
yourusername: @oscarpiastri how do you think mclaren would feel about an onlyfans?
oscarpiastri: i think it’ll be a hard no
yourusername: ugh boring
user4: y/n talking about an onlyfans whereas i don’t believe george has even seen a naked woman
oscarpiastri: i love you and your dumb fucking pick up lines
yourusername: what do you mean i’m literally the reincarnation of william shakespeare?
georgerussell63: more like e l james
yourusername: i knew it was you who stole my copy of 50 shades GIVE IT BACK
yourusername: anyhow … i love you too babe x
user5: every comment section we learn new y/n russell lore and it shocks me everytime
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oscarpiastri: in this house i guess we celebrate hit tweets? happy one year anniversary to the alpine breakup
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user6: CAKE SCARED ME FOR A SEC I WON'T LIE
yourusername: i think the technical term is “stunting on these hoes”
oscarpiastri: for pr reasons i will not be agreeing
yourusername: @ otmar HE BROKE I’M UP
oscarpiastri: you’re going to get me into even more trouble than that tweet did
yourusername: blame me and tell them to meet me in the car park, no weapons just fists
oscarpiastri: maybe let’s not
yourusername: you don’t wanna be my sexy ring girl? :(
georgerussell63: one day of not threatening people is all i ask for
yourusername: you weren’t saying that when i beat that year 13 guy’s ass in year ten for picking on you 🤨
georgerussell63: well yes but needs must
oscarpiastri: sorry george i’m siding with y/n she’s not afraid to tell the waiter they got my order wrong
landonorris: and she can square up to the people who won’t leave us alone in clubs
georgerussell63: okay i get it damn
yourusername: SMASH
alexalbon: you can’t let anything be normal can you?
yourusername: since you wanna be in my business… lily is a smash too
alexalbon: excuse me?
yourusername: let it be known if i weren’t already with the love of my life, id steal your girl
lilymunhe: oh wow … umm ☺️😳
alexalbon: OSCAR DO SOMETHING
oscarpiastri: idk bro im focusing on being called the love of y/n’s life
user7: silly season was so boring this year thank the lord we have y/n to cause chaos
georgerussell63: do not encourage her
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yourusername: you think i look bad, you should see the other girl. don’t touch men without their consent - and definitely don’t touch my man or you will be dealt with. trust.
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user8: someone leaked the video and omg that girl has hands
user9: she did NAWT hold back omg
oscarpiastri: i love you, thank you for defending my honour
yourusername: i love you too, i’d protect you with my life but don’t get it twisted, i’d throw hands for anyone
oscarpiastri: no but for real i’m very thankful for you standing up for me
user10: why is everyone praising this? all this shows me is that piastri is a pussy that needs his gross girlfriend to stand up for him?
yourusername: i’m going to stop you right there. that girl thought she could touch a man without his consent, and it’s completely out of order. so she was handed the consequences. oscar couldn’t do anything so it fell into my hands. you are the problem, do not talk down to him or other victims in those situations.
georgerussell63: as much as i joke, im glad you and oscar have each other.
yourusername: thank you georgie
oscarpiastri: thanks george, but your sister is the real knight in shining armour here
yourusername: i'll always save you princess 👸
alexalbon: everyone is being very sentimental but YO I KNEW YOU SAID YOU HAD HANDS BUT DAMN
user11: alex spill how brutal was it?
alexalbon: i had a front seat and it was like prime anthony joshua she was NOT playing
yourusername: oh wow that’s a big statement
alexalbon: i don’t wanna sound unprofessional but it was honestly crazy and i am so impressed y/n should really consider combat sports
yourusername: in my defence she just fully turned in on my fist
georgerussell63: okay normal service resumed she's making fun of me again :(
user12: why are we celebrating violence?
user13: people have no respect for the drivers these days, just because you’re in the same club as them does not mean that you’re entitled to harass them ??? you fuck around you’re going to find out… esp when y/n is around LOL
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oscarpiastri: so a lot has happened. i don't want to give the girl any more attention. i love my girlfriend and i love how much she loves me. cry more.
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user14: OOP HE GAGGED THE HOES
georgerussell63: "cry more" y/n has clearly been rubbing off on you
yourusername: i can assure you i've done much more than just rub off on him
georgerussell63: NO NO STOP RIGHT THERE MISSY
oscarpiastri: to be fair you walked right into that one george
georgerussell63: introducing you two really is the stupidest thing i've ever done
oscarpiastri: first of all, arthur introduced us months before you "introduced us", second of all, this is a lot coming from the guy who cried to me about how i'm so great for your sister and can't wait to have me as a brother-in-law
yourusername: AWWW GEORGIE YOU SOFTIE
georgerussell63: yes i am soft. i love love. sue me gosh.
user15: they are so aesthetically pleasing to my eyes
landonorris: so does like y/n wanna give self defence classes?
yourusername: for a price, soz nothing comes for free in this economy
danielricciardo: please can you do classes? i wanna harness your rabid chihuahua energy
yourusername: i am NOT. a chihuahua take that back daniel
oscarpiastri: she's more like a kangaroo, cute but will steal your dog and beat your ass
yourusername: true, i just wanna put you in my pouch
yourusername: that sounds weird, but i just wanna hold you and never let go
danielricciardo: okay i was just messing around no need to be disgustingly cute
logansargeant: i'm glad you're both okay, but that room service debrief went so hard
oscarpiastri: honestly if i weren't holding an ice pack to my girlfriend's face it would've been top two
yourusername: eh i think it's still top two, nothing is unseating when we were next door to lando shagging and we made it a drinking game 😭
landonorris: WHAT ????
oscarpiastri: no comment
logansargeant: no comment
yourusername: it was drink every time you moaned impressively loud 👍
landonorris: no comment
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alexalbon: idc you can never get me to hate her ass if you poke the bear expect to get bitten
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user16: sorry to the galex truthers but y/n and alex are the superior friendship
yourusername: i knew you loved me + and i knew you loved oscar SEND ME THE LAST PIC NEW LOCKSCREEN INCOMING
alexalbon: i've been the personal photographer for both russells for years and i'm only just being appreciated
yourusername: HOLD ON i take just as many of you and lily
alexalbon: well that's easier because we're much easier to photograph
oscarpiastri: WOAH hold your horses pal, call me ugly all you want but one shall not dishonour y/n
alexalbon: okay someone spent the break at the russell house
yourusername: HE'S NOT UGLY YOU POOL NOODLE TAKE IT BACK
alexalbon: damn it's a tough crowd. and on a post literally appreciating you
yourusername: bare minimum
user17: okay the kardashians are over - netflix can we please get a drive to survive spin off about y/n, george, oscar and alex ????
landonorris: lando norris erasure
charles_leclerc: charles leclerc erasure
oscarpiastri: move over twitch quartet, there's a new sheriff in town
landonorris: okay i'm banning y/n from mclaren you've spent too much time with her and now a rookie is bullying me :(
yourusername: he ate you up... i'm so proud
landonorris: is this the environment the russells promote? @georgerussell63
georgerussell63: you're on your own on this one lando i gave up years ago
yourusername: @oscarpiastri i think that's called maximising our joint slay
oscarpiastri: they wish they were us for real
user18: i love watching a black cat gf slowly corrupt her golden retriever bf
yourusername: oscar is like an evil little kitten really
oscarpiastri: and you love it
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note: quick one cause i'm in my feelings. enjoy this random oscar cuteness he is an aussie queen (also a friend of mine literally went to the same school as him it's so weird)
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dokk-fukuro · 10 months
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On Call. Pt.1
Characters: Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuuya Minors DNI
TW: clit play, lingerie, sexting, dirty talk, afab reader
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Dazai uses phone sex as one of the ways to tease you but keep you from getting what you want. Oh, this bastard has a good tongue. With absolute calmness, he can maintain a frank conversation with you for a long time period.
“I decided to find out how the day is going with the conqueror of my heart,” Osamu coos, left alone in the agency. “Just remembering how you arch your back under me last night. And your moans... Just angelic singing to my ears, and you know me, I'm picky in my choice of music.”
He knows that you are a little embarrassed by his words, but even the thoughts in your head will not allow to stop. Instead, the young man will continue to tease you.
“I can't stop thinking about how beautiful you are when you're in seventh heaven. I’d be very happy to sit you on the table now, pull off your clothes and kiss your skin,” his voice becomes a little quieter, lowers by half an octave and takes on that very seductive husky that drives you crazy. “Get down on my knees in front of you and put my face to your pussy. I bet you already imagine it. Come on, bella, let me hear how wet you are.”
And you really obediently pull off your panties, spread your legs and run your fingers along your wet cunt, collecting moisture on it, hearing a satisfied humming from the other side. Dazai is glad to hear that you are so ready for him.
“I want you to wrap your legs around me while I sink my tongue inside.” You bite your lip, drawing circles around your clit, sometimes pressing on it. “Come on, love, let me hear your voice. Like our last night when I was so deep inside you.”
And you really can't hold back a moan. The bundle of nerves only becomes more sensitive, and every touch to it makes your body shiver a little. You put inside your fingers under his languid exhalation and start to move it. You squirm and shake, when all of a sudden...
“Oh, Belladonna, I have to go now, time waits for no one,” and Osamu leaves you alone with your arousal.
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When it comes to slutty phone calls, it's not Nakahara that starts it, it's your antics. One day, deciding to tease him, you send him a photo in the fitting room. You are wearing only a set of underwear and an innocent signature “Do you think it suits me?”. What a naughty girl are you. Chuuya takes some time to come up with the most compelling reason why he should leave the meeting room.
“What the hell are you doing?” The red-haired esper hisses through gritted teeth. No, your body does not embarrass him, he is used to your unsurpassed beauty, but the last thing he wants is for someone else to see it. You just innocently coo that you wanted to know his opinion, because “he should pull this underwear off you.”
Whatever you say, Chuuya has problems with self-control. He doesn't need too much to get turned on.
“You wanted to know my opinion, right?” Nakahara smirks unkindly, and you can feel it on your skin. Chills and a herd of goosebumps literally run through your neck. “My opinion is this: my naughty girl wants me to fuck her so that she can barely stands. Choose, doll: we’ll fuck on the table, on the couch, on the bed or on the floor? For such a trick, you will have to try very hard so that I let you cum.”
When he is on edge, you can say exactly and for sure only one thing: Chuuya doesn’t throw words into the wind. And the understanding that he may well take you from the doorway as soon as he comes home makes you bring your legs together. You are already turned on by how aggressive the redhead is in his expressions. And from his heavy breathing, only two things can be stated: he is now alone with himself, and he is trying to calm down his boner in order to recoup on you upon his return.
"So what, doll? I can't hear your answer,” Chuuya almost growls, squeezing his hard cock through the fabric of his tight pants. “Or do you want me to push you against the wall while I thrust into you from behind? The sooner you answer, the better for you.”
Looks like you're really in big trouble.
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sheluvv-gambino · 8 months
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Can you do a 42 miles x reader. He has a crush on her and she’s really bold don’t give no fucks so, when they meet he’s rude and she gives back that same energy. 😂
Spitfire.
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A/N: I hope i served your vision justice, anon!
pairings : e-42 miles morales x black fem!reader
summary : It dosen't matter who it is, you refuse for any man to put fear in your blood. Yes, that includes Miles Morales.
warnings : cursing I guess?
You had been at the school for maybe a month and yet you had still not bumped into the infamous Miles Morales. Until…
bang!
Your shoulder collided with something hard. Well someone with brick like muscles that was just standing in the middle of the hall staring at something you didn’t know and didn’t care about.
“What, you don’t know where your going or something…?” The figure spoke.
You looked up to see a tall brown skin with a screwed up face glaring down at you.
“Who the fuck are you talkin’ to right now?” You exclaimed. I mean the audacity of this guy right now. “Ion know about you but where i’m from we don’t stand in the middle of a crowded hall like you don’t got a clue where your supposed to go.”
You walked away in a prideful step.
Your mother raised you better then to take any form of disrespect.
But from that whole interaction with Miles you were oblivious to the fact that the reason Miles had stopped was because he was caught up texting Ganke about how he should approach you. You caught his eye the moment you stepped in with your Jordan’s that were identical to his. So when your shoulder collided with his he didn’t want to act like a total fool and stare at your astonishing eyes, instead he acted defensive as he does with everyone else. What he wasn’t expecting was you to rebuttal by cussing him out then walking away with not a single look back. Yeah, he was certain that he was going to fall in love with you somehow.
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It was about about an hour after school on a Friday and your new found friend group had invited you out to a basketball court where the most social interaction happened between people your own age.
Obviously, there was a game going on the basketball court.
Miles seemed to be involved with it.
So whilst he was playing you got the chance to admire him.
As much of a dick you truly thought he was, you couldn’t help but stare at the way his two cornrows shaped his sharp features. He was quite attractive but you wouldn’t dare to admit it considering he clearly didn’t know how to move out of the way when in the hauls.
Miles was just about to shoot when he looked to his left and saw you staring at him. He couldn’t seem to break the eye contact that you both held. In result he missed the basket and got a chorus of…
“…Milesss!”
“C’mon man!”
“How’d you miss that, Miles?!”
He really didn’t care even that he may have jeopardised his teams end result of the game.
“Hol’ on i’ll be back later.” He muttered as he dropped the ball and drifted to where you and your friends were.
His teammates looked around to see where Miles lost his head because there was no way Miles would ever walk out of a game just like that.
Your friends were all looking around to see who Miles was headed too.
When Miles sat beside you on the bench your friends all decided to act like 3rd graders and start with the “Oooh!”.
You glared up at him before he decided to speak.
“Before you decide to cuss me out again, I just wanted to apologise for acting like a dumbass and talking to you crazy.” Miles said as he put his hands up in surrender.
A small grin graced your lips. A man that actually apologised like a gentlemen, something you hadn’t seen in a long time.
“We’ll i accept your apology. My names Y/N Y/L/N.”
“I know. I’m Miles Morales.”
“I know.”
6 months later…
You and Miles were cuddled up in your bed back at home as a your favourite movie played in the background.
“Y’know I had a crush on you before we actually met in the hall.” He whispered as his thumb stroked your skin on your shoulder.
You moved your head up against his chest and looked at him longingly as a signal to continue.
“That’s why I stopped in the middle of the hall…I was asking Ganke about how to approach you. And then you cussed me out for no reason!”
“Uh uh, I had to put you in your place for giving me attitude.”
“Mhm sure, guapa. OW!”
You looked down to see your cat (Simba) playing with Miles’ foot by biting and gnawing on it.
“Aww Simba is finally showing you love!” You giggled.
“Yeah, whatever.”
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estrellami-1 · 8 months
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Weiter prompt: fluffy platonic Stobin pls & thank you
Literally a month later and I still have so many more of these (mainly from you lmao thanks babe)… we’ll see how many I can churn out!
Also I should probably be sleeping right now. I’m not. Also I should work on “If I Should Stay” sooner rather than later because I’m running kinda low on prewritten parts but ADHD has decided the deadline is not close enough yet.
Anyways… I hope you enjoy! ❤️
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“Tammy Thompson,” Robin had whispered, high on Russian drugs and shaking. Terrified and brave.
Steve doesn’t understand how she just said the words. He’s choking on them now, on any words at all.
He’d dragged her into his bathroom as soon as she’d gotten to his house. It seemed fitting, and Robin hadn’t seemed to mind. But now his ass is going numb, and his leg is cramping, and his heart is going crazy, and he can’t look at Robin.
“Okay,” she finally murmurs. “C’mon, come sit next to me. Clearly you can’t look at me for whatever you have to say.” She manhandles him over against the wall and sits next to him, shoulder-to-shoulder. She grabs his hand and squeezes it, and he squeezes back.
He finally finds words. “Y’know Bowie?”
“Yeah.”
“Yeah.”
It takes her a second, but she’s smart—a genius, really—so it isn’t long before she’s pulling him into a hug. “Thanks for telling me,” she whispers, then sits back and looks at him with a huge grin. “So?”
He frowns. “What?”
“Who is it?”
Steve groans, puts his head in his hands. “You’re gonna tease me.”
“Only a little,” Robin agrees, laughing.
He leans forward, rests his forehead against her shoulder. Loses tension in his own shoulders when she cards a hand through his hair. His next word is quiet. “Eddie.”
Her hand stutters, but doesn’t stop. “As in Munson? As in the kids’ Dungeon Master? As in the Freak of Hawkins High?”
“At least he can sing,” Steve grumbles, smiling when Robin squawks indignantly.
“Low blow, dingus,” she says, but her hand is still in Steve’s hair, so he knows it’s okay. “Tell me about him. Why?”
“I dunno, Robs. He’s just… so unashamed to be himself, y’know? I didn’t learn how to start doing that until I met Dustin. He’s so passionate about the things he likes and he’s really good with the kids.” He sighs. “And I know we’re probably completely incompatible and he’d never want me anyways, so it’s all a moot point.”
“I dunno,” Robin says thoughtfully. He leans back to look at her. “I mean, there’s that whole opposites attract thing for a reason, right? Like yin and yang. And I could see him being your yang. Passionate and excitable where you’re more even-keeled. He’s definitely the dad of the group, and I think I’ve actually heard Dustin call you mom before.”
Steve snickers. “He did. He was so embarrassed.”
“Beet-red, I know. He’s off in fantasy land half the time, and you need someone to transport you like that. And he needs someone practical to tell him when it’s time to land.” She shrugs a shoulder. “It’s not the craziest thing I’ve ever heard, at least.”
He leans his head against the wall and regards her. “I love you,” he says softly, and strangely enough this is when the tears come. He looks away, tries to wipe them quickly, but more come the second they’re gone and he knows it isn’t going to work, not when they’re already trailing down his cheeks.
She leans into him, gathering him close, putting his head back on her shoulder and wrapping both arms around him, squeezing. “I love you,” she whispers back. Doesn’t tell him to stop, that there’s no reason to cry, and he appreciates it.
“Thank you,” he finally murmurs, sniffling and leaning away, reaching for toilet paper so he can blow his nose.
“C’mon,” she says after he’s done, smiling wide and grabbing his hands, pulling him up. “Movie time. I have it on good authority that The Princess Bride is an excellent movie to watch after heartfelt confessions.”
Steve snorts. “Whose authority?”
“Mine.” She grins at him.
“Then I’m sure you’re right,” he agrees, chuckling. “Snacks? Chips? Popcorn? Ice cream?”
“All of the above,” she agrees with a nod. “I’ll get the movie started, you do the snacks?”
He snags her hand before she can walk away. He’s not ready to be alone, but he’s not sure he can say it. He pulls gently, not hard enough to sway her, but enough she knows his intention. She looks in his eyes, studies him, and nods. “Together,” she murmurs, tangling their fingers. Steve thinks he could cry again.
He walks into the kitchen instead, Robin by his side. They grab their snacks then make their way into the living room, where Robin proceeds to recite the entire movie. Steve attempts to throw popcorn in her mouth every time it opens wide enough.
The next day they have work. Robin doesn’t say anything, but gives him a look when she takes her break. He doesn’t understand it until the door opens less than a minute later and Edie walks in.
Steve realizes she must have seen him coming.
He’s never loved her more.
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thebubblesareevil · 2 years
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Accidental acquisition pt 2
(Familiar faces)
Convincing Zatanna was the easy part, Giovanni decided to wait until Danny had healed a bit more to broach the subject with him. A week after his arrival he approached Danny about his plan.
“You want to what?!”
“Adopt you. I understand you are not in a situation where you can, nor should you, return home. You have been summoned to a whole new dimension, by my daughter no less, and don’t have anything to establish yourself with. Now it would take some work, but between my magic and my connections with the justice league me adopting you should be do able.” He said with an optimistic look on his face
Danny looked at him t like he was crazy “and what does your daughter think about this?” He laughed
“Zatanna is quite excited at the prospect of a sibling.”
“Look I really appreciate the offer, i really do, but I think you’re forgetting, I’m DEAD”
Giovanni gave him a look that clearly said he was not amused. “In your own words “only half” which I would like for you to explain at some point” Danny goes to comment but Giovanni stops him. “In your own time of course, I won’t push you.” He gives Danny a tender look “I know this is a big decision, so how about a trial run for now. Stay with us for the next month, that’s how long our contract at this location will be, and if you decide you absolutely don’t want to come with us then we will go our separate ways, however if you decide you want to come with us you are more than welcome.”
Danny thought about what was being offered, on the one hand if he stayed he had a chance at a family, on the other hand he would be free to go wherever he pleased, there was a whole new world out there. Danny sighed “I’ll stay for the month and we’ll see what happens. I won’t make any promises though.”
And so began a month of getting to know the two magicians. In the morning Giovanni would make breakfast before they would go over everything that needed to be done that day. Zatanna did online classes after breakfast while Danny would help Giovanni set up for the show that night. After she was done with classes, Giovanni would work with her practicing his magic, it was always so fun. They didn’t do shows every night though. On nights where they were free the three would go exploring the town, going into obscure shops and (despite what Giovanni claimed) occasionally getting lost along the way. Danny loved those nights. A little over a week after the talk though Zatanna started to act strange. She would go into the prop room and just stay in there for at least a half hour at a time. Danny started to get suspicious when he realized she had taken the book used to summon him with her. He thought things were going well and couldn’t help but feel a little betrayed, however when he confronted her she was surprised. She made him promise not to tell her dad and dragged him into the prop room. He was confused as she started rummaging around the room before she exclaimed “aha gotcha!” And to Danny’s surprise and elation she pulled out a VERY familiar tiny green dog. When he saw Danny he went crazy until she dropped him and tackled Danny. “CUJO! Down boy!” Danny laughed as he was viciously licked to death.
“You know him!?” Zatanna asked, a huge smile on her face as she rubbed cujo’s belly
“Know him? He’s the reason i started dating my ex, technically he’s also the reason we broke up. But she was more of a cat person anyway so we’re cool.” He paused “is this why you’ve been bringing the book in here? To find out more about cujo?” Zatanna looked a little embarrassed
“We’ll I knew he wasn’t a normal dog, obviously, but I wasn’t sure if he needed anything, what do you even feed a glowing green dog.” Danny laughed and said “this”
Slowly his hand began to glow and a glowing green goo like substance started to secrete from Danny hand. Cujo immediately began licking at the substance. “What is THAT?”
“It’s ectoplasm, the ghost zone is full of it, stronger ghost don’t need as much of it as others, it can form naturally in the atmosphere from ambient emotion in the atmosphere” he explained “it’s a kind of fuel for ghosts, some ghosts go right to the source and suck the emotion out of humans. You should avoid them at all cost.” He paused “because I’m half alive my living half creates pure ectoplasm to fuel my ghost half, while my ghost half heals my human half and keeps my from fully dying.” Zatanna started to look confused.
“If ghosts are fueled by ectoplasm in the air, then why are there not more ghosts like cujo running around?”
“Oh that’s an easy one!” He grinned “most ghosts that you see are only shades, ghosts who have not entered the infinite realms and been bathed in ectoplasm. The realms are filled with pure ectoplasm which the ghosts absorb and use to get stronger. Ghosts in the mortal realm only really come into contact with weak remnants of emotion, like… jello!” Zatanna let’s out a snort
“Don’t laugh I’m serious. Think of the infinite realms as a solid fully formed block of jello, but like those weird 60s jellos because there is a LOT of weird stuff in there, it’s completely undiluted and filling. The mortal realm is more like… jello water where you added way too much water and no matter how long you put it in the fridge it won’t solidify.” Zatanna smiles
“You’re really passionate about this huh?” She asks as she lifts up a content cujo.
“Yeah, I guess I am. I’ll admit it’s nice to talk about this to someone who will actually listen. My parents didn’t… get it. They thought everything thing about ghosts were evil. My friends tried but they never really saw me turning into a half-ghost as being more than me getting cool powers. My sister… Jazz she always tried her best to understand. She would listen to me talk for hours about the other ghosts. At first I thought she was just indulging me, but then one day I saw her just… hanging out with kitty. Talking like she was a perfectly normal living person. It was nice.”
Zatanna lays a hand on Danny’s shoulder “I know I’m no substitute but, I’d love to learn more about the infinite realms, and in exchange I’ll teach you more about magic! Deal?” Danny stared at her extended hand and then looked at the happy cujo sitting in her arms before grasping her hand. “Deal. But we’re gonna have to tell your dad about cujo. I know from experience he won’t stay hidden for much longer. It’s best to rip off the bandage now then to have it ripped to shreds when he jumps on stage with you.”
Zatanna laughs “I guess you’re right”
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Giovanni was incredibly reluctant to invite the green dog into the family but one look at his children’s happy faces and he placed a glamour on the puppy and made a bed for him next to Danny’s place on the couch (he tried to refuse but Danny insisted he wouldn’t take his bed if he wasn’t dying)
Giovanni didn’t truly bond with cujo until after a show 3 days later when a couple of boys started flirting with his kids and had their ankles bitten for their efforts (neither teen was amused). Giovanni got him a collection of dog toys and was even brought into his magic act.
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But all things must end and the month was quickly drawing to a close. Giovanni had been planning a night out to celebrate their time together no matter what Danny decided. Everything was going well, he had sent Zatanna out to grab a few last minute supplies before they left at the end of the week. She hadn’t returned, he paced back and forth, worried he was overreacting he cast a tracking spell. According to the spell she was still at the theater. After telling Danny to wait at the hotel he rushed to the theater to check on his daughter. What he found was a nightmare, his daughter was bound to the stage with her mouth covered she was unable to utter a spell to save herself, she seemed to be in a daze. Wizard walked across the stage.
“Welcome one and all to the final performance of the great Giovanni Zatara!” He laughed as Giovanni moved to attack “now now I wouldn’t be so rash, wouldn’t want anything to happen to your precious daughter, now would we?” Flames exploded around Zatanna.
“Now shall we have some fun?” Wizard attacked
The fight was difficult but Giovanni earned his place on the justice league for a reason and he managed to gain the advantage. Just as he was making his move to subdue Wizard, in a last ditch effort he threw an enchanted spell at Zatanna, it never hit. A green barrier appeared in front of Zatanna and the flames vanished, the ground coated in ice. From behind wizard a figure rose from the ground, a hooded cloak bathed in stars donning is form. He suddenly vanished and immediately reappeared in front of wizard. An uttered in a voice that promised nothing but death
D̷͉̗̖̩̻͔̎̉͜o̴͖̿̂̕͝n̷̡̖͖̫̞͉̥̜̐̽̽̿̌͝’̵̡̡̼̭̣̗͙̪́͛͊t̷̠̮̗̋̈́̓̀̄ ̶͚̋̚̚e̶̪̭̮̺͒͋̂̆͒̍̋̏͘v̵̯̖̈́̽̈́̆ě̶̛̻̳̍̍͑̈́̀͘͝r̵̡̰̣̰͙͉̙̾͜ ̶͇̣̘̮͈̰̬̦̳͒͗̄͘ţ̸͔̣̬̮̬͈̞͊̌́͛̇̆͝͠͠ͅó̸̪͉͒̋̃͑̔̀̕͘ů̶̳͇̗̹͙̤̈́͂̔̀̚͝ͅĉ̴̪̟̼̗̝͌̆̅̆͂̂̅͜h̸͍̖͕̞͇͚͂̎̈́̕ ̸̼̣̗̰͉̲̈͊ͅt̶̨̖̖͖͉̘͐̚h̴̨̨̺̗͉̗͈̣͛̆̔̎̀̊͝͝ẹ̴͔̮̠̺̳̠̇ṃ̷̡̞̫̻̉̓͐̅́̒̃̾͝ ̴̰̈́͐̕ã̵͇̔̊̚g̷̤͈̦͓͇͚̈́̈̀̃͗̐̊͋͠ͅȧ̷̡̩̻̗͌͂̌͆̇̊̚̕͜ͅi̶̢͚̦̞̪͋͐͆͜ň̵̡̡̢͉͚̩̯̭
Wizard collapsed to the floor shaking, Giovanni took the opportunity for what it was and subdued Wizard, placing him in a deep sleep. He turned back to the figure only to witness a bright ring of light travel down his body, revealing none other than Danny rushing towards Zatanna to make sure she was okay.
When she didn’t move he looked towards Giovanni with a scared look in his eye, “don’t worry Danny she’s just in a hypnotic sleep. We should be able to wake he with no side effects” Danny relax just a fraction as he worked. After Zatanna woke she jumped up in surprise “wizard is-!”
“Don’t worry, Danny and I managed to stop him, everyone is okay.” Zatanna looked relieved “sorry dad, I should have been more careful, he managed to sneak up on me while I was get the supplies for-” she stopped, motioning to a rather confused Danny.
“It’s okay, even villains get lucky every now and again. I’m just happy you’re safe.” The three of them headed back to the apartment together.
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That night Danny knocked on Giovanni’s door, holding cujo close to his chest. Giovanni tiredly opens the door “can we talk?” He was instantly awake
“Of course, is everything okay? Is it about what happened today? You weren’t hurt were you?”
Danny gave a soft smile “No it’s not that.” He hesitated tightening his hold on the green pup
“Is it really okay? If I want to stay with you? To be apart of your family” Giovanni’s heart nearly burst with joy. He wrapped his arms around the two ghost holding them close.
“Of course, Zatanna and I would love for you to stay with us.” If his shirt got a little damp Giovanni didn’t say anything. “Why don’t you go get some sleep? Since you’re going to be joining us we’ll need to get some extra supplies tomorrow”
Danny smiled and the two of them headed back to bed. Giovanni on the other hand pulled out his league communicator, he had work to do.
——-
Next day Giovanni jumped out of his bed and rushed towards the sound shouting and the smell of smoke. When he looked towards the small en-suite kitchen he saw his children arguing over a smoking pan. Giovanni couldn’t suppress the smile on he face as he forced a cough and the two turned to face him. He immediately put out the budding fire “anyone up for waffles?” The day went like usual with the only exception that at the end of the day Giovanni sent Danny to the lobby to get their check out information.
When he returned to their rooms he was greeted with a room filled with floating candles and Giovanni and Zatanna in the middle of the room holding a cake that said “welcome to the family” Danny nearly teared up before bursting out laughing as cujo tackled the cake.
——-
One month later Giovanni signed the last of the adoption papers and Danny Fenton became Danny Fenton-Zatara. That night Danny called him dad for the first time.
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cherry1sblog · 11 months
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My collage roommate (part 2)
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!!YJW!!
Summary:u entered collage everything was going amazing u had your bsf with u but there was one problem ur collage roommate… (also there is a plot twist about heeseung and jungwon there not as close as u think)
Warnings:cursing kissing (WILL EVENTUALLY BE A SMUT IN THE NEXT CHAPTER JUST GIVE ME SOME TIME -also tell me if I missed any this
RECAP:
“Yeah that’s right just walk away that’s why yuji never wanted to be with just walk away from all your problems that’s probly why she wouldn’t even have sex with u!”
He stoped and let go of your hand and the next thing u know he’s punching heeseung
OMG JUNGWON
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“OMG JUNGWON!!”
You were completely shocked not knowing what to do but people obviously heard you screaming so people started to gather around but Jake and sunoo pushed thrue the crowd to see
“YO wtf are you guys doing “
Jake tried to pull jungwon off of heeseung after they both got each others punched jungwon wouldn’t stop pushing jake to the ground and leaving everyone shocked screaming yelling recording egging it on
“STOP SUNOO SUNGHOON DO DOMETHING”
At this point sunoo had gotten upset cause it was his party they decided to fight at jake was pissed everything was going wrong here sunoo grabbed jungwon and pushed him off sunghoon and Jake grabbing heeseung
“WTH DO YOU GUYS THINK YOUR DOOING “
“Maybe ask jungwon hes being a little bitch”
“Call me a bitch agian I just kicked your ass!!”
“Oh y-
“STOP IT I don’t know why tf you guys are fighting but I wanna go home you guys can be pricks later “
“Jake can you please take me home “
“Uh Sure”
“Wait y/n I was gonna take u-
“You’ve done enough for tonight you two should stay and help sunoo clean up you guys fucked up his party “
Jake took you to his car everyone eles left the comotion im almost positive heeseung went home pissed off sunoo obviously upset at the boys but wasn’t to upset cause the night still continued after you were in jakes car silent until he spoke to you
“Y/n”
You turned your head to face him
“You know whatever they said back there don’t pay attention to it”
“Yk I was trying to but everything was so outta pocket it’s messing with me “
“Ik you and jungwon just barley are getting to know eachother but he really dose like you “
“Can I ask you somthing “
Jake nodded as a response
“Who’s yuji and why did she break up with jungwon”
“Ah I really shouldn’t be the one to tell you this “
“Please jake”
“Ugh Fine Yuji we’ll she was um something she cheated on jungwon a lot and jungwon was done with it after he found out heeseung and her got drunk and accidentally slept Together “
“What that’s crazy heeseung dosent seem like that type of guy”
“Weel he was drunk but that’s what happened and after they broke up she spread lies cause she didn’t want people to know she was a cheater so she said things like Jungwons bad in bed he’s a virgin things like that”
“Damn I thought you guys were all best freinds he even said so himself “
“Well he’s not the type of person to hold a grudge so he forgave him but heeseung can be an ass about it sometimes “
“Ah I see “
The whole car ride to your dorm was more quiet after that convo you guys had you had no idea that happened to jungwon and well that girl you saw I Gusse he really did have a reason to be angry at her you were more confused as to why heeseung felt the need to be an ass still if jungwon had already forgave him maybe he was the one still caught up?
//when jungwon got home\\
You wanted to stay up and ask jungwon what happend so as soon as you heard him open the door to the dorm u marched to him just as he was walking thrue the hallway part to take his shoes off
“Wth was that yang”
“What’s it to you “
“Idk maybe the fact my name was brought up so many times”
“So many times are you talking about how heeseung said I wanted to fuck you “
“I-
“If that what you thought I’m sorry but I’m just tryna make sure your not a pon in his game “
“I can take care of myself if your so worried and what if I did huh What’s It To YOU”
“Yk what I couldn’t give a fuck less what you do”
You just nodded at him and picked at your lip and grabed you phone and wallet and a jacket and put on your shoes as fast as you could
“What are u Doing “
“Dw about it you couldn’t give a fuck less what I do right “
He grabbed your wrist getting you to stay you looked at him and threw your hand off of him
“Scince you couldn’t give a fuck less I’m going to heeseung s Place “
He pushed u back inside locked the door and pinned you to the wall
“What makes you think your going over there princess”
……….
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harrywavycurly · 1 year
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Sarah! Pls more steddie and reader😂 I loved the one you just posted ❤️🥹
Hiii lovey!! So happy you like it!! Truly this has taken over my whole brain and I’m not mad about it! So enjoy!!💖
-Friendly reminder this is Steddie x pregnant reader and the baby is a boy(don’t even come into my inbox asking for a name because I don’t have one at this moment in time…open to suggestions lol)✨
*Eddie is in charge of making sure you’re okay while Steve’s at work and naturally it’s when shit hits the fan*
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“Uhh what the fuck are you doing here?” “Is that how you greet all the customers Harrington?” “Just the ones that should be home with our very pregnant partner who…is she in the van? Why is she in the van Eddie?” “Yeah so…uhm we need to go.” “We need to go? Who’s we?” “You and I…and her we need to go it’s like…time? She’s been having these painful like cramp things for a while and yeah…I think it’s happening.” “Holy shit like she’s having the baby? Why are you just standing there? We need to go.” “She wanted me to ask if you could grab some red vines…a snack for the road.” “She’s in labor and wants red vines? Really?” “She likes what she likes Steve…but can we hurry this up?” “Oh now you’re in a fucking hurry?” “I mean she is in labor so like…we do need to get a move on.” “How the fuck are you so…relaxed? How are you not wanting to throw up right now? We are about the be dads Eddie!” “I’m just trying to be the voice of reason okay? We can’t all freak the fuck out and going off of how you’re acting right now…you’re going to do enough freaking out for the two of us.” “Okay I got the red vines let’s go.” “Uhh what about the store?” “Fuck family video I’m about to be a dad.” “That’s one way to get employee of the year.”
“You…smell weird.” “Damn baby I know he doesn’t shower that often but no need to be so mean to him.” “Fuck off Steve I shower every day…but what do you mean I smell weird?” “It’s just different? I don’t know…it’s not bad just not what I’m used to.” “Ohhh I read that your sense of smell gets heightened during pregnancy so maybe you don’t like his aftershave or something?” “Reading the pregnancy books are we Steve? You’re such a suck up dude.” “It’s called being prepared Munson…wouldn’t kill you to read one yourself.” “Eddie and I read the what to expect when you’re expecting…” “I’m the suck up? You literally read one with her so…yeah fuck off.” “Language! There’s a baby in the room.” “Does he have ears yet?” “Yes he has ears Eddie and he’s tired of hearing his dads argue.” “Sorry sweetheart…we’ll do better…won’t we Eddie?” “Yes we will do better… as long as Steve stops being an ass.” “You’re so damn annoying Munson.” “Don’t make me get a swear jar…” “sorry baby.”
“That doesn’t look right.” “How would you know what an infant seat is supposed to look like Harrington?” “I know it’s not supposed to be leaning over like that…” “it’s just…a little crooked but it’s…fine…see? Perfect.” “She’s going to agree with me you know that right?” “Yeah…I know…but she asked us to install it so just…I don’t fucking know try to help me instead of standing there all huffy with your hands on your hips?” “I’m not huffy I’m just observing.” “Steve…” “fine fine let me see…oh wow you’re such an idiot you have it in here backwards.” “The base? I do not.” “Yeah you do…here it goes like…this…now this just clicks…into that and…there we go.” “Does it feel secure? He’s not gonna like tumble out of it or anything?” “Feel for yourself but no…he’s not gonna fall out.” “Nice job Harrington.” “Thanks…you think driving with an infant in the backseat is gonna make us turn into those crazy slow and anxious drivers?” “Oh totally…we are gonna be those dads that honk and flip people the bird if they get too close to our car.” “Is that installed right? It looks like it’s leaning?” “Harrington did it.” “Thanks Eddie…”
“But I get so bored laying in bed all day.” “I know baby but that’s what the doctor ordered and just think it’s only for a few more weeks.” “What’s wrong? What did Steve do to you Princess? Need me to kick his ass?” “He’s making me stay in bed…all day…” “what the hell Harrington? You know she gets restless.” “I’m not making her! The doctor said bed rest till the baby is here so that’s what I’m doing…making her rest…in the bed.” “You don’t even have anything for her to read…or her doodle sketch pad? What the hell you have it on the educational channel…Steve come on dude no wonder she’s on the verge of tears.” “I thought she was supposed to like sleep? You know she falls asleep to the reading rainbow faster than anything.” “It’s called bed rest because she supposed to just stay in bed not because she’s supposed to sleep till the baby is born…god you’re so lucky you’re nice to look at Harrington.” “Thanks?…” “He’s torturing me Eddie please let me leave the bed I just wanna take a walk around the neighborhood.” “Sorry princess…but don’t worry I’ll get you some stuff to keep you entertained…maybe after dinner we can cuddle and watch a movie? How does that sound?” “Am I invited to this movie and cuddle party?” “That’s up to her…” “yes…you can come to our cuddle and movie party Steve.”
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razorblade180 · 10 months
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9 Days of Lancaster Day1: Late Night Texting
After a very dangerous semester at school has come to an end, many students used their free time to vacation or visit. Ruby and Yang were no exception to this trend. Their mom and dad had been delighted to have them back, and Ruby was all to happy to boast about her team’s accomplishments. However, perhaps she had gotten too used Vale.
Between the trip and stories, Ruby retreated to her room for the rest of night to relax; her social battery sapped. That was until a text notification on her scroll made her eyes sparkle.
“Hey crater face. Did you make it home safely?”
“No. Airship crashed and we had to fight grimm everywhere.💀”
“So what you’re saying is I should call you Crater Maker?”
Ruby snickered at his dumb joke. She walked into that one. “Made it home just fine. How about you?”
“Didn’t go home. Not worth the hassle.”
“Ah, that sucks. So your entire team is at Beacon?”
“Nah. Pyrrha went home. Ren and Nora went on a trip just outside the kingdom.”
“Why didn’t you go with them?”
It took a minute to get a response. Ruby was sent a photo of Jaune giving her a blank stare that had “take a guess” written all over or it.
“Right, silly question. So you’re all alone at the dorms?”
“I mean…Weiss didn’t go home either apparently. I bumped into her at the library.”
“So you’re all alone at the dorms?”
“……”
“Yeah pretty much.”
“Anyways, shouldn’t you be entertaining your folks?”
“Yang had the covered, I���m cozy in bed. It’s late.”
“Not really. It’s not even midnight yet.”
“Time works differently when parents ask a hundred questions. I barely answered half! It was fun though.”
“Do they now about me?”
“Like…your existence?”
“Rubes…😭😅”
“OH!”
“I chickened out. They now you’re my friend though! Just…not the other stuff.👀”
“Then I guess it would be weird if I visited you?”
“Don’t tell me you miss me already?”
“I always miss you when you aren’t around ❤️”
Ruby felt her cheeks get red. How could a few words on a screen unravel her in such a way? It was down right silly. Still, her heart skipped a beat seeing the next message.
“I wish you were here.”
“Get some rest; you’re being silly.”
“Ah, my heart. So cruel 💔 😭”
“Oh hush lol.”
“I wish you here too…”
“Is that an invite?”
“At this hour? My dad would murder you. Do really miss my face that much?”
“It’s a cute face with a precious smile.”
“Hmmm I’m not sure if I believe you. Do you really miss me?”
What came next derailed her thinking. It made Ruby audibly gasp as she put her scroll face down while blood rushed to her cheeks from the proof Jaune had sent her. Ruby slowly flipped her scroll and began frantically typing.
“Someone is bold tonight.”
“Too bold???”
“….I didn’t say all that.👀”
“Airships are still running. So, are you sneaking out or am I sneaking in?”
To think it only took close to two days of separation to make them both a little more than stir crazy. Then again, it had been much longer since they were alone. Ruby wasn’t even mad about his boldness, just flustered and mentally trying to reason with herself. She really didn’t want her dad to murder him, and she doubted mom could stop him from doing so. Even so, sneaking out and back was a tall order.
“I don’t think I can sneak away without someone eventually knocking on my door. As for you visiting, that’s your life Jaune Arc. I’m not going ask you to throw it away.😭”
“Fair. We’ll see each other soon enough. 😊”
“DON’T ACT CUTE AFTER WHAT YOU SENT! I ALMOST YELLED!”
“Haha, my bad. Anyways, I’ll stop distracting you for now. Luv ya Rubes.”
“Luv you too and stuff. ❤️”
Ruby put her head face down in her pillow and groaned. She was both very proud and disappointed in herself. Darn the adorkable dummy! She had gone to bed rest and now she trying not kick her feet and smile. Jaune had never been bold before. It was kinda nice. Maybe being separated had its merits? Although…
Ruby: (HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO SLEEP NOW!?)
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all54321 · 1 year
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After seeing so much Limited Life Scarian angst, I wanted to write something happy with them. So, an AU where the life series is a bunch of games these guys play for fun and nothing serious or traumatic comes from them.
After each session there is a break for everyone to cool down and relax. Just so no one gets too worked up over it and to make sure this all stays a friendly game. During these breaks there is also a discussion to make sure everyone is doing okay and no one has any serious problems with something that happened.
This takes place after session 7.
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Grian peers out of the Nosey Neighbor’s tower at the sound of a horn. He startles when he sees Scar perched on the wall, smiling brightly, horn clutched in his hand. Grian isn’t sure if he’s amused or concerned.
“What is he doing?” Pearl says, mirth in her voice.
“I have no idea, I’m just glad he didn’t enter and trigger the trap.”
“What would happen then?” BigB asks joining them.
“With the timers paused? It should do nothing to him. Hopefully.”
“Hopefully?”
“Not like we tested that scenario out. I’ll go see what he wants.” Grian descends the tower, knowing exactly what Scar wants. He approaches his partner, careful of the pressure plates. “What are you even doing?”
“I wanted to see you!” He says cheerily.
“There’s an opening?” Grian replies, humor and confusion mixing in his voice.
Scar studies where Grian stands, in the center of a cluster of pressure plates, “and step on one of those? I don’t know what’s under any of them.”
“I wouldn’t invite you in if there was a trap,” Grian bluffs. The trap is hidden for a reason, a temporary ruce won’t change that.
“Doesn’t matter now, let’s go!”
Before Scar can move, Pearl exits the tower, “bring him back by sundown!”
Grian shoots her a glare, but Scar chuckles, “will do!” Grian quickly heads to the entrance in the wall, stepping around the trapped pressure plate.
Scar meets him on the ground on the other side, “where to?”
“Down here, unless you want to go somewhere more secluded,” Grian replies, heading towards the drop-down to the river.
“Nah, it’s good, we only have a little time after all.”
Grian nods, sliding down the edge to sit by the waters edge. Scar joins him after a moment, leaning back against the stone. “Things are getting crazy,” he murmurs after a moment.
Scar hums, “yeah, the end is near, huh?” He stares down at his arm, the red timer blinking.
Grian glances at it, only a couple days remain for Scar. He quickly tears his eyes away, focusing on the water. He picks up a stone and skips it, eventually saying quietly, “yeah, I don’t think we’ll have another chat here.”
Scar doesn’t respond for a moment, Grian doesn’t meet his eyes, choosing to skip another stone. “Are you okay?”
Grian looks over in surprise, “huh?”
“With Jimmy and Joel dying, I mean.”
“Ah, yeah,” he replies after a moment, looking away again, “kinda jarring, but this is just a game, y’know?”
“Doesn’t change anything.”
Grian slumps back, unable to hide from his partner, “okay, yeah, I’m bothered.” He glances over, “maybe it has something to do with them not being on Hermitcraft. I mean, most of us here we’ll see each other again just a few days after someone dies. But with them… I guess I can talk to them when we get out, but I don’t see them in person all too often.”
Scar bumps their shoulders together before leaning against Grian, “maybe you should do that when we get back.”
“Maybe,” he sighs, skipping a stone. Grian shakes his head, “anyway, how are you doing with… everything you have going on.”
Scar bursts into laughter, “oh, the usual. I killed dad, dad killed me, Bdubs tried to stop me. You know how it is.”
Grian opens and closes his mouth a few times, “I- I really don’t.” He lets out a surprised laugh, “I still don’t understand what you guys have going on.”
“Gotta be creative in how we have allies,” Scar gives him a look from the corner of his eye, “you know how it is, I’m sure.”
Grian huffs goodnatured-ly, “I guess.”
Scar leans closer, throwing an arm over Grian’s shoulders, “how are you feeling about the rest of this game?”
Grian glances at him to see him looking down, he follows the gaze to his arm. Grian traces the red numbers, the time he has left. “In terms of winning, hopeful. Worried about Scott, though.”
Scar gasps, mock-offended, “not me?”
“Nah,” Grian gives him a cheeky grin, “you’re not that scary.”
Scar sits up, pulling his arm back and leaning over Grian. He his hands on either side of him, pinning him against the stone, his voice drops when he speaks, “oh yeah?”
They stare at each other silently for a minute before Grian laughs, pushing Scar back. “Fine, you’re just not scary to me. There’s no way you could be, anymore.” Scar hums, but a beeping stops him from responding. Grian pulls out his communicator, “we only have a few more minutes before the game continues.”
“Ah, I guess this is it then,” Scar stands up, reaching down a hand to assist Grian up.
Grian nods as he stands up, “we’ll probably talk next like this back home.”
Instead of a reply, Scar leans down and pulls Grian into a kiss. It only lasts a couple of seconds before he pulls back. Grian tries to follow, but Scar just grins. “I’ll see you on the battlefield, then.”
“Yeah,” Grian murmurs, not able to hide his disappointment.
They climb back up the river bank and bid each other goodbye before returning back to their allies. They need to prepare for the final session, after all.
~~Bonus~~
Pearl watches the pair run off, “they act like teenagers sneaking out to meet together in the middle of the night.”
BigB laughs, “except there was nothing sneaky about that.”
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imaginedreamwrite · 1 year
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Hi!
For sneak peek Saturday(idk if this counts for sneak peek)… I’m super excited about the Chris Evans x Reader fic and 2 scenarios come to mind:
1) it’s very well known Chris gets Anxiety so imagine that happening while he’s trying to get reader into a car and she’s a few months along and the paps are on her. Like she almost fell over because of them. He manages to get her in safely but then she helps him calm down (kinda leads into one of those I’m falling in love with her moments)
2)there was a video I didn’t get a chance to save but it’s Chris telling Dodger it’s time for bed and Dodger grabs his little lion stuffie and runs into the room. Now imagine he does this but instead of running off into Chris’ room he runs into reader’s room and lays with his head on her lap and Chris just stands at the door admiring his family!
You don’t have to use either of these but I’ve been thinking about it all day 😂
Why not both? Chris gets protective and anxious:
The doctors office seemed bright and airy, it was made to give you the most possible level of comfort within reasonable circumstances. You laid back against the bed, your head turned and your eyes glued to the screen as the doctor moved the ultrasound transducer against your belly.
“Congratulations, Chris.” The doctor spoke to him, gaze skittering between you and the famous actor, a tight smile on the doctors face.”
“Look,” Chris leaned in, transfixed by the image on the screen, “absolutely beautiful.”
You studied him, watching his emotions change and the egregious joy in his eyes. He leaned in and reached for your hand, his lips parted as he mumbled something to himself.
“I hope you’re ready prepared for a crazy shift in your life.” The doctor had pressed the transducer further into your belly, a wider smile on his face. “You’re not just having one baby.”
“Two?” Your heart stopped, your hand squeezing his tightly. “Two babies?”
“Twins? Really?” Chris’ smile widened and he laughed in excitement and disbelief. “Two babies…”
“So, this went well.” The doctor was starting to wipe your belly, cleaning you up and putting his equipment away. “We’ll see you in about 4-8 weeks for another sonogram, and congratulations again.”
There was a kind of haze that fell over the room, a silence that was thick with anticipation. Chris was still holding your hand, he was subtly brushing his thumb across your knuckles while he seemed to be trapped in his own mind.
“So…” you addressed him, pulling him from his thoughts, “how are you feeling about it?”
“I’ve always wanted to be a dad.” He exhaled in a huff and finally let your hand go to grab his coat, and then he swept in and helped you stand. “Twins…”
“We should…get a sonogram for your mom.”
“Ma,” he grinned boyishly, walking with you out of the private office toward the front of the building, “is never gonna believe it.”
At the front, you met the bodyguards he had with him, and even before you had left the building you could see the chaos of press waiting for you. The crowds waiting for the peek of Chris was already starting to affect him, and you had made a note of the way his nostrils had begun to flare.
“Are you okay?” You questioned him, studying the flash of his eyes and the slight clench of his hands.
“Stick close to me. Keep your head down and don’t let them get to you.” His bodyguards had flanked Chris, and he had grabbed your hand as a measure to keep you close and to keep himself calm.
“When you’re ready…” The door was opened and the chaos had hit your ears, the raised voices and shouting that was meant to garner his attention.
“Chris! Chris! You wanna stop and take a picture?” “When’s the due date?” “What are you expecting?” “Can we see the sonogram?” “Can we expect a marriage?”
Every step was anxious inducing, every shout and raised voice had hit your ears. You had winced and tried pulling back in retaliation and shock from the moment, an action which was met by Chris pulling you even closer. He slipped an arm around your waist and you angled you closer, leading you to the SUV that was waiting for you two.
The door was opened and you had both gotten into the safety of the vehicle while the press was still yelling and attempting to get your picture. Chris had slid over to the other side and raised his hand, covering his mouth with his palm while staring headily out the window. He was silent, he was struck silent and you could feel the anxiousness radiating off of him.
“Chris, are you okay? That was…a lot.” Your fear of the press and the chaos that surrounded you had met his anxiety.
“It never gets any easier.” In this moment he was not the confident actor you knew he was, the man who had stolen hearts of thousands if not millions.
He was a man who was tired of the press being in his face. He wanted privacy, he wanted freedom to live his life without having questions thrown at him while he was leaving one place to head to another.
“I was scared too.” Your voice shook, your bottom lip quivered.
Chris lowered his arm before he rest his hand upon yours in the leather seat, gently grasping and squeezing yours. It was an act of solidarity, neither of you was alone without the other.
2. Dodger goes to bed, but not with Chris
“Bed time, bub.” Chris tapped his thigh, stirring Dodger from his sleep and beckoning him to go to bed. “Grab your lion. Get your lion.”
At his word, Dodger had jumped from the couch and trotted toward his lion stuffy, grabbing the animal and packing it in his mouth.
Good boy, good boy Dodger.” Chris watched him trot with his lion, his tail waving back and forth with excitement at the prospect of sleep. His nails clicked against the floor and his paw thud lightly as he headed toward bed, but not where Chris expected.
Chris followed him down the hall toward his bedroom, only Dodger didn’t follow like he expected. Instead Dodger had turned and moved toward your room, nudging the door with his nose once and then he looked back at Chris.
“Yeah, bud?” He laughed under his breath, following along and then slowly opening the door to let Dodger in.
Chris leaned against the door and crossed his arms, watching Dodger jump on the bed with his lion. He had curled up against your side and rest his chin against your baby bump, whining softly.
“You excited, bub?” Chris slowly inched into the room, watching you sleeping, and Dodger sleeping beside you. “Me too. I can’t wait to be a daddy.”
“We’re gonna be a family.” Chris reached his hand out to scratch his head, affectionately stealing his attention for a moment. “Twins, dodge. We’re gonna have twins.”
Chris rubbed his head one last time before he leaned over and grabbed the edge of the blanket, pulling it over his shoulder. He draped it properly and then stepped away from you and Dodger, taking a moment to study the two of you before he stepped out of the room while leaving the door open in case Dodger wanted out.
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bluiex · 11 months
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After seeing so much Limited Life angst, I decided to make some fluff. Especially for Scarian. In this the life series is just a game they play for fun where no trauma is had and no problems are gained. After each session there’s a small break for everyone to relax for a bit. This takes place after session 7.
(Also it seems that Tumblr fixed the issue with the text not changing color)
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Grian peers out of the Nosey Neighbor’s tower at the sound of a horn. He startles when he sees Scar perched on the wall, smiling brightly, horn clutched in his hand. Grian isn’t sure if he’s amused or concerned.
“What is he doing?” Pearl says, mirth in her voice.
“I have no idea, I’m just glad he didn’t enter and trigger the trap.”
“What would happen then?” BigB asks joining them.
“With the timers paused? It should do nothing to him. Hopefully.”
“Hopefully?”
“Not like we tested that scenario out. I’ll go see what he wants.” Grian descends the tower, knowing exactly what Scar wants. He approaches his partner, careful of the pressure plates. “What are you even doing?”
“I wanted to see you!” He says cheerily.
“There’s an opening?” Grian replies, humor and confusion mixing in his voice.
Scar studies where Grian stands, in the center of a cluster of pressure plates, “and step on one of those? I don’t know what’s under any of them.”
“I wouldn’t invite you in if there was a trap,” Grian bluffs. The trap is hidden for a reason, a temporary truce won’t change that.
“Doesn’t matter now, let’s go!”
Before Scar can move, Pearl exits the tower, “bring him back by sundown!”
Grian shoots her a glare, but Scar chuckles, “will do!” Grian quickly heads to the entrance in the wall, stepping around the trapped pressure plate.
Scar meets him on the ground on the other side, “where to?”
“Down here, unless you want to go somewhere more secluded,” Grian replies, heading towards the drop-down to the river.
“Nah, it’s good, we only have a little time after all.”
Grian nods, sliding down the edge to sit by the waters edge. Scar joins him after a moment, leaning back against the stone. “Things are getting crazy,” he murmurs after a moment.
Scar hums, “yeah, the end is near, huh?” He stares down at his arm, the red timer blinking.
Grian glances at it, only a couple days remain for Scar. He quickly tears his eyes away, focusing on the water. He picks up a stone and skips it, eventually saying quietly, “yeah, I don’t think we’ll have another chat here.”
Scar doesn’t respond for a moment, Grian doesn’t meet his eyes, choosing to skip another stone. “Are you okay?”
Grian looks over in surprise, “huh?”
“With Jimmy and Joel dying, I mean.”
“Ah, yeah,” he replies after a moment, looking away again, “kinda jarring, but this is just a game, y’know?”
“Doesn’t change anything.”
Grian slumps back, unable to hide from his partner, “okay, yeah, I’m bothered.” He glances over, “maybe it has something to do with them not being on Hermitcraft. I mean, most of us here will see each other again just a few days after someone dies. But with them… I guess I can talk to them when we get out, but I don’t see them in person all too often.”
Scar bumps their shoulders together before leaning against Grian, “maybe you should do that when we get back.”
“Maybe,” he sighs, skipping a stone. Grian shakes his head, “anyway, how are you doing with… everything you have going on.”
Scar laughs, “oh, the usual. I killed dad, dad killed me, Bdubs tried to stop me. You know how it is.”
Grian opens and closes his mouth a few times, “I- I really don’t.” He lets out a surprised laugh, “I still don’t understand what you guys have going on.”
“Gotta be creative in how we have allies,” Scar gives him a look from the corner of his eye, “you know how it is, I’m sure.”
Grian huffs goodnatured-ly, “I guess.”
Scar leans closer, throwing an arm over Grian’s shoulders, “how are you feeling about the rest of this game?”
Grian glances at him to see him looking down, he follows the gaze to his arm. Grian traces the red numbers, the time he has left. “In terms of winning, hopeful. Worried about Scott, though.”
Scar gasps, mock-offended, “not me?”
“Nah,” Grian gives him a cheeky grin, “you’re not that scary.”
Scar sits up, pulling his arm back and leaning over Grian. He his hands on either side of him, pinning him against the stone, his voice drops when he speaks, “oh yeah?”
They stare at each other silently for a minute before Grian laughs, pushing Scar back. “Fine, you’re just not scary to me. There’s no way you could be, anymore.” Scar hums, but a beeping stops him from responding. Grian pulls out his communicator, “we only have a few more minutes before the game continues.”
“Ah, I guess this is it then,” Scar stands up, reaching down a hand to assist Grian up.
Grian nods as he stands up, “we’ll probably talk next like this back home.”
Instead of a reply, Scar leans down and pulls Grian into a kiss. It only lasts a couple of seconds before he pulls back. Grian tries to follow, but Scar just grins. “I’ll see you on the battlefield, then.”
“Yeah,” Grian murmurs, not able to hide his disappointment.
They climb back up the river bank and bid each other goodbye before returning back to their allies. They need to prepare for the final session, after all.
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Pearl watches the pair run off, “they act like teenagers sneaking out to meet together in the middle of the night.”
BigB laughs, “except there was nothing sneaky about that.”
YEEES FLUFF- we desperately need fluff for traffic Scarian. And this is just AMAZING. Hanging out on break, Scar checking in on Grian making sure he's fine.. I love them qoq
Imagine this- once Grian gets back to the tower both Pearl and BigB ask how his date went. And Grian just stutter and punches Pearl in the arm(lovingly) before saying it was nice
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Blood Runs Thick | Kaeya Fic
chasm affects kaeya, reader pov, angst story, romantic relationship(s), character deaths but thats later
Chapter 4
kaeya and reader arguing, praying to statue of the seven, kaeya breaking down uhGAIN 🤡, (not many warnings now but the next couple chapters are gonna have more)
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“I’m going to look for Albedo.” Kaeya says, face serious. His unwavering expression made me more worried.
“No you’re not,” I say, countering him. Trying not to lose it right then and there.
“He’s out there somewhere and he needs to be stopped.”
“That doesn’t mean that you’re gonna go look for him. That should give you more reason to not go…” my voice started to get more stern.
“Someones gonna have to do it Y/n,” his voice was starting to get stern as well. At this point we were arguing.
Kaeya was really wanting to go look for Albedo, despite all the dangers to do so. Abyss, Hilichurls, and who knows what else.
“And you’re not going to.”
“Yes I am.”
“No you’re not!” At this point I’m yelling at him, “I’m not gonna let you do that to yourself!”
I watch his jaw clench. I could tell he was irritated and frustrated with me right now. His eye narrows, his chest rises and falls dramatically.
“I’m going to, whether you like it or not, Y/n.” His voice was calm but his demeanor was on fire. I swallow, just looking at him.
The tension between us both was so tense. We’ve never felt like this to one another before. Angry, frustrated… I refuse to let my best friend run into a wildfire. We have no idea what's actually happening up on that mountain. Besides, he literally had to be put on break because of a random meltdown.
“I’m coming with you,” I say after a good minute of silence. If I’m not able to convince him otherwise, then he’s gonna have to take me with him.
“What?” He says instinctively. He looked at me like I was crazy.
“You heard me.”
“No, you’re not.” This argument switched sides.
“If you’re gonna step foot on that mountain, then so am I,” I bite the inside of my cheek.
“Just because I’m going, does not mean you’re coming,” he mumbles through his teeth.
“That’s exactly what that means.”
I could see Kaeya getting more angry as I spoke. But like he said, whether he likes it or not, I’m going.
“You’re gonna need my help,” I stand up, voice softer than before. “Who knows what you’ll run into up there…” I stretch my arms out and brush my clothes down.
I look down at Kaeya and I see him seething.
I sigh before kneeling down and putting my finger underneath his chin and tilting it so he looks at me. “I know you’re angry with me. But if anything were to happen to you and I wasn’t there to stop it, I don’t know what I would do with myself.”
The anger in his eyes still didn’t die down, but I could tell he finally accepted the fact I was tagging along.
After sighing once more, I stand back up and look at Kaeya. “I’ll tell Diluc. We’ll leave tomorrow morning.”
Kaeya still sat in silence, throwing a fit while I went to the owner of the estate and told him what we planned to do.
Diluc wasn’t very agreeing with the idea but he knew he wouldn't be able to convince either of us. He offered our help but I refused, knowing he had other things that were more important.
The maids were nice enough to set up the second guest bedroom for me to stay in. I insisted it was alright since they already had a lot on their plate, but they did it anyway.
I went to sleep with a keen ear, making sure Kaeya wouldn’t sneak out without me, and surprisingly nothing was heard.
Next morning rolls by. I made my bed after I got up, helping the maids out to the best of my ability. I freshen up before going downstairs and seeing bags filled with clothes and other essentials.
Looking over at the bare table, I see Kaeya sitting on the wooden chair, waiting for me. It was honestly surprising seeing Kaeya still inside the house and not on his way to Dragonspine.
He sees me and stands up, already ready to take our leave.
“You ready?” he sighs. I could tell he wasn't too happy with the fact that he was dragging me along, but he had calmed down thankfully.
“As I’ll ever be,” I say to him, trying to give him as much reassurance as I could.
Waving to Diluc and all of the maids, we walk out of the mansion, heading southeast to the mountain.
Dragonspine’s beautiful view was still blocked by the same purple smoke. Weirdly, it wasn't as dark as yesterday. I was able to see behind the smoke, seeing the stone that wasn’t covered in snow. It's been a few hours since the cloud appeared but it hasn't moved at all. It was stuck in the same movement, rotating around the peak of the mountain.
There also weren’t as many Hilichurls or Abyss Mages. There were a couple still walking towards it, but not nearly as many as last night.
“Where do we start?” I break the silence between us, trying to at least break some tension.
“Best bet is his camp,” he says.
I nod at him, looking back down at the grass and continuing to walk.
The tension that was between us was mostly gone. I cracked some jokes on the way that made him laugh a bit. He started matching my mood which made things less awkward. Thankfully, it started feeling normal again.
“This trip would be so much easier with your horses,” I smirk, knowing that was equivalent to a poke at his side.
“I know you aren’t complaining when you travel much more than this every day,” he bites back. He was right, but I wasn’t going to let that slide.
“And yet those trips would still be easier with those horses.”
“Even if I still had my horses, I wouldn't let you use one,” he smirks at me.
I jump in front of him and start walking backwards. “Why?!”
“Cause you have an attitude like that.”
I chuckle a little, bringing my hand up to my mouth to laugh. “Well-“
Suddenly, I get cut off by Kaeya pulling me towards him. I yelp in surprise at the quick and sudden movement. It all happened so fast I wasn’t really able to process it.
All I knew was when I was able to come to my senses I heard small twinkle noises, like glass shattering. Kaeya had used his vision against something. I turn my head and see a hilichurl disperse in that familiar red dust.
I looked up at Kaeya and he looked down at me. “You okay…?” he asks, voice soft yet low.
I couldn’t say anything. My body wasn’t listening. Just looking in Kaeya’s eye I felt this strange feeling… I don’t know if it feels good or bad.
For the very first time, I was able to see the details in Kaeya’s face. The gold lining on his eye patch, the blue strands of hair that had a habit of staying in front of his face, how long his lashes were, and that light blue diamond in the middle of his eye.
I never actually looked at Kaeya’s face this close before. Never looked at all the details in his face. I noticed them, just never actually looked at them… How pretty Kaeya was.
I wasn’t so hard headed to actually deny that he was a handsome guy… But I never actually saw how pretty he is.
“…Y/n?” I hear his voice once again. My brain finally comes back to reality. Eyes widen and my cheeks get hot after realizing how long I was looking at his face.
I push off of him, creating much needed distance between us both. My head turns, hiding my now flustered face that would make his ego grow in size.
“I-I could’ve handled that…” I mumble.
I hear the smirk in his voice, knowing that I was hiding my face for a reason. “I’m sure you could have.”
We continue our journey towards the mountain. It was silent, but this time it was comfortable. Of course I was still embarrassed about what happened, but the trip was peaceful. Realizing Kaeya and I never actually fought side by side before. I knew he was a skilled fighter but I finally got to watch in the front row.
“We’re almost there,” Kaeya sighs.
I look at his face and see a worried expression. It was only reasonable since we don’t know what we’re going to run into. This is an unpredictable trip.
“I got your back,” I smiled at him and gently elbowed his arm. He looks at me and smiles; it was small but it was still a smile.
The distance between us and the giant mountain was already closed. The temperature changed dramatically. It was extremely cold, our tracks being recorded from the snow.
“Jean doesn’t know we’re here huh…?” Kaeya brings up.
My eyes widened, realizing I never told Jean. This was such a last minute spur of the moment decision.
“Hopefully Diluc tells her?” I cringe and raise a brow. He chuckles at my reaction.
We walk around east, heading toward the Snow-Covered Path. Taking a breather between the fire places that were along the path.
Something was strange though… We saw all of these Hilichurls and the Abyss going towards the mountain, but on the mountain we saw nothing. There were Hilichurl camps everywhere but they were all vacant. This shouldn’t be possible.
“Where are all the hilichurls…?” Kaeya questions, just as confused as me. We go investigate an empty camp. There was lettuce and wheat scattered around the place, some of the fences were knocked over or broken.
“What’s going on…?” I mumble, my breath visible from the temperature.
“This makes no sense,” he says standing up after looking at all the debris of wood that was peaking out of the snow.
“Let’s just keep moving.” I suggested. He nods and we head towards the Statue of the Seven in the Ancient Palace.
Walking on the brick that was somehow not broken due to gravity was nerve racking. The air around the statue was comfortable, warm… felt like hope. Kaeya never really felt like that though. I’ve always paid my respects and prayed once we passed one of the Statues of the Seven, but Kaeya didn’t. He always just stood next to me, looking at the blue aura that surrounded it.
“Still don’t know how a statue is all the way up here,” I hear Kaeya speak.
I put my palms together and close my eyes, paying my respects to the anemo god. Kaeya of course didn’t do the same but he patiently waited for me to finish.
“I also don’t understand how this statue is still standing when the bricks are practically floating.”
I finish and sigh. Turning to him, I tilt my head with a brow raised. “Just don’t ask questions and you won’t fixate over it.” I walk past him running a finger across his shoulders, both of our hair flowing in the wind. I walked towards the metal that was somehow still holding the statue up but Kaeya didn’t follow.
Turning around, I see Kaeya staring at the statue. It couldn’t be the view because it was blocked by the purple clouds that continued to rotate around the mountain. “Come on Captain.” I call out to him. I watch him take a breath and turn around.
We resumed our trip to Albedo’s camp. The rest of the walk was easy. Just follow the path and we will get there. One of the bridges between mountain ridges was broken, but it was an easy solution, thanks to our gliders.
We turn the corner and see Albedo's campsite… or what was his campsite. Everything was knocked over and destroyed.
My eyes widened seeing everything a mess. Kaeya and I walked closer to it, investigated all that was visible. His potions were shattered on the ground, bookshelves toppled on top of each other and his alchemy table was broken. The liquid that lays in the shallow bowl at the top was dented. The iconic pattern that everyone knows wasn’t recognizable anymore.
“What happened…?” Kaeya says, shocked as ever.
The thing about Dragonspine was that all evidence and clues were covered by snow or moved over from the strong winds. There were zero leads about what happened here.
“He has to be here somewhere…” I mumble.
On queue, a huge explosion at the top of the mountain startles us both. More purple smoke emitted from it, as if there was a volcanic eruption.
Kaeya and I both stumble in shock, both the noise and the rumble of the mountain scaring us.
That has to be Albedo. It has to be.
Without saying a word I grab Kaeya’s hand and start dragging him up the path that leads to the top of the mountain.
“Y/n!” he calls out in shock.
I ignored him, trying to get to Albedo as quickly as I could. He just made another move. If we don’t stop him now, who knows what could happen.
Following the path, Kaeya and I ran to the top of the mountain as quickly as we could. Not even taking a break by the fire places. The trip was exhausting but we made it.
The wind was so strong up here, it was hard to see what was right in front of us.
“Here’s there!” I hear Kaeya shout at me. I raise my hand to block any snow or ice that hits me in the face. Turning my head to see where Kaeya was pointing, I saw him. Albedo was working on something. There was an alchemy table, but it was different. It was gigantic in size. I've never seen anything like it.
Kaeya and I make eye contact, nodding at each other that we should start moving towards him. We push against the intense gusts of wind, using all the strength we can muster.
Weirdly, getting closer to the pale man made the wind less strong. As we closed the distance, the wind was barely moving. That meant two things… We could see him better, but he could also see us.
“Alb-” I start. Suddenly I hear something fall against the snow from behind me. Painful grunts follow.
I turn around and see Kaeya on the ground, holding his head in pain.
“Kaeya!!” I ran to him, kneeling down. I look at his face with worry. “What’s going on?!”
He doesn’t answer, just whimpering in pain. Just like how he did at the Tavern. I grab the back of his gently and put him close to me, wrapping my other arm around his shoulders.
“Kaeya this isn’t the time!!” I let out. I look at Albedo and he's smirking at both of us. Before I know it he starts running from the scene.
“Dammit!” I curse. I look at Kaeya who’s still writhing in pain and I look at the direction Albedo ran off to.
I don’t want to leave Kaeya… But Albedo is right there…
My breath gets heavy, not knowing what to do; eyes flashing between my best friend who’s having another episode and the alchemist who fled from us. I look back down at Kaeya.
When this happened to Kaeya before he shook it off after a while… right? So that means if I would still be able to chase after Albedo. No… but I can’t leave Kaeya… but he’d also be mad if I didn’t hunt him down… God, what do I do?
I argued with myself for what felt like hours, but only mere seconds had passed. My breathing was heavy with panic, but I had to do what had to be done.
“I’ll be back… I promise…” I whisper to Kaeya before letting him go and running after Albedo.
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|Hatred|
Rosita Espinosa x M!Reader
When hate turns to lust..or was it always lust?
Warnings: sexual content
1st person POV
(first time writing smut in a LONG time so bear with me)
Me, Rosita, Arron, and Maggie had been chosen to go on a supply trip, Maggie and Arron took one car while me and Rosita rode in another, Maggie thought it was best to cover more ground while I thought it was the stupidest fucking idea but of course there’s always some back door plan she has.
She’s been trying to get me and Rosita to get along since we met. I just can’t do it..she’s so insufferable. I glanced at her, taking my eyes off the road before looking back ahead. I.hated.her.
Period. Nothing was behind it, she was the worst to look at, even worse when her angelic voice filled my ears. I gripped the wheel tighter. “Fucking Maggie.” I thought to myself, I loved her but god I wish she didn’t do this. “Are we really gonna sit in silence the whole time?” Her voice, her fucking voice.
I shifted in my seat. “Yeah, I guess so.” I mumbled, not daring to look over at her. “Seriously.” She huffed. “I still don’t get why you hate me.” She whispered but I heard her. “You started it.” I countered. “What!?” She laughed offensively, I could tell she was looking at me. “You were the one who ignored me. Just up and out of nowhere decided I wasn’t good enough for your friendship or whatever.”
I remained silent, she wasn’t wrong. When we first met, maggie and sasha had found me in the woods very close to death. They luckily took pity on me and brung me to the group who luckily accepted me fairly quickly. When i met Rosita, I was star struck, i mean who wouldn’t be? She’s gorgeous.
I tried to remain friendly with her for the first month or so but my feelings just grew stronger but I assumed she would never see me in that same light, I mean look at her then look at me. She’d never go for me. So, I thought it would be best to just avoid her, hopefully get over these stupid feelings i have. That didn’t happen. She caught on I was avoiding her and instantly went defensive.
Soon we were at each others throats for no reason, I never meant anything i’ve said, just wanting to push her buttons and keep her as far from me as i can. Obviously right now it’s not working so well as she’s been sitting right next to me for the last week and we still have another week to go.
This first week was already stressful, yelling and bickering the whole time and when we weren’t we just didn’t talk. She seemed to be getting annoyed by that.
“See? i’m right, you don’t even have a defense.” She pointed out. “Shut up.” i gripped the wheel tighter. “Seriously, what changed. I know we weren’t super close but you just started avoiding me like a fucking plague. Did i do something?”
“Yes!” I talked fast before backpedaling. “I mean no!” She looked at me weird. I huffed and tried to focus on driving. “Stop there.” I glanced at where she was pointing. “Looks clear enough to set up a tent.”
We stopped in the middle of the woods. The area was circle enough for us to see if anything were to come at us. I grabbed my tent and started putting it up. “Where’s mine?” She asked. I looked at her confused. “Did you not grab it?” I asked. “What? you were supposed to grab it!? I picked up the food.” I laughed.
“It’s your tent. You should’ve grabbed it.” She glared at me. “We’ll now we’re sharing.” I looked at her crazy. “What?? no.” I finished the tent and stood up. “yep.” she said, popping the p as she placed her bags inside. I huffed and grabbed my bags.
“We should take a look around, see if we can find anything.” I said dryly. She nodded and grabbed her backpack and gun as I did the same. We started walking towards where we knew the nearest town was before we made it, we found a building in the middle of the woods. It was a cabin, looked like no one had been there in a while.
“Be carful.” I said as I opened the door and walked into, Rosita walking in behind me. We went separate ways as she went to the kitchen and i went into the living room. i glanced around a moment not really seeing anything till i heard shuffling then rosita yell and grunt.
I quickly ran to the kitchen, seeing a walker on top of her i moved and grabbed my knife. Grabbing the walker and pulling it off and to the side then stabbing it in the head. “No! I had it.”I heard Rosita yell as she stood up. I turned to her with a crazy look.
“Didn’t look like you had when he was inches apart from ripping your face off!?” I yelled back. She rolled her and took a step closer. “I had it just fucking fine! I don’t need you to save me!” I took a step closer this time. “Oh i should just let you get your face eaten off??” I laughed angrily. “I would’ve killed it?” She stepped closer again.
I paused for a moment, taking her in. My eyes trailed down from her eyes, then her nose, lastly her lips. I quickly trailed them back up to her eyes, but she wasn’t looking at my eyes anymore, she was looking at my lips. I swallowed. “Fuck you.” I whispered knowing she could hear me from how close we were.
Her breath hitched, her eyes moving back up to mine. She paused a moment before speaking. “God I hate you.” I couldn’t speak before her lips where on mine. It wasn’t soft nor delicate, it was hard and fast. It was lustful, my hands went to her waist and i pulled her closer to me. Her hands went straight to my hair, curling them into it and pulling at the strands. I backed her up into the kitchen counter.
She jumped up on the counter without breaking the kiss and then wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me closer. I pulled away for a moment, watching her chest go and up and down quickly, she was breathing heavily. I leaned down and started pressing kisses down her neck, my hands sliding under her shirt, to her stomach then back down to her waist and and over again.
She pulled me closer into her neck as i started to leave marks. I grounded my hips into her, both of us letting out a small moan. I pulled away from her and she instantly gripped at the hem of my shirt, I lifted my arms and took off my shirt, throwing it away. She ran her fingers down my back and pulled me back into another kiss.
I pulled away for a moment. “For some who said they hate me, you sure do seem to want this.” I smiled. “Shut up.” She quickly lifted her shirt off then her bra. I paused, taking her in. “you’re beautiful.” She looked up at me. She didn’t speak only pulled me into another kiss. I gripped her hips and unbuttoned her shorts, she lifted her hips and i pulled them off. I pulled away again, moving my lips down her next to her collarbone. she arched her back as i placed my lips around her nipple, licking and sucking as she gripped my hair.
I moaned as she pulled my hair, my hand playing with her another nipple before switching. After a minute I continued to move down, to her legs then her thighs, slowly kissing around. “Please.” I heard her whisper. I looked up at her as i sat on my knees. “Please what.” I asked as i trailed my fingers around her underwear. “Fuck me.” She looked down at me, her voice low and lustful. I breathed heavily and moved her panties off. I moved up to her and slowly did one lick of her clit.
She rutted her hips against my face as I started to move my tongue faster. “Fuck..” She moaned. God I loved the noises she made, I wanted to put them on a soundtrack and be able to listen to them forever. It wasn’t long before she was moving her hips faster and moaning louder. “Come on Rosita, your doing so good.”
She arched her back up and moaned load as she came. I licked her clean, slowly to help her come down from her high. “You okay?” I asked her as I stood up. She slightly smiled at me. She sat up and kissed me. “I want you inside me.” She whimpered. My breath caught at the thought. “here?” I asked. She nodded. “I can’t wait anymore.”
I pulled back slightly, sliding off my pants then my boxers. I watched as she reached her hand down to my cock, sliding her over it and slowly stroking. “fuck.” I groaned, placing my hands on the counter as i slightly leaned forward. I reached my hand down and took over then i slide over her folds, we both moaned.
I slowly started to push inside, she gripped my hair tighter and moaned loudly. I stopped about halfway. “God your so big.” She whimpered and signaled for me to keep going. I slowly pushed in the rest of the way. I stopped again for a moment and looked at her to see if she was okay. “I’m good.” she smiled and nodded.
I slowly started to move my hips back and forth. Slowly at first but i began to push faster. “Fuck.” she let out a throaty moan. I groaned and moved my hips faster. “You feel so good Rosita.” I talked lowly. “Y/n” She moaned, moving her hips in synced with mine.
“I’m gonna-“She didn’t finish before she came undone, I kept moving my hips. “Come on pretty girl you can give me one more” I kissed the side of her neck. She moaned loudly. I could tell she was about to come again as she got louder and louder.
“Fuck-“ She was again cut her self of as she came. I pulled out and slowly stroked myself as I came with her. I reached my hand down to help her through it. I was breathing heavily but i quickly moved and unzipped my bag, grabbing a small towel and a water bottle. I stood back up and placed the water beside her. “For you, if you want it.” I said as I used the rag to clean us up. She smiled at me and took a sip.
I pulled up my boxers then my pants. I reached down and grabbed her shorts. “Thank you.” I smiled and stepped back. “We should bet back to camp.” She sighed and nodded. Grabbing her stuff and what we found.
Back at camp she sat on the ground as i was cooking us the rabbit we caught on the way back. “You okay?” I asked worriedly, she say starring at the dirt not saying anything. Was she regretting it? Was it only sex to her?
“Why do you hate me?” She asked after a moment. I froze. For a moment I thought about lying but that would get us nowhere. I sighed and turned to her. “I don’t.” I said sincerely. She huffed. “You don’t act like you don’t”. I looked down at the ground. “I’m sorry okay? I know I started ignoring you and I didn’t give you explanation why.” I looked back up at her. “Why’d you do it?” she asked.
“I was scared.” I confessed. “What? scared of what.” She looked so confused. “I really liked you Rosita.” I looked towards the ground. “I really like you.” “Like?” i huffed. “Like I wanted to kiss you since i saw you, you so sweet and a totally badass I mean who wouldn’t like you! but I didn’t think you’d you know..” I didn’t dare to look up. “like you back?” I heard her shuffle closer.
“We’ll your wrong.” I looked up. “I do like you.”My breath caught. “I didn’t hate you, I just thought you hated me.” She didn’t let me speak before she kissed me. I smiled and laughed. “So i’m an idiot?” She laughed. “A big one.” I scoffed, faking offense. “Your not supposed to agree.” I huffed jokingly causing her to laugh.
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The Demon’s Queen
Chapter Ten
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The plane ride to Paris was uneventful.  It was just himself and Tim, and both were trying to find any clues from their laptops.  The sound keys being hit filled the plane until Tim let out a loud sigh of frustration.  
“No luck either?”
Bruce asked casually as he turned to face his youngest son.
“No.  I’ve been reviewing different security cams for the past three hours and I haven’t found a single thing except how crazy some of the Akuma Attacks were.”
Tim paused for a long moment, his brows furrowed and lips turned down letting his features show how concerned and unsettled he was.
“Some of them were really bad B.  Like even worse than the things we’ve seen in Gotham.”
That last comment made Bruce’s lips turn down into a grim frown.  To imagine it was only these two kids for so many years without any help.  If he had known about the whole situation, he would have been more than happy to lend his support in whatever way they needed.  Now, it was too late, and one of the kids was in trouble that could have been avoided if they had known sooner.  
“We’ll figure this out Tim.  Wayne Enterprises will help the people there in whatever way we’re able to.  And Batman and Red Robin will find and bring a hero back home.”
He said gently as he looked his son in the eyes.  Tim gave a firm nod, before he turned back to his laptop, continuing whatever it was he was doing with a renewed vigor.  Bruce would figure this out, nothing would stop him from finding this child and helping her back home no matter how long it took.
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Damian was born in the shadows, and while some use that metaphorically, for Damin, it was literal.  So when he decided to hide in them, they welcomed him like they were the oldest of friends.  Damian watched from the shadows as Marinette trained, she had been with the League for a little over a month now, and she was making great progress in that short amount of time.  He was sure that she would be just as skilled as his mother in the near future.  Speaking of his mother, she was to return from her mission today.  He should go, wait for Talia at the entrance, but for some reason he just wanted to watch her movements.
Her face was pinched with both frustration and what appeared to be some sort of self loathing.  Her body language showed that she was more open to the critique of Hadid, like she trusted him more than the others here as her body showed she had more of her guard up with them.
He watched as she landed a hit, moving away in one swift movement to avoid Hadid’s counter.
“That move was perfect…that is if your definition of perfect is a ballerina that trips over her own feet.”
A frown marred her lips as she deepened her stance slightly, angling her feet till they were at the proper angle before she attacked again, this time with more force than the last, though this time she was quickly blocked and thrown to the floor.
“Good try, though I’m sure your great-grandmother could have landed that.”
It went on like this for what felt like hours, but as the fighting got faster and harsher, so did the words spoken.  Despite that, Hadid never seemed to lose the calm connectedness that was his voice, never did he sound of breath, or exhausted.  But there was a gleam in his eyes that seemed to grow, a cruel smile on his lips.  Gentle touches that were quickly turned against her, but he never stopped it.  Despite the feelings warring in his chest as he observed the anguish that continued to grow in her body language and demeanor, he never stopped it.  This was exactly the type of training that he endured, and if she was to become one of his generals she would need to learn that this was the way of The League of Assassins.
“So this is the reason you didn’t greet me MyDemon.”
Damian didn’t jump nor did he flinch, though he wanted to.
“I apologize Mother.  I was observing how the training of one of my future generals is going.”
He said as he turned towards his mother, bowing on one knee.  He may be the Demon’s Head, but his mother was the reason he was here in the first place, and he would not dishonor her.  Talia rested her hand against his hair, the smallest of smiles on her lips before she looked up at watched the match before her.
“The girl?”
She asked softly, removing her hand from his head, a single that he could stand with her.  
“Yes.”
Talia hummed as they both stood quietly in the shadows just watching as the girl fought and seemingly failed at every turn.
“She is very skilled, where did she come from?”
“I took her from France.  She was the past Ladybug Miraculous holder and apparently the Grad Guardian of the Miraculous Box of Life.”
Not much shocked Talia, but that was news to her.  She had thought that all of the monks had died and with the destruction of their temple, the loss of all of the Miraculous and their creatures.
“That girl is the Grand Guardian?  She looks far too young according to their customs.”
“The Guardian before her was forced to pass over ownership to her because a villain that was in possession of two of the Miraculous, had captured the past Guardian.  I checked, he is of no use to us as he remembers nothing.  It is all in my report if you wish to read it, Mother.”
“Yes, I think I will.  What did you say her name was again?”
“Marinette.”
“No last name.”
“It is unimportant now, but I believe it was Dupain-Cheng.”
“Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, that name does not set off any alarms.  Only time will tell.”
“Indeed.”
“I wish to introduce myself.”
“Of course, Mother.”
And with that, they both emerged from the shadows of the room, putting a pause to the training session.
“My Demon, My Liege.”
Hadid said with a deep bow, but Marinette didn’t bend, simply glaring at him as she panted for breath.  She glanced over at Talia, eyes scrunched with slight confusion before they widened slightly in understanding.  She was still far too easy to read, hopefully one day they could train her out of that (part of him never wanted her to lose that, he liked being able to read her emotions).
“Marinette, this is my Mother, Talia al Ghul.”
Marinette stood up straight, looking Talia in the eyes with her lips turned down to show her displeasure at the situation.  Talia stared back, never wavering.  Manyhad tried to stand up mto Talia, none had succeeded, but that didn’t stop this girl from trying.  Neither would back down, Talia could tell that much.  There was a fire behind her eyes, one that would be very hard to extinguish.  She wondered if it was like this before she came here, wondered if it had dimmed at all since she started her training here.  The silence seemed to grow as the two just stared at each other, one out of defiance the other with curious examination.  A small smirk creeped onto Talia’s lips as she finally broke eye contact first to look at her son.
“I would like her to dine with us tonight, make sure she has something suitable to wear.”
“Of course Mother.”
Damian replied with a short bow as Talia left the room without another word.
He could feel Marinette’s eyes burning into him, if he looked he knew there would be some sort of glare on her face.  It didn’t now, he still had time to convince her that The LEague was better for her than anywhere else.  His spies had told him that the Bat still hadn’t found anything yet, that they were not suspected.  But Damian knew that wouldn’t last much longer.  His father was known as “The World’s Greatest Detective” after all.  Not to mention the amount of resources he had with the Justice League who were also a part of this case.  He was glad that Grandfather had lined the insides of the wall with lead so that no kryptonian could hear what went on here.  Without glancing at her he too left the training room.  He would get her when it was time, for now he would need to discuss important matters with his mother as well as her last mission.
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When Your Friendship Groups Meet For The First Time ~ BTS Reaction
Jin:
A sigh of relief came from the two of you as you walked out into your garden, glad to get a moment of peace, closing the door on the noise that was coming from inside your home and your friendship groups.
“It’s crazy in there,” you spoke up, collapsing down to sit on the floor. “I knew it would be chaos with how stupid all of our friends could be, but I didn’t think putting them together like that could cause such carnage.”
“I’ve performed in front of thousands, and I don’t think my mind has ever had to work as hard as it has in there with all of that noise,” Jin laughed in reply to you, holding your hand.
You rested down against his shoulder, “do you think that we could just hide out here for the rest of the night? Would any of them really notice if the hosts of the party just wanted a little bit of peace and quiet?”
“I reckon we hide for as long as possible,” Jin suggested, “I can’t go back in there, the mayhem is tipping me onto the verge of a breakdown Y/N.”
“Why do we have to have such crazy friends?” You joked, “why can’t they be normal?”
“They must be crazy for being friends with us.”
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Yoongi:
You looked around everywhere as you heard Yoongi call out your name only being able to spot him by the hand that was waving in the sea of friends, pushing through the group of them to be able to get to him.
“Can we get them out?” Was all that he said as soon as you were within earshot of him. “Help me come up with a plan to get rid of them all, my social battery drained about an hour ago with all of these people.”
“You were the one who said it would be a good idea to introduce everyone to each other,” you reminded him, unable to stop yourself from teasing an exhausted Yoongi.
His head nodded dejectedly, “that may have been a mistake on my part,” he acknowledged, “with hindsight maybe we should have just continued enjoyed my friends and your friends rather than blending them together.”
“If this is what they’re like now, think what they’ll be like at the wedding,” you joked, hearing yet another groan of frustration come from Yoongi.
“Is it too late to decide that we don’t want guests anymore?” He joked, “please?”
“I think it might be a little too late.”
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Hoseok:
Your hand cupped behind your ear as Hobi tried to talk to you, finding yourself having to stick as close to his side as you possibly could to stand any chance of hearing what it was that he was trying to say.
“I said that things seem to be going well, don’t they?” Hobi shouted into your cupped ear. For you, it still sounded like a whisper though in amongst the noise, just about managing to hear what it was that he was saying.
“I didn’t think it would be this noisy,” you yelled in response to him, “the sound of people laughing is slowly starting to give me a headache,” you added, pressing against your temple.
Hobi nodded in agreement with you as he wrapped a supportive arm around your frame, “I can’t walk anywhere without having someone laugh in my ear, and I know for a fact no one here is as funny as I am.”
“Maybe we should be glad that they’re getting along,” you suggested, “even though I feel like I’m spinning around at ninety miles an hour right now.”
“We’ll regret it in the morning,” Hobi told you, “my head is already pounding.”
“Agreed, I don’t know why we thought to do this.”
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Namjoon:
Your smile grew as finally you managed to locate Namjoon after looking for him for quite some time in amongst your friends. You had to drag him away from a mix of your friends and his to be able to speak to him.
“I think we’re going to run out of drink soon,” you told him. “I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve heard drinking games be recommend so that everyone can get to know each other a little bit better.”
“We should be happy they’re getting along,” Namjoon reasoned, “but right now I feel like I’m living in a bubble, can you just pinch me so that I know that I’m not dreaming.”
Your hand pushed against his arm instead, “you’re definitely not dreaming, as much as maybe I wish I was. Why are they all getting on so well? Aren’t different friendship groups supposed to hate each or something?”
“I would rather see them fight then get along,” Namjoon joked, “if one more cork gets popped, I’m scared that a window will end up breaking.”
“It’s like dealing with children,” you sighed, “or maybe even worse than that.”
“This is definitely worse than any of that.”
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Jimin:
The feeling of a hand grabbing onto you took you by surprise in the middle of the large crowd of both of your friends. As you looked up though, you were relieved to see Jimin pulling you into a quiet corner.
“Are you alright? Surviving?” Jimin laughed, needing a moment of peace simply to be able to catch his breath. “I’ve not stopped talking all night because everyone wants to be introduced to everyone else.”
“Me too,” you agreed, grabbing a drink off of the side of the counter in the kitchen, “everywhere I look there are people who I didn’t expect to see talking, talking together.”
Jimin weakly smiled back across at you, “I thought that our friendship groups would divide, but they seem to be getting on better than they do with either of us. I think Jungkook might be in love with Y/F/N already.”
“I’ve had to listen to Y/F/N tell me how much she loves Jin’s laugh at least five times,” you told him, “I mean he’s not even that funny when he’s drunk.”
“What were we thinking?” Jimin scoffed, “why did we decide to do this?”
“I think we both know this was a stupid idea.”
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Taehyung:
You both dropped to the floor as you closed the door on your last friend who had attended the party that the two of you had thrown. It was much later than you both expected, and much messier for you both too.
“Never again,” Taehyung laughed as he made the most of the quiet that was finally around your home again. “I don’t care how well everyone got on tonight, we are never offering to host everyone again.”
“I couldn’t agree more,” you chuckled, laying yourself down on the floor, “I’ve never heard so many people in one room in my life, I can still hear the sound of laughing in my head.”
Taehyung slowly slumped down and laid down with you, “I don’t know what we were thinking when we came up with the idea of introducing our friendship groups to one another, it was definitely a bad one.”
“I know we wanted everyone to get along, but I didn’t think they’d get along this well,” you frowned, “I feel like I’ve just babysat fifty toddlers.”
“I work hard,” Taehyung sighed, “but I don’t think I’ve ever worked like this.”
“Running a marathon would be much easier.”
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Jungkook:
A sigh came from you as you looked out at the crowds that were gathering all around your house before looking to Jungkook beside you. As soon as your eyes met, the two of you found yourselves laughing.
“This is beginning to feel like it was a bad idea,” you admitted to him, “everyone seems like they’re having too much fun, how are we going to be able to get everyone out? They’ll want to stay all night long.”
“What about if we accidentally set off the smoke alarm or something?” Jungkook laughed, “or if one of us pretends to hurt themselves leaving them with no choice but to go.”
The smile on your face turned up as Jungkook threw his arm around you. “You know, I blame you for inviting the boys to this party, my friends aren’t used to enjoying all of the stupid games that you play at the dorm.”
“But look at how much they’re enjoying themselves,” Jungkook reminded you, “it seems that our friends are getting on perfectly, like we don’t exist.”
“They’re never going to leave,” you frowned, “this party will carry on forever.”
“We’ll get them out, one way or another, don’t worry.”
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He’s torn away from the memory by pain in his hand.
“Ow! Raph! That’s too tight!
“S-Sorry, big guy.”
Mikey looks up and sees him hold his other hand over his eye.
He understands immediately that seeing Aoi that way probably brought back some bad memories.
“Alright, that’s it! This is too dangerous. No more of it today, maybe ever!” Splinter stands up and starts trying to pull them away from the pillows.
“But dad!”
“No buts Orange! You need a break, right now. Go watch skateboarding or play some video games or you’re grounded!” He points towards the doors.
Mikey sighs and leads Raph out. The door slams closed behind them. Raph starts fiddling with his mask. Mikey knows that he’s thinking too hard about it all.
“Do you want to go have a cuddle pile with Leo and Donnie?”
Raph nods.
Mikey picks him up without thinking and starts walking to Donnie’s room.
“Say what!? Since when were you this strong!?”
“Oh, uh, for a while! You’ve seen me throw buses and buildings before.”
“Right….guess I never thought about it.”
Mikey smiles and keeps walking. Raph gets the door open, revealing Donnie and Leo laying on the bed as someone drones on about data from Leo’s phone. They both look at their brothers with surprise at the position they’re in.
“That isn’t strange at all he said sarcastically.” Donnie comments.
“The memory we saw left Raph a little shaken up.” Mikey takes him to the bed.
Leo and Donnie move over, giving their brothers space to lay down next to them.
“Alright, now hold up your of the deal. Tell me what happened.”
Mikey and Raph explain exactly what they saw and how Splinter forbade them from anymore ninpo memory sharing.
“Yeesh, dad’s really worried about this.”
“He’s still learning to accept and trust the Hamato again Leo. We can’t really blame him.” Raph sighs.
“Do you think the eye thing was what made you cry?” Mikey looks at Donnie.
He sighs.
“No. I didn’t know about it until you said something. If you’re all going to hound me for answers…..whatever happened to Tomo made him feel like half of his soul is gone. Having that moment between him and Aoi just made it hurt a lot more.”
“We can’t just stop now then! We have to see what happens!”
“But pops said we couldn’t anymore.” Raph insists.
“Technically it just happens while we’re sleeping next to each other, right? Soooo we won’t be disobeying him, we’ll just be napping!” Leo smirks.
“Are you sure you want to jump back in like that? You….won’t have an eye if the next memory is after what we saw.” Mikey looks at him with concern.
“It’s not like I actually lost it. Once we’re done I have my eye back and it’s all good again.”
“Alright, what’s the real reason you’re pushing this so hard? What’s going on?” Raph nudges him.
Leo looks away.
“I….like knowing that….I didn’t always screw up being a leader. Aoi was so good at protecting all of you. He was just a kid and he was leading better than I did. The only person he let get hurt was himself. It’s what I should have been doing from the start.”
Raph puts his hands on Leo’s shoulders.
“Leo, I mean this in the nicest way possible…..” He smiles at him.
Leo smiles back until Raph starts shaking him.
“Are you crazy!? If you ever even think about doing something like that again I will wrap you up in a blanket and stick you into my mountain of plushies until you’re 40!”
Mikey hugs him tightly and looks up with him with the saddest puppy dog eyes he can muster.
“If you get hurt like that I-I’ll start crying and i-if I start crying I won’t be able to stop for a long time and-!” He takes a big, deep breath.
Donnie wraps his arms around Leo and hides his face in his shoulder silently.
“Okay! Okay! I get it! I’m not losing my life or any limbs if I can help it!” Leo insists.
“That’s more like it! Let’s get some Bluey and skateboarding videos on.” Raph changes the video.
“Oooo, you know I love blue characters.”
They spend most of the rest of the day watching videos, playing games, and eating pizza.
So really it was a pretty normal day.
They still decide to sleep in the same room when it finally came down to it. They’d have the dreams no matter what most likely, especially after how deep they dug with their ninpo. At least they’d experience whatever it was together.
It was surprising for all of them to wind up in an open field. Tora and Tomo sat on their knees together as Aoi and Kosuke seemed to be training. They each had wooden staffs in their hands.
The memory must be before he lost an eye because he didn’t look injured at all.
Kosuke fruitlessly tries to at least get one hit in, but Aoi doesn’t leave a single opening. He lightly jabs him in the side.
“Ow….this isn’t a fair fight, you’re bigger, stronger and older.”
“When someone decides to fight you, it’s probably because they’re all of those things. I’m the best opponent to help prepare you for a real battle!”
“But nothing I do against you with this works.”
“That’s why you need to get creative with whatever you have. Here, let Tora show you.”
Kosuke walks over to her and Tomo, handing her the wooden staff. Tora jumps up excitedly and takes his place in their unofficial training ring.
“Kumite!” He rushes at her.
She gets into a defensive stance and waits for him to get close. Once he does, she moves to the side, drops down, and shoves her weapon towards his legs.
He falls onto his hands and knees. She whacks his arms and back until he’s fully on the ground then stands on top of him victoriously.
Kosuke claps and cheers for her. Tomo looks slightly perturbed.
“Alright alright, good job, but you can get off now!”
Tora gets off and helps him up.
“Never stop until you know your enemy can’t hurt you anymore and never celebrate too early. That’s what Aoi always says.”
“And where exactly did you learn these rules and moves?” Tomo raises an eyebrow., looking at Aoi.
“Every town we visit, I spy at people training!”
“We spy at people training!….If I can get over the fence…..” Tora corrects.
“If you guys aren’t good at bo stuff, there’s also fighting with fists and feet, wrestling, and real weapons! Once we make enough money, we’re definitely getting some.”
Tomo thinks for a moment then stands up.
“I want to go next.”
“Alright! Let’s see how you do.”
Tora hands him the staff and takes his seat.
“Go Aoi! Show him you’re the best!”
“Ready?” Aoi smiles at him.
Tomo nods.
“Kumite!” He charges at him.
Tomo whirls his staff around before hitting the top of Aoi’s staff and causing it to bonk his forehead.
Both Kosuke and Tora gasp.
Aoi is caught by surprise. Tomo uses this opportunity to hit his elbow and then his knee. Aoi drops his weapon and to a knee. Tomo points the end of the staff at his face.
“In this case, I think I’m the best.”
Tora and Kosuke go wild with cheering.
“That was amazing….where did you learn how to do that?”
Tomo holds his hand out in response which Aoi takes as help to stand up.
“It doesn’t matter. Just focus on the fact that you have someone who can actually teach you properly.”
“Well, you can teach wooden staff stuff, but there is one thing I can teach you.”
“What?”
“Wrestling!”
He pulls him down to the ground as he struggles, insisting to be let go. Aoi only does so when Tomo admits defeat. He releases him and chuckles as they both lay on the ground.
Tomo huffs and looks less than happy but Kosuke and Tora soon join them since they felt left out. They end up looking at the sky as the clouds pass by. They point out weirdly shaped ones and make up random objects they could be.
Tomo starts to smile as he feels the sun warming him up while they relax and laugh. He closes his eyes to fully take in the warmth and listen to the sound of his siblings.
When he opens them, he’s staring down at a different blue from the sky. An icey blue of a cold stream. A chill hits his face and spreads throughout his body.
He picks up the buckets of water he had collected and makes his way through partially snow covered land, eventually arriving at the less than perfect cabin they’ve been staying in.
Tora and Kosuke turn to him. They’re covered up with a thick blanket as they sit in front of a fire.
Tomo scans the area a bit and tenses when he sees that someone is missing.
“Where’s Aoi? He shouldn’t be going anywhere by himself!”
“He said not to worry and that he’d be right back.” Tora answer.
“He didn’t say where!? How could you just let him go!?”
“Tomo, it’s okay! He said it wasn’t far!” Kosuke leaves the blanket and tries to calm him down.
Tomo puts the buckets on the ground and rushes back out the door. Tora and Kosuke chase after him, yelling while trying to get him to come back.
He stops and screams out for him. The air burns his lungs and the wind doesn’t help in the slightest.
Tora and Kosuke try to get to him to calm down and go inside. He doesn’t listen to them as he keeps yelling for him.
It’s then that they all see a blue form running towards them. It’s Aoi, his eye covered and holding several items wrapped up in cloth to hide them.
“What are you doing? I thought you were collecting water!“
Tomo can’t help but sob into his chest. His whole body shakes. Saying that it was all from the cold would be a lie.
He can vaguely hear Tora and Kosuke explaining what happened. He then feels himself get lifted up. There’s a small bit of walking until he feels the cold go away.
It’s only then that he lifts up his head and sees Aoi looking down at him with a concerned smile.
Tomo stares directly at the eyepatch he’d been wearing since he healed. He shakily reaches up to it, Aoi doesn’t make any moves to stop him. He lifts it up, checking for any sign that anything was wrong. Only once he finds absolutely nothing does he put it back down.
“Are you okay now?”
“Where….where did you go?”
“I was just picking up some things, they told you, didn’t they?”
Tomo looks down.
“I….I was worried….you shouldn’t go out alone…..”
“Hey, you heard what those healers said before. I’m 100% better. I can go place by myself. Nothing happened.”
“What if you were attacked again? You’d have been alone!”
“Actually….that’s why I went out to get these things. I was hoping to keep them hidden until New Years but I should probably just show you now. Take a seat, everyone.”
They all do as asked, including Aoi.
“After what happened to me, I realized that something needs to change. We can kinda defend ourselves, but we don’t stand a chance if they have weapons and we don’t. So….”
He lays the rolled up tarp on the ground and unfurls it.
Inside, there was a bo staff, a short sword, a longer sword, finger claw looking weapons, and some throwing stars.
Each weapon had a corresponding bandana attached to it.
Tomo definitely noticed that there was more than one weapon for him.
“Wow! What are these?” Tora takes a look at the ones for her.
“They go on your fingers. You’re the tiger, so you should have some claws for protection. They’re called neko-te.” Aoi answers.
“And the bandanna?”
“It’s to show we’re a team!” He takes the bandanna and carefully wraps it around her forehead, under her bangs.
She squeals happily, clawing the air.
Kosuke takes the throwing stars.
“So cool! Can you tie mine too?”
Aoi happily does as asked.
Tomo looks at the two weapons with purple on them. The bo made sense. The shorter sword didn’t.
“I….don’t get it….”
“Oh, well, these weapons I may or may not have “collected” and traded some man hours for, no too important where they came from-“
“No, I don’t get why you gave me this.” He continues looking at the sword, furrowing his brow.
“So, samurai have two different swords. One is long and one is short, I’m gonna be using the long one. Since I have a blind spot now, and you’re so good with the bo, I was thinking we could be a partners when we need to fight! I go all long range, and you can take care of short range for me. For you it’s mainly backup for your bo!” Aoi ties his bandanna on, his has a metal plate on the front.
Tomo knows what it’s for. Blocking sword swipes to the head. He hates it. He picks up the sword with both his hands and frowns deeply.
“I can’t do it.”
“What? Do you not like the sword? I could get a different one if you want-“
“No!”
Everyone looks at him in surprise except for Kosuke who seems like he was expecting this.
“No….I just can’t….”
“Why? Tomo, you’ve been acting weird ever since what happened to me. I know it was scary, but I’m better now and with these we can protect ourselves.”
“A sword did this to you and you want to use one!?”
“How else am I going to avoid it happening again!?”
Tomo shakes in anger.
“By not putting yourself in danger you idiot!”
“I’m not an idiot for protecting all of you! I told you what the rule was!”
“I don’t care about your dumb rule! Stop throwing your life away, Haru!”
There’s a deafening silence.
“Who’s Haru?” Tora questions.
Tomo looks down at the floor.
“My twin. She was my sister.”
“The one you said was gone….” Aoi nearly whispers.
Tomo rubs the hilt of the sword in his hands.
“She was named after Spring….”
He grips it tightly.
“….and she was cut down in Winter.”
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