#and i feel like they'll keep him in the hotel for as long as possible because he's a very popular character

[purpleshadow-star]

So, the season finale of Hazbin Hotel came out last night.

Spoilers ahead

I was never part of the Hazbin Hotel or Helluva Boss fandom(s), though I have been watching Helluva Boss since about midway through when season one was being released. I only watched the pilot for Hazbin Hotel maybe six months to a year ago, and I only ever watched it once. I never kept up with VivziePop or whatever was happening behind the scenes. I watched Hazbin Hotel as it came out the past few weeks, I’ve watched some TikToks about it over the past week, and I read through a few (like, three) of the character’s wiki pages like, yesterday.

So, with all of my inexperience in the fandom and in this universe, I’m going to try to predict how the show is going to end.

Kind of.

Well, I’m going to make a prediction.

I think Angel Dust will be the last resident of the hotel we see get redeemed.

Angel was the first resident of the hotel. It’s only fitting that he’d be the last (that we see, anyway).

I think that season one was almost like a set-up season. The main characters and their characterizations/arcs have been established. The main problem, the extermination, has been temporarily dealt with. It’s been proven that the main objective in the show, redeeming sinners through the Hazbin Hotel, is possible. Seeds of a bigger plot and future trouble have been planted.

Now that the bigger plot things are out of the way, I think the show will be able to (hopefully) slow the pace down now and really focus on the hotel itself and the redemption process of the sinners that choose to be there, along with the individual characters and their personal journeys and arcs.

I think that Sir Pentious getting redeemed and making it into Heaven proved that the concept of the hotel can work, so now that they have the bigger, newly built hotel, they’ll start to get more residents. We’ll meet and bond with more characters as the seasons go on and they’ll go through the hotel and eventually get redeemed and go to Heaven.

I think that during all of this, for the next few seasons, we’ll see Angel work towards redeeming himself too. At this point, he’s accepted the hotel. He’s accepted his place there and he’s been visibly getting better. We’ll see him continue his path to redemption while also dealing with Valentino, his contract with him, and any other personal conflicts that arise.

I think that partway through the show, we’ll see Angel start to kind of put off becoming fully redeemed. Maybe he’ll just slow down, but I think we’ll see him become more apprehensive about completing his redemption.

At this point, he’ll probably already be in an official relationship with Husk, and his situation with Valentino might be resolved or at least not as much of an issue anymore. I think he’ll start putting off officially moving on into Heaven because he realizes that he doesn’t want to leave his friends behind. He won't want to leave the friends he’s made at the hotel, so even though he might be ready or almost ready to go to Heaven, he’ll just keep putting it off.

I think Angel’s ascension to Heaven will be the big series finale. I think that it’ll be a big emotional moment. Angel will accept that it’s time to move on, and there will be an emotional scene where he says goodbye to Charlie (who, as a Hellborn demon and not a mortal soul, can’t go to Heaven like the other sinners), and Vaggie (who will choose to stay with Charlie and has no desire to go back to Heaven), and probably Alastor (who loves his power and control too much to want anything to do with redemption himself) and maybe Niffty (I’m undecided about whether she’ll try for redemption, but I’m thinking no, at least as of right now). If Husk stays behind, that’ll be an absolutely heartbreaking goodbye too, but I’m thinking that, at some point in the show, Husk might decide to try for redemption as well, so maybe he and Angel are going together and saying their goodbyes together.

I think we’ll get a teary goodbye for the people Angel is leaving behind in Hell, but we’ll also get a joyous reunion scene where he meets up with all the redeemed souls in Heaven as well. He’ll get to see all the former residents we got to meet throughout the show, and maybe he’ll even have a moment where he gets to reunite with his sister, too. It’ll be a somewhat bittersweet moment, but a happy one overall, because Angel Dust, the first resident of the Hazbin Hotel, who didn’t take it seriously in the beginning and thought redemption wasn’t possible, who went through so much in Hell and who didn’t think things could get better for him, will have finally completed the journey to redemption and moved on to Heaven.

And then maybe we’ll get an epilogue-esque scene or series of clips of Charlie and Vaggie happily continuing to help redeem sinners in the Hazbin Hotel, of Angel and the other redeemed souls happily living their best afterlives in Heaven, of the redeemed sinners meeting and welcoming new redeemed souls into Heaven as they come in.

And maybe, taking place some time in the future, maybe years after Angel goes to Heaven, we’ll get a moment of Charlie and Vaggie, and any of the other original cast that stayed in Hell, being allowed to take a day trip into Heaven. Maybe we’ll get to see them reunite with the redeemed sinners in Heaven in person for the first time since the redeemed souls left, and it’ll be a happy reunion where they’re all just happy to see each other again and catch up. Maybe at this point the show has already established a way for the redeemed souls to still be able to communicate and keep in touch with those in Hell, so maybe this isn’t the first time the two groups have spoken to each other since the redeemed souls left the hotel, but maybe it is the first time since the redeemed souls left that they’ve been able to see each other in person, so the teary hugs all around are expected and maybe even appreciated.

Maybe the show will end on a happy note, where our first and most skeptical hotel resident ends up happily redeemed with a partner who loves and values him for who he is and friends who care for him, and where our main character is able to fulfill her dreams of helping her subjects find the best version of themselves and move on to a better place.

Maybe the extermination no longer happens, so there’s no more deadlines. Maybe being redeemed is no longer just an escape from second death. Not every soul in Hell is going to want to change, but for Charlie, it’s not about redeeming every soul. The Hazbin Hotel started as a way to decrease Hell’s population so that the extermination would no longer be necessary, so that no more souls, however awful, would be needlessly killed, but Charlie knows that the extermination was never about overpopulation, and yet she’s still going through with the hotel and she’s still working to redeem sinners.

So, maybe the extermination is a thing of the past, but Charlie will still continue running the hotel and giving sinners another chance, because everyone deserves another chance. Because Hell isn’t forever, and despite whatever some people did when they were alive, they deserve the chance to try to redeem themselves. They deserve the chance to try to be better. And that’s Charlie’s dream. She just wants to give her subjects the opportunity to do better, and not everyone will take it, but in the end, we'll see that all the effort was worth it for those few souls who do.

So, to recap: I think Angel Dust will be the last sinner we see get redeemed. We might get clips and/or mentions of souls after him, but he’ll be the last character to go to Heaven who’s journey to redemption we’ve seen. In the series finale, he’ll be the last major character to be redeemed, and we’ll get to see him live his best life in Heaven while Charlie happily stays behind in Hell to help guide more souls along the path to redemption.

Or at least, that’s something I’d like to see, anyway.

#even if this doesnt happen i think it's a cool idea lol #i love the idea of angel starting the hotel and then finishing it (for us) #like i feel like angel moving on should be a big deal right? #there's no way they wont make it a big deal #and i feel like they'll keep him in the hotel for as long as possible because he's a very popular character #and sending him to heaven earlier would split the focus of the show too much bc there's no way they'd write him off the show #and he has a lot to resolve in hell before going to heaven ie the situation with valentino and his slow burn with husk #there'd not be enough proper time for that if he goes to heaven too early #but there's also no way he doesn't go to heaven in the end lol not with his current tragic 'life' story #i also really hope husk tries for redemption and goes with angel in the end #it would suck for angel to finally find and bond with someone who actually loves him for who he is only to have to leave him behind #that would suck #so idk this might be a hot take but i really do want husk to eventually start working towards redemption #but i also want it to be bc he wants it. not just for angel if that makes sense #like getting to stay with angel is definitely nice and good for him but i want him to ultimately try for redemption for himself yknow #anyway ive gotten way off track lol #i also kinda got off track in the post at the end oops. but charlie can actually be so interesting #anyway this might all be wrong and maybe vizziepop has already said smth about angel's fate but like i said im new to all this so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ #hazbin hotel #hazbin angel dust #angel dust #huskerdust #hazbin hotel theory #hazbin hotel thoughts #hazbin hotel angel dust #hazbin hotel analysis #hazbin charlie #charlie morningstar #vivziepop #hazbin hotel spoilers

[milkncookiesmoonsrambles]

Hazbin Hotel, and a list of criticisms

Hi! You can call me M, and I recently watched Hazbin Hotel. I used to be a fan of vivziepop, but I'm not anymore, after learning that she's transphobic and having Helluva Boss leave a bad taste in my mouth. Here is all of the strange areas I noticed, free of anything I've seen already. This is only hidden under a keep reading because I think this'll be a long post and I don't wanna waste space.

The show is way too fast-paced for its own good. The show was on episode 6 of 8 and STILL introducing new characters. I swear the show doesn't know how to pace itself.

Why have Adam be the main representative of heaven? I know that Eve was technically the first person to sin, but Adam sinned as well, and I highly doubt he'd be put into such a position of power after dying.

Why have Lucifer's character design be the way it is? If he's so old and a fallen angel, why not have that represented anywhere? God he looks like a middle schooler but with a horrendous colour palette.

Despite being named after the hotel, it barely serves more than a backdrop. There are no new guests other than Pentious, and there's no reason to have it around at the point of episode 8

Episode 8, after the fight with the angels. They fix the hotel, and say they'll get new guests. The main cast still has no idea how to redeem sinners other than what Adam said in court in episode 6. Why continue on this idea without even knowing if redemption is a possibility? Charlie hates the idea of instilling false hope into people, yet she still advertises the hotel as a way out, without any knowledge of how to leave.

There's barely any interesting representation in a supposedly queer show. When Angel Dust is on-screen, he's essentially the promiscuous gay guy stereotype. When Vaggie and Charlie act like a couple, it feels wrong. Alastor is supposedly aroace, but the only mention is a barely-characterized cannibal he supposedly goes way back with calling him an "ace in the hole", which means next to nothing.

Alastor isn't scary. Not one bit. He's said to be scary, but nobody in the main cast is afraid of him. Sure, Charlie is higher in power than him, and she doesn't seem afraid, but there is NOTHING showing that anyone is even slightly bothered by his threats, other than Husk, and he's revealed to be OWNED by him. Angel Dust even flirts with him in episode one. EPISODE ONE. The only slightly scary line from him is "This face was meant for radio", and even then it's undermined by how it's treated.

Pentious means nothing to the show, and I'm fairly certain means nothing to the cast. His only characterization is that he's a coward, and he's an inventor. Then he's fridged. Not even kidding. He dies to get a big reaction out of another character.

Charlie is strange. Despite being a princess of hell, she acts like she's never seen bloodshed before. She acts like a naive child until she starts swearing, and even then it sounds wrong with her characterization.

We never learn, in-show, how anyone died. We're assumed to know almost everyone.

New characters are introduced constantly, and most of them are treated like we already know them. It's like Spiderman: No Way Home, where they show off new characters, but the story acts like we're supposed to point at them like "OH, IT'S THE GUY FROM THE THING!".

Genuinely had this thought out loud, "If your character is named Cherri Bomb, why have her as a normal sinner?" Like, I know it could be a nickname. I don't care. It makes no sense to have her just be someone normal. She's like, the only character shown to use explosives. Why not have her use it as a main power.

Why is the art style inconsistent with noses? Charlie, Vaggie, Alastor, and Mimzy have noses, as well as others, I'm not sure, but others don't.

On the topic of designs, there's so much clutter, and they all use basically the same colour of red, except for Angel Dust, who I suppose is Vivzie's special little boy. They're all so sharp and uninteresting, there's barely any variation.

Mimzy's introduction is a nothing burger, and is barely anything more than an opportunity to make Alastor look more powerful. She adds nothing to the story, and does nothing other than attract supposedly dangerous people to the Hotel.

I've said it before, but so many storylines are rushed. The episode about heaven could easily have been, like, an entire season's worth of content. It could have been slower, introducing us to the general feel of heaven before slowly showing the cracks, like how nobody really knows how they got here, or how angels don't know much about Hell or the exterminations.

How do the exterminators not know that they can get hurt or that they can die? And if they don't, how come Lute knew that she could remove Vaggie's wings and harm her?

Vaggie says that she didn't know angels could be hurt before finding out about the dead angel. The writing must've been so out of wack, because SHE'S SUPPOSED TO BE AN EXTERMINATOR. An exterminator that was WOUNDED in order to not come back. What in the nine circles of hell.

So much is assumed that the viewer already knows. I used to be a fan of Helluva Boss, so I know probably a lot more than the casual viewer, but if I were to go in blind to this show, I would know absolutely nothing.

This show feels more like Vivienne's character showcase than a story set in Hell. Barely anyone associated with common Christian theology knowledge is part of the story, and even then it's written so incorrectly.

I'll admit, I am slightly biased, as I've read through the vivziepop critical tags, but there's so many small holes in the story.

#vivziepop critical #hazbin hotel critical

[thelarriefics]

NEW YEARS FIC REC: Below you will find fics that take place during the New Year, or have scenes that center around it.

📖 Mistletoe's For Two by @ireallysawanangel (90k)

After an encounter in a coffee shop with the rudest man he's ever met, Louis hopes the city is just big enough that he'll never bump into him again. When he spots that man at a bar the following evening, a plan begins to form. They both need dates for their respective Christmas parties and decide to use each other for their own benefit. They'll help one another through the holidays and then 'break it off' on New Year's, then agree to never see each other again. Developing feelings was not part of the plan. Or, an enemies to lovers fake dating advent fic.

📖 Home For The Holiday by @larrysmomfics (86k)

A "The Holiday" inspired AU where Harry meets Louis after agreeing to swap houses with a stranger on the internet for three weeks over the holidays.

📖 like cranberries on a winter evening by @evilovesyou (57k)

Louis hates Christmas. With good reason, too. And no, he doesn’t want to talk about it. When research for his next novel leads Louis to the website of a quirky little hotel in Northumberland, there is exactly one room available for the two weeks that Louis really wants to get away from his family. Will the fairy lights, kind smiles, homemade pastries, and genuine friendships awaiting him in Harry Styles’ hotel be enough to cause Louis a change of heart?

📖 Baby, Won't You Look My Way? by @peachbootylouis (50k)

Or the where Louis’ routine centered life runs like clockwork until a chance hook up throws a wrench named Harry into it all. But as it may turn out a change in plans could be what Louis has needed all along.

📖 Cabin Fever by @germericangirl (46k)

One cabin, one bed, two ex-boyfriends. What could possibly go wrong?

📖 silver lining, perfect timing by @stylesthebrave (22k)

For as long as they've been friends, the whole world has been saying Louis and Harry should get over themselves and date already. It takes an impromptu winter holiday for Louis to admit that everyone else might have been right all along.

📖 as in olden days by @scrunchyharry (18k)

Château Frontenac hotel, Christmas 1925   When his father insisted the entire family spend Christmas abroad in one of his new investments, Harry dreaded the prospect of being trapped for weeks in the biting Canadian cold, so far away from the roaring excitement of his London life. As he crossed half of the world to be buried under a thick blanket of snow, he never imagined he would meet a charming bellhop who would do his best to keep him warm.

📖 I Can Build Your Heart A Home by @loveislarryislove (10k)

Or, Harry and Louis kind of secretly sort of dated in high school. Now it's two years later and they're both back in town for Christmas and it's awkward. Until it isn't.

📖 promise not to fade away by @nobodymoves (10k)

Louis is an A&R rep, and Harry is a singer/songwriter. They meet on New Years Eve.

📖 It's Thursday. Let's Get (un)Dressed. by @bananaheathen (9k)

When Louis is peer-pressured into downloading TikTok over the holidays, he fully expects to hate it. And he does hate it. All of it. Well... except for aspiring OOTD influencer, @harrystyles.

📖 I want your midnights by @guccistrawberries (8k)

or It all starts with a harmless round of the name game

📖 Happy New Life's! by @outofmycistem (5k)

If everything would work out perfectly, in case it didn't already happen until this point, they would be out in exactly 10 years. With a simple tweet of a picture and a 3 sentence text. Because it's as easy as that and even if they would forget about it, which they swore they wouldn't, it wouldn't be that much of a deal anyways, right? Or, the one where Harry and Louis (more or less) accidently come out with a tweet they planned 10 years ago.

📖 Know What You Need by @absoloutenonsense (4k)

Harry always thinks he knows what he needs, but Louis knows better.

📖 Rapture by @allwaswell16 (3k)

It was New Year's Eve in Victorian London, and a lonely vampire could no longer resist the stunning lamplighter he watched night after night. Or, a vampire Harry fic because what says the holidays like Victorian vampires?

📖 this far from mediocre by @louisandtheaquarian & @zaynmaliksmiddlefinger (2k)

In this scene, Louis meets Zayn for the first time at an industry party on New Year's Eve that Liam is DJ-ing. Oh, and Harry shows up too.

📖 Stroke of Twelve by @larry-hiatus (2k)

Or the one where Louis wants Harry to hold off his orgasm so they can come together at the stroke of twelve on New Year's Eve.

📖 anything for you, gorgeous by @track-five (1k)

after a long night of new years celebrations, louis somehow manages to get his boyfriend home in one giggly, clingy piece.

📖 a taste of bliss by @beckydoesthings (1k)

It's New Year's Eve, and Louis is working. As much as he hates it, there's a few benefits to working a holiday. One is the free champagne. The second may or may not come in the form of a curly haired sous chef named Harry.

#masterpost #new years fics #hlcreators #1dsource #hljournal

[gaygoetia]

Helluva Boss Theories

Caught up with Helluva Boss and now idk what to do with myself so have some theories!

(Not including my next episode/Asmodean crystal theories cause I already discussed that here)

There are so many plates spinning at this point in the story so here are my current theories/hopes/ideas in where each thread is heading:

Stella (and her brother)

Stella is a simple woman with simple goals - to kill her husband and take all his money (not necessarily in that order).

But as established in S2 E4, if Stella kills Stolas all his money and possessions will pass to Via, leaving Stella with nothing. Of course he also won't give her anything willingly on account of how she, you know, tried to kill him.

This leaves two obvious avenues that I can think of that Stella is likely to take in pursuit of Stolas' fortune:

1. Blackmail - It's only a matter of time before Stolas' deal with Blitzo is going to come back and bite him in the ass. It's pretty much an open secret that he's been loaning out his Grimoire so that Blitzo can illegally access the human world and at some point someone is bound to leverage that fact to their advantage.

As soon as Stella realises (or more likely, her brother points out to her) that this is prime blackmail material, I think she'll jump at the chance to squeeze as much money out of Stolas' as possible.

2. Ransom - I think this is much less likely because it's too similar to previous storylines and is likely to feel repetitive, but Stella could also potentially hire Striker to kidnap Blitzo and demand a ransom in exchange for his safety.

Mammon

Given that S2 E7 ends with Mammon warning Asmodeus that he'll regret crossing him, I imagine that Mammon has a plan of his own that will emerge in future episodes.

I don't know how likely this actually is given it would be pretty large scale and would likely impact the plot of Hazbin Hotel too, but I would love it if this leads to a civil war across Hell.

Mammon is all about money and he'll be losing a lot of it now his top money-maker has publicly decried him (and I doubt Asmodeus will continue production of the Fizzy fuckdolls either).

It could also be an opportunity to finally introduce Satan (Demon of Wrath) and Leviathan (Demon of Envy) as potential allies to Mammon (whose desire for vengeance is motivated in part by the sins they embody), leaving Beelzebub and Belphegor as potential allies to Asmodeus. Of course the other sins might also have beef with each other that we don't know about which could exacerbate the situation further.

Striker

Striker has been a major player in season 2 in particular, popping up over and over again as an antagonist to IMP due Blitzo's connections to Stolas and Fizz respectively.

While he's ostensibly killing for money, he clearly has a more personal agenda stemming from his hatred of the upper class.

At the moment it's hard to know how exactly his plan will come together but in the last episode we saw him approach Crimson with the intention of forming some kind of alliance, though the details weren't specified.

I think this must be the first step in Striker's long term plan to bring down the monarchy and topple the hierarchy of Hell, though how this will play out is unclear.

I don't see the show killing off Stolas but I can imagine Striker's next appearance being in conjunction with the assassination of another royal character like Stella or her brother or even one of the Sins like Mammon or Bea.

I can also picture him trying his hand at kidnapping again in order to lure in a royal target - maybe kidnapping Blitzo or Via to draw in Stolas.

D.H.O.R.K.S

Thanks to IMP's consistent failure to keep a low profile, they've drawn the attention of D.H.O.R.K.S, an organization on Earth that appears to investigate paranormal activities, and as of S1 E6 we know they have video evidence.

I don't see them finding a way to hell without dying but I suspect they'll continue to cause problems during IMP's visits to the surface. They might even find a way to bind or command a demon.

That said, rather than the D.H.O.R.K.S themselves posing a serious threat, I think major consequences for IMP and/or Stolas are more likely to arise from the D.H.O.R.K.S drawing the attention of Higher-Ups in Hell.

What do y'all think?

I'd love to hear alternative theories on where all these storylines are leading!

Do you think all the different threads will end up intersecting?

If so, how do you think they'll tie it all together?

#helluva boss #helluva boss theories #helluva boss theory #hb theories #hb theory #my posts #my theories

[desertfangs]

Picturing Armand coming up with all sorts of creative aka absolutely batshit ways to prevent Daniel from being intercepted by the Talamasca while Daniel remains completely oblivious. “Lover LOOK it’s Lestat right behind you, he’s only wearing a g-string 🫢😜” and then he’s setting all of Daniel’s mail on fire and scattering the ashes in one of his clandestine e boat rides. Or trying to pass Talamasca correspondence as high school reunion invites (“you couldn’t possibly be interested in that my love? Such silly nonsense”) before tearing them off and throwing them out and changing the topic altogether. It all pays off years later at Lestat’s concert when they bump into Jesse and Daniel is like “Tala-what? lmaoo what a funny little name”. Armand has never been more proud of himself xoxo DA 🥹

Right? Dying at the idea of Armand going "Look! Lestat in a g-string!" to distract Daniel because wow, that would work! Armand would have already gotten rid of whatever it was and Daniel would still be searching behind him, going "Where? I don't see him??"

This could be a whole sitcom, tbh. A whole montage of Armand pulling Daniel in the other direction all of a sudden when he spots a Talamasca agent or changing their plans out of the blue. "I thought you had to see this band tonight!" "I realized their brand of folk music is quite droll. Let's go to Prague." Stealing his mail every evening before he wakes up him to sift through it. I imagine even in the chase years, he might get Daniel's mail at the hotel desk and bring him the royalty check while holding back the Talamasca's letters.

Maybe Daniel finally gets one of the letters in New York, and of course because it's the Talamasca, it's impossibly vague, imploring him to come meet someone at some hotel in a week's time and only vaguely mentions their interest in his novel. So Daniel asks Armand what he thinks it is? Do they want to discuss a sequel? It's not his publisher's letterhead. Is it an agent? Someone who hopes to represent him?

Armand reads it several times, expression impassive, even though he immediately knows what it is. "It's a scam," he finally says. "These vultures target young writers. They just want a share of your royalties and they'll do nothing for you." He tosses the letter aside. Maybe Daniel wonders if he should go the the meeting anyhow, just to see, but Armand will coincidentally need them to fly somewhere very far away the night before so he can't make it. Such a shame. Oh, well, Armand was probably right.

And when they try to approach him in person, ooh boy. I know Armand has some pretty clever mental tricks and could probably scare them out of the city for reasons even they don't entirely understand. Like they're on Daniel's trail and then all of a sudden, they feel uneasy about going into the city or into a certain neighborhood. They may mention that feeling or just that they're not able to establish contact, but no one can seem to get near him and he never replies to their letters or shows up for the pre-arranged meetings, so they just assume he's not interested.

Ironically, I think Daniel would want to know all about them. I don't think he'd join them--I don't think he'd give up being with Armand for anything, and certainly not that--but I think he'd find their mission fascinating, and if he hadn't run into Armand, he would have loved working with them to investigate the paranormal. Sadly, he's also one of those people predisposed to get too close and get himself in trouble, because nothing would keep him from approaching a vampire if he knew where to find them. So he wouldn't have lasted long in the job. Although, Daniel would kill for an hour or two in their archives, even now as a vampire.

I wonder if he ever asked Lestat if his friend David could get him in there for a night to sift through what they had. No doubt Lestat was like "Sure, yeah, I'll ask" and immediately forgot and it never came up again. Ironically, I think the Talamasca would salivate over the stuff in the Night Island cellar and whatever Armand has in the depths of Trinity Gate. I'm curious if, after QotD, when they realized where Daniel had been and with whom, they tried to excavate some of their old abandoned apartments and now, somewhere in the cellar of a Talasmaca motherhouse, sits a blender stained with beet juice and quick-dry cement, a Chia pet with dead seedlings sticking out of it, and an electric toothbrush with blood all over its bristles, all in some box labeled "Armand, New York, 1980s."

Thank you for the ask, DA!!! Always happy to hear from you! I will be thinking about this all day.

#not me typing this up while i'm technically working this saturday morning #but work is slow so thanks for entertaining me #i am also editing a fic i hope to post soon that i hope you'll like #it's smutty #and silly #i like to bridge that gap #daniel molloy #armand #the talamasca #answers in the desert #armand/daniel #vampire chronicles #vc #queen of the damned #dungeon anon #devil's minion #vc headcanons #vc meta

[kimarisgundam]

After a 2+ week long break from cyberpunk Red... my Netrunner somehow ended up in NCPD custody after just our first session 😐

To be fair, our DM did warn us... but I guess my party was too caught up in the thrill of doing something "big" 😅... I tried to persuade my friend/her Rockerboy to stop messing with Militech, but he didn't listen >_>

NCPD has 0 justification for arresting Rockerboy and his NPC bandmate cos my cover-up was flawless. Militech bribed NCPD 😐. They randomly arrested him and are trying to force a confession out of him 😐

I'm in such a bad position 🥲.Not humble bragging, but my Role level is the highest in the party now. In game, my Netrunner is considered a prodigy cos of 2 feats I pulled

Some powerful people are after her. They want me to work for them exclusively but I kept declining. It's gotten so bad that my Netrunner is using a disguise cos she doesn't feel safe

It's not that I couldn't fight back. It's just that I wasn't 100% sure I could win cos there's a high level Militech netrunner with NCPD. If I lose, I'll be outing how skilled I actually am...

My Netrunner is currently being isolated. She's in a relatively nice hotel room and was offered food

(They think I'm the daughter of a rich corpo lady from Japan cos of my spoofed ID. So they're careful around me in case I'm related to Arasaka

I'm not getting interrogated like Rockerboy... But the netrunner already thinks I'm sus cos of my unusually high grade ICE... I'm worried he'll finally break through and realise who I am 🥲)

My friend literally meta gamed at the table and told me not to do anything cos she's worried they'll find out I'm Mako 🥲

As her Rockerboy, he doesn't want to put my Netrunner in danger. But I think he accidentally made the situation worse cos frantically telling NCPD she has nothing to do with him is so sus???

I'm so nervous for the next session now cos Militech is out for blood. Like yeah, Rockerboy has been arrested and detained by NCPD many times...

But his popularity (he streams to the Net cos he refuses to "sign his soul to a corp" 🙄) is what keeps them from doing anything too drastic or flatlining him in Night City. They don't want the bad PR and possible fan riot

But now, they are trying to label him as an extremist (in my Netrunner's opinion, he is an extremist...) to justify handing him over to NUSA for trial

I'm pretty sure they'll just kill him and lie that he's sent NUSA

They basically want to tell his fans that he's a threat to public safety to turn public opinion against him

As a player, I know what's going on cos I can see my friends RPing 😅. But as my Netrunner, I know nothing... I'm isolated and heavily guarded... it's driving my Netrunner nuts cos she hates not being in control of the situation 🥲

Plus I'm so vulnerable now???

I'm stuck in a room with Militech. What if they crack my ICE and find out I'm the affair child of Arasaka's current head of R&D???

Like omg. I know I defected and disowned dad... but I obviously still care about my bio family 😭. I don't want to be the reason dad gets killed 😭

#help me #our Cyberpunk Red campaign is spiraling again #personal

[heartsoulspiritelite]

Little! Logan Paul

Caregivers! Austin Theory & Grayson Waller

AGE REGRESSION- NOT SEXUAL❗️❗️❗️❗️

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Logan didn't even know where he was anymore. Everything was moving in circles and people wouldn't leave him alone.

He thought he had this match in the bag, which in a way, he did. It didn't go exactly how he planned but whatever, at the end the day, he was still the US champ. So sucks to suck Kevin.

Nobody except Grayson and Austin knew he was a regresser, not even his brother, and they were completely fine with it, the two even became his caregivers in a way. Logan was a bit ashamed of being an age regresser, he knew it was embarrassing but he couldn't help it. It made him feel whole.

His head was pounding, he needed to get to medical, he knows he does, but that's the furthest thing in the back of his mind as he rushes into his private locker room- of course he has one, every champion gets one- but since he's been riding with Theory and Waller it hasn't really been his own PRIVATE locker room.

On the way to his lockeroom he got stopped by an interviewer, Kayla Braxton to be exact. He really just wanted to go see his daddy and papa, he was tired of fighting through his little headspace and big headspace. He wanted his little space to consume him, but it couldn't. Not yet anyways. He was in pain, everything hurt, he just wanted his caregivers to comfort him.

So when Kayla stopped him and asked to interview him, he wasn't really allowed to say no. He could hardly process anything she said. He couldn't form the proper words either. All that came out was gibberish, he gave up and just told anyone to "come and get it" and asked for a second because he was not in the right mindset to be cutting promos.

Then he bolted, all he really wanted now was to be alone. Where no one could bother him. He hid back tears as he was trying to locate his locker room. He really just wanted this day to end.

He finally found it and made his way inside, trying to be discrete as possible but obviously nothing ever goes right for Logan paul. It's not that he doesn't love his daddy and papa but he's humiliated.

Everyones going to wonder what the hell was going on with him. Hopefully, just Hopefully they'll think it's a concussion or something else, sometimes wrestling fans aren't very bright, so if the news broke that Logan was a little, his career would be over and he would have hardly any fans left, not that he has much now anyways.

So when he opened the door and his caregivers were waiting for him, and rushed towards him, he slipped all the way into his little space and couldn't help but to let his tears fall. "Daddy, Papa wan' go home" He sobbed,

Austin and Grayson's faces dropped. Why was their baby crying?

"Hey lad what happened?, what's with the tears bub you did good" Grayson asked softly as he hugged the crying boy.

Austin joined the hug "Yeah darling you did amazing, what wrong?", Logan lifted his head up, and both of there hearts instantly broke.

Logan hiccuped, and tried to take deep breaths to calm himself but it wasn't seeming to work. "E-everything hurts" He eventually got out.

Austin wiped his tears and looked him over real quick. "Aww baby, I think we should take you to the med before we go to the hotel, I'm sorry darling" He said and he held Logans face and touched it softly as if he was trying to check for any further injuries. The two were going to kill Kevin.

The little didn't like the sound the that and stomped his foot on the ground "No! Wan' go home p'ease"

"Hey hey no tantrums bub, its only for the best, we don't want something to be seriously wrong do we?" Grayson asked, trying to keep the little from having a full blown tantrum.

Logan shook his head and whispered a "no"

"Good, now let's go, and don't worry we get to fly home tomorrow"

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It surprisingly didn't take as long as it usually did.

Logan made sure not to talk very much so his secret wouldn't be revealed to the other staff, he tried slipping out of his little space a tiny bit so he would seem more professional, but in the end he gave up, he didn't have the energy to slip out, and his caregivers would never force him to. He knew that.

"Hey baby boy, we can go back to the hotel now" Theory announced once Logan was finished getting looked at.

Austin went over to grab Logans hand as he got off from where he was sitting on the medical bed, while Grayson grabbed the ice pack that the doctor had offered to Logan to help with any pain.

They made their way back to Logans lockeroom so they could collect all of their belongings and to get Logan showered and changed out of his gear and into some comfier clothes.

"Hey Lo, come here please, we need to get your jammies on" Austin said as he ushered the boy over with a smile, Logan walked over to Austin pouting, making Austin's smile drop a bit.

He couldn't change into his usual pajamas, well he could, but he'd rather not be humiliated in public while he wears his cartoon onesies. So he'll stick with sweats and one of graysons t-shirts, that doesn't mean he's happy about it though.

"Bud I know your upset, but it'll be okay, tomorrow we can go home to all of your toys okay?" Austin tried.

Logan continued to pout "No! Wan' go home daddy, don't wan' stay here"

The little started to get visibly frustrated and started to cry.

Grayson walked over to the crying boy in an attempt to soothe him and to get him to listen to Austin, Who was just standing there looking conflicted.

"Logan hey, Calm down buddy, trust me I know you want to leave, but we have no choice baby. It's late anyway, once we get to the hotel you can get all cuddled up in bed with daddy and I, then before you know it, it'll be morning and we get to fly home!" Grayson exclaimed before turning around to look at Austin. "Look how you're making your daddy feel, he just wants you to be comfortable but you're making his job harder, can you please cooperate for us baby boy" He finished with a deep breath.

They really couldn't deal with a screaming and crying toddler right now. It was late and everyone was tired. Plus they weren't even expecting Logan to regress yet. Usually he waits until they're in the comfort of their hotel room, or at their house. So it was a shock to both, especially after he won his match, usually he'd be on a high right now.

Logan looked up and at his caregivers before wiping his tears and nodding. "Kay, 'orry Daddy, 'orry Papa" He apolagized. He wasn't really a fussy little, so if he did get mad, it typically didn't last very long unless he's had a rough day.

The three continued to undress into their "after show" clothes and walked out of the locked room and made their way outside where they waited for an Uber to pull up.

Once they got in the Uber Logan put his head against Graysons shoulder and smiled before whispering a small "I love you guys"

Austin, Who was sitting beside Grayson looked up from his phone and grinned. Logan was adorable.

Grayson put his head over Logans and smiled. He whispered a "I love you too"

While Austin whispered a "I love you more" and leaned his head onto graysons other shoulder.

The four people in the Uber (including the driver) sat in silence for the rest of the ride until they arrived at their destination.

Shortly after, the Uber finally arrived and Grayson woke up a almost sleeping Logan while Austin grabbed everyones bags from the trunk. They thanked the Uber driver and walked inside.

They went up to Austin's room, who they decided was going to be all three of theirs. They each got a seperate room that the WWE paid for but they'd rather share.

Austin swiped his key card and held the door open for Logan and Grayson before he walked in and locked the door.

They all did their night time routine, while Grayson and Austin helped Logan with his. Since he really didn't want to anything else tonight but sleep.

So once everything was finished Loagn was delighted and made a run for the bed and tucked himself him.

The two watched on smiling, they loved the boy and were so fucking thankful that he chose them to trust with his secret. It's been one of the best things that's ever happened to the three.

Austin hopped into bed on one side sleeping toddler while Grayson shut of the lights and grabbed Logans pacifier before laying on the other side of Logan to keep him in the middle. He slid the pacifier into -an almost asleep- Logans mouth

They all cuddled close and let the sleep finally overcome them.

Logan shifted a bit before whispering "Night Night" through his pacifier.

"Night darling"

"Goodnight bub"

~

~Cross-posted on ao3 & wattpad~

I never realized how much I'd enjoy writing about these three🫶

#logan paul #grayson waller #austin theory #age regression #wwe oneshot #oneshot #wwe #age regression caregiver #age regression little

[littlegodzilla]

Hiiii! Here I am again!! Ready for another chapter? Let's see what going to happen with our favorite Farmer!

I hope you'll like it!!

Enjoy!!

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The Farmer.

John Rollins x FemReader

Mini series. Chapter 4.

Warnings: Fluff. Hard situation. Awkward moment. Sexual tension. Precocity. Slightly mention of sex. A.A. meeting.

Words: 4000

Summary: Finally John's case is solved, when he comes home and sees you waiting for him, he can't contain himself, but things don't turn out the way he didn't expect.

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Part 4.

The ruling on Lindsey's child support and custody is postponed until Monday morning. Mary has played all her cards to the best of her ability, she has tried to make John look like a rag, a rat in the eyes of the judge, to prove that John was not fit to take care of the child, however, Samuel has also been able to play the game and has defended his client tooth and nail, convincing the judge.

"I have made a decision, John Rollins will be responsible for the payment of a monthly child support for little Lindsey Rollins, non-payment of said monthly payment will be punished by a monetary reprimand and repeated non-payment will proceed to a trial hearing." He explains and John swallows hard. "Likewise I see no objection to Mr. Rollins not being able to see and care for his daughter, so I grant joint custody, as Mr. Rollins lives out of town, Lindsey will spend weekends, holidays and summer months with her father with both parties agreeing on what dates will be most appropriate for the child." He bangs his gavel hard and John feels his shoulders stop weighing a ton. "Very good morning." He says goodbye and they leave them all in the living room.

Samuel smiles excitedly and hugs his friend, Mary has a blank look on her face, also in the room are Tommy, Lindsey and Mark, the three of them walk up to them, Mark hugs John as Samuel has done and Tom tries to calm an enraged Mary.

"It's not going to stay that way John, I'm right, and eventually they'll see it, you'll fall, you always do and you'll take Lindsey with you and then you won't be able to do anything to stop yourself from ever seeing her again." She spits with venom in her every word.

"Mary please stop." He tries to be reasonable Tom, but the woman walks away tugging at the girl's hand.

"No, wait!" John shouts cutting her off. "We still have a lot to talk about. I'm going to give you my money, I know you don't give a shit whether or not I care about my daughter, that you just want the money to fuck me over, fine, I'll play your game, but you're going to play mine too; every weekend Lindsey wants to come with me to the farm, since I've gone five years without being able to see her I want Thanksgiving, Easter and Christmas."

"Have you lost your mind!"

"And a month of summer, I don't care which." He keeps talking, ignoring her. "It will be in writing, I'll have Samuel draw it up and send your lawyer a copy for you to sign, if you don't, we'll meet here again and I think you'd lose out."

"We'll see about that." She huffs and walks out of the room mumbling curses that he doesn't get to hear anymore, but he doesn't care.

"But what was that!" laughs Mark hugging his friend by the neck. "If I wasn't married I'd invite you to a little hotel..." He jokes and John laughs nudging him, Samuel approaches with a smirk.

"I'll draft that petition as soon as possible before your lawyer can quash it with any bullshit."

"Thanks Samuel and, no offense, but I hope I don't see you again for a long time."

"Same here." He jokes and waves goodbye to both men leaving.

"What's your plan now?"

"I'm heading home, it's too many days away, I left chores half done, I have to set up a room for Linds...I'm going to be busy."

"Well, maybe you should go to a meeting and talk about all this, it's a lot of stuff."

"I know, take care Mark and thanks to you too."

"For what I wrote? You earned every word John, I didn't give anything for you the first day you showed up at a meeting and you just made me miss my words. I'm so proud." He smiles and John feels his cheeks burn.

It's no big deal, he's no role model.

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(Sorry I just needed to put it here)

John parks the van in the driveway of the estate, frowns slightly and feels a tug in his stomach when he sees you get up from the porch steps, waving your hands nervously. He steps out of the vehicle and walks straight toward you, feeling his heart pound violently against his chest.

"John..." You greet him with a gasp of relief and he feels your words burning through his entire body. "I-I'm sorry to show up here, but it's been days and I didn't know anything, I was left worried about that letter, Hershel told me you were back in town..." You keep talking at the same time he is getting closer and closer. "I thought something bad had happened, I wanted to call you, but technically I don't have your phone number, I could have looked it up in your client file, but that would have been inappropriate and I don't..."

John kisses you, cradles your face in his hands and kisses you intensely. You gasp against his mouth opening your eyes wide as you didn't expect him to do that. You hold him by the back of his neck and feel his mouth open on yours and his tongue slips between your teeth making you tremble in his hands. You break the kiss for air, your gazes connect again, John bites his lip as his fingers caress your cheeks. Neither of you say anything, but there is something intense between you. John looks towards his house in a second, you follow his eyes and nod your head feeling your cheeks redden. John holds your hand and the two of you walk into the house.

The kisses don't stop as you move to the living room where you sit on the couch, you are left on his lap, your legs on either side of his, his hands grab your ass, your hips move against his crotch, already hard to your touch, John grunts because the fabric of the suit pants he wore in court gets him to feel it even more intense and his fingers press against your jeans hard. The kisses get more and more intense, the heat of your bodies keeps increasing, John presses you against his crotch and moves in your turn, he stops kissing you moving down your jaw and neck, enjoying the feel of your skin against his lips, your taste on his tongue gives him goose bumps. You throw your heads back, but your hands unknot his tie and unbutton his shirt, your fingers caress his bare chest, you lean over him kissing his neck, biting an x-shaped tattoo he has on his collarbone. He grunts and curses under his breath because he feels on edge. Four years is too long and his body is in a hurry. You keep moving on him and John feels like he's losing control.

"W-Wait..." He gasps, but your final thrust against his hard crotch, disarms him "F-fuck..." He grunts as he clenches his hands on your thighs as he feels his boxers getting wet and his whole body trembles. "I'm sorry..." He whispers without daring to look at you.

"Oh..." Is all you are able to say, sitting up on his knees.

"J-Just give me a minute and..." He tries to offer by rubbing his forehead, but you avert your gaze by getting up from his lap.

"I-it's okay, I..." You stammer and arrange your clothes over your body. "I'm meeting Maggie and... I should go..." You excuse yourself, but John doesn't try to stop you, he nods.

"Sure... I'll see you around." He says goodbye and you walk out of the house. "Fuck." He snaps again covering his face with both hands. He stirs on the couch feeling his boxers stick to his skin and it's uncomfortable.

He gets up from the couch and goes straight to the shower. It's been humiliating, but worst of all it's been disappointing for you, he knows, he hasn't even been able to touch you like you really deserved it and he's soiled his pants like a fifteen year old kid with his first porn magazine.

It's absurd.

The hot water runs over his body removing the remnants of his own shame from his skin, in his hands, in his mouth, in his ears he can still feel you and he curses once more. He doesn't know what has happened to him, he had no desire, but when he saw you at the door of his house, waiting for him, something has taken over his judgment. Maybe it is due to all the emotions he has suffered and experienced throughout those days, frustration, fear, confusion, euphoria, all of that has exploded at the same time and he has thrown himself on you like a hungry animal. Too much pressure, too soon.

A disaster.

He grunts once more and steps out of the shower walking naked to his room, one of the advantages of living alone, he leaves his stained pants aside along with the shirt and the rest, he puts on an old t-shirt and work pants. He will go up to the second floor and check the rooms one more time, he will look for the most suitable one for Lindsey, spacious, sunny, he will decorate and furnish it so that the girl will feel comfortable there, he would like to do it with her, at least choose some furniture, but until Samuel sends him the copy signed by Mary, he knows he will not see her.

Trying to avoid those thoughts he walks into one of the rooms and smiles. It is spacious with a large window that connects to a small balcony, which she will keep closed so the girl won't go out, she can put some nice curtains, a big bed in the center, decorate the walls with the color she likes the most. He bites his lip and gets down to work.

The first thing to do is to take out all the garbage that is there and air it all out.

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At the meeting everyone greets him, it hasn't gone missing for anyone who has been out of town for a few days, everyone asks him if he is ok to which John responds by nodding his head and thanking them for caring. On his turn to speak John was going to tell why he was gone, but he can't stop thinking about what happened to you two and needs to say it out loud.

"Hi, I'm John, alcoholic." He repeats as he does at every meeting. "I guess some of you are wondering where I've been these days and I really wanted to talk about it because a lot has been going on, but I need to talk about something I'm ashamed of." He sways held to the lectern searching for the words. "Today, after four years, I've been with a woman again..." There is some applause and a few whispers. "For five seconds... it was probably something else, but it was a pathetic five seconds that I held on..." He sighs in frustration. "I'm not coming to say that I was an animal in bed, that I held out for hours thanks to alcohol and that I always managed to make them cum, because it's not true, because I don't remember all my sexual escapades either, I'm coming to say that it's been humiliating and disappointing for her. She has run away, like a scared guinea pig. Just like that." He forms a grimace with his mouth, pursing his lips, forming a thin line. "And I've realized, again, that with alcohol everything was easier, or at least seemed easier. You'd get drunk, give your girl that look, take her home or to the back alley, what did it matter, and whether you managed to get your pants down or not was the least of it because your brain wouldn't remember it the next morning, when the hangover started hammering, you'd drown the thoughts in another beer and let the world keep spinning, right?" Some nods. "Now I feel the shame, the regrets, most of the time when I'm doing something I end up questioning what the fuck I'm doing... I want to apologize to her, but I don't even know if I have the right to do that, fuck I don't even know if she'll still be interested in me..." He finishes his thoughts returning to his chair.

"If I'm being honest I think it happens to all of us." Hears John next to him as the meeting ends and he's pouring himself a coffee. "Not just the precociousness, also that feeling of saying 'have I always been like this?' but then it all passes. I'm still married." He comforts the man by showing him his ring.

"A lot of women are scared of sex after they get into the program." A female partner approaches as well. "Too many questions and nerves play very bad tricks." She tries to encourage him. "If that girl likes you, she'll come back, but maybe you do need to tell her some things."

"Yes, I had thought that too, she knows I come here, but I guess it's not the same."

The woman smiles warmly at him and they walk away, John leaves the building heading back to his truck and home.

As he sits on the couch he hears his cell phone ring, he has a message from his lawyer and his smile grows wider as he reads that Mary has signed the joint custody papers, that she has agreed to his demands. With trembling hands he asks for Mary and Tommy's phone number, he wants to be able to contact one of them to talk directly to Lindsey, he wants to ask her about her room, the color of the walls, the bed, everything, he wants her to want to be there. Samuel is quick to send him both numbers, but John saves them, it's late and he doesn't want to bother, he would call them tomorrow.

Again he feels a relief run through his whole body, maybe he has hit bottom, maybe he can't fall anymore and now it's time to fight and go up, and this is like a reward for that.

That night John sleeps in one go and finally in his own bed.

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John sits on the couch biting his nail as he listens to the phone ring, waiting for someone to answer on the other end, after several rings, he finally hears Mary's voice.

"Who is it?"

"Mary, it's me, John." He greets and hears her snort angrily. "Please don't hang up on me, I wanted to talk to Lindsey."

"Didn't we agree you'd see her on weekends? Wait for your turn."

"She's... she's not a toy I want to borrow, you know, I have every right to talk to her."

"Since when?"

"Since the day she was born and then you took her away." He answers angrily, Mary on the other end is silent, until she sighs.

"What do you want from her?"

"I just want to ask her a few things, you can put your hands free if you want." He rubs his forehead and picks up a pen and a piece of paper when he hears Mary call the girl, the voice echoes so he knows he's on speakerphone.

"Hello?" The little girl asks shyly and John smiles.

"Hi, little girl how are you?"

"Fine, I was just having breakfast with Tommy and mom...how about you?"

"Just fine, having breakfast too." A giggle escapes him. "You know? I'm fixing up your room for when you want to come see me and I was thinking of decorating it a little..."

"Yeah?" the girl asks curiously.

"Yup and I was wondering what color would look best and what furniture I could buy..."

"Unicorns!" the little girl shouts and John has to pull the phone away from his ear. "And pink! And purple! And green!" she continues excitedly. "And a big bed! Mom doesn't want me to have a big bed because she says I fall out, b-but I don't!" She defends herself, John laughs writing it all down quickly.

"Would you like to help me pick out some things?" He asks her again and thinks he hears a squeak coming from the girl, but then there is silence. John can imagine Lindsey asking her mother for permission before answering and he bites his lip again.

"Mom says we have a lot of things to do this week, I can't go..." Her voice sounds a little disappointed and John's smile falters.

"It's okay honey, it's okay." He promises her. "I'll ask your mom to send me some pictures of what you like best and I'll decorate it to your liking, is that okay with you?"

"Yup!" she shouts excitedly again. "Hey, Dad..." John's heart flips in his chest as he hears her. "Are there animals on your farm?"

"No, there aren't, but I'm friends with a farmer who does - dogs, cows, even horses." He encourages her and again seems to squeal on the other end. "We'll ask him to give us a ride, do you want?"

"Yes! I want to ride a horse!"

"Well we'll see about that." Mary interjects, her voice sounds very loud so John figures she's already taken the speaker off. "She's still too little and I'm not going to let you cut her head open for getting on an animal."

"That's not going to happen." He growls. "Do me that favor, okay? If my little girl wants anything for her room, or likes any particular color, send it to me."

"Whatever you say, John. Bye." She hangs up and John is left with his goodbye in his mouth. He snorts holding back an insult and leaves the phone on the table.

Unicorns. Well, he thinks he can find something out there, shouldn't be too hard. Though he highly doubts Hershel will let him put a fake horn on one of his horses to drive Linsdey totally insane.

After breakfast he goes out to the fields to do some work, he has to take care of his daughter's room, but he can't neglect his crops either. The day before Hershel explained to her how the whole system that the Jones brothers had installed worked, she checks that the pond is full and opens several stopcocks, so that the water can irrigate the land. Leaving the irrigation on for his corn crop, he rubs his hands against the cowboys and climbs into the pickup to head back to town.

He's not sure, but it's likely that at Woodbury Furniture he'll find some furniture that will fit Linds' room. It's the biggest store on the whole avenue, he's bought some furniture there that he's replaced from home and the prices are affordable, the furniture isn't the best quality, but it will last for years, especially if Linsdey only visits temporarily.

He never thought he'd find a rural Ikea, to be honest.

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He gets out of the van and enters the huge furniture store, he just wants to look around, he prefers to wait for Mary to send him a list of the things Lindsey prefers for her room. He goes straight up to the second floor where the bedroom furniture is, the children's section is more spacious, there are double beds, bunk beds, trundle beds, desks of all kinds and shapes, comfortable chairs both wheeled and classic wooden, closets to match the beds they have on display, double closets, shoe racks, trunks to store toys, bookshelves. John feels a bit lost all of a sudden, there is everything, but the vast majority is austere furniture, poor or dark colors, which surprises him as usually all the children's sections are more colorful.

"I could buy wood paint and paint them myself." He thinks aloud, looking at a double-door cabinet with a full-length mirror between the two doors. John doesn't know if Lindsey is a flirtatious child, but he thinks she might like the glass detail.

"Can I help you with something?" He listens next to her, turns around spotting one of the workers and smiles gratefully.

"I'm actually just browsing, I have to redecorate a room and I'm getting ideas."

"Great, any new additions to the family?" she asks mischievously and John laughs shaking his head.

"Something like that... Do you sell paint and accessories here too, anti-fall railings?"

"No, you might find that at the hardware store, but we do have railings, they usually fit all the models of children's beds we carry, if not we could order you one to choose from."

"Okay, I'll keep that in mind. Thank you very much." He smiles kindly and says goodbye walking away from the young woman who continues with her work.

After looking at the furniture, John has an idea of what he wants for Lindsey, he walks over to the hardware store to look at the wood and wall paint for the room. There are too many different pots, he never thought there were pastel colors, glow in the dark, fluorescent... Lindsey is a little girl, it would be best to pick up some pastel colors, pink, purple and green he had told her. She picks up several buckets plus the brushes and more tools she will need, after paying for everything her last stop is the nursery.

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You drum your fingers on the steering wheel before getting out of the truck and walking inside the greenhouse.

As you enter he spots you at the counter talking to a customer as you hand him back his change, a huge smile on your mouth full of friendliness and John takes a deep breath before approaching you.

"Hey, hi." He greets and looks sideways at you, you see him and your smile falters for a second as your cheeks take on a ruddy color. "Can we talk?" He asks you nodding to the side.

"S-sure, did something happen at the farm?"

"No, I... in private, please..." You insist and look at Rachel who gives you a gentle tap and nods her head.

"Of course you can talk, your shift is over." She nudges you lightly and smiles, "See you tomorrow."

"Great, do you want a ride home?" John offers as you grab your bag and pull your ponytail off, John's eyes follow the movement of your hair falling to your shoulders and he swallows.

Mark's coarse and out of place words talking about you come back to his mind. It's true that work clothes don't flatter anyone, the yellow t-shirt and green pants with the safety boots, certainly not sexy, but it also makes him think about how he's never seen you outside of work, not even that day you coincidentally met at Hershel's barbecue, you had left work and showed up in your company uniform. Yet he's still able to spot the natural curves your body makes. You are a big girl, bigger than other women he knows, bigger than Mary, full legs and strong arms, you are fit but your build and family heritage keeps you from losing those pounds that perhaps others think you have to spare, but which John realizes he doesn't mind at all. He still remembers the feel of your butt in his hands and would love to be able to touch it again.

"So will you take me home?" You ask approaching him and John nods clearing his throat, realizing he's been staring at you for a long time.

"Yes, no problem. See you another day, Rachel." He says goodbye to her who nods and the two of you walk back to the van.

Rollins is nervous, not sure how to bring up the subject, but you look quite relaxed, as if nothing has happened. He starts the engine and pulls into the drive following your directions.

"Hey I wanted to... I wanted to talk about what happened yesterday..." He opens his mouth at last, sees your body tense slightly and you look at him out of the corner of your eye.

"Don't worry, John, there's no need..."

"I'm sorry." He interrupts her. "But it's been like... almost five years since I've been with anyone and..." He stammers seeing you stare at him with wide eyes.

"Five years?" you ask in surprise and he nods. "Wow, it's... is it because of the program? They don't let you...?" you ask unsure, John smiles and shakes his head.

"In a way, yes, but it's not that they forbid us to have a relationship, the first year is self discovery, they ask you to take time for yourself, and then it's your own personal fear, meeting people again, realizing that everyone drinks, more or less, but everyone does and thinking what if I kiss that person and it tastes like beer? What if that pushes me to drink again?" he confesses and you look down apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"No, I wanted to tell you because it was my fault about yesterday, I really didn't think it was that... pathetic." He snorts and you smile.

"Don't torture yourself, John. It's okay." You smile again, looking at him at last.

"I'd like to do it right, next time, if... if you want." He clears his throat. "I owe you a meal, so... I'd like to buy you dinner or something..." He dares to propose and the surprise comes back to you, but you try to hide the excitement that's drawn on your face.

"That sounds great. I'd love to." You agree and you can almost see his shoulders relax.

The rest of the ride is pleasant, you talk about many things, much more comfortable than when you first got in the car. You both avoid asking about his days out of town, John knows he has to tell you about it at some point, but he doesn't want to burden you with too much information either, nor does he know how much you want to know more about his life. He parks the van outside your house and you thank him for driving you there.

"Wait... I don't have your number..." You feel totally lost, had it always been this hard to pick up?

"That's right." You reach for a pen in your pants and take his hand, writing down your number for him. "I'll wait for you to call me, then."

"Yeah, you bet." He smiles and looks at his hand a couple of times as you go home.

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John drives home, from the back of the truck he pulls out the paint cans and everything else carrying it up to Lindsey's room. His phone rings in his pocket and when he pulls it out he discovers that Mary has sent him several pictures with examples of rooms Linds might like. He smiles and puts the phone away again, with those references he can get to work.

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To be Continued...

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I hope you liked it!!

See you in the next chapters and stories!

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#my stuff #norman reedus #normanreedus #john rollins #john x reader #john rollins x femreader #the messengers 2 #the messengers 2: the scarecrows #mini serie

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Arwen -♡- Spencer | ABC Fluff

(gif made by khat)

A - Admiration (what do they admire about each other?)

Arwen just melts whenever she can witness how deep Spencer cares about things. From his random rambles about the care he goes into learning, or just about people in general. And how he is ashamedly himself. It makes her sad to witness it change the more he goes through things, but she reminds him daily how proud she is of him.

Spencer loves seeing how strong Arwen is for everything she goes through, getting to watch how she can get back up. He feels honored when she allows him to be there too when she breaks down, getting to see all these sides of her.

B - Body (favorite body part?)

Arwen - his hands and chest

Spencer - her shoulders and chest

C - Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

Very much needed, especially after bad cases. Spencer having a bad day or a case is getting to him? Arwen will hold him close to her and let him listen to her heartbeat. Or they would spoon with Arwen being the big spoon. Help him feel secure and safe.

when Arwen needs it Spencer is more than happy to hold her for however long she needs. And neither are allowed to leave the bed without some prime cuddling time.

D - Dates (ideal date?)

With their job it’s a little hard to find time to go on dates, most of it is after getting back home like going out for dinner, catching a movie, or even just finding somewhere quiet like the library or park. Occasionally it's ordering pizza while on a case and eating at the hotel.

E - Emotions (how do they express emotion?)

Spencer and Arwen are the king and queen of keeping shit in. Especially with negative emotions. It’s not until it becomes too much for either that they'll blow up with everything they are holding in. Both have had the talk of needing to tell each other stuff or when emotions are troubling either of them, but it hasn't stuck yet.

F - Family (do they want one? If they do, when? And what does this family look like?)

At some point, yes they have a family.

Arwen said for the longest time: "If Spencer can assure me I can't have twins, then we can have a baby genius." And Spencer never could, especially since Arwen does have twins run in her family so that increases their chance.

Fortunately when Arwen and Spencer do begin to start their family, they have only singleton pregnancies. And Arwen makes really sure that there is only one heartbeat so there isn't any surprises. They do decide to have at least 2 so their oldest wouldn't need to be alone.

They have 2 daughters before adding a "surprise" son to the mix.

- Clementine "Clem" Reid-Valentine

- Theodora "Thea" Reid-Valentine

- Leonardo "Leo" Reid-Valentine

G - Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving?)

They cherish anything either give to each other. Arwen's favorite part of giving Spencer anything is finding where he will put it, she thinks she's bad at gift giving because of how much thought Spencer puts into his own whenever he gives to her. Makes Arwen nervous to give him anything when she does, but he seems to like anything she can give him.

H - Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

Love holding hands, when on cases or at work they won't just to keep being professional. But when they can Spencer always grabs for her hands and interlock their fingers, and Arwen loves to play with Spencer's fingers and just trace them over them.

I - Injury (how would they act if either of them got hurt?)

Spencer is a mess if Arwen is hurt. He can't sit still and can't help but think of every possibility there is. Someone may need to help him come back to earth so he doesn't spiral too far.

For Arwen, she is a complete mess too. She starts preparing for the worse case scenario there is. Sometimes if the team are there they'll need to help her sit still and slow down her panic.

J - Jokes (do they like to joke around or play pranks? How does that play out?)

If Spencer is pushed to he will. Which Arwen will, not enough he'll be terribly mad but occasionally she will do harmless ones. She expects him to return the favor in some way. But it's not something they do a lot. Derek does it enough for her.

K - Kisses (how do they like to kiss?)

Almost kiss each other like it's the last time they can. Arwen always makes sure Spencer gets one at least once a day, if she isn't able she makes sure to give him two the next day, which doesn't happen often for how much either like to kiss each other.

They might have been late to briefing cause of it.

L - Love (how do they show/express their love?)

Both leave little things at their desk or bedside table. Arwen will sometimes leave little treats for him with a sticky note of some joke she looked for online, refilled his coffee or also left a water bottle for him.

Spencer lets her borrow his books, loving to listen to her talk about it with him, leave notes in her own romance books for her to find when they go on cases or on her desk when he goes in early in the morning.

M - Memory (favorite memory together?)

Arwen’s is when he first kissed her. He was so nervous and she couldn't figure out what was happening until he kissed her. His face was so red after he pulled away, her heart and stomach couldn't settle down, she kissed him again and it became more eager and not as nervous and shy anymore.

Spencer’s is when he was starting to ramble and when he realized he was doing it, he started to apologize and stop, but Arwen stopped him and made him continue. Genuinely looking interested instead of trying to be nice or anything.

N - Nicknames (what nicknames do they call each other?)

Arwen - Baby, Darling, Honey, Genius Man

Spencer - Baby, Honey, Sweetheart, My Love

O - Obvious (what’s it like when they fall in love? How is it for everyone else?)

Arwen became like a school girl with a crush when she realized how much she liked him, especially when someone caught on what was going on. Crashing into things, losing track what she was saying, and refusing to be alone with him for long. She denied it for a long time cause she broke her rule of not falling for her co-worker, but it was extremely obvious to everyone and they had to encourage her to say yes to Spencer when he did get the courage to ask her out.

P - PDA (How do they feel about pda? Are they shy or shameless?)

Spencer isn’t that big on pda, kinda shy but also wanting to keep it private. The most either will do in front of anyone is press a kiss to the cheek or hold hands. But Arwen is the one who will kiss him in front of the team when they are at work.

Q - Quality Time (how do they like to spend time together?)

Reading in the same room or to each other, watching shows or movies together, cuddling or kissing on the couch or bed. Just soaking up each other’s presence.

R - Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

Spotify playlist about Arwen and Spencer's relationship

S - Secrets (how open are they with each other?)

Like what I said in “emotions”, they are the king and queen of keeping stuff in. Neither says anything until one finds out, it becomes too much, and then they need to talk about it. It’s honestly the thing both constantly need to work on and the source of a lot of their arguments.

T - Time (how long did it take to get together?)

First time? A year and were together for 3 months before Arwen got scared of her feelings and broke up with Spencer.

Second time? It wasn’t until 2 years later she asked him out. Apologizing for how she treated him. Next time she got scared and Spencer noticed the pattern’s like last time they were together is when he stepped in and made her not give up on this, not let her fear take over.

U - Upset (how are they when either are upset?)

Arwen tries to be there for Spencer, listening to anything he needs to say or just hold him if he needs it. If he just wants to be alone she tries to listen to that one, but that's hardest for her to do cause she doesn't want him to shut her out.

Spencer tries to do the same thing and just be there for her. The best thing he does when she's having an anxiety attack is when she gives him a worry is he asks what the percentage of that worry happening and giving her statistics. That seems to work wonders for her.

V - Vaunt (do they show each other off? What are they proud of?)

With friends and family, absolutely. Love showing how much they love each other and talk about how proud they are with each other with everything. Despite any teasing thrown their way. With their job they have to be discrete, Arwen wears her engagement and wedding ring either in her pockets or as a necklace. Spencer keeps his in his pocket.

But either will take the chance to talk about how proud they are of each other.

W - Wild Card (random fluff headcanon)

Arwen has found the quickest way to get Spencer to go to sleep is to play with his hair. He will fall asleep in minutes. It's commonly seen on the couch on the jet, Arwen running her hand through his hair as he uses her lap as a pillow, completely passed out.

X - X-Ray (how well can they read each other?)

Fairly well, Arwen can tell when things are bothering him or when he’s excitedly holding something back and Spencer can too. Especially when Arwen is getting scared or an anxiety attack is coming.

It's the problem of getting out of either of them for what's bothering them.

Y - Yes (how would they propose?)

They both did it.

She felt ready for that step in their relationship, and felt they were in a space to do that. And they have talked about it in the past, to the point Arwen thought it was time they start making it a reality.

She got a ring and after a couple weeks of planning and getting up the courage to finally ask him. She decided after they got home from a case, not able to wait any longer when to ask him. And it was a happy thing to do to (hopefully) lift up both their spirits. So when Spencer sat down, she sat down with him, and started the speech she had been practicing.

Apparently Spencer had been planning the same and pulled out his own engagement ring for her. Arwen couldn't help but laugh, feeling good to laugh after not being able to for weeks. And both said yes to each other.

Z - Zen (what makes them feel calm?) 

If they aren't together on a case they will call just to check in, settle any anxiety might be creeping in. Reaching for the other's hand and squeezing their hand. Watching comfort shows/movies or reading their favorite book to the other. 

#arwen valentine #ABC fluff #criminal minds #spencer reid x oc #spencer reid #spencer reid x original female character #original female character #criminal minds fluff #spencer reid fluff #tooth rotting fluff

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Steddie Gay Club RP

You: Steve couldn’t help but overhear the conversation. Robin and Eddie talking about their next trip to Indy, a weekend at bars, clubs, and coffee shops, checking out the local scene and Steve found himself feeling left out - again. “Can I come along?” he asks, earning surprised looks from his friends.

Stranger: Robin and Eddie had honestly been caught up in a world of their own in the discussion as to what they were going to be doing. Of course they both turned to Steve at the exact time; Robin looking amused and Eddie cocking his head to the side slightly, a bright but unreadable look in his eyes. "You'd wanna?" The metalhead countered.

You: "I mean why not? I like most of the stuff you two are talking about, and it'd be nice to get out of Hawkins," and not left behind, he thinks. "I can even spring for a hotel room if you want to stay overnight," he adds, hoping that if he sweetens the deal enough they'll let him go

Stranger: Eddie turned back to Robin and gave a nod, which Robin returned. That quickly prompted to Robin facing Steve and nodding with a smile. "Yeah, you can come with us, Dingus. Why didn't you ask sooner?" She asked, curiously. The metalhead hummed slightly in agreement to Robins question, wanting to know why too.

You: Steve didn't exactly know the answer as to why he hadn't asked sooner. A part of him felt like it wasn't his place to ask, that after years of being the insider keeping people out it was his turn to feel like an outsider. "Just figured you wouldn't want to babysit a newbie is all."

Stranger: "Oh please, Stevie. It'd be our pleasure to have you tag along." Eddie said, smile bright. He was quite happy to spend more time with Steve, so he really didn't have a problem with it all. Robin hummed slightly before speaking up once more. "Come on, dude, you know we could make an exception for you. And yeah, What Eds said."

You: "Great! Then just let me know the neighborhood you two want to stay in and I'll find a place." He's far too excited about this, and really does hope he's not intruding. But he wants to go into the city, feel like an adult for once. Not to mention the curiosity Steve has about how a particular metalhead acts a night club.

Stranger: They'd already narrowed it down to a possible three places so Robin just told Steve the names and let him pick; They'd all be going together anyways so that would work best. Of course Eddie was practically bouncing in his seat at the prospect of Steve joining them; Even though they'd all probably be completely hammered by the ends of the nights.

You: A few days later when they're in the car, Steve tells them that he booked two rooms because the rates were weirdly cheap. "Why did you get two rooms?" Robin asks, passing around car snacks. "In case one of you two decides to come back with a date it would leave at least one room not smelling like sex where I can sleep," he munches, rolling his eyes. He'd learned from hearing about prior trips that Robin tended to let loose a bit more when there was no one around to recognize her. "Alternatively, if you don't want to be with two guys all weekend."

Stranger: Eddie shook his head when he got offered a snack, pushing them away gently. "Well that's smart. Really smart actually. Last time I had to sleep in the hallway because Robin actually managed to pull." He said with a snort, narrowly avoiding the slap being sent in his direction. "I'll try and keep all my business within the clubs; That way you have a room to bring someone back to or sleep in, considering you booked them and all." The metalhead reasoned; Actually having a good point for once.

You: Steve insists he won't be doing anything of the sort, leaving out the fact he's going on a year-long dry spell. "Yeah because if anyone is going to pull a woman at a gay club it would be Steve Harrington," Robin cackles, ignoring Eddie's comment on bi-erasure, which prompts Steve to ask, "wait what's that? I haven't heard that before."

Stranger: Eddie snorted once again, this time at Robins comment. "I mean, come on, Robin! Look at the guy! He'd be able to pull anyone he wanted in /almost/ any club." He reasoned, grinning slightly. He wasn't blind, Steve was good looking; So quite frankly he thought Steve would be able to pull anyone that was into guys. He raised an eyebrow though at Steve's question. "What's what, dude?"

You: Ignoring all the comments about his prowess and reputation, he sinks a bit into his seat to hide the blush rising from Eddie's compliment. "You said bi-erasure and then Robin said bisexual, what does that mean?"

Stranger: "Oh, man, you didn't know? I mean, not that there's a problem with that. If someone's bisexual they swing both ways, you know what I mean?" The metalhead said, honestly not minding having to explain; He didn't expect Steve to know something like that considering as far as he knew he thought his friend was straight. Although he only thought that through assumption. "And bi-erasure is, well, erasure of being bisexual."

You: Steve didn't know what he meant but he nods along anyway. All he knew was the two ends of the spectrum - gay or straight. One made you a target the other didn't. One made you normal, the other gets you punched for telling your friend in junior high you thought his hair was pretty. "Huh, good to know," he mumbles and turns on the radio before looking out the window of the car, viewing the changing landscape.

Stranger: Considering that's how Steve viewed it, he figured Steve knew Eddie basically had a target painted on his back throughout his entire highschool career. Robin could tell Steve was just nodding along so she leaned over. "Bisexual means you like both, boys and girls." She whispered with the most unhelpful smile in the world. The car fell silent after that, the radio playing as they drove to their destination; Although it wasn't an awkward silence, more a comfortable one.

You: Steve wanted to tell her that he's gotten that from what Eddie said, that he was just nodding so it didn't look like he was an idiot who didn't get the innuendo. And maybe if he nodded enough it wouldn't think back to all the times his eyes looked a little too closely at certain actors or even guys on his team. That was just healthy teenager curiosity after all. The ride to the city was fairly uneventful and when they get to the hotel Steve checks them in. "Two rooms under Harrington," he says to the man behind the counter who spies Eddie and Robin behind him, making him smirk. "Unfortunately due to a last-minute change we only have king beds available, but something tells me that won't be a problem."

Stranger: Eddie and Robin seemed to both share an almost doubtful look before shrugging. They ignored the slight implication that laced the guys voice and waited for Steve to tell him if that was good or not. Robin just rocked back and forth on her feet slightly as Eddie messed with his rings. Honestly after the drive Eddie just wanted to sit down on something that /wasn't/ moving, so the sooner they all got booked in the better.

You: "Yeah why would that be a problem?" he asks, taking the room keys from the concierge and passing one to Robin. "You get one to yourself for now unless the night goes well for Eddie. Munson, you have to settle for me," he chuckles, passing Eddie the key before grabbing their bags. The part in the hallway, Robin's room across from theirs. Relief floods Steve when he sees it's a normal room, unsure of what to expect between the neighborhood and pricing. The only thing out of the ordinary is the additional bedside toiletry kit, which makes him roll his eyes. "Do you hog blankets? I need to know now to prevent midnight fighting."

Stranger: "Hardly settling, better you than Robin." Eddie said, jokingly, although he genuinely had no problem with sharing a room with Steve. Once they got inside their room Eddie dropped his bags and flopped backwards across the foot of the bed. "I'm not a blanket hog-- Or at least not that I know of. Are you?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, looking over from his current spot on the bed. He was glad just as glad that it was a normal room to be completely honest, although he still had to thank Steve /again/ for booking the rooms.

You: "Nah I tend to run hot at night," he admits and starts unpacking. It's a horrible habit he got from his mother who could never live out of suitcase even for one night. Despite it being just a weekend Steve packed /a lot/ unsure of what he should be wearing to these bars and clubs. Something told him his standard polo wouldn't work. "So did you just pack clothes or did you bring other goodies?" he asks Eddie, praying the man brought something more than just headache medicine.

Stranger: "Clothes, weed, money, advil and some other essentials." Was all Eddie responded with; Considering he'd brought everything in a bag he had significantly less things with him. He just watched Steve quietly, almost fascinated by the fact that Steve was unpacking; Eddie was the complete opposite, he /couldn't/ unpack at a hotel. "What about you?" He asked, wondering if his friend had brought anything other than clothes.

You: "Almost the same as you, substitute weed for whiskey and this," he says passing a wad of cash to Eddie. "My dad sort of never notices his cash missing, and thinks it's just my mom taking it so I figured why not let us enjoy ourselves this weekend," he shrugs, looking out the window to the city and looking at the street below. It's clearly the gay district given the flags and something about that makes Steve feel better, like he's not going to stand out here.

Stranger: "Holy shit, Harrington. I always forget you're, like, loaded." He said with a laugh, putting the wad of cash down on the bed next to him. He watched Steve walk across to the window and look out quietly, still seeming curious. He groaned under his breath as he stretched his legs out and just let his head hang off of the bed; His fringe now completely off of his forehead as his curls hung down towards the floor. "So...You excited?" He asked, grinning.

You: It takes Steve a second to answer Eddie, just nodding at first. "Yeah, I mean I haven't gone to a bar outside of Hawkins, like ever, and it'll be nice to see Robin let loose. You too. Actually really curious about that because you don't strike me as a dance club guy." Steve walks towards the bed and lays out on his stomach, his head in the same direction as Eddie's minus the blood rush. "So what does Eddie Munson do at a gay club?"

Stranger: His grin seemed to brighten slightly at that, if possible. "Yeah, it /is/ nice to see Robin let loose. I'm quite enjoying looking forward to seeing you let loose too; If you do." He paused for a second before shrugging. "He either pulls someone or gets absolutely hammered. Or both." He said, referring to himself in third person. "What do you reckon you're gonna do?"

You: Figure myself out, he thinks to himself but settles on, "just see where the night takes me. But as a wingman in training for Robin, I'll need to help you out too. What kind of guys do you go for because honestly I've been trying to figure that out for a bit now. Robin is easy. You? Not so much."

Stranger: "Consider me a man of mystery." He said through a laugh. "But seriously? I dunno man, I don't have a type. Whoever's willing to go for me, I guess." He just shrugged as he messed with his rings; Eventually having to bring his head back onto the bed so he didn't go too light-headed. In all honesty his type was someone like Steve, if not Steve himself, but he couldn't really just say that.

You: "We have got to work on that answer Eddie. Whomever? Nah, you have to have standards dude. Not everyone is good enough for you after all," he insists. "Even if they are just a one night stand. Take it from the guy who's slept with most of Hawkins. That shit leaves you empty after awhile."

Stranger: Eddie seemed to just stop for a moment. "Yeah, yeah, I know. Sorry you've had to feel like that." He spoke from experience too, although he also continued fiddling with his rings before talking once again. "Honestly, I can't be too picky. I'll take what I can get most of the time-- Uh, not that I'd just like- Sleep with anyone. I do draw a line." He rushed to explain afterwards.

You: "I did it to myself man, no need to be sorry. But good to know you do draw a line." Reaching out, Steve pulls one of Eddie's rings off his fingers and slips it on himself. "These are way heavier than I thought they'd be. In a nice way though. I see why you're always playing with them."

Stranger: Eddie just hummed slightly in acknowledgement to that, smiling when Steve took one of his rings. "Mhm, that one's my favourite." Eddie said, somewhat happily, the ring Steve had took had been plain but chunky consisting of two overlapping rings. "You should keep that one." He suggested.

You: Steve looks over and finds Eddie's face only a few inches from him. "You just said it was your favorite, I'm not going to keep your favorite ring. That's like giving someone your letterman or something," he compares, twirling the ring on this finger a few more times before sliding it back onto Eddie's hand.

Stranger: "Yeah, well, maybe I want you to have it. You're, like, my best friend, man." Eddie said as Steve slid the ring back onto his hand. He'd be lying if he said his face hadn't turned a light pink at the comparison to being given someone's letterman, but at least he could play it off as the aftermath of having his head hanging off of the bed.

You: /Best friend/. Right. Steve is a friend. Because he's their straight friend just tagging along for the weekend. The smile Steve gives him is a little sad, but thanks him nonetheless. "If you ever need it back just let me know," he mumbles, and switches the ring to a more comfortable finger. "Should we shower before we go out? I can go after you since your hair takes longer to dry."

Stranger: Eddie had to call him his best friend, he couldn't exactly just say that Steve was his supposedly straight friend that he'd like to get with if proven otherwise. That's why he wasn't too keen on actually getting with anyone tonight, yet he'd still be going out. "Uh, yeah, yeah we should probably shower. Are you sure you don't mind me going first?"

You: "As long as you don't use all the hot water I'll be good."

Around sundown the three of them wander to dinner, Robin making Steve change a few times until he's in jeans and black tank top that he borrowed from Eddie. "Do I need a bandana like you?" he asks as they walk out, spying one in Eddie's back pocket along with several men on the street.

Stranger: Eddie had settled on his stupid two-sizes-too-small skinny jeans alongside a cropped KISS tank top followed by his usual bandana, although it was tucked into the opposite pocket tonight. "Oh- Uh-- No, no, not at all." He said with a smile. "It's a bit of a code thing. You don't need to worry about it." He reassured Steve.

You: Steve's about to ask what the code is but thinks better of it. The last thing he wants to be tonight is too nosey so he just nods and follows them to a cafe they picked out for dinner. As they ate, Steve notices his friends wave at a few people, clearly having made connections over their last few trips. When one guy winks at Eddie, the sight of Eddie winking back has Steve looking at the menu despite having ordered. It feels a lot like jealousy and he doesn't know why.

Stranger: Eddie was kind of glad Steve didn't ask any more questions about it tonight, he didn't want to scare his friend off with it or anything. Of course when Eddie saw a previous hookup wink at him he simply winked back, completely unaware that the action made Steve look away, although he did seem to budge Steves foot with his own gently, hooking around the others ankle slightly. "What are you gonna get?" He asked curiously, attention now on on his friend, head cocked to the side slightly.

Stranger: *nudge

You: "Princess Steve is most likely going to get a salad," Robin teases, knowing that Steve's been on a health kick since he found himself a bit out of shape during the whole Vecna incident. "Haha Buckley, for your information I'm getting a sandwich...and a salad," he mutters, closing the menu. Eddie's leg is still against his ankle and he doesn't move, instead idly running his foot against Eddie's leg. "You know once the kids graduate it might not be a bad idea to move to a bigger city. Could probably get a better job for myself."

Stranger: Eddie couldn't help but laugh slightly at Steve and Robins interaction; Although he was only getting a sandwich himself so he couldn't really be one to speak. "Well, if you do, I'll make sure the kids can visit you every so often. If you want." The metalhead said with a smile. He had a strong feeling he'd end up staying in Hawkins himself, he couldn't get away, so he may as well be helpful if needed.

You: "Or you could always move out with me? I mean I might go to wherever she winds up seeing as she actually has ambitions out of the two of us. Besides most of those rugrats are geniuses who'll wind up with full rides to fancy coast school like Nance," he adds. It's an honest offer. He wouldn't mind Eddie with him at all, and twists the ring on his finger as he thinks about it.

Stranger: "I'd love to, man. Really. But I'm gonna be stuck in Hawkins for the foreseeable future." He managed a genuine smile, he couldn't be sad about it; And besides, he had no complaints. He really wouldn't mind moving out and to a bigger city with Steve but Eddie was just too much of a nothing and a nobody to do it; If anything he'd drag Steve down when he was trying to get a fresh start. "You're gonna do great if you actually move though, you've got the charm and smarts to get by and shit."

You: Steve doesn't understand why he thinks he's going to be stuck, especially if Steve is willing to tug him along. "I mean that might not be a bad idea," Robin thinks allowed, the one beer she's already had getting to her. "Because if you move Henderson will probably make you move close to him and then you'll be babysitting him and Suzie's inevitable Mormon brood."

Stranger: "Oh how I'm dreading the inevitable Mormon brood. You'll be a grandad." Eddie said with a laugh, the last part directed to Steve; Honestly not dropping the fact that Dustin was basically Steves kid at this rate. Eddie did keep an eye on Robin, making sure she only stuck to the one beer before they were actually out and drinking properly.

You: "You're in the same boat as me Munson, even though I'm sure you'll give Suzie a heart attack the first time she meets you," he snorts, Robin nodding in agreement. The topic of kids continues over dinner with Steve not hating the idea of having one and Robin wrinkling her nose at the idea. "Nothing is coming out of me thank you very much, but if I get luck enough to have a 'wife' I claim your baby batter now Harrington. You'd give me cute kids."

Stranger: "I'm sure she'll take one look at me and ban me from looking after their kids, she'll think I'll convert them to satanism or something." Eddie said with a grin. As the conversation continued, Eddie sitting out the 'do you want kids' part, they eventually got to what Robin said, Eddie choking on a bite of his sandwich at the comment; An honest to god cackle leaving him between chokes, thinking both the look on Steves face and Robins words were priceless.

You: For that Steve takes the rest of his beer and chugs it down. "I never want to hear those words out of your mouth again young lady. Stick to being a pervert about women and leave my family jewels out of it," he shivers, despite wanting to preen about the fact that he'd make nice kids. Shame two very pretty men couldn't, he thinks for a moment, glancing at Eddie. "Right, shall we dance?"

Stranger: Eddie eventually recovered from his choking/laughing moment; Finishing all of his beer afterwards, so now they were all one drink in. As stupid as it sounds, Eddie's half convinced Steve could have kids with anyone and they'd turn out alright. "Mhm, I think we shall." He said with a lopsided smile, finally pulling his foot back from where it had wrapped around Steves ankle.

You: While Steve feels his gut twist when Eddie pulls away and wonders if that feeling will continue through the night. Especially if he sees Eddie with someone else. He has no right to dislike that, but a part of him wonders if with enough liquid courage he could at least kiss Eddie. Just to see if what he's feeling is real. Following the pair to the bar-turned-nightclub they picked out, Steve tries to pass his ID to the bouncer who just eyes Steve up and down before nodding to go inside. The place isn't huge and there's an assortment of people in all states of undress hanging around. In the middle is a dancefloor and Steve doesn't know where to look.

Stranger: Eddie was still completely oblivious to Steves current inner turmoil, and he was sure Steve was oblivious to his too. Within minutes of them being inside Eddie had lost sight of Robin, but that was a usual occurrence and she'd probably be back soon enough. Eddie grabbed ahold of Steves hand, not thinking much of it, before dragging the other towards the bar. "Come on, dude. Let's get a few drinks in and then I'll dance with you, swear down." He offered over the music, grinning.

You: The feeling of Eddie's hand in his would have given him goosebumps if he wasn't already sweating. Steve presses himself alongside Eddie at the bar, and orders them each a decent whiskey, passing the bartender a large tip which endears him immediately. "You're going to dance with me? You're always going on about how much you hate dancing and hate this music," he points out, noticing a few eyes on Eddie. "You don't have to babysit me Eddie, I can handle myself."

Stranger: Eddie shrugged softly at that, a frown playing on his lips momentarily. "I'm not babysitting you, Steve. I want to spend time with you, make sure you enjoy yourself and shit--" He paused for a second before speaking once more. "If this is your way of telling me to get lost then don't worry I can take a hike if needed." He grinned once more at that, not having to be told twice if Steve wanted him gone. Eddie wasn't fully unaware of the eyes on him, it was just a case of Steve having his attention right now.

You: "No! No," he assures because the last thing he wants is Eddie leaving his side right now. If Eddie is looking at him, it means he's not looking at someone else. "I just - I know that for you and Robin weekends like this are freeing. We hang out all the time so I just wanted to offer is all." Steve puts his whiskey down and just as he does, the bartender is sliding towards him another beer. "Not even hear half an hour and I've got three men wanting to buy you something pretty boy. Should put you to work," he winks, making Steve blush as he takes the beer.

Stranger: "Listen, man, if I thought I'd be bothered by you being here then I wouldn't have let you come with us. I'm happy you're with us tonight." Eddie said simply, finally drinking his own whiskey from Steves buy. He couldn't help the slight spike of jealousy at the comment towards Steve but he snorted a laugh nonetheless. "See, told you you could pull almost anyone. You're a hit." He said, still grinning as he leant against the bar slightly. He glanced around quietly afterwards, finally spotting Robin amongst a group of people; Seemingly having the time of her life.

You: Following Eddie's gaze Steve spies Robin among a group of women and smiles. She's lit up and Steve can almost hear her sighs of relief all the way over here. "Do you want another drink Eddie? On me of course," he grins, leaning into Eddie's space now that he's turned away.

Stranger: Eddie turned his head to face the other brunette, and if he was shocked by the fact that Steve was closer then he didn't show it, once he spoke and just thought for a minute. "Go on, you've gotta let me pay you back though." He insisted with a slightly lopsided smirk; He wasn't a lightweight at all but that whiskey was /strong/, so he was already getting kicks from it.

You: "You brought weed, and I suspect a few strong items you won't tell me about so let's call it even," he grins, ordering another whiskey and leaving another good tip, which earns him a kiss on the cheek from the bartender. Huh. He didn't hate that. When he turns to pass his drink to Eddie he feels the other man staring in a bit of disbelief but just shrugs. "When in Rome."

Stranger: He nodded, and although he couldn't expect the bartender to do anything but that on a good tip he couldn't help his jaw clenching slightly. Once Steve turned around he just had the lopsided smirk back on his face, though. "I'll drink to that." He said in agreement, necking his drink in one go. Once he put his empty glass down he just glanced around once more, noting a few of the newcomers from the last time he was here.

You: Steve is about to drag Eddie to the dance floor when a guy just about Eddie's size slides in beside him, looking at him in a way Steve can only describe as hunger. "Eddie, nice to see you back in town. Was getting worried that you'd found someone to play with back home." The man turns and looks at Steve and doesn't register that he's with Eddie, settling between the two which makes Steve turn back to the bar. He flags the bartender down just to ask for a water, figuring if the man and Eddie are still chat by the time he chugs it he'll go bother Robin.

Stranger: Eddie /giggled/, and it was an honest to fucking god giggle, at the guys comment. "I'm a busy man, I had places to be and things to do. Sorry I haven't been back for so long." The conversation flowed easily, but Eddie would honestly rather be talking with Steve right now. Hell he'd rather be dancing with Steve right now. But in his tipsy state that wasn't fully clicking.

You: Putting his glass down, Steve sneaks away to go find Robin, having lost sight of her. He walks over to where he last swears he saw her but has no luck. Instead, when he turns to go to another part of the bar he bumps into someone. "Sorry man wasn't paying attention," he starts only for the man in question to let out a deep chuckle. "Oh no worries, I saw you drinking that whiskey from across the bar. Impressive how you can handle your liquor. I haven't seen you here before." Steve explains that it's his first time at the bar and the man seems interested in that. "Really, well welcome - I didn't get your name." "Steve," he answers and receives a Charlie in return. It's not hard to talk to the man, who he figures is a few years older than him after a few exchanges.

Stranger: Eddie eventually managed to get away with his conversation with the guy whose name he could not remember for the life of him right now, only to find Steve gone. He took the third drink someone else had bought for him and glanced around the entire club; After a few minutes of scanning back and forth he spotted Steve with some guy. With /Charlie/. The entire time the metalhead was watching like a hawk, almost worriedly. He necks his drink and orders another, putting the cash down quickly and continuing his observation. He shouldn't have let what's-his-face distract him for that long; But god forbid anyone so much as made Steve slightly uncomfortable tonight he'd probably have their head on a stick. Can't blame a guy for being worried about his /supposedly/ straight friend in the gay club.

You: A part of Steve wonders if this is what the women he pursued in Hawkins felt like. One of Charlie's hands is against the wall behind Steve, gradually allowing the man to get closer. It's not the worst feeling in the world to be wanted like this. It's the same high he's been chasing since he slept with Nancy, which is led him to an assortment of beds back home. He wonders if it wouldn't be so bad to give in and see where the night goes. His friends are all preoccupied and Steve did come out with the intention of figuring himself out. He asks Charlie if he wants to dance, and the man nods but stops Steve from moving just yet. "Want something to make the dance floor more alive?" he asks, pulling out a bottle Steve would not recognize as poppers, waiving it in front of his face.

Stranger: And that's when Eddie finally decided to step in. He knew he shouldn't really stop Steve from having his fun but the last thing his friend needed was to be given something on his first time here that could make or break his entire view on this place. He grunted slightly as he pushed himself off of the counter and made his way through the throngs of people, narrowly avoiding grabbing hands. If the metalhead was about to make a bad decision then he was about to make a bad decision, it is what it is. But with the amount of heavier alcohol in his system really convinced him otherwise.

You: Drugs aren't new to Steve. His friend did plenty of them as boredom in Hawkins was rampant. Couple that with a few visits to the upside-down and sometimes Steve needed something more. Except right now he's got no idea what in the bottle and as curious as he is, nowadays he gets his supply from Eddie because he trusts him to got give him something bad. "What is it?" he asks at the same time he feels an arm around his waist and Eddie's voice near his ear supplying the answer.

Stranger has disconnected.

#steddie #steve/eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve x eddie #stranger things #steddie rp

[jamesheartupdates]

6 months and many breakdowns later... surgery is rescheduled

TL;DR: Surgery is now scheduled for Wednesday, February 21, 2024. James will have pre-op the day before. We'll keep updating here as we can!

The longer version...

Almost everything from the last post in August is still valid. It's still the third and final surgery for his "full repair" (called the "Fontan"). It's still not an "emergency" (although it does need to happen). And it's still happening at UVA hospital in Charlottesville (and we still live in Richmond, an hour away).

The biggest change is that James turned 4 in October! Also after having conversations with his cardiologist, the initial 2-4 week hospital recovery we were told to anticipate may be a little inflated. James is an all-star little patient and has recovered more quickly than average during his past two surgeries, so we're anticipating hospital recovery to be more around a week (or two, but you can never really know these things).

For a little background over the past several months, there have been many twists and turns since August. The August date was canceled due to low ICU staffing at the hospital. We planned again for October. We kept the boys out of daycare to prevent us from getting sick. We all got sick. We delayed surgery week by week as we continued to be sick. Then we decided to take a break from the madness as we entered into cold and flu season, and we would wait and try again in the spring.

It's not quite spring, but we're back at it again. We're anxious to have this surgery behind us, and we're hopeful James will feel relief for ailments he doesn't even realize he has (his oxygen saturation levels are in the low 80s currently, after surgery they'll be in the high 90s).

We took the boys out of daycare again and have been quarantining as much as possible in preparation for the surgery. It's important for James to not have an upper respiratory illness for the surgery and immediate recovery because his lungs need to be in tip top shape (something we didn't *fully* realize until our second attempt at the surgery in the fall).

The logistics, the considerations, the emotions, the stress — it's all a lot. We just keep telling ourselves and each other we're doing the best we can.

Here's what the next few days will look like:

We plan to tell James about the surgery today or tomorrow (the fun news is we also get to tell James he was accepted for Make A Wish, so he can choose something to look forward to after the surgery!).

Tuesday 2/20 we go to UVA for pre-op mid-morning to mid-afternoon (vitals, echo, blood draw, ultrasound, etc.), then we come home.

Wednesday 2/21 is surgery day, so Michael and I will take James SUPER EARLY to UVA. Surgery will be 6-8 hours (for those who this means anything to, it's a "beating heart" operation and he'll be on the pump for ~1-1.5 hrs). Michael and I have been in touch with the hospital about getting a room at the Ronald McDonald house — chances are it's full, and if it is, the hospital will provide a room at a hotel for us for 3 nights. Michael and I will be taking turns staying overnight with James at the hospital (they only let 1 adult overnight).

In the days that follow, someone will be with him around the clock (it's different having a newborn or 5 month old compared to a 4 year old!). He'll probably be in the ICU for a couple nights then go to the pediatric floor for the remaining days.

Another thing to note is that there are two heart transplant candidates that could move our surgery to Thursday or Friday, but the odds are still good that James's surgery will happen within the week. As long as we get through pre-op, surgery will definitely be within the week.

People have been asking how to support us, and most simply you can cheer us on however you prefer — thoughts, prayers, letters, song, dance, poem, etc. Some people have asked about meals, and we don’t have a meal train currently, but if you’d like to send an Uber Eats or Door Dash gift card or Venmo us (@ninarogers or @mikerogue) for a coffee, a meal or to just help with the extra costs that can come with traveling to and from the hospital and being out of our normal routine — that would be appreciated. Hopefully this will just be a short stint and not too disruptive for too long.

Last but not least, here are some cute pictures from the past few months 🥰 James is still our sweet, funny, sassy, spirited and curious little red head, and we love him so!

That's all for now! We'll post more (shorter) posts as we go. You can come here to stay updated!

Love, Nina (+ Michael, James & Gabe)

[kingdomsqueendomkimgme]

Long live the king - Louis x reader pt.2

This is part 2. I really hope yall like it ^^

Word count: 2247

Kingdom Masterlist

Pt.1

Louis Pov.

We all were ahooked when our enemies got send flying and knocked out from her powers. //she can't control them which means she doesn't know anything about them..// we all turned to her looking if she was alright only to run towards her to stop her from hitting the ground. I used my time control to stop time and get faster to her. After I let time go normal again, I catched her just before her head could hit the ground.

"Should we bring then to the Hotel or should we take them to the Palace?" Dann asked. I picked the girl up "we'll bring them to the Palace, it's to dangerous to let then stay at the hotel." I said. And added "and Mujin, Jahan. Please get their things from the hotel, they'll stay at the palace for the time being" both of them nodded and made their way to the Hotel. While the rest of us took both of them back to the Palace.

Time skip next day in the Palace.

We brought everyone of them in their own rooms and I ordered each 4 guards to watch them.

I was awake the whole night. Thinking about possible ways to find out how much of Jaehyns people are here. //damn we need to keep them save. And now that they have their proof that she's the one their searching for its even more dangerous... why do I care about that??..// I sighted, run a hand over my face and looked out the window..... // I need to ask Dann what that feeling is.. sometimes I really hate my dad for raising me like this...// I got up and got charged, just as I was about to leave my room the door banged open "she's awake sir." The guard said. I looked at him " Ok I'll be right there" He nodded and disappeared again. // I'll ask Dann later about it.// I went to her room and knocked. I silent 'come in' came and I stepped in the room. Two of our maids helped her sitting up "Good morning your majesty, she weaker then we thought she would be. She can barely walk on her on. We helped her change out of the clothes from yesterday and helped her cleaning herself. We'll go and make her breakfast." They both putted the last cushions behind her back, bowed to both of us and left.

"How are you feeling?" I stepped closer to the bed and sat on the chair next to it " it's ok, I just feel so tired but I can't sleep. And I have a light headache" she smiled at me "Thank you for saving me" //shes so pretty and her smile is cute. What am I thinking?// I smiled slightly back "no need to thank us, btw what is your name?" She looked at me titled her head slightly. "OH I'm really sorry.. my name is Y/N, Y/N L/N" "pretty name. Fits you" she blushed looked down to her hands. I chuckled. Just as I was to say something else someone knocked the door "Your majesty ? Y/N ? Can we come in we have the breakfast finished. " "You can come in" I said, stood up and opened the door for them since I know they tend to slightly make to much food for one person or also in general. And as I thought it's more of a buffet for 10 people then for one. "You know she probably won't eat that much." One of them turned to me and smiled "oh its not just for her, it's also for you your majesty, since her best friend was awake earlier then her he already got breakfast" I nodded and went to the chair next to her bed again. The build up a bedtable so she would have to leave bed while I stayed at the table next to the bed.

As they have sat the last plate down, I dismissed them and they left the room again.

"That is really a lot" I heard next to me. " That's normal. You don't have to eat everything, the rest will be Givin for the breakfast round for those people on town who can't afford as much as we do, so there won't go anything to waste." She looked at me and smiled again "I really wish it be everywhere like this" with that she began to eat and so did I.

The breakfast was one of the nicest I've had in a long time shes really bubbly which is a change from most of the other people I've met. As we talked about a lot of things one thing got my attention the most which was her interest in History, myths, rumors and fairytales of different cultures. That's also when I found out the truth about their lost being the day before. " and ill be honest with you we didn't really got lost, we found something that I wanted to know if it was true. But he definitely hadn't the intention to break thing or steal things." I was first confused " what do you mean by that.? What exactly did you find?" She then took out a old letter and handed it me. "I Asked the maids to give me the letter from my backpack before. I don't like lying to people especially since you saved my life." I looked at the letter then back at her " There is something described in the letter and I wanted to know if it's true." She looked down.

I opend the letter after a few more seconds of looking at her. I read the letter and then realized what letter it was " how did you get that letter" she looked at me now fear in her eyes. Yes I was angry but not at her. "W-we got that from Birans dad, his dad has gotten the letter from a friend of his" I took a deep breath "first of all sorry I didn't mean to scare you and secondly the letter got stolen a few weeks ago. It was never supposed to leave the Palace.. if not you but someone else would have gotten their hands on the letter we all would be in deep trouble." I ran a hand trough my hair. And watched her closely, she relaxed again. "I'm sorry.." she mumbled and looked down. "It's ok, I mean you didn't knew. " I reached out to her and padded her head. She looked up at me and in that moment I knew I still had a heart because it broke at the sight of her crying. I sad down on the bed next to her "Hey why are you crying?" I looked in her eyes " I- it's just that since I lost my parents everything I do is wrong in everyone's eyes.... and it's even worse when I do mistakes like this..." I was shooked at least to say " It's not your fault, and I'm not mad I promise" she nodded and I took her in my arms where I rested my head kn top of hers..//seems like she's been trought a lot...// " you don't ever need to be scared of me ok?" I felt her nod. I held her for a long time more.

She fell asleep again so I laid her down and put the blanket over her. I made sure to call the guards back and the maids to clean her room.

After that I went off to find Dann and ask him about what feeling I was having when I'm with her.

Time skip evening.

Y/N Pov.

I woke up and looked around. I was still in the room, I must have fallen asleep again. I thought about what happend and blushed madly. //oh shit...that's do embarrassing... but I felt comforteble with the king... weird I know...// I took a look out of the window.. It was slowly getting dark... I looked at my phone which charged on the nightstand. 05.37pm.... //theres no way im going back to sleep...// I stood up, feeling how my legs didn't really have any strengh, I still kept going, I had a really bad feeling and wanted to see King Louis. I slowly opened the door and saw that the guards wheren't there. //no no no thats bad really bad...// Panic began to slowly run trough my veins.. //shit. shit, shit. I need to find him.// I tried to walk faster and it worked, probably because of the adrenaline. I saw a door slightly open. At this point I was already running. and the figure that has been standing infront of one of the windows didnt do any help to my Panic and fear. I heard two voices, one that I didn't know and //Louis!// I reached for the door and then I felt super light headed //Now I know why I was told to stay in bed fuck// Again I fell, just this time I stayed conscious, bad thing I fell trought the door and it banged open. I couldn't move to see who was in the room so I stayed on the floor.

"Y/N!!!" I heard foodsteps coming closer. I felt two arms pulling me slightly up. "Why aren't you in bed, how you were told to??!!" he was angry i could tell even thought he spoke calmy the tone in his voice showed that he was anrgy. "Louis calm down and maybe at least get her on a chair insted of letting her on the cold floor" The other one spoke //Damns their all pretty handsome wtf// Louis liftet me up and put me on one of the couch chairs in the room.

"Dann can you please close the door?" The other nodded and did what Louis asked him for. Dann also gave me a glass of water and Louis a blanket, then both of them got a better look on me and their eyes widden in shook "Y/N what happend? why are you so paniced?" Dann asked I looked at him both of them crouched down on each side of the chair. "I- there was no one in front of my door and there was wśomeone at the window. I got scared and yeah..." I looked down at the glass "Wait there was no on infront of your door?" Louis asked and i shook my head. "Wait, there were supposed to be two gurads." Dann said and looked at Louis. "Could you make anything out what the person from the window looked like or did you see something that you remember?" I tought "He had something red on but I couldn't see more. " Dann nodded "I go get the others to search for the guards and maybe some glues on who that was. It would be better if she'd stay with you for this night" He clealry ment it more as an order then a request but Louis agreed with him. With that Dann went out of the room closing the door behind him. now i was alone with Louis. "I'm sorry..." I looked at the glass again. "It nohing to be sorry about you helpt us finding the traitors." "But now i have to stay here and I'll defenetly be a bother to you." he looked at me confused "Your not a bother to me" I looked up. "I'm not? Are you sure?" He smiled and nodded "I'm 100% sure" I smiled at him. "So are you hungry?" "No not really.. But I'm also not tired" He stood up from his crouched position next to me and went to his book shelfe... "I know your intersted in the history of this Castle and town so if we really won't go to sleep today, I figured we can just read some of the books that were written a few thousend years ago, their still in very good condition so you don't need to worry about breaking one of them unless you use a lot of strength. " He chuckeld //I wish he would laught a bit more it sounds so good and suits him more then this cold face expretion he has all the time.// I smiled "That sounds nice" He came back with a few books "Here this aren't all of them but I think for now it should be alright" I looked at the books with sparkling eyes "Which onr do you want to read first?" I Looked at the books and a red one catched my eyes, I pointed at it and he handed it to me. "You seem to like dark red pretty much" He smiled, I looked up "Yes its my favorite color" His smile grew a bit bigger "Nice choice". He picked me up and walkeed over to his Kings size bed. After he putted me down he went into the bthroom the was for the room. After he came back he had normal clothes on and set down next to me. "Are you ok with me being here or do you want me to sit on the chair?" I looked at him " Of couse its ok. Why shouldn't it be?" He shurged "Maybe you would feel uncomfofŕtable? IDK" He mde himselfe comfortable and I scutted a bit closer to him. We made ourselfes comfortable and began to read the book at some parts I asked him questions too undertsand it better and he always explaint everything for to me.

#kingdom arthur #kingdom chiwoo #kingdom dann #kingdom ivan #kingdom jahan #kingdom louis #kingdom mujin #kingdom x reader #kingdom reaction #kingdom hwon

[fencer-x]

When you said Rin has to explain his relationship with Haru to Ikuya, that he doesn't do "be there by his side when he's recovering", did they show us or hint at what Rin was doing when Haru's recovering?

Also, and this is purely to satisfy my dying curiosity 😂😂 Given the nature of their relationship, say, in a romantic AU, do you think they could develop into sth more than rivals?

While Haru was recovering, Rin was swimming his own finals -- and then once that was done, he went to the Team Coach with Natsuya to convince him to put Haru in the medley relay. Rin isn't one for sitting around waiting either way, no matter how close he is to someone, so he put his feelings into action, which involved getting Haru back into the pool where he belongs.

During his conversation with Ikuya, Ikuya comments that 'now it's our turn to support Haru' (as they've all been realizing how much of a beacon Haru is to them), to which Rin replies with a hearty hell yeah--"That's what we're gonna be swimming for now."

(and as for what he's doing while Haru is in rehabilitation after the event, between then and Hungary, it sounds like Rin has been making his mark as a professional swimmer -- which is precisely what Haru would want him doing, keeping in top form and waiting for Haru to come back)

And well, I think it's entirely possible something deeper than friendship could form between them XD but that's always going to be biased by people who WANT something deeper than friendship to form between them lol. Still, they'll be on the road together a lot now--though they won't be alone. There will be Natsuya and Ikuya and Sousuke and the others as well who are all aiming to go pro. Makoto is probably the only one who won't be out there with everyone, since it's repeated several times in the movie that his dream is to teach little kids how to swim. He doesn't have to do that in Japan, obviously, but that's not exactly a job that requires you to jetset around the globe with the Japanese National Swim Team.

Haru's dream is to swim with Rin, full stop. Not anyone else--just Rin. That will probably evolve over time, but Rin will always be an irreplaceable existence that changed his life and a core part of his swimming. When Haru races Rin in their rematch in the night pool, he remarks afterward that it doesn't hurt when he swims with Rin--whereas training hard as he had been always left him feeling exhausted and weak. For me, they're already more than 'rivals' (which is why I like the comparison of Rin and Ikuya, who seem like much more classic rivals, similar to Rin and Sousuke).

Whether or not that could, in time, shift to something more romantic--if the romance isn't already there underneath all the layers, which if you ask me I feel like it is, just unacknowledged or unrecognized, because of the ways in which they affect each other, stirring one another up and calming one another down just by being near each other--is up to interpretation. But the simple situation they find themselves in now: long days on the road, training together beside each other, possibly sharing hotel rooms again, seeing the sites and bonding over victories and defeats, building each other up to keep their respective dreams alive...that's gonna lead to something. For sure.

#free! #sharkbait #harurin #rinharu #free! the final stroke #spoilers

[piningpebbles]

i request jack manifold thoughts

ty for this anon cause i wanna talk about the similarities between tommy's exile and jack's 80+ days!!

loneliness (for who knows how long.)

both extroverts who thrive in situations with other people, isolation is one of the hardest things that tommy and jack could go through, and they didn't even know how long they'd be there. lasting 11 and 181 days respectively (in real time), both were in suffocating solitude away from the people they wanted to be with the most, and there was no telling when it would end.

both could die, if they wanted. (maybe they did.)

mental health declining rapidly, both resort to unhealthy coping mechanisms (drinking, self harm) and begin to understand how their life can rest in their hands. tommy remarks how he "won't be around for much longer; he hasn't got much left in him" and jack states how he'd "be gone for good" if he had to go back to the rest of the server. they see their life as something they can have control over in situations where otherwise it feels like they have none. 

constantly losing what they care about (neither of them want to.)

when everything seems so harsh and out of control, you need a constant to hold onto to help you get through things and for both, they didn't. what little progress either would make with items would be erased within a day near-guaranteed (with jack falling victim to mobs and such and tommy having his things stolen and destroyed by dream). even their pets aren't safe as jessbee is nowhere to be found and dream takes the life of logsted's resident mooshroom.

missing their friends (but they're not allowed to.)

during this time, both of them miss their friends terribly. they want to see them and talk with them again but they can't, they're forced not to. through external force (that force being dream) tommy isn't allowed to talk with people dream hasn't permitted, he can't visit the dream smp, he can't even keep sentimental photos of them because he "doesn't need them." through internal force, jack repeats like a mantra into his mind that he doesn't miss his friends. he doesn't. he doesn't. (he does.) he forces himself not to go back, not to talk to them, to not miss them for what he thinks is his own good.

"if people care, they'll make the trip."

logstedshire and new manifoldland had two major issues when they were created that prevented people from seeing them right away. 1) they were far away (it's almost a necessity to take the nether to reach either in a timely manner). 2) no one knew where they were. you could guess from certain elements sure, with tubbo seeing dream and tommy head off, and the hotel showcasing jack's absence, but overall they weren't meant to be found. but they were both still hurt because it felt like no one cared enough about them to make the trip, when they would've done it for others in a heartbeat.

lava.

they both watch it and think of falling (though jack's already fallen.)

miserable parties and special occasions.

during tommy's exile he held a party inviting everyone he could, excited to spend time with his friends again and maybe even get a chance to come back home for christmas. instead, the day comes and (because of dream) no one shows but him. tommy destroys the cake, shaking and upset, sure that no one cares about him or what he’s going through because they didn't even care enough to come to his party, when that's all he’s had to look forward to in so long. 

during jack's 80 days, he made a cake three months in advance to celebrate his birthday, desperate and excited for an occasion (which also marked the anniversary of l'manburg's first day of peace) he'd get to spend with his friends again. a time to be happy again. instead, the day comes and (of their own merit) no one shows. he doesn't touch the cake, upset and hurt and drinking his sorrows away trying to get as far away from this feeling (and the server) as possible.

#jack manifold #tommyinnit #bitterduo #exile arc #dream smp #i have thought too much about this actually #they're both just so sad (affectionately) #mcyt #anon #questioned quartz #pebble post #// #mentioned: #suicide #if i need any tags just lmk!

[bwoahtastic]

Pls, I'm begging on my knees, pls work on the maxiel runaway au 🥺 literally all I think about is this damn fic hbfksbcjsj

Also, I have been thinking because - max hides in Daniel's LA house, right? And I was like how did he get to LA?

Maybe they had some sort of pack meeting somewhere in LA and Max saw that as his opportunity to finally flee, because in Holland he was sure they'd find him. His dad's pack is a powerful one after all, maybe? But in LA, it's easier to flee, in the buzz of so many other people and there isn't much of a possibility for someone else to help his father out and capture him. So the night the pack is out for a casino night with some other pack, and obv they don't Max with them and rather keep him locked away in the suite they booked, and that's Max chance. He has planned this beforehand ever since he knew of the trip to the states, took some strong sleeping pills with him from Holland bc he knows his father never left him unwatched, and he puts those into the glass and brings it to the alpha that has to keep watch over him.

He waits before calling the alpha into the suite, acting like somethings wrong the pup (bc he knows his dad would've told him to make sure the pups need to be alright, he still believes they will be alphas and he has use for them). He feels bad for the alpha who is all drugged up but keeps him inside until the guy falls over before snatching the keys from him - he needs those to get through the stairway that's usually only for the stuff to use, so he won't accidentally run into someone in the main areas of the fancy hotel.

Max taking confused Noah into his arms, whispering to him that it will all be alright, he just needs to trust meymey and all will be okay. Noah nodding, hugging his arms tight around Max's neck 🥺

Max has made sure to pull on the widest shirt he could find to hide the bump, bc an omega running around on with his own with a toddler is already suspicious enough, a pregnant omega even more so. Maybe he also fetches himself some jacket that he can also wrap Noah into. There's only little money he could bring with him, maybe a watch that he stole from his dad in case he can sell it somewhere. And that's all he has with him when he leaves, locking the room so it will later take longer for Max's father to get inside and notice his son is gone - max needs every possible minute. He doesn't think about what will happen if his dad somehow manages to catch him and get him back because he'll make sure it won't happen. For Noah, for his tiny bean inside of him, for himself.

And as soon as he is safely out of the hotel he just runs and doesn't look back. He knows he has a few hours before someone might notice he is gone, if he's lucky his dad won't even check on him until breakfast next morning - every metre he gets away counts. Maybe he also stole the guards phone, used his fingerprint and was smart enough to take out the passcode so he can use google maps until the battery dies?

So it's just him and his pups then, wandering through LA's streets, and more than once he has to hide away from some alpha's, and more than once he just collapses in some place he deems as at least a bit safe with Noah in his arms, hugging him tightly while tears slip down his face because - he doesn't know how they'll make this work. He doesn't have anywhere to go. His whole body is sore, the tiny pup in his belly is restless and noah looks so concerned and cries 🥺 but still max presses kisses to Noah's head and tells him "you and I, we will make it, yeah? I promise. You and I and the tiny bean."

Grrre also!! One night they're sleeping in someone's bigass garden, hidden away somewhere, and noah pulls a little on max's sleeves and is like, "meymey, meymey look! We're sleeping under the stars! Always wanted to sleep under the stars," and max could cry bc his little one finds joy even now, and honestly, he can use his son's excitement 🥺🥺

(this is a long-ass ask 🤯 I apologize jajdmdnsk)

Jzjsje never apologise for long asks!!!!

It would be so scary for Max to have to run away when they are in a country he does not know but he knows he can never get away when they are still in the Netherlands. But it is scary and he can only hope it ends well.

Max drugging the Alpha watching him and Noah being so scared and confused when the man falls over suddenly and even more confused about why Meymey looks frightened but when meymey asks him to trust him he instantly nods and just clings on tight🥺

Poor Max being so frightened but so determined to keep his pup's safe so he keeps doing, hiding wherever he can and making sure Noah is fed properly (he would probably barely have eaten himself but he also needs to protect the tiny bean in his belly so he has to stay well fed too) and they just roam from place to place wherever they can be safe...

Max just collapsing from exhaustion on a few occasions and Noah is just crying and so worried about his Meymey, who looks so tired and weak and they start moving less and less each day because Max can barely stand on his feet. But still Max is so good to Noah and always hugs him and sings lullabies to him and Noah just knows its all going to be okay as long as he gets to stay with Meymey and his granddad can't find them.

And omg Max just crying softly when Noah seems so excited about sleeping under the stars, and sure it's beautiful but how can he be a good parent when he doesn't even have a place to live for his pup's? And he starts considering to go back, or to bring Noah to a new home without him but both options make him sick...

And Dan not knowing the dull severity of the situation until they are sitting next to the pool one night and it's already dark, and Noah, who had been napping in Max's arms, lifts his head and looks up at the sky and for a moment, he panics because he thinks they left Dan's and are on the run again...

#asks #runaway au: baby boom

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Til death do us part | Helmut Zemo

Bodyguard AU! 🕶

Gender neutral reader

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Part 4

London. Arriving to London was much the same as when you arrived to Paris. The Baron ignored you throughout the flight, you were in the follow up car to the hotel, which once again as the exact place you would expect a Baron to stay at, and then you were situated on his floor until he was ready for his meeting.

You figured at this point every meeting was going to be pretty much the same. Maybe you would be able to come up with some fun little games to play while you stood on guard.

You might as well since this was going to be a long process.

The Baron leaves for his meeting and you all follow him. Once again it's pretty much the same as it was in Paris. A meeting in an official building where alliances and such would be discussed and they would make a deal.

You began to wonder if your mental state would be able to handle so many days of this.

However, none of this seemed to last long.

On the dawn of the second day, you all got up and positioned yourself on the hotel floor like before. The Baron got dressed, was escorted to breakfast, returned to his room for a bit, and was then escorted to his meeting as per usual.

The only difference was that Steve wasn't present that day. He had recieved a call earlier from Stark, the big boss, and had to take it. Sam had taken over Steve's postion beside the Baron that morning.

Steve wasn't present on the way to the meeting that day, but he showed up just as the meeting started. He came over to where you and Bucky stood.

"We have an issue."

You both look at him, waiting.

"They're here. I have word that the group who are after the Baron is in London and they're in the area," he keeps his voice level.

You share a glance with Bucky.

"Instructions?" You ask.

"Pay attention. I don't know where they are, where they'll come from, but if they really are here, we have to act fast. When the meeting is over, do not let the Baron out of your sight. I know he isn't too fond of you, Y/N, but no matter what he says, don't leave his side."

"You can count on me, Steve."

He knows he can. He nods at you and leaves your side, making his way over to the others to alert them. You share another look with Bucky, both of you nodding.

The nod. A silent signal. It can be a greeting, or a full on conversation. It's a solid way of communicating without words.

The meeting goes on for an hour before Zemo exists. As soon as he does, both Bucky and yourself are at his side. You let Bucky do the talking, feeling the Baron will the listen to him over you.

"We believe your life to be at risk. We have word that group are in town and may be here for you. Please do as we say and we make sure you are escorted back to your hotel safely."

The Baron, at first, looks confused, but then he seems to become more serious. He glances at you and narrows his eyes.

"They sent you?"

"Yes, sir."

"Where are the others?" He asks.

"On watch. We can't take any chances. I know you don't think I'm capable, sir, but please work with us here. I'm here to a job, and I will do everything in my power to ensure your safety, sir."

Never before have you spoken to a client like that, but your words rang true. You had a job to do and you were going to do it.

He stares at you.

You can't tell if he's upset with you for talking to him like that, or if he was just trying to think about his options, of which he didn't have many.

"Very well. What do you want me to do?" He asks, looking at you. You don't have time to think about that too much.

"Remain calm as we walk you outside. The car is just outside across the road. We are going to get you inside. I ask that you keep your head down. If I ask you to get down, please get a close to the ground as possible. Barnes and I will shield you then best we can."

Zemo doesn't say anything as he looks at you. He nods. A nod of confirmation. He understood the protocol.

You glance at Bucky.

"Ready?" You ask him.

"Ready."

Bucky and yourself walk on either side of the Baron as you head for the doors. Natasha and Clint are right outside, eyes on the rooftops. Steve and Carol are right behind you. Sam is near the car, waiting.

You step outside casually. Bucky and yourself are trying to note every detail, every person who is on this street.

The silence in the air feels eerie.

You get Zemo out into the street. It's far too quiet for your liking. No other vehicles are turning down the road and that makes you uncomfortable.

You glance down the road.

You're all almost across the street. Looking at Sam, you see he has his eyes on the roof of the building you had just come from.

You don't like this.

You're nearly at the car.

A shot rings out in the air and everything happens all at once.

All bodyguards take out their weapons and keep them up as they try and pinpoint where the gunshot rang from. There was no sign of anyone. The Baron crouched down by the car, you take a knee beside him, Bucky shielding him from the other side.

You focus your eyes on the rooftops.

"I don't see anyone," you say down through the earpieces.

"Nothing," you hear Nat say.

"All clear here," Carol states.

"Clear," Clint responds.

"Don't let your guard down," Steve says.

There's another shot. It strikes the car. You swear under your breath as you look up at where it may have come from.

"Not the rooftop!" You state.

Bucky sees the open window. There's movement within, but he can't get an angle. He looks at you over his shoulder.

"I have to move, you going to be alright?" He asks.

You nod.

Zemo looks up at you, brows furrowed together.

"You're leaving me with them?" He asks, turning back to Bucky.

Bucky looks at him.

"You're in good hands."

Bucky says no more as he pushes away from the car and bolts further down the street, taking cover behind the car you had arrived in. You open the car door.

"Please get in, sir."

Zemo stares at you.

Another shot rings out, another one striking the car. He jumps slightly.

"Give me a weapon, I was military, I can shoot," he says.

"Sorry, sir, but I cannot do that. Please get in the car. I have to get you out of the area."

He glares at you, but he climbs into the car as he is told to do. You close the door behind him and stand up, keeping your back to the car. Zemo tucks himself down in front of the seats. He keeps his eyes on you through the window.

"Crazy," he mutters.

You turn to see Bucky waiting the person in the window. From where you moved to, they wouldn't be have a good enough shot on you. However, you should have remembered the fact that cars had stopped coming down this road.

Load screeching causes you turn around. A big bulky vehicle comes to a stop at the end of the street. Along with the others, you lift your gun and hold it up at the car. Nothing happens for a minute, but all at once the car doors open and several people jump out.

All of them are armed.

Helmut watches you raise your gun. It had been a long time since he felt fear like this. They were here for him.

Gunshots go off. He turns to see three of the people from the car either fall back, or backtrack to cover. The others continue to shoot at his bodyguards.

More gunfire and suddenly he can't see you any more.

Zemo moves and looks out the window properly. You're kneeling on the ground. You're hurt.

Zemo glances up and sees them getting back in the car. The windows are rolled down. He panics all of a sudden.

"Shit." He opens the car door and runs toward you. He kneels in front of you and looks down at you. You look at him, brow furrowed.

"Get back in the car!"

"You're hurt."

"No shit. Get back in the car."

You reach for your gun and hold it up toward the car. The engine revs. They're going to drive right into you if you don't move.

You fire a couple of shots, but they got you in the shoulder and it hurts like hell. You groped your gun and give the Baron a rough shove.

"GO!"

He hesitates. He looks at you. It looks like a lot of blood, but it probably wasn't. Still, he can't help how worried he feels right now.

Why was he so scared?

Maybe because this was the first time in years they had come for him, and seeing you bleeding out in front of him takes him back to that night.

Two strong hands grab him by the shoulders and pull him back. He's startled for a moment. He looks back to see Bucky pulling him back toward the car. He is roughly shoved into the back. Bucky slams the door shut and climbs into the drivers seat.

"Wait, we are leaving them?"

As Bucky starts the engine, Zemo looks outside and sees you passed out on the street. Everyone else seems too busy to attend to you and he wonders what will happen.

He wants to jump out and move you, but the doors are locked.

"Go back!" He yells as the car turns sharply and drives down the other direction.

He just left you there!

Zemo had just seen you do your job. You protected him and took a hit for him. Perhaps more than one hit.

Were they just going to leave you to die?

Zemo tries to keep his eyes on you as Bucky drives, but they're not on that street long enough for him to do so.

Through Bucky's earpiece, he hears Steve.

"Ambulance en route. The gang have reversed out of the street, stay off the main roads and be careful."

Bucky replies, "roger that."

Zemo sits in the back in silence. He doesn't know what to do or what to think. Everything had happened so very quickly.

He was also confused.

Why had guilt settled within him.

You had done your job. He had been wrong about you. He can say that now.

I was wrong about you.

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