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lgwifey · 2 years

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Noel Gallagher x fem!reader

platonic!liam gallagher x fem!reader

Summary : Y/n grew up with the Gallaghers and after a while, finds certain feelings won't go away. After a few years of one-sided emotions, y/n decides there's only one solition to her problem.

Warnings :

y/s/n = your sister's name (if you don't have one just make one up, or make one up anyways, either works ;) )

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1988

A scream rippled through the the semi-detached end terrace house.

It would be a worrying thing if it wasn't the Gallagher's house. And if it wasn't 8:00.

"Shut up !"

"Y/n, is your mam not expecting you home ?"

The two sixteen year olds, Liam and his friend, y/n, had stampeeded their way down the staircase still in their scruffed up red uniforms. Liam had darted straight at Paul, scrapping him for the remote control whilst Peggy questioned the youngest of the group.

"Nah Peggy, she's at me aunty's. Didn't Li tell you ? He said I could stay over."

Peggy turned to look at her youngest who had avenged his title as most annoying Gallagher brother in the fight over the remote and had turned the tele over to bbc four.

"Funny, you didn't mention that Liam ."

"Did I not ? Must've slipped me mind mam."

" 'course you can stay round y/n"

The sixteen year olds gave a smile and a dramatically hard high five before y/n launched herself ontop of Liam, making him move from the armchair, the know to be comfiest chair in the room, and over to the setee. Peggy shook her head comidically at the pair who she was hoping would get together one day.

As they stared at the box playing Top of the Pops, small aspirational comments where made back and forth between the two.

"That's gonna be me someday."

Liam would gesture to the singers occationally.

"I can be your security guard, fight off all your fans like."

Peggy would always smile at y/n's involvement in the band Liam sung in. For not having a tough bone in her body, she sure knew how to keep herself with the rowdy lot.

The moment was slightly ruined by Paul's teasing of the two.

"Or you can be one of Liam's groupies."

Liam obvious started trying to strike up a fight with his older brother in defence whilst y/n shone a highlighting shade of pink, her ears and cheeks burning up like wood thrown on top of a blazing fire.

1990

A slam echoed through the semi-detatched house, a storm of footsteps following it.

Downstairs was wild west empty, y/n could almost imagine the tumble weeds drifting. She gave another huff before rushing up the stairs, straight into the bedroom shared by Liam and Noel. Speaking of who,

"Oh My God ! Noel !"

Y/n found herself rushing back out of the room with a look of horror plastered on her face, the door closed quickly and her screams became internal.

Never in her ten years of friendship with Liam had the eighteen year old walked in on him with one of his weekly hook ups, quite an acheivement in her eyes seeing how he had no mind to ever lock the door. Anyways, in her ten years of appearing at random times at the Gallagher's home she would have never expected Noel to be the person she ever walked in on.

Red flushed her cheeks and her y/e/c irises became noticable as her eyes widened once again.

Y/n had found herself developing a crush on the middle Gallagher boy. It never made sence to her why she did. He was basically a slightly more talented Liam, not that she'd ever tell either of them that. She didn't like Liam, at least not in that way, so why on earth did her brain form a crush on Noel ? Still, he was five years older than her, definatly not going to happen. He was twenty three and she was eighteen, weird.

By the time her mind had stopped wondering, a smudged makeup blonde had made her way past y/n, scowl plastered on her face as she stomped down the stairs of the family home. The teenager's body swivelled to the bedroom door where an agrivated Noel stood with his arms crossed.

"Liam's not 'ere."

Her eyes rolled, body relaxing and overcoming it's initial shock and remenisant states.

"Clearly (!)"

"What did y' want then ?"

He left the bedroom doorframe free for y/n to move onto Liam's bed whilst he slouched on his, the conversation carring on.

It wasn't strange for them to talk much or anything, she probably talked to Noel just as much as she did Liam but normally it wasn't after she'd made awkward eye contact whilst he pounded into one of the boroughs self-proclaimed slags.

"Right urm, well that's kinda the thing."

She completely forgotten what she needed Liam for. The hussel of recent events where more prominant on her mind to be fair.

" 'Ight well why are you still here then, he obviously ain't."

She gave him a glare as the 5'7 man pushed her out of the house after dragging her down the stairs.

"Aw thanks loads Noel, you're so much help lad !"

He slammed the door shut causing the younger girl to flip him the v's and walk backwards out of the front garden, curses being muttered under her breath.

She strolled along the cracked tarmac pavement, a couple of small, broken peices of the grey floor being kicked by her scuffed trainers. As she got further down the path, a group of teenage lads walled up to her with grins plastered on their faces, trackies and jeans swishing as they moved and as the wind pushed against them.

"Alright y/n."

The one at the front of the group pulled the smaller girl into a quick hug, the girl rolling her eyes at him as she pulled out of the hug, looking up slightly to the taller boy.

"Yeah. Y' seen Liams ?"

"Nah sorry lad."

She gave a soft smile, her friend rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly as he backed up to where the rest of the group where loitering.

"Aw, thanks anyways Sam."

Y/n started walking of, her posture improoving itself from how she was slouched whilst talking.

"I'll call your house if I hear off of him though."

She gave a thumbs up, walking backwards before she spun around to face the direction she was going.

When she got home, her younger sister was in the kitchen with a scowl on her face as she leant forwards against the counter top, reading a magazine which was rested halfway open.

The fake blonde turned around as she heard the door close, giving a snide look to the year older girl.

"Why d'yer go out in public if you're gonna wear that."

The seventeen year old looked up and down at the baggy blue jeans, stripey red and white camisole and the blue denim jacket which her sister wore, not even taking notice of the scruffy trainers.

"I'll 'ave you know, these are me best jeans y' hussy."

The younger girl gave a glare at the name before slamming the laminated pages of the magazine shut and leaving the room in a huff, her pale blue mini skirt riding up as she walked.

Y/n lounged lazily on the couch for a while. She thought about things that had happened that afternoon, and tryed to bleach certain scenes out of her memory.

She mainly thought about how she dressed, that maybe her sister was right. If she dressed a little more girly, a little more like everyone else, would Noel pay more attention to her ?

Okay. That was the plan then.

"Oi, y/s/n !"

The blonde spun around from her small vanity desk as thumps echoed from the staircase and her bedroom door flung open.

"Could you be any louder !?"

"Whatever. Look, I need your help being girly."

The teenager's y/e/c eyes became wide as the words exited her sister's mouth.

She blinked a few times before pintching herself with her white painted nails.

When she was sure it wasn't a dream, she jumped off of her small chair, running over to the girl who was the same height as her.

"Agh ! Okay, we'll start with your clothes, you can borrow some of my tops but my bottoms won't fit you."

"I've got some skirts I think."

"Okay. If we look at those and then we can find something to go with them."

As the girls went to leave to go to the bedroom across the hallway, the phone started ringing in their mum's room and downstairs.

Y/s/n rushed into the floral bedroom, running to pick the phone up first but y/n just about beat her, raising the silver phone up to her ear to hear the strong mancuinan accent of her bestfriend echoing through the machine.

"Alrigh' Birdy. Heard off r'kid you got a pretty nasty shock before."

"Shu'rup y' twat. I were lookin' f' you, where've you been ?"

"Down at Sifters, but we're hangin' at mine tonight. Be here in an hour and bring those mini gins y' mam buys yeah."

"Yeah whatever. See yer. "

"Bye."

The landline rung absent before y/n placed the phone down, turning to her sister in panic.

"We've got an hour."

"Bitch ! Right, you go have a shower and i'll find you an outfit."

The girls split ways before another shout echoed through the house.

"Use my strawberry stuff !"

Soon enough, the once boys-hand-me-downs wearing eighteen year old was walking down the street with a tescos carrier bag filled with different gin flavours and a couple of bottles of tonic water.

She wore a aline, black and white gingham dress, which sat at her mid-thigh, along with a pair of black tights and a white baby tee. She wore her black denim jacket over it and a pair of scuffed white reeboks which y/s/n had attempted to scrub clean with bleaching wipes.

They where planning to be more dramatic with the new look, but seeing how they now, thanks to Liam, had a very short time span to work with, they decided to keep it different but similar.

Still, y/n can't recall wearing a dress after year seven when she was a bridesmaid. Even in highschool, her short, red plaid skirt always got immediatly replaced by trackies as soon as the bell rang.

Before giving two, loud knocks on the front door, she spritzed one of her sister's strawberry scented perfumed onto her wrists and neck like she had been instruced to do, pocketing the small spray onto her jacket afterwards. Normally she would just walk in and shout that she had arrived but, after recent events, she didn't want to chance anything anymore. Soon enough, Liam appeared at the other side of the cheap door with a grimace of his face, messing with sometging in his right hand whilst the other opened the door. At first he didn't notice her, occupited with figuring out how to open the small puzzle box in his hands.

"Urm. Liams ?"

He brunette looked up with an empty emotioned look on his face, soon squinting in confusion at what sounded like his bestfriend but looked like...

Well what looked like a varient of y/s/n.

"Can I come in ?"

Stumbling over his words, Liam have a nod. He stood to the side slightly as she squashed past him.

As y/n walked regularly into the livingroom with the rattleing tescos bag in hand, he closed the front door and watched her with his eyebrows pulled together.

He guessed it was shock but was busy trying to desyfer who he'd just let into him house.

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zmayadw · 3 years

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Hello to all :)

Time for the next part!

Wish you all a wonderful evening! :)

CALL OF THE RAVEN

PART 13

We continued enjoying our time, as Aurora got more crowded with people. At some point Cleo showed up, coming to say hi to us, as she was here to meet with Hannah and the others . She had one drink with us before going to sit with them, telling how she is bussy helping her mom at the Gates of Hope with redecorating and other stuff, but she hopes all will be done soon, so we can finaly meet in peace. As it got more crowded with people, Phil was busy and also didnt have much time to have fun with us. Jessy was in a quite good mood, joking and drinking, it was nice seeing her like that.The music playing was good. There was a mixture of everything, from 80's till present day. A song started and Jessy grabbed my hand „Ohhh, lets dance, Maya, i love this song!“ I had no chance to say anything, as Jessy lead me half way to the dance floor already. She started dancing, and i couldnt do anythign but join her. And we had fun. I needed this, i tought, just some simple fun with good friends. Dan joined us from time to time, showing off his killer dancing skills. Phil was passing by us few times, going to one of the booths or tables, always winking at me with that devilish grin of his. One of the times, as Jessy and me wer dancing Phil came from behind me, wraping his free hand arround my waist and squeezing agains me. We just moved with the rhythm of the music for a while, before he groaned at my ear „Arghh, as much as i would love to stay here with you gorgeous, but work is calling.“ I grined at him, as he let go of me slowely „Aww, next time then.“ As much as i liked it, i hoped Jake didnt see this. I wouldnt want him to get the wrong idea about Phil and me. I really wanted to know where i stand with him, but this noncomunication between us wasnt helping. Lily told me to be patient, but as i told Jessy, my patiance is running short. I leaned to Jessy telling her i need to go sit down for a while, and we returned at the bar. Dan and Thomas wer there talking, and both got up from the stools letting us sit as we came. Thomas smiled at us „You two really got it going on tonight.“ He turned to Dan saying teasingly „You better be careful,man, and keep her close to you“ He pointed at Jessy „They wer smoking hot on the floor, dont let someone steel her.“ Jessy grined at Thomas „Let him sweat a little, he might appriciate me more then.“ „Awww, babe, dont be cruel, you know i appriciate you.“ Dan told her, being dramatic as always, making a puppy face. „Ohh, shus it, you big goof, and lets dance.“ She told him, taking him by the hand to the dance floor. Thomas turned to me „So, can i presume all is good between Lily and you now?“ „I guess you can.“ I told him, and he smiled „Thats good to heare.“ A waiter came with two drinks, handing them to Thomas. „Guess then soon we can all get together again, without any drama.“ „Definatly!“ i said, smiling. He smiled back „Good. Well, have fun, Maya, see you arround.“ I waved at the waiter asking for a mineral water, i was really thursty from all the dancing. I checked my phone, it was after 3, and i noticed a missed call sign. I opened the call log, and when i saw it was another of those hidden numbers, my mood darkened all of a sudden. What is going on here, i touhgt, thess calls are starting to get me worried. Jessy and Dan returned from dancing, and i decided i had enough for the night. This thing shook me up good, and i doubted i could enjoy the evening anymore. I told Jessy i'd be going, to wich she protested a bit, but hugged me and said to call her for coffee any time im up for it. I took my things, waving them goodby. As i was near the entrance, i saw Phil, so i waved at him, he winked and made a phone gesture with his hand, suggesting we'll be talking soon.

As i left the Aurora, cool night air washed over me, so i put my jacket on. I got to my car, just leaning on the side of it, my mind still thinking of those damn calls. They are starting to freak me out a bit, and that sinister feeling started to creep up to me again. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath, when a voice said „Are you ok?“ I opened my eyes, seeing Jake standing infront of me. I managed to barely make a smile at him „Yeah, im fine.“ He was looking at me, those deep eyes scaning every inch of my face, like he knew what i said wasnt true. „Just tired, i guess.“ I added, giving him a bit bigger smile, wich seemed to make him belive me. He leaned on the car next to me, and we just stood there in silence for a while. I get restless every time im close to him, my hands itch to just grab him and pull him closer. „You look good, by the way.“ He said after a while, giving me a shy look. His words snaped me from my fantasizing, and i smiled and winked at him „Thanks, glad you noticed.“ „Ofcourse i did, i do have eyes, you know.“ He said teasingly. I turned towards him making a gesture of bevilderment as i said „Oh my, he can joke!“ „I try my best.“ He said, smiling. Oh that beautiful smile, i tought again, making me smile, too. „You going back in?“ he asked. „No.“ I started „I'm actualy contemplating should i walk or drive back to the motel.“ „And how's that going for you?“ he asked, raising an eyebrow at me. „Well, considering im still standing here doing non of the above, i would say not good.“ I replied, sighing desperatly. He chuckled at me „Hmm, well, how about I drive you back to the motel?“ I looked at him surprised, not really expecting it „You would do that?“ He smiled shyly at me „I would“ pausing a bit, before adding „For you.“ My heart started beeting like crazy, and i could feel heet comming to my cheeks. This night really is interesting. „Umm, well, sure, i'd like that.“ I told him. „But, you dont mind walking back again?“ i asked. „No, its fine.“ „Alright then, lets go.“ I told him, taking my keys out of my purse handing them to him. Our palms touched as i gave him the keys, and our eyes met. He moved his hand slowly away, taking the key, giving me goosebumps. I barely glued myself of the car to let him get in. I got in myself as he started the car and we drow from the Auroras parking. It wouldnt take us long to the motel, and i wished the ride wasnt that short. I noticed he was driving slower then you would normaly drive, as if sharing my toughts himself. I felt nervous, my head was blank, i didnt know what to say. All of a sudden, a tought crossed my mind. „Hey, Jake, can i ask you something?“ „Sure.“ He said, sounding relieved the awkward silence got broken. „Well, i just tought, i havent had a chance to ask you before. Wern't you in some kind of trouble, if im not mistaken?“ i paused before continuing. „I mean, we never discussed it any further. And since you're here at Duskwood for quite some time now already, i was just wondering what's up with all that.“ „You're right“ he started, glancing shortly at me, focusing back on the road „Short version: lets say i made a deal with some people, making sure i'll be left at peace.“ „A deal“ i started „You didnt threaten anyone, or something like that?“ „What?“ he said, „Ofcourse not! What made you ask that?“ „Hey, its a legit question.“ I told him, rising my hands up. „You can understand why a tought like that might cross my mind.“ He was silent for a moment before saying „Ok, fair enough. But, no, i didnt threaten anyone, if that makes you feel better.“ „It does. I just dont want for things to get complex for you again.“ I said, adding after a little pause, my voice getting a bit sadder „Or you dissapearing again.“ He looked at me with such tenderness, slowing the drive even more now „Dont worry, Maya, i'm not going anywhere.“ I smiled at him „Good.“ He turned his head, focusing on the road again, and i realized we came at the motel. He parked close to my room. Neither of us was eager to leave the car, so we just sat there in silence for a moment. I had a felling he wanted to say something, but wasnt sure about it. I finaly managed to force myself to leave the car. I was about to pull the door handle, when Jake suddenly said „Wait.“ I turned towards him. „Can i ask you something now?“ „Sure“ i said, even tho i had a feeling i wouldnt really like the question. He got all nervouse, but finaly asked „You and Phil.. is there something happening?“ Oh,no,no,no, i tought, why he had to ask it. The night would end perfectly without this. I groaned pleadingly at him „Ugh, can we not talk about Phil now, please.“ „Why not?“ he asked, and i noticed his nervousness intensifing. „Because i dont know what to tell you, Jake.“ „How about the truth?“ he said. „I cant do that.“ He looked at me confused „Why not?“ „Because i myself dont know what the truth is.“ I groaned, leaving the car. He left the car, closing the door and walking over to me handing me the keys „What do you mean?“ „I mean, i'm a mess, Jake.“ I started „I dont know what to think any more. You want the truth? Fine. Yes, i like Phil, i cant denie it. We clicked, i feel good arround him, thats the truth.“ My words stung him, and he barely managed to say „I see.“ He leaned with his back against the car, steadying himself. But i wasnt finished yet. „And then there's you, Jake“ i started, my voice full of compassion and tenderness. He looked at me, his eyes meeting mine. „I like you, too. I like you so much, that it hurts.“ I paused a bit before i continued. „Im drawn to you like a magnet, i cant pull off. But, its like, every time the magnets are about to connect, one switches polarity and the other is thrown aback. Its driving me insane! With Phil, everything flows easy. But with you, its everything but easy.“ „Maya, i know i'm not the easiest person..“ he started to say, but i held my fingers to his lips, not leting him speak.They wer so soft and warm, i had to focuse hard on what i wanted to say. „I know, its not easy for you to open up, to let people in. I get it. And i know i said i can wait, that i'll be patiente. But my patiance is fading. I dont know how much longer i can go on like this, Jake. Its tearing me up inside.“ As i said it, i leaned my forehead to his, putting both of my arms to his chest,leaning against him. We just stayed like that for a while. Being this close to him, and the warmth of his body radiating - i felt serene. His heart was beeting fast, probably matching mine. I could stay like this forever, i tought, but i needed to continue. I was waiting for this, to finaly tell him what was on my mind. „I need to know what might be of us.“ I said „If there even exists the posibility of 'us'.“ We stayed like that for a while more, non of us daraing to move or speak, before i slowely pulled away from him. I sighed „You dont have to say anything now. Just, think about what i said. You know where to find me if you want to talk.“ I leaned to him, giving him a kiss on the cheek „Good night, Jake. Thanks for the ride.“ I turned walking slowly towards my room, when i heard him say „Good night, Maya, sweet dreams.“ I turned back, not stopping in my steps, giving him one more smile, him smiling back. I hoped me opening up like this will make him finaly understand the depths of my feelings. I knew there was a posibility he might not feel the same, but i didnt care of it now. I did what i could, i told him how i feel, now he holds all the cards. I unlocked my door and entered the room, kicking my boots off, throwing myself on the bed. What an interesting night it was, i tought smiling, covering myself with blanket and letting sleep take over me.

#duskwood #duskwood fanfic #duskwood jessy #duskwood dan #duskwood mc #duskwood jake #duskwood aurora

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omgitsnutmeg · 3 years

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A goat walks into a Bar

This is my Witcher Secret Santa gift for the @thewitchersecretsanta event, my fic is for @martianapplecrumble I hope you enjoy and Happy New Year! <3

A Goat Walks Into A Bar

Lambert fumbled with his keys as he unlocked the back door to his brewery. It was far too early to open, but someone had to check on the latest batch of applejack and to look over the ledgers to ensure that the bar was ready to open that night. Slipping into the warm building he curses the fact that his truck doesn’t ever seem to get warm enough and that his business partner Aiden refuses to work mornings. Lambert started his morning off in the usual way, going over the previous nights inventory logs and checking up on the distillery that was attached to the bar. As he wandered to the front of the bar, there was a strange noise at the front door a scraping sound followed by a bump and more scraping.

Opening the front door Lambert peered out into the empty parking lot and startled as a small goat brushed by him and wandered into the bar. Now, Lambert knows that one of the buildings down the road has a small pen out back with a few goats and chickens but a goat wandering into his bar like it owned the place was a very new and unexpected occurrence. Closing the door against the cool winter air Lambert scrambled to see where the little goat had run off to. A minute later he found the goat behind the oak counter of his bar, nibbling contently on a piece of celery that had fallen off the counter the night before. Now that he had found the goat Lambert had no idea what to do, he didn’t want it wandering through his lovely bar causing chaos and potentially trying to eat the furniture, but the goat also needed to be out of the way before people arrived for lunch.

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Meanwhile Eskel was panicking. He runs a small but credible animal rehabilitation center and a new volunteer had left one of the goat pens unlocked the night before. Usually this wouldn’t be a problem, however the unlocked pen in question belonged to his little herd of pygmy goats which housed his favorite goat, Lil’bleater. The primary problem with that is Lil’bleater had made it her life goal to be a professional escape goat shortly after he adopted her. After assuring himself that she was the only goat who had decided to escape the warm, dry pen, Eskel finished feeding the little goats and locked the pen. Now he was faced with actually finding the sweet terrible little goat who was usually out trying to steal the chicken’s food. Finding the chicken coop empty of goats and no sign of the little goat anywhere else on the property he had to consider the fact that Lil’bleater may have wandered off further than he first thought. Eskel’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the rescue’s phone ringing inside the building. He skidded through the door and grabbed the phone just in time to pick it up and greet the caller, “Kaer Morhen animal rescue this is Eskel speaking, how can I help you?” The reply was quick to come

“Hi, this is your neighbor, Lambert at Tequila Mockingbird. I opened to front door this morning to find a little white and brown goat who wandered into my bar. Would you happen to know whose goat it is?”

Eskels heart soared in relief as the worry for his favorite goat evaporated. “Oh, thank the goddesses! That’s Lil’bleater, one of our newer rescue goats she escaped sometime last night, and I’ve been looking for her all morning! I’ll be over to pick her up in just a few minutes if that’s okay with you, I’m so glad she’s alright! She has a tendency to escape and she seems to have gotten bolder in where she wanders”.

“ Thank goodness she’s yours, I have to open the bar by 11:30 for lunch and I don’t think I could run a bar and babysit your goat at the same time, I also know nothing about goats so the sooner you can pick her up the better”.

“I’d definatly be hard to run a bar and manage goats, I’ll be over as soon as possible to pick up Lil’Bleater, just try to keep an eye on her till I get there”.

“Okidoik, but if she eats any of the furniture in here someone other than me has to pay for it”.

With that the phone line clicked off and Eskel was hopping into his beat-up truck about four seconds later. He was usually nervous when meeting new people because they tend to judge him based on his scars and his strong build. He’s tall and bulky in the way that lots of heavy farm work makes people and that make some people nervous around him. Today however he didn’t have time to feel nervous around the absolute relief that his little escape goat would soon be home safe. The drive to the bar felt like it took forever even though it was barley five minutes down the road. As Eskel pulled into the parking lot he couldn’t help but wonder which of the bar’s owners Lambert was, he had seen both of them at one point or another as they set up the bar a few months previously but he had never actually had the time to introduced himself to them. Eskel steeled himself as he knocked on the door, anxiously waiting for Lambert to open the door.

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Meanwhile Lambert was attempting to take inventory of the bar and keep a determined little goat out of the fridge at the same time. The adorable little goat was trying to eat everything that it could see which makes counting beer cans and the other odds and ends in the bar much more difficult than it should be. Ten minutes later a blessed knock comes from the front door and Lambert rushes to the door to greet his savior.

The door to the quaint little brewery is thrown open, and Eskel is suddenly face to face with a very handsome and slightly flustered man. Lambert is a full head shorter than he is but seems to have a solid build. There was a long quiet pause as both men looked each other over before Lambert finally broke the silence.

“You’re Eskel Right”?

“Yeah, on the phone you said that you had found Lil’Bleater”?

“I think she found me, she wandered right in the door this morning and I’m glad that you were available to come get her. Follow me”.

With that Lambert had turned around and disappeared into the bar. Eskel hurried to keep up with him and found himself examining the dark but stylish bar. The bar itself was only half lit as it wasn’t open yet but seemed like a welcoming space. Lambert strutted behind the bar and Eskel peaked behind the bar to see his little rascal of a goat happily sitting there. Eskel also noticed how attractive the bar owner was. A head shorter than himself and showing off just muscled enough arms to prove that owning a bar had some heavy labor involved, Lambert was Eskel’s type through and through. He had to shake his head to clear those kinds of thoughts and he hurried to Lambert’s side to clip a harness and a leash onto Lil’Bleater.

“Thanks so much for looking after Lil’Bleater for me! I’ll try to make sure she doesn’t escape again and I’m terribly sorry for bothering you this morning” Eskel spewed in a quick fountain of words.

“It’s no problem” Lambert muttered, “In fact since she’s out of here before lunch she didn’t even really interrupt my morning, she actually made it better. It’s much more interesting to meet you than it is to open the bar”. The two wandered back too the front door of the bar, Eskel watching Lil’Bleater closely to ensure that she doesn’t try to escape her harness. At the door, there is a second of awkward hesitation as they both look at each other. As Eskel reaches for the door handle, Lambert thrusts a business card out towards him.

“If your interested you should call me… I’d like to get to know you better. Of course its no pressure if you aren’t interested, but please think about it” Eskel slowly takes the card and grins.

“Yeah! I’ll definitely call you; we could get coffee sometime next week or something like that”.

“That sounds great, you have a safe day and look after your little runaway! I look forwards to seeing you soon” Lambert beamed and watched as Eskel corralled his little goat into his truck and trundled off towards his home.

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The two met up for coffee the next week, then to watch lacrosse at Lamberts bar then for dinner and movie dates galore. Before they knew it the two were introducing each other to their families, explaining the ridiculous coincidence of a goat deciding to walk into a bar.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28498374

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oh-for-fic-sake · 4 years

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The Ground Rules

Geralt lays down the law with the help of yennefer after catching the reader haveing a bit of me time in the bath.

Masterlist

Ok this took all day as i couldnt stop tweaking it and i got to the point iv just got to step back and throw it out there or im gonna scream.Any way this is to go along with pastry negotiations its based after that one so could be considered part two? can be read stand alone tho in all honesty these modern reader inserts are gonna jump about in timeline cos my plot bunnys are twats. Im basing my Ciri on a mix of mature netflix Ciri and slightly mischievous witcher 3 Ciri. Any way i hope you enjoy this one im pretty pleased with it xx

WARNING: Adult Themes, Smut, DubCon Swearing MxFxF 18+

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Geralt snaps when you take matters into your own hands.

The Ground Rules

"Well someone is excited" Jaskier drolled as he watched your form slowly creating distance between you as you marched ahead.

As the small rickety town came into veiw you cried out a victorious and dramatic "still alive" causing eye rolls and chuckles in the group. Honestly this was the first real town you'd come to since being here and you were thrilled. Sure you'd passed a tiny smattering of houses four or so days ago where you'd traded for some bread, tiny amount of dried meat and a few other essentials oh! and yenn had managed to replace your pastry to the amusment of the resident witcher. They'd both been more open with you since the whole pastry incident-which you thought was an off handed comment on yennefers part but she and geralt had since indicated otherwise.

The people in the village had mentioned of a near by town that was rumoured to have a contract out on a nest of some monster thingamajigs that you hadn't botherd to remeber the name of .You looked down the verge towards the town with immediate thoughts of eat, bathe and sleep- on a bed, a real fucking bed ,ok so it wont be a temper mattress but you could live with that-oh my fucking god hot water,a nice loooong soak you moaned in your throat the thought alone brought tears to your eyes. You walked ahead trying to usher the group.

And maybe you could have your own room. Honestly sharing a bed with the couple was becoming an issue for you,your crush on them was definatly getting out of control now constantly blushing under their heated glances and they are becoming more touchy feely, Hands lingering longer than nesscasary or leaning in so close so thier breath tickled the hairs on your neck basically doing anything to get you flustered and you swear to god yesterday yennefer copped a feel whilst helping you threw a small steam which you didn't need help with;not that she listened. Bottom line you were becoming sexualy frustrated pretty much staying in a constant state of arousal a night away from them to take care of business would be very much appreciated.

"Come ooooonnnn guys keep up" you turned looking back at them drawing out your whine befor resuming towards the town

"Someone should catch up with her she looks like a girl on a mission" Yennefer commented

"Yes. Ciri would you keep her near the main gate and out of trouble while we settle roach in the stables ,here take her this she should cover up befor anyone gets any ideas" geralt grunted as your form began to dissapear down the brow of the hill ,ciri looked between the two before shrugging grabbing his offered cloak then ran to catch up with you.

You glanced to the side as you heard footsteps noticing Ciri fall in step with you she held out his cloak.

"Here geralt said to cover up before people get any ideas" you sighed it wasnt your fault his shirt hung off of you showing a large amount of shoulder and chest luckily when the hoover portal of doom sucked you in you were in fleece lined black leggings that had been durable enough to survive the last 3 weeks on the road(your stitch t shirt hadn't survived your initial fall) because you doubt he'd have anything your hips would get in to. Rolling your eyes you pulled the heavy fabric across your shoulders repostioning it so that it wasnt draging on the floor to much but was still sheilding your body.

"He's such a dad" Ciri giggled nodding in agreement befor reciting what esle geralt had requested ordered. You scoffed shaking your head

"So he doesnt even trust me to walk through a town, he does realise im an adult right? That i can do things with out causing trouble. i mean for god sake im not jaskier" she snorted

"I think its more like he doesnt want other men trying to sleep with you" you did a double take

"The hell you know about that sort of shit? has Jaskier been corrupting you?"

A knowing smirk crossed her face as she held her hands up coming to a halt facing you just inside the wooden gates of the town.

"You think i havent noticed whats going on by myself, Geralt likes you so does yenn jaskiers noticed to, think he's going to write a song"

"He better bloody not and anyway maybe i want to find a companion for the night." You announced tersely crossing your arms only to freeze as you heard a growl from behind you.

"Oh yes, i may have forgot to mention that witchers are senses are really sensetive" she smiled sweetly, you gaped why were you only being told this now. Looking between her and the others approaching.

"Wh-what how the fuck you leave that out? d-do you think he heard us? from back there" She nodded

"Most definitely" you gulped feeling yourself shrink into Geralts cloak a little at the looks you received from Geralt and Yennefer as he spoke to her telling her what youd just said.oh fuck.

"when you say senses you mean all of 'em? Not just one or two?" hoping beyond hope that something had been lost in translation.

"Nope all of them sight, smell, hearing the whole lot" she replied watching the colour drain from your horror sticken face. You'd been getting wet over the past few days. And the realisation that he probably knew embarrassed the shit out of you. Geralt smirked obviously he heard.You were so fucked.he knew and if he knew then she knew.oh my god. You were sooo fucked.'whelp there goes my dignity' you thought. He strode past you to the mediocre stables with roach in toe ready to hitch her for the night.Jaskier and yenn followed pulling some of the bags off of the horse then passing them out to their respective owners. Geralt then stood before you all giving you all the 'game plan' as you call it.

"we will find an inn and eat after that you get settled in for the night whist i see about this contract."

"don't bother about me tonight im going to catch myself a young fair maiden for the night" you scoffed at Jaskier's announcement drawing his attention

"Sounding like a creeper there Jask, what? you gonna do throw a net in the tavern? don't think they'd take to kindly to that" he huffed through his nose aggravated.

"No im going to sing in the tavern and lure a beauty to my side for the night" you played along widening your eyes in false realization

"oohh so your gonna go pay for it, how does it work exactly is it by hour or-" Geralt quickly intervened covering your mouth one to stop the inevitable spat and two before you could corrupt Ciri any further Jaskier deadpanned giving you a flat look.

"you're welcome to come find out for yourself im sure your just Itching to get some relief-"

"JASKIER! you go ahead at least try to keep a bit of coin back this time" Jaskier 1 Y/n 0.

You glowered behind Geralt's hand as he dismissed the smirking bard who turned on his heel prancing off quite pleased with himself. You smacked Geralt's hand away wiping your mouth with the back of your hand before slowly making your way down the street into town.It had taken nearly half an hour to find a decent inn that had room for the four of you. A room with two double beds that had a heavy curtain to split the room into two it was usually rented by traveling families. You groaned as you walked in, now you really couldn't take care of business, you followed Ciri as she placed her bag on the bed on the left following suit you placed yours on the other half of it only to have Yennefer quickly relocated it to her side of the other bed. Ciri snorted giving you a knowing look.you sighed then stomped across the room. Knowing all to well that it was futile to argue with the sorceress ,the witcher was stubborn but she was something else. Geralt handed a small pouch of coin to Yennefer.

"This is for the new clothes Ciri needs a thicker cloak preferably fur lined maybe new boots to not sure how long those will last in the mountains." yennefer hummed as she pocketed the money.

"And the clothes for Y/n as well?"

"Yes, should be enough there for what we discussed if not i'v got a bit more saved" you raised your brows blinking at them.

"err what was discussed? guys? what did you talk about? was it about me? helloooo" you waved as they ignored you.Yennefer pulled off her cloak leaving it on her side of the bed. you and Ciri followed their lead only for Geralt the tug yours back across you giving a sharp look as you rolled your eyes.The group made its way down into the quiet main room of the family run inn where you were served a meal of roast beef with vegetable trimmings ,before you knew it Geralt had left to find out about the contract with a final 'Behave' thrown in your direction.To which you grunted in response,too full to even tell him to 'jog on' - a phrase that still frustrated the witcher as he didn't know the meaning-. Yennefer had asked for a bath before your meal which you were just informed was ready leaving you alone with the sorceress. You had all decided Ciri would have the bath first then you, yennefer and finally geralt if he was back before it got cold.

"I cant breath" yennefer laughed out loud you rubbed your tummy closing your eyes

"I mean honestly, I think theres food in my lungs" groaning leaning back against the chair she gave a sympathetic smile

"Well you did inhale your food, maybe next time take it easy."

"Can you blame me, been the first meat iv recognized since i got here" It was true so far you'd been living on meats that you wouldn't have necessarily chose to eat back home rabbit,mutton venison ect.

"After we've bathed we will rest for the day but tomorrow we have to run over to the seamstress and get your new clothes, not sure how long we will be here and might have to order some or have them taken up,you are a little thing.Might have to have some leather work done too." you squinted pointing an accusing finger at her

"You calling me a midget? we going for shots now are we?" she smiled sheepishly

"No .no shots?. i just meant your petite don't worry its very cute. Anyway we are only picking up the basics a few day dresses ,Riding clothes boots that sort of thing" you blinked owlishly flushing as she called you cute.

"Riding clothes yes. Dresses no thank you" she stared unblinking at you for a few moments making you squirm at the calm expectant gaze that was getting heavier by the second, it was like the eyes of a mother when you'd been caught doing some dumb shit you knew you shouldn't be doing.

"Stop it....Yenn no... cant i just get something like Geralt has..please... i'd be much more comfortable...even Jaskier i mean im not one for the puffy bits but 'd make do....."

she blinked slowly

"Oh fine but only one or two no more and your not getting rid of these leggings either" you gave in, her gaze was to unnerving and it did things to you. Her face lit up. She was looking forward to seeing you in feminine gown instead of a her and Geralt's shirts not that she minded but it'd be a nice change to your strange stetchy leggings (not that she minded you in the form fitting bottoms) She moved leaning in to your side hand on your thigh patting it lightly.

"Thank you, don't be so worried i will take good care of everything" you gulped as you felt the flushed skin of your face grow hotter,your core clenching and warming at her sultry reply you closed your eyes trying to regain a bit of control. Suddenly her attention was drawn to a pink skinned Ciri who had finished her bath and changed Yenn nodded and released your thigh. You bolted upstairs hearing a chuckle as you did.

Once in the room you sighed in relief, making your way towards the screened off section that held a large oval tub full of steaming water. Discarding your clothes as you all but melted into the hot water.You submerged yourself getting your hair wet scratching tentatively at your scalp that had begun to ache under the grime. Spotting a small stool with what you'd consider toiletries, a bar of hard sweet smelling soap and a few vials.You grabbed the soap, opting for using it for your hair as well unsure what vials did what and went where.After scrubbing all the built up sweat and dirt you you closed your eyes lounging back against the slanted end tub you relaxed a few moments it wasn't long before you were feeling much better ,tired muscles succumbing to the soothing hot water.your body hummed. 'no one would have to know' as your summarized that this was the perfect opportunity to relieve yourself of other tensions,

'its not like geralt could smell you under water, i mean i dont think dogs can thats why criminals cross rivers when their being hunted on tv isn't it?' biting your lip you peaked an eye open and listened out carefully feeling naughty when you began moving your hand to the apex of your thighs gasping as your finger ghosted over your hardened bundle of nerves .Fuck. Your clit was sensitive not surprising when Geralt and Yennefer had practically edged you for nearly a week. You whined quietly as you began a fast rhythm on your clit ,other hand slinking down to your opening rubbing your fingers up and down the warm weeping hole. You bit off a groan as your hips gyrated against your roaming hands. Stomach tensing as you drove yourself faster and faster to the edge.Almost there.Fuck almost-you jumped hissing 'shit' ,ripping your hands away from yourself , sitting up fast enough to make your head spin splashing a wave of water over the floor when you heard the door open slamming the wall beside it.

"err theres some one in here!" you called out loudly, angry at who ever just interrupted you.You got nervous as the heavy steps quickly made their way towards you.Realizing who ever it was didn't care for your modesty as they were coming your way you slung your top half out of the tub to grasp the towel screaming because before you could grasp it and cover yourself a large calloused hand enveloped your shoulder shoving you back into the water.

"WH-GERALT THE FUCK? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUTTA ME." you shouted at him as he released you then you looked down slapping your hands down to cover your self as he raised his eyebrows and gave a lop sided grin.He defiantly looked like the big bad wolf in that moment eyes ablaze with a hunger you wasn't sure you wanted to explore or not. Collecting yourself swallowing dryly before scolding him in a voice that seemed to become smaller with each word.

"hey! get the fuck out im trying to bathe you prick" you heard the door open and close again in a less violent fashion. And suprize suprize yennefer glided into view behind the .

"Thats not all you were doing tho was it? i can fucking smell you" was growled at you as geralt wet his lips you squeaked.

"huh? b-but.. i thought..w-water" you stuttered out as your brain malfunctioned on on an epic scale. Yennefer gave out a loud laugh.

"so thats why he tore threw the inn like that.honestly Geralt i thought something was wrong" she continued laughing as she replayed the way geralt had all but vaulted the tables to get to the stairs. you pouted throughly humiliated

"something is wrong" he ground out before kneeling beside you .Shifting you tired to create some distance from him. He was having none of that wasting no time thrusting his hands into the water tugging away your shielding hand the other forcing its way between your legs. You slammed back against the tub gasping trying to get away. All you'd achieved was his hand pinning your hips to the back of the bath by your pussy

"GERALT WHA-"

"Lets lay down some ground rules" He squeezed your throbbing heat in his hand curling his fingers dangerously close to your opening you bucked moaning breathlessly .Your eyes searched Yennefer's for help but she wore a similar hungry look that he had. Another slow squeeze brought your attention back to the brooding alpha male in the room.

"This is ours.ours to lick,suck and fuck as we see fit, to do what we please with and is off limits to your wandering little hands we clear on that?" You groaned out as he emphasized certain words with teasing brushes of fingers and a slow rub of his palm. Realizing that he might actually be serious.You nodded quickly babbling as he rocked his hand back and forth igniting the heat that you had built alone.

"C-crystal-please Geralt PLease" You threw your head back as his hand moved deliberate and teasing.

"You think you deserve it? after being caught up here playing with yourself?" You nodded then shook your head confused, unable to really concentrate on anything apart from his magnificent hand ,half lidded eyes and clenching your fingers tight around the thumb he was using it to control your movements as your body whithered under his ministrations.

"Really?" He said smirking as he held completely still you sucked through your teeth biting back curses.He chuckled smug bastard. moving trying to get some friction to no avail.

"Well we have been teasing the poor thing ,of course shes going to try sorting herself out the first chance she gets .Honestly Geralt what did you expect? i did tell you" yennefer reasoned as she stood behind you combing threw your wet hair you before grasping your free hand pulling it up out of the way kissing your palm before ghosting her nose down your neck pressing soft kisses along it you mewled at her and tried to coax geralt to continue again by rolling your hips.

"I suppose we could let her off this time" His voice was pure sex as he glanced down before giving into pushing two thick fingers up into you. his breach of your walls had an initial sting but was incredible as your needy walls tried sucking him deeper greedy to be filled.

"oh-oh fuck Ger-please" you arched your back pushing down onto his hand clutching onto Yennefer's wrist. you were so hot .fuck.he was gonna make you cum too quick. You panted throwing your head side to side as your legs tensed then raised up towards your torso, your pussy wrapped tight around Geralts fingers as he held them deep every few thrusts making you feel just how your walls rippled around him. he alternated between fast and shallow then slow and deep trying to build you up slowly he wasn't going to rush you, he was skilled enough to walk you up to the edge and throw you off whenever he damn well pleased. You'd never been this desperate in your life . Yenn's cool fingers delicately teased out your nipples pinching and flicking them until they stood out provocatively. You rocked against the both of them as Geralt made sure to start dragging your clit up and down with his palm as he finger fucked you curling his fingers searching for that small spot that'd send your mind reeling. Yenn had leaned down kissing your cheek and begun whispering lowly into your ear.

"He knows what he's doing doesn't he?Iit wont take him long to find every single spot you have, thats the thing with bedding a witcher they are much more observant then regular men. I have no doubt he will know when your going to orgasm before you do.He has the ability to force them out of nowhere when ever he pleases.. He is quite cruel like that" you moaned out loud snapping your head back high pitched and vulgar sounds tore from your throat as Geralts invading fingers began rubbing furiously back and forth on a soft spot inside of you.Unable to control yourself as your legs and tummy spasmed erratically as your tearfull moans and pleas filled the room

"Thats it oh i think iv found it~" he boasted as he moved his elbow pinning a knee to the side of the tub leaving your clit cruelly exposed for Yennefer,they shared a look as she moved her hand down to join Geralts taking over to rub small firm circles on your exposed clit.

"oh-OH fuck noNOno i cant please i ca-UGh to-Too much please FUCK" Yennefer was quick to swallow your moans in a kiss of clashing teeth and tongues before any one could hear ,tears streamed down your face as your body ached your pussy contracting painfully around his swiping digits. Pulling back for air the sorceress placed open mouthed kisses over your shoulders leaving red marks with her teeth and sucking bites.

"Good girl your being sooo good you don't have to ask this time" she praised as she reached your ear befor sucking harshly below your jaw. you were quickly becoming putty in their hands Geralt growled as he picked up the begining tremors of your orgasm.

"Look at me" you obeyed instantly moaning as you watched the white wolf pull his lip up in a snarl that would have scared you any other time.

"This is what you were made for, your ours, we own you, mind body and soul we own every whimper ,every tear ,every orgasm and hole they are ours for the taking when ever we choose,from now only ecstasy you will know is what we give you" You'd never have guessed how filthy his mouth could be but it seemed to have the desired effect as a sudden rush of heat was your only warning before rearing up screaming out, not sure if you'd shut your eyes or blacked out for a moment as you gushed into the bath water.Geralt pressed into you persistent while Yennefer's hand continued the tight circles efficiently drawing out the best orgasm your ever had.Finally their movements ceased and your body went limp wracked trembling in the aftermath as your orgasm ebbed away slowly. After giving you a few moments to come down and catch your breath Geralt removed his fingers you whimpered inside's still so sensitive after your orgasm, sucking on them he moaned deep and feral before plucking your clenched fingers off his thumb. Yennefer quickly wiped your pussy gently clearing the cum from between your swollen lips. Making you twitched as the cloth ran over you.Pulling you from the bath was a joint effort as they rested you on the bed and began patting you dry with the towel.Moaning in protest as your arms waved loosely trying to take over only having your hand smacked away as they finished.Lying back looking up at them bleary eyed trying to stay awake you felt like jelly, giving up fighting you rolled over yawning tucking your arms below your head Yennefer tilted her head stroking your hair sending you into a relaxed sleep.

"Poor dear ,Oh look at her geralt shes all fucked out and we haven't even fucked her yet"

"hmm she'll be ok we just need to work on her stamina" he replied patting your bottom as he pulled the cover over your washed out form.Geralt panicked

"Shit wheres Ciri?"

"well when you came charging in down stairs i told her to go find Jaskier and stay there until one of us came to get her" Yennefer said with a sly grin he shook his head and scooped her up kissing her passionately. As he took a few steps to the now vacant bath

"well the bath is still warm care to join me?"

"with pleasure lets try not to wake her tho"

See you soon xxx

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Doctor?

Request: Damn, your latest Dean smut story was amazing😍 and I also read your Masterlist, and girl, Dammn! I saw that you have written two Medical related request. So here's just one weird request, can you write some medical!kink or like Doctor!kink with Jensen? There so rare stories on these! It's okay if you say no😅

Warnings: Smut!! Roll Play, Doctor!Kink, Medical!Kink, Oral (Female receiving), language. Other than that I think that’s it.

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x reader

Word Count: 1850

A/N: As always all mistakes are mine! Please don’t copy my stuff! This may not be exactly what you where looking for anon, but it’s definatly something I’ve never done before. Sorry if it’s a little cheesy. As always feedback is gold! Hope you enjoy!

Well here it was, the last few shooting days for Supernatural. It had been a very quick nine months. Quicker than all other filming seasons over the last almost ten years you had been married to Jensen.

It was now down to the last few days of shooting, and the end at this point was inevitable. The boys seemed to be taking it in stride, alone with the rest of the cast and crew members that make up everything that is Supernatural.

The hardest part over the last few days had to be the going through and breaking down of sets and things that weren't needed anymore. Propers were being taken by warner brothers to either be stored, or in some cases auctioned off from charities.

Today the boys were going over to the costume storage trailer, going through it to pick an old costume to sign and then send it to be auctioned off for the charity of their choosing. It had been hours now, and you didn't expect it to go quickly. I mean you basically give Jensen and Jared the keys to a bunch of costumes. Those overgrown man children were going to be in there goofing off all night. Throw Misha in the mix and you weren't going to lie, you were slightly concerned for his safety.

Jared had been doing all he could to get Misha these last few filming days. Getting in all the pranks, pies, and close calls he could before they yelled that's a wrap for the final time.

You were just about to settle in to catch up on an episode of the Walking Dead while you waiting for Jensen to come back to the trailer so that you could both go home to your home away from home, his apartment in Vancouver, for the night.

You hadn't even gotten five minutes in when you heard the door to the trailer open and close. You looked up from you movie that you had playing on your little laptop and couldn't help the fit of laughter that fell from your lips as you took in your husband. Standing there in Dean's doctors coat and dark blue scrubs from the episode 'Changing Channels' shot back in season five.

He spun around for you with the most adorable grin on his face. "What! It still fits pretty good I think." He said with a proud smirk.

"Jay I thought you were supposed to be picking a costume to be auctioned off for charity. Not playing dress up." You said. Still trying to contain your fit of laughter.

"I've already done it."

"This is the one?" You asked, you could see a hint of something mischievous in his olive green eyes as he smirked at you.

"Nope. Just thought we could... Borrow this..." he said, gesturing at himself.

You blinked at him for a moment unable to stop yourself from biting down on your lower lips. He did look delicious in those scrubs. That honestly was doing very little to hide the fact that he was packing in the most important places, and he knew it.

He saluted over to where you were sitting.

"I think your WAY past due for your physical ma'am." He drew out. Letting his Texas accent show just a little bit. You eyed the way that his white coat hung off of his muscular body and couldn't help playing along..

"Well Doctor. That's why I'm here. They tell you that your... thurow..." You tell him, and watch his eyes darken as he looks at you.

He gives you his best heart stopping smile. The one that usually makes your brain turn to mush.

"Well Mrs. I think you should make your way into my office so that we can get this started. Don't want to keep my patient waiting.." He said, Grabbing your hand and leading you into the small bedroom of his trailer. Shutting the door behind the two of you before his lips were on yours.

He kissed you breathless. His tongue invading your mouth, dominating yours. Stealing your breaths from you as his hands roamed your body. Breaking the kiss just long enough to pull your shirt over your head.

"Where are you gonna start Doctor?" You asked him sweetly. He gave you a wicked smirk that made you wetter than you'd ever been in your life, and he'd barely ever even touched you.

"Oh, this is gonna be a head to toe exam sweetheart. Starting at the ears." He nipped and kissed his way up to the shell of your ear. Taking it between his teeth gently sending a shiver through your body in the best way.

"Then we're going to check on that pulse." He whispered in your ear. kissing and sucking his way down your neck to your pulse point before biting down gently. Just enough to make a moan fall from your lips.

His hot breath fanned over your skin as he chucked against your neck. His hands trailing up your back. Taking the clasp of your bra expertly in one hand and popping it lose like it was nothing at all. Letting it fall to the floor at your feet.

"Then we're going to move you to the bed, and let me get a good check on these beautiful breasts." He said, Walking your backwards to the bed until the back of your legs hit the bedframe and you fell down gently on the bed. Crawling up the bed to the pillows. Jensen crawling over you, his white Doctor's coat hoving on either side of your bodies.

He attacked your jaw line again with much more fervor than before, grinding his already thickening bulge against your covered core. Sending just the right amount of friction where you needed him most as his tongue graced over your nippes. Pulling each of them with his teeth. Letting them stand on end for him. Tracing the swells of your breast with his tongue. Leaving little love bites on the sensitive skin there. Before moving to the valley of your cleavage between your breast. Kissing all the way down your stomach to your hips.

Pulling your pants and underwear off in one go, without so much as a word. Completely lost in his work. Sliding your socks from each foot. Kissing every new inch of skin that was revealed to him.

"Then we're gonna make sure that those legs muscles work properly." Running his lips and fingers over your thighs, down to your knees watching as your muscles jumped and retracted under his feather light touch. Every touch sends waves of fire in it's wake.

"Then comes my favorite part." He said, Lowering his head until his warm breath was fanning over your already soaking core before licking a strip through your folds. Stopping at your clit. Swirling his tongue around it before sucking it into his mouth. Your body arched off the bed and sounds fell from your lips that would have made a porn star jealous. Jensen ate at you like a starving man. Sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through your body until you were absolutely shaking under him.

When you thought you couldn't get any closer to the edge without falling over he slipped two of his thick digits inside of you, curling them and pumping them in and out of you in time with his licks at your swollen clit. Hitting that sweet spot deep down inside of you. Throwing you over the edge screaming as you came. His name falling from your lips as your body jerked around him, and your core clamped down on his fingers. He worked you through it until you had come down completely before crawling his way back up your body. Kissing you gently as you came back to him from you high.

Finally when your brain cleared from you post orgasm fog you slid his white coat down his shoulders and his shrugged it off of his body. Throwing it somewhere on the floor. "Your way overdressed doctor." You tell him as you pull at the tight blue scrubs shirt he was wearing.

"You know sweetheart I think you're right. Gonna need more movement if I'm gonna test those hips of yours out. These are a little restricting."

With that he quickly shed his scrubs from his body before throwing them on the floor alone with his coat. Leaving him bare before you.

"No underwear doctor?" You ask as you watched his thick length slap against his stomach. A bead of precume already gathered at his swollen tip.

Jensen shook his head as he rid himself of his socks. "Like I said, restricting."

You couldn't help but laugh as he spread your legs with his thick thighs. Grabbing his fully erect cock and pumping it twice before he lined himself up with you. Sliding the tip through your folds. Gathering up your slick. Nudging his tip against your clit. Sending a first wave of arosule to your core.

"Gonna test out these hips of yours now. See how much impact they can handle." Jensen said in your ear as he slid himself inside of you in one swift motions. A deep groan leaving both of your lips as he stretched and filled you up in a way only he could. Giving you little time to adjust before slamming into you at a fast pace.

The sounds of moans, and flesh moving against flesh filled the room as he pounded into you over and over again. Each drag of his thick length across your womanhood driving you closer and closer to your end. Your walls are already starting to flutter around him as his tip hits that sweet spot deep inside of you over and over and over again. His pace picking up almost to a punishing brutal pace as he drove both of you to the edge.

"Fuck Jay I'm close." You said as the coil in your belly began to tighten, warmth pooling in your core, your walls quivering around him with each hard thrust. His own pace started to falter above you.

"Cum for me sweetheart. I need to feel you."

That was all it took. Your walls clamped down around him and he spilled deep inside you. Hit hot seed coating your walls.

When both of you finally had control of your breathing he pulled out of you slowly. Cleaning himself up in the bathroom before bringing a rag to you and cleaning you up.

"Well doctor what do you think? Healthy enough." You asked him with a smirk as he redressed in his scrubs and white overcoat.

"I don't know sweetheart, I might need you to come in for a follow up next week. There may be some more... Test... I need to run.." He said, Leaning down and kissing your lips deeply before heading for the bedroom door.

"Were are you going? No Post sex cuddles for your best paitent?" You pouted innocently.

"Five minutes pretty girl. I gotta get this costume back before they catch my ass with it." He said with a wink. Leaving you laughing hysterically on the bed as he exited the trailer and ran back towards the costume storage trailer.

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impulsivelycontentious · 3 years

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No one reads this or connects it with my other online identities but since I've removed personals involvement from my other social media stuff, and I feel like bitching, I am jsut gonna go ahead and do it.

So I have brain damage. Yeaaaaars ago I threw up so hard I actually ripped open the inside of an artery in my neck, and it threw a clot, and that clot did some nasty shit on its way on through and out.

No doctor noticed for two weeks.

Everyone else did.

Good times.

Anyway.

So now I have a damaged brain. Brains don't grow back. Some areas can regenerate a few cells - notably the prefrontal lobe - but mostly brains fix themselves not by regenerating like skin does, but by rearranging the cells we have to fire to fancy new configurations.

This has been quite the ride. Because shit, it changes things.

I don't even know how much of my personality is consistent. No idea. Let alone everything else.

I have memory loss my nurologist won't akowledge because it falls short of dementia. That was the bar. "You don't have dementia, you know what year it is." Gee thanks there chief.

Anyway.

My brain wasn't too stable to begin with. I have always been prone to logic leaps that occur very quickly and not necessarily in ways other people would make them. My mind is jumbled and a little random and things collide all the time that probably shouldn't.

This has become much worse since the brain damage. See, my brain keeps wiring shit together. Shit it really shouldn't. It changes who I am, what I think, what I can think.

It's actually quite terrifying to realise you're a sack of geletine misfiring lighting at itself.

So anyway. To the point. Yes - I have one of those. Probably. It's somewhere in here.

Oh right, no, another detour. I'm autistic. "Oh yeah, they definatly didn't screen girls when I was a kid because how the fuck did they miss this otherwise" autistic.

Back to the point.

Recently I had this sensory processing ... Whatever the fuck that was. I call them.idssocistive episodes. I don't know how accurate that is. But my mind unhooks from my sensory data. Everything feels muted and unreal - sound, sight, touch, heat. Name it. It's wrong.

I hate these.

It gets particularly nasty because there are nurologicsl consequences. See, my concious mind ramps up it's interpretation of sensory data. It goes all in and leaves the rest of my existence stuffed in this tiny little box without enough space to do dick.

One effect of this is I suddenly become highly obsessive. I think it's a comfort mechanism, I require the same stimulus over and over again or to somehow mentally connect it to the same element. Of course, it could also jsut be that obsessive behaviour towards interests is part of who I am. I am autistic. I DEFIANTLY go all in when something fascinates me. But not... Not like this.

Do you have ANY IDEA how many times I watched starwars 8 in 72 hours? Any clue? Holy fricking ... Something. I watched it fast. I watched it slow. I watched it skipping ahead 10 seconds every 10 seconds. I dissected that thing in micrscopic detail.

It gets better. Because mere hours before I got hit with this episode... I was not a starwars fan.

Nope. I watched it. It was ok. I wasn't going out of my way for it.

And suddenly. Wham. Episode 8. All the time. I watched some 7 and 9 as well but it was like it was entierly because eit was connected to 8.

I cannot even.

And while this is happening, *I know*. I know. I really do. I know this isn't my normal behaviour. I know this isn't my wheelhouse. I know something is deeply, deeply wrong in my brain.

I think it might actually be an ok movie, honestly. But not THAT good. And now it's one of my favourite things. Forever. I have no idea if it's actually good. Did I not give eit a chance the first time? Is my obsessive brain simply emotionally hooked up how? Fuck, I don't know.

So that's why I'm posting today. On this day. May 4th.

I'm seeing a lot of star wars today and it's making my brain tickle with it's own ridiculousness.

Not the whole point though. Because it lasted 72 hours (I watched dit one more time after that and if wasn't near as intense).

But what happened AFTER my 72 hours as an obsessive raylo (oh yeah. I went there. I'm not even ashamed. I am also compeltely content with the end they got, because I do not see that shit working out).

Brains don't regrow. They rewire.

And suddenly, I'm drawing. Like... A lot. I filled pages of doodles. Sketches. I redrew a peice I'd been working on for about a month in a few hours and damnit, it was good. It's not professional quality but I'd never down anything that well before. This goes on for another day. And then I started a story, and I wrote 2000 words all at once.

I'm dyslexic. And words are severely impacted by my brain damage to the point it can cause me phsycial pain to force my thoughts in to words.

And here I am. Going nuts on my phone. The words just spilling out and again - damnit, it was good shit.

My brain was abstracting. Where the concious sort had been shunted, it wasn't directing the abstracting aspect of my mind.

And I was making cognative leaps. My brain was wiring itself together for creativity.

For another 24 hours.

And now, dear reader, we get to now.

I have written 200 words in the last 2 days. They feel wrong.

I started and stopped a dozen images. None of them feel right. And there are objective quality differences.

I can still draw a bit. If I'm not tired. I'm almost always tired - it's neural fatigue, it comes with surviving a brain damage.

I have somehow brain damaged my way in to better skills.

And it's... It's not a good feeling.

Doing it the first time and watching something take place in front of my eyes I don't recognise was like magic. It was euphoric. Amazing. Exciting.

Realising as time wears on that the ability to do this is intrinsically tied in to the way ones brain handles brain damage and sensory processing issues?

Not a great feeling cats. Not at all.

I find myself staring at a document willing words on tot he page that just aren't there anymore and feeling so frustrated I could scream.

Whose idea was this anyway? Why can't I keep my rewiring?

It's so hard dto explain the feeling of loss.

It's not me who did these things. A version of me, yes. But not the one we are keeping.

The one we keep struggles to hold a narrarive in her head and the narrator's tone took 3 rewritten to preserve for a single paragraph.

I don't want to stop. But how do I keep going? I'm not the author anymore and I've always struggled with adopting the tone of others.

So yeah. That's where I'm at. And I wanna talk about it. Because I don't want to be alone. But I can't escape the feeling I'm being dramatic. Terribly dramatic. And so talking about it is hard. How much is my own spin and perception and how much is real?

Did this really happen?

I think it did. But like every story I tell, I don't know. Memory loss. Cognetive issues.

I just wanna tell stories and draw. But the words hurt and the art makes me tired.

It's frustrating is all.

I hate being lighting geletine.

In case you're wondering what kind of cognative leap happened:

That one is april 4th.

And that one April 28th.

🤷‍♀️

Fucked if I know, really.

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elvendara · 4 years

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Yooran Week 2020

It’s HERE! And I’ve made a silly silly fic!

Day 1: Band AU/Fantasy AU for @yooranweek2020

Sorta kinda fantasy! Playing FFXIV

“Everyone still here?” Yoosung spoke into his headset, the large headphones indenting into his soft yellow hair. Amethyst eyes scrolled across the screen, making sure everyone was still on Discord. This wasn’t as fun as he thought it would be.

“Here.” Came Saeran’s clear voice. There was a tinge of barely contained frustration. Yoosung clenched his jaws, he was going to have to make it up to his boyfriend for sure.

“HERE!” Zen’s voice was loud and there was no hiding his frustration at all.

“Ho…is…hea…” Jumin’s voice kept cutting out. Yoosung could see that he was going in and out of the Discord chat.

“Stop hitting the button JUMIN!” he growled into the mic.

“…me now?” the man was cool as ice water.

“Yes. Finally. I told you, you don’t need to keep going back into Discord, we’re connected and can hear just fine.”

“Alright then.” Yoosung shook his head at the calmness in Jumin’s voice. The man let nothing fluster him.

“I don’t understand. When do I become a Black Mage? You said this class was a Black Mage.”

“I told you, you have to get to level 30.” Yoosung was tired of being patient with the man, he would invariably ask the same question every few levels he gained.

“For fucks sake Jumin! How much longer do we have to do this?” Zen asked.

“Let’s just try to get through his first dungeon OK? Then we can disband.” Yoosung answered.

Sastasha. It should be easy, especially because Yoosung was on his level 80 White Mage, the healer, Saeran was on his level 80 Ninja, good dps (damage per second), and Zen was on his level 60 Paladin, the tank. Jumin didn’t really have to do anything. They would be level synced down to the level of the dungeon, 15, which meant most of their skills would be unusable. But they didn’t need much for this first dungeon anyway, it was easy.

“What do I do again?” Jumin asked.

“Just click on the mobs and blast away.” Zen retorted. “Make sure you stay behind me though! I lead!”

“Is that so? Why can’t I lead?”

Three voices chimed in with a resounding “NO!”

“Because you’re squishy and you’ll die.” Yoosung answered.

“What does it mean, that I’m squishy? And why am I squishy?”

“Because you’re a caster! You don’t get very protective armor and your hit points are lower than a tank’s.” Yoosung explained further.

“How is that fair? Why does Zen get to have good armor and not me?”

“Can we please just focus and get on with it? Just…stay close to Yoosung OK?” Saeran was definatly frustrated and more than a little annoyed.

Yoosung sent him a private message through Discord:

Yoosung: I’m so sorry Saeran. I thought it would be fun to have Jumin play. I’ll make it up to you, I promise, just, hang in there OK?

Saeran: It’s fine. He’s a little frustrating for sure, but at least there is some entertainment with Zen’s reactions. 🤣

Yoosung: Does that mean you’re not mad?

Saeran: Of course not, I’m just egging Zen on, LOL.

Yoosung: I don’t feel so bad then. I love you.

Saeran: Damn straight you do! 👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨

“Are we doing this or not? Yoosung?” Zen cut through and Yoosung could easily imagine how tight his jaw was right now.

“Yeah, OK, queuing up for Sastasha. Yoosung hit the button and the notification came right up.

“What do I do?” Jumin asked.

“Click on ‘Commence’.” Yoosung answered.

Once they had all ‘commenced’ the screen went black and “SASTASHA” flashed across the screen.

“Follow Zen!” Yoosung said once they were released from their restraints and Zen took off into the dungeon.

Later:

Saeran laughed and pulled Yoosung close to him.

“Oh my God! I thought I was going to pee my pants when Jumin ran into the second boss’s room and smacked him with his staff!”

“Zen was so pissed!” Yoosung joined Saeran’s laughter.

“And Jumin’s only comment after dying from one hit was just ‘hmm I thought that would work’.” Saeran continued.

“I know! I know! I thought Zen was going to log off and leave us there.”

“It was fun though. And I think Jumin liked it. Although, I think I might need to get drunk to play with him again. You’re a good person Yoosung.”

“What? What are you talking about, I just thought it would be funny to get Jumin to play.” Yoosung shrugged and snuggled into Saeran’s side. They were on his sofa, Saeran showing up about an hour after they had all logged off Final Fantasy XIV. Yoosung was glad to see him, he was exhausted but happy too.

“You know what I’m talking about. I know you didn’t forget what today is.” Indeed he hadn’t. The anniversary of V’s death. Yoosung knew Jumin would be alone, not wanting to talk about it. But Yoosung also knew what it was like to lose someone you loved and feel all alone in your sadness. Although Rika was still alive, he hadn’t known that at the time. There was still some sorrow for the person she had become, but at least she was alive. Jumin had no such doubts, they had buried his friend and he would never see him again.

Yoosung sighed and wrapped his arms around Saeran. He was thankful for what he had, for the relationship he had developed with the gorgeous, talented, skilled, genius of a man that he held on to. And he would always be thankful and never take him for granted.

“I love you.”

#my posts #yooranweek2020 #Yooran #Yoosung Kim #Saeran Choi #Zen #Jumin Han #some angst #sadness #mention of death #mysme spoilers #spoilers #mystic messenger #mysme #boyfriends

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crazyforhorror · 4 years

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Trying to sniff out a trail

-- Star Pov--

I sure hope Laddie is safe, I know for a fact that the lost boys don’t have him so I am feeling glad about that but terrified because I don’t know WHO he is with and if he is safe. Now I know how a mother must feel, not having her child by her side and the uncertainty of their dissapearance. The Frog brothers stayed the night to try to help Mike and I as well as Sam to locate Laddie. He is like my son, all the time I spent taking care of him I really felt like his mother. And I managed to not protect him from what ever happened, I failed him. Tears rushed down my smooth face, leaving red tracks and a puffy feeling to my normally thin mug. The horror was fully set as the two sets of brothers emerged down the staircase of the Emerson household. Wiping tears, I stand and rush into the open arms of Michael and hold him tight, new tears threatining to spill onto my curly tresses and the locks of my boyfriend. You may be saying, “Star crying ain’t going to get you nowhere, so why are you guys not out looking?” Well yesterday, we rechecked the cave and all the spots we used to go with him, nothing had changed. He was nowhere to be found and neither were the people he has to have left with. We checked with his family and they still haven’t seen him either. All five of us at a loss, we are trying to regroup and hatch one more new plan. Sadly for us though, we have all run out of anything we can do. Now we just have to wait for him to make a return, much like his family are. Max’s old shop has been given over to Lucy, so its much diffrent now, happier and bussier even. The surfer gang is all happy to have their territory and that of the old biker gang that dissapeared like everyone else. To the locals, they all cut and run, to us we know the truth and to be honest I do miss some of them a tad bit but not enough to mourn them. Mostly how they annoyed each other all the time.

-- Quinn Pov--

I was hanging out at the mansion on the private Island that the family who calls themselves “the lost boys” owns. You see, Paul and I are having a stay in date while we watch Laddie and the others are going out to look for trouble on the town. The little boy was hyper as he had just woken from his slumber and I knew just by how he and the boys were they too were vampires. Even the ten year old boy. We had all figured each other out pretty fast and I had started to hang out with them more. It had been a few weeks since we met and I had never been happier to know a group of people. They were all very happy to see Paul being with me all the time. Out of nowhere Laddie had gasped, covered his mouth, looked guilty and sped out of the room once I had heard him call me mommy. Paul had is mouth open in the door way to the kitchen and I looked at him with a small smile, “I have got this babe, don’t worry about it.” He kisses me softly on the lips and then I head to the little vamp’s bedroom with a knock on the door frame.

“Lads, can I come in and talk to you please?” His voice was muffled by the pillows but I heard him clear as day and I knew right then, if our kind could cry we would both be in tears. “H-Honey, Im not mad at you, I promise. Actually I would love to be your mommy. I once had a son but after he was born I had to let him go, but not one night goes by where I don’t miss him like crazy. You fill that void with your family nicley.I love you like my own, little bat.” My voice was soft as I creep to his bedside and move his hair gently out of his face. With a little shuffling I soon feel his arms wrap themselves securely around my midsection and his face in my chest with no signs of wanting to let go.

“Can you sing to me Mama?Please?” I nod and sing a song to him( A/N: I know Christina Perry is the one who wrote and sang this song but for the pourpose of the story Quinn wrote it. singing is in italics)

Heart beats fast

Colors and promises

How to be brave

How can I love when I’m afraid to fall

But watching you stand alone

All of my doubt, suddenly goes away some how

One step closer

I have died everyday, waiting for you

Darling don’t be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years

I’ll love you for a thousand more

Time stands still

Beauty in all she is

I will be brave

I will not let anything, take away

What’s standing in front of me

Every breath, every hour has come to this

One step closer

I have died everyday, waiting for you

Darling don’t be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years

I’ll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed, I would find you

Time has brought your heart to me

I have loved you for a thousand years

I’ll love you for a thousand more

One step closer

I have died everyday, waiting for you

Darling don’t be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years

I’ll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed, I would find you

Time has brought your heart to me

I have loved you for a thousand years

I’ll love you for a thousand more

By the time I was done with the song, Laddie was so calm I thought I had put him into a sleep but he was just happy to hear my voice. Unbeknownst to me, Paul and the boys were watching me from the door with smiles on their faces as the young son looked up at me, keeping his head on my chest still. “ I love you mommy, thank you for sining to me. You have the voice of an angel.” I kiss his head and tell him I am glad he liked it before he hops up and runs into Paul’s wating arms, “Did you hear that Daddy Paul? Mama is an angel and I love her!”

“ You are not wrong bud! And I love her too! She definatly is the best mom ever.” Glad I could no longer blush as a vampire, I stood up from the edge of the samll bed, “I should really get home,I have work tomorrow and I dont want to be a cranky mess or I may drain the entire human race of their blood.” Dark chuckles emerge from David and Dwayne who had previously seen me blow up on Marko for being mean to Lads while the curly blond shudders in fear, “ Paul man, your girl is scary!” He mutters as I walk past him and ruffle his hair like a parent would to annoy thier older child. This was my life now and I loved every second of it.

A/N: so the next thing I plan to post is going to be a family tree to kind of explain the dynamic of the people in the story so no one is confused, it will give away some of the former surprises but oh well, I gotta make sure no one gets lost ;)

I hope you all liked this chapter!

#the lost boys paul #the lost boys marko #the lost boys dwayne #the lost boys david #Alan frog #Edgar frog #Sam emerson #Michael emerson #Lucy emerson #The lost boys star #Kiefer sutherland #brooke mccarter #alex winter #billy wirth #my writing #fanfiction #sinister deciet

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ohhoneato · 3 years

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Next up is Polo Dorenmorphercarger.

Yes that's his real name.

Born in a family of assassins run by his mother after his father passed away, the children in his family are asked to choose a new family name at a certain age, as a sign of maturity. His chosen name was Roamer, which is why Nero's last name was Roamer.

Their little brother, born after Nero's banishment, chose this last name. He obviously didn't mature.

I have a full short story written for Polo that shows off his character perfectly, written in a sort of letter format.

Before going any further though, I know I haven't really put any trigger warnings or anything, but this one really kind of needs it, although it doesn'tgo into detail. So:

Trigger warning: abuse, rape and death.

Now that that's out of the way, please enjoy.

Dear brother,

Mother told me I should start writing in a diary of sorts, as I am soon to begin assassin training. Instead of a “diary”, I decided instead to write letters to the one I care of most, you. As youngest I am the last to begin training, making mother quite worried. She is afraid I will not be good enough. I do not have an affinity for fighting, as you well know, so I will hopefully have an affinity for magic. You have just informed me that I am using too many commas and run on sentences. This isn’t actually meant to be read by you, I hope you know! I have informed you of this promptly and I hope you will take it to heart. I will keep you updated (not really) on the regular and be sure to tell you of everything. Please excuse the terrible punctuation, after all I am only nine.

Love, Polo.

Dear broter,

Sorry for any typos I make, I do not have much time between classes. Things have been very exciting within the last two days. I have begun a sword fighting class, mother beleives that I should be trained all around. Even if I am not very good at it, I can be mus….muscule… whatever… memory trained. It has been hard, but I beleive I may be getting the hang of it. Next class I have is to be a magic class. For using magical items. They are taking me out to find my own magical item within the next few days, but first I must pack and this class is to show me what to pack. I must go now, I was supposed to be in class a minute ago and lost track of time writing.

Love you, Polo.

Dear Brother,

It is my first day looking for a magical item and so far, I am having no luck. I had no idea it would be this difficult to find an item I’m supposed to have a spiritual bond with. Mother and the instructors have told me to stop sighing so many times today, I’m sure that could become their catchphrases. I’m tired and I miss you. But I’ve been assure that it will be worth it. I must carry on. After all, the family business rests on our shoulders. It’s about time I started my training. I must go and continue training. Please keep me in your thoughts.

Love, Polo

Dear Brother,

I have much time to sit and talk with you, as I have finally found it. It only took a week too, mother told us it usually took longer. It’s a shame though, I wanted to beat your record of three days. Ah well, you remain the superior brother for now. I’ll one up you one day. Now, more on the magical item. It is a pink spiritual stone, made for possession and deception. I know you won’t approve much of it, but it is what I’ve become attached to. I beleive it is most definatly mine to have. I will not abuse it’s powers, after all, I’m such a natural with it I shouldn’t have trouble mastering it. It has imbedded itself into my hand and can make copies of itself. It’s truely a marvel. It is also quite beautiful, sparkling like a Rose Quarts or something similar. I must be getting ready for bed now, I will write you more later.

Love, Polo.

Dear Brother,

As I thought, you are not pleased with my gift and have personally decided to speak to mother about it. I even now can hear you and mother yelling at each other. Why can’t you be happy about it? Does it seem too dark? I would have thought you’d be proud of me, finding something so fitting for the profession. No, actually, I can beleive you’re angry. You’ve always been quite protective of me, why would you be happy about this? But I am happy. I would like to keep being happy. I am finally making my way along, becoming one with the family, making mother proud! I’ve been trying so hard- You are exiting mother’s room. I must find out what has happened. I will write another letter in a moment.

Love, Polo.

Brother,

It has been a week since I finished my training and you were kicked out of the family for trying to attack our mother. Mother has tried to convince me to stop writing to you, but I won’t. You will always be my brother, no matter how foolish you act. You were the favorite. You were the best. The better brother. Why? Why would you throw that away so easily?! I need to know. I need to ask you. I have completed my training as I said, so mother will let me wander the city looking for work now. Just think, ten years old and I’m already good enough with magic and decent enough with a sword that I can hold my own in the real world. Why won’t you be proud of me? Why?

Brother,

I will not be writing for a few months as I will be traveling and taking jobs alone. I will have to be diligent and cunning. I will hopefully be seeing you soon.

Brother.

I am not sure I will ever be able to talk about this with anyone, including you. It has been months since I’ve written you, possibly years. I am Fifteen now. I looked back through my old letters. It’s sort of silly, I could not even spell believe correctly then, yet I believed myself ready to go out into the real world. I was so passive aggressive, saying things about you being the better brother. I even heard that within all this time, we now have a younger brother. I will treat him better than you treated me, I promise. I will love him more than you love me. This will be a great feat. You loved me more than life itself. You treated me better than royalty could ever expect. I miss you. Nero, I miss you. I love you. I always will. I wish you could have read these letters in life, especially this one. I am about to tell you what happened to me all this time. Well, a kind of short version. Leaving out some minor things. I wish I could leave some gruesome details out, but since you will never be reading this, no one will ever be reading this letter, I must for a therapeutic reason. Here goes the big thing. I was in the middle of a job. Kill the target, get out as soon as possible sort of thing, except my target had been informed of me. I’d made somewhat of a name for myself by then, I was about to turn twelve in three days time. I snuck into his room and instantly got rushed by his guards. I would have prefered almost any other sort of torture than what they did. My entire body shakes when I think of it. I cannot even stand human touch anymore. Which I feel terrible about, if I hadn’t allowed myself to become sloppy, such a vile thing wouldn’t have happened and perhaps I could have saved you. An odd sentence to be writing, and assassin saving someone’s life instead of taking it. But although what was done to me was unspeakable, I must at least force myself to write the words instead of avoid it as I am. They violated me. They raped me. I can still feel them inside me when I think about it and it sends me into waves of panic. I cannot breathe when I think of this act, I cannot sleep, I cannot live. I wish to die when I think of the incident. Isn’t that terrible. The Pink Gem has been trying to convince me to let her take over and I have almost been convinced many times. It’s hurts so much, she can make the pain go away. Then I thought of you and I now think of our new brother and realize I musn’t succumb, for surely she will try to hurt everyone for self gain. She is selfish, as I must admit it was that selfishness for the same end goal that drew me to her. To continue the story, I eventually after another year, found my way to you. You were living your life in hiding from all those who wanted revenge with a beautiful woman named Rose.

She was an all mother of sorts, as it seemed she took in those with magic whom were abandoned or lost. She was kind, gave me a place to eat and sleep, helping to clear my mind of that which had happened previously. She had the same powers as I, yet on a much smaller scale, only able to manipulate a single town at a time. She did not believe she need it on a larger scale, the humans she kept as slaves and pets were all she needed. I found myself both somewhat disgusted and intrigued by her beliefs. Back to you. I hadn’t even been looking for you at the time. I had sat down to eat and you’d walked up to me. You called my name quietly. I glanced up and the first look of hope came into my eyes that had been there in years. I ran to you and hugged you so tightly. And you hugged back. Oh you hugged back so tightly, I miss it still. I still feel it. I started to panic at the touch, but I forced it away, after all I had been the one looking for you, I’d initiated the hug, what would you think if I had just pushed you away. Then you spoke. And it all went away. All of the panic, all of the pain, all of the terrible thoughts, away with a simple “I love you.”

We released and we began to catch up. I skipped details of most that had happened when I’d begun my search till then. I told you it’d been uneventful. I could see you didn’t believe me. I knew you could see the deadness in my eyes. You could see I’d almost completely given up, not only on finding you, but life. I was tired. I still am. But I haven’t given up. Anyway, you told me about living with Rose, that she was kind, finding orphans and those who’d been kicked out of their towns and all. We both decided it would be better to talk in private. We both decided to walk outside to talk. I accidentally stepped outside of Rose’s protective circle. I was immediately ambushed. You raced to my aid, hacking and slicing away at the attackers, you took the initial hit that was aimed at me. We fought side by side, eventually being joined by Rose, who had sensed the trouble and came to help. We beat them. We beat the attackers. Why doesn’t it feel like we won? Is it because you took poison that was meant for me? Probably. I’m not going to lie. I sobbed the whole time, while her medics told us you didn’t have a chance, while I was saying the final goodbye, and especially when you answered my final question. Why?

“Because I loved you too much.”

So now you’re gone. I gained an ally in Rose, but I don’t know if I could ever face her again. She is just so compassionate and I fear I will not be able to be strong around her. I told her I would ever call if I needed help again though, to make her feel better. I must attempt to sleep so I may travel home in the morning. I love you.

Love, Polo.

Brother,

I made it home. I believe traveling home is where I left off. Our little brother’s name is Marco. He is amazing. I will protect him. Mother is gone, dead from childbirth. After all the assassination attempts, having another child is what did her in. That is most humorous. She doesn’t want me to keep writing these. Sometimes she sounds just like mother. I fear I am losing myself to her. I must go, I have things to attend to as new head of family.

Love, Polo

Brother,

What have I done? Oh gods above what have I done. I’ve hurt him. Marco, my only brother, I’ve done to him what was done to me, the act that has utterly destroyed me. No, it was not me. It was my body, but I have not done this. It was her! SHE DID THIS TO MY PRECIOUS SIBLING!

I MUST GET RID OF H-

Brother,

I am almost gone. I don’t have much time to write this. Marco has taken everything She has thrown at him, but I think she has finally broken him. Cori, his beloved Cori. She’s had him killed. I cannot let this keep happening, but I cannot control it. He will obey Her now. Perhaps if he does, She will stop hurting him. I am so sorry Nero. I’m so sorry Marco. I’ve failed.

Love, Polo.

Dearest Marco,

I wanted you to have these. She would have you be a mindless soldier, but I promised I’d be better than him. You need to know what made me this way, a powerless puppet. Enclosed are the letters I wrote to him, starting when I was nine years old. Our older brother was truly wonderful, I wish you could have met him. He would have been much better of a brother than me. Perhaps enclosed you may find a way to reverse this. I’d much rather be filled with pain than be powerless to stop Her from hurting you. Good luck. I love you. I’m sorry.

Love, Polo

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supernatural-rewatch-3 · 4 years

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Taxi Driver

Oh Boy, what a day to watch this, as my understanding is there is some news with the Benny part of the fandom today. This episode is really hard to watch because I absolutely adore Benny.

On a side note, completely unrelated to anything else...ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! THAT WAS A BACKDOOR PORTAL INTO HELL ALL THIS TIME FROM PURGATORY! YOU MEAN AT ANY POINT ANY DEMON COULD JUST WALTZ INTO PURGATORY AND VISE VERSA! AND THE REAPERS KNEW ABOUT IT! WHAT THE HELL EVEN WAS SEASON 6 AND 7 THAN!? I’M GONNA ASSUME NONE OF THE REAPERS TOLD ANGELS OR DEMONS ABOUT IT! AT LEAST THE ‘GRUNTS’ SINCE CAS DIDN’T KNOW BUT NAOMI DID! WHAT?!

Anyway, on another note, while time in Hell seems to go significantly slower, approximately ten years to the month on earth, which would be I don’t know what, like a 121.75 (356.25X10 then /30 days in the month) days in Hell to one day on earth; time in Purgatory seems to have a 1:1 ratio as earth. So I can see how imperative it is for Sam to keep a very close eye on the time. That also means that almost the entire 24 hours and some that Sam was gone, he was in Purgatory because his entire time in Hell could only amount to a few seconds of time out of Hell. Good to know.

So Sam and Dean learn about the second trial from Kevin and Sam decides to go into Hell to find a random innocent soul to bring back, the decision of who becoming much easier when they learn Bobby is currently in Hell. I find it very easy to believe that Bobby is in Hell, because while Crowley was working with Sam and Dean at the time of Bobby’s flask being burned, Crowley had just learned that Dean and Sam had been working with meg and Cas the whole time secretly, his most wanted in Hell on the number one and two spots. He was pissed and saw it as a betrayal, so it was kind of his f you to the Winchesters by taking Bobby. Sam insists on going alone and the reaper, as my rant above already says, takes him to a backdoor from Purgatory.

The fact that reapers can just come and go from Purgatory whenever while angels and demons have to do special rituals and what not kind of pisses me off. Does that mean Naomi is lying and manipulating Dean and Cas when she tells them it took many lives to save Cas from Purgatory, because it seems like all she had to do was tell Ajay ‘hey, go get Cas’ and be like a thirty second deal. Is it really that easy? Because if so can we just go find another moonlighting reaper and go to Purgatory and pull out Benny? I really want to know the logistics behind this.

Anyway, I’ll stop my rant now. So Dean has nothing to do for twenty four hours, so he takes care of Kevin. I can’t tell it this is Dean being concerned about Kevin, just needing to be mother hening someone, or just looking for something to distract him. Knowing Dean, it’s a combination of all three. Dean definatly doesn't need to be signing up to be a guest talker at any motivational speaking events, but to be fair those are probably the same talks John gave him when he was scared, overwhelmed, or frustrated.And while he is making Kevin breakfast he meets Naomi.

And we are back to the theory that Naomi just hired a reaper to pull Cas out and is just manipulating him with guilt because that is what she does to Dean. Dean tells her he knows she ordered Cas to kill him and she tries to twist it that ‘that was his interpretation of my orders’. No, you straight up yelled ‘Kill Him!’ multiple times. There was no interpretation there at all! She tries to convince Dean that she is on his side and is there to help him. Now that part is true because they are both trying to close the gates of Hell. She wants Crowley shut down just as much as Dean. It’s kind of like he’s working with the angle version of Meg, only less fun and no redemption arc included.

Crowley is onto the boys though and realizes something is going on, something related to the closing of the gates of Hell, but he can’t stop it. He knows he needs Kevin, and that is why he’s been messing with Kevin’s head the whole episode, trying to get Kevin scared so he will abandon his translating, to slip up and allow Crowley to capture him. Which he does in the end of the episode. And Kevin, bless his heart, is such a strong character. He is terrified, Crowley put him through the wringer, but Kevin isn’t backing down. He has his own personal f you. He hides the tablet. And while this whole side search for Kevin is going on, he’s trying to prevent Dean and Sam from whatever the hell they are doing off to the side, which makes no sense to him. That is until he sees Bobby’s soul, then he figures they are trying to save him. Then Naomi shows up and he’s back to suspecting that it has to do with something much more than two boys rescuing a paternal figure.

But what really breaks my heart in this episode is Dean and Benny. Dean is backed into a corner so much, is so desperate, that he calls Benny and asks one of the best and closest friends he ever had to die to go rescue his brother. And Benny agrees to do it. Benny cares about Dean so much that he is willing to let Dean kill him so that he can go to Purgatory and rescue a guy who not only hates him but made a few attempts on his life already. The world does not deserve a guy like Benny. Dean is heartbroken over the whole thing and he promises Benny that when he gets back, they will fix it. Benny however has clearly already made up his mind by this point. In fact I think Benny had already made his decision when he was pacing as Dean explained everything. Benny isn’t coming back. There is no return from this trip. And suddenly we are back to the start of this season with Cas. Cas had made the journey with Dean and Benny, but he had never told Dean that he decided he wasn’t coming back. Because he knew that Dean would stay or do anything he could to keep him from remaining in Purgatory, Cas let Dean believe up until the last moment that he was going to attempt to return before pushing Dean through the portal. Benny here already decided that the real world was too much and he doesn't fit in anymore. When Dean asked him for his help, he already made up his mind to stay in Purgatory. However he knows if he tells Dean that, Dean won’t send him there. Dean will do whatever it takes to keep Benny alive. So Benny doesn't tell him, he lets Dean believe he’s going to come back and even lets Sam believe that right up until the end.

The sad thing is, this isn’t an isolated theme. We saw this with Mary too. When we see someone who has come back to live with a few decades between they’re death and their life again. At first there is the wonder of the world and how it’s changed, but then there is always the feeling of not belonging, that they are forcing themselves in a place that they shouldn’t be. In the end I don’t think either wanted to be there anymore and were alright with how it ended.

And Sam, bless that boy. He hates Benny, that has been well established. However Sam isn’t the kind of scumbag who would just abandon someone who went through so much for him and he knows Benny is important to Dean, so he’s not going to just abandon Benny without an explanation. And Sam facing to go back to Hell, a place he was tortured (Like Dean who also volunteered to go back without hesitation) for over 100 years just to find and save Bobby takes a lot of strength.

In addition, we have Bobby returning. I absolutely adore Bobby, and I’m sad that after this we only see him three more times and one of those is a weird flashback kind of thing. Bobby wants to help Sam and Dean and he wants to be there for them, but knows the only way he can do that is by passing on. He tells Sam that if they ever need him to bring him back. He does sanp at Sam for leaving Dean in Purgatory and it’s kinda cute how he called Dean ‘my Dean’ because that boy is his son no matter what anyone else says. Sam too.

Overall I have a love hate relationship with this episode

#supernatural #taxi driver #spn 8x19 #dean winchester #sam winchester #benny lafitte #Kevin Tran #crowley #bobby singer #naomi

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headoftherack · 4 years

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Harlin leant against the blood soaked wall, taking in a deep, satisfying breath. The soul before him finally accepting its new fate as Demon. Possibly one of the fastest turns he had created for a long while.

Since the end of the war almost 20 years ago, Hell had run like a well oiled machine. Especially his rack! There was still rumours circling about Jacks appearance a few years back at the ceremony of powers. Once every few weeks a new sighting would come to his attention. A few times, demons have attempted to gain favor with Harlin, using false information. But he could spot the liars a mile off. One thing that had caught his attention latley was talk of a young girl visiting Hell who resembled their queen. So Harlin made sure to put his spies out... just incase.

A young male demon, was waiting outside the room when Harlin emerged, wiping his hands on a rag. He raised an eyebrow when he saw him “ Jax?” he said flatly, throwing a glance down the hall. “You have something for me?” he set a steady pace down the hall towards his office. “Yes sir! Most definatley” he said quietly, pushing the door to Harlins office shut when they entered. “Go on?” Harlin hung up his apron and sat behind the desk.

“It’s true!” JAx blurted out quickly. “What you said about the princess? It’s true, shes visiting Hell in secret” he said, eyes eager.

Harlins chin tilted slightly, his fingers threading together on his desk “I suggest you curb the teenage enthusiasm” he said flatly. Jax swallowed Harshly and averted his gaze. “Tell me everything” he ordered.

Jax nodded and drew in a heavy breath. “She’s been visiting at least every 3 or 4 days. The only place she is yet to visit is here Sir, The rack. Most demons have been avoiding her due to her obvious young age. But she is very... motivated” he said, clearly chooising the word carefully.

“How do you mean, motivated?” Harlin asked, leaning more on the desk.

“Well Sir... Shes been asking for a tour. For Someone to give her a tour of Hell” He chuckled and ran his fingers through his hair, ruffling the already messy curls.

Harlin hummed for a moment, fingers tapping on the desk “Give it to her”

“Pardon?”

“Give her the tour. Bring her here to me” he said.

Jax looked dumbfounded. Whatever he was expecting Harlin to say, that was definaltly not it. “You want me to give her a tour of Hell?” He asked

Harlin rolled his eyes at the younger demon “No JAx I want you to tell her you will give her the tour and bring her straight to me” he said. After a few moments of stunned silence, he spoke again “Now Jax” he snapped.

Jax nodded and rose to his feet “Of course Sir” he hurried away, almost stumbling over his own feet.

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A few hours later Harlin was sat in the office, sorting out the paperwork for that weeks new recruits when there was a knock on the door. “Yes” he called, peering up to see who it was.

Jax stepped inside with Rosalyn on his arm, kicking the door shut behind them.

Harlin smirked and flicked his wrist, locking the door “Rosalyn” he grinned, standing and stepping around the desk.

Jax let go of her arm and his stance changed fast. From flirty and friendly back to serious employee.

Rosalyn rolled her eyes and folded her arms “You’re an asshole” she snapped to Jax.

“Come now, dont be rude to the help. He’s only doing as he is told, which is something you seem to lack the incentive for” he raised an eyebrow, leaning back to perch on the edge of his desk.

Rosalyn huffed an annoyed breath, and her eyes narrowed at Harlin “Who are you? How do you know me?” she growled.

Harlin smirked at her “My name is Harlin” he offered her a small bow, eyes flashing black as he did. “And you are the daughter of my queen... so I suppose that makes you my princess” he grinned, voice dripping with charm.

Rosalyn relaxed a little and dropped her arms to her side. He was actually pretty hot. The bow was definatly working. “The guy that runs the rack?” she questioned, stepping towards him.

Harlin gave her a brief nod “The very same” he answered. “I must ask, Does my Queen know about your... visits?” he questioned. He slowly rolled his sleeves up, never taking his eyes off her.

Rose shrugged and skipped across to the large bookcase “You knew my mum back during the war?” She asked, running a finger down the spine of a book.

“I did yes. I’ve served Mina for over 800 years” he answered. Harlin shot a look to Jax that he knew all to well. Jax silently edged back and out of the office.

Rosalyn hummed softly, flicking her long brown curls over her shoulder “was she badass?”

“Very much so” Harlin grinnned. “You’ve yet to answer my question?” he folded his arms across his chest.

Rosalyn rolled her eyes “No she doesn’t know. You going to rat me out?” she challenged.

Harlin sighed, his chest rising and falling with the action “I’m afraid I have to yes. Hell is no place for a girl...Woman of your lineage” he said softly. “Not only are you the daughter of my Queen, but you are also an Ashton” he explained.

Rosalyn slumped into one of the office chairs and flung her head back “I’m doomed to live a boring life” she whined.

Harlin chuckled and shook his head “I’d be happy to provide security if Mina agrees to you visiting” he suggested. “But transparency is important to my Queen. I learned that a long time ago and intend to hounr it” He held out his hand for Rose.

“Ya’know if i was a few hundread years older” she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

Harlin licked his lip and nodded “Unfotunatley there is only space for 2 women in my life. Your mother and my Marie . Both of whom I struggle to keep happy. A Third remarkable woman to the mix would do havic with my sanity” he replied.

Rose stuck her tounge out at him and reluctantly accepted his hand home.

#rosalyn #mina #marie

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zmayadw · 3 years

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And the next one as promised :)

CALL OF THE RAVEN

PART 6

The day i got released form hospital finaly came. I was happy about it, taking a breath of fresh air will be a welcoming change after over three weeks in here. Some bruises wer still visable, and my head hurted from time to time, but other then that the doctor gave me a green light. And having too much free time makes your toughts wonder in wrong direction too much. Thinking about Jake was my daily routine, and i hoped once i get out other things will get me occupied. Jessy wanted me to stay with her, but i managed to persuade her that i'd be better of at the motel. She reluclantly agreed, but I argued that i would still be resting most of the time, and promised her we will see eachother every day, wich made her respect my decision a bit more. She called me that moring, telling Dan will come and drive me to the motel, because she was bussy planing a surprise for me. „Oh, Jessy, pleas dont go overboard, it is my first day out, i wont be up for much.“ I protested, but she quickly reasured me its nothing big. Knowing Jessy, i was sceptical about it, but she sounded so happy that i just agreed to whatever she had in plan. I was about done packing, when Doris came bringing me my dischrage papers. She gave them to me, embracing me in a tight hug „You be good now, hun. And remember what i told you before.“ She said, giving me one more of her winks. „Thank you, Doris.“ I replied, handig her a chocholate bombonier i asked Jessy to get me. „For everything.“ I hugged her once more. „No need to thank me, hun.“ „Ahh, Doris, im jelaous, i didnt get a hug from you when i was leaving the hospital.“ It was Dan, being dramatic again. I laughed, as Doris went for the door „Schmacks dont deserve hugs!“ she grinned at him, and left. „She likes me...she just wont admit it.“ Dan said, grining. „So,you ready to leave this shithole?“ „Definatly!“ i said, taking my discharge papers and putting them in my pack. Dan took it from me, and we left the room, taking the elevator down. Stepping outside was so refreshing, i stopped at the exit for a brief moment, wich made Dan turn „You allrigh there?“ „Im good, just appriciate being outside again.“ I smiled. We continued to the car. Dan opened the door for me, putted my stuff on the back seat, and we drove towards motel. I rolled the window down letting the cool morning air blow to my face and through my hair. The drive wouldnt last that long, and Dan informed me that Jessy booked the room for me already and took the rest of my stuff there, and my car also waiting for me at the motels parking. „Dan, whats Jessy planing for me today?“ i asked. „Oh, no,no, im keeping my mouth shut!“ he replied, but i groaned at him pleading „Please, Dan, at least give me a hint. I just got out of hospital, and to be honest, im not up for big fanfaras, but i dont want to dissapoint Jessy either. And lets be honest, its Jessy wer talking about here, nothing is small or meaningless with her.“ He laughed at that „Your right about that! Alright, ill tell you, but if she realize you knew something..“ „Dont worry, i can act being genuinely surprised with no problem.“ I asured him. „Well, its nothing much, rellay. We're taking you for dinner.“ he said. Ok, thats not so bad, i tought, i do have to eat. „And she invited the gang to Aurora this evening, to celebrate your release from hospital.“ Ugh, i hoped that wouldnt happen so soon, that i would at least have a day or so for me before seeing everyone. „Ah, crap, i guess it was bound to happen sooner or later.“ I said, adding „Later would be better, tho.“ „Dont worry, Maya, ill be there to rescue you, AGAIN.“ He grinned at me, and i grinned back „Good, because i just might need some rescuing, again.“

Dan left me at the motel, and i entered the small checkin office. The woman behind the counter was eldery, and she smiled at me „Good morning, miss, what can i do for you?“. „Morning'“ i replied, smiling back „I had a room booked for me by a friend, i guess you know her, Jessica Hawkins?“. She smiled more now „Ah, ofcourse, miss Cole i presume?“ i nooded in agreement. „Yes, Jessica brought all your belongings already. I would just ask for you to fill this, please.“ She handed me that check in paper you get at every motel. I filled it, and she gave me the key.“You're at room 11, its on your right once you leave the office. And i'm Ms. Walter, fell free to ask if you need anything.“ „Thanks, i will.“ I replied, taking the key.

The room looked cozy enough. It had a big bed, with a little nightstand next to it with a lamp on it. There was a midium size table in front of a big window, wich i immidiatly felt greatefull for, since some natural light is what i prefere for my drawing work, and a closet next to it. Across from the bed was a TV, and a little refrigeratore under it. The bathroom was small, wich is more then enough. I left my stuff on the bed, when i noticed a note on the nightstand. 'The car key is in the nightstand drawer. Get some rest, and see you later! Xoxo' It was from Jessy, and that made me smile. I took the key and went to the car to get the rest of my stuff. The day was nice and sunny, and i tought i souldnt spend the whole day in the motel. I went back to the room, unpacked, grabed some clean clothes and went for a shower. When i got dressed i sat at te table and turned my laptop on. I checked my mails, and some job offers. Its good when you're a freelancer, you can work from anywhere, and I actually felt some work might keep me occupied and not let my mind wonder to Jake. The tought of him leaving my hospital room two weeks ago still pained me, but i cant sit here and despair all the time, so i decided to grab my drawing stuff and head exploring. I hoped Jessy wouldt mind me going to town alone, she did promise me a grand tour of it once im out of the hospital. I took my phone and texted her „Hey hey, setteled at the motel. Going for a walk arround, but dont worry, im still looking forward for my tour arround Duskwood with you! xoxo“. She replied soon „Oh, nice, have fun! Just stay out of woods! xD See you for dinner J „. Great, now i could leave without feeling any guilt. I grabbed my backpack and left the motel.

I decidet to walk towards the marketplace, i had plenty of time since it wasnt even noon yet, and Jessy and Dan wont pick me up before 19. I passed a small bakery on my way there, and bought me some food and a bottle of water. The streets leading towards marketplace wer small and narrow, mostly with older buildings and pretty quiet. After some 30-40 minutes of slow walk, i emerged to the marketplace, and it was comepletly different. The crowd thickened, and the place hummed with life. In the center was a nice funtain, with benches in circle arround it. Few wer occupied with people: one had an eldery couple, just sitting there on the sun and talking, on the other wer two mothers, drinking coffee while kids wer running arround, giggling and enjoying a nice day. I sat on one of the free benches, and took my drawing pad out. The warmth of the sun felt nice, and i began drawing. I can get quite zoomed out of my surroundings when drawing, so when i finaly noticed someone was standing in front of me, i jumped, and my penciles flew all over the floor. I started to stan up from the bench, at the same time that someone started to bend down to help pick them up,our heads coliding. That sent me sitting back on the banch, as both of us groaned from the impact. „Auch.“ I flinched, looking at the person stnding there. It was Jake. „Sorry, i didnt mean to sneak up on you.“ he said, still rubbing his forehead. „No, no, its fine, i was really focused, i didnt see you there.“ I barely managed to say, my voice shakey, clumsely picking my penciles from the floor.He was the last person i expected to run into. I really wasnt ready for this, the knot in my stomach starting to form, as i finaly collected all the penciles and sat back on the bench. I knew we wer gonna run at each other eventualy, but not so soon. He sat next to me, and i could notice by his body language he was a bit nervouse, too. „You look better.“ he said after a moment of silence, giving me a small smile, wich made my heart skip from joy. „Thanks, i feel much better,too.“ I replied, smiling back. He was looking at me so tenderly, and the heat from the sun made me so hot, i had a feeling my cheeks wer red as a lobster. He run his hand through his hair, and all i could think is how much i wanna do that. His look became more serious now, his eyes becoming darker, but that tenderness was still present. „Maya..“ he started „That day at the hospital.. I didnt..I'm sorry..“ but i interupted him. „No need to appologise, Jake, really.“ And he really didnt have to. I continued, before he could say anything else. „Look, its like this: you had every right to act like you did, and even tho it wasnt easy for me to hear you say those stuff, you wer right, in a way.“ He looked me a bit confused. „You wer probably right, I didnt think quite hard about every possible thing that could go wrong, and God knows i had more luck then im willing to admit. But thats just who i am: i act, i go with the flow, i make mistakes. And i appologise when I realize I was wrong, wich I would do to you if you just stayed for a while more. And i mean appologise for not telling you, or anyone about my plan, not for what i did at the end, hence me saying that you wer right in a way.“ I looked at him, he was still calm, not a trace of that anger i saw at the hospital anywhere on his face. That made me relax a bit. „Maya, just let me...“ he started again, but i interputed him once more „Please, Jake, just let me finish, then you can say whatever you wnat.“ He nodded in agreement. „ I know saying 'sorry' at that time seemed so pointless, but you have to know that i really am sorry, Jake, a thousand times sorry. Yet, i still stand by what i said, i would do it all over again, no matter the qonsequences.“ I paused for a moment, before i continued „I really hope you can forgive me. I got so used at having you in my life, and for it to end here and now...“ He looked at me, but i couldnt bring myself to look back at him. I just stared at my hands, not realizing this whole time i was clasping them so tightly. „I hope you wont shut me out of your life comepletly.“ We sat there in silence for what seemed like eternity. I got my courage and looked at him. He was staring in the distance now. „I felt helpless.“ he said, looking back at me now. „It got me...scared.“ he confessed, and i ached to just hug him. I could see this was being hard for him, saying it. „I've had that happen once before in my life, and it didnt end well.“ His eyes became so sad. „I'm not sure im ready to go through it again.“ That knot at my stomach tightened as he said it, but i took a deep breath „I understand. I'v let you down, i know. But i hope with time, you will be able to trust me again..let me be your friend, at least.“ Friend...that word felt so wrong to me. I didnt want to be just his 'friend', i wanted to be more, so much more. But, i guess at the moment i would be happy with anything. He stared at me for a moment, and before he said it, a smile formed at the corner of his lips „One step at the time.“ „Thats all im asking.“ I said, smiling shyly. He sat there in silence for a brief moment before slowely getting up. „You're good, by the way.“ He said, and i looked at him puzzeled, wich made him smile. He had such a sincere and wonderfull smile. „Your drawing, its good.“ He continued, pointing at my drawing pad. „Oh, that, thanks!“ i replied. „I better be good, i doubt i'll get paid otherwise .“ i grinned. He shook his head at me smiling, walking slowely away from the bench „See you arround, Maya.“ „See you, Jake.“ Watching him walk away this time didnt leave me in pain and agony. I felt hope again. Maybe Doris and Jessy weren't talking nonsence, afterall, I tought, not realising i was grinning like crazy.

After Jake left, i just sat there, letting my heart stop beating insanely. I was really happy for how our unexpected meeting went, i tought there really was some hope for us again. Oh man, Jessy will go crazy when i tell her all about it, she will so rub me her ' i told you so's' in the face! That got me laughing out loud, a few passerbys looking at me like i was crazy. And they wer right, i was crazy! Crazy for Jake. Everything about him drow me crazy: his gorgeous eyes, that ruffeled hair, and that beautifull smile. He shoud definatly smile more, i tought, his whole face smiles when he does it. The churchbell chimmed five , and i cursed under my breath. I better head back to the motel, i need another shower for sure. I quickly grabbed my stuff from the bench, deciding to grab coffee before headiding back. My toughts wer still running wild about Jake as i was walking back towards motel, i colided with a man. I almost dropped my coffe, quickly appologizing. „Be carefull there, miss, you never know who you might bump into.“ He said, a bit grim, like he was makeing a threath. I looked at him a bit astonished „Uhm, i will mister, thanks for your advice. And, sorry again!“ I slowly turned and continued my way. Strange guy i tought, but didnt pay any more toughts about it continuing back to the motel.

#duskwood #duskwood mc #duskwood jake #duskwood fanfic

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fightevilandthengetblownup · 5 years

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Chats: Jo+Anna

(for lexy)

FIRST ONE: When Anna had her cast, and basically is the girls just talking about their sexlives/the guys’ turn ons according to them?!?!

<Jo> Yep yep!

<Jo> Anna and Gray talking and threats on genitalia FTW

<Anna> LOL

<Jo> *feels so bad for Gray and Anna right now*

<Anna> lol

<Anna> the make up sex will be amazing

<Jo> Lol most definitely

<Jo> Gray is trying to get Jo and Grey to fuck currently

<Anna> o.O

<Jo> Because he’s trying to live vicariously through Grey

<Jo> Cause Anna is injured

<Jo> And they are in the midst of needing make up sex

<Anna> *dying*

<Anna> *had not heard this*

<Jo> Lol it was happening last night

<Anna> LOL

<Anna> Gray went from not much sex to getting it with Anna and now he’s back to no sex

<Jo> LOL where as Grey has gone from all the sex to no sex for four months, to once a month-every other month with Jo though its coming up to the two month bracket again.

<Anna> LOL

<Jo> So Gray is trying to get his brother laid since he seemingly has realised he can just go have sex when he wants

<Anna> *crying*

<Jo> XD

<Jo> Its highly amusing

<Anna> I love it

<Jo> Sadly Grey is rejecting suggestions. Though there was a five minute discussion of Gray’s random shouts of “PITY BLOW JOBS” when Grey and Jo talk

<Anna> “you need to get laid..” “why” “because my gf is an idiot and i’m cut off”…“still not explaining why I need to get laid…”

<Jo> Lol accurate

<Anna> I support this

<Jo> lololol I’m pretty sure the only one who doesnt support it is Grey.

<Anna> “you know, you should have sex with Gray”

<Jo> “… What?!”

<Anna> “Grey, you and he should have sex.”

<Jo> “We..do have sex? Sometimes… Occasionally. ….Why are you saying that?” (God misspell almost killed Jo)

<Anna> (crying)

<Anna> *Anna shrugs* “Someone should be getting some around here.”

<Jo> “I cant really disagree with you there, but I’d have thought you’d be seeing just what can and cant be done with what happened to your leg rather than suggesting me and Grey fuck.”

<Anna> “Not sure Gray is talking to me enough right now for the suggestion of sex..”

<Jo> “Oh? Well thats not normal. I’d figure he’d jump at the chance for a lay even if he was mad at you. The hatesex is kind of great, and its a good form of apology really.”

<Jo> (Im going to have to nip off and hcange rooms in a few minutes but I’m keeping saving so we’ll continue when I get back when I do? Cause this is just too amusing.)

<Anna> *Anna snorts* “Not sure if you’ve noticed but Gray and Grey are a lot more a like than they want to admit. He treats me like glass right now. It’s why you and Grey should go for it, see if he’s taken a rougher turn.”

<Anna> (kk!)

<Jo> *Jo bites down on her lip to stop from laughing, nodding* “Okay yeah, theyre sort of alike in that respect. Though I’m pretty sure the rougher turn would be unlikely, he’s still walking on eggshells after a fight of ours among other things - not that I wouldnt welcome it or /anything/ really.”

<Anna> *Anna laughs some* “Take advantage of what turns him on. Like, just do something that pushes his buttons.”

<Anna> (brb fast)

<Jo> (kk!)

<Jo> “Unlike you, I cant really whip out the whips and dirty talk to get an auto-okay.” *Jo grins, shaking her head with a sigh* “I’m still amused youre encouraging this, but I guess I know some things that I could do - though I dont think it’d get the reaction youre thinking”

<Anna> *Anna blushes* “It’s not that easy with Gray but it definatly helps to push his buttons. I mean there isn’t one thing that Grey likes that he can’t resist if you do it?”

<Jo> “Oh really? I’d have thought with how… sex-obsessed he’s been talking lately I would have thought it might be.” *She smiles wider at Anna’s blush before turning reddish herself, smirking wider as she talks* “Theres.. his neck. I guess. I mean, if it can get him in the mood in the middle of a zombie flick, it must be pretty good, right?”

<Anna> “So then just put in his favorite movie and the go for the throat.” *Anna grins at Jo’s own blush with a raised brow.* “And it’s good to know Gray is missing sex.”

<Jo> “I’d think a movie he /doesnt/ like would work better. The potential for being turned down in favor of a lightsabre battle is not something I want to comprehend. Gray keeps suggesting I give his brother pity blowjobs. If he’s trying to get someone else laid, I’d guess he’s blueballing pretty bad.” *Jo rubs at the back of her neck, giving an awkward laugh originally, getting slightly redder*

<Anna> “Oh I’m so glad Gray is easier. I mean, just a lil dirty talk and telling him how I want to be f…erm..what I want to try and he’s pretty much ready to go.” *Anna looks away trying to not smirk at the thought of Gray telling Jo to give Grey pity blowjobs* “And I would have to hurt him if I was ever passed over for a movie.”

<Jo> “Like I say, it’s pretty much the neck, no talking required. Though I guess I could understand turning up sex for the trash compactor scene.” *Jo laughs, obviously joking before giving Anna a curious look* “So I guess you tend to suggest a fair few ideas? Anything unexpectedly good?”

<Anna> “Well, turn the movie on, let him find it, sit down watching and then attack the neck from behind.” *Anna runs her hand through her hair and she just gives a small shrug.* “Well, there’s been some good ones. I kind of spent the day reading smut stories to learn how to talk dirty because that isn’t something we are taught you know as an angel.”

<Jo> “Generally we just end up curled up on the couch with a movie, its not to hard to just turn my head if I want to actually.” *Anna explaining her reading up makes Jo snicker* “Dirty talk is not that hard, though I guess maybe for you.. Those things are good for ideas though.”

<Anna> *Anna just gives Jo a dirty look but then grins* “Oh shut up I wasn’t born or raised in a barn..or bar in your case and even as a human it was a church. I think that’s why he likes it so much.”

<Jo> “Naughty catholic girl. …You haven’t tried out schoolgirl outfits on him yet have you, because I think that might break him.” *Jo continues snickering, pinning Anna with a curious look*

<Anna> *Anna blinks having never thought of that and then grins blushing* “Not yet but I just might now, any chance you could get one for me? And one for yourself, we could see what they do if we both show up in them.”

<Jo> *Jo flushes brightly, shaking her head at Anna rapidly* “No! No no, I.. this has been a discussion before in jest, and just no. Mainly because while I’m sure Gray would be distracted by the appeal of it, Grey can do a disturbingly good looking teacher act. But I could find one for you, easy.”

<Anna> “Oh come on. You with your hair up in pigtails could easily be bend over Grey’s lap.” *Anna is starting to laugh as she can’t get the mental image out of her mind now. “I’m sure you could think of a hundred things you’ve done to be a bad girl.”

<Jo> *If it were possible she was sure she was blushing more, tryng not to laugh at Anna’s comments as the image pops into her head* “You’re saying that like you wouldnt just be eaten up even quicker by Gray if you showed up in braids and some red tartan skirt, white shirt and a tie he could wrap your wrists in. That, and he wouldn’t play along, just go right for your panties.”

<Anna> “Who would be wearing panties?” *Anna chokes on her laughter as she wipes her face, eyes starting to water as she laughs.* “Oh hell..How did we get to talking about this again? I mean you and Grey are the ones needing to get laid. What about naughty secretery? White button up shirt, black pencil skirt, heels, no bra and your hair up in a bun?”

<Jo> “Easy, you and Gray have a lot more sex, even when you’re fighting!” *Jo rubs at her cheeks, feeling like they were almost on fire as she looks back at Anna with a grin and a shake of her head* “I think I’d have better luck walking about in a Superman tshirt and nothing else, honestly. Though I should probably invest in some /actual/ lingerie some day.”

<Anna> “So then awkard nerd? There’s a halloween shop in town I’m sure you can find the Princess Leia slave bikini.” *Anna is trying hard to say this is a straight face and she’s failing miserably as she holds her stomach nearly doubling over in laughter at this point.*

<Jo> *Jo lets out a squeak of laughter before shoving her hand across her mouth, shaking her head as Anna cracks up* “Oh god! You didn’t get that from turning down for a jedi fight?! Still, lord, I don’t think there is any place but a convention that anyone could pull that off.”

<Anna> “Or maybe you could be his communications officer and he could be your captain.” *Anna lays back in the bed, she can’t breath now as Jo squeeks and talks about being turned down for a jedi fight.* “It’s a convention for two in your bedroom..”

<Jo> *If she wasnt already laughing, Jo was certain she would be at that, clutching onto the end of the bed to keep herself upright* “This is where you start making Billie Piper jokes and suggest painting the bedroom doorway blue as well.”

<Anna> *Anna puts her hand over her mouth, she’s trying to not scream the mental image of Grey and Jo playing Doctor hits her.* “I dare you get to a vibrator and tell Grey he forgot his sonic screwdriver.*

<Jo> *Its what cracks her, dropping to her knees and clutching her ribs as she laughs, before clawing her way to stand after a thought comes to her* "I guess I know what his Tardis is then - cause it’s bigger on the inside of his pants.”

<Anna> *Anna can feel the tears running down her face as she laughs. She wants to ask if that’s the control stick and did he have to press as many button on her as he did the Tardis to get a rise but she can’t make the words form around the laughter.*

<Jo> *It takes a few minutes before Jo has control enough of herself to be able to breathe properly, wiping at her eyes* “Okay, so… I should work on my english accent and find you a schoolgirl outfit.” *she swallows down a laugh as she speak, still rubbing at her eyes and gasping for breath occasionally*

<Anna> “Yes.” *Anna is slowly starting to get her breath and she’s sure her face is as red as Jo’s face right now.*

<Jo> *Stiffling herself from laughing again, Jo cocks a hip to the side and gives Anna and her casted leg a look* “Maybe a cheerleader outfit would work better, claim you got a sports injury.”

<Anna> *Anna looks down at the hard cast they put on her yesterday and she shakes her head.* “I was thinking more of telling him I had been a bad girl and needed to go to the principles office.” *Once again she’s in a fit of giggles.*

<Jo> “Watch out, he might think about bringing in corporal punishment on your unpantied ass.” *Jo gives a snicker, covering her mouth with a hand*

<Anna> *Anna tries to say something but the nurse comes in giving both girls a look, having heard the last part of Jo’s conversation, saying Anna can do whatever she wants as long as she doesn’t put any weight on that leg and Anna pulls the pillow over her head dying*

<Jo> *Jo waits until the woman is out of the room before saying offhandedly* “Pretty sure being on someone’s lap counts as not putting weight down”

<Anna> *Anna snorts laughing* “On…Across..same difference right?”

<Jo> “Across is a lot more comfortable in that situation” *Smirking slightly, Jo waggles an eyebrow at Anna*

<Anna> “Don’t you have to go pick out a zombie movie and molest a neck?” *Anna grins shooing Jo off, getting her composure back as she smiles, glad for Jo being here*

<Jo> *Jo laughs, pulling a slightly smug face and shrugging a shoulder* “I’ll let you know how it goes then. Try not to spoil the treat until I can get you the props, Anna, or else you really will have been a naughty, naughty girl.”

<Anna> “Oh go get laid!” *Anna laughs as Jo leaves, missing Gray and hoping he won’t treat her like she will break when she gets out.“

SECOND ONE: Jo and Grey had hooked up and then Jo annoyed Anna to death

<Anna> Anna is now …grumbling…

<Jo> Oh..?

<Anna> “well I’m glad someone finally got some” /sarcasm

<Jo> “You were all for it, don’t go bitchin’ cause I get laid and you don’t. I fully support your right to fuck too though” headdeskingatJoandherhappymood

<Anna> *Anna looks at Jo’s perky attitude this morning and shakes her head.* “I almost think I prefer Ruby and that scalpel.”

<Jo> “You say that, but you really don’t mean that.” *Jo smiles back at Anna widely* “That’s going to suck for a long while, while this is just going to be painful til you get some too. Which might be a while.”

<Anna> “Oh shut up..I’ve already tried and been shut down.” *Anna rolls her eyes at the fact this is the best mood that Jo’s been in for ages.*

<Jo> “/That/ sucks. Seriously, I know exactly how bad that sucks.” *Attempting to look sincerely sorry for the other was hard as she keeps trying to smile from the lack of tension and stress running through her* “I’m surprised though really.”

<Anna> *Anna watches Jo’s attempt and fail at a serious expression and she rolls her eyes with shake of her head.* “Tell Grey he’s bad for your poker face.”

<Jo> “Oh come off, I’m not really trying.” *Jo snorts, covering her mouth with a hand before quirking an eyebrow upward* “I’m sure you would have as hard a time as I am in my position.”

<Anna> “Uh huh, right now you couldn’t bluff your way out of a game with a blind man.” *Anna chuckles watching Jo, amusing now at the snort.*

<Jo> *Jo shakes her head in embarrassment before laughing* “Yeah okay, shut up, it’d been a while okay?”

<Anna> “And just what position was you in that put you in that good a mood?” *Anna sits back crossing her arms over her chest watching Jo*

<Jo> “Lets say, I was a little shocked I could get out of bed on my own two feet. We bested our record of.. well, you know.” *Biting down on her lip and waggling an eyebrow, Jo smiles back at the other*

<Anna> *Anna can’t help but hate Jo right now a bit as she laughs.* “Well I’m glad someone got something around here. If I didn’t think it would just piss him off I would circle the bed in iron till Gray gets it through his head he isn’t going too break me.”

<Jo> “I’d offer to help beating that over his head, but I’m pretty sure my own mood and the fact he generally wants to kill me might make that a little hard” *Jo laughs along, reaching to rub at the back of her neck with one hand*

<Anna> “Yes because if he takes his sexual frustrations out on your ass..I am never getting laid again.” *Anna sits there still sulking some but enjoying Jo’s good mood.*

<Jo> “If anything, I think talking to me might make him more frustrated from the kind of no-kill warning .” *Shrugging a shoulder, Jo moves around to the other side of the bed, hopping into the furthest corner down near Anna’s feet* “I could always go hurry up that schoolgirl outfit for you. Claim that he should punish you for running off?”

<Anna> *Anna can’t help but turn red but it might get Gray motivated.* “Yes you should, because if that doesn’t get him then I’m doomed."And then I can blame it all one you when he gets over it.” *Anna sits up shaking her head at Jo.* “Because you’re such a bad influence on me. Coming over and telling me of your sexual conquest.”

<Jo> “You’re going to blame me for your sex life to his face? That might be a few extra spanks.” *Jo lets out a loud laugh, shaking her head and brushing her hair back over her shoulder* “I dont think I needed to even say anything. Like you say, he ruined my pokerface and if that didn’t work I’m sure I have a hickey or two or something like it somewhere. Maybe. I don’t know, Grey doesn’t like marking”

<Anna> “I don’t think what Gray does would be considered hickies.* "Anna chuckles, knowing how much her boy likes to bite. "So is Grey a biter too? Or is that just Gray?”

<Jo> “No, what your guy does is /definitely/ not considered hickies.” *Shifting in her spot, she rubs a hand against her neck, grinning back at Anna* “And no, not in the same way at all but theres definitely teeth action in some spots.”

<Anna> *Anna laughs* “Good think Ellen is a few states over then, you don’t have to worry about covering them up around your mom.”

<Jo> “They’re not exactly anywhere that would be visible unless I was walking around without pants.” *Jo’s grin widens out into a smirk, almost laughing again*

<Anna> “And with you that is a total possibility.” *Anna laughs* “

<Jo> "Possible, but unlikely. ‘least without my being able to cover them with a shirt until I could get the pants back on.”

<Anna> “You know I did notice you walking a lil funny when you came in. Gimped through sex, that’s an achievement Joanna Beth.” *Anna teases her smirking*

<Jo> *Jo flushes brightly, crossing her legs under herself with an attempt at a pissy look* “Like I say, we beat our record. Grey has a thing about one upping himself, which I really am never going to discourage if thats what happens.”

<Anna> *Anna laughs and she sits up more smirking at Jo with an evil amusement.* “I can’t wait till he tries to beat a 24 hour record then because then I’ll know not to panic when you come in a week later walking bowlegged”

<Jo> “He says we can’t just stay in bed because of chaffing, so I’m hoping that’d stop the bowleggedness. Maybe.” *Jo ducks her head down, rubbing a hand against her inner thigh where she can already feel a slightly sore bruise coming through* “Either that, or I’ll just say in bed until the walk is back to normal.”

<Anna> “There maybe nothing normal ever again about your walk if Grey continues a life of beating his own records.” *Anna’s enjoying this far more than she wants to admit, watching Jo look uncomfortable.* “I’m glad Gray doesn’t have that quirk.”

<Jo> “Ah, but not all of what we do will effect my walking, Anna. I’m not the only one who’ll get on my knees.” *Jo flushes brightly, smiling wickedly as she says it knowing Anna’ll probably make a comment but not really caring* “I’ll take getting pleased more and more over what kinks Gray /does/ have.”

<Anna> *Anna raises a brow at Jo and shrugs* “It may not all be just /his/ kinks. And while he might not get on his knees..he’s very good with other parts of his body.” *Running a hand through her hair she looks at the time* “So how soon can you ahve that outfit here?”

<Jo> “Preaching to the choir, Anna.” *Jo shakes her head, looking at Anna curiously before laughing* “I could get it today if I had the right incentive to do so, like you say, there is a costume shop further in city.”

<Anna> *Anna can’t believe she’s saying this but needs to snap Gray out of this mentality that she’s glass right now.* “And just what is the right incentive?”

<Jo> “You tell him I need to speak with him /without/ him laying a hand on me, and I’ll go pick you up one. I have something I need to discuss with him.” *Jo shrugs a shoulder, smiling slightly at Anna actually asking and feeling sort of bad for her through the happy haze*

<Anna> “I’ll tell him but what are you wanting to talk to him about?” *Anna looks curously at Jo, wondering what the other woman could want to say to Gray.“

<Jo> *Shaking her head, Jo pulls a slight face before running a hand through her hair* "Nothing too important, just a follow up to a conversation we had a while ago.”

<Anna> “Uh huh. Just don’t kill each other.” *Anna runs her hand through her hair, she trusts them both but she doesn’t want the fragile peace to end.*

<Jo> “Well, I’ll go get that for you, I’ll get Sophie to bring it up so you can get ready in peace without him potentially popping in on me around, yeah?” *Jo hops up of the bed, wincing slightly to herself before grinning brightly* “You just remember to ask that somewhere in there, okay?”

<Anna> “Anna laughs watching Jo move awkwardly without her usual grace* "Uh huh, and you might want to go soak in a hot tub or you won’t make a second round anytime in the next few weeks.”

<Jo> “I’ll keep that in mind.” *Jo rubs the back of her neck in embarrassment before ducking out the door heading out to keep her end of the bargain with a laugh*

#yay chatlogs

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daughterofsinsloth · 6 years

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Hello. I saw your post about giving recommendations of skk fics and I seriously love them! Thank you ❤️ Is it okay to ask you if you know any skk fics that are complete multi-chapter? I had been trying to search them but I most see one shots and abandoned multi-chapters.

Hello hello anon-chan!!! thank you so very much about your comment!! It means a lot! :) Mmm… I jnow what you mean! I have a lot of favorite fics that are uncompleted! But let’s have some fate that they will be upload! 💪💪

Here some soukoku multi-chapter fics!

i won’t lie (i knew you belonged here) by mountainlaurels:

(AU/9 chpts) this one is my very first fic and the one that actually got me inyo skk. the writer has done a great great job bringing you to their wolrd. here we are on modern setting but abilities are still on. Chuuya works at a flower shop and Dazai at the cafe across the street. their interctions are slow and natural. you cant help but ship them. the other bsd characters are all in and they are treated respectifully and well done as if they are the mains. i really like the story and how it grows to the finale.its well writen and the feelings are overwhelming! this has a spanish translation from the writer.

Intoxicated by setosdarkness:

(AU/21 chpts) a really really great fic! nothing less from setosdarkness! definatly read her other works that are currently on-going. they are awesome and cinematic-like. really welldone and well-written. the plot is a bit tricky but it keeps you on edge. you get into the characters and when you will finish it, you will be suprized. its a mafia!AU and everyone plays. its a well build game. you are gonna love it. there is also smut in it, but its part of the game too. the hole thing is a game that you cant helped it but fell willingly into it and you will be satisfied with it.

Find Something Worth Dying For (And Learn How to Live) by kibasix:

(17 chpts) read the name of the writer.. no thats it. thats my analysis. KIBASIX! we are talking about one of the best writers, in my opinion. I cant even explain how perfect this fic is! this fic here?! I cried my eyes out! i was waiting the next chapter like kids wait Santa. simply immersive. it was an absolutely agonized journey. it was like a dance between the feels and the rightness of their world. its chapter was more majestic than the last and the next was more painful than the last. the writer’s words get imprinted in your heart and mind and you cant help but want to read more, feel more, see more. it has a cinematic feel. it starts from the very beginning and we see skk relationship how it evolved and how it suttered like you are seeing it live. a sad poem in a form of a fic. the characters are practically singing their emotions out, only to be ignored by their life. and yet the fate laughs at them as she entangle them together. I can talk for hours how they write each of the character like a living being, forgeting none, and how they give each one a right place and the spotlight they deserve! an amazing work that leaves you full and empty in the same time. this one has a smak 4 chpts sequel “

Sparks Like A Match (Burns Like A Wildfire)

“ and another sequel that is yet to come (I believe in you kibasix-sama!). also check their other works, both multi and one-shot!

Noir by Adargo:

(20 chpts) another gem. another feel train. noir is the color of skk and this fic is the sorry song of their lives. a corrupted fic that leaves you craving for more. here we read with the shadow of Corruption on our back and the characters live under it. its one of the character lives under their own corruption and try to get out only to have an odd feeling at the end. it could be more chpts or only this this and the feeling will be the same. we never leave corruption, just learn to live with it in this noir world. although I would love to see more, when you finish it you can only mutter a “wow” and then never live properly again. rips your heart out and fixs it momentaly to rip it again later. you live and breath with the characters and in the end you breath a new air, a better one for me. this epitomy of angst heals you so amazingly. as the characters go a step foward you take one too and from then one your heart has a different weight. a truly and without doubt exceptional work.

A Hearts Desire by Kaokita:

(AU/6 chpts) a beautiful fic. prostitute!Chuuya opens to us a world that we see journalist!Dazai to bark in and challenge Chuuya in a “bet of felling in love". a proud chuuya is always present but here it compinate with a kinda impulsive chuuya, exposed to Dazai's hungry feeling for actual feels. here we are talking about the dark world of the underground were a no less dark but bright light (dazai) comes to shake the everyday life of our protagonist. its well written and well build. doesnt leave you with a complain and brings you to another world. really enjoyable to read. spoiler oda and chuuya having seeeeeex

Forgettable Significance by Witheryvine:

(32 chpts) after the anime, the feels start. if you thought that dancing with angst was easy, then you havent read this own. betreyal and love complicate each other and come to you to cry with them. a really interesting work and stunning. it is overwhelming but you want it to be. there are things that are needed to be said, words that have to come to the light and the writer not only do that perfectically but also gives you more to heal yourself and breath. it takes a lot to take back someone who meant the world for you and throw you away, yet! the writer has done such a nice jod giving as the feelings, thoughts and fears that you cant help but be one with it. the style of writing helps the fic to encrave into you and honestly i havent see many write it so good.

You Won’t Lose Me (So Don’t Leave Me Behind) by hybridempress:

(14 chpts) now it will be a terrible mistake to leave this out!from bottom to the top its a must read. an emotional roller coster with the best of fluff. emotions well hidden are suddenly out. too fast changes leave you breathless and the characters have to take fast decisions, act fast and start to live from the zero. a phychological rebirth thats requares a lot of courage to abandon everything so you can chase after an old wild dream in a form of a man, new to you but as old as time to your heart. along with sequel of it “

You Have a Heartbeat (You’re Real, You’re Here, You’re Human)

” by mostladylikeladythateverladied they create a perfectly must read at all cost fic that gives you the most satisfying feeling of “ah thats how it should be done”. skk are a complicate pair but the writers give them to you bare to see and feel with them to all your might. p.s. that amazing scenes with sskk at the sequel cured my heart!

Sorrow Already Spoiled by Soukokuhell:

(AU/16 chpts) an awesome fic is here once again. this AU is really well written and well build around two people way too hurt, who find love and healing together. trying to move foward but with the past to hunt them down. love and fear are walking together here. the angst is getting healed by the characters emotions and the lovemaking is great! with each chapter the characters are getting healed and at the finale you get to breath again. the fluff is in the love and devotion they have for one another.

All Aboard by Asmicarus:

(8 chpts)an action fic with a lot of feels. chuuya is suffering again and dazai is an asshole but you can see that there is much more behind them. Dazai’s manipulating nature comes out to play and although it fools everyone, Chuuya manage to sutter it to the ground with a few words. the remark is 10000000% what we all need and what Dazai needs to hear. he pretends to be human but chuuya leave him naked to the bone. from here the story takes another turn to dazai realizing what is happening and what he needs and chuuya finaly decides to take what he deserve.

Silver and Shining by ShesAParadox:

(25 chpts) okay thats a fic that i havent read in a long time, but i remember it still in this day how good impression it left me. the protagonist is fate and the puppets are skk, but not like any other fic. here there are a little things they can do.as their lives unfold and hardships are presented to them continuously, it becomes apparent that they are both the best and worst thing to have appeared in each other’s lives. the well written text gives you piece by piece their thoughts and mind, fears and love from the first meeting are amazingly describe and it leaves you complete. it happends what it should happen.

Underwater by meupclose:

(11 chpts) one hell of a fic. here is hopeless chaise with mori as the hunter and dazai as the prey. chuuya is the ‘innocent’ love one of dazai who has been called to play the savior. oda feels rip you apart, every character battles with inner and out demons and dazai is having a crisis. yet! the writer never fails to right a complicated masterpiece where life and death are playing chess. the fluff and smut take the fic to another level as a celebration of life and mori is practically playing death himself. a foolish man who wants to be a god and dazai is the child here who is desperate to live. chuuya steals the spotlight and lead to the end. its an excellent work of a mad song with the most logical story in a world that rules are made to be broken.

from my prievious fic rec please read “own no doubt”, “shared gravity” and insomnia_productions.

Why most of them are angst-like I dont know and Im sorry dear anon-chan. Im terribly sorry! kinda.. nonetheless they are all amazing and you should read them!!!

thank you very much for your ask! I hope that my reccomendations were good and you enjoy reading them! Tell me what you think~~ have a wonderful day anon-chan!!!!bye bye :)

#fic rec #highly recommended #bungou stray dogs #soukoku

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emziley · 6 years

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All of the even numbers!

P.s I hope this spaced out like I want it too because if not its going to be one hell of a read and I am sorry...2, Nicknames that didnt come from my actual name: Alma (because the woman in sister act who can’t hear 😂) er thers probably others I can’t think of right now…4, Longest my hair has ever been:Down to my butt. Never again.6,What is one (1) Item on bucket list: To meet all my long-distance frienfs in person8, Oldest pice of clothing I still wear:Umm I probably have socks from when I was a kid I still wear XD idk10, How grammatically correct are you when you text?:I typically text how I would actually talk out loud so not very…12, what foreign country would you like to visit and why? :Probably Ireland is first on my list because of how beautiful it is and how much of my family came from there 14, how old where you when you had your first kiss? 17 or 18 I think? I was a senior in highschool 16, have you ever hosted a wild party? Wild? No. 18, How many of your facebook friends to you actually hang out with?Like… 7 max not including family? 20, on a scale of 1-10 how much do you enjoy decorating for hollidays Uhh probably like an 8? I enjoy how they look but the effort of putting them up and taking them down I could do without lol 22, what is your go to starbucks drink?I have never had starbucks :/24, Dogs or Cats?Why choose?26, have you ever cooked a big family meal by yourself?Not really? I mean, If I make pasta it could feed a large family…. 28, Have you ever butt dialed anyone?Probably.30, How early do you start celebrating christmas?Right after thanks giving XD32, Are you fluent in more than one language? I wish I was tbh….maybe some day…34, Have you ever been on a successful diet?I feel like “successful” and “diet” arent words that can really be used together in a positive way.36, how good are you at communicating through facial expressions?Better than with words…38, Have you ever left a movie theater before the movie was over? Not that I can remember…40, Does your home have a fire place?We have a fernace and then a fake electric one in the living room42, If you could have one (1) super power what would it be and why?The power to manipulate probablility because you can have anything you want? Like whats the probably of me getting pizza tonight? Probablg like 40% but I could turn that 40% into 100% and definatly get pizza tonight.44, do you listen to religious music? Not typically, no.46, what is your ACT score?🙃48, On a scale of 1-10 how good of a driver would you consider yourself? Idk like a 5? I dont have my licents because im scared to drive but the times I did go out and drive I wasnt bad.50, How easily do you cry?VERY. You could look at me wrong and there will be tears. Or a puppy could do something cute and water works are on the way lol52, when you hang out with your closest friend what do you usually do? My closest friend is my partner so we’re usually cuddling or playing games or watching something on YouTube or Netflix54, Can you play any musical instraments? If so which ones?Yes! I can play the guitar, steel drums, and piano (albeit not well) , I can sing and honestly, would like to learn more instraments soon!56, What was the last CD you bought?Either X or ÷ by Ed Sheeran for my sister for christmas I think58, What day is your laundry day?Right now, Monday-Saturday, I dont typically have a specific day just as long as its not sunday, thats dads laundry day!60, How long have you known your best friend?4 or 5 years now?62, do you have any stickers on your laptop?Currently I don’t have my own laptop, but I use my moms and she has a message from my aunt tapped on it kind of like a sticker? It says “Teddy grams 3 points” from when they where doing weight watchers XD64, what is your favorite flavor ice cream?Mint chocolate chip!66, Star Treck or Star WarsI haven’t seen either tbh but I want to! 68, Have you ever acted in a play or musical?Yes! Anything goes, A mid-summer nights dream, 9 to 5, Mrs. McThing, and Tarzan! I still have A mid-summer nights dream on DVD lol I wish I could again…70, What is the shortest your hair has been?I think chin length? 72, Do you like to go fishing?My dad told me a horror story once about when he went fishing with his brother… I’ll spare you the details but I’m afraid to go…but I have before and I dont have the patients tbh I do love fish though!74, what was your favorite holoween costume and how old where you?I was the I think red M&M? Idk how old I was but probably between 4 and 876, How many pillows do you sleep with?Between 1 and 4. Depends if Im sharing.78, How many friends of the oposite gender do you have?I….Really dont know? I think half of them don’t even know their own gender tbh80, How long have you been at your current jobI currently dont have a job :/82, How flexible are you?Psyically not very, but im working on that!84, what is a phrase you say the most?“Why are you like this” is probably my favorite XD 86, Do you own any home made clothing?Some of my cosplays are home made, along with a prom dress! 88, Have you every given anyone CPR No, I know how to but I think in the situation I would panic and freeze and not even be able to…90, Discribe your sense of humor?Odd and all over the place. 92, What is your favorite cereal?Probably honey smacks! 94, Have you ever had a TV show theme song stuck in your head?I get a few stuck in my head from time to time, like Steven Universe or Gravity Falls and stuff 96, Do you believe in life on other planets?Yeah…. I mean bacteria and stuff is tecnically life? But there’s gotta be something outside our solar system too…98, what is your biggest fear?Dying alone or being abandoned….100, are you still friends with anyone from highschool?Yes.102, How patient are you?With other people? Very. With myself? Not really. With waiting for something to happen? Not at all. 104, Do you eat meat? Yeah, im picky about it though…106, Have you ever bought anything from the flea market? I don’t think so?108, Have you ever gotten a song stuck in your head that you dont like?Unfortunatly.110, Have you ever warn glasses?Yes! I did when I was young, went a few years without needing them and now wear them again.112, Are your birth parents still together?Yes.114, what is your favorite type of cookie?Peanut butter blossoms. The peanut butter ones with the Hershey kiss in the middle 😍116, How often do you smile when getting your picture taken? I usually smile I think? If im taking selfies I sometimes do a pouty face but…?118, what is your oldest memory?I have a very distinct memory of sitting in my crib with my legs hanging out the side. I don’t know why I remember THAT but I do120, How often do you snort when you laugh?I dont know? Not too often… but if you get me really laughing I will and it makes me laugh more. Right now I’ve just been laughing and coughing so~122, What is your favorite Disney song? Probably “How far I’ll go” from moana? Or like anything from mulan XD124, What is your Mayers-Briggs personality type? INFP-T 126, one (1) thing yoy wish people would stop posting on social media: Pictures and shit of animal abuse. I get the posts like “hey this is a shit thing to do” but do we really need photos or videos of it?…. and when reported to facebook you’re told it “doesn’t violate community guidelines” like bull fucking shit it doesnt. 128, do you prefer Credit Cards or cash?Cash, its easier for me to keep track of, and money gives me anxiety. 130, What is your astrological sign?I fall on a cusp birthday so I am technically both a Scorpio and Sagitarius. 132, Do you have any hidden talents?I don’t even have any visable talents…134, What gives yoy motivstion to do well in life?I dont know but whatever it is isn’t working.136, on a scale od 1-10 how much are you like your father?Looks: like 3, personality: 8ish 138, A moment when you where pleasently suprised?Probably when Tom actually said yes to dating me after 3 days of waiting. At that point I gave up hope at the words “I’ll have to think about it” so when they said yes it was just~ 😶140, what type of shoes do you wear the most?My penguin sneakers! Or my boots… either one lol142, Favorite song to sing in the shower?I have a whole playlist of songs just to sing… and my top 5 from that in no particular order is 1. Red flavor by red velvet 2. Evil by shinee, 3. Good bye by Taemin, 4, cotton candy by astro and 5, Nightmare by shinee. They’re all kpop so its kinda hard 😂144, Have you ever lived on a farm? I mean where my house is used to be a farm? We have barns and stuff. We also grow some fruits and vegetables and at one point had ducks? but I wouldn’t really say I lived on a farm… 146, what tv show or movie do you quote or make referances to the most? Probably steven universe? Idk148, Have you ever gotten stiches?No, and I probably wouldn’t be able yo handle if if I had to. 150, What is your favorite youtube channel?As embarrassing as it is to say to you~ it probably will always be artfulImpersonator 😶😶😶 152, on a scale of 1-10 how well do you work with others?Im going to say 5 because it REALLY depends who im working with. 154, Apple or PC?….uh they both have good qualities, I guess it depends what Im using it for, but I guess PC for casual use156, Have you ever seen a broadway play or musical? I seen Newsies and almost fell asleep…. not because it was a bad show or anything but because it was a school trip and I was just exhausted. 158, Have you ever uttered a spoke hashtag? #yes. Usually as jokes but uhhh sometimes I get carried away. 160, What is the longest you went without sleep? Probably 24 hours? Maybe less? 162, Disney or Nickelodeon? As I kid I was a Disney kid, but Now probably Nick?164, On a scale from 1-10 how much are you like your mom?Looks: 8 personality: maybe a 6?166, Ear bud or Ear muff style headphones?Ear muff style! Ear buds hurt my ears :(168, any peircings besides earlobe? Nah,170, Showers or baths?I like them both. For actually cleaning showers but for relaxing baths. Something about the warm water :)172, do you prefer bottled or tap water?Depends where I am? At my house Tap but most places bottled.174, Do you have any guilty pleasures you’d be comfortable talking about?Guilty pleasures? Pleanty. Comfortable talking about on a public forum such as tumblr? Not really XD…. I mean I guess liking one direction still is a guilty pleasure? Or some of the anime’s I watch? I’ll mention those ones176, Ever had a new years kiss exactly at midnight? No…. I found im usually grumpy on new years? I wonder why? 🤔178, Have you ever gave money to a homeless person? I dont think so :( I dont usually have that much on me… 180, What is your least favorite food? Anything slimey. Im a very texture based eater… 182, Do you like wearing hats? When im not wearing cat ears, yes!184, SAT score?🙃🙃186, anyone in your family currently serve in your countries military? I think my cousin, Yeah?…or he wants to or something im not sure…188, what celebrity would you like to play you in a movie about your life? Can I just play myself? 190, Have you ever dyed your hair? Yes, and it needs to be dyed again! Idk what color I want to do next though :/192, whats the first site you visit after opining a web browser? Depends what I went in the computer for but I guess generally Tumblr or Facebook 194, where you involved in any academic clubs in school? Unfortunatly, no. 196, are you comfortable watching R rated movies? Yeah, im fine with them.... unless im with my parents 😨198, what's the first thing you do when you wake up? Check my phone.200, tell us something most people don't know about youThat I have a collection of stuffed giraffes in my closet from when I was a kid. I no longer collect them but alot of them are still sitting in a bag in my closet because I've grown attached...

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