#gimme that monster boyfriend in the dark night

[angelanika]

Shoto vs Blanket

Shoto Todoroki x Reader Cuddles, fluff, jealousy and crack lmao

A/N: I wasn’t gonna post this because I thought it was pretty trashy (and I would probably be the only one to find it kinda funny) but ya know...someone else out there might enjoy it so HERE YA GO!

You turned under your sleeping boyfriend’s heavy arm uncomfortably and rubbed your cold feet together to try and get some warmth.

Roughly tugging the thin sheets up to your body, you rolled over and snuggled in but you were still colddddddd!!

“Agh! Fine i’ll get up,” you whispered-yelled to no one but the monsters under the bed.

You threw the covers off of yourself and slipped out of Tododroki’s arms.

Luckily, he was quite the heavy sleeper.

Sliding to the edge of the bed in the dark room, you prepared to make your way to the-

“Where are you going?”

You: I THOUGHT U SAID HE WAS A HEAVY SLEEPER?!

Me: IM SORRY! I LIED 😭

“Y/N? Where are you going?” Todoroki repeated in his deep, husky, i-just-woke-up voice. 

Sitting up in the bed against the headboard, rubbing his tired eyes, you admired his exposed chest and abs. You were able to make out the definitions of his built form with the help of the soft city lights that shone through the window.

“Oh Sho, I was just going to get a blanket," you answered quietly.

He stared at you. 

“...yeah, I was getting a bit cold so I’ll just double up. Sorry for waking you.”

He once again said nothing.

Shrugging off his silence, you switched on the flashlight on your phone and began to stand up from the bed. But before you could even get your red and white bunny slippers properly onto your feet, Shoto grabbed your arm.

Frightened, your head whipped around to him.

“Shoto?! What is it?”

“I- You’re going to get a blanket?” he asked, confused. 

But you were just as confused as to why he would suddenly grab you but then ask such a mild question. 

You gently tugged your arm out of his hands and gazed at him alarmed, “Yes...d-do you want one too?”

“No. It’s not that.”

Now it's your time to stare at him in silence. 

But he just stared at you.

“What the hell is up with this guy?!?” you thought. “He seems so out of it.”

But then it hit you….He must still be sleeping!!

Yes. Yes. You've heard all about those sleepwalkers and sleeptalkers. 

He clearly must still be sleeping!

You relaxed your surprised expression, replacing it with one of full-understanding 😌

“Ah I see,” you say, leaning back onto the bed and hovering over your boyfriend.

Straddling his lap, you placed your hands on his broad shoulders.

"Baby? You want to do that again? Right now?" He asked, voice dropping a little lower than usual.

But you didn't reply. 

Instead, you gently began to push Shoto’s shoulders down to lay him back in the bed but when he didn’t budge, you applied more pressure!

Now, aggressively shoving the man down into his own bed, Shoto looked up at you terrified. 

“Y/N?! W-What are you doing?!?”

“Shhh Shoto, it's all right 😌”

“Huh?!”

“Shhh you’re still sleeping my love. This is all just a dream.”

Shoto stared at you in horror as you began to sing a lullaby.

“Y/N. Please-” he cried.

You stopped. 

Letting out a breath of relief, he then leaned over and threw your slippers off your feet before pulling you into his chest.

You squirmed in his grasp as you tried to get up once again, “Just gimme one second Sho. I need to get the blanket.”

Shoto frowned, “Baby, let me hold you.”

You finally managed to break free and sat up once again.

“I’ll be right back!” you said and quickly kissed his cheek.

As you headed to grab a blanket from the closet, you saw a bright light appear out of nowhere from the corner of your eyes. 

Quickly turning around once again, you notice that Shoto just activated his fire quirk, inspecting it.

“Shoto?!” you whisper-yelled, “Be careful! The sheet’s aren’t fireproof!”

Shoto held the arm he had set ablaze up to you, “But aren’t I warm? Why do you need a blanket”

So this is what that was all about..

“I-, babe. Do you not want me to get a blanket?” you sneered.

Shoto looked away from you and you tried not to laugh.

"I just feel like I should be able to keep you warm, like usual, that's all,” he grumbles and you had to let out the laugh you were trying to keep in.

"I'm just a little colder tonight. ok?"

"But you were warm last night."

"Yes and tonight I am cold," you state plainly while playfully rolling your eyes. 

There was a small moment of silence between you two before Shoto suddenly spoke up again.

"Hm. Maybe its menopause."

Y/n: 🗿

Shoto: 😐

"I'm getting the blanket."

#todorki shouto #todoroki x you #todoroki x reader #todoroki fluff #bnha shoto todoroki #shoto torodoki #shoto x y/n #shoto x reader #shoto x black reader #todoroki x black!reader #shoto x black! reader #bnha fanfiction #bnha fic #mha fic #mha fanfiction #midoriya x y/n #midoriya fluff #deku fluff #bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #deku fanfic #shoto fanfiction #deku x reader #deku x y/n #bakugou x yn

[wolfloke]

Rp Ideas

(Barista Aus)

[Character A] is a barista at a coffee shop. [Character B] comes in every day and orders the same thing, at the same time, always. One day, [B] doesn't show up.

[Character A] is all ready to pay for their coffee, when they realize they've lost their wallet. [Character B], the customer in back of them, offers to pay for them.

[Character A] and [Character B] are baristas who work the morning shift. Something more than friendship blossoms between them (Can already be pre-established or can happen over time), however, things change when [A] is moved to the night shift, and [B] stays in the morning shift.

[Character A] is tired of customers' shit. When one especially rude consumer decides to mouth them off, [A] does the logical thing, and spits right in their mocha whipped caramel latte. It isn't until they're handing the coffees out that they realize the rude customer hadn't ordered the latte. [Character B] did.

[Character A] is the new barista at a local coffee shop. [Character B] doesn't quite like them. When the two get into a fight and the hot milk machine explodes, the manager threatens to fire the both of them unless they can work it out. How do they go about becoming friends?

[Character A] is a barista working the late shift alone. It's a slow night, and the store is entirely empty, so they decide to close up shop and lock the doors. However, as they're in the back of the shop counting stock, they hear glass shatter in the front, and they know it's not just a coffee crazed customer. [Character B] can be anyone; The burglar, an employee who forgot their things and decided to head back but witnessed the burglary, or a concerned passerby who spotted the break in happening.

(Zombie AUs)

[Character A] is holed up in a locked down, abandoned mall. Somehow, [Character B] gets in. How do the two react once they realize they're not alone?

[Character A] is stuck on a rooftop. [Character B], who's stuck on the rooftop across from them, has been trying to make contact with the other survivor, to no avail.

[Character A to Character B] "Gimme all your shit. The food, the water, the weapons. Everything. Now!"

[Character A] is all out of ammo. There's a horde on their tail, they're injured, and it's not likely they're going to make it out alive. And that's when they see [Character B] beckoning them to a hiding spot just a few steps away.

[Character A] and [Character B] are traveling together. Then, one of them gets bit. How does the other react?

[Character A] is dying. [Character B] is keeping them company. How do they interact with eachother?

(Highschool AU)

[Character A] is new to a prestigious boarding school. They're lost in the hallways. Then they happen to bump into [Character B].

[Character A] manages to piss off [Character B], aka, the scariest kid in school.

(Three People RP) [Character A] is happily dating [Character B]. However, [Character C] is secretly in love with [A/B], and desperately wants them to break up.

[Character A], a high school student, is dating [Character B], a college student.

[Character A] and [Character B] are by no means friends. Then they get grouped together for a project that forces them to spend time at each others' houses. Do they become friends, something more?

[Character A] is hiding a secret. [Character B] just happens to find out.

[Character A] is the new kid in school. If the rumors are any indication, they're a bit of a weirdo. [Character B] refuses to believe them, and decides to get to know [A] for themself.

[Character A to Character B] "Yikes, I saw that fall a mile away. Looks like you dropped a lot of stuff. Want some help?"

[Character A to Character B] "Are you...Are you drawing me?"

[Character A to Character B] "Lunch in the classroom again? Mind if join you?"

(Celebrity AUs)

[Character A to Character B] "Holy shit! I've seen you before! You're...!"

[Character A] is the top model at a fashion agency. That all changes when [Character B] is scouted, and practically rips the spotlight from [A]. How does [A] respond to this? How does [B] feel about it?

It's not everyday you bump into a celebrity...Except it is for [Character A], who suspiciously keeps bumping into the famous [Character B] everyday. Coincidence, or something more?

[Character A] is a movie star visiting their hometown. However, they realize that time in Hollywood has made them forget the town. So, they appoint [Character B] as their tour guide.

[Character A to Character B] "Don't you know who I am?"

[Character A] is a famous movie actor playing the lead in a romance film. [Character B] is the clumsy rookie that somehow got the second lead. How will the two get along, especially when [Character B] can't seem to remember their lines?

[Character A] is a photographer in a park struggling to find their muse. When [Character B] happens to stroll by, they realize they've just found it.

[Character A] scores backstage tickets to a rock concert, which just so happens to be their favorite band, like...Ever. [Character B] is the lead vocalist/guitarist/whatever of the band.

[Character A], a lovestruck rookie actor. [Character B], an experienced, well known actor who's been starred as the main lead in multiple romance movies. Somehow, [A] ends up being the second lead to [B]! How does [B] react to [A]'s inexperience? Will they get along? And how will they go about about the kiss scene that occurs later on in the movie?

[Character A] is walking home one night, when they see [Character B] attempting to jump from a bridge! Dashing into action, they talk them out of it, only to find that [B] is a famous celebrity, who, for some reason or another, feels indebted to [A] forever now.

(Supernatural AUs)

[Character A] is a werewolf struggling to control their transformations. [Character B], a lycan nerd, offers to help them, but only if they can document the process.

The city is plagued by a number of mysterious killings that leave their victims drained of any and all blood. While believed to be animal attacks at first, [Character A], a detective, thinks differently. And when [Character B] is caught on CCTV grabbing a helpless woman and tearing out her jugular, well, that just confirms [A]'s suspicions.

(Multiple people rp) Ever since the dark ages, witches have been forced into hiding, lest they be revealed and punished with a fiery death. For centuries, they've breeded amongst covens, creating generation after generation of children with extraordinary abilities. Each child only has one ability when they begin the harnessing of their internal power. But, of each generation, there is one child, and only one, that shows signs of having multiple abilities. Over time, these special children became known as The Supreme Witch, and had to complete grueling and painful challenges in order to prove their powers. Now in the modern age of technology, there is a special school for the last remaining witch millennials to come to terms with their abilities, learn to control them, and strengthen them. All witches are able to participate in the test to determine who is supreme, at their own risk. However, one question remains; Just who will survive the test and be crowned Supreme Witch?

[Character A]'s family moves into a new house. It doesn't take [A] very long to figure out they're being haunted by [B].

[Character A] thinks that their boyfriend/girlfriend, [Character B] is acting a little odd. They're always cold, pale, and they seem to be uncontrollably thirsty all the time.

[Character A] is a clumsy witch struggling to harness their internal energy. [Character B] is an older witch, who offers to teach them, on one condition.

[Character A], a sailor on the S.S Jolly Fellow, awakens from a nap below deck to find the boat anchored in the middle of the ocean and the crew gone. The only other person they can hear is [Character B], a mermaid/merman sitting on a nearby rock, singing a soft harmony.

[Character A] finds a fairy out in the woods and traps it in a jar. This fairy, [Character B], demands they be let go. And [A] agrees, but on one condition; [B] must grant them any wish they want.

[Character A] is bitten by a wild wolf one night in the woods. They hide it from their friends and family in fear of being scolded for being out when they weren't supposed to. But soon, weird things start happening. For instance, their hearing seems to be super good. Their eyesight is enhanced greatly. And they can smell every hamburger in a five mile radius. But along with the hamburgers, they can also smell certain people with "different" powers (Vampires, witches, other werewolves, etc). And their nose seems to be leading them right to [Character B].

[Character A], a fledgling vampire, attacks [Character B] and turns them. Now apart of their pack, [Character B] must now be mentored by the very person that turned them into a bloodthirsty monster, [A].

[Character A] is a professional hunter hot on the trail of [Character B], a monster.

[Character A], a mermaid held in captivity. [Character B], a worker assigned to their tank. How do the two come to trust each other? What happens then?

(Darker AUs)

[Character A] wakes up in a dark room with a chain around their ankle. They can't remember anything from last night, except maybe.. A blurry image of [Character B]'s face.

[Character A] knows not to talk to strangers, but there's something so endearing about [Character B] that they can't help but to chit chat. Little does [A] know, they'll be regretting it very soon.

[Character A] has had [Character B] chained up in their basement for a while now. At first, they'd just meant to kill [B] and be done with it. But for some reason, [A] can't bring themselves to do it. Why? What will they do in the end?

[Character A] wakes up covered in blood, next to a sleeping [Character B]. What happened? How did [A] end up there?

[Character A] is a twin to a royal family, their sibling being a princess/prince destined to marry into a richer kingdom. For years, [A] had dreaded their parting. It finally came in the form of [B], a sadistic tyrant who insists he marry the beauty that is [A]'s twin. Refusing to let their sibling fall into [B]'s hands, [A] dresses up as them, and takes their place instead, becoming [B]'s hand in marriage.

(War AUs)

[Character A] is a freshly drafted soldier. [Character B] is the bitter, apprehensive sergeant, tasked to whip [A] into shape.

[Character A] and [Character B] are soldiers on opposing fronts, who so happen to be severely injured, and who so happen to be hiding in the same house. Unfortunately,

Disclaimer. I don't own any part of the art nor do I own nor do I own the context of this of this post. I am reposting this so all who love to role play has access to it.

#rp #erp #role play #role play ideas #creative writing #writers block #writing ideas #short story #one shot plots #plots #rp plots

[brandstifter-sys]

For the writing prompts: dukexiety date night on a rainy day?

It was a dark and stormy night...

Of course it was! And what could be better than a cuddling on the couch watching cheesy old horror movies? Cuddling like a litter of puppies and watching Tales from the Crypt!

Virgil was spread across the couch with one leg up and his arms resting on the back. Remus had his legs kicked up, lying on Virgil's abdomen and watching the show upside-down. He had a bowl of jellybeans balancing on his chest and all was well.

"This is so cheesy!" Virgil said with a smirk, "Even Roman could come up with something scarier!" He grabbed a handful of candy and ate it, watching the episode end.

"You think Roman could make a better monster storyteller than the Crypt keeper?" Remus snorted.

"Maybe, maybe not. He'd need Patton to help with the puns."

"Oof, yeah, but you know how he gets, Count Snackula! If it was you and me, we'd make it so much better!"

"We could try it."

"We'd fail!" Remus giggled and swung his legs to rest on Virgil's shoulders, "Remember what happened last time?"

"How could I forget?" Virgil hummed and licked his lips, "We were trying to make that dungeon believable before adding a monster."

"Yup and then I showed you mine!"

"That orc was pretty terrifying, but way too hot," Virgil said and leaned over to grab the candy bowl.

"I can't help it if I like my scary monsters hot! Just like my boyfriend!"

"Is that why they're all jacked?"

"Jacked, hung, and incredibly sweet with the aftercare!" Remus said and sat up, resting on his forearms. Virgil snorted and averted his gaze.

"Shut up," he scoffed and popped another jellybean in his mouth. Remus snickered and leaned forward.

"Shut me up. And gimme the candy, I'm gonna start drooling!" he ordered impishly and shimmied. Virgil was flushed but that wasn't gonna stop him. He swallowed thickly and moved Remus' leg with a wicked grin and set the bowl on the floor.

"You want a jellybean,"—he popped a couple more in his mouth—"Then take it." He leaned down, just close enough for Remus to surge forward and drag him into a kiss. Virgil shifted to straddle him and let the duke steal his candy and breath.

"I win!" Remus taunted when they broke apart. Virgil snickered and kissed his forehead.

"You sure about that? You didn't get the duke to kiss you. He's pretty good at it, too."

"Him? He's a sexy widdle baby but not my type. You didn't get a chance to smooch a Scare Bear!" Remus teased and stuck his tongue out, squeezing his eyes shut.

Then everything was still. All Remus could hear was the TV and the storm raging outside. A low rumble of thunder got him to open his eyes and grin. Virgil was staring at him with a mix of pensiveness, admiration, and adoration.

"Oh, Scare Bear," he cooed and wiggled his eyebrows. Virgil blinked and pulled Remus into his chest so he could flop on his back. A little added weight pressing on his chest made him feel more comfortable. Plus, he could lay down.

"You are a beautiful sonofabitch, you know that?"

"You should see my boyfriend!" Remus laughed and squished his cheeks, "He's so beautiful makes me want to run into the storm and sing like a maniac until I'm struck by lightning!"

"How about you stay here instead? You know how bad you stink when you get electrocuted and how scared I get when you get hurt."

"Aw, but it's good to get the blood pumping!"

"Shh, I want to go into a coma with you, dingbat," Virgil scoffed and ran a hand through Remus' mane. It was unfair, especially with how quickly Remus melted into the touch.

"You keep petting me like that and I will fall asleep on you. You won't be able to get up for anything. That's a threat."

"Sounds like a promise to me, Pup." Virgil snickered as Remus shifted to get comfy. It was a promise he would keep. And one that would provide Patton with scrapbooking material!

#sanders sides #virgil sanders #remus sanders #dukexiety #sex mention tw #mild gore mention tw #sandyscribed

[ask-the-riders]

Playlist #7: War/Mal/406

Ye, I jammed all three glitches onto one playlist, hence why it ended up being so long ^^" I'm sorry in advance for how bulky this one is

Also, because there's some nsfw songs on this list, I went through and marked them, just in case music of that nature happens to not really be your preference or anything :P

We Know What Scares You - TryHardNinja

Never Coming Home - Not a Robot

Ignite - Alan Walker

Ainsi Bas La Vida - Indila

Love The Way You Lie - Alan Walker

All Falls Down - Alan Walker

If I Killed Someone For You - Alec Benjamin

All Eyes On Me - OR3O

Dancing With A Wolf - All Time Low

Another Way Out - Hollywood Undead

What About Love - Austin Mahone

Bad Boy - Cascada

Bad Romance - Lady Gaga

I Can Walk On Water - Basshunter

Beast - Mia Martina (NSFW)

Because The Night - Cascada

Believer - Imagine Dragons

Bernadette - IAMX

Redemption - Besomorph and Coopex

Nightmare - Besomorph and RIELL

Anxiety - The Tech Thieves and Besomorph

Black Christmas - Jubyphonic

I'd Rather Burn - Blackbriar

Success Is The Best Revenge - Blood On The Dance Floor

Boys Will Be Boys - Paulina Rubio

Break My Mind - DAGames

I Wanna Go - Britney Spears (NSFW)

Bullet - Hollywood Undead

Eat You Alive - Cadmium x Skrybe x RIELL

Dangerous - Cascada

I Like It Loud - Cash Cash

Centuries - Fall Out Boy

Jokes On You - Charlotte Lawrence

Beauty And The Beast/Tale As Old As Time - Chase Holfelder (minor key)

Circles - Jubyphonic

Circus Sound - Steven Joseph

Click Bait - S3RL

Control - Danwritessins

Control - Halsey

Crazy - From Ashes To New

Fears - CG5

Evil Team - CG5

Darkside - Alan Walker

Turn Me On - David Guetta ft Nicki Minaj

Davy Jones - Fialeja and Man On The Internet

Like It Or Not - CG5 and Dawko

Deadbeat Boyfriend - Lucky Princess

Demons - Imagine Dragons

In The Dark - Dev (NSFW)

Fuck Away The Pain - Divide The Day (NSFW)

Don't Forget (Deltarune) - CG5

Ex's And Oh's - Elle King

Emperor's New Clothes - Panic! At The Disco

Dirty Dancer - Enrique Iglesias ft Usher (NSFW)

Escape - S3RL

Every Time The Rain Comes Down - Anna Blue

Everybody Cries Sometimes - Damien Dawn

Crawling - CG5

I Can't Fix You - CG5

Let Me Through - CG5

Face Reality - Victor McKnight

Faded - Alan Walker

False Desire - Deskant

Born Without A Heart - Faouzia

Far From Home - Five Finger Death Punch

Find Da Wae - CG5

Forever Alone - Smash Into Pieces

Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! - Gamper and Dadoni

Girls - Marina and The Diamonds

Glowing In The Dark - The Girl and The Dreamcatcher

Good Time - Owl City

Bruises And Bitemarks - Good With Grenades (NSFW)

Poison - Groove Coverage

Get Out - DAGames

Hello Hello - CG5

Happy Halloween (Eng. Cover) - Jubyphonic

The Wind-Up Girl Watch - Hatsune Miku

Haunting My Dreams - Groundbreaking

Heroes Tonight - Janji

Holding Out For A Hero - Bonnie Tyler

How Does It Feel? - Anna Blue

How Far I'll Go - Chase Holfelder

WTF - Hugel ft Amber Van Day

I Got No Time - CG5

I Love The Sound Of Silence - Disturbed x Eminem

I Scare Myself - Beth Crowley

I Will Survive - Gloria Gaynor

I'd Rather Drown - Set It Off

I'll Kill You That Way - Slashstreet Boys

Whatever It Takes - Imagine Dragons

In My Head - Mayday Parade

Strongest - Ina Wroldsen

It's Gonna Be Mei - JT Machinima

Join The Party - JT Machinima

Jaded AF - S3RL

I'm In Love (With A Killer) - Jeffree Star

Join Us For A Bite - JT Machinima

End Of Time - Alan Walker

Circles - KIRA

Close Your Eyes//In The Next Life - KIRA

Monster - KIRA ft Gumi

Karma - Jubyphonic

E.T. - Katy Perry

Rise - Katy Perry

People Like Us - Kelly Clarkson

Kiss The Girl - Chase Holfelder

Live For The Night - Krewella

Left Behind - DAGames

Dangerous - Left Boy

Life In Da Trash - Little Big

Bloody Mary - Lady Gaga

Judas - Lady Gaga

G.U.Y. - Lady Gaga (NSFW)

Sour Candy - Blackpink ft Lady Gaga

Land Of Broken Promises - IAMX

Warriors - League Of Legends

Legends Never Die - Against The Current

Let's Get Animal - Divide The Day (NSFW)

Kiss Me Deadly - Lita Ford

Little Bad Girl - David Guetta ft Taio Cruz and Ludacris (NSFW)

Wasabi - Little Mix

Monster - Aruvn

Alive/Greensleeves (Aya's Theme) - ShinjuRose

Make You Love Me - JT Machinima

Proud - Marshmello

Medicine - Hollywood Undead

See You Again - Miley Cyrus

Miracle - CG5/Alicia Michelle

Disgusting - Miranda Cosgrove

BAM - Miranda Cosgrove

Miss Me More - Kelsea Ballerini

Miss Wanna Die - Jubyphonic

Monster - Beth Crowley

Beautiful Monster - Ne-yo

The Labyrinth - NIVIRO

Voices In My Head - NIVIRO

Natural - Imagine Dragons

Nicotine - Panic! At The Disco

Nightmares - All Time Low

No Hero - JT Machinima

What You Deserve - No Resolve

Now That I've Found You - S3RL

Stand Out Fit In - One Ok Rock

Oh No! - Marina and The Diamonds

Troublemaker - Olly Murs ft Flo Rida

Open Up Your Eyes - CG5

Reap What You Sow - CG5

Bombshell Blonde - Owl City

World Of Grey - CG5

Papa Don't Preach - Madonna

Partners In Crime - Set It Off

Phantom - Nathan Sharp

Pirates of the Caribbean theme

Play Date - Melanie Martinez

Power & Control - Marina and The Diamonds

Pretty Little Psycho - Porcelain Black

First - RIELL

Rainbow - Sia

Rebel Yell - Billy Idol

Regular Sans (Pacifist Version) - Groundbreaking

Towards The Sun - Rihanna

In Your Eyes - Robin Schulz

Rockabye - Sean Paul and Anne Marie

SOS - Indila

Beat All The Odds - S3RL

Counting Sheep - Safia

Monster - Starset

Looking At Me - Sabrina Carpenter

Touch Me - Samantha Fox (NSFW)

This Christmas (I'll Burn It To The Ground) - Set It Off

Bad Guy - Set It Off

Sexy Naughty Bitchy Me - Tata Young

Tokyovania Control - SharaX

Silent Scream - Anna Blue

Addict - Silva Hound/Michael Kovach and Chi-Chi

Feel Invincible - Skillet

Arcadia - Smash Into Pieces

Everything They Say - Smash Into Pieces

Godsent - Smash Into Pieces

Like This! - Smash Into Pieces

Wake Up - Smash Into Pieces

Lullaby - Smash Into Pieces

Can I Get A Witness - Sonreal

Soul 4 Sale - Simon Curtis

Spotlight - CG5

Starships - Nicki Minaj

Starlight Starbright - S3RL

Monster I Have Become - Three Days Grace x Skillet

Super Psycho Love - Simon Curtis

Superhero - Simon Curtis

Sweet Dreams - Aviators

Son Of Man - Phil Collins

Telephone - Lady Gaga ft Beyoncé

I'm Dangerous - The Everlove

The Ghost - NIVIRO

House Of The Rising Sun - Chase Holfelder

The Killing Kind - Mariana's Trench

The Mangle - Groundbreaking ft Nicole Gene

The Return - NIVIRO

Dangerous - The Tech Thieves and Besomorph

Blinding Lights - The Weeknd

It's Been So Long - The Living Tombstone

They'll Find You - Griffinilla

This Is What Rock N Roll Looks Like - Porcelain Black

Titanium - David Guetta

Sex Bomb - Tom Jones (NSFW)

Tongue Twister - Cash Cash (NSFW)

Tonight (I'm Fuckin' You) - Enrique Iglesias (NSFW)

Judgement - TryHardNinja

Secret Garden - EmpathP (cover by LittleJayneyCakes and djsmell)

Unforgiven - Blood On The Dance Floor

Everything Black - Unlike Pluto

Viva Forever - S3RL

Warrior - Beth Crowley

Wash It All Away - Five Finger Death Punch

We Are Aware - Dolvondo

We Don't Bite - JT Machinima

We Are Family - Keke Palmer

Welcome To The Show - Britt Nicole

When Can I See You Again - Owl City

Who Owns My Heart - Miley Cyrus

Aquarius - Within Temptation

Shot In The Dark - Within Temptation

Wolf In Sheep's Clothing - Set It Off

You Call Me A Bitch (Like It's A Bad Thing) - Halestorm

You Can't Hide - JT Machinima

Insanity - Dolvondo

OMG - Arash ft Snoop Dogg

Faded - Cascada

Robot - Miley Cyrus

Nightmares - A-ONE

No Guardian Angel - A-ONE

Uninstall Love - A-ONE

Zombie - A-ONE

Time Will Tell - A-ONE

For You - NightCove_theFox

Hard Drive - Griffinilla

Zombie - Besomorph and N3WPORT

Reaper - Glaceo and RIELL

House Of Memories - Panic! At The Disco

Medusa - Aiobahn

#four horsemen of the apocalypse #riders of the apocalypse #undertale #undertale au #war.exe #mal.exe #406.exe #music #riders music

[vinylhazza]

e comforting you on your period is so cute like between the hormones and cramps you’d be a mess but he’s trying to make you feel better 🥺

he starts to randomly and out of the blue. you had a mini panic attack for about three days because you waited, and waited, and waited and had started to think that you might quite possibly be pregnant. you were never late and it was so out of tune for you that you had ethan panicking as well. not because it would be a bad thing, but because it’s such a major milestone and there was no discussion upon a “what if”.

but now you know your body was preparing for the hell is was about to go through. you felt like you were being ripped apart from the inside out. you were bloated, irritated, hurting, sad, hot, and quite frankly felt like complete shit. you wanted nothing more than to lay in bed and wallow in your own self misery and pain until it went away.

but you were craving chocolate right now and that ice cream in the fridge with the brownie bites? calling your freaking name. but you just couldn’t make yourself get up. every move would cause a stabbing pain in your back and lower abdomen, a searing ache that had you clutching your stomach and clamping your eyes shut in agony. a grunt would leave your lips, a little “ow” dropping from your throat before you lay back down and admit that maybe ice cream wasn’t worth the pain.

ethan had gone to the store about 30 minutes ago because your dumbass forgot pads and he didn’t want you out driving when you were in so much pain. he even picked up some more midol as he was rushing back down the isles to the counter to check out. he had no shame about buying you what you needed. his girl was in pain and he was going to do whatever it took to make this God awful experience better. if that means going to the store on a pad, medicine, candy, and peach tea run? so be it.

although you did miss his warmth. it was hard not having him there as your own personal heater. having him with you made the need for a heating pad much lower than it was before. he was always so cozy and made every nerve in your body tingle. he was so easy to snuggle up to and fall asleep and try to at least forget about the pain for a while. he relaxed you even if you don’t always notice it right away. but you definitely notice when he’s gone.

you just keep telling yourself he’ll be back soon. and he would be. he was rushing home in the jeep, all but running out of CVS to get back to his girl. he’s never seen it this bad before. you had been crying all day from the aching in your back, he was actually worried you might have to go to the hospital - bless his heart. you had just never given him a warning that sometimes your body rebels against you when it comes this time of the month and it’s worse than most girls. well he knew now.

he had even asked grayson on his way out of the house if he should be worried and if it’s normal - of course grayson merely nods his head knowingly giving him a quiet “pad run?”. ethan huffs in response before grabbing his keys to haul ass to the nearest CVS just for you.

you’re withering away in his bed, balled up in a fetal position in the bed, every blanket in the house on you. of course you were hot but you thouht maybe it would be best to get snuggled. but nothing beats ethans snuggles. tears continue to dribble down your face periodically. it was torture and you just needed it to be over as soon as possible.

you swear you let out a sob when you hear the front door open, catching the crescendo of ethans footsteps down the hall. he’s running into the room with rosy cheeks and a puffing chest, out of breath but glad he’s finally back. he was going as fast as he could but it still didn’t feel like it was fast enough.

“e,” you whine, turning around and giving him grabby hands, whimpering when the small of your back shoots a pain straight through the middle part of your body. your uterus was actually going to fall the fuck out if this didn’t end soon. you know you’re being a baby but you didn’t care at this moment.

“i got here as fast as i could baby i’m sorry, the line was long,” he apologizes softly, setting the bags on the desk and taking out exactly what you needed. he lays everything out nice and neat before placing the peach tea next to you on the night table.

thankfully you had used the last pad before laying right back in bed so it would be a while before you’d have to get up again. a nice hot shower sounded lovely right about not. but not before ethan cuddles.

fortunately you were grinning through your tears because your boyfriend new how to really listen.

“ethan can you bring that ice cream in the fridge when you get back please?” you groan from the bed, covers up over your nose.

“of course, i’ll be right back. love you,” he assures you gently, kissing you on the forehead for that extra comfort before he left.

“love you too.”

now here he was, with the tub of chocolate brownie ice cream. an angel in the flesh. you start crying again simply because your hormones are off the chain today and somehow this ice cream is the best gift he could have given you at the moment.

your grabby hands switch from him to the ice cream, a happy giggle leaving your lips. he pulls away with an “ah ah ah”, a playful grin plastered across his face.

“gimme,” you whine, not have the energy to do much else. you’re sitting up reaching for the ice cream, but he keeps snatching it away. he ends up climbing in the bed with you, lifting up your aching body to place you right between his legs, back against his chest.

you sigh immediately feeling his warmth radiate through his crew neck you’re wearing right now. the relief you feel is slight but it’s the one thing that’s helped at all the entire day, so the slight relief of pain? God send.

“share it with me?” he asks fondly into your ear, wrapping an arm around you, the other presenting you with the ice cream and two spoons. ah, cheeky shit.

you can only nod your head, causing him to release yet another laugh at your eagerness for the chocolate treat.

it’s mostly a night full of snacks, binging disney films, cuddles, and the greatest thing of all - ethans massage. ethans very unexpected massage.

you had told him one time that it hurt mostly in your lower stomach and around to your lower back and you just wish there was something to make it go away. you had tried rubbing it to see if that would help, but your small dainty hands did nothing for the monster cramps that tortured every muscle.

you gasped when ethan lifted your shirt up, exposing the lower half of your abdomen to him. the cold air against your skin had goosebumps rising to the surface. it was a shock because you had been burning alive all day - it was surprising to feel something to cold all at once.

that was soon diminished when you felt ethan place both of his hands against your lower stomach, right over the area where the cramps were the worst. it nearly made you drop your ice cream when you felt his fingers dip in and swirl gently, circular motions that had your eyes rolling shut and head dropping back against his shoulder. that did it. that right there is what helped the most out of everything.

you had been hogging the ice cream up to this point. he had only taken a bite because he was trying to figure out where exactly you were hurting the most. he soon figured it out when you winced, momentarily grabbing that exact spot on your body before going back to the ice cream.

he worked at a slow pace, pushing in and rubbing around the area, humming a little tune under his breath. Mulan flashed across the screen, but that was long forgotten by now. you couldn’t even open your eyes that’s out much pressure was removed from your body all at once.

“that feel better?” he hummed to you, soothing deep voice sending vibrations through your back.

“mhmm,” comes from your lips in a quite mumble, so drowsy from fighting the pain all day you can’t hardly keep your eyes open with him doing this and making it all go away. the best part about it was that it was ethan, it was ethans big warm hands, ethans voice sending the vibrations, ethan legs resting under yours, ethans cologne that clouded your mind. he not only eased up your pain mentally but physically as well.

you don’t even realize when you’re dozing off, almost all of the ice cream gone from the small tub, spoon falling in your limp hand, hand resting back against his shoulder.

seeing your body so relaxed and conformed into his made him happy because he finally achieved his goal of making the pain go away in the best way he could. he watched you eat the ice cream with a smile, drink the tea with a hum, get up to change your pad only for a moment before rushing back to him. you would take a shower after you’ve slept after an entire day of torture from your own body.

you were already asleep when his hands removed themselves from your skin and moved to the remote or the TV, shutting the movie off and placing the room in darkness. the empty ice cream was placed on the table as he tucked his crew neck back into place and moved the blanket up to your chin over the both of you.

he gazed at your blissful face only for a moment in the pale moonlight, lips tugging up at the corner that he made you happy in this rough time. if he can make the pain go away even a little then he feels like it’s a win, and the fact that it worked and was just a shot in the dark? even bigger win. he would do it all over again just to see you sleeping soundly without pain.

#asks #e!concepts #ethan!concepts #i really need this right now #im in so much pain #i just want ethan kisses and cuddles #thats all im asking

[shardminds]

wild animal (livin’ like a fine young cannibal)

pairing: emma swan/killian jones rating: t (maybe light m) wc: 2200 and some change

An abandoned warehouse wouldn't be Emma's first choice for a date location. Killian finds a way to convince her otherwise.

work has been stressing me out and i have a million and one things to work on (i’m looking at you csss part 3!) but this crawled its way out of my brain, massively enabled by @darkcolinodonorgasm​ and further encouraged by @artistic-writer​ (who made this beautiful cover! isn’t it great? i’ve never had a fic cover before! i’m still emotional about it). thank you, ladies! this is essentially the blood rave scene from blade only with less violence and more kissing. 

tagging: @thisonesatellite​ @teamhook​ @kmomof4​ @superchocovian​@itsfabianadocarmo​ @killianjonesownsmyheart1​ and, if you wanna be added or removed from this list, just gimme a shout!

available on ao3 ♠

He’d told her to dress, as he so bluntly phrased it, good enough to eat. She’d tried her best to adhere to the code, pairing her favourite leather mini skirt and a thin camisole with fuck-me heels and fishnets. She’d foregone a jacket, knowing that Killian would lend her his if the chill became too much. The way his leather hangs off her, arms just slightly too long but still soft and worn, is one of the pros of having a boyfriend impervious to the cold. Regardless, the main appeal of her outfit isn’t practicality, it’s the fact that at least three of the souvenirs Killian has blessed her with are proudly on show—one at the juncture of her neck, another on her inner wrist, and another just peeking from beneath the hem of her skirt. They catch in the streetlights, glowing temporarily in the luminescence as her Uber trails the city streets, en route to the address he’d texted. There are others, countless others, along her ribs, her breasts, her thighs, faint scars she’d asked him for, a curse on his breath every time she did.

Emma never thought she’d be into it, the territorial possession that comes with having a vampire for a lover, that is. In the past, she rebuffed it, not willing to be taken as anyone’s property, human or otherwise. She’d told Killian the same, at first, unafraid of the fangs he flashed with each smirk. He respected her wishes, kept his distance, with the promise of forever in his eyes and one night on his lips. Over time, something about him drew her in, no glamour or coercion, just… something else, a kind of other that intrigued her, in the depth of his eyes and that knowing smile.

Then again, she’s always had a thing for older guys.

Three arduous weeks later, she’d fucked him in the bathroom stall of a club she can’t remember the name of and delighted in the awestruck look on his face as she sank to her knees before him.

It’s a fond memory.

And it was never just one night.

The warehouse is shady at best, murderous at worst, and Killian greets her at the entrance. Everything about him is appealing, from the artful dishevelment of his hair and the dark silk of his shirt, right down to the snug fit of his jeans and that same promise in his eyes. Eternity looks fucking amazing on him, and he knows. At this point, he could wear nothing but a bedsheet and he’d still be the most attractive being she’s ever seen—in fact, she might prefer that. Maybe later, if they make it home.

“I see you took the dress code to heart, love.” He drawls, his eternal smirk present, pulling her in by the waist for a searing kiss. Searing is an understatement, really. Each time he brings her in like this, close enough that she can taste his hunger—iron and ash—masked by the sweetness of rum just before their lips touch, she can feel parts of herself float away. The tensions and stresses from her day dissipate against his mouth, lost in each breath between them. Killian is a fantastic kisser and, as her tongue catches on the point of a fang, she knows that he knows it.

“Hello to you too.” Fighting off breathlessness, Emma pulls away. They won’t make it to whatever it is he has planned if they keep kissing like that. The urge to call another Uber back home already far too prevalent in her mind. It would be so easy, like every other time, just falling into bed with him.

He laughs, keeping his hand at her waist but allowing space between them. “I missed you.”

“You saw me this morning,” She adds, a smile playing at her lips. Instead of pulling away and taking his hand like she usually does, Emma decides against taking him up on the offer of space. “I’ve been wondering about your date night plan all day.”

“It’s... unconventional, to say the least.”

She shrugs, lacing their fingers together. “So are we.”

“Right you are, lass.” Killian’s smile takes her by surprise. It’s not his usual, cocky, self-assured grin. It’s pride, admiration and something warmer that settles in her stomach when she catches it. She pushes it aside, saving it for later as Killian meets her for another brief kiss. “Shall we?”

The warehouse itself is empty, a cavernous space with a creaking steel frame and concrete floors. Each step she takes causes an echo; each breath leaves a puff of condensation in the frigid air. Killian doesn’t seem swayed by this and walks them both across the expanse to a giant metal door, taking the rusted lever in hand and twisting it open with minimal exertion. It groans, hinges protesting as it creeps open, to reveal the cacophony of noise behind it. Thudding bass and warped vocals swelling and falling in time to the heavy beat. Upon entry, they’re met with writhing bodies, lost in the rhythm, crammed into what was once probably an industrial standard cold store. Despite everything, they make way for Killian to enter.

Suddenly, Emma feels decidedly overdressed.

“A rave?” She has to shout to make herself heard, although, come to think of it, Killian probably has no trouble hearing her at all, regardless of the party going on around them. “I never expected this to be your kind of thing.”

He winks then, before pulling her against him, his chest to her back. Emma’s breath catches in her throat, a moan prepared to escape at a second’s notice. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Swan.”

Like that, pressed together so close she can feel every breath he takes, she allows herself to get lost, the white noise numbing her senses to their basest needs. Him. Each time she pushes back, he rocks forward, eliciting the most delicious feelings from deep within. It’s intoxicating, being with him. Not the blood, nor the sex. Just being. Waking up to his touch, falling asleep to his breathing, making coffee, getting breakfast, talking, dancing—the small things. It’s always the small things. He treats her with veneration, a kind of reverence that no one else has, and—as much as she wishes she could deny it, that she could walk away from all this and still be the same old Emma—he’s changed her so irreversibly, she’s not sure what her life would be without him in it.

They’re being watched—no, she’s being watched. Eyes follow them—her as she moves, letting the music take her wherever it will. It courses through her like a second heartbeat, and the voyeurism of it all, familiar and unfamiliar faces flitting back to them—her as Killian trail’s his hands all over, his lips fused to her neck—it’s a heady mix. Whatever he’s got planned, whatever happens next, Emma knows that she’ll be sore in the morning. In the best way, of course. Freshly fucked and freshly drained.

The music never seems to change, the pulse of it thrumming beneath her skin until she can feel the drop coming, inching closer until it reaches its peak. Her stomach falls along with it. He whispers in her ear, but she can’t make sense of his words, falling deaf in favour of the music around them. The caress of his lips on her lobe has her arching back, pressing her ass against him in a tease. She can feel how ready he is, solid against her as she grinds back into him.

The guttural snarl, she can feel, reverberating through his chest on a silenced down beat. His hands go to her wrists, grasping them and tracing his fingertips up her thighs and over her stomach, devilishly slow, one catching over her nipple as he passes over her chest, continuing higher and higher until they’re held above her head, high in the air, alongside everyone else’s on the dancefloor. The music builds and builds and builds, heavy and palpable between them, cementing everyone together in one single goal: to dance. Killian presses a kiss to her ear, tongue darting out to tease as the music pauses for a second in the build-up to yet another drop.

“Don’t be afraid.”

Then the world goes red and she screams.

Cheers erupt from around them as blood pours from the ceiling, sprinkling over the patrons below like a downpour after a drought. The crowd synchronise, palms to the sky, heads tilted back, mouths wide open and jumping along to the discordant thumping as they get their fill of the life source they’re being drowned in. It tastes like iron and chemicals, tacky and cool to the touch, nothing like what Killian had described when he tasted her. He’d compared her to fine wine, to love and sex and everything he missed of being human. Her hands, still held in the air by his grasp, are lined with rivulets of red, each one making its path wherever gravity may take it. The taboo of it has her shivering. Pulling her wrists free and turning to look upon his face, she places her palms on his chest.

It’s chaos.

He’s smiling. A wicked smile, white teeth and dark eyes. He could kill her right now. The recognition of that immediate danger only makes it so much better when he steps closer, eradicating the distance between them.

Fuck.

She wants him, needs him, and when he leans to lick a stripe up her cheek to catch the dripping ichor there, she moans, losing herself to the sensation. He’s a monster and she can’t get enough. In all her life, she’d never anticipated that she’d enjoy such publicly lewd displays of affection but, as Killian laps at the pool of blood gathered above her clavicle, she could not give less of a shit about the hundreds of prying eyes in the room. It’s euphoric, feeling him hard against her as he feeds, taking his fill from the blood trailing over her skin. The familiar lick of her arousal curls low in her belly, demanding to be felt.

She can't stand it—the absence of his lips against hers, tracing over every piece of exposed flesh except the place she wants him most, the chill it brings, the pleasure it ignites within her. There's nothing quite like it. It’s infuriating, maddening, and it reduces her to nothing more than a whimpering mess as his tongue makes its way back up her neck and along her jaw. He comes to a halt there, pausing and pulling back to take her in. He’s fucked, hair soaked through in the initial pandemonium of the bloodbath, eyes glossy and intense but not as dark as they had been earlier, his ocean blue peering through—it only goes to prove the effect he sustenance he’d laved from her flesh is having. He’s covered in blood, completely drenched with it and he’s the most beautiful thing she’s ever seen. Even like this, surrounded by creatures of nightmare and legend, she can’t help but crave him. With lips parted, he leans in to give her what she desires.

“I fucking love you.” It’s a whisper against her lips, punctuated with fangs tugging on the plump skin there and—well, Emma can’t help herself. It’s not the first time he’s said it and it won’t be the last. Killian Jones has walked the earth for three centuries. He kisses with purpose, fucks with passion and loves unconditionally and Emma Swan, with almost three decades under her belt, can’t find the words to say it back. Not yet. Instead, she throws her arms around his neck, finding his lips with a kiss as the blood rain falls around them and the tantalizing beat drives the crowd.

The kiss is wild; deep, needy and feral in its urgency. It’s fangs and moans and tongues and teeth. It’s messy, the cloying copper taste of blood still lingering between them. It’s perfect.

Before Emma can even think to protest, Killian’s hoisting her up, lifting until her legs are securely wrapped around his waist. Tonight was not the night to wear a skirt but Emma can’t bring herself to regret it. She can already feel it riding up, threatening to expose her ass to the crowd. It’s a blessing she’d opted to wear underwear at all, especially knowing that Killian has a habit of tearing them off in his haste to get to her core. The sharp scratch of his fangs against her bottom lip snaps them both out of their lustful haze for just long enough for Emma to know without words what it is he wants. His gaze, hungry as ever, flits to her chest.

Her shirt’s gone in seconds, torn off by her own impatient hands and his dexterous ones. It comes away in two pieces, thrown aside without a care, revealing the black lace of her bra beneath. It had cost her thirty dollars but, sat at his waist, skin tinted red with the sanguine rainfall, Emma can't bring herself to care. The caress of sharp fangs against the swell of her breast, edging her closer and closer to madness yet grounding her at the same time, tethering her to him, is almost too much. She needs the bite just as much as he does. The call of it strikes deep in her bones, screaming for him. She used to be ashamed of it, fearing just how much she enjoys his deadly kiss, but those memories are all but dust now. In their place, only want.

When he takes one look at her, right before his enamelled canines pierce her skin, she's lost to him.

#cs fic #cs ff #captain swan #captain swan fic #captain swan fanfiction #ficminds #legit just gimme vampire killian jones forever #i'm not lying #warnings on ao3!

[doc-pickles]

it’s nothing funny just to talk (p.3)

What happens when you text that random number graffitied on a bathroom stall in your favorite bar? Jo Wilson is about to find out. - In which Bar Princess and Doctor Evil Spawn meet via text.

Chapter threeee. What do you think? Any predictions?

Sunday 10:28 AM

oh man

you’re pretty funny

Shhh you’re talking too loud. 

i’m texting you

Well stop it. You’re being too loud. 

okaaaaay i’ll leave you alone

Wait come back… I miss you. 

ahhh the truth comes out 

you do like me

Of course I do, I wouldn’t be texting you if I didn’t. 

well that’s good to know 

i’m assuming your head is pounding?

Very much so. I'm about to chug a gallon of orange juice and pray I don’t die. 

can you sing while you do it?

I don’t sing. 

but you serenaded me last night 

it was an amazing song called “bar princess” 

Oh shit. Really?

yes and then you told me that you couldn’t sing to me because jo would be mad

In my defense it was my buddies bachelor party. 

that excuse didn’t stop you from calling me bar princess

I think i’m gonna name you… doctor rockstar 

Somehow that’s actually worse than Doctor Evil Spawn

it'll grow on you 

hey go check your porch

You didn’t. 

oh but I did

Breakfast and coffee? You’re the best. Thank you. 

it’s my thank you for the donuts yesterday

and for keeping me sane almost everyday

It’s nothing, I enjoy our friendship just as much as you do. 

  Sunday 3:33 PM

What’s with all these sirens in the area? You think someone died?

oh…. that might’ve been me…

WHAT?!

Are you okay?

Jo???

  Sunday 3:45 PM

Incoming Voice Call

“Hey it’s Jo! I can’t come to the phone right now but leave me a message and I’ll call ya back!”

  Sunday 3:47 PM

i’m fine gimme a second

You’re freaking me out. 

  Sunday 4:17 PM

Incoming Voice Call

“Jo?”

“I’m fine, I‘m fine.”

“What the hell happened?”

“I tried to make lunch and I set something on fire. It’s fine, I just couldn’t contain it.”

“You want me to come help out? I can be there in five minutes.”

“Alex, I’m fine. And I told you, I don’t wanna see you until our date.”

“Oh screw all that. Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yes! Now stop worrying about me, I’m perfectly fine.”

“Okay I’ll take your word for it, Bar Princess.”

“Good. Now stop freaking out, I can hear you hyperventilating over there.”

“I told you, I don’t want our first meeting to be at your funeral. I’m protecting myself obviously.”

“Right okay. Well I have to go and talk Steph down from killing me. I’ll talk to you soon. And Alex?”

“Yes Jo?”

“Thanks… just for caring about me. I’ve never had anyone who would be that concerned about me setting the fire alarm off. It means a lot. More than you know.”

“Well I like you, a lot. And you mean a lot to me. More than you know. Hey, when are you free next week?”

“I get back on Sunday night so anytime after that.”

“I’m off Wednesday, does that work for you?”

“Absolutely. It’s a date?”

“It is definitely a date. I’ll talk to you soon. Bye.”

“Bye!”

  Monday 9:36 AM

so steph killed me 

almost

  Monday 10:06 AM

You’re texting me so I’m assuming that’s a good sign. 

yeah I started crying and she let me off the hook

You started crying??

well fake crying but yeah

it did the job

You’re full of surprises aren’t you?

only always

I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised when we meet

I hope so. Gotta go yell at interns, catch ya on the flip side. 

the 90s called they want their catchphrase back

  Monday 4:21 PM

pretty sure our AC is broken

i’m sweating like a pig

Oof, not fun. Did you call it in?

yup but they can’t get out till next weekend

i’m in shorts and a tank top I don’t think I can strip more without izzie yelling at me

I wouldn’t complain if you wanted to come and strip for me. 

that was very forward doctor rockstar

at least take me out to dinner first

I’m trying to. Surgeons are busy people. 

it’s okay it’ll be well worth the wait 

and i’m holding you to what you said

I say a lot of things to you, you’ll have to be more specific. 

when you said you’d kiss me as soon as we met

i’ll be waiting for that

I’ll make sure to put chapstick on in the car then. 

you should do stand up comedy 

Once you get to know me you’ll understand how terrible of an idea that is. 

oh shoot

bridezilla just stormed in crying

OH MY GOD SHE GOT A FAKE TAN SHE LOOKS LIKE AN ORANGE 

have to run damage control we’ll talk later 

Lemon juice and a loofah. At least that’s what Meredith is telling me. Good luck. 

  Tuesday 10:28 AM

can you kiss meredith for me

she saved my ass yesterday 

That would be kind of awkward seeing as she’s married. But I’ll pass on your thanks. 

there were so many tears 

it was horrendous

izzie and I stayed up until 2 am washing that stuff off

Jesus Christ. I’m sure you’ll be relieved once this wedding is over and done with. 

four more days!!

i’m excited of course but like… I want this done with

I can’t take much more bridezilla madness

Neither can I. 

you’re not even dealing with it!!

Yeah but I have to hear you dealing with it and it just doesn’t sound fun. I pity you. 

you’re so sweet

Doctor Feel Good

That sounds borderline inappropriate. 

it was 100% inappropriate 

see i’ve flipped the tables 

now i’m trying to seduce you

I applaud your efforts. Giving me a sexy nickname definitely helped your chances.

really??

You asked me to kiss you as soon as we met, I assumed that you would also be putting out on the first date.

W O W

you’re not wrong

BUT WOW

Knew it. I’d love to continue talking about what you’re going to do to me after our first date, but I have a high volume trauma coming in. Probably won’t be around for a few hours.

good luck, keep your wits about you

don’t be a hero, we still have a standing date

Wouldn’t miss it for the world.

  Tuesday 11:38 PM

Incoming Voice Call

“Alex?”

“Hey. I hope I didn’t wake you up.” “No… No, I wasn’t sleeping, I was watching a movie. Are you okay?” “Yeah. Yeah I’m fine.” “You don’t sound fine.” “It’s just been a long day… a lot happened.” “Do you wanna talk about it?” “No I… there was a pileup, on the freeway. It was really bad. And there… there was a van full of kids. It’s just been a long day.” “I’m sorry, I can’t imagine how hard it is going through that. What can I do to help?” “Can you… can you just talk to me?” “Of course I can. Oh! I’ll tell you Izzie’s muffin story! That’s a good one.”

“Okay yeah. Yeah, that sounds good.” “So Izzie and her boyfriend had gone through a BAD breakup, I mean monumental. She was so upset and she just started baking…”

  Wednesday 9:59 AM

Incoming Voice Call

“Jesus Christ what time is it?” “It’s 10 AM.” “Alex! I didn’t check the caller ID. Are you okay?” “I’m fine. I’m fine… I’m sorry I woke you up.” “No! It’s okay, you know I love to hear your voice.” “Well that’s a relief, I was worried you were gonna drop me because I keep waking you up.” “You only woke me up once!” “Listen Bar Princess, you may think you’re a good liar but you aren’t. I know I woke you up last night when I called.” “No I-”

“No buts. Thank you for that, I really appreciated it. It’s… it’s hard being in my line of work somedays.” “Well, you’ll always have me to lean on.” “I just need you to know…” “Know what? Oh my god you’re not married are you?” “What? No! Jo… just listen. Can you do that?” “Yes, I can.” “Somedays this job drags me down. It wears me down to my core and it doesn’t make it easier when I’ve got babies and kids on the table. It’s hard and I hate to admit it but I fall apart. I fall apart and I’m messy and I get all dark and twisty sometimes.” “Dark and twisty?” “Meredith says that. But it’s true. I get dark and twisty sometimes and you… last night you pulled me out of that dark and twisty place and I just…” “Just what? You can tell me, Alex.” “I don’t want to rely on you if pulling me out of the dark and twisty place is too much for you to handle. I want… I know I sound crazy and you’re probably freaking out-”

“I’m not freaking out.” “But I want this. You and me and I don’t want to get comfortable if you’re not in. Because I’m in, I’m in Jo. It’s ridiculous and I don’t even know what you look like but I’m in.”

“I’m in. I’m so in, I’m all in and if that makes us crazy then… Then I wanna be crazy with you.”

“Kissing you sounds really good right now.” “Listen, just because I said I’m in this for the long haul doesn’t mean you get to see me before our first date. If anything, this makes things more romantic.” “Okay okay, I’ll listen to you. You better be prepared because this first kiss, it’s gonna be the most epic kiss you’ll ever get.” “I’m waiting in eager anticipation, Doctor Feelgood.”

“It’s feels wrong to like it when you call me that.”

“You’re a real charmer. I would love to keep up the sexy talk, but Bridezilla is here and I’m pretty sure she’s going to rip my head off. Talk later?”

“Don’t we always. Thanks… for hearing me out. And being there. And being you. I can’t wait to kiss you.”

“I can’t wait to kiss you eit-“

“JO GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE BEFORE I DRAG YOU DOWN THE STAIRS.”

“Have fun, call me if you need an alibi.”

  Wednesday 1:18 PM

had to hide in the bathroom 

the living room is covered in glitter 

Aren’t you used to that? Being a teacher and all?

ohhhhhh no 

i have banned the use of glitter in my house and classroom

i’m not a monster

Oh glad to know you have your wits about you. 

of course i do

my only slipup ever has been the time i drunk texted that phone number that was graffitied in a bar bathroom

oh wait

Hahaha very funny. By the way, I thanked Cristina profusely and even bought her a coffee.

what are we thanking cristina for? For putting my phone number up in the bathroom. I might need you to go and scratch it out though. I don’t need any other drunk teachers at bachelorette parties texting me, I’ve met my quota. 

well that was oddly touching

you’re a big softy aren’t you doctor evil spawn

I’m a pediatric surgeon, I think that tells you everything you need to know.

you’re making some very good points here

oh shit she found me

i’ll be back (hopefully)

I have a bone to pick with bridezilla. She keeps taking my texting buddy away.

  Wednesday 6:06 PM

good god i’m gonna die before we get to this wedding

i just had to pack chocolate almonds into tiny little bags and tie them with bows

WHO HAS CHOCOLATE ALMONDS ANYMORE IT’S NOT 1985

You seem to have a lot of strong feelings about almonds.

i can't feel my fingers

If you can’t feel your fingers how are you texting me? i’m making siri do it for me while i lay on the floor drinking wine

I’m so proud of you. I’m on NICU overnight duty, so I have to stay awake and I’m bored. 

shouldn’t you be like… taking care of the babies? Oh these kids are fighters. I just gotta make sure they don’t rip off their tubes.

well it seems like you have an easy night

Until I die of boredom or hunger. Whichever one happens first.

i’m pretty sure you’re the doctor here so you know that won’t happen

Wow, you really pulled the doctor card on me huh? of course i did, it’s like you don’t even know me

You’re right I should’ve expected that. Gotta do rounds, I’ll text you in a bit.

  Wednesday 8:28 PM

I’m pretty sure it was my turn to bring you food, not the other way around.

i sent the egg rolls and chow mein! 

apparently you’re a regular because the guy at the restaurant suggested everything else and offered to deliver it to you

Thank you, you did kind of save my night. This chicken chow mein is amazing.

it’s my favorite

just like you :) Now who’s the softy? i’m a fourth grade teacher, i think that tells you everything you need to know

Touche. Okay now I really have to go be a doctor. Thank you again for dinner, one more week until we get to see each other.

the happy dance i just did was embarrassing, that’s how excited i am

  Thursday 10:28 AM

if I never have to participate in another wedding it’ll be too soon

i’m so exhausted I wish I was in a room filled with fourth graders instead of here

Don’t you wanna get married someday?

if I ever get married i’m going to the courthouse and getting pizza after

that’s my dream wedding

At least you don’t wanna spend 10k on a couple hours of celebrating. Pizza is as good a celebration as any in my book. 

exactly you get it 

pizza and beer trumps uncomfy dress and socializing with people any day

What’s bridezilla got you doing today?

making table numbers and centerpieces today

then we drive up tomorrow night

then I get shit faced at the open bar

At least you know what your agenda is. 

that’s always my wedding agenda 

hopefully I won’t puke on my shoes this time

That would be a funny wedding story though, good for small talk. 

you’re right maybe I should peueowownspdjd

Did you have a stroke? 

Jo???

Jo’s phone has been confiscated so she can focus all of her attention on helping with wedding preparations. She’ll get it back later today. Sincerely, Bridezilla 

  Thursday 4:17 PM

Incoming Phone Call

“I have to call my mom, I’ll be right back!”

“Jo that excuse doesn’t work, we all know you don’t have a mom!”

“So now you’re lying to talk to me?”

“Hey you saw what Bridezilla did earlier! I had to run out the door while she went pee so she wouldn’t catch me.”

“You’re willing to risk death for me? You really do care.”

“I love her but she’s suffocating me and all I want is to get drunk and possibly make out with you.”

“Mmm should I come by and rescue you?”

“No! No, I really wanna make out with you but I wanna wait. Just six more days.”

“Six days. I promise there will be beer and pizza and lots of kissing.”

“Good. That’s the only thing getting me through this weekend. I gotta go back, but I’ll text you as soon as I can.”

“I’ll be relentlessly staring at my phone until my friends make fun of me or you text, whatever happens first. Bye Jo.”

“Bye Alex.”

  Thursday 8:33 PM

good god I finally got her to leave

only because I reminded her we have a bunch of shit to do tomorrow

I need a drink

Take a shot of Fireball for me. I’m on my final overnight shift before my weekend vacation. 

done, one for me and one for you

Jesus woman you’re unstoppable. 

well I do try to be a borderline alcoholic in my day to day life

(that was sarcasm)

You’re hilarious. And my favorite person to talk to. 

right back at ya doctor feel good

I gotta sleep, i’m tired as hell and were leaving early tomorrow 

Sleep well, I’ll talk to you tomorrow Bar Princess. 

goodniiiiiiight

  Friday 9:47 AM

Incoming Phone Call

“Mmm hello?”

“Hi it’s me, I’m sorry it’s so early, I know you probably haven’t slept much.”

“S’okay, you know I like hearing your voice.”

“I just wanted to say bye. I mean not forever, but the wedding is gonna keep me busy all weekend and I don’t even know if we’ll have service. So this’ll be the longest we’ve gone without talking.”

“You’re rambling, Jo.”

“I know, I know. I just… I’m gonna miss talking to you at all hours of the day. Especially when You Know Who gets all psycho.”

“Mmm well I’ll see you on Wednesday right? That’s…”

“Five days.”

“Exactly. Five days away. Not that long.”

“I know.”

“You already said that. Are you attached to my lingering presence?”

“Maybe, maybe not. I gotta go, Steph is about to leave without me. But you should check your doorstep.”

“Damn it Jo, it’s my turn not yours. Thank you anyways though, I always love that you think of me.”

“Only all the time. I’ll talk to you soon. Bye Alex.”

“Goodbye Jo.”

#jolex jolex fanfic jolex fanfiction jo karev jo wilson jo wilson karev alex karev alternate universe jolex fic jo x alex greys anatomy greys #jolex #jolex fanfic #jolex fanficiton #jo karev #jo wilson #jo wilson karev #alex karev #alternate universe #jolex fic #jo x alex #greys anatomy #greys antaomy fanfic #INFJTT

[powerfultulips]

halloween asks!!! gimme gimme gimme

Bat: If you could transform into any kind of animal, what animal would you be?

bnuuy..... babbit

Black Cat: Are you superstitious? If so, what are you superstitious about?

not really

Broomstick: If you could travel anywhere in the world where would it be?

i already answered this TWICE smh 😔 idk my bf’s arms because i’m gay and i want hugs

Candy Corn: What food disgusts you the most?

mushrooms,

Cauldron: What is your favorite thing to cook?

bro i can’t cook

Cobwebs: One place you would never want to get lost in in the dark?

literally anywhere i am so scared

Coffin: Are you claustrophobic?

if i am no i’m not. heart emoji

Demon: What is your worst flaw?

depression

Eerie: One thing that always creeps you out?

my nightmares and intrusive thoughts. hate them

Fright: What is your biggest fear?

losing my loved ones

Ghost: If you could be reincarnated, would you come back as another human or an animal? If an animal, what kind?

i think i’d come back as a human. being a bunny or a cat would be cool too though

Gravestone: Ideal way you’d like to die?

i wanna have a wikipedia page written about my death, however it comes

Haunted House: If you could be roommates with anyone of your choice, who would you pick?

boyed friende,,, hims soft

Hocus Pocus: What is the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever heard?

shrugs

Howel: Your favorite kind of dog?

the cute ones, in the pictures. but also golden labs. or black labs. or huskies. love them

Jack-o’-lantern: Do you have any scars? If so, how many?

yeah [counts them really fast] haha 69 nice

Monster: What is your favorite scary movie to watch in the dark?

i don’t really like scary movies

Mummy: Would you rather be buried or cremated when you die?

buried i think?

Potion: What is your favorite thing to drink? Alcoholic and non alcoholic?

alcoholic- vodka i guess? alcohol kinda sucks though

non alcoholic- sweet tea, orange juice, water,,, choccy milk......

Pumpkin: What is your favorite food around the holidays?

pie and sweet potatoes, but not sweet potato pie

Scream: Easiest way to scare you?

be nightmare

Skeleton: Tell me one of your biggest secrets?

i,,,,,, think my boyfriend is cute 😳

Spooky: What was your last nightmare about?

don’t remember. i have a lot of trauma nightmares though :(

Trick or Treat: Tell me about the greatest prank you’ve ever pulled?

convinced at least one friend that i had a 9 year old brother

Vampire: Which one are you? Early bird or night owl?

night owl. hoot hoot

Witch: If could have the power to cast any kind of spell, what kind of spell would you cast?

spell of hug my fiancé and kiss him passionately

Zombie: What is one food you always overeat?

ice cream

#asks #olives.txt

[wolvesofinnistrad]

Hey, Love your BallumSex cannons. Can you do some more with Top Callum and Bottom Ben. Some where Ben can't believe how big Callum is. And them being really kinky about it Thank you :)

Hmm I can see like size kink but idk how much other kink will come into this (but rest assured I have at least 2 other kinky Ballum asks in my inbox so it will be done.  :D

(Headcanons under the assumption all the did was jerk each other off and very quick blowjob in the park because it makes it more interesting here.)

Objectively Ben knew Callum was big that night in the park.  

Like, the thing felt HEAVY in his hand.

But it was dark and heated and fast and dirty and the most he got out of it was trying to wrap his lips around it.

Of course Callum had come, not embarrassingly fast, but fast enough Ben didn’t nearly have enough time to really process what his dick felt like, tasted like, smelled like, and just how big it truly was.

When they’re finally together he gets his chance, they’re kissing on the couch, somehow lazy and heated.

“Callum your arm is digging into my hip.”

Ben looks at his boyfriend and he sees him blush, then feels two hands grab his ass.

“That’s not your arm is it...” Ben says, gulping as Callum shakes his head, clearly a bit shy still.

Ben drops his head to Callum’s chest and groans, sends out a thanks to whatever god deemed him worthy of a boyfriend that was both as nice as Callum was, and blessed with a humongous cock.

Ben’s a size queen, so sue him he knows what he likes.

He’s had guys that were big before, a nice 7 or 8 inches, once even a 9 inch bloke from India that made Ben act like a little bitch in heat over his prick.

But Callum, he doesn’t know if his brain is going to turn to mush as he stares at it through Callum’s slacks.

His hand comes over it and strokes him through the pants, making Callum moan almost as much as Ben does.

His hands shake as he undoes the zipper and pulls Callum’s pants down around his thighs, watching that massive cock spring free.

Ben’s just, in awe of it’s size.

Callum is by far bigger than any man he’s been with before, for fucks sake he’s bigger than some porn stars he’s watched in his favorite category (big cock, obvi)

“You alright?”

“Yes just, bloody hell Callum, you’ve got a monster between your legs...”

Callum gets shy at that, blushing.  “Is it too big?  I know Whit said before that it was, uh, scary.”

Ben reaches out and grabs hold of Callum’s cock, whining when he realizes that his hand just barely wraps around it fully, if it were any thicker his fingers would just barely reach.

“Callum, I need you to understand that you have the prettiest, hugest, most mouthwatering cock I’ve ever seen in my life and if I don’t suck it and ride it right this moment I think I might actually die.”

Callum blushes deeper at that, but he seems happy that Ben isn’t scared off by his size.

Ben wonders how Callum is going to react when he has someone that truly enjoys that size for all its worth.

“Ok, fuck this, off the couch, out of the clothes, I need you on the bed for this.”

Callum complies and when Ben’s sitting over his boyfriend on the bed once more he reaches for his edible lube (because of course he has that) and starts slathering it on Callum’s hard cock.

He holds the base steady and that’s when it hits him.  He takes his other hand and places it above that hand on the shaft.  

There’s still more cock even with both his hands on the shaft.

“Fucking shit...”

Ben can’t control himself any longer and dives in, taking what’s left in his mouth and sucking like a man possessed.

He hears Callum gasping and moaning, and it’s so incredibly hot, but what’s crazier is that he can tell he’s got at least a good 4 inches in his mouth before his lips touch his hand.

For a moment Ben thinks he might actually cry.

He just starts going to town sucking Callum off, using both hands (Both hands!!!) to jerk his boyfriend off fully.

“Fuck, Ben, that feels amazing...”

Ben doesn’t say that his mouth is literally watering and would have been more than enough to lube Callum’s cock alone.

He sucks to the head, lips gathering the foreskin and tugging it, even getting a bit risky and gently, very gently, grabbing it with his teeth which makes Callum moan harder.

After that he slowly pulls the foreskin back and works on the head.

His hole twitches at the thought of taking this inside him, his mouth is having a bit of a go trying to get it to fit.

If he has to buy a dildo training kit to work up to taking every glorious inch of his boyfriend he will, he’s going to get all of that inside him.

Stopping for a moment he moves up to kiss Callum, wanting to reassure him that this isn’t just about his massive cock, evne if his brain is kind of hyperfocusing on that aspect right now.

Ben’s never worried about his own size, mostly becaue he’s a power bottom, but he’s got a respecteble 7 inches or so, but next to Callum’s massive manhood even he looks tiny.

“Callum, Cal, I need you to know, I want to ride you til I drain every last drop out of those huge balls (because Callum’s got some grapefruits on him too), but it might take a bit because you are just, bloody insanely large.  But I like it, I really, really like it, ok?”

Callum nods, kissing Ben and smiling.  “Glad you aren’t freaked out.”

“Callum if you knew gay men better you’d understand how funny that question is.  But yes, I love you, and I love this cock.”

Ben goes back to blowing Callum after they kiss for a bit, but he grabs the lube again and begins to finger himself.

It’s been a while since he’s had a good fuck, especially anything close to Callum’s size, but he’s a trooper and he wants it really really bad.

After a while of trying to get the angle right he concedes he could use some help.

Besides Callum’s hands are frankly massive as well and he’s pretty sure a few of those fingers will do more to open him than his own, evne if they’re less skilled.

So he flips around, wagging his ass in his boyfriend’s face as he keeps sucking his cock.

“Mind a little help?”

Callum lubes up his fingers, surprised at the pleasant smell of the lube (”It’s strawberry”) and starts to work on Ben’s ass.

Ben’s moans are muffled by having that fat prick in his mouth, but it’s still enough to make Callum even harder, cock leaking directly onto Ben’s tongue with more precum.

By the time Callum has three fingers sliding nicely into his lover, Ben has managed to get about halfway to three quarters of Callum down his throat.

Even with having no gag reflex its tough, and the position isn’t right, but Ben promises himself he’s going to start training with some dildos for his mouth to if he has to, he just wants to be able to have all of Callum in him.

Ben breaks away, thankful for the reprieve as his jaw was beginning to hurt, and moves up to kiss Callum as he lubes his cock  again.

“Should I, uh, you know, get on top?” Callum asks, earnest and uncertain.

“Normally, I’d say sure, but with this big boy,” Ben chuckles as he strokes Callum’s cock, “I think I need to be in control.”

Callum nods dutifully and Ben moves back, rocking his ass on Callum’s dick, letting it slide between his cheeks so that both the shaft and his hole are completely covered in lube.

He’s going to have to change these sheets first thing in the morning.

“Can you just, hold the base so it’s steady, right?” Ben asks, arching up on his knees.

Callum does as asked, using his other hand to help Ben steady some, or maybe just an excuse to touch him.

Ben moves against the blunt head of Callum’s cock and groans, feels it stretching him just to take that.

“Fuck, fuckkkkk,” Ben moans as he keeps pressing until finally the head pops past his tight ring.

he can feel his hole stretched taut, muscles trying to close but unable to thanks to the girth keeping him open.

Ben hears Callum hiss in pleasure and he slaps a hand on his chest.

“Just, gimme a minute to adjust, shit...”

“Just take it slow, we don’t have to do this right now if you don’t want.”

“I want, I very much bloody want Callum.”

“Okay, I just don’t want ya getting hurt.”

“Trust me, I know my limits.  I’m not taking it all tonight, by far.  I gotta work up to that.  So lucky you, I’m gonna need a lot of practice.”

They both laugh at that, smiling and kissing as Ben adjusts to the intrusion.

Over the next five or ten minutes Ben slowly works more of Callum’s impressive length inside him, until he’s about halfway.

“Halfway, yeah?  Fuck, that name was more apt than I thought.”

Callum rolls his eyes at that, giving Ben a little pat on the bum too.

“Ok, I think this is about all I can take, roll over?”

They exchange positons, Callum over Ben now, still inside him, the movement making them both moan.

“OK, ok, take your hand and put it here,” Ben says, making Callum grab his own dick about two inches from where it’s lodged in Ben.

“Just, keep your hand there and you can fuck me, with that much of your dick.  I can take that much right now, just, try not to do any more than that okay?”

“Are you sure?”

“If it’s too much I’ll stop you.  Just, trust me Callum.”

Callum does, and he bends down to lay a kiss on Ben’s lips before drawing back out and going back in.

Ben’s so incredibly tight that Callum can barely stand it.

Callum is so incredibly large that Ben thinks he might cum on the spot.

The strokes are slow and measured, cautious, but Ben’s thankful for it because he feels split open on every thrust.

The burn is intense, but with Callum’s girth he can’t help but drag over Ben’s prostate with every thrust in and out which offsets it all with bursts of white hot pleasure.

Ben loses time for a while, the pleasure and stretch and the feel of Callum’s hand on his hip to ground him swirling together.

Callum is careful never to go past the limit Ben set, evne as he speeds up, his own hunger growing.

“I think I got a hang of where the limit is.  I’m gonna take off my hand okay?”

Ben barely evne hears him but he nods.

Callum starts really plowing him then, but he’s not getting more than he had before, just faster, harder.

Ben’s eyes roll up into the back of his head as Callum really doesn’t even need skill at this point, he just has to press into Ben and he’s a moaning, mewling mess.

A low whine breaks from Ben’s throat, turning into a high pitched Keen as Callum lifts his ankles over his shoudlers and really starts hitting him deep.

“More, gimme more.  I wwant that big fucking cock Callum!”

“No Ben, you said to be cautious.  You aren’t taking all of me tonight.”

“PLease, I need ti fuck!”

“No.”

Ben is begging for it like a cockslut after that, almost crying for Callum to give him all of it, but Callum never does, and later Ben will be thankful for that since he’d be wrecked if he tried to take it all tonight.

So lost in pleasure is Ben that he doesn’t evne notice his orgasm sneaking up, only that his own pleasure is building higher and higher.

Callum’ groaning and grunting and the sunds and the feel and all of it just becomes too much and Ben is coming untouched, screaming as the orgasm rocks his body.

His hole is practically convulsing, but it’s so filled by Callum it can’t barely move, which seems to create a feedback loop of sensations that drives the orgams on longer, milking Callums’ cock.

“Fuck, Ben!” Callum spills over then, the pressure on his cock too much as he pumps Ben full.

They both collapse after that, a tangled mess of limbs, sweaty and sticky bodies clinging together as they try to catch their breath.

Its about five minutes before either of them can speak, but finally Ben manages “I feel like I’ve been impaled.”

There’s a soft laugh after it though so Callum doesn’t worry too much.

“Was it...  good for ya?” Callum asks, still out of breath.

Ben turns to Callum with slightly glazed eyes.  “If it were any better I think I might have passed on.  I’d be in one of those pine boxes of yours tomorrow.  Here lies Ben Mitchell, fucked to death by Callum Highway’s massive fucking prick.”

“Shut up!”  Callum shoves Ben playfully.

“Ben’s entire insides had been rearranged by that monster cock.  Reports say Mr. Highway was arrested for smuggling a lethal weapon in his pants.”

Callum hides his face, laughing more than he has in years, feeling lighter and better than he has either.

And Ben, Ben feels so fucked out that hes not sure he can work tomorrow.

He might not evne be able to walk

“Seriously, they should knight your cock Callum, for services to the country.”

“It’s only serving one man now.”

“I will gladly be the sheathe for your blade good knight, the throne for your-”

“Ben, shut up.”

Ben smiles, kisses Callum.  He can get used to this.

#ballum #ben mitchell #callum highway #mine #my fic #headcanons #fanfic #benway

[spnfanficpond]

July Angel Fish Awards

Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words.

The monthly Angel Fish Awards are peer-nominated, meaning ANYONE IN THE POND CAN NOMINATE ANY POND MEMBER’S FIC. While the Pond was founded to support the Guppies, everyone in this community deserves to be showered with love and feedback, and we hope that by opening this up as a Pond wide system, we’ll be able to share the love as far as it can go.

NOTE: WE’VE BEEN HAVING OCCASIONAL PROBLEMS WITH ASKS GOING MISSING. Please use the Submit button when submitting your nominations and make sure you’re signed into Tumblr or your URL won’t show. (If the form asks for your name and email address, then you’re not signed in.) If you like, you can also send a message to Michelle or Mana to check and make sure we got your submission.

WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERE ARE JULY’S ANGEL FISH AWARDS!

Nominated by @manawhaat

Sanctuary (oneshot) by @idreamofplaid

I am in love with the way this starts. This sacred space that has been created, and Dean’s part in it, is so sweet and pure. It just radiates warmth and good energy and gives me all the happy feels! And then Sam comes into play and there’s a deep level of sensuality that just oozes into you as you read and the way this flows as an almost spiritual sexual encounter could have easily been overdone, but you were able to pull back just enough to be in the sweet spot and give Sam and this kind of sex the care that it needs. Kudos, my friend! 

Shoot (oneshot) by @winchesterswoonathon

This entire story and the way these characters interact with each other is incredibly organic. It’s the Jo and the John we know are there but don’t get to see on the show. It’s poetic and sexy and risky and wrong but in all the right ways. There’s such a good balance in all of this and I seriously fucking love it! 

Stitches (oneshot) by @mrswhozeewhatsis

UGH THIS FIC GIVES ME THE CHILLS! Like Dean’s sewing, there is so much care and attention to detail in this story. It’s done right. It’s done with grace. The glimpse we see is one we don’t see on the show, but it’s impossible to believe anything other than the history that Michelle has created for Dean. And weaving that backstory into his experiences the way she does is fucking seamless and stabs you in the goddamn heart and murders you in the middle of the aisle in fucking Walmart. But like, in a good way. 

Good Intentions (drabble) by @atc74

This fic is from Dean’s POV and it is raw and honest and powerful and vulnerable and pissed off and heartbreaking in all the ways that he is. This is a story told in a very appropriate way for Dean and it’s a great capture of such a layered character! 

Nominated by @bookshido 

The Last Time by @thegirlwhorunswithwinchesters 

So, I knew that I wanted to nominate this piece and this author as soon as I helped beta this fic because it reminded me so much of a story I’d see come from a Big Fish. Like, I only had one comment for the whole piece when I was looking it over and that wasn’t even a big change. This author works so hard and writes with a level of skill I don’t see a lot out there except from some of the most expert writers, and English isn’t even her first language! She writes consistently, is dedicated, and is super sweet to boot! If anyone deserves this award, she deserves to be recognized among the other winners.

Nominated by @mrswhozeewhatsis 

Come Tomorrow, Feel No Pain by @mere-mortifer 

Considering this is their first SPN fic, EVER, it’s unbelievable!! There’s everything you could ever want in a Dean fic, right here! Totally blown away!

Nominated by @erins-culinary-service

Underworld’s Hero (series) by @flamencodiva

I love this sequel and getting the chance to see things through Illiara’s eyes and I’m living for the slow burn!

Don’t Run (oneshot) by @flamingcodiva

Her first A/B/O fic and its so good! It’s angsty and the reader is so stubborn can’t wait to see where it goes 

Fake Yours (series) by @supernatural-jackles​  

I binge read this in one night, but i just couldn’t stop reading. It’s such a sweet AU and the interactions between Dean and the reader are just so fluffy and cute!

Wrong Number (series) @supernatural-jackles​

My eyes were not only blessed with this first part but with 2 more parts after! I love that this takes place before the show even officially starts. Dean is such a gentleman as always. If you haven’t read it yet you’re missing out. 

When You Least Expect It (series) by @coffee-obsessed-writer

I don’t usually read Jensen fics, but I love this one! There’s so much happening with the ex’s and between the reader and Jensen all with a spotify playlist to go along with it.

Nominated by @thelittleredwhocould

Stitches (oneshot) by @mrswhozeewhatsis 

If you want to cry, this is the fic for you. I love the imagery Michelle conjures of little Dean learning how to sew and how he applies that skill through his life.

Married at First Sight (series) by @saxxxology 

I adore this little series. There’s only 2 parts but I could definitely read 100 parts. It’s just such an interesting idea for a game show and the addition of one Sam Winchester only makes it better.

Captivated (series) by @saxxxology 

This is one of my favorite series ever. Only 10 parts are on Tumblr rn. It wasn’t getting much interaction, so Saxxy decided to keep the rest to her Patreon for now. Y’all should go show it some love.

Wrong Number (series) @supernatural-jackles 

This fic is super cute. While the idea of calling a strange man scares me to death, Dean makes it 1000x less scary. The idea of Dean’s voice on the other end of the phone…

Fake Yours (series) by @supernatural-jackles  

I’m a sucker for fake relationship fics and this is definitely a good one. Dean makes such a good fake boyfriend.

I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind)  (series) by @teamfreewill-imagines  

This will always be one of my favorite series. I love how what was a little smutty thing has developed into this lovely story of a girl finding a family (can Jensen and Danneel please adopt me??)

Guise (series) by @crispychrissy 

I haven’t read beyond the first part of this series but I’m so excited to read the next few parts and learn all the crazy things it seems Chrissy has planned. I love throwing a “monster” reader in with the boys.

Her Saviours (series) by @bamby0305 

I will never not recommend this series rewrite. Amber is doing an excellent job working the A/B/O dynamics and the reader into the plot of the show.

Cat and Mouse (oneshot) by @bamby0305 

This. Is. My. Jam. I fucking love Meg and this fic is just so dark and gritty and good.

You Never Say Red (oneshot) by @fictionalabyss 

Gimme all the soft Dom!Sam and aftercare. Sam is the sweetest bby.

Thank you all for the awesome work and great feedback!

As with the BFAs, these are not actual awards! This system is set up so everyone in the pond has a chance to share the love and promote a fic/author that has grabbed your attention. The more people that participate, and the more everyone remembers to submit their own fics after posting, the better this will be :D

THANK YOU ALL AGAIN, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!

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[louu-7]

everything i don’t know

on wattpad

CHAPTER 2:

“So, girls, how was your day?” Ask my father while cutting a piece of meat and looking at me like I did something bad.

I do my best to ignore it when my mom starts talking about her meetings and boring business calls that she gets all along the day. She’s financial manager, so she’s got to manage a lot of things in the business. She works for a luxurious brand of clothes so, we can say that she earn a good living.

It’s the same for my father, he’s the leader of the vineyard of the island. Yes, the whole island. This is why he wants all of us to be perfect; because he’s got influence everywhere in this land.

“It was pretty basic for me,” Alyssa shrug. “I study a little and got a trip with some friends to shop and gossip.”

“What about you, darling?” Dad insists, and I look up toward him while shrug at my turn. “I studied a lot, and I also read, that’s basically what I’m doing everyday so…”

“Lucy told me that you were at the beach this morning.”

I raise some vegetables to my mouth and swallow before respond that I came back before lunch.

“And nothing happened?”

“Go ahead dad... I know when you want to reproach me for something. I did nothing bad I can promi-”

“So what happened with this pogue and Nate?” Isaac intervenes with an air of superiority. “Nothing.”

They all look at me while I’m dropping my fork and frown. Let’s fight again, against everyone single one of them, just because we’re gonna mention the pogues. My mom and Alyssa seem more surprise, they certainly don’t know what happened, contrary to my Dad and Isaac...

“They were beating him up.”

“But it was a pogue, that was none of your business young girl.” Mom tell me off and I raise my eyebrows. “I couldn’t just walk away without saying anything, I’m not a monster.”

“You are by talking and helping them.” Isaac hurl me and my father agree by nodding. “No I’m not, you are by letting Nate beating him up like he-”

“We are doing our best to keep you away from them and you always find a way to approach them!” Yell my father with a strong voice, making me shiver. “OK, I think I’m gonna go.” I answer with a quiet voice before leaving the table to quickly climb the stairs and prevent myself from letting my tears flow.

I enter in my room and lock my door so they just leave me alone. As usual they’re all together, and they know how I am, I’m not like these people who just let things happen when they can act, even more in this kind of situation. I still can remember of the violence of the punches that this pogue received, all for nothing, he was just doing his job, I guess.

I let myself fall in my bed and grab the book that I’m reading lately, Dark Romance by Penelope Douglas. This is a real masterpiece; it’s beautiful, deep and the title is a reflection of the story. I love it, and it allows me to escape from this suffocating lifestyle that my Dad imposes to me. Anyway I recommend it to anyone who likes romance.

Moreover, it’s in fact impossible for me to keep in close contact with someone given that my father is overprotecting me even tho I don’t need to be so protected by anyone.

I don’t think anybody know me for real, I don’t even know myself for real because of this constant acting around my family who wants me to act perfectly, to dress like a princess and to feel good when I’m low.

I start reading, under the warmth of my sheets, and with my subdue bed-side lamp which is giving to the room a cozy atmosphere that I could live in for days if I hadn’t to eat, drink or go to the bathroom… it’s the best feeling ever to be here, alone, with music in background, while imagining the story of this crazy novel in my head.

Someone suddenly knock at my door, so I let out a slight sigh before getting out of my bed to unlock and open it. Alyssa’s standing here, looking at me and obviously waiting for me to let her in.

“Well…” I whisper before let her by. “You have to gimme an explanation T, because I understand that you’re young and want to break the rules, but you can’t break this rule.” “Are you kidding me… I didn’t break any rules I just wanted to help him.”

“But you knew that Dad would just get out of his mind. When are you gonna see that he can’t stands them?”

“Oh because you thought that I didn’t notice?” I ask acidly while turning towards her. “You weren’t there instead of me, none of you were. He was lying on the floor, with nobody to defend him and-”

“And you thought “why wouldn’t I help him”, uh? Why? Because of this family, you have to keep your reputation as clean as possible.”

I grit my teeth as she sits on my couch, looking at me, her regard full of reproaches. I shrug and walk to the bed to sit next to her, flatly and sighting again, of exhaustion.

“I’m not like you.”

“I know. Come here.”

She wrap me in her arms and I put my head on her shoulder while looking at the pictures in my mind which are reminding me of the violence of Nate. He’s such an asshole, I understand why I never could stand by him…

“Les talk ‘bout you. How was it?”

She take off her arm of my shoulders to put her look on me. Her eyes are sparkling and she starts to grin, so I can guess that her date turned pretty well. Alyssa isn’t always the best sister, but she’s the best sister that I could’ve have.

We’re not talking about everything like others, and we’re more arguing than hugging and saying “i love you”, but I think our relation is improving a lot lately. She’s talking to me, and even if I’m not opening up a lot because I am the way I am, we’ve never been this close, and I finally can count on someone in this house.

“He was well dressed, and his perfume was… captivating, he was just handsome, and he’s gentleman and kind, and-”

“Got it, he’s perfect. Your Prince Charming. I’m jealous now, you’re happy?”

I let out a little laugh before moving backward in my bed so I can lean against the headboard, and she do the same while taking one of my fluffy pillow to play with.

“You don’t have to, you’re beautiful, and in my opinion, you’re smarter than Isaac and me, but don’t say it to him, he’s gonna go nuts.” She laughs at her turn. “And you’re the only one who seems to understand me so, thank you.” I timidly smile at her before putting back my head on her shoulder.

She’s so sweet with me lately, and I’m so grateful for her to come with me, and talk to me.

“Look, I understand why you think the pogues are good people. They seem to be cool, and chill, and just normal people, but, kooks can be too. I’m not supposed to say that to you, but there is this guy, dark-haired, green eyes and kind of… really tall, she let out another laugh while describing him.”

I frown and turn towards her, who the hell is she trying to describe to me… I keep on searching, in my mind, but I don’t think I know him…

“Oh! Kyle!” I shout out and a big smile take possession of my lips.

Alyssa burst out laughing in front of my reaction of me actually remember a boy that I only talk once, and I shrug after a moment.

“What’s wrong ‘bout him? He never got in troubles, and of what I can remember, he’s pretty smart.”

“He came talk to me once, and he asked if you had a boyfriend or if I thought that he could try his luck with-”

“What? With me? But we don’t even know each other!”

“Yeah I know! So I was like, are you sure, because you should get to know her before ask her on a date or something, and he was like yeah, you right, and I just left.”

“You left like, what? You just let him here?”

I burst out laughing by imagining the scene, and my dear sister just living him alone without giving him some tips or something.

“I think you saved my life by the way. I mean, Kyle’s a good man, he’s sweet and everything but, he’s too predictable.”

“Yeah, and, between us, even if his cute, there’s better. And he seems to be really into school, and class, and lesson you know. I knew it wasn’t your style.”

“Thank you, I confirm, you saved my life from getting out with a boring boy. No offense for him but… you know what I mean.” We laugh and I finish by completely laying on my bed, looking at the white ceiling.

“So, with mom, for tomorrow, she told me to say that your shopping session’s gonna wait a little more… I’m sorry, if you really wanna go I’ll go with you, and it could be great, that we hang out together like… more than now.”

She looks down at me and I prevent myself from becoming unpleasant with her, it’s not her fault, it’s Mom’s, but I was so happy that she proposed me to hang out just both of us that I just feel like she’s giving up on me, as usual.

“No, it’s OK, don’t change your plans for me, it’s nothing. I don’t need someone to be with me like a little girl.”

“T if I propose to you it’s that I wanna go with you, we never do anything together, and lately we’ve been so close. C’mon, say yes to your perfect sister to hang out with her!”

She spreads herself on me while looking at me with an imploring regard, and I can’t avoid the smile which is drawing out on my lips. I look down at her green eyes that are staring at me tirelessly and accept by nodding my head.

“Oh you’re the best! I love you my little sis, and I’m so sorry for the parents and Isaac because they’re acting like you’re doing wrong every time but I have to admit I wish I could be like you someti-”

“No you don’t. Aly you’re the one that mom idolize, how dare you to say that you wanna be like me?” I laugh and she shrugs, still laying on me. She’s clearly squashing me so much I can barely breath, but she’s so cute. “Wait, you already did shopping today. What are you gonna buy?”

“I don’t know, maybe nothing, I just wanna hang out with my baby sis, she answers with a cheesy voice that makes me snicker.”

“I’m not a baby! Stop calling me like that!” Both of us laugh and she sits up straight again the headboard.

~

“Ready to shop babe?”

“Of course I am, I dreamed of it last night.” I laugh while hurtle down the stairs to rejoin her. She smiles at me when I’m finally downstairs and observes my outfit. “No, you’re not gonna tell me how to dress because you’re supposed to be by my side, let’s go before someone stop me to tell me “Eh Thara, go to your room and take off all this pogue’s clothes”.”

“What, these aren’t pogue’s clothes.”

“Yes it is. For them. But it’s my clothes if we think ‘bout it. They bought ‘em for me, so why couldn’t I wear ‘em if I want.”

“Yeah, OK, let’s go.” She says, looking around us to make sure anyone’s here.

I open the door and we get a move on before the parents stop us, then we jump into the black car and ask the chauffeur to drive us to the mall. Eventually, I’m not that locked, even if they don’t wanna let me out without someone with me… I guess it’s OK, I can get out.

“Eh! You didn’t even tell me his name! So, what’s his name?”

“James.

“Ooh, James! Is it a kook? Yeah, of course it is. Is he good enough for you?”

“You know when you feel like it’s the good person, I really feel that when I’m with him, and he’s absolutely hand-”

“Handsomely, awesomely, truly magnificently amazing. I know. Oh, and I forgot, his perfume is life.”

“Yeah, that’s pretty much the best description for him.”

We laugh and continue to talk during all the ride, and we finish by arrived at the enormous mall. I think my parents never let me go there. I usually shop in the little boutiques of Figure Eight, not in this big mall where everything’s perfect and completely disproportionate. I like it, and I don’t like it either. I don’t know, it doesn’t reflect how I like to shop, but it’s maybe gonna be amazing, and moreover I’m with the best sis ever.

“Where do you wanna go first?”

“I don’t know, is there boutiques that could fit with my clothes in here?”

“Yeah sure, follow me. But before we go to Starbucks. I need my Caramel Machiatto.”

“And I need my Caramel Ribbon Crunch Frappuccino. Step one, gain weight to become whales. Everything’s good.”

#outerbanks #outer #banks #kook #pogue

[winterhawkkisses]

Bewitched, Bartered and Bewildered

A collaborative Winterhawk fic by @villainny, @flawedamythyst, @jenjo93, @enby-phoenix, @theproblemwithstardust, @aw-hawkeye-no, @loonyloopylisa and @whispering-sumire755

“It’s fine, Buck. We’ll figure it out.”

Bucky rolled his eyes. His time on the Avengers had been peppered with ridiculously weird shit, there was no question about it; aliens and monsters and sentient furniture ain’t even the half of it. But this broad, with her wild dark hair and her pendants and her herbs, this wasn’t exactly scary.

“What was it she said to you, exactly,” Tony asked, arms folded across his metal chest. “And not ‘vague gist’ exactly, Barnes, gimme at least a decent paraphrase, here.”

“She said I’d forget what was most important to me,” he said, and shrugged, then made an expansive gesture in Steve’s direction. “He’s right here.”

“Aaw,” Steve said, and clutched at his heart, his smile genuine and warm even if he was bein’ a punk. “Aaw, Buck, I love you too.” Bucky considered, for a moment, putting him in a headlock, but he got distracted when Barton ducked under the police tape and ran over to him, looking weirdly concerned for how vertical and uninjured Bucky obviously was.

“Barnes,” he said, moving in all close, “you okay?”

Bucky kind of startled, ‘cos on the other side of Bucky from Steve and the others, Barton had grabbed hold of his shirt, got it all rucked up by his hip.

“Woah,” he said, backing off, knocking Barton’s hand away. “Getting a little friendly there, Barton?”

The archer sent a quick look at Steve and the others, then back at Bucky, his face going through all kinds of expressions before he finally settled on confused.

“Sorry,” he said, “sorry. Just wanted to make sure the team was all fine.”

“Sure,” Bucky said, dismissive - it wasn’t like he even knew the guy that well. “Nothing happened.”

 It was all Clint could do to get back to his room in one piece, despite his entire world falling apart around him.

Sure, they’d been on the down-low, feeling out this relationship of theirs, seeing if it was a thing, before making it a thing-thing. It had made sense, yesterday.

Today? Today, it was gone.

Clint felt the air in his lungs rush out, in staggered, gasping breaths, unable to stop them. He shouldn’t be surprised; how could he expect to hold onto a relationship when he couldn’t even manage to breathe properly?

Getting a little friendly there, Barton?

The words, they were the worst kind of hurt. No, Clint corrected, they were the second worst kind of hurt; the honour of top spot rested solely with the look in Bucky’s eyes. That look, devoid of any expression beyond what the hell, that look that said Bucky had no wish to be that close to Clint, that hurt deeper than the words. Hurt deeper than the knife last week, or the bullet last year.

Bucky looked at Clint like he had way back when, when he didn’t know anyone, didn’t want to know anyone.

Clint didn’t want to admit it, but he had worked hard to get past that look, to think of himself as worth something again. To show Bucky that he was worth something. That together, they made something that was worth everything.

But now Clint was on his knees in his room, the bed still unmade from this morning, when he’d woken up in Bucky’s arms. He blinked at the sheets, before getting to his feet. He stormed to the bed, and pulled everything off of it. the pillows, the sheets, all of them fell to the floor. He then picked them up, ripping them apart, all the time screaming a wordless scream, from the depths of his soul.

He didn’t know what had happened to Bucky, but he wouldn’t stop until he found out.

  “What happened.”

Bucky jolted, a little. It wasn’t often he got startled, but the Black Widow somehow always managed sneak up on him. She was perched on the counter, and Bucky had no idea how he’d missed her. He gave her a look, one that said, don’t do that and I don’t know what you’re talking about.

“Something’s changed,” she said, disapproving in that subtle way of hers. “The past few days, you and Clint… what happened?”

Bucky scowled. “Nothing,” he said.

“It started when you came back from your last mission,” she said, insistent.

Bucky thought back. “When that fake witch pretended to curse me?” he said at last.

If he wasn’t looking for it, he would have missed the shift in her expression. “What did the witch say?” Black Widow asked, the room suddenly charged with a dangerous energy.

“I… That I’d forget what’s most important to me,” Bucky said, and she grimaced.

“So that’s it.”

“But I didn’t, I still remember-“

“You think you didn’t,” Nat said, cutting him off, “because you did, and you don’t know what you forgot.”

Bucky scowled at her again. “What’d I forget,” he said, not so much mad at her as with the realization that someone had been in his brain again, been deleting pieces of him and he hadn’t even known it this time.

“You forgot your boyfriend,” Nat said, scathing. “He’s heartbroken.”

That made Bucky take pause. Boyfriend. Someone actually… he had a boyfriend? “Who…” he started. Then, “Shit. Barton?”

Nat nodded. “Clint,” she told him.

  Now that Bucky knew something – someone – was missing, it seemed obvious. There was a Clint Barton shaped hole in his life. His sheets felt cold, and his nights were too quiet. There was an empty space in his dresser and a book he didn’t recognize on the second night table. The final straw was when he spotted a lone purple sock hiding under his bed.

It was strange knowing that only a few days ago Barton, Clint, was the most important person in his life. Now Bucky felt like he barely knew the man. It seemed so unlikely that they’d have anything in common, a brainwashed supersoldier and a human who thought sticks and string made a decent weapon. Yet the more Bucky pushed, the more it felt like his mind was going to unravel.

He swore, curling in on himself, no longer in the mood for completing his morning pushups. No wonder they had seemed more difficult than usual. His morning routine was probably different now that he shared it with someone else.

When did they get together? How?

And Clint. Fuck. Bucky hadn’t seen him in days.

Rolling to his feet, Buck considered searching the tower, finding Clint and explaining everything to him. Or maybe that would make it worse. What if Clint didn’t return his feelings? Though running and hiding made it seem like they had both been on the same page.

Then Bucky had brushed him off and ignored him.

“Fuck.” He tugged at his hair. “Hey, FRIDAY?”

“How can I help, Sergeant Barnes?” the disembodied voice asked.

“Can you give me Barton, Clint’s, location?”

FRIDAY was silent for a moment, then said, “It would appear Agent Barton has left the tower.”

Immediately, Bucky was tugging on a shirt and reaching for his tac vest. Hell, he may not have memories of the guy, but his brain was already switching to high alert, like this was a common reaction.

“Where is he?” Bucky grabbed the pistol out of his bedside drawer, then hesitated when he couldn’t locate his rifle beneath the couch.

“FRIDAY, where’s my rifle?”

“Agent Barton suggested the gun locker in the closet would be a more suitable place for it,” FRIDAY said.

Bucky froze. The amount of trust he must have placed in Barton was unbelievable. He didn’t even move his guns for Steve.

Once he had his weapons in place (he’d snagged the unfamiliar set of throwing knives out of the gun locker, guessing they were probably Barton’s), Bucky took the stairs to the roof.

He sighed when his palm print was denied, then flicked on the communications. “Stark, I’m gonna need your access codes for the quinjet.”

“Woah Robocop. Where are you going in such a hurry?”

“Barton’s missing. And my gut is telling me he went after the witch.” Bucky blinked. Right. He had no idea where that came from, but it did seem like the kind of thing Clint would do.

His head throbbed as the fake memories warred with the real ones. He almost missed the harsh curse, followed by Natasha saying, “Stay there. I’m coming with you.”

  Hunting the witch down had been easy compared with getting her to undo whatever she’d done to Bucky.

She just laughed as Clint held an arrow steadily pointed at her. “You think you can threaten me?”

“I think I’m the last guy anyone wants as an enemy,” he said, through gritted teeth. “Look, lady, you’ve had your fun. Just give it up now and I’ll let you go.”

The memory of the way Bucky’s eyes had passed over him at breakfast was engraved in his mind, casual and uninterested, as if Clint were little more than the toaster or the coffee pot. Before, he used to linger on his face, sending him a quick wink if the others weren’t looking and sometimes pressing a sneaky foot against Clint’s, under the table.

The witch tipped her head to one side with interest. “And what if I want more from you than that? What will you bargain with?”

Anything. Everything. Clint hadn’t realised just how much this thing with Bucky meant to him until it was abruptly gone. “What do you want?” he asked, and her smile bloomed into a grin.

“If he gets the most important thing to him back, then you should lose the most important thing to you.”

“What would be the point if I just forget him instead?”

She shook her head. “Oh no, not that. I want your foundation. The thing you’ve built your identity on, World’s Greatest Marksman. The man who never misses. And I want you to remember what you’ve lost, every single time you miss a target.”

Clint hesitated, and then was distracted as a quinjet descended from the clouds, coming in to land near them. His heart leapt in his chest, because if Bucky had realised he was missing and come after him, then it wasn’t too late. They could get what they’d had back, if there was the slightest kernel still there.

It was Natasha that jumped out of the quinjet before it was fully landed though, shouting Clint’s name in fury.

Clint swallowed back his disappointment, and looked at the witch. He only had a split-second to make this decision before Natasha got close enough to stop him.

He lowered his bow. “Do it.”

  Just as Bucky hopped from the quinjet, it came over him in crashing waves. Sticky-static false memories peeled away, uncluttering his mind, and more, because the witch had taken away so much more than he realized. His knees almost buckled with the onslaught of emotion.

Late nights spent talking about nonsensical things, or, sometimes, when the shadows were more like dancing ashen pitch, and haunting embers burned his scream-stained throat, they talked about their nightmares. Clint would crack some stupid joke in the middle of Bucky crying like a baby, and a laugh would manage its way through all that salt-water brine, as he clung to the body of a man who felt so much like hope. They did little things, dates, movies in the common room, walks in the middle of the afternoon when everything was all sun-warm, liquid-gold, still figuring it out (that’s stupid, there was nothing to figure out, the moment they’d gotten close like that, the moment Bucky found love and haven and happiness in those starlight eyes, it’d been set in stone). How on earth could he forget that? any of it?

And the feelings were so intense, he got swept up in their tide, his throat tightening, heart clenching, vision tunnelled on Clint, on the way he took a shaky step back, nocked an arrow, aimed at the smirking witch, and shot. Nearly point-blank, and wide by a mile. The witch didn’t even garner a scratch.

“No,” he heard Natasha plea, growl, in front of him, before full-tilting into a sprint toward the woman, all knives and firing guns, but the witch disapparated before she could unleash her fury, find her vengeance, and she was left standing there, panting, blood-thirsty, impotent and unsated.

  “What did you do?”

“Didn’t do anything,” Clint said. He clutched his bow with numb fingers, staring at the second arrow, the one he had dropped the moment the witch vanished. “She got away.”

“Clint.” Natasha’s voice held a soft pleading note, and for a moment Clint wondered if there was something wrong with his aids. She placed a hand on his chin, tried to force him to meet her gaze. “We came to stop you from doing something stupid. Please tell me you didn’t do anything stupid.”

“We?” Clint tore his eyes away from the ground to look over Natasha’s shoulder. A knot twisted in his stomach when he saw Bucky by the quinjet. “You had Barnes fly you?”

“It was his idea to come after you,” Natasha said, and God, did that hurt. It hurt like a knife to the gut, like a snapped bowstring whipping him across the cheek. Clint didn’t move as Bucky closed the distance between them. He couldn’t speak, couldn’t breathe, and then Bucky’s hands were on him –

“You fucking idiot,” Bucky whispered, pulling Clint against him and kissing him roughly. “What were you thinking going after the witch by yourself?”

“Was thinking I’d do anything to have this again,” Clint replied, and laughed as Bucky began to kiss along his neck. “You remember?”

“Knew something was missing,” Bucky mumbled, and Clint shuddered because it hurt. It hurt like falling, like his back slamming into concrete after a building crumbled beneath his feet. “I knew something was missing and I had to find you. And just now, the moment I saw you, it all came rushing back. I’m so sorry, Clint.”

“Clint, what did you do to make Bucky remember?” Natasha’s voice broke through the moment, and Bucky took a step back to examine Clint’s expression.

“Please tell me the only stupid thing you did was go after the witch,” Bucky said.

“I didn’t do anything stupid,” he said, fighting to swallow the bile clawing its way up his throat. He rolled his eyes when Bucky raised a skeptical brow. “Well, I didn’t do anything else that was stupid. Cross my heart.”

Bucky’s face broke into a wide grin. He bent over to retrieve the arrow, twirled it between his metal fingers.

“Last thing I remember is promising you a blow job if you could beat my latest record on the range.” He handed the arrow to Clint, who accepted it without a word.

“Let’s go home so you can show me how it’s done, Hawkeye.”

  Clint couldn’t sleep. He stood in the range shooting arrow after arrow. Each shot was off by millimeters, probably not enough for the average person to notice, but enough for Clint.

So he had lost the title of World’s Greatest Marksman. He told himself it was worth it for the look in Bucky’s eyes, the way he had held him tight, his place back in Bucky’s bed. And it wasn’t like he was worthless to the team now, he was still hitting close to the bullseye. What was a few millimeters when you were aiming for the heart anyway?

He still couldn’t convince himself to go back to bed.

It was almost a relief when the call to assemble came. Maybe he could work out some of his frustrations without Bucky knowing anything was wrong. And Clint could prove to himself once and for all that he was still useful. That he hasn’t lost his most important skill.

The Avengers arrived at the scene of Doom trying to take over yet again. Didn’t this guy learn anything? At least taking out his Doombots had become routine by this point.

Clint chose his perch and had Iron Man drop him off after a quick squeeze from Bucky’s hand. He drew back and aimed at the first Doombot, and missed by millimeters.

Uh-oh.

He drew back again, barely missing another.

Clint shot arrow after arrow, he couldn’t hear the noise from his teammates through the panic flowing through him. Every single shot missed.

This looked bad.

 "Hey Clint," Sam said over comms, his voice ratcheting up through the octaves as he spoke, "you wanna maybe get these assholes off my back?"

"I - " His hands were shaking, an infinitesimal tremor that still managed to throw him even further off. "I'm out of arrows. I'm going hand to hand. Bucky -"

"Rifle's in the jet," Bucky snapped out. "Tony -"

"Clench up, loser," Tony said, swooping low, "we're going shopping."

Clint tucked his bow carefully out of sight behind an air duct and fumbled out his knives; they were balanced for throwing but he figured they could make a decent dent.

The first Doombot went down to a low spinning kick, stayed down after Clint shoving a knife right through its chest, his shooting gloves protecting him from the worst of the sparks. Didn't help with punching, though, and he almost broke his hand on the next 'bot. It was a wild relief, though, to still have this, to have one part of his diligent training and practicing still pay off. He was nothing compared to Tasha, of course, didn't have the strength or speed of a supersoldier, but he could make do with skill for this fight, at least.

Tried not to think about what would happen after that.

It wasn't a long fight, but it was enough to exhaust Clint down to the bone, using different muscle-groups for longer than he usually trained for. He had bruises on top of bruises, and he pretended to doze off in the back of the quinjet, then headed straight for the shower when they landed at the tower. It was always his routine, followed by a coffee and something to eat, followed by sleep.  

It wasn't much of a surprise that Steve was waiting for him in the kitchen when he came out, looking at the quiver he'd left hooked over a chair.

Steve looked up at him, his expression almost hurt.

"I thought you ran out of arrows," he said, and Clint fumbled for words, his lips frozen.

"I. Yeah, I lied," he said.

A flare of anger, then, and Clint almost ducked, reflexive. A muscle twitched in Steve's jaw as he visibly held onto his control.

"Can't say I'm not disappointed," he said, and no, that was way worse than a body blow. "In combat situations -"

"It was irresponsible, I get it. I mean. I don't have a badge and gun," Clint said, and then he swallowed hard and walked over to grab his bow, laying on the table with a gentle click. "So I guess I'll have to give you this instead."

"What?"

"I quit." He wasn't sure what his face was doing, but it made Steve wince. He took a deep breath and then tried for a smile again, wobbled a little closer to it this time, before he turned and headed for the door.

"Clint."

Shit. Clint ducked his head, hunched his shoulders, walked a little faster like that would do anything to deter a supersoldier.

Metal fingers closing around his wrist really shouldn't make it hurt in his chest.

"Clint, sweetheart, what did you do?"

He shrugged. "Something stupid, I guess." He lifted his head, met steel-gray eyes with his own. "And absolutely worth it."

Clint pretty much stopped smiling after he quit the team.

Bucky had let himself believe things could be perfect. After they’d left the witch behind and got back to the Tower, Clint had followed him back to his bedroom and Bucky had thought he was going to get to have this, now that he knew just how important it was to him. He was going to get to be happy, and to see Clint be happy, and the only price to pay was going to be Tony’s bad jokes now he knew there was a relationship to tease them about.

But that wasn’t how it worked for him. Any time anything good came his way, it wasn’t allowed to last before something fucked up happened to crush it.

Clint was still in his bed, in his life, but he was like a shadow now. He’d packed up all his arrows, put all his bows in storage, and then he’d just...drifted. Bucky hadn’t really paid attention to how much time Clint spent at the range, or in the gym, until he was doing neither, and was just curling up on the sofa under a blanket for whole days at a time instead.

“Come spar with me,” he asked, but Clint just shook his head, settling deeper into the sofa cushions.

“No point,” he said. “Not my job any more.”

He was clearly trying to sound blasé about that, but Bucky could hear the sorrow in his voice. It made him want to wrap Clint up and kiss him until he smiled, it made him want to punch everything that had ever made Clint sad, starting with that damn witch, and it made him want to howl with rage at the unfairness of a universe that would let something this shitty happen to someone like Clint, who didn’t deserve even a fraction of it.

None of that was going to do a damn bit of good, though. As much time as Bucky spent holding Clint close and kissing him, he never quite managed a real smile, and it was pretty clear that that alone wasn’t going to solve anything.

The fact that Clint had traded something this important to him in exchange for Bucky’s memories of them together, made Bucky’s breath catch whenever he let himself dwell on it too much. He didn’t see that a relationship with a guy like Bucky, who had been put through the wringer enough to be more than a little frayed around the edges, was worth Clint losing anything, let alone his marksmanship.

That had been Clint’s choice, though, and he had to respect that, even if he didn’t understand it. Fuck, he was glad to get his memories back, though. Holding Clint in his arms at night and knowing he was his was just about the best thing ever.

“Plenty of people who aren’t Avengers still spar,” said Bucky. “C’mon, we always have fun, don’t we?”

Clint just shrugged a shoulder, not taking his eyes off the TV. “I’m fine here.”

Bucky gave up, and went to spar with Steve instead.

“I haven’t seen much of Clint,” said Steve, towelling off once they were done. “Can you let him know he’s still welcome in the communal areas, even if he’s not on the team? He’s still our friend.”

Bucky shrugged. “I’ll tell him,” he said. “Not sure he’ll hear me.” He hesitated, but pretending everything was hearts and flowers was pointless. “He’s not taking this whole thing so well. He doesn’t really know what to do with himself.”

Steve frowned in thought, then sighed. “I wish I had an answer for it,” he said, which was pretty much what Bucky thought about four hundred times a day. “It’s just his marksmanship, right? Maybe Fury needs a hand-to-hand instructor for his recruits.”

“That would be good,” said Bucky. “I think he needs to remember that he’s still useful, still got a purpose.”

“Make sure he comes to team dinner tomorrow,” said Steve. “I’ll talk to Fury, see what he says.”

Bucky nodded, already feeling better. This had to help, right?

It didn’t. Clint didn’t wait for Steve to finish detailing Fury’s offer before he was shaking his head.

“No way,” he said,. “I’m not taking some pity offer.”

“It’s not pity to offer an expert in hand-to-hand combat a job teaching it,” said Steve.

Clint snorted and looked over at Natasha. “Hey, Nat, remember what Fury said the one time they thought it was a good idea for me to coach some of the junior agents in marksmanship?”

“That was different,” said Natasha. “You weren’t taking it seriously, and you were still pissed over the thing in Sarajevo.”

Clint shook his head. “He said that if anyone ever let me near a class of agents again, in any capacity, he’d have them court-martialed. He had Coulson put it in the official regs.”

“What did you do?” asked Bucky, because that seemed like an excessive reaction but he’d seen some of Clint’s pranks, and he went big every time.

Clint threw him a smirk that was nothing but a pale reflection of the blinding grin he’d had last time he’d told Bucky about one of his more elaborate pranks. “Technically, that’s classified. Fury had it slapped with Level Nine status to stop anyone hearing about it and thinking it sounded like a good idea.”

“Okay, now I need to know about it,” said Tony. “JARVIS, hack SHIELD’s servers and find the report, will you?”

“Yes, Sir,” said JARVIS as Steve sighed, then clearly gave up on trying to stop Tony wandering through all the classified and top-secret documents he felt like. Instead, he focused back on Clint.

“Natasha’s right. That sounds like it was a one-off, whereas this is an offer of a full-time position.”

Clint shook his head. “A position he technically can’t offer me. All teaching positions must be held by full SHIELD agents of Level Six or higher.”

Bucky nudged his foot with his own under the table. “You’re Level Eight, aren’t you?”

Clint looked at him, and for a moment, before the shutters went down again, Bucky caught a glimpse of hollow desperation. “I was Level Eight,” he corrected. “Level Eight means being able to get a minimum marksmanship score of 45 out of 50. How many do you think I’d get right now?”

“Fury’s willing to waive that, due to extenuating circumstances,” said Steve.

“Exactly,” said Clint. “It’s a pity offer. No thanks.” He stood up, abandoning his dinner half-eaten.

“Clint,” said Bucky, reaching for him, but Clint ducked out of his grasp.

“I’ll see you later,” he said, and disappeared.

“Fuck,” said Tony, which Bucky thought summed it up pretty well.

Clint kept telling himself everything was gonna be okay. Mostly in Bucky's voice, too, 'cos that was what he said to him, whispered into his hair every night before they went to sleep. He wasn't sure when the transition point had been, when Bucky had officially moved into his apartment, but he was there all the time now. Pressing kisses to Clint's skin, and treating him gently like this had made him even more breakable, like now he wasn't an Avenger -

He started taking his aids out, pretending to be asleep when Bucky came to bed, just to make him stop.

See, Hawkeye was the bit of him that was useful to people. Clint was the part they put up with until they needed a marksman. Some day, pretty soon, they were gonna do a cost/benefit analysis and realise that all they were left with was cost.

So he was trying, doing his best to stay out of the team's way - mostly staying holed up in their rooms, pretending to be asleep until Bucky was breathing slow and regular and then wandering around the tower in the dark, empty hours like he could pretend the place was still a little bit his.

Clint kept telling himself everything was gonna be okay. Curled over in the range and whispering it into the fabric covering his knees, repeating it in rhythm with his breaths as a way to keep them from getting too short.

"You okay?" Bucky asked him, worried eyes, the palm of his hand cupping Clint's cheek, and it was easy to put on a smile when they were so close like this that the rest of the world didn't have to exist.

"I'm okay," Clint said. "Everything's gonna be okay." And he tried not to hold on too goddamn tight when Bucky pulled him into his arms.

See, it was worth it. Clint'd make the same choice every time, without question, without hesitation, even knowing how this felt.

He just - he wasn't sure that Bucky would.

It was a morning just like any other, the tipping point. Clint rolled over in bed and the empty sheets were warm, beside him, like Bucky had only just left. He could hear something, muffled, and winced when he fitted his aids, dialling them down until the Avengers alarm was back to bearable levels.

The lights, though, they weren't flashing. It was something JARVIS had started, and FRIDAY had continued - a way of alerting him when he was deaf, making sure he was ready to answer the call. Made sense they wouldn't do it any more, the cold logic of AIs, but Clint and logic had never exactly got on and the steady lights in his bedroom made sure to highlight all his flaws to him, show him exactly how useless he was.

When the Avengers returned to the tower Clint was sitting at the kitchen table, his fingers twisted together tight. Bucky's face lit up when he saw him, like Clint was more than the nothing he'd become, and it kinda broke his heart to say it but there was no question that it needed to be said.

"Um," he said. "Thanks for the hospitality, guys, but I should probably move back out to Bed-Stuy."

“No,” said Bucky immediately, instinctively. “Are you insane? No way.”

He stepped close, reaching out for Clint’s shoulder, but let it drop when Clint flinched away. It seemed like Clint was doing that too often, these days.

“It’s for the best,” said Clint, standing up and picking up the half-full mug of coffee that was sat in front of him. From the casual way his fingers wrapped around it, it must have been cold. “There’s not a place for me here.”

“Of course there is,” said Steve. “You’ve lived here since the team moved in.”

Clint dumped the cold coffee down the sink, and if Bucky hadn’t already been horribly aware of just how wrong things were, that would have clued him in. Clint didn’t throw out coffee, no matter how cold it was or how long it had been sitting out. “I’m not on the team any more,” he said, and he was still doing his best to sound casual but Bucky could hear the heartbreak underneath. “Time for me to move on.”

He left the room before anyone could say anything else, but Bucky wasn’t letting this go so easily. He strode after him, catching him up in the corridor and taking his shoulder to press him against the wall. “You may not be on the Avengers team,” he said, “but you’re on my team. I want to live with my boyfriend.” A terrifying thought struck him. “Unless...you’re not breaking up with me, are you?”

“No,” said Clint immediately. “No, of course not.” He glanced down the corridor at the kitchen, where the others had stayed. Clint leaned in to kiss him. “You’re always going to be welcome wherever I’m living,” he said. “Just, I need to move on from all this.” His vague hand gesture took in the Tower, as well as the rest of the team back in the kitchen. “I have to let this go.”

Bucky didn’t think he had to do any such thing, but it was Clint’s choice to make. He kissed Clint again because if that was still okay, he was going to take advantage. “Okay,” he said, although the word felt like ground glass in his mouth. “Okay, if you want. Just, remember you’re my most important thing, right? Don’t go too far from me.”

“As long as you want me around, I’ll be here,” promised Clint, gave him a third kiss, then slipped out of his arms. “Go be with the team. I’m guessing you all need to debrief.”

He walked away, and this time Bucky let him go, because what else could he do? No matter how much he held Clint close, no matter how many reassurances he whispered into his skin at night, he still didn’t seem to be getting through that losing his aim hadn’t made him useless. There were still so many things he could do for the team, or for SHIELD, if he’d only let himself see them.

He went back into the kitchen to find the others slumped around the room as the coffee machine ran. “This is bullshit,” he announced.

“It’s Clint,” said Natasha, in a voice that sounded like an agreement. “He runs away from his problems.”

“No,” said Tony, shaking his head. “We’re not letting this happen. There has to be a way to fix it.”

“He’s lost a piece of who he is,” said Sam as the coffee machine finally finished, turning to start pouring out cups and handing them around. “Maybe he just needs some time to mourn that.”

“Or maybe he needs to get it back,” said Steve, with the note of steel in his voice that always meant Bucky was going to end up punching someone, sooner or later.

“You have a plan,” he said, and Steve nodded.

“Tony, you can find that witch again, right?”

“Oh yeah,” said Tony, grinning. “What’re we going to do? Beat her up until she gives his aim back?”

Natasha shook her head. “The whole team together couldn’t beat her the first time. She’s slippery.”

Bucky felt a tremor of fear. “What if she takes my memory again?” he asked. The only thing worse than watching Clint become a shadow of himself would be losing him altogether, and not knowing why it was important that he hadn’t seen his smile in days. And Clint must agree, because he made the deal in the first place.

Fuck, Bucky didn’t see how he was worth that, but he was going to damn well do everything he could to make sure Clint didn’t regret it.

“No,” said Steve. “This time, we’re going to offer her something that isn’t going to end up hurting anyone. Between us, there must be something she wants that we won’t mind giving.”

“What do we know about her?” asked Sam, pushing the last mug into Bucky’s hands.

Natasha tipped her head back. “SHIELD wasn’t able to establish a background for her, but she’s a high-level magic user with a grudge against the establishment, which she thinks includes us. She was robbing a bank when she first came to our attention.”

“Money,” said Bucky, glancing over at Steve, and then both of them looked at Tony.

Tony sighed. “I do have way more money than most banks,” he agreed. “I guess we can try doing something with that.”

It didn't take as long as Clint would've liked for him to pack up his things. He supposed he'd always had one foot halfway out the door; it wasn't exactly a surprise that this wasn't gonna last. He balled up his shirts and shoved them into the duffle bag that he'd had long enough that it always seemed to spontaneously sprout circus sawdust from the seams. It wasn't always easy, separating out his and Bucky's stuff from where it'd all tangled so closely together - it hadn't been acknowledged long, but they'd been working on this thing a while, and he was helplessly grateful for the certainty in Bucky's voice when he'd called Clint his most important thing. Even like this.

Clint hesitated over a faded black sweater. It had started out as Bucky's, and the handover had never been official so he should probably leave it, but it had become Clint's comfort sweater a long time ago. He wore it more out of the two of them, but he generally wore it when he was curled into Bucky's side, touching in as many little ways as could be contrived, so it'd never lost the way it smelled like Bucky. Like the two of them, together.

He lifted his head, startled, as there was a flash of blue light in the corner of his eye. Outside the huge windows the Iron Man armor flew past, closely followed by the quinjet. Clint stretched out his jaw, making sure his ears didn't need to pop, then tapped on the aid - which he could hear just fine, so he hadn't missed an alarm again.

"Er, FRIDAY?" he said.

"Yes, Agent Barton?"

"No, I'm - just, Clint, okay?"

"Certainly, Clint. How can I help?"

"Did the Avengers get called out again?"

There was a short pause, the kind that JARVIS had always had before he repeated something he'd been told by Tony, something that didn't always hold the ring of the entire truth.

"You can watch on the team's cameras in the conference room, Clint," FRIDAY told him, and she wouldn't give him any more details than that.

The conference room was in Stark Tower, so of course no expense had been spared. The huge purple beanbag that Clint favoured on movie nights had been dragged in front of the flat screens that covered most of one wall, though, and he sat down warily with the gentle hiss of beans.

It was kind of disorienting watching the various team members' perspectives, and Clint took a second to recognise the surroundings, to recognise the woman waiting for them.

"What," he said. "What, what the hell are they - "

He'd have shot to his feet if he could've; he managed an undignified struggle out of the beanbag instead, one that took far too long, long enough for the camera that showed Bucky's point of view to move forward, move closer. Long enough to get a really good look at the smile on the witch's face.

“I’m beginning to feel really popular,” said the witch, with a smile that made Bucky want to clench his fists and wipe it off her face.

He didn’t though, and not just because he could see the shimmer of magic around her where she was clearly ready for an attack. This was the only way to get Clint’s smile back, so he was just going to suck it up.

“Good afternoon, Ma’am,” said Steve, and she gave him the eye-roll that modern women always gave Steve when he was polite with them. “I wonder if we might have a word.”

“Let me guess,” she said. “You’re looking to trade something for your archer’s marksmanship. Haven’t you ever heard of enough being enough?”

“Not really,” said Tony, flipping Iron Man’s faceplate up. “I mean, Cap hasn’t, he’ll keep going ‘til the world crumbles if you let him, and I never really got taught the concept of anything being ‘enough’. There’s always more money to make, you know?”

She flinched at that, so slightly that Bucky wouldn’t have caught it if he hadn’t been looking. It looked like their guess about her and money had been spot on.

“And the rest of us aren’t going to be happy with anything that ends with Clint losing out,” he added, very mindful of the message Tony had left for Clint, and that he was probably in the conference room right now, all crunched up on the beanbag chair that he loved for reasons Bucky had never really worked out, because the thing was impossible to get into or out of. But then, Clint was almost ridiculously flexible, and liked showing it off. Which had always worked out pretty well for Bucky.

“Ah, of course,” said the witch, looking at Bucky and tipping him a wink. “The boyfriend. Have you come to thank me for returning your feelings? Or are you going to be ungrateful about that?”

Natasha sent Bucky a hard glare, but Bucky didn’t need it to know what to do. He fixed his mind on the image of Clint watching, and said, “No, I’m grateful. Having Clint in my life is more than I could ever have expected. I just don’t want him to be made miserable by it, so if there’s anything else you’d want in place of his aim, I’m more than willing to give it up.”

Clint staggered backwards and wound up right back in the beanbag chair again, his knees about level with his ears. He felt a little like someone had punched him, knocked him flying and stolen all his air.

"What?" he said again, genuinely struggling to understand.

He'd - he supposed he'd got the point that this was more than the fuckbuddy relationship they'd started out with - hell, it'd been more than that for him for a really long time. But to hear Bucky offer himself up like that, when he knew the kind of shit that the witch could pull -

"Hey." Tasha's voice, now, the drawl she always got when she was angry and trying not to show it. "If it's for Clint, I'm willing to take a turn."

"Fuck, no, Tasha, you can't -"

"I'm afraid they can't hear you, Clint," FRIDAY chimed in, helpful as ever. "If you'd like to organise a comm link to the team - "

Clint flapped a hand at her - or, more accurately, at the speaker overhead - and hissed at her to shush. Steve was talking.

" - seen Bucky this happy, not since that flying car back in the '40s. There are some things I wouldn't mind giving up for the guy who put that smile on his face."

"Can we stop them?" Clint asked the air, the AI, the universe. "Can we make them - I'm not worth this."

"I hate to disagree, Clint," FRIDAY said, "but it would appear the team thinks you're wrong."

“And me, of course,” said Tony. “I’m willing to give you whatever you want for my favourite birdbrain - no offence, Sam - and I can give things that are a bit more material than some guy’s squishy-gooey feelings for his boyfriend, or a sense of aim that you’re probably not going to use a whole hell of a lot. So, how about it? What price are you going to put on giving Clint his marksmanship back, and then just going away and not bothering anyone again?”

The witch stared at him for a long moment, and Bucky held his breath, hoping it would be just that easy, but then she laughed, shaking her head. “You expect me to believe that? The mighty Avengers would just leave me be, with a pile of cash, and not go looking for revenge, or anything?”

“Definitely,” said Bucky. “Vengeance ain’t worth Clint losing anything else.”

“We’re actually not so hot on revenge, if everything’s over, and without negative repercussions,” said Sam.

“You’re kidding me, right?” said the witch. “It’s in your damn name!”

“I mean, we can go into a discussion of the etymology of revenge versus avenge,” said Tony, “and the history of exactly who came up with our name and why, but I’m pretty sure we can all think of better things to do. Just name your price, come on. What do you want? You were robbing a bank, right? You must have had plans for the money, before we got in the way.”

The witch hesitated. “I was going to open a shop,” she said. “An online magic shop. The banks wouldn’t give me a loan, even though it’s a good business plan and I know what I’m doing.”

“So you just thought you’d take the money instead,” said Natasha, and Bucky winced, because he could hear all the judgement in that. The last thing they wanted to do was piss her off.

The witch drew herself up, and coloured lights started glowing around her. “Do you have any idea what it’s like, being a millenial in this economy? I’ve had this dream since I was a little girl, but every year, it feels like it’s getting further away. I can’t even afford to get on the property ladder, let alone start my own business if the banks that fucking screwed us all over to begin with won’t give me a hand!”

“We’ll give you the money,” said Bucky, before she could wind herself up any more. “That’s no problem. Money for start up, and Tony’s got business people, they can help you with marketing and all that shit, no problem. Just restore Clint’s aim, and you’ll get your dream.”

There was a note of desperation in his voice that he couldn’t hide, but he’d spent the whole flight over here thinking about what life would be like if Clint moved all the way out to Brooklyn. No matter how hard they worked to spend time together, it wasn’t going to be the same as waking up next to each other every day, or knowing that any time Bucky had something to tell Clint, or even just wanted to see his face, he could ask FRIDAY where he was, and it would only ever be a short elevator trip to find him.

“You can use SI servers to host it, if you want,” said Tony. “We’ve got a lot of bandwidth, and I promise they never go down. We can even get it all written out and signed in an official contract, so you know I won’t be backing out a few months down the line, and once you have Stark backing, you’ll be surprised how eager other investors suddenly turn out to be.”

She stared at him, then around at the rest of them. “And you’d leave me alone? No trying to arrest me for the bank thing?”

“You have our word,” said Steve, using his ‘I’m Captain America, and I would never tell a lie’ voice, which worked better when you hadn’t heard him using it to claim he was nowhere near a certain international incident, definitely not, any footage that looked like he was must have been doctored.

“We’re not going to risk you taking anything else important from us,” said Natasha. “As long as you agree to stick on the right side of the law, we’d have no need to go after you.”

“I wouldn’t need to be a criminal if I had that kind of backing,” said the witch. She paused for a moment, frowning, then took a deep breath. “Yeah, okay. I agree.”

Bucky felt himself light up with joy, although he did his best to keep it off his face. Clint was going to get to stay on the team, and in the Tower, and Bucky was going to get to see him smile again, hopefully every day. Fuck, and everyone knew they were together now, so he could do all the things that made Clint smile regardless of where they were and who else was around: Kissing his forehead when he was half-asleep in front of the TV; wrapping his arms around him as they waited for the coffee machine; celebrating a ridiculously good shot at the range with an enthusiastic make out session.

Bucky could hardly wait.

There was some soft muttering, just off-screen. Clint wasn't sure if the pins and needles in his fingers was just psychosomatic, and he was a little terrified to find out. He stared up at the flat screen TVs, rubbing his hand back and forth across his mouth, trying to work out what he was feeling so he could have a goddamn reaction to this. All of a sudden Bucky's face appeared, staring up into - Tony, that was Tony's cam, and he was grinning so wide it kinda looked like it'd hurt.

"Hey sweetheart," he said, looking kind of giddy with it, "we're coming back, and you and me are gonna have a talk."

"You're damned right we are," Clint bit back, grabbing for a pen lid someone'd discarded and flicking it at the screen. And hitting it. Right between Bucky's eyes. Just exactly where he'd aimed.

It was like stepping out of a steam room. That first blissful breath of cold, refreshing air. He'd been breathing enough, he'd have been okay, but he'd have been aware of it every moment, dragging at his lungs.

"Can you - FRIDAY, can you put a target on the screen?" Clint asked, and she did so, picking on Steve's point of view and putting a glowing target right on Tony's ass.

Clint scrabbled inelegantly for the pen lid again, backing right away to the opposite wall and taking a breath.

"Okay, Hawkeye," he said, and then - in case that was jinxing it - "okay, Clint. You can do this. FRIDAY, tell me I can do this."

"The odds would appear to be in your favour," she said, and he closed his eyes and clicked his fingers, sending the pen lid spinning out of his hand.

There was the gentle clink of glass.

He almost didn't dare open them again, but he squinted and opened first one, careful and slow, and then - incredulous - the other. It didn’t fade - the little pinprick of light FRIDAY had used to indicate where the pen lid had hit was directly in the centre of the target’s small bullseye.

"I hit it?"

"You hit it. Congratulations, Agent Barton."

Clint let out a helplessly shaky laugh. "Oh shit, thank fuck, I hit it," he said, hand over his mouth, and then he tipped his head back and let out a long breath. He thanked FRIDAY and left the damned conference room, dragging the beanbag behind him.

Clint teetered back and forth when he reached the corridor, helplessly torn between going out to greet the quinjet and heading for the range. Really proving to himself that he had his aim back. That he could, somehow, have everything he wanted.

"If it helps your decision," FRIDAY told him drily, "the team has just arrived."

Everything else fell out of his head. Everything else was instantly unimportant, and he dropped the beanbag, whirled around and made a run for it, launching himself into the living room and vaulting over the couch.

Clint hauled open the glass door and stumbled out onto the landing platform, almost tripping over himself in his haste. The 'jet's hatch opened and the team disembarked, all of them looking at him and smiling like idiots.

"Hey," Clint said, eyes only for Bucky, who was biting his lip lightly at the edge of his grin. "So I don't think I can do the casual thing any more."

Bucky had been pretty much floating with happiness, and seeing Clint’s grin as he bounded across the landing pad towards the team had only pushed him higher, so when Clint spoke, it felt like he’d fallen a hundred feet into ice water.

“What?” he managed. “What casual thing?”

Clint blinked at him like he was the one talking nonsense, and flapped a hand between the two of them. “This casual thing.”

And that was just. No. There was no way a guy could think this was casual when he knew that he was the most important thing in Bucky’s life, and they’d spent three weeks with Bucky curled around him every night. Not to mention all the weeks before that, when they may have been hiding it from the team, but they’d spent half the time they were in the range making out. Bucky hadn’t been exactly shy with his feelings, he’d told Clint that being with him was the first good thing he got to have to himself since he’d enlisted, back in 1941, and he’d told him that he had feelings for him, even if he hadn’t been too specific about which ones, and he’d clung on to him after nightmares in a way that must have made it clear that Clint was the happy place that he used to push away the really shitty memories.

Bucky just gaped at Clint, until Clint shoved his hands into his pockets and added, “I want us to be serious.”

“I’m already serious,” Bucky managed.

A grin floated across Clint’s face. “I know that, Mr Stoic Winter Soldier, but, uh, I meant our relationship.” He took a deep breath. “I want this to mean something.”

Bucky felt like his eyes were going to pop out of his skull with how much he was staring. “It does,” he said. “Of course it does. It- Clint! A witch stole the memories of you from me because you’re the most important thing in my life.”

“Yeah,” said Clint, ducking his head. “So, I figured you wouldn’t mind us making this official.”

Bucky felt like they were having two different conversations. He turned to the rest of the team, who were hovered in the quinjet door as if afraid to interrupt the scene. “Am I speaking another language or something?” he asked them.

“Or something,” said Natasha, finally moving forward. “When it comes to emotional things, you have to use very small words for Clint.”

“Hey!” protested Clint. “I’m not dumb, and I’m doing what you always tell me to do. Articulating my wants and needs.”

“Yes,” she said, and paused to kiss his cheek. “We’re all very proud.” She sent Bucky a pointed look, then carried on inside the Tower, followed by the others.

Bucky took a deep breath. “Okay,” he said, pulling himself together and following Natasha’s instructions. “Okay, so the thing is, I kinda already thought we were serious, because I’m definitely serious about you. So, what does serious look like to you if it’s not what we’ve got?”

Clint frowned, then fixed him with a firm look, as if he could possibly come out with something that Bucky wouldn’t immediately give him. “I want us to live together.”

“We already are,” said Bucky. “You were the one trying to move away. But sure, we can move all our shit into one set of rooms, we probably should have done that when we started spending every night together anyway.”

Clint nodded firmly. “I want us to be exclusive.”

Bucky froze up. “You’ve been sleeping with other people?”

“No,” said Clint, “No, just. I want to know you’re not.”

Bucky scrubbed hard at his forehead with frustration. “Clint, I haven’t even thought about anyone else since the first time we kissed. Hell, since before that.”

“Okay,” said Clint, nodding a few too many times. “Okay, good. That’s um. Good.”

“Anything else?” asked Bucky, stepping closer to him so he could reach out and take his hands. “Or can we skip to the bit where I kiss you, then we go to the range to check that witch came through on giving you your aim back?”

Clint clenched his jaw. “I want us to stop hiding it from other people,” he said. “I don’t- I know you don’t want people knowing, but-”

“They already know,” interrupted Bucky. “Did you miss that? The whole damn team is aware, and doesn’t care.”

“Yeah,” said Clint, “but it wasn’t exactly by choice, and I know you wanted to keep this quiet. I get I’m not exactly the guy you go bragging about hooking up with, but I want to be able to kiss you in public.” His hands were clenched tight in Bucky’s grip, as if he had anything to worry about.

“Fuck, Clint,” said Bucky, putting that together with the way Clint always ducked out from under Bucky’s hand when he touched him in front of the others. “Are you kidding? You’re the greatest thing that’s happened to me, and I’m so fucking proud to be with you that it’s untrue. I’d kiss you in the middle of Times Square, if you want.”

“You would?” asked Clint, and there was that note of insecurity again.

“Yeah,” said Bucky, and kissed him there and then to prove it. Clint melted into him, wrapping arms around his shoulders as his mouth opened under Bucky’s.

“Of course I would,” said Bucky, against his lips. “Didn’t you know? You’re the most important thing in my life.”

#winterhawk #fic #hurt/comfort #I LOVE THIS FANDOM

[cursedmouthgall]

Gall’s Kidnapping Part Two

Here’s the next part to Gall’s October event, staring Garrison Charles, Myle Macey @alabastercharlatan and Belle Vunderbar @a-page-of-sanctuary It’s a long story under the cut so be prepared and enjoy the show!

Tree

Garry stood on the outside of the alleyway panicking softly as he tries figure out what to do. "Fuck fuck fuck this can't be happening, there's no way she should have been able to find them, dear god this can't be happening" He mutters to himself as tears fill his eyes as he fruitlessly pulls out his phone and dials Gall's number one last time as back in the alleyway, a cracked phone lying on the ground began to ring showing a picture of Garry and Gall smiling on it

Silver

“Who? Who found him, Garry?”Belle’s voice wavered and her hands trembled as they clumsily tangled into her hair.

Tree

He takes a deepbreath and walks over to pick up the phone and stares down at the picture of them before sighing "His grandmother..." He says as he opens the phone and finds the messages left by Miss Macey as he raises an eyebrow in confusion "Uhh who's this Macey chick? She texted Gall a lot last night." He says showing her the messages

Silver

“I think she’s his girlfriend?”

Tree

For a brief moment a look of annoyance flashes on Garry's face "He never mentioned her before..." He says softly before he careful sends a text using Gall's phone [text] Hello?

Queen

The phone stayed quiet for a moment, and then the screen turned blue. Two seconds later, a white hand shot out of the screen, immediately grabbing Garry's shirt. Miss Macey's arm reached out of the phone as she used the screen like a portal, clawing her way out. "You stupid blue mother fucker, I'm going to kick your ass!!! We are SO OVER, YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD, YOU HEAR ME?" she screeched as she pulled herself out of the phone and clawed at Garry's face.

Silver

Belle jumped and screamed,”JESUS FUCK!”

Tree

"FUCKING SHIT!" Garry screams as he narrowly dodges her claws dropping the phone in the process as he hastily scrambles away from the portal "W-WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!

Queen

Miss Macey finished crawling out of the phone portal and stood up; her face was smudged with runny mascara and eyeshadow and she had crazy, murderous eyes as she pulled a gun from between her breasts and immediately pointed at the two strangers. "WHERE THE FUCK IS MY EX BOYFRIEND?" she snarled, starting to cry and shake again. "Who the hell are you two?"

Silver

Belle reached into her bag and pulled out a box of tissues,”I’m Belle.” She holds it out to Macey,”I’m a friend of Gall’s.”

Tree

"I-I'm Garry, also a friend of Gall and uhh we were going to ask you that question but after seeing this I think I know where he went" Garry says as he points up at the demonic symbol burnt into the wall behind him

Queen

Miss Macey squinted, and then looked up at the strange markings on the wall. Her ears pinned down as she lowered her gun and flicked the safety on, hugging her nightie closer to her chest. "What the hell is this shit?" she asked. The fur on her tail had begun to fluff out.

Silver

Belle looks over the markings and takes a breath,”If my extensive reading is correct, this is a high level Demonic Sigil. Possibly Fury Class but Gall and I haven’t found out what kind of demon he is and if this is his Grandmother we’re dealing with, then I don’t have a steady idea.”

Tree

"Well...I might have an idea about that." Garry says as he gets to his feet and dusts himself off "Truth be told Gall isn't an ordinary demon. He's the decedent of an ancient demon of Hell, one with a large following of obedient followers."

Queen

"I tried to suck his demonic powers into a Beholding Shard and it didn't work; so yeah, he's strong." Miss Macey sniffled as she took a few of Belle's tissue and wiped her nose. "Let's hunt down Grandma Cunt-Pants and bazooka her into next week. I took out a demon last week with a Subaru and a Tommy gun, so how hard could an old lady be?"

Tree

"Well...you know those obedient followers I mentioned? Well they're a group of ancient magic users who've been trying to revive the original Demon using guinea pigs from the family...guess who's the leader and guess who's the guinea pig?"

Silver

“If she’s as high ranking as Garry says, a shitty car isn’t gonna be enough. I could ask Hades and Hecate for help but I don’t know how much they can do to help us.”

Queen

"I could ask Satan." Miss Macey said bluntly, blowing her nose and then pulling a cigarette out of her boobs and lighting it with a small snap of her fingers. "He doesn't owe me any favors but he visits like, once a year."

Tree

Garry stares blankly at her in confusion "...You serious?" He says looking at her like she's crazy as he silently wonders what drew Gall to this crazy woman

Silver

“Uhhhh, I don’t feel comfortable dealing with....that.”

Queen 

"It's a long story but that bastard is the reason I'm even here to begin with. I think if I asked him to save my boyfriend in exchange for nine more lives of serving his will on this hellscape of a planet, he'd agree." she huffed, dragging on her cigarette until only half was left. "So let me get this straight, his Grandmother, a cult leader, kidnapped him to try and wake up the demon that's been piggy-backing on his physical body, and if we want Gall back we have to get to her first."

Tree

"Well it's actually more like...he is the demon, she's been experimenting on him since he was a kid to turn him into the demonic creature, but we managed to stop it for a brief period by escaping and using magic to erase every trace of her from Gall's memory severing any ties he had to her so she couldn't find him. I don't know how she found him now or where she could have taken him..." He mutters with a worried sigh

Silver

Belle froze,”The picture....” her heart sunk,”This is my fault.....” she teared up,”I was hanging out at his place, looking at pictures and I pointed out a weird picture of him. He got migraines but we forgot about it while we were researching Demonic entities at my place.....She found him because of me!” She started crying.

Queen

Miss Macey groaned and spat out her cigarette, flicking the safety off of her gun and aiming it straight at Belle's head. "Gimme one, just one good reason why I shouldn't blow that stupid horn off your face, since this is your fault." she said tiredly. "He's probably dead, I'm sure he could use a friend where he went."

Tree

"What?! N-No that couldn't do that how could just looking at a photo-" He says looking confused as he reluctantly starts trying to console her before immediately steps in front of Belle and Miss Macey's gun "OK LET'S JUST CALM DOWN FOR A MINUTE! That was probably the most powerful memory spell around as far as I know, just looking at a photo shouldn't have brought back his memories and if something showed up in the picture it means the spell was already fading, there was supposed to be no trace of her.""Besides Gall definitely wouldn't want his girlfriend killing one of his friends"

Queen

"Gall's not here." Miss Macey said, cocking the hammer back.

Silver

She grabs the gun and presses it against her forehead,”You decide.....Me and my little brother are all that’s left. My parents and little sister were murdered. I saw them turned into meat confetti. I had to bury them. I had to fight for my brother’s custody to keep him away from my hellish uncle....but I’ve wanted to be dead for 3 years. If you want to shoot me, go ahead. You’ll be doing me a favor.” Belle says seriously, her mismatched eyes unbreaking from Macey’s eyes.

Queen

Miss Macey was abit taken aback; she was used to people begging for their lives to be kept, not ended.

Tree

The seven foot monster lets out an angry growl before grabbing the barrel of the gun and clenching it tightly as loud crunch could be heard as the barrel gets crushed"Nobody's shooting anybody. We're finding my brother, we're murdering that evil bitch who's taken him and then we're getting the both of you some therapy. GOT IT?!" He snarls angrily at the both of them as he glares at them before taking a breath "Ok...we just need to find some way to track him. There's blood all over, some of it might be his so either of you know anything that could track him?" He says trying to stop the two women from killing each other by focusing their minds on something else

Queen

Miss Macey glared at Gary when he destroyed her gun, and she tossed the useless weapon aside. "I can hunt down men dead or alive when they owe me something and Gall owe's me an apology and sex. And you owe me a new gun." she said, pointing at Gary as she headed over to the blood stains and squatted down to observe them. "What's all that shit about you being his brother? Ya'll couldn't be more opposite, with the fur and the colors... and who the fuck are you s'posed tah be?" she asked, glancing back at Belle.

Silver

“Brother’s aren’t always blood.”

Tree

"And this is one of those cases. Long story short, I've been Gall's friend since childhood, his parents basically raised me so I consider him my brother." He says glaring down at her

Silver

She reached into her purse,”As for me, Gall’s said he thinks of me as a sister.” She pulls out a notebook and a pen.

Tree

He grins at her and gives her a small hug "Then makes us siblings too then!"

Queen

"Ya'll are gonna make me vomit with that sister-mister shit." she said, making a tiny portal and reaching through it. She pulled out a small baggie with glass shards and took one, scraping at the bloodied ground with it and then  staring through it. "I'm willing to bet five bucks that when I scry with this it's either blocked, or murky." she said aloud, walking back to Gary and Belle. "Or, he's in a coffin six feet under and it's all dark."

Tree

"Then you can just dig him up and bring him back with your voodoo or whatever this crap is." He says with a frown

Silver

Belle draws a symbol and scratches off some dried blood onto the paper. She sets it on the ground and pulls out a lighter,”I’m gonna ask Hecate for guidance. She has ties to the Underworld.”(This symbol to be exact)

Queen

"I don't bring people back from the dead, I just raise undead smart ass. It ain't the same." Miss Macey huffed, watching Belle for a moment. "Eh, you're a witch too?"

Tree

Garry leans back against one of the walls luckily not the one with any weird markings on it as he silently watches them work

Silver

“Yep.” She says,”Baby witch though. I’ve only been practicing since February. Hecate says I’m one of her more powerful followers.” She lights the paper and a steady plume of smoke raises. An elderly woman’s voice could be heard from the smoke,”Hello, my little shapeshifter. I sense your distress.” “My goddess, I need your guidance.” She says seriously.

Queen

"Pfft, more powerful my arse..." Miss Macey muttered under her breath. A hint of jealousy sprinkled her tone like parsley on steak.

Silver

(Sure)Belle looked to the fire,”Hecate, my goddess, my friend is in danger. I need to know how to save him. I can’t lose any more family.” The voice paused for a moment,”Normally, I would make a joke about you being uptight. But this is a dire situation.” Through the smoke came a dark blue staff with flecks of gold. At the top of it, it looked like a sign pointing in three different directions. “Take this, shapeshifter. With this, old memories will be new, and ancient instinct will be second nature.” Hecate spoke gently,”Trust your power. That goes for your friends who are listening here.”

Tree

Garry stares at tge goddess in shock as he seems at a loss for words

Queen

"That made as much sense as a homeless man under house arrest." Miss Macey said. She had lost all ability to speak with respect to others. "What does that mean, what do we do with a stick? Is it like a compass, is it gonna show the way?"

Silver

“Maybe if you paid attention, you would understand.” Hecate said bluntly.(That actually made me laugh)

Tree

Garry stifles back a laugh "W-Who knew the gods were sassy" He mutters under his breath

Queen

"All of them have their great golden halos so far up their butt, the colonoscopies are blinding." Miss Macey muttered. "Whatever, thanks for the staff- Let's go kids. I need to change into my hunting boots."

Silver

The old woman laughed,”My my, Macey, you certainly don’t sugarcoat anything.” A red drawstring bag came out of the smoke,”You two will be needing your own tools.” After that, a shimmering shield came out,”Miss Macey here gets my bag of magic tricks. The object you need will come when you need it, as for you, Garrison, I pulled some strings and borrowed the Shield of Ares. Hellfire shouldn’t be an issue as long as you’re behind this.”

Tree

"Thank you ma'am I really appreciate it." He says gratefully as he bows politely to the goddess

Queen

"What if I need a gram of cocaine and some beer, will it gimme that- Actually I'm going to shut up. Would hate to get cursed." Miss Macey said quickly as she observed the bag.

Tree

"A gram of co- Jesus Christ Gally what do you see in this woman?!" He mutters to himself in utter confusion

Silver

“Good luck, Children. You have a difficult task at hand.” Hecate says in a truly serious tone. “I thank thee, my goddess. My beseechment has ended. Good night and blessed be.” Belle says, waving her hand in a certain motion and the smoke dissipates. She takes the staff and inspects it. She didn’t seem to recognize the type of gemstone it was made from, she could feel an odd buzzing sensation as she held it,”Oof, this is really something.”

Tree

Garry meanwhile picks up the shield and checks it out "Hmm not bad, plus she said it could block hellfire, I don't know if Gall's flames are that powerful but just in case..."

Silver

“She knows what she’s doing.” Belle says, the only thing she’s seemed confident about.

Queen

"So then. What now?" Miss Macey asked, still holding her scrying glass.

Tree

"Well didn't she say that staff could help us find Gall? So uhh go ahead Belle, turn it on or something."

Silver

She paces for a minute,”I don’t know how.”

Queen

Miss Macey glared at Belle and reached for the staff impatiently. "Here, give me that! Jesus.." she spat angrily. "You might lose that too so just had it over."

Silver

Belle felt her chest ache with guilt.

Tree

Garry growls angrily at her and smacks her hand away "Knock it off bitch! You aren't helping by acting so high and mighty so shut up or actually come up with a plan"

Silver

Belle looked at the staff and inspected it. She lifted her glasses to look at the three way sign on top,”Crossroads. We need to go to the crossroads. Specially, the three way of Hirsch Street, Craven Road, and King Avenue.”

Queen

"I can borrow a hell hound to help us track his scent. I've got a Chevy Crusade we can take, and snacks. And weed." Miss Macey said, raising her head and glaring at Garry. "You. Touch me again and I will shoot you in the arm."

Silver

“I don’t smoke....also, your gun’s kinda been turned into play dough.” Belle said with an awkward shuffle.

Tree

He glares angrily at her "When we find him and If I find out you're even a fraction of how you are right now with him you better hope you can shoot fast enough to stop me." He growls at her

Silver

Belle’s ears begin to twitch,”What’s that noise?” Neither of them could hear anything other than wind.She started to walk away.

Tree

"Belle?" Garry says looking confused as he follows behind her

Silver

“This way!” She said, seemingly drawn to something.

Queen

Miss Macey followed along, making a small portal to pull out s fresh pack of cigarettes as she went, and a jacket to slide on. "Your ears are twitching- whatcha hearing?"

Silver

“It sounds like.....drums? But hollower. Thunder almost. But not quite. Steady like a heartbeat, but angrier.” She says, stopping at a crosswalk. The light changes and she keeps going.

Tree

Garry rushes after her mostly to make sure she doesn't get hit by a car as a thought enters his mind "Could it be...Gall's heart beat?"

Queen

"How come she ca hear it and I can't?" Miss Macey yawned as she lit her smoke and followed along. Someone looked sideways at her and she glared back, making the womans pants drop as she walked past. "Bitch... Anyway, where is it coming from, and do I need more guns?"

Silver

She just keeps going, until she reaches the three way. She looks towards the abandoned house that rested in the corner of the three roads. It was drastically out of place between the larger buildings the city offered. “A liminal space. If there’s a portal to hell, it’s there.” She pointed before looking at Macey,”If you need a gun, it’ll be in the bag. Hecate is the Goddess of Magic, she knows what she’s doing.”

Queen

"I have guns at home, I don't need no magic bag; I'll save it for an emergency." Miss Macey huffed. "Now before we go barging in there, might I suggest that we all go somewhere quiet and sit and actually think out a plan of what to do when we find Gall?"

Tree

"She could have a trap waiting for anyone who finds her, so maybe we should try and sneak inside? I don't know if they'll be more people in there with her, when we were kids from what I could overhear, the cult was falling apart and she was one of only a few loyal members still left but that was over a decade ago who knows what power she could have..."

Silver

Belle was thinking hard, she reached into her purse and pulled out a book with images of different demons. “I don’t know why, but I think if one of us could disguise ourselves as another demon that’s part of this cult. All three of us should be able to enter and get an idea of the layout. Hopefully, we can reach Gall before anything drastic happens and we won’t have to hurt him.”

Tree

"Hmm that could maybe work, but who should do it?"

Queen MotherLast Saturday at 10:48 PM

Miss Macey stayed very quiet, and then slowly raised her hand. "It uh... won't be so much of a disguise as my true image, but it might be passable." she coughed.

SilverSongLast Saturday at 10:48 PM

“True image? Are you wearing a Glamour?”

Queen MotherLast Saturday at 10:49 PM

"I've got a Glamour, and like..." she paused and counted on her fingers. "Like, at least 3 hexes on me at all times babe, it's kinda how I uphold this luxurious, Goddess-like beauty~ But yeah."

SilverSongLast Saturday at 10:52 PM

“Oh, Arcadia does, too.” She said with a shrug before stopping on a page,”If you’re not comfortable doing it, I can alter myself enough to look like this.” She turned the book to show a tall looking demon built for strength. It was black and blue with feathery fur,”Thunderghast. A storm demon.”

TreeLast Saturday at 10:56 PM

"Hmm well that could work, what about me? She might recognize me if I go in."

Queen MotherLast Saturday at 10:57 PM

The white cat groaned and rubbed her face as she smoked. "Can we please go back to my place and think of an actual plan." she growled. "I'm not standing out in public in my pajamas with you two any longer if I don't have to."

SilverSongLast Saturday at 10:58 PM

“Uhhh, ok.”“Which way is your place?”

TreeLast Saturday at 11:03 PM

"Wait those are your pajamas?" He says looking confused "Also if it helps my shop isn't too far from here, Gall's apartment is right next door so we could probably hang out there I've got a spare key after all"

Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:04 PM

She glared at them both, still looking like garbage, and opened a home portal right in the street; a dark room was on the other side, and a fish tank burbled in the background. "Get in. I promise on the Oath of Ghosts, you won't get shot by my guys. Also I have a Keurig and snacks. C'mon."

SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:05 PM

Belle awkwardly steps in.

TreeLast Saturday at 11:07 PM

Garry reluctantly follows after her with a shrug

SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:10 PM

Belle rolls the staff in her hand. Unsure of what to do.

Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:11 PM

As soon as Miss Macey stepped through after them, the portal snapped shut, and she clapped twice to turn her lights on. The room was more like a large office with scattered bins of paperwork, order forms, a few packages, and a huge fish tank with what looked like a giant, blood-red eel that had a skull for a head as it swam around. It opened it's maw wide in greeting when it saw Miss Macey and she waved at it, immediately heading for the wall cabinets and digging around. She didn't seem to care about her guests as she started to pull on a change of clothes. "So, we know where Gall is near. Thanks to... Becky? Whatever." she grunted, pulling on all kinds of leather and black clothes. "What we don't know is who we're fighting, how powerful they are, and how many. So we should assume the worst and go in guns blazing, literally and figuratively. Ya'll two fight at all?"

SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:13 PM

Belle suddenly looked very uncomfortable,”I have super strength.....dangerous strength, even.....I hoped I’d never have to use it against anybody.”

TreeLast Saturday at 11:16 PM

"I mean I don't know about super but Gall always acts like I'm a hero or something whenever I have to lift up my car when something rolls underneath it." He says with a shrug "I mean my car's not even that heavy I've been able to lift it with one hand for years now, but I can handle myself in a fight."

Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:18 PM

"Okay, so super chick will be helpful, and the hairball might be helpful. Either of you two know how to kill demons and angels and supernatural beings of the like?" she asked, tying her boots and then sitting at her desk. Without a care in the word, she took out a prepackaged needle of.... something, and stabbed it directly into her stomach, sitting back to finish her cigarette and check her phone. "I'm willing to bet money there are dozens of protective seals, locks, hexes, and Illusions in that place. I can probably break most of them with my magic, but if not, I hope your fancy God-Stick can." she said to Belle.

SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:20 PM

Belle huffs,”It has to do something. Hecate said it’s a key.”

TreeLast Saturday at 11:20 PM

"Only demon I ever fought with was Gall and that was usually just to get the remote but I mean it's usually just get something holy and hit them with it right?"

SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:21 PM

Belle takes off her selenite bracelet and holds it out to Macey,”You might need this.”

Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:22 PM

Miss Macey's jaw twitched in a snarl, and she pulled the empty needle out and threw it; it stuck in the wall right behind Gary, with a small tuft of his reddish fur caught in the needle. Luckily it hadn't hit him, but her aim was impeccable. "It's not as easy as that, hairball. I'll get you a gun." she scoffed, leaning forward to take the bracelete from Belle. "Wassit?" she asked, pupils narrowing to the size of periods as the drugs woke her up.

SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:24 PM

“Selenite. It should protect you, since it’s a holy stone. I’m pretty sure Gall would want his girlfriend safe and I’ve got a feeling.”

TreeLast Saturday at 11:25 PM

Garry didn't even flinch but inside his head he silently thinks to himself "Gallius Hinikuni you are so lucky right now or both me and your mother would have a few words to say to you about this crazy bitch you're dating" He thinks before calmly prying the needle out of the wall and tossing it into the trash(edited)

Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:28 PM

"I'm surprised he hasn't told you that his girlfriend can protect herself." Miss Macey scoffed, shoving the bracelet back and then leaning down in her chair; she hauled up a big black lock box, and popped it open, starting to pull out small handguns and loading them, checking the safety. "So, we go back. I've got lives to spare for my little Blue berry, so I'll take off my Glamour, my Common face hexes, and I'll go in to see if I can't cause a distraction, or find us all a way in. I have ear peices around this place somewhere, but... I'm not sure where."

TreeLast Saturday at 11:30 PM

"Then me and Belle will sneak around the back and search for Gall, once we find him. We'll alert you Macey and then start knocking out anyone who stands between us and the exit. We grab our blueberry in distress, snap his grandmother's neck somewhere along the way, then we all go out for drinks so I can interrogate him about you two"

SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:31 PM

“I’m not particularly stealthy, but I’ll do my best.”

Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:32 PM

"His ass had better be alive when we get to him, or he's dead meat, and so are you two." Miss Macey growled. She grabbed a small harness to strap two guns beneath her jacket, another to her thigh, and she added a small explosive to her waist as well. "We ready to go? Ya'll need any juice, coffee, Adderall?"

TreeLast Saturday at 11:33 PM

"Got any shotguns?"

SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:35 PM

“No. I’m good. I’ve got everything I need in my purse.”“Plus, I don’t like guns.”

Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:36 PM

"Tough tits, sugar." Miss Macey headed over to the tank and reached into the cupboard beneath it, grabbing a box of shells and a double-barrel with the end sawed off. She flicked the safety on and tossed it to Gary. "Here. Don't blow your hands off, and aim low because the recoil is a bitch."

TreeLast Saturday at 11:37 PM

"On it." He says with a nod as he tests out the sights on the shotgun as he grins eagerly "Let's kick some ass." He says with a smirk

SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:40 PM

Belle only pulls out the handle for a large sword and pockets it. The handle had no blade and no apparent mechanism to pop one out.

Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:41 PM

"This is gonna suck ass. One sec." She hurried back to her cabinet and grabbed a bottle of whiskey, downing a few gulps and then walking back to her boyfriends friends to open a portal back up on the street, just a block away from the strange buildings. "Do me a favor, don't get killed? I might feel responsible."

TreeLast Saturday at 11:42 PM

"Same goes for you. Gall still won't let me live down killing his goldfish when we were 12, something tells me, he wouldn't let me live down killing his first girlfriend." He says with a nod

SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:43 PM

“Mage, Bard, and Warrior. Looks like a great party.” Belle says in a weak attempt at humor.

TreeLast Saturday at 11:45 PM

"Does that make Gall the princess in need of rescue?"

Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:47 PM

Macey barely cracked a smile; it was kinda hard not to, but she kept her stone-faced expression and began to shed her Glamour. Her clothes moved with her body, keeping all but the one gun on her thigh concealed. She grew a few feet, and jagged, broken horns began to curl out of her head, stopping a few inches out from her hairline. Her jacket had two hidden slits, and two scarred, ugly feathered stubs jutted out. Her features smoothed out, and her muzzle stretched out a bit, giving her a very ancient, ethereal look. When she finished, she popped her neck and glanced down at Gary and Belle. "Yes. He is a princess. Are you guys ready?"

SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:48 PM

“Y-Yeah.” Belle stammered, a hint of blush on her face.

TreeLast Saturday at 11:49 PM

"Ready let's do this." He says patting Belle on the back before stepping through the portal as he rests his shotgun on his shoulder

SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:50 PM

Belle steps through and hears the sound again. This time, it’s more defined.She can almost hear words.

Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:53 PM

Miss Macey had to duck through her portal this time, and she grabbed Belle's shoulder to steady herself. Her paws had been taken over by sharp white spikes that didn't quite touch the ground. "Where's my entrance at, sis." She muttered, squinting at the buildings.

TreeLast Saturday at 11:55 PM

The front of the building looked abandoned as the front door had been boarded up long ago along with most of the windows, however off to the side a wine cellar door could be seen with a new looking lock on it as Garry silently points at it "Over there, I'm gonna walk around and see if any of the windows are uncovered." He whispers to them before walking over

SilverSongYesterday at 12:01 AM

Belle walks over to the cellar doors,”This is just a steel lock and this is the way down.” She squats down and puts a hand on it, humming ‘Hellfire’, her watery magic covered the lock before it melted into slag. “No noise, no fuss.”

TreeYesterday at 12:07 AM

After a couple of minutes Garry comes back "No luck with the windows but I was able to peek inside a few times, I think the house isn't being used it must just be the cellar"

SilverSongYesterday at 12:08 AM

Belle stands up,”You’d be right. I still hear the noise and it’s coming from down there.” She points to the door, the lock now melted off.

Queen MotherYesterday at 12:14 AM

"I'll go first; y'all wait here for me and I'll come get you if the coast is clear." Miss Macey said. She didn't quite speak, rather thought directly to their minds. Her large form crouched by the door, and then she slid through it like a ghost. On the other side, she sensed for traps or magical seals, anything hinting at danger to the mortals.

TreeYesterday at 8:54 PM

Garry nods as Macey goes downstairs, she finds herself in a long corridor with various doors on either side of her. So far there were no traps but she definitely detected something very powerful down at the end of the hall

SilverSongYesterday at 9:02 PM

“I hope everything’s ok.” Belle said, twisting her braid into a bun and tying it with a hair bow.

Queen MotherYesterday at 9:03 PM

Miss Macey crept closer to the first door and carefully pressed her head through it to see if Gall was right there- that'd be too easy, but it never hurt to hope.

TreeYesterday at 9:06 PM

The room was empty but looked like it used to a bedroom for someone, inside was a simple metal cot and a desk both covered in years of dust. A dark black and red robe hung weakly from a hook, almost devoured by moths. - Garry sighs softly and nods "Yeah...she hasn't had him too long, I'm sure he's probably fine..." He says trying to lighten the mood with a smile but his tone showed how worried he was

Queen MotherYesterday at 9:08 PM

"So far so good." Miss Macey spoke to both Garry and Belle's thoughts as she pressed on, checking each door to see if it was a way down, until she was at the end of the corridor, and trying to use her Spiritual sight to sense any living aura's other than her two friends.

TreeYesterday at 9:13 PM

Each room was more copies of the first room, empty dorms with old faded robes seemingly abandoned for years, except for the second to last one. The room was much larger than the rest and looked very tidy and lived in. Covering the walls were various ancient texts speaking of demons, a few times the symbol on the wall could be seen and finally on the desk stood a lone crystal ball and a family portrait Belle and Garry might recognize. Finally the last room held was a large metal door looked like it was built to contain a beast inside she could sense a faint but familiar aura inside along with one more aura that seemed a lot similar to Gall's but different, both auras were projecting incredible magic power but Gall's aura seemed...odd it seemed like his power was not a part of his aura but trying to swallow it

Queen MotherYesterday at 9:19 PM

Miss Macey pressed against the metal door cautiously, but the aura inside made her uneasy. Even she knew better than to face off with a demon with that much power. And with her wings, and her halo, she was only as strong as it would be, if not weaker. "He's here.... I think. But something is wrong." she called to her two companions as she floated back to the door and opened it from the inside. It took some fiddling with the lock with her larger hands, but she finally broke it off and swung it open for Belle and Garry

SilverSongYesterday at 9:20 PM

“What’s wrong?” Belle asked anxiously.

TreeYesterday at 9:21 PM

"Is he okay?" Garry asks also looking anxious

Queen MotherYesterday at 9:26 PM

"How am I supposed to know? You two stay three paces behind me while I go look." she growled, heading back down the long corridor to the steel door. Very slowly, she pressed her face through the door, just to peek.

TreeYesterday at 9:26 PM

The room was a large dark room, there didn't seem to be anything inside except for a certain someone with his arms and legs chained to the roof and floor...

TreeYesterday at 9:30 PM

Gall stared blankly at the floor blood slowly pouring from his eye, a strange robotic look on his face as the symbol on the floor pulsed with a demonic red light. A voice from the shadows calls out to the group "Well don't be shy dearies, come on in. I've been so eager to meet some of Gall's friends~" A sweet but cold voice says as a figure steps out of the shadows in front of Gall...

An older looking woman dressed in the dark red robes with a sweet grandmotherly smile on her face smiled at the door as she waits patiently for the trio to step inside

Queen MotherYesterday at 9:32 PM

Miss Macey growled deep in her chest, and the air around her vibrated as she pressed through the door, forgetting to open it for her friends. Her entire form loomed over the sweet old lady beneath her, and her bloody wing stubs were starting to bleed again as she huffed and snarled. "I'm going to dissapoint Gall here in a few minutes." she snarled.

SilverSongYesterday at 9:33 PM

Belle feels a shudder in her chest,”Garry we gotta go in there, NOW! MAGNUS RUSHES IN!” She shouts as she barrels down the steps into the cellar.

TreeYesterday at 9:35 PM

Millicent chuckles as Garry slams his shoulder hard into the door sending it open with a loud crash only to stop in horror when he sees Gall "N-No...Gally..." He mutters as Millicent turns to him "Oh my little Garry is that you? Why it's been so long you've grown so big and strong...it's a pity it wasn't strong enough to save him, isn't that right deary?" She says as she turns to Gall who replies obediently "...Yes Grandma..." and then goes silent again

Queen MotherYesterday at 9:37 PM

Miss Macey glared down at the old monster and felt herself coming unhinged, raging, raging, fucking raging on the inside. Her eyes flashed violet as she tried to read Gall's Aura, to see what was going on, to see if he was even in there. Her entire form was emitting a faint light, and a large crack had begun to form on her chest. "Good thing there's three of us..."

SilverSongYesterday at 9:38 PM

Belle runs in, staff clutched in hand and gasps seeing Gall in this state,”Oh Brother, my Brother, Gall!”She glared at the woman,”Nice to meet you, let me introduce you to my god damn hoof.”

TreeYesterday at 9:45 PM

"You would really do that to your own brother's grandmother?" She says in a mocking tone as she smirks before calmly walking over to Gall "As much as I would love to get to know Gall's sister and his girlfriend...I'm afraid I'll have to let him do the talking, isn't that right deary ?" She says raising her hand as suddenly the symbol glows brightly and Gall roars out loudly in pain as a loud sickening crunch is heard as another wing bursts out of Gall's back and the chains holding him down snap as his teeth grow long and fang like and his eye turns dark and demonic. Miss Macey could see Gall's aura swallowed up by the power surrounding him as he shakily gets to his feet, growling and snarling like a savage beast. Millicent smirks and points at them "Deary, please take care of them for your old grandmother won't you~?" She says in a kind voice with an evil smirk on her face as Gall only growls in response and charges the group at an inhuman speed

SilverSongYesterday at 9:55 PM

Belle lets out a combination of a scream and an operatic note and a thick shield of violet ice wall went in front of the three. She almost looks surprised by how big it is.

TreeYesterday at 9:58 PM

The wall doesn't last long as Gall slashes and hacks away at it with his claws before crashing through, snarling like an angry beast as he lunges for Belle only to get blocked by Garry's shield as he struggles to hold his ground as Gall pushes against his shield "G-Guy's he's really strong, I-I don't think I can ho-" He starts to say when Gall smacks him aside sending him flying into the nearby wall knocking him out as he drops his shield and it lands at the group's feet as Gall turns to glare at Macey and Belle

Queen MotherYesterday at 9:59 PM

Miss Macey gently put her hand in front of Belle, and when she looked down at her she looked... heart broken. "Make sure if I go down, he knows I didn't enjoy this at all." she murmured, procuring an astral spear from the crack in her chest and steps in front of her.

SilverSongYesterday at 10:03 PM

Belle nods and grabs the shield, running over to Garry to check him.

TreeYesterday at 10:04 PM

Garry was luckily just out cold groaning softly, meanwhile Gall turns to Miss Macey and snarls as he gets on all fours and lunges at her like a savage animal

Queen MotherYesterday at 10:05 PM

She ducked down to all fours to take his hit full force, and her claws screeched against the floor when he ran into her and shoved her back a few feet. She wrapped her arms around him and shoved the spear through one of his wings, attempting to pin him to the floor. "Gall, wait, wait wait!!!" she roared. "It's me! It's Macey!"

TreeYesterday at 10:08 PM

Gall roars out in pain as his wing gets pierced as he huffs and pants heavily glaring angrily at her before freezing for a moment as if he forgot something. For the briefest of moments Macey could see a flicker of Gall's aura inside the raging inferno of power but it was for only a second at he shakes his head and snarls again before pushing her off of him and swiping at her with his claws

SilverSongYesterday at 10:09 PM

Belle took note of his moment of hesitation.

Queen MotherYesterday at 10:11 PM

His claws raked over Miss Macey's face and down her neck and she shoved him against the floor. Her tail lashed as she drew back a hand and a light emitted from it. The blast would feel akin to acid splashing against his skin, but no outward damage could be seen. "I'm sorry, babe, just wake up so I don't have to hit you!" she begged.

TreeYesterday at 10:15 PM

Gall screams out in agony as he struggles for a bit before stopping as he stares up at her as his eye softens a bit "M...a....c...e...y...?" He says looking confused before Millicent finally pips up "Deary you stop playing with your friends and get back to work~" She says as Gall's expression turns back into his feral one as he snarls and attempts to snap at Macey(OH SILV I JUST HAD AN IDEA(WHAT IF GALL'S GRANDMOTHER KNOWS ABOUT THE KNOWONES?!

TreeYesterday at 10:19 PM

Millicent looks over at Belle and studies her for a bit before a look of realization hits her "Ah, so that's where I've seen you from deary! You're one of them!" She says with a nod "I had only read about them in legends since they've been gone for about 200 years now but I would have never guessed that there might be one here on Earth."

SilverSongYesterday at 10:22 PM

Belle looks thrown off,”Excuse me?”

TreeYesterday at 10:24 PM

She smirks evilly "You don't know do you deary? You have no idea what you are...what power you posses~" She says looking at Belle suddenly as if she had just found a new piece of meat to dissect

Queen MotherYesterday at 10:24 PM

"Yeah, double excuse me?" Miss Macey grunted, trying her best to keep Gall down. She wasn't as strong as she had hoped to be, and he managed to sing his fangs into her throat, making her choke and lurch upward suddenly. "Oh fuck-"

SilverSongYesterday at 10:27 PM

“MACEY!” She called out. The Staff sends a burst of energy up Belle’s arm as a voice rang through her head,’Go on. You know what to do.’ She takes a breath.

TreeYesterday at 10:28 PM

Gall snarls and pulls away blood dripping from his mouth as he stares down at her and goes to raise his claw to deliver the final blow only to freeze up for just a moment

SilverSongYesterday at 10:30 PM

“Gallius......” Belle says before gripping the staff.“GALL! PICK ON SOMEONE YOUR OWN SIZE!”

Queen MotherYesterday at 10:34 PM

Miss Macey let out a choked gasp as Gall pulled away from her and immediately clasped a hand over her throat. "Jesus.. fucking christ, where did you get the b-balls." she choked, making an astral sickle as fast as she could. When he froze up, she swiped down; effectively cutting his hand off in a single movement. No worries, she could stitch it back on with a spell later. For now, she just needed to weaken him enough that he wouldn't hurt Belle... she could feel herself bleeding out faster than she could move, and her vision was blurry.

TreeYesterday at 10:36 PM

Gall's hand falls to the ground with a thud as he screams out loudly in agony clutching his wrist tightly as tears well up in his eyes, only instead of water it was blood that poured down his cheeks

SilverSongYesterday at 10:38 PM

Belle was shocked at the sight.

Queen MotherYesterday at 10:43 PM

Miss Macey threw the weapon down and it dissipated, and her hands pulled awy from her throat as she grabbed Gall with both sets of claws, starting to squeeze him. She was crying too, and her grip was gettting weaker. "Belle, I hope that staff has some fire behind it." she choked out, blood spilling out of her lap and onto the floor. Her light was fading, and before too long she dropped Gall, falling to her knees. "Fucking hell."

SilverSongYesterday at 10:46 PM

Belle kicked the shield over to Macey before walking to Gall,”You missed movie night, Gall.....I found a great bootleg of the original cast for Heathers and we were gonna watch it and talk about how much we hate ourselves....” She says, the dark blue staff slowly turning the same color as her magic. She was trying to pull him out of whatever was eating him,”I don’t wanna hurt you.”

TreeYesterday at 10:48 PM

Gall turns to look at her still clutching his head as tears pour down his face as he gets pained tearful expression on his face "I-It hurts B-Belle...e-everything h-hurts." He says his voice sounding weak and strained as if he was straining to speak from far away

Queen MotherYesterday at 10:48 PM

"Keep hurting his- Gah- Emotions." Miss Macey rasped. She was laying down now, jaws working up and down as she tried to suck in air, but it was very evident she would die from her wound, and within seconds, she had stopped moving. It would take at least ten minutes for that life to end, and for her next life to start up.

SilverSongYesterday at 10:53 PM

She starts to sing a low, sad sounding song. “Doubt comes in And strips the paint Doubt comes in And turns the wine Doubt comes in and leaves a trace Of vinegar and turpentine Where are you? Where are you now? Doubt comes in And kills the lights Doubt comes in And chills the air Doubt comes in and all falls silent It’s as though you aren’t there Where are you? Where are you now?” As she sings, magic seeps from the staff and watery tendrils wrap around Gall, they were cold but it was a soothing cold. The emotion of the song was seeping into whatever power was trying to take Gall. At the same time, more water washed over Macey and began to heal her wounds.

TreeYesterday at 10:57 PM

Gall begins to calm down as his body begins to steam as some of the changes to his body began to reverse, his claws grew shorter, the long mane of hair shrunk down until it only went down to his shoulders, however no matter much magic she applied to Gall, he wouldn't turn back to normal. The only thing that changed was his eye turned back to its usual yellow however now his eye looked more like a cat's pupil.

SilverSongYesterday at 11:01 PM

Belle stopped singing and hugged Gall tightly.

TreeYesterday at 11:02 PM

Gall weakly hugs her back as he begins to shake and sob softly into her shoulder "I-I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry." He mutters over and over again as he sobs softly

SilverSongYesterday at 11:03 PM

“Shhhh, it’s ok, Bro.” She says gently, glaring at Millicent.

TreeYesterday at 11:06 PM

Millicent steps back from them in shock as she stares at Gall who eventually slowly pulls away from Belle's hug "D-Deary? Deary please listen to your grandmother...Gallius Hinikuni you will obey m-" She orders as Gall slowly walks over to her only to be cut off as Gall's hand is shoved through her chest as she stares at him in shock and mutters a faint "D-Deary...?" Before falling dead on the ground as Gall turns and begins to walk back to Belle before collapsing onto his knees

Queen MotherYesterday at 11:07 PM

Miss Macey's giant angelic form shuddered once as her life was restored to her, and she groaned as she began to stir. Her neck wound was closed up when she rose back to her feet, creating what looked like a giant, angelic bow, or perhaps a strange harp. She notched an astral arrow into it and pointed it at Gall. "Is he... fixed?" she asked, speaking only to Belle's thoughts.

SilverSongYesterday at 11:09 PM

‘In a sense....’ She thought back, hugging him tightly and doing her best to comfort him.

TreeYesterday at 11:09 PM

Gall weakly looks up at Macey and chuckles softly "Guess I'm not the only one who looks fucked up right now huh?" He mutters to her with a weak smile before passing out in Belle's arms as Garry slowly came to and sees Gall passed out and rushes over to him "I-Is he okay?!

SilverSongYesterday at 11:10 PM

“I think so....How about you? Anything broken, sprained, or bruised?”

Queen MotherYesterday at 11:11 PM

"I died, and you're asking if he's okay? Does he look okay??" Miss Macey snarled, lowering her weapon and gliding over to them. Her giant form crouched over the three smaller monsters, and her eyes began to water again. "C-Can I have him, please?"

SilverSongYesterday at 11:11 PM

She nods and holds him out to her.“In fairness, I did try to save you. It just wouldn’t take.”

TreeYesterday at 11:13 PM

"A bit of a headache but otherwise ok- IS HE MISSING A HAND?!" He says as Gall is passed over to Macey as he weakly wraps his arms around Myle and a faint "I'm sorry for missing date night..." could be heard

Queen MotherYesterday at 11:14 PM

Miss Macey choked back a sob as she gently took Gall in her hands and pressed him to her chest. She began to shrink down out of her True form as she remembered to replace her Glamour and her hexes, and when she was back to normal size she hugged him as close as she could, crying and kissing on his face feverishly. "I'm sorry I cut off your hand, babe. I'll get you a new one." she promised through her tears.

SilverSongYesterday at 11:20 PM

Belle looked down at the bloody mess and followed the trail of blood back to Millicent, she went over to the body and stared at it quizzically,”What were you talking about, Lady?” She said out loud.

TreeYesterday at 11:24 PM

She coughs weakly and takes a moment to stare at Belle "Y-You really don't know about your kind...a-about the Knowones?" She asks weakly her life slowly fading as blood drips out of her wound

SilverSongYesterday at 11:26 PM

She raised an eyebrow, Dahl had said that name before, she just thought he was insulting her,”No Ma’am. But it seems I won’t be getting answers from you.”

TreeYesterday at 11:27 PM

She chuckles weakly as she slowly shakes her head "Deary...you're not listening, they are called the Knowones. You must learn to listen when an elder is speaking..."

Queen MotherYesterday at 11:28 PM

"Hey, Genius. She's saying it like to 'Know' something. Know-One." Miss Macey sniffled. She was ugly-crying all over Gall's, poor thing.

SilverSongYesterday at 11:30 PM

“I get it.” She said flatly before looking back at Millicent,”I would ask questions, but I don’t think you have much time left.”

TreeYesterday at 11:32 PM

Gall was out cold in her arms blood tears dripping down his cheeks, he looked a bit pale as his dismembered arm hung limply from his side as Millicent chuckles and nods "Yes deary I'm afraid I can't answer your questions, but as a parting gift, feel free to look through my room there are a few books that mention your kind in there...and if possible...tell my dear Millie...I'm sorry..." She mutters before she finally passes as Garry glares at her "As if she would accept your apology after what you've done to her son..."

SilverSongYesterday at 11:34 PM

“I’ll tell her.....May judgment be fair to thee.” She says in a shockingly respectful tone.

Queen MotherYesterday at 11:35 PM

"Hey, where....w-where's my baby's hand? I need to put it back on his arm before he bleeds out." Miss Macey sniffed, pressing her muzzle to Gall's head in a strange sort of kiss.

SilverSongYesterday at 11:37 PM

Belle turns around and picks up the severed hand,”Here it is.” Something in her head told her to use her teeth, she gives the hand to Macey before digging around in her purse,”Here’s a first aid kit, too.”

TreeYesterday at 11:39 PM

"I uhh should I call the cops or something? I feel like they should clear this place out or something, anyone know a cop?" Garry asks as he watches Gall get patched up nervously

SilverSongYesterday at 11:39 PM

“My boyfriend’s a cop.”

Queen MotherYesterday at 11:41 PM

"I got a few crooked ones on the eastside." Miss Macey offered, taking the hand and the first aid kit. She started a simple, but very much illegal spell to stitch Gall's hand back on and reconnect the sinews, tendons, and muscles. It wasn't the best job in the word, but in a few days he'd have his hand back to normal in no time. Possibly with side effects.(edited)

SilverSongYesterday at 11:43 PM

Belle reaches into her purse once again and pulls out a small vial, she pushes her fang against the edge and shimmering gold liquid came out. It filled a little of it and Belle looked surprised,”I didn’t think that’d do anything. Here, this might help him recover.” She held out the vial of Gold Venom to Macey.

Queen MotherYesterday at 11:48 PM

Miss Macey had a very sudden, shocking realization, and she hissed through her teeth as she took the vial. "Oohhhh my god you're Cadie-bugs sister. Holy shit." she whispered, tilting the vial to Gall's mouth and tipping in a single drop. "Jesus fucking hell. Holy fuck nuts. Damn. What??? What- You're a- okay."

SilverSongYesterday at 11:49 PM

“You know Arcadia? She’s actually my cousin.”

Queen MotherYesterday at 11:49 PM

"She's my druauaaa Driving Instructor, she helps me get used to a new car whenever I buy one." Miss Macey said quickly. "Yeah, I know her."

SilverSongYesterday at 11:50 PM

“So that’s what she does. Huh.” She said with a shrug.

TreeYesterday at 11:52 PM

"Think she could teach me how to drive?" Gall groans as he finally starts to wake up "Cause after today I'm not walking anywhere ever again..."

Queen MotherYesterday at 11:53 PM

"Baby cakes!!!" Miss Macey gasped, crushing his face into her boobs and starting to cry all over again. "Oh thank god!! I thought I was gonna lose you for a minute!"

SilverSongYesterday at 11:53 PM

She half laughed,”Sure. I’ll see what she can do, Bro Bro.”

TreeYesterday at 11:55 PM

Gall struggled to breathe as he weakly flails trying to get Miss Macey to loosen her grip before finally pulling himself free and gasping for air "G-Guess you really missed me huh?" He says trying to tease her before he tears up and gives her a sad smile "I-I'm sorry for worrying your honey" He mutters before hugging her tightly

SilverSongYesterday at 11:56 PM

“I’ll give you two a minute. C’mon, Garry, let’s give them some space.”

TreeYesterday at 11:57 PM

Garry nods as he sighs softly and gets to his feet "Uhh didn't the old bitch mention some books you might want? Maybe we should search her room for them, so at least some good can come from all this."

SilverSongYesterday at 11:57 PM

“My thoughts exactly.”

Queen MotherYesterday at 11:59 PM

"You ever scare me like that again and I'm turning you into a vintage leather purse for a week." Miss Macey said as she shifted and helped Gall to his feet. "Oh, my darling demon, what did she do to you?" she whimpered, cupping his face gently with her hands.

October 15, 2018

TreeToday at 12:04 AM

He groans softly as he shakily gets to his feet "From what I'm starting to remember nothing out of the ordinary for her. Just trying to tap into my buried demonic powers and turn me into a killing machine under her control. You know just normal Grandmotherly things." He says with a sarcastic chuckle before he gives her a sad and slightly scared look "I was almost too far gone, Macey. I-I felt like everything that was me was being burned away. E-Everything hurt, a-all I could see was darkness, I-I felt like any moment I would be swallowed whole and then I would be gone...no more Gall just a monster..." He says as tears stream down his face as he shakes softly

SilverSongToday at 12:08 AM

Belle could hear this as she and Garry walked to Millicent’s room. She wanted to put this whole ordeal behind her.

Queen MotherToday at 12:10 AM

"If it makes you feel any better, you snapped out if without having to kill yourself or anyone else." she said, leaving out the fact that he had accidentally rippd her throat open. "You're okay now, sweetie..." she purred softly, hugging him against her gently and running a calming hand up and down his back. "Hey... you want a double Gordita crunch wrap from Haco Taco?" she asked him. "You love those!"

TreeToday at 12:13 AM

"Make it three, I haven't eaten since yesterday." He says not realizing he's actually not eaten for two days since he lost a day while under his grandmother's control "...A-Also..c-can I stay at your place tonight? I-I don't feel safe being alone right now. I-If not I can ask Belle or Garry if it's too much of a hassle." - Garry also listened from outside clenching his fists tightly as he tries to control his anger. He was supposed to be Gall's best friend, the one who would keep him safe, yet he couldn't even keep him safe from a senior citizen. He tried to distract himself before searching through the room as he tosses books off the shelf over his shoulder in Belle's general direction "Any of these any good?"

SilverSongToday at 12:16 AM

“I have no idea. My best option is to take everything and study it at home where I’ve got my own protective wards set up.” She says, placing her purse on a nearby table and opening it. Looking inside, you could see absolutely nothing......not even a bottom to the relatively small handbag.

Queen MotherToday at 12:17 AM

"Of course you can stay the night with me!" Miss Macey huffed. "Please, after this? You aren't leaving my sight unless it's to go pee. Got that?"

TreeToday at 12:21 AM

"Yes ma'am." He says with a large grin as he hugs her tightly "Just uhh...can you keep your doctor stuff in a closet or something? I think I just finally figured out why I'm scared of needles." He says turning around to point at various tools and needles on a nearby table unaware that on his back carved in with a knife was the very demonic symbol that had was on the floor, slightly ruined by the two demonic wings folded up on his backGarry glances over her shoulder into the bag as he gets a curious look on his face "How deep does this bag go?" He asks before fishing a quarter out of his pocket and dropping it in

SilverSongToday at 12:23 AM

“Not sure. Think of it as a Bag of Holding. As long as I can carry it, it’ll hold it.” She says, looking over the titles,”It’s heavy, so it’s hard to steal. Go ahead, try picking it up.”

Queen MotherToday at 12:24 AM

"Do you want to keep those wings?" Miss Macey asked, hoisting Gall into her arms and heading for the cellar door to get out. "I can have a surgeon get them off if you don't want them."

TreeToday at 12:25 AM

He gives her a confused look before glancing back over his shoulder and flexing his wings "Wait when did I-? Right right demonic stuff and uhh I think I'll keep them. Like I said, I'm not walking anywhere after this so if they work then I'm flying."Garry nods and goes to try and pick up the bag one handed as he grunts and struggles to even lift it as he uses both hands and can barely lift it even a quarter of an inch off the table(edited)

SilverSongToday at 12:28 AM

She makes an amused sound,”Try seeing some scrawny purse snatcher take that.” She joked before grabbing an armful of books,”I might take some journals, if there are any. That way I can see what Granny Quack was up to.”

TreeToday at 12:29 AM

"Sounds like a good idea." He says with a nod before peeking out into the hall and seeing Gall and Macey heading towards the door "Here let's load up, looks like the lovebirds are trying to ditch us"

Queen MotherToday at 12:30 AM

"I will smoke your liver through my crackpipe hairball." Miss Macey growled. "Watch yourself..."

SilverSongToday at 12:31 AM

Belle snorts,”It’s been grand meeting you....though, I would’ve preferred better circumstances.”

TreeToday at 12:34 AM

Gall gets a look of realization as he looks between the two of them "OH right I uhh forget to introduce you guys. Bit late but I might as well do it now. Guys this is Myle Macey, my girlfriend. Myle this is Belle and Garry Charles. My Brother and sister...who are very understanding and won't tell either of my mothers what happened here today?" He says as he notices Garry crossing his arms and giving him a stern frown

SilverSongToday at 12:34 AM

“I make no promises.”

TreeToday at 12:36 AM

"Me neither." He says with a frown as Gall sweats nervously and chuckles nervously "H-heh heh well uhh I'm tired hungry and I'd really like to lie down how about we head home before we have to answer any questions!" He says quickly

Queen MotherToday at 12:36 AM

"How about they go to their homes and I take you home with me." Miss Macey suggested sternly, though her tone implied that it was more of a command.

SilverSongToday at 12:37 AM

“Fair enough. I’m packing up these books and bringing them to my place.”She finishes putting the books into her bag and closes it. She picks it up and goes to grab the staff.

TreeToday at 12:39 AM

"I think I'm gonna head home too, I need a nap. Gall call me later when you get home safe."

Queen MotherToday at 12:39 AM

"Well, Gall's friends, it was a pleasure meeting you." the white cat said as she cuddled Gall closer. "Unfortunately I hope I never have to see your faces again. Especially you, Hairball."

TreeToday at 12:41 AM

"Likewise Hairball, remember what I said." He says cracking his knuckles threateningly as Gall sighs "So much for introducing the love of my life to my friends." He mutters softly under his breath

SilverSongToday at 12:43 AM

Belle walks over,”Don’t be so optimistic.” She joked,”Hopefully, I’ll have answers. Either to your questions or mine.” She glanced down and saw that Macey still had Hecate’s magic bag,”Huh, you didn’t need it.....Might wanna hold onto that for later.”

Queen MotherToday at 12:51 AM

"Oh, definitely." she sneered. "God-tier items? No way I'm losing it."

SilverSongToday at 12:52 AM

Belle’s ears twitch and she looks into the room where Millicent is, she sees the Ares Shield disappearing,”I guess Ares needed his shield back.”

TreeToday at 12:55 AM

"Not like I had much use for a shield." Garry says with a shrug "I would probably end up using it as a plate and that would probably just piss him off" "You know you wouldn't have to do that if you washed some dishes." Gall says with a frown "Like how you haven't picked up your laundry in weeks now?" He says as Gall frantically tries to shush him

SilverSongToday at 12:57 AM

Belle just rolled her eyes, moving her bangs from her blind eye to scratch under it for a second,”Let’s go, before my adrenaline fueled brain remembers it’s afraid of dead bodies and copious amounts of blood.”

The End.

[Gall is now available for questions again]

#sans monstroso #WOPX #a-page-of-sanctuary #alabastercharlatan

[weaponizedhorse]

Sierras music list

A-21-

AC/DC - Back in Black

AC/DC - Moneytalks

AC/DC - Hells Bells

AC/DC - Highway To Hell

AC/DC - Thunderstruck

AC/DC - You Shook Me All Night Long

Aerosmith - Dream On

Akon - Sexy Bitch

Alan Jackson, Jimmy Buffett - It's Five O' Clock Somewhere

Alesso - Heroes (we could be) ft. Tove Lo

Alesso - Sweet Escape ft. Sirena

Aly & AJ - Potential Breakup Song

Andy Grammer - Honey I'm Good

Ariana Grande - Dangerous Woman

Ariana Grande - Focus

Avril Lavigne - Complicated

Avril Lavigne - Girlfriend

Avril Lavigne - Happy Ending

Avril Lavigne - Sk8er Boi

Avril Lavigne - Nobody’s Home

Avril Lavigne - When your gone

B-38 -

Backstreet Boys - Everybody

Backstreet Boys - I Want It That Way

Bastille - Pompeii

Becky G - Can't Stop Dancin'

Becky G - Shower

Benny - Little Game  

Big & Rich - Big Time

Big & Rich - Comin' To Your City

Big & Rich - Save A Horse

Big & Rich - 8th Of November

Big Sean - I Don't Fuck With You (Explicit) ft. E-40

Blake Shelton - Boys 'Round Here ft. Pistol Annies & Friends

Blake Shelton - Kiss My Country Ass

Blake Shelton - Some Beach

Blake Shelton - The More I Drink

Bloodhound gang - The Bad Touch

Bob Dylan - Hurricane

Bob Dylan - The Lonesome Murder of Maggie Caroll

Bob Dylan - Times They Are A-Changin

Boston - More Than A Feeling

Bridgit Mendler - Ready or Not

Britney Spears - ...Baby One More Time

Britney Spears - Circus

Britney Spears - Gimme More

Britney Spears - If You Seek Amy

Britney Spears - Oops!...I Did It Again

Britney Spears, Iggy Azalea - Pretty Girls

Britney Spears - Toxic

Britney Spears - Womanizer

Britney Speaks - Work Bitch

Britney Spears - 3

Bruno Mars - Grenade

Bruno Mars - Just The Way You Are

Bruno Mars - The Lazy Song

Burlesque - But I Am A Good Girl - Christina Aguilera

Burlesque - Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend - Marilyn Monroe and Christina Aguilera

Burlesque - Guy What Takes His Time - Christina Aguilera

Burlesque Soundtrack -Tough Lover

Burlesque - Welcome To Burlesque

Butterfly Boucher ft David Bowie- Changes

C-29

Calvin Harris & Disciples - How Deep Is Your Love

Carrie Underwood - Before He Cheats

Carrie Underwood- Jesus Take The Wheel

Charli XCX - Boom Clap

Charli XCX - Break The Rules

Cher Lloyd - I Wish ft. T.I.

Cher Lloyd - Oath ft. Becky G

Cher Lloyd - Swagger Jagger

Cher Lloyd - Want You Back  

Cher Lloyd - With Ur Love

Christina Aguilera - Dirrty ft. Redman

Christina Aguilera, Lil' Kim, Mya, Pink - Lady Marmalade

Chumbawamba - Tubthumping

Ciara - Goodies ft. Petey Pablo

Ciara - 1, 2 Step ft. Missy Elliott

Cinderella - Nobody's Fool

Cobra Starship - Bring It!

Cobra Starship - Hot Mess

Cobra Starship: You Make Me Feel... ft. Sabi

Coldplay - Hymn For The Weekend

Coldplay - Princess Of China ft. Rihanna

Coldplay - Viva La Vida  

Cyndi Lauper - Girls Just Want To Have Fun

Cyndi Lauper - Time After Time

D -25

David Bowie - Changes

David Bowie - Fame

David Bowie - Heroes

David Guetta - Hey Mama ft Nicki Minaj

Deas Vail - Birds

Deep Purple - Smoke on the Water

Def Leppard - Armageddon It

Def Leppard - Animal

Def Leppard - Hysteria

Def Leppard - Pour Some Sugar On Me

Def Leppard - Rock Of Ages

Demi Lovato - Confident

Demi Lovato - Cool for the Summer

Demi Lovato - Heart Attack

Demi Lovato - Made in the USA

Demi Lovato - Neon Lights

DEV - Bass Down Low (Explicit) ft. The Cataracs

DEV - Booty Bounce

DEV - Fireball

DEV - In My Trunk

DEV - In The Dark

Diddy - Dirty Money - Coming Home ft. Skylar Grey

Dillion Francis , DJ Snake - Get low

Dr. Dre - Forgot About Dre ft. Eminem, Hittman

Dr. Dre - I Need A Doctor (Explicit) ft. Eminem, Skylar Grey

E-20

Elle King - Ex's and Oh's

Ellie Goulding - Lights

Eminem - Berzerk (Explicit)

Eminem - Cleanin' Out My Closet

Eminem - Guilty Conscience ft. Dr. Dre

Eminem - Guts Over Fear ft. Sia

Eminem - Just lose it

Eminem - Like Toy Soldiers

Eminem - Love The Way You Lie ft. Rihanna

Eminem - Mockingbird

Eminem Ft. D12 - My Salsa

Eminem - No Love (Explicit Version) ft. Lil Wayne

Eminem - Not Afraid

Eminem - Rap God (Explicit)

Eminem - Role Model

Eminem - Survival (Explicit)

Eminem - The Monster (Explicit) ft. Rihanna

Eminem - We Made you

Eminem - When I'm Gone

Eminem - Without Me

Eurythmics - Sweet Dreams

F-29

Fall Out Boy - A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More "Touch Me"

Fall Out Boy - Alone Together

Fall Out Boy - Centuries

Fall Out Boy - Dance Dance

Fall Out Boy - Death Valley ft. Tommy Lee

Fall Out Boy - Immortals

Fall Out Boy - Irresistible ft. Demi Lovato

Fall Out Boy - Just One Yesterday ft. Foxes

Fall Out Boy - Miss Missing You

Fall Out Boy - My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark

Fall Out Boy - Our Lawyer Made Us Change The Name Of This Song So We Wouldn't Get Sued

Fall Out Boy - Phoenix

Fall Out Boy - Rat A Tat ft. Courtney Love

Fall Out Boy - Sugar, We're Goin Down

Fall Out Boy - The Mighty Fall ft. Big Sean

Fall Out Boy - This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race

Fall Out Boy - Thnks fr th Mmrs

Fall Out Boy - Uma Thurman

Fall Out Boy - Where Did The Party Go

Fall Out Boy - Young Volcanoes (Explicit)

Far East Movement - Like A G6 ft. The Cataracs, DEV

Fergie - Barracuda

Fifth Harmony - Bo$$

Fifth Harmony - Work from home feat. Ty Dolla $ign

Fifth Harmony - Worth It ft.Kid Ink

Flo Rida ft. T-Pain - Low

Flo Rida - Right Round

Fountains Of Wayne - Stacy's Mom

Frou Frou- Holding Out For A Hero

G-8

George Thorogood - Bad To The Bone

Guns N’ Roses - Welcome to the Jungle

Gym Class Heroes - Stereo Heart

Gym Class Heroes: The Fighter ft. Ryan Tedder

Gwen Stefani - Hollaback Girl

Gwen Stefani - Rich Girl Ft. Eve

Gwen Stefani - The Sweet Escape ft. Akon

Gwen Stefani - Wind it Up

H-8

Haddaway - What Is Love

Hanson - MMMBop

Heart - Barracuda

Hillary and Haily Duff - Our Lips Are Sealed

Hollywood Undead - Comin In Hot

Hollywood Undead - Everywhere I Go

Hollywood Undead - We are

Hollywood Undead - Young

I-10

Iggy Azalea - Black Widow ft. Rita Ora

Iggy Azalea - Bounce

Iggy Azalea - Change Your Life ft. T.I.  

Iggy Azalea - Trouble ft. Jennifer Hudson

Iggy Azalea - Work

Lil Mama - Lip Gloss

Imagine Dragons - Demons

Imagine Dragons - I Bet My Life

Imagine Dragons - It's Time

Imagine Dragons - RadioActive

J-20

Jamie Foxx - Blame It ft. T-Pain

Jamie Foxx - Just Like Me ft. T.I.

Jessie J, Ariana Grande, Nick Minaj - Bang bang

Joan Jett - I love Rock N Roll

Joe Nichols - Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off

Jonas Brothers - Goodnight And Goodbye

Jonas Brothers - That’s Just The Way We Roll

Jonas Brothers - When You Look Me In The Eyes

Journey-Dont Stop Believing

Justin Bieber - Beauty And A Beat ft. Nicki Minaj

Justin Bieber - Boyfriend

Justin Bieber - What Do You Mean?

Justin Timberlake - Cry Me A River

Justin Timberlake - Like I Love You

Justin Timberlake - Mirrors

Justin Timberlake - Rock Your Body

Justin Timberlake - Sexyback

Justin Timberlake - Suit and Tie

Justin Timberlake - TKO

Justin Timberlake - What Goes Around...Comes Around

K-18

Karmin - Hello

Kansas - Carry On My Way Ward Son

Kelis - Milkshake

Kenny Chesney - Don't Blink

Kenny Chesney - No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems

Kenny Chesney - She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy

Kenny Chesney - The Good Stuff

Kenny Chesney - When The Sun Goes Down

Kenny Chesney - Young

Ke$ha - Blah Blah Blah ft. 3OH!3

Ke$ha - Blow

Ke$ha - Die Young

Ke$ha - Take It Off

Ke$ha - Tik Tok

Ke$ha - Your Love Is My Drug

Ke$ha - We R Who We R

Kid Rock - All Summer Long

Kings of Leon - Sex on Fire

L-23

Lady Gaga - Applause

Lady Gaga - Bad Romance

Lady Gaga - Born This way

Lady Gaga - Just Dance

Lady Gaga - Poker Face

Lady Gaga - Til It Happens To You

Led Zeppelin-Stairway to Heaven

Linkin Park - Numb

Lipps Inc- Funkytown

Little Mix - Wings

Little Mix - Salute

Little Mix - Black Magic

Little Mix- How ya Doin ? ft. Missy Elliott

Little Mix - Word up

LMFAO - Sexy and I Know It

LMFAO - Shots ft. Lil Jon

LMFAO - Sorry For Party Rocking

LMFAO - Party Rock Anthem ft. Lauren Bennett, GoonRock

LMFAO - Yes

Lorde - Royals

Luke Bryan - Country Girl

Lynyrd Skynyrd - Free bird

Lynyrd Skynyrd - Sweet Home Alabama

M-47

Macklemore X Ryan Lewis - And We Danced

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis - Can’t Hold Us Feat. Ray Dalton

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis - Downtown

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis - Same Love Feat. Mary Lambert

Macklemore "THE TOWN"

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis - Thrift Shop Feat. Wanz

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis - White Walls Feat. School Boy Q and Hollis

Macklemore x Ryan Lewis - Wings

MAGIC! - Rude

Maroon 5 - Animals

Maroon 5 - One More Night

Maroon 5 - Maps (Explicit)

Maroon 5 - Moves Like Jagger ft. Christina Aguilera

Maroon 5 - Payphone (Explicit) ft. Wiz Khalifa

Maroon 5 - She Will Be Loved

Maroon 5 - Sugar

Maroon 5 - Won’t Go Home Without You

Madonna - 4 Minutes

Madonna - Hung Up

Mark Ronson - Uptown funk ft Bruno mars

Major Lazer & DJ Snake - Lean On

Meek Mill Ft. Nicki Minaj & Chris Brown - All Eyes On You

Meghan Trainor - All About That Bass

Meghan Trainor - NO

Meghan Trainor - No Good For You

Melanie Martinez - Cry Baby

Melanie Martinez - Doll House

Melanie Martinez - Mad Hatter

Metro Station - Shake It

MGMT - Electric Feel

MGMT - Kids

Michael Jackson - Thriller

Michael Jackson - Beat It

MIKA - Popular Song ft. Ariana Grande

Miley Cyrus - Party in the USA

Miley Cyrus - Wrecking ball

Miley Cyrus - Can't Be Tamed

Miley Cyrus - 7 things

Miley Cyrus - Fly On The Wall

Miley Cyrus - We Can't Stop

Muse - Super Massive Black Hole

Muse - Nights of Cydonia

My Chemical Romance - Famous Last Words

My Chemical Romance - Helena

My Chemical Romance - SING

My Chemical Romance - Teenagers

My Chemical Romance - Welcome To The Black Parade

N-17

Nelly - Hot In Herre

Nelly Furtado - Promiscuous ft. Timbaland

Ne-Yo - Beautiful Monster

Ne-Yo - Because Of You

Ne-Yo - Closer

Ne-Yo - Mad

Ne-Yo - Miss Independent

Ne-Yo - Money Can’t Buy ft. Jeezy

Ne-Yo - One In A Million

Ne-Yo - She Got Her Own ft. Jamie Foxx, Fabolous

Ne-Yo - So Sick

Nicki Minaj - Pound The Alarm

Nicki Minaj - Starships

Nicki Minaj - Super Bass

Nicki Minaj - The Night Is Still Young

Nick Jonas - Chains

Nickelback - Rockstar

O-11

One Direction - Drag me Down

OneRepublic - Counting Stars

OneRepublic - I Lived

OneRepublic - Secrets

OneRepublic - Stop and Stare

Omarion Ft. Kid Ink & French Montana - I'm Up (Official Video)

Omarion Ft. Chris Brown & Jhene Aiko - Post To Be

Owl City - Fireflies

Owl City & Carly Rae Jepsen - Good Time

Owl City - Vanilla Twilight

Ozzy Osborne - Crazy Train

P-14

Panic! At the Disco - I Write Sins Not Tragedies

Paramore - Brick by Boring Brick

Paramore - crushcrushcrush

Paramore - Decode

Paramore - Emergency  

Paramore - Misery Business

Paramore - That's What You Get

Paramore - The Only Exception

Pia Mia - Do It Again ft. Chris Brown, Tyga

Pitbull, Ne-Yo - Time Of Our Lives

Pitbull - Timber ft. Ke$ha

Poison - Every Rose Has Its Thorn

Poison- Rock And Roll All Nite

Poison - Talk Dirty To Me

Q-11

Quiet Riot - Come On Feel The Noize

Queen - Another One Bites the Dust

Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody

Queen - Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Queen - Don't Stop Me Now

Queen - Fat Bottom Girls

Queen - Radio Ga Ga

Queen - Somebody To Love

Queen - Under Pressure

Queen - We Are The Champions

Queen - We Will Rock You

R-10

REO Speedwagon - Can't Fight This Feeling

Rihanna - Bitch Better Have My Money (Explicit)

Rihanna - Diamonds

Rihanna - Disturbia

Rihanna - Don't Stop The Music

Rihanna - Shut Up And Drive

Rihanna - Umbrella

Rihanna - We Found Love ft. Calvin Harris

Rihanna - What's My Name? ft. Drake

S-34

Salt-N-Pepa - Push It

Scissor Sisters - Let's Have A Kiki

Sean Kingston- Fire Burning On The Dance Floor

Sean Paul - Got 2 Luv U Ft. Alexis Jordan

Sean Paul - Temperature

Selena Gomez - Come & Get It

Selena Gomez - Good for you

Selena Gomez - Hands to my self

Selena Gomez - The Heart Wants What It Wants

Selena Gomez & The Scene - Love You Like A Love Song

Selena Gomez - Same Old Love

Selena Gomez - Slow Down

Selena Gomez - Tell Me Something I Don't Know

Shakira - Hips Don't Lie

Shakira - She Wolf

Shawn Mendes, Camila Cabello - I Know What You Did Last Summer

Shawn Mendes - Stitches

Sia - Chandelier

Sia - Elastic Heart

Skillet - Awake and Alive

Skillet - Hero

Skillet - Monster

Skillet - Sick Of It

Skillet - Whispers In The Dark

Skylar Grey - C'mon Let Me Ride ft. Eminem

Smashing Pumpkins - Despite All My Rage

Smash Mouth - All Star

Starship - We Built This City

Steppenwolf - Born To Be Wild

Survivor - Eye Of The Tiger

Swedish House Mafia - Don't You Worry Child ft. John Martin

Swedish House Mafia - Save The World

T-55

Taio Cruz - Break Your Heart ft. Ludacris

Taio Cruz - Dynamite

Taio Cruz - Hangover ft. Flo Rida

Taio Cruz - Higher ft. Travie McCoy

Taylor Swift - Bad Blood

Taylor Swift - I Knew You Were Trouble

Taylor Swift - Out Of The Woods

Taylor Swift - Shake It Off

Taylor Swift - Style

Taylor Swift - We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together

The All-American Rejects - Dirty Little Secret

The All-American Rejects - Gives You Hell

The All-American Rejects - It Ends Tonight

The All-American Rejects - Move Along

The All-American Rejects - Swing, Swing

The Beatles - Twist And Shout

The Cataracs - Top Of The World ft. DEV

The Cataracs - Big Dipper ft. Luciana

The Chainsmokers - #Selfie

The Clash - I Fought The Law

The Clash - London Calling

The Clash - Should I Stay Or Should I Go

The Go Go's - Our Lips Are Sealed

The Go Go’s - We Got The Beat

The Goo Goo Dolls - Iris

The Knack - My Sharona

The Pierces - Secret

The Police - Every Breath You Take

The Police - Message In A Bottle

The Police - Roxanne

The Runaways - Cherry Bomb

The Script - Breakeven

The Temptations - My Girl

The Who - Who Are You?

Three Days Grace - I Hate Every Thing About You

Three Days Grace - Let’s Start A Riot

Three Days Grace - The Animal I Have Become

Tiesto - Red Lights

Timbaland - Apologize ft. OneRepublic

Timbaland - The Way I Are Ft. Keri Hilson, D.O.E., Sebastian

Tinashe - All Hands on Deck

T.I. - No Mediocre (Explicit) ft. Iggy Azalea

Toby Keith - As Good As I Once Was

Toby Keith - Beer For My Horses ft. Willie Nelson

Toby Keith - How Do You Like Me Now?!

Toby Keith - I Love This Bar

Toby Keith - I Wanna Talk About Me

Toby Keith - Red Solo Cup

Trace Adkins - Honky Tonk Badonkadonk

Trace Adkins - Hot Mama

Trace Adkins - You're Gonna Miss This

Train - Hey Soul Sister

Twisted Sister - Blastin’ Fast & Loud

Twisted Sister - I Wanna Rock

Twisted Sister - Were Not Gonna Take It

U-4

Uncle Kracker - Follow Me

Usher - DJ Got Us Fallin' in Love ft. Pitbull

Usher - OMG ft. will.i.am

Usher - Yeah! ft. Lil Jon, Ludacris

V2

Vampire Weekend - A-punk

Vitalic - Stamina

W-13

Warrant - Cherry Pie

Weezer - Buddy Holly

Weezer - Island In The Sun

Weezer - Say It Ain’t So

Wheatus - Teenage Dirtbag

Whitesnake - Here I Go Again

Willam & Rhea Litre - Let's Have a Kasai

Willam - RuPaulogize

Will.i.am, Nicki Minaj - Check It Out

Will.i.am - Feelin' Myself ft. Miley Cyrus, Wiz Khalifa, French Montana

Will.i.am - Scream & Shout ft. Britney Spears

Will.i.am - #thatPOWER ft. Justin Bieber

Wolfmther - Joker & The Thief

X 1

X Ambassadors - Renegades

Y

Yellowcard - Ocean Avenue

Ylvis - The Fox

Z-4

Zac Brown Band - Chicken Fried

Zedd - I Want You To Know ft. Selena Gomez

Zedd - Stay The Night ft. Hayley Williams

Zendaya - Replay

#- 9

'N Sync - Bye Bye Bye

'N Sync - It's Gonna Be Me

'N Sync - I Want You Back

*NSYNC - Pop

3OH!3- Double Vision

3OH!3 - Don’t Trust Me

3OH!3 - First kiss ft. Ke$ha

3OH!3 - Starstruck ft Katy Perry

3OH!3 - Touchin On My

[luckylagerlegacy]

Lil Uzi Vert “Luv Is Rage 2″ Album Commentary

I’m excited that this Album is here… But at the same time it makes me a little bit sad that the twitter jokes about it never being released will cease now. I think I put the first Luv Is Rage mixtape as my rap album of the year in 2015, which makes it hard for me to know what to expect from this one. It’ll either be a classic, or an audio version of whatever Lil Uzi’s hair is doing right this very moment. Let’s not waste anymore time here, and instead just shoulder roll our way into Luv Is Rage 2:

1) Two:

Calling the first track on your album “Two” is a piss off, Uzi… But this song’s beat got the trademark accordion over it and I am instantly lulled into being okay by it. This track leads off right where Luv Is Rage ended,which is fire.. Sure, now he’s rapping about fame being poisonous and money being evil BUT shit slaps stupid hard and I can suspend my concern for his personal well being for at least as long as this song lasts.

3.5/5

2) 444+222:

EITHER SLOW DOWN WITH YOUR DIRECTIONS OR DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO, MR UZI VERT. I’m also not doing math so your probably clever song title is completely lost on my dumb ass!!!!! This song has me voguing into a broken mirror while thinking about all the girls who have ever wronged me. I’m flash dancing in my back yard, nae naeing at the thought of my own death. This is a total stripper joint, but don’t be surprised if some of them dancers recognize the sadness in Lil Uzi’s voice and shake their titties wild mournfully and make all of the perverts watching reflect on their own shit.

4/5

3) Sauce It Up:

Coincidentally, this song title is exactly what I tell the drive thru dicks at Wendy’s when they ask me which one (1) sauce I want with my six (6) orders of the dollar menu  Five (5) piece nugget. This song is sort of about nothing, but it has the cutest fucking line lmao check it out: “I WAS ON THE PHONE, YEAH WITH PLAYBOI CARTI - COMMES DES GARCON, HEARTS ALL ON MY CARDI” lol that’s silly as hell I love it, who the hell calls a cardigan a cardi? Tegan And Sara fans do. I do. This is the first song on the tape that hasn’t made me want to call a distress hotline on Lil Uzi’s behalf.

3.5/5

4) No Sleep Leak:

This song stupid as fuck but in a good way. I just woke my dog up dancing to this song. That’s a real thing that happened. He raps about recouping all of his wealth in the span of a single night which is tight, but I often do the same. I can go from like .34 cents in my bank account to uhhh like a few hundred when it’s payday. It’s not that impressive, Uzi.

3.5

5) The Way Life Goes:

My girl is at her Aunt’s house in Maryland this week (holler at me if ur tryna rob her house while she’s gone just hmu she has an xbox) and I’m actually glad now, cus you have got to be missing somebody to truly grasp whatever the fuck Lil Uzi Vert is going through right now. Who the hell hurt you Lil Uzi Vert? Your hair dresser? Reese La Flare when you ripped his whole existence off and added KPOP to it?? Who the fuck did this to you lil guy??? Lmao this song goes hard as hell though I’m pouring out a tear for my guys rn over it. This one is hilarious to me tho cus he samples an “Oh Wonder” song, and it’s adorable to me that Lil Uzi Vert knows about some fabulist ass pop duo like the rest of us sad schmucks do.

4.5/5

6) For Real:

I’m assembling an interracial squad of dance teens to perform funny looking dance moves to this song while I stand behind the camera and jerk it side to side (not like that) whenever they do the dab. This song is the most stripped down, “normal” on the project I guess. It’s cool, but I like my Lil Uzi Vert to be manic and sad and weird. NEEEEEEEEXT

3/5

7) Feelings Mutual:

Oh wow we’re diving back into the sad drug stuff pretty abruptly here. Hold the fuck on I’m gonna google “Who Did This To Lil Uzi Vert??” gimme a second. Okay, nothing came up… But damn we gotta get this guy some mood stabilizers and a workout routine so he can start to turn that frown upside down. Nobody getting double toppy from models and driving ferraris should be sad. Even if he is like, five foot minus five. Nobody who’s friends with The Migos should cry, ever! They have their own chips! This song is very good though. Again, his sad shit is really effective so even tho he’s crying for help I’m gonna pretend he’s asking me to ignore his situation and dance instead!

4/5

8) Neon Guts (Feat Pharrell Williams):

Two things: I misspell Pharrell’s name every single time I type it, and whoooo shit Pharrrlel can make a goddamn track, even now that he’s more of a spiritual guide to XXL’s freshman classes than a hit maker. He took his gigantic cowboy hat off and donned the BDBC fitted for this one. This is gonna be the biggest song off this whole album, mark my words. Shit slaps dummy hard.

5/5

9) Early 20 Rager:

Oh hey, Lil Uzi named this song the same thing as my friend’s name their Birthday events on Facebook! Hopefully this song doesn’t make me get dressed up and go to 3 bars I don’t like. He says “FUCK YO GIRL ON CAM, GOPRO” which is hilarious. I want my POV porn to have an extreme sports edge to it now. I wanna see Mia Malkova giving head while jumping out of an airplane ASAP.

3.5/5

10) UnFazed (Feat. The Weeknd):

Dog I fucking hate the weekday. I -oh wow this shit slaps nvm I’m wrong.. Still tho if I catch you out here with XO gear on I am throwing it high up into an unscalable tree. One with mad prickles. He does say “Take three Xannies like a hattrick” on this which is super fucking lame and ultra Canadian of him. I know I said that the Pharalel track would be the biggest song on this album, but every white girl I know who does blow loves The Weeknd so this track is gonna go quadruple platinum.

4/5

11. Pretty Mami:

               This song boring as fuck! Maybe Lil Uzi not liking rapping anymore… Isn’t a good thing? I thought disenfranchisement meant bangers that would make me wipe tears away in secrecy at the club… But maybe, instead it means a lack of bangers?????????????????????????? Fuck man… I hate whoever made this man so sad.

2.5/5

12) How To Talk:

THIS BITCH! This song starts with the audio of some woman calling Lil Uzi Vert out for some shit that uhhh I’m not paying attention to. Somebody on 4chan analyze this woman’s vocality n stuff so we know who to speak to about making this guy sad. This song slaps tho, he’s all apologetic about treating her badly and jealous that she’s talking to a ball player. The beat is rad as hell. This is the mood I think of when I think of Lil Uzi’s music. More of this, less Pretty Mami.

4/5

13) X:

Metro Boomin and Pierre Bourne co-producing a Lil Uzi Vert track? I’m in clout heaven. Somebody fetch me a pair of those dumbass glasses that every future dead kid wears while they nod out on xanax. You know the ones? The Fallout 4 fancy lady joints. Thanks. Okay this song is golden and I will defend it no matter what the hell happens with the next two tracks. I’m doin all of Uzi’s dances as best I can to this, eating gummy bears, feelin cute.

5/5

14) Malfunction:

               In the first verse on this dreamy lil song Uzi says “ALL MY GIRLS DRESS LIKE THEY WORK AT HOOTERS” like it’s a good thing. If I’m worth millions of dollars, my many, many girlfriends would all be dressed in differently themed designer garb: One goth model with diamond encrusted tears, one pioneer thot with a golden pitchfork, a pair of ghost women wearing spooky Red Bottoms, etc. Let’s have some showmanship, please. This song is good though, the last ¼ of this album is picking it up.

4/5

15) Dark Queen:

Dark Queen is my favourite race in World Of Warcraft, so I’m stoked on this. The song is all about his relationship with his mother, and how it relates with his relationship with the music business instead of sick raids and fuckin uhhhhhhhh killin monsters? Idk I never played WoW I was too busy playing other videogames u fuckin dorks.

3.5/5

16) XO TOUR LIF3:

               *Crying* SHE SAID BABY I AM NOT AFRAID TO - *still crying* DIE! I forgot this song was on the album. Wow, what a fuckin banger. I want whoever reads this to make sure the lyrics to this song are etched into my gravestone (if I somehow don’t end up buried in an unmarked grave by a jilted lover and her new, tougher boyfriend) Ugh this goes so fuckin hard. This is one of the only songs that, if you have it as your ringtone and it goes off really loudly while we’re sitting next to each other on the C-Train, won’t earn you a dirty look and a subtweet. I want to celebrate the sadness in this song. You did it, Lil Uzi.

5/5

 FINAL SCORE: 7.8/10

This shit had some up and down moments, I’m not gonna lie. But, the good outweighed the bad. I hope Uzi finds the help he needs before his hair gets any more neon than it already is. We believe in you, lil fella.