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lokisprettygirl · 1 year

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Under his influence (Post Avengers! Loki x female reader)

Read chapter 11 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 12

Summary : Your relationship with Loki is growing, your mom tries to play a matchmaker again.

Warning: 18+, Soft Smut, mention of psychological torture, angst, insecurities, self deprecating behaviour, anxiety and overwhelming emotions

"Captain? " Loki called out for Steve as he was about to step out of the training room so he turned around and looked at Loki "May I have a word with you?"

"What is it?" Steve crossed his arms as he questioned.

"I wanted to discuss that statement you gave about me, that I was pretending to be you to steal the scepter" Steve chuckled as loki said that,

"Loki loki, everything is out in the open now, you can drop the act and your lies..it was probably something you did before you disappeared" Steve turned around to leave again

"But what if I'm not lying? What if I wasn't there? What if it wasn't me? Steve halted in his steps as he thought about it "Give it a thought"

Loki walked out , leaving Rogers to contemplate over his words. How could it be possible? He saw the exact doppelganger of him and only loki had the ability to do that. The doppleganger did seem a little different though.

Loki was supposed to be at some gala with other Avengers in the evening and the thought saddened you, mainly because you knew you probably won't see him tonight and you had seen him just twice in the last week, and he was also taking Melisaa to the gala so there were plenty of reasons to keep you anxious throughout the day. You knew he wasn't interested in her but there will be other women there, it was a fancy Gala and all famous rich people were invited, what if he meets someone interesting and they hit it off? What if he realizes that you weren't the best thing he could do in midgard.

Was it too soon to show him your crazy side yet? It's been almost five months since you had met him but it already felt like a lifetime, you have never had a man who made you feel so fulfilled and you didn't even have sex yet. He had so much more to offer to you than just sex, he understood you and your neediness but that could get tiring with time. That's what drove so many guys away from you because you showed them your crazy side too early.

You sat down on the sofa after work and turned the tv on, there was a red carpet and everything. You watched these people and you couldn't relate, you could never imagine yourself to ever be a part of such a circle. However Loki fit in just fine, he was a prince and it showed, his upbringing made it easier for him to blend with those pretentious people, watching him with Melissa hanging around in his arm only made you feel worse. He had a black suit on and he looked handsomer beyond this realm.

"Loki, a quick question..who are you wearing?" The girl interviewing all the celebs asked him and he seemed perplexed.

"Uhhh who am I wearing?" He looked at her confused so Melissa answered on his behalf, the furrowed brows and pursed lips made you want to hug him instantly.

"God you're cute" you whined to yourself, you felt extremely hormonal today, maybe you were pmsing again.

'You're such an embarassement" Melissa whispered in his ear so he glared at her, why would they even ask such a stupid question? What was he supposed to say?

He wished you were here with him, you probably would have found him cute even when he was fumbling like a fool. As soon as they got inside the venue he let go of her hand to get away from her.

"So that's the girl he was staying with for months before you guys captured him again?" Pepper asked Tony so he looked at her for a few seconds before he spoke,

"Yeahh whhy? Isn't she perfect for him?"

"Is she? I mean they're not even talking to each other, look at him" Pepper said to him so he looked at Loki "He'd rather spend his time at the bar then be with her, they look so in love in interviews and stuff" Tony squeezed his eyes as she said that.

"Yeah may be the relationship has run its course"

She looked at him confused and then she shrugged. Her curiosity has been peaked though.

"Brother, when all these people are inebriated I can drop you off to see lady y/n' Loki gave him a side eye as Thor approached him with the proposal.

"Alright, what am I missing here? What is the catch?"

"Catch?"

"Motive, you must have a motive, you are not helping me because of the goodness of your heart are you? Where do you go?" Thor was taken aback by the sudden scrutiny.

"I'm appalled brother, is this what I get for reuniting you with the love of your life? Must it be this difficult for you to believe that I want your happiness?" Thor retorted.

"Hahaha, I laughed, now tell me the truth, who are you seeing? Oh is it the mortal you were besotted with?" Loki asked him again.

"I am not seeing Jane.. absolutely not"

"That is fabulous, Asgard's first man in the line of throne is courting a mortal, what is mother's opinion about that?" Thor sighed, there was no denying it any longer.

"She doesn't know yet and she can not know and for the love of norns lower your voice"

"Oh I'm just overjoyed brother, mother might be unaware of your insolent behaviour but do you really think the loyal snitch would stay quiet for long?"

"Yes he will, Heimdall gave me his word" Loki rolled his eyes as he heard that.

"Oh I forgot he was the royal snitch of Odin, Frigga and Thor"

"Well perhaps he might have been fond of you if you hadn't played those countless tricks on him as a child" Loki scoffed at the insult.

"Yes, a child, I was a child"

"You froze him merely a few years ago"

"He commited treason "

Thor rolled his eyes at the comment but what Loki said next pleased him "Whatever your hidden motive might be, I'm still grateful so–"

"Are you trying to tell me you appreciate my help?"

"Yes"

"Well I appreciate your appreciation "

Loki shook his head before he smiled.

Your phone was ringing so you picked it up hoping that it was Loki, unfortunately it wasn't him but your mother instead..

"Hey mom"

"Hi, listen, remember David's best man Eugene?"

"Gee mom I'm good, how are you?" She groaned at the response before she asked you the same question again.

"Can't say that I do"

"Okay whatever" She sighed deeply before she spoke again "His son is going to be in Minnesota for two days, I'm going to send you his phone number, talk to him" the anxiety rose as she mentioned one more guy she wanted to set you up with.

"What? Isn't he like 40??" You screamed as if you weren't canoodling a guy who was forty plus an extra thousand years.

"He's 35 y/n, he's a doctor and well reputed, you're not some 20 year old yourself, just do me a favor and meet him once"

"Mom I'm not going to do that, I'm seeing someone" you said to her, hoping she'd respect that and would realise that you were fucking 30.

"Yeah who is it? Who are you seeing?"

"God"

You could feel your mother's eyes rolling at the quip, but you weren't lying to her.

"Just show him around, if nothing..you can atleast be friends with him, are you against that as well now?"

You groaned as she continued to be insufferable about it so you agreed to see this man, after all he'd only be there for two days.

"Fine I'll show him around"

You hung up the phone and sighed, this wasn't what you needed, it was like a cherry on the top of a perfect day. You opened YouTube and saw several videos about the stupid gala, you just wanted to see what people were saying about the new IT couple Meloki as they liked to call them affectionately. You stumbled upon a video that showed their relationship timeline from the moment they met. Wow some people really had way too much time on their hands to be so invested like this. You read the comments and some of them made you laugh while others made you feel even worse,

You put the phone down in order to not hurt yourself any more.

You felt horrible at the moment and every time such feelings occurred you felt overwhelmed by the whirlpool of emotions. You were in love with him and he had become the best friend you had always wanted in your life, someone who wouldn't use you and deceive you for selfish purposes, there was a genuine affection from his side that you always felt whenever he was around you but then you have had such friends before, you had those people who cared at first but now they didn't even know whether you were alive or dead.

Sometimes it was who had to cut them off because they couldn't stop hurting you but that didn't mean that you came out unscathed, it still hurt, the memories hurt, the promises hurt, the loss of friendship hurt.

You laid down on the bed and cried your heart out, you spent a month where you couldn't get in touch with Loki and those days were damaging, you didn't think you'd be able to go through that pain again. It was easier to move on when the people you considered your friends had hurt you but losing Loki? You didn't think you'd ever survive losing the way he cared about you, you couldn't imagine seeing a day where you two would be nothing but strangers to each other.

It was starting to get harder to breathe, your own overthinking was driving you into panic, you stuffed your face between the pillow as you cried and cried. In that moment you just wanted to talk to him and have him tell you that he won't hurt you or leave you like others did.

When you heard the knocks on the window just a few seconds later for a second you thought you had imagined it but then you looked at the window and there he was smiling so innocently so you got up, wiped your face as best as you could and walked towards the window to open it so he could get in, he had a dark green shirt on and a black trouser, you could see his long hair waving because of the wind,

"Hiiii" you mumbled as you opened the window but before he could climb in he grabbed your chin and pulled you in to kiss you softly before he let go "Ummm i thought you were not coming tonight"

"I was missing you darling" you nodded and stepped back so he could get in, he noticed you had his shirt on that he had left there or in other words the shirt you had stolen from him.

"Are you okay..you seem..were you crying?" You shook your head as you turned around, you didn't want to snap in front of him.

Before you could get away he grabbed your arm around turned you towards him, he hugged you briefly before he pulled away and grabbed your chin to make you look at him

"Now tell me what's wrong and this time I don't want you to lie to me" he asked, his voice was tender and sweet.

"Nothing..it's nothing…I was just missing you" you pursed your lips to control your sobs but they came out anyways,

"I was missing you"

"You were?" You sobbed even harder and his eyes teared up too.

"How could I not sweetheart hmm?" He cupped your cheeks, leaned down to kiss you and his thumbs proceeded to wipe your tears simultaneously,

"That's just not it, is it? Something else is eating you up..tell me, share with me" he questioned you but you could only hiccup between your cries. Why were you like this?

"It's ..I don't want to annoy you"

"Annoy me? Did I annoy you that day when I wept like a baby in your arms?"

He questioned you softly so you shook your head, you looked like a child at the moment and it made him smile. He just wanted to take away whatever was bothering you and make you feel better

"I just don't want you to leave because people leave when I'm like this, they don't like me like this" the broken voice and the fear your words held made his heart sink, to learn that people had hurt you so badly in the past that you felt afraid sharing your feelings with him was heartbreaking for him.

"Like what princess? You feel hurt and you just want to be held and comforted, there's nothing wrong with that" the back of his fingers brushed against your cheek as he cooed.

"No???"

"Why would this ever drive me away?"

"I just don't want you to leave " you sobbed even harder so he hugged you and gave you the time to let it all out, he could feel your heart thumping in your chest and he knew this thing has been building up from quite some time now. You both had your insecurities and he wanted to be there for you the way you have been there for him.

"Princess I just need you to know and understand that I'm not going to leave, I'd always need you more than you could ever need me" you pulled away to look at him as he said that. You didn't know why would a god like him would ever need you but you liked the sound of that, mainly because of the look on his face.

"Come here sweet thing" he cupped your cheeks again to kiss your forehead and then he took you to the bed, perhaps cuddles would make you feel better. For once he was the one being the bigger spoon here, he made you lay down on his chest and you held onto him as tightly as you could.

"I was just watching you and Melissa on the tv or should I say Meloki and it just bothered me alot" you mumbled so he laid you down on the bed and turned towards you so he could look at you while talking, he laid sideways on his arm and used those fingers of his to caress your scalp while the other hand wrapped around waist and you felt them running up and down on your back

"Meloki? What is that? An ailment of some sort?" you chuckled as he said that

"It's just not her.. I kept thinking about all those gorgeous people at the gala and I just wanted to be there with you..but at the same time I know I'd never fit in"

"Not fit in? My sweetheart you'd not only fit in but stand out between those shallow dimwits, they are just a bunch of buffoons anyways" you giggled as he said that.

"You're so cute" you scooted closer to him and placed your head between the crook of his neck, your arm curled around his slender waist,

"Someday we will tell this whole planet of our truth and it would be glorious"

"It will be glorious" you said excitedly

"Are you feeling better?"

"Mmmhmmm now that you're here I'm Okay..are you gonna stay?"

"Absolutely, besides Thor is out galavanting with his own mortal"

You pulled away to look at him as he said that.

"Is she the same girl he fell for when he came here?"

"That would be her"

"Ahhhh that's nice..ohhhh your parents are going to kill you both"

"Not me, I'm no Asgardian any longer" he chuckled so you kissed him again. He was so adorable.

"Ummmm I have to tell you something..my mother is trying to set me up with this doctor guy, he's the son of my stepfather's friend " he pulled away slightly to look at you.

"I don't like the sound of that"

"Trust me, me neither, but he's going to be here for two days so I'm just gonna meet him and show him around the city"

"What happened to the don't see other people pact?" He pouted so you pecked on his lips again.

"I'm not going to see him, I'm just going to be a fancy tour guide"

"Uhhuhh but what if he sweeps you off your feet?"

"He can compete but he's never winning against thisssss right here" you pointed towards his heart so he smiled "Mr Loki there are no men like you"

He chuckled before he got on top of you and kissed you, he hated the idea of you going out with this guy he knew nothing about but he couldn't have stopped you either, your mother wanted you to see him and you couldn't have denied, besides from what he had heard your mother hated him so it wasn't really wise to tell her about you two just yet.

"Lokiiiii" you moaned into his mouth so he hummed.

"I have your shirt on"

"You think I didn't notice?"

"Mmhmmm did you notice that I am not wearing much underneath it?" He stopped kissing you and looked at you intently, of course he noticed, you just had your underwear on but he didn't want to say anything that would make you feel uncomfortable.

"I did"

He leaned into you and kissed you again while you pulled his shirt out of the confinement of his pants before you unbuttoned it slowly, he moaned into your mouth as your fingernails caressed his bare skin,

"It amazes me how you are so unaware of your good looks" you whispered in his ear and he let out a nervous laughter, kissing down from your jawline his lips trailed over your collarbone slowly, every inch of your skin felt tingling with anticipation of what was about to happen or how far you both were going to take this.

He shifted on top of you, situating his knees on either side of your waist to support his weight.

"If you're ever burdened by those tormenting misconceptions regarding yourself again just remember that no matter where I am, your thoughts are all I carry in my head" your eyes teared up as he said that.

"Mmmmhmmm really?"

"I couldn't stop thinking about you little one, i just wanted to come back here and love you like this" you gulped as he said that, your fingers curled around his neck and you pulled him closer to you to kiss him passionately,

He wanted to stay patient but how could he when you touched him and kissed him so desperately, he could feel the heat radiating off your body, he never knew that he'd ever come to crave the feeling of a woman's warm body underneath him, he wanted to get burned by the heat you were radiating, the energy that felt torturous in other situations only gave him pleasure at the moment.

His hands sneaked under the shirt you were wearing and you let out a loud moan as his fingers trailed over your erect nipples,

"Looo..gosh babyyyy" you whined and bit on your lips as he gave them a little squeeze,

"I have thought about this a countless times since we have met" he mumbled softly.

"You did?"

"Mmmhmm especially when we were separated, your thoughts were the only thing keeping me sane at nights, in every possible way" he whispered in your ear before he sucked on your neck, you wrapped your legs around his waist , the feeling of his cock rubbing against your core was almost too much to take, your body felt shaky, you have never been the subject of such eroticism before, you only read about it and saw the sweltering passion in movies but now you knew how it felt to be touched so sensually by man you were actually in love with.

"Gossshhh Loki…oh goddd"

You cried out his name as he gyrated his hips into your core, your hand gripped his bicep to feel a sense of security because even though you were on the bed you felt as if you'd fall down even lower and deeper into the grounds, it felt like a trance that you were afraid to break out of.

He grabbed the collar of your shirt between his fists and ripped them apart in one quick motion, breaking all the buttons at once, the subtle flaunt of the inhumane strength only added to your arousal, the things he could do to you and with you and the things you'd allow him to do to you were infinite in number. You'd do anything for him as long as he'd continue to rub against you like this .

He allowed the shredded fabric to stay on your body but your breasts were visible to him now, his cock had gotten so hard that he feared he'd come almost instantly.

"Norns you're beautiful, so beautiful, it's taking everything in me to not claim you as my own" he whispered so you cupped his cheeks,

"I'm all yours i promise..i promise" he kissed you feverishly before he grabbed your hips and aided them to match his own movements,

"You are mine darling and I'll never let you go, never"

"Yessss godd yess stay with me, be with me, all of you..with me, I need it lo, I need it"

Your voice trembled as you spoke, words barely audible but he heard them when you whispered everything in his ears, the day he had met you he felt so strangely connected to you and with time he had only fallen in love with every little thing about you that made you so completely you.

"Lokiii I'm gonna…oh wowww" you moaned his name and he couldn't take his eyes off your face, the dimly lit room made the moment even more perfect. He could see you, touch you, you were half naked underneath him but there was still a sense of mystery.

"I know, i know love, let go, cum with me"

You didn't need anything else, it worked like a charm, a trigger, him asking you to cum in that deep husky breathy voice of his was the only push you needed, the hold of your legs around him tightened and your body convulsed underneath him, if he wasn't holding onto you so fiercely your body would have thrashed uncontrollably, maybe someday he could watch you do just that..

You lifted your hips up and gyrated against him in the wake of your high, that made him combust too and it was glorious in every way, he had sex a million times before but he had never been so pleased like this, it wasn't the orgasm itself but the woman who was pleasing him beyond belief.

He placed his head down on your breasts to calm down, your fingers scratched his scalp gently, both of your bodies felt utterly spent.

After a few minutes he laid down next to you so he wasn't crushing you underneath his weight. You turned towards him and gave him a smile which he returned immediately.

"So now we are friends who kiss sometimes, don't see other people and do Thattttt" he chuckled as you said that

"Princess at this point it's safe to say that we are friends who are also lovers"

"I love being your lover"

"So do I"

You kissed him lovingly before you got off the bed to clean yourself up but he was too relaxed to even move a muscle so he used a charm to take care of the mess he had caused in his pants, when you came back from the bathroom he was in a fresh pair of pants.

You didn't remember much after that because as soon as you got back to the bed, he spooned into you like a baby and it merely took a minute for you two to fall asleep.

He woke you up around five in the morning because he knew Thor would be there to take him back to the tower and he wanted to spend some time with you before he would leave.

You kissed him again and you kissed him in a manner that would keep him obsessing over it for the rest of the day

"Don't fall in love with this healer"

"And if I do?" You mumbled teasingly

"I would just have to murder him I'm afraid"

You giggled at the response. He did enjoy stabbing bad people. You fixed the collar of his shirt and his hair seemed all poofy so you made him sit down at the edge of the bed while you brushed them with a comb.

"You have the softest hair lo..such a pretty baby you are" he giggled at the comment. God you loved him.

You missed him as soon as he was gone and now you had to worry about meeting this guy after work, your mother had given you his phone number so you called him, you didn't understand why he wasn't the one to call you since he was visiting. Just the phone call was enough of an indication that you weren't going to get along with this man. He sounded arrogant

"I'm sorry I'm late" you apologized as you spotted him at the restaurant, your mom had mailed a picture of him to you so it was easier to recognise.

"It's fine I guess, I'm used to such tardiness" he smiled but you could tell he was annoyed, you didn't miss the sarcasm in his tone.

"Ummm okay actually I don't think I got your name yet, my mom told me everything except your name, I'm y/n by the way" you raised your hand forward so he looked at it for a few seconds before he shook it.

"Hello y/n, my name is Doctor Stephen Strange"

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rottmntsimp · 3 months

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Hello how are you? I hope you're doing good.

If i can request Casey jr x female!human!reader? Platonic, fluff hc.

About reader - who isn't related to turtles or April, you can say they met at school - is begin a sweet person and understanding, when she met CJ she didn't push him to open up and waited for him to be comfortable, she knows a lot about cooking so she's making a lot for Casey and whatever he wants.

Personal chef

Pairing[s]: Casey Jr + Reader A/N: Part 2/2 of the B'Day double upload!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!~

Casey

💖 - Ok, let's say it's about a few months, maybe a year post-movie. Casey's settling into this new life, and is still currently adjusting to his new lifestyle!

💖 - Oh boy. Lowkey, I would expect this kid to be really excited about going to school.

💖 - Meeting kids his age, learning, being out in the public and not having his life in constant danger? Sign him up!

💖 - He's not...the brightest per say, but he's willing to learn! He never had time for a proper education in the apocalypse, and will probably require some heavy tutoring.

💖 - That's where you come in!

💖 - After April's mother so kindly offered to be the one to enroll him, she made sure to include the fact that he may be a bit behind and would probably require some extra classes.

💖 - First day, he was in the principal's office during lunch, waiting for his supposed tutoring buddy. With how he'd seen kids walk in late to class all day, he sort of expected you to walk in late, but to his surprise you were right on time!

💖 - Walking in, you introduced yourself to him, smiling sweetly, a stark contrast from the behavior he's seen in the hallways. Of course he's still on guard, but it's nice to see a green flag every now and again, right?

💖 - Since Casey doesn't really have a "normal" place, and won't open up on where he lives, you guys decide to have your tutoring sessions at your place!

💖 - Imagine his surprise when after each and every session, without fail, you send him off with a treat or two.

💖 - He'll probably put it aside once he gets to the lair, afraid that it might be poisoned or drugged or whatnot, but after seeing Mikey and Leo munch away at them, he starts to warm up to you.

💖 - Before you know it, he might even bring a snack or two himself [either having Mikey bake them, or just buying something off of a street vendor]

💖 - You guys sit next to each other at lunch!!

💖 - If you eat alone during lunch, pray that you're fine with him tagging along, because once he's hooked, he's hooked.

💖 - And if you have any friends, don't feel shy to introduce him to them, he may not open up to them easily, but he's still kind!

💖 - I hope you like to bring snacks to school, because my guy will be hungry during class [What?! I'm not projecting onto him lmao /sarc]

💖 - If you guys get to a point in your friendship where he's really comfortable with you [most likely after years of knowing you], he might introduce you to the others!!

💖 - Speaking of the others, you know for a fact he's ranted about your cooking to Mikey before. Hell, he'll probably act as a little messenger boy while you two swap recipes-

💖 - He loves that you're so patient, and might even feel a little guilty for not opening up that much, but it'll all be worth it, because trust me, you guys are going to be attached to the hip at one point.

💖 - If he ever sees you getting picked on at school, he will sock the person hurting you in the jaw.

💖 - He might be a little over protective, almost like an overbearing father or older brother, but give the kid a break, he survived an apocalypse!

💖 - On the topic of the apocalypse, he might not tell you about the whole time travel thing until years later.

💖 - He half expects you to burst out laughing and call him a madman.

💖 - To say he was surprised when you just sat there, looking so...genuine.

💖 - He couldn't help but warm up inside as you hooked onto every word he said. Listening as he spoke of his sensei and his mother with such genuine interest it made him feel as though he'd lucked out. As though he'd won the friendship lottery.

💖 - At this point you guys have no secrets whatsoever, to the point where you two share passwords for random stuff. Spotify, Gmail, hell even your phones.

💖 - Teach him how to cook, oh please-

💖 - His taste buds were ruined after surviving off of rats for years.

💖 - If you and Mikey ever meet, please band together and show Casey the joys of working in the kitchen.

💖 - He may not be good on his first try [or possibly ever] but you'd be lying if you said it wasn't fun having him around.

💖 - Make sure to introduce him to different cuisines as well!

💖 - Chinese, Mexican, Indian, everything!

💖 - I am a firm believer that Casey will not hate anything till he has tried or seen it at least once.

💖 - Expect him to be a bit sentimental about things.

💖 - Maybe on your friend-aversary, he bakes you a batch of the first treat you made him.

💖 - Or maybe on your birthday he takes you out to the first place you guys hung out!

💖 - And yes, this guy will be your taste tester for everything.

💖 - Although he may not understand the concept of "good food," teach him and he'll learn! Explain to him how to recognize if there's too much salt or too less seasoning, and before you know it-

💖 - ✨Refined taste palette✨ /j

💖 - But yeah, overall, I feel that your friendship would help him grow more as a person. And as soon as he recognizes that, he'll make sure to shower you with appreciation <3

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e-nonsense · 1 year

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𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲, 𝐨𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬

⇢ ᴊᴀꜱᴏɴ ᴛᴏᴅᴅ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ {ᴀɴʏ!ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ}

⇢ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇꜱᴛ ꜱᴏʀᴄᴇʀᴇꜱꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴄᴜ, ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴛᴀɴᴛɪɴᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ (ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ, ɴᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ꜱʜɪᴛ). ꜱʜᴇ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘꜱ ᴊᴀꜱᴏɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ, 'ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ.

⇢ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ » ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴊᴏʜɴ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴛᴀɴᴛɪɴᴇ, ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ, ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴɪᴄ ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱɪᴏɴ

"Wait up" Duke's voice was slightly drowned out by rain, the rest of the Bats followed behind him. Earlier in the night, Nightwing had been cursed by some inexperienced warlock and well he turned into a baby. Also he clung to Jason like his life depended on it.

So here they were, the majority of the 3 of 5 Robins and Batman, walking up a mountain, trying to get to a friend of Jason's, they weren't even sure if you were that.

"where are we even going?"

"to see my wife" Dick cheered, and Jason smiled at him.

It was Bruce's turn to ask questions "your what?!"

Jason forgot that nobody else except for Dick and whoever you told knew he was married, "my wife" he looked at them and down at his brother "I'll explain later, we're here"

He pushed the doors open, well tried to before you sensed his presence and the doors opened for him opened the door. Your butler, Jamie wasn't waiting on the other side for once.

What they hadn't expected to see was flashing lights.

Yellow and red?

And yelling "You fucking idiot, you brought it here?!" you, but who were you yelling at?

"In all honesty love, I didn't think it would follow me" Constantine, oh how Jason despised him. He took every opportunity to piss Jason off, like standing too close to you, or holding your hand. He knew you didn't care much for it, because you both viewed each other platonically and you tried to get him to stop but John Constantine was a stubborn man.

But it also made Jason a little insecure, John was a powerful warlock despite what everyone would say he was a nice guy. You probably related to him more, both of you deal with the supernatural everyday.

But everytime Jason has those thoughts you shoot it down, you make him know that he's the only one you'd ever want, the only person you'd ever need.

"It's from hell, John! Of course it'd find you" you took a quick break from yelling at him to mutter a spell under your breath.

Chains appeared from the ceiling, shackling the demon and ripping it from the woman's body. The ruins you had drawn on the bottom of your carpet came in handy for once. It trapped the demon in place, as the two of you performed another spell to send it back to hell.

"Another day, another demon" John breathed out "you alright love?"

"I'm going to kill you Johnny" you grinned, turning around you saw Jason. "I thought I sensed your presence Jase"

The bats mustn't have realised they were staring until you started to walk up to Jason, and gave him a kiss and looked down at the oddly familiar baby he was carrying.

"aww, hi dickiebird" you cooed at the baby waving your fingers at him as he giggled.

"We need your help" Jason smiled at you.

"So, Johnny what do you think?" baby Dick Grayson was asleep in your arms as you turned the page of some old book about age regression magic, pointing at something and John looked over to read it. It wasn't hard magic, but most of the time done on accident, like a slip of the tongue, or mispronouncing something.

When he finished reading the paragraph you showed him, he spoke "sounds about right, and should be simple enough to fix"

Batman was confused, how come Constantine hadn't spoken about you before? Why hadn't Jason told him? Maybe 'cause Bruce would've acted very weirdly about it, like full background check and stalking weird.

Damian was the one to ask though, as if he read his father's mind "how did you two meet?"

you looked up and smiled "I tried to kill him"

Jason laughed at the memory, Dick had been there with him when it happened. "Hm, failed miserably might I add"

"Oh fuck off babe" you grinned

"Why?"

"Because I heard her a mile away" he spoke, earning a soft mutter of liar from you.

Damian was getting irritated "no why did she try to kill you?"

you looked at the current Robin again "thought he was some possessed corpse"

"Can you help Grayson?" Damian hesitated at first, but asked none the less. "Yeah should be able to, but-"

"but?"

You looked at John, "nothing important, I'll help yeah?" he answered for you.

"I hate non-verbal magic"

About thirty minutes later, you had drawn the runes on the walls. And started the spell, you went red? Like your hands and your body were engulfed by a red glow.

You were beautiful.

Most of the time Jason spent thinking about, he would wonder how he deserved you, how you a literal goddess could look at him and see beauty. You often called him graceful, telling him that even Greek sculptors could never create something as beautiful and flawless as him, no statue, no being in any universe compared to your husbands beauty and grace.

And you let him know it everytime, he often turned red and hid his face in your neck or in your hair. One time the Outlaws heard you tell him that, and every single one of them were speechless- even Roy.

You always managed to remind Jason he was loved, no matter what.

ᴛᴀɢ/ꜱ: @co-sharkie

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tillthelandslide · 8 months

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Don't know if you would like requests like this but...

Imagine Lou gets asked to do an interview whilst on tour with the guys and she's just gushing over them... And maybe they'm can be featured?

Insufferable Arsehole: An Interrupted Interview

A/n: I absolutely love requests like these. It means I get to write something that's not within the series but relating to it and I had fun writing this. I got this request ages ago and I'm finally getting round to finishing it... This is kinda set in the middle of Chapter 1, before the fans new about their relationship.

Note: I got sent this ages ago so I aoologise for taking so long... I'm trying to sort out my drafts because I have so many so I'm finally getting round to posting it even though it's not really finished.

Taglist: @scooby-doodoo @thereisaplaceintheheart @theoriginalwhatsername @eaglestar31

Initially when Jamie had explained that companies had started to reach out, practically begging to get an interview with her, she was apprehensive to say the least. He had explained that he had spoken with Lou's manager Gregg and they both agreed it would be a good step for her.

It would allow fans of the 1975 who didn't know her very well to get to know her better and for her own fans, would provide them with content that they desperately wanted.

She was unsure because she knew she'd be asked about her and Matty's relationship. But the couple spoke about it and Matty (along with Jamie) said that whatever she decided to say or not say, was fine with them and they would deal with any repercussions as a team.

As they were on tour, Jamie managed to fit an online interview in, so there she sat, at the back of their tour bus, laptop placed in front of her as she nervously played with her hair. She could hear the guys laughing and having fun in the background and was afraid she would be missing out, but she knew she needed to do this.

She heard a quick knock on the door, 5 minutes until the interview starts, she murmurs a come in before the door is opening ever so slightly and Mattys face is revealed.

"Are you alright in here darling? We'll try to keep it down" he says, sweetly, smiling at her from his place, having not yet stepped into the threshold.

"Yeah" she says, thumbs fumbling against each other which doesn't go unnoticed by Matty. His eyebrows raise as he knows she's lying to him so he finally steps into the room, closing the door behind him and placing himself next to her, hands finding hers.

"What's up sweetheart?" He asks, pressing a kiss to her forehead. All her worries seem to drift away when he's there with her.

"Just nervous, haven't had an interview since... Well just after we finished the tour... And then 3 weeks later I was joining you... Haven't had much time to..." She pauses, thinking of her words.

"Haven't had much to think, have you love?" He finishes her words for her, and the pair nod at each other.

"I know what all of this means to me... What you all mean to me... But I'm not always the best at explaining it" she explains and he nods.

"Just act like you're talking to me hmm? Will that make it easier?" He says and she nods, smiling at him. Their lips meet in a gentle kiss before her laptop is ringing. Matty leaves the room then, telling her she'll be fine and to just think of him.

She then answers the call, smiling at the interviewer as they say their hellos and introduce themselves.

The interviewer quickly explains what they'll be talking about and then she sees the icon, letting her know it's now being recorded. She introduces the specific interview channel before introducing Lou.

"I'm joined by the wonderful Lou, who is currently touring with the 1975, how are you today?" she asks.

"I'm amazing, thank you! how are you?" She asks, a wide smile on her face.

"I'm great thank you. Lovely to have you here"

"It's wonderful to be here, over the internet" she says making the interviewer laugh.

"So you've been touring with the 1975 for over a month now, what's it been like so far?" She asks and Lou smiles.

"I am honestly having the best time, the guys are just the best and the fans are so dedicated and just lovely" she says, keeping her answer brief, not over revealing but telling enough.

"And you've known these guys, for a long time right?" She asks, Lou appreciates how casual the interview feels, she really doesn't like interviews which are too formal or have over complicated questions.

"Yeah I went to school with the guys. I've known George since I was born, our dad's are best friends. He's like furniture in my life now" she smiles.

"That's adorable. What's it like knowing them that long?" She asks, a smile on her face. You briefly reminisce on the time, smiling widely.

"I mean... They're like my family now honestly. I don't know what I'd do without them... And the truth is I haven't known anyone, apart from my family, as long as I've known them... And they're the biggest supporters of my career and always have been so it's been the best and I'm incredibly lucky to have them and to be on this journey with them" she explains.

"Now alongside knowing them for as long as you have, and being as close as you are with them, especially with George, you must have faced comments from fans and paps? Comments about relationships?" She asks and Lou nods.

"Yeah. Unfortunately that's always something I think is going to happen. Sometimes, I think especially with younger fans, they see two people as close as George and I for example, and they think they must be dating... And that's just not the case, I love all of the boys, more than I've ever loved anyone... But platonic relationships are just as important and... Real as romantic ones" she explains, the interviewer smiles at her, she looks down at her lap, presumably at her question card and her face drops slightly, she probably doesn't actually want to ask the next question but someone is making her.

"Everyone has been talking about it and asking about it, but you and Matty seem to be getting very close, as you've just said platonic relationships are very important but is there something else going on?" She asks the words with caution and Lou smiles at her, letting her know it's okay to ask.

She chuckles lightly before speaking "Um- Matty and I haven't always seen eye to eye but being on this tour has really helped that. I mean, spending every hour of every day with someone kind of forces that to happen anyway... But, he's really important to me, he's an amazing person and Um-" she smiles, and she thinks that will be enough to tell the fans what they need to know.

"Yeah he's just wonderful. I'm really loving being with him and the guys right now" she says. Her words don't fully confirm anything but they don't deny anything either.

"Great" the interviewer smiles widely before she continues talking "fans have of course been loving hearing you sing alongside the guys and hearing you're incredible solo in 'About You' but they're wondering when you'll be returning to your own band and doing your own projects?" She asks.

"Well I'll be on this tour with the guys until they don't need me anymore" she laughs "and then me and the band will discuss what we want to do in terms of touring. Obviously we had been touring and making albums since we were teenagers and all needed a bit of break"

The interviewer nods before Lou keeps talking.

"I didn't take much of break obviously because I started doing this" they both laugh "but that just explains my whole personality to be honest, I just need to be kept busy. However, I am working on songs and things whilst touring" she says.

"I'm sure fans will be very happy to hear that"

"I hope so"

"And will the boys maybe feature?"

"Maybe... I haven't asked them, but that would be cool. Our music is a little bit different from one another but I'm sure we could find some middle ground"

"Everyone's wondering about this next question, I've seen so many fans asking it, so what's your favourite song by the 1975 and is there any you don't like?" She asks and Lou smiles.

"Oh god that's hard... Honestly I don't think they've ever released a song that I didn't like... There's definitely been some ones where g has sent me the demo and I've preferred the demo" she says making the interview laugh.

"As for favourite... I'd say at the moment it's Frail State of Mind... Think it changes too much for me to say what my all time favourite is" she explains and the interviewer nods.

"And favourite to perform?" She asks.

"About you... Obviously" she then hears a loud ruckus coming from outside the room, the boys laughing uncontrollably about something.

"Sorry about all that noise" Lou laughs and the interviewer just shrugs it off, not minding in the slightest.

"One downfall about touring with this lot is they're mental, get up to all kinds of trouble" she says and she hears the door creaking open next go her, revealing both George and Matty.

"Don't let her lie to you, she's usually involved in the trouble" George shouts and Lou chuckles as she stares at the two men.

"That's George" she says to the interviewer.

"She's usually the one who starts all of the trouble" Matty then says, smirking at her, raising his eyebrows.

"And Matty" Lou says and the interviewer nods. The boys come to sit next to her, Matty placing a hand on her thigh which luckily cannot be seen by the camera.

"Hi" they both wave and the interviewer almost sits in shock.

"This was unexpected" she says, smiling at the two men as she waves back.

"Well, we were kind of missing Lou, this is the longest we've been without her so far" George says making the lady smile at the sweet sentiment.

"That's very sweet. Do you mind if I ask you two a few questions? Now you're here with us?" She asks and both the guys nod.

"Oh god. Behave" she points at both of them and all of them laugh.

"What's it like having Lou on tour with you?" She asks the simple question and George answers first.

"It's the best honestly. She's been my best friend since we were babies and where we're usually touring on different sides of the world, we don't get to see each other that much. But now I get to have her every day" George smiles "and she's fucking sick, an amazing addition to the band" George says, apologising for swearing which makes every laugh.

The interviewer looks and Matty then and his eyes shout to Lou and he smiles before talking.

"Yeah it's alright I guess" he jokingly says and they all laugh again "no it's amazing really. She fits in really well with the band which I didn't think would happen. She's just amazing really that's all I can say" Matty keeps it brief and simple and Lou appreciates it. She feels his hand squeeze her thigh gently and she smiles at him as her hand slowly (and discreetly finds his).

"What's the best part of having Lou on tour with you?" The interviewer asks and Lou's eyes flick in between both men, watching as they smile widely.

"Just having my best friend back to goof around with to be honest' George admits and it makes her smile widely and lean her head on his shoulder for a second.

"Hearing her sing and come up with her songs is pretty awesome" Matty says and her eyes find his, they smile widely at each other and Matty speaks her next words directly to her "she has this little notebook that she writes all her stuff in, and it's got all these pictures in it... Its nice to fill them with pictures of us" he says, there's a beat, a moment of silence before Matty looks back at the screen, eyes finding the interviewer who is smirking, he then and only then corrects his words.

"Us as in the band... Of course" he says and both George and the interviewer raise their eyebrows.

Of course when the interview is released fans go wild over every part of the interview, but that part sticks out and it just fuels the fire of speculation about their relationship.

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simplyholl · 1 year

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Across the Multiverse Pt. 1 [Loki x F. Reader]

*This is almost finished, so I will try to post an update at least once a week. I do have a toddler, so no promises. All the hugs to @lokisgoodgirl for reading this and holding my hand through the whole thing. You’re the best!

Summary: Y/N and Loki’s relationship takes an unexpected turn after one of Stark’s parties. When they are sent on a mission to find their multiversal selves, will they realize they should be together?

Pairing: Avenger Loki x F. Avenger Reader

Warnings: Smut. Minors DNI. 18+ ONLY. Incorrect use of multiverse travel.

Your best friend Loki always came to your room after he sent his latest conquest packing. He had an endless line of women who couldn’t wait to be the newest notch on his bed post. You had never seen the same woman twice, and he made them leave right after. Then it was the same routine with you. He would make his way next door to your room where you would watch a movie, have snacks, and cuddle.

When you joined the Avengers, you had to do a lot of interviews together. Often paired while training, you two had just clicked. Your friendship had started by giving each other book recommendations, reading together, and eating breakfast after training. Then came the interview. The one that shot you into best friend status, was one you would never forget. The interviewer incessantly berated Loki for the attack on New York, how some people still viewed him as a villain, and how could we believe he had changed. This was all old news. Loki had been with the team for a while. He had more than proven himself. You could tell the endless questioning was getting to him.

So, you spoke up. “How dare you question his loyalty to us. He has defeated countless enemies to protect this world. He was mind controlled during the attack on New York, so that wasn’t his fault. I trust Loki more than anyone on this team. I’m sure he gets tired of saving people like you, who doubt him daily. But he does it anyway, because he is a great guy.” Loki placed his hand on your thigh and gave you a thankful smile. Ever since that day, Loki got closer to you. He opened up more. He told you about his mother, his childhood being in Thor’s shadow, and his Jotun heritage. He knew you saw right through his cold façade. He trusted you.

“What are you thinking about?” Loki interrupted my wondering mind. I smile lazily at him as I snuggle into his chest. “Just thinking about our friendship.” “I am honored to have you as a friend, Y/N.” Yeah FRIEND, I almost laugh out loud. It’s not that I’m jealous of his harem or anything. I’ve just thought about what would happen if we crossed that line. I have no doubt that it would be mind blowing. He wouldn’t have all these women trying to jump him, if he wasn’t great in bed. My room is also beside his, so I hear everything. It’s kind of sad. I’m stuck in my room with my vibrator, forever single. While he is getting laid every weekend.

Maybe it’s not even him, I’m just horny since it’s been a while right? But he has those long, curly, raven locks that I would love to run my fingers through. The body of a literal god, and oh stop thinking like that! He will never take me to bed. If he did, he would treat me like those other women. He would toss me out on my ass after rendering me speechless. One night of great sex isn’t worth ruining what we have.

~The Next Weekend~

The music is booming over the speakers as I make my way to the bar. If Tony’s parties are good for anything, it’s free alcohol. I glance across the room searching for Loki. Four women surround him. One on each of his arms, the other two trying to get as close as possible. He is putting on a show for them, fireworks dancing in his hands. He catches me staring and winks at me. I turn around smoothing my dress. That’s it! I am not going back to my room alone tonight. I take a shot hoping it will soothe my nerves. I’ve never had a one-night stand before. It’s been too long since I was in a relationship.

I take a deep breath. I can do this. “You look stunning tonight.” Bucky grins checking me out. “Thank you. Hey, do you wanna dance with me?” “Sure thing, doll.” He grabs my hand leading me to the dance floor. A slow song comes on, he pulls my body close to his. His hands rest on my hips, the coolness of his metal arm makes a chill run over me. I rest my head on his broad chest. “Hey Y/N, there’s nothing going on between you and Loki is there?” I laugh at the ridiculous insinuation. “No. Why?” “Because he is looking at me like he is going to kill me.” I glance over at Loki to confirm. Sure enough, he looks really pissed off. “I’m not sure what that’s all about. But I do know it has nothing to do with me. Don’t worry about it.”

The next song plays and I back it up on Bucky in time with the fast beat. I gyrate my hips while his hands roam all over my body. When I turn around Bucky’s lips find mine. His tongue explores my mouth as I pull him closer. I am ready to take him back to my room when I feel a large hand on my shoulder. “Y/N, I need to speak with you.” Loki’s eyes are filled with rage as he takes in the scene before him. “I’m a little busy right now, Lo, can’t it wait?”

I’m pleading with my eyes signaling that I was trying to get busy with Bucky. Surely, he knows where this was going, that it has been so long for me. He jerks my hand off Bucky, practically dragging me away. “No, it is an urgent matter.” I look back at Bucky and mouth sorry. “What is so important? I was about to get dicked down for the first time in forever by a SUPER SOLDIER, Loki! A super soldier.” I whine. “Just imagine what he can do with that metal hand.” My rant is cut short when Loki slams me against a wall. I peek around his shoulder to find we are in his room. “Loki, what are you doing?” He breathes deeply, eyes conflicted.

“Do you really think he could fuck you better than I could, Y/N?” My heart stops for a second while I realize what he said. “I – um, what?” I stutter, my voice barely recognizable. Loki pushes my hair away from my neck. He places a trail of kisses from my collar bone to my jaw. I’m not sure if I’m breathing. He stops his assault, looking into my eyes intently. “I said do you think he could fuck you better than I could? A super soldier? That is what you desire, love? I am a god. He wouldn’t be able to make you come. I would leave you a whimpering mess, and you would still beg for more.”

He places more kisses to my jawline. “Let me worship you, darling.” He doesn’t have to ask me twice. I nod my approval. “Before we begin, I have two rules you must follow. Number one: do not fall in love. This is the most important of the two. I will never be in love with you, and I do not wish to hurt you. Rule number two: This will only happen this once. I never take Midgardian women to my bed more than that. You lot are too fragile with your feelings. You get attached too easily. The last thing I need is an obsessed woman following after me like a lost dog.” He looks intently into my eyes gauging my reaction.

“I will do whatever you want, Loki. Just please touch me.” His smile turns wolfish as he grabs my face. His lips crashing into mine. When we part, he lifts my dress up. I watch as he peppers kisses on my thighs. He places a kiss to the front of my soaking panties before sliding them down my knees. He tosses them over his shoulder. I cry out in surprise as he lifts me up against the wall. He laughs wickedly as he bunches my dress around my waist.

“I lie awake at night imagining this, Y/N. Wondering how you would taste, what sounds you would make as I brought you pleasure.” “Loki, please?” I beg him gripping his hair trying to pull him closer. He wastes no time. He licks a stripe up my center before suckling my clit. His name a prayer on my lips. I pull on his silky curls as he moans against me. “Tastes so good.” He devours me while pleasure hums low in my stomach. “More, Loki.” He pushes me harder against the wall. I hold onto those glorious, muscled arms. He eats me like a man starved, and I am more than willing to be his feast. “Loki, I’m c... oh God, Loki!” I come down from my high. He places a gentle kiss to my thigh as he sets me down. My legs are so wobbly. I don’t think I can stand on my own. I reach for him to support myself. But he swiftly picks me up placing me on his bed.

He waves his hand and my dress disappears along with his clothes. I can’t help but stare at him. I don’t have long to take in his beauty before he climbs on top of me. He sinks into me completely claiming me. With his moaning against my neck and experienced fingers circling my clit, it doesn’t take long before I am coming undone again. Loki follows close behind. He lays his head on his silky forest green pillows smiling at me.

I don’t think I can handle my best friend throwing me out of his room. So, I stand up covering myself with my hands. I walk over to my clothes long forgotten in the floor. Loki sits up as I start putting my now wrinkled dress back on. “Y/N, what are you doing?” “I was going to go back to my room to shower and give you some space. I know you don’t like women staying over.” His face holds a look of concern while he considers my words.

“I have a bath drawn for you if you wish to stay.” He takes my hand leading me to his bathroom. I step into the warm bath, getting used to the water. Loki climbs in as well. “I thought you said this bath was for me?” I tease. “I could not leave a beautiful lady to clean herself after I have so thoroughly ruined her.” He smiles while lathering soap on the soft cloth. He pulls me closer starting to wash my arms. When he gets to my breasts, he ditches the cloth using his hands to apply the soap. I moan as he pinches my nipples.

He continues massaging me, working his way lower. I squeak in surprise as he slips one long finger inside me, then another. He laughs mischievously. I lay my head on his porcelain shoulder grasping onto him as I come undone for the third time. When I can think clearly, my eyes find his. “I thought you said we were only going to do this once?” He scans my face, lowering my body onto his. As he sinks into me, he whispers, “Once is not enough.”

Part Two

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paradoxcase · 5 months

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Harrow the Ninth Pronunciation Guide

I keep coming back to that idea that he might have picked this name because of Caesar. It would be so funny if that was actually the case. Like, it would be like if in some future where the US had somehow ceased to exist, I don't know, conquered, destroyed, disestablished, whatever, only subject matter for historians now, etc. and some world leader was like, man, George Washington was really cool, I really admire that guy, I want everyone to think about George Washington when they hear my name. So I'm going to change my last name to George, because who else was there even who was named George? I bet this is exactly what the ancient Americans did to invoke this great man

But now I'm curious about how much of Earth's old cultural whatnot was still public knowledge 100 years after the Resurrection. Like, people don't seem to remember anything about that era anymore, but surely the people who were resurrected all knew about it, and I doubt all that knowledge just disappears in a generation. Did people know John's name back then, and its links to Christianity and at least that Gaius was a Roman name?

Ok, so, not really related to the pronunciation at all, but it occurs to me that we've now learned that Augustine and probably also Mercy and Gideon and their cavaliers would have been born on pre-Resurrection Earth and resurrected by John, since they are the founders of their Houses, right? And if supposedly all of the people who were resurrected spoke English, and English is still the operating language of the Nine Houses, they should have English names, right? Alfred is a perfectly traditional English name; Cristabel is not exactly traditional but perfectly believable as a name that someone would be given; Gideon, sure, biblical names never go out of fashion in the anglosphere, even the weird ones, for real I went to college with a guy named Cain; Augustine, well, Augustus has a fine tradition as a name, that seems like a believable variation on that. But are we meant to believe that there were English-speaking people on Earth before the Resurrection named Mercymorn and Pyrrha? I could buy Mercy by itself as a woman's name given by some incredibly religious Christians or something, but "Mercymorn" seems to be following the standard we have in these books of two part names like Harrowhark and Coronabeth and Jeannemary, which is not something that i think came from any Earth tradition. And I can't imagine anyone would have been named Pyrrha. Maybe her parents were Classics nerds, or something?

Augustine and Alfred were like quite possibly the very first people to ever have an arithmonym. How could there possibly have been any implications about any use of them at that point?

Honestly, I feel like it works much better as a reference to Pyrrhus, just in terms of names being significant in the context of the story, because of what happened to Gideon in the fight against Number Seven

It's kind of funny that she wrote a whole paragraph about this, but at no point did she actually define "dactylic enneameter" for anyone who didn't recognize the roots, as, presumably, a poetic meter where each verse consists of nine metric feet, which each consist of two unstressed syllables followed by a stressed one

This pronunciation makes me realize this is supposed to be apo + pneumatism. But the pneuma root is about movement of air. Is thanergy a force that only moves or exists or emanates/radiates due to the presence of air molecules, like sound? Is that why there is so little thanergy in space, and not just because there isn't a source of thanergy nearby? Light can obviously travel for huge distances from the source through space, because it doesn't rely on air molecules

I'm fairly certain that every other English word that derives from Greek meso- is pronounced either /mɛzoʊ/ or /mɛsoʊ/, so why is this one /misoʊ/?

#the locked tomb #harrow the ninth

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"It is very nice that you still call up your wife."

Sova mentioned while glancing at Chamber. Chamber had just ended his call to his wife like he did after every mission. She didn't answer, no, never. But he loved to call her even so, hoping one day she would.

"Yeah, it's so sweet of you!" Skye smiled while patting his shoulder.

"Merci, it helps me feel at ease."

No one knew what happened to her, not even her husband. According to him, after saying she was leaving for a meeting... Manon vanished.

Skye's hand on his shoulder, Chamber smiled at his phone with hope. There were a lot of people who believed Manon ran off to someone else. But Chamber knew her- it took him months, almost a year, to get her to open up a little. There was no way she would run off with anyone.

"Tell me, Chamber, have you ever checked her e-mails?" Cypher walked over his fingertips touching each other in a villainous pose.

"What do you mean by that, Cypher?" Chamber crossed his eyebrows.

"Well, ya know, just to make sure?" Cypher shrugged.

Taken aback and not pleased by what Cypher was suggesting. Chamber stood up whilst putting his phone inside his vest.

"Cypher, I hope you are not suggesting My Manon ran off to someone else."

"No, of course not!"

His hands raised in defence as Chamber had taken a step towards him.

"You might find something important, perhaps?" Cypher suggested with hands hands open.

"He is not wrong." Added Viper who had been quiet this whole time. Arms crossed, she was leaning on her left leg.

"It's better to be safe than sorry." Cypher shrugged.

He had considered checking her messages before. But Chamber didn't want to distrust her this way. An eyebrow raised, his arms crossed while thinking. This could indeed help find where Manon was, and if she was actually... No. The thought of betraying her trust ashamed him. That was not his Cub, he knew she wouldn't cheat.

"Very well. I will find someone to do the job-"

"Ah, actually- I volunteer." He chimed in again with a hand raised, getting everyone's attention.

"For a little price, of course, ~!" everyone could hear that goddamn smirk on Cypher's voice. Chamber raised an eyebrow while the other trio looked at the men.

The "little" price was not so little, but it was lower than what most hackers would ask for. But alas, Chamber would rather not have this team know about the little trick he had up his sleeve. So...

Cypher won.

The group stood by Cypher's monitors, watching as he hacked into Manon's mail. Soon, Manon's e-mails were right in front of all to see. There wasn't much. Just some junk mail; subscriptions of stuff and scam e-mails that were useless to them. But then, Viper pointed at an e-mail from Kingdom Co. It was about a year old, dated 16th November. Cypher opened it.

"I remember this." Viper breathed out after Skye read the mail out loud, Viper's hands on her hips as she spoke. She had never thought it was the same Manon, but it was a pleasant surprise. Viper glimpsed at Chamber who was avoiding her gaze. Perhaps he didn't want to know if Viper knew his wife, maybe he just didn't want to.

"This was just a day after we transferred to a new laboratory." She added

"Why were you transferred, if ya don't mind me asking?" Curiously asked Skye.

"The old building in North Canada was cold and unstable. We had to go to a different building in the South." Arms crossed, Viper spoke.

"Let's keep lookin', maybe we'll find something." Skye pointed at the screen and Cypher went back to scrolling.

"Look for something related to Kingdom." Sova chimed in, leaning against the desk.

"I'm on it."

Cypher did as Sova suggested and searched. They found something again, some more email exchanges with "Ethan Merritt". Everyone turned to Chamber who was holding his breath but tried to keep it cool. He had never heard of a guy named "Ethan" but Chamebr trusted her. With a nod from him, the team began reading through work emails. Ethan and Manon emailed about three times, discussing the exact date to meet for... A promotion?

"Wait..." Leaning back, Skye placed her hands on her hips. "So she got promoted but not even ten days later... She got fired?"

"Something is odd here. Keep looking." Sova was more intrigued now. He got closer.

Sova was right. Something was fishy. Everyone was curious now, watching the screen while Cypher went back to scrolling. Everyone in the room was observing the screen.

Chamber was... Quiet. She get fired? But this happened after she went missing, something didn't add up. His eyes narrowed and he put a hand on Cypher's chair which gripped tight for support.

"There!" Sova pointed at the screen.

"Putain."

Chamber and Viper were both quiet. They couldn't believe what they were looking at.

"What is it?" Skye leaned in.

"... Manon's team manager wasn't Ethan Merritt." Chamber finally mumbled.

"No, it wasn't," Viper replied

"What was it then?" asked Skye with curiosity.

Chamber brushed his hair back as he paced a little away from the group, and towards Munaqat (Cypher's fish). Then, Viper and Chamber spoke up at the same time.

"Jean-Loup Corne."

They exclaimed while Cypher, Sova, Skye and Munaqat were all staring at the two. Surprise had taken over them. That meant whoever this "Ethan" guy was, he was an imposter.

"Maybe a new manager got hired?" Skye tried not to jump to conclusions but Viper denied it. She would've heard. Chamber would have heard.

"There doesn't seem to be any more emails between them"

Cypher informed them while going through the rest of the emails. Nothing else was important to them; meaning they had hit a dead end. Cypher and Sova agreed to try to locate "Ethan" through the e-mail's IP.

But something wasn't right. Manon would have told him about anything. Chamber knew his wife so well. Not even her mother didn't know her that well. He sighed after waving goodbye to Viper and Skye. Then he began walking the opposite way as he pulled out his phone. He needed to use that trick up his sleeve.

#valorant #valorant oc #oc #chamber #cub valorant #skye valorant #sova valorant #cypher valorant #viper valorant #backstory

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A/N: Well, hi there! It's ya girl back with more! This chapter's a bit dark but like its for the plot so....

Based on the actors portrayal/hbo show and written with no disrespect to the real life veterans. Also all images found on Pinterest.

TW: Swearing, threatening, verbal assault, (lmk if i need to add something here!)

Made of Glass

Chapter seven: Smooth

Latrine duty was worse than it sounded but at least she wasn't alone. Five men were on their knees next to her.

George Luz and Donald Malarkey were the only guys cleaning latrines that she was previously friendly with. Birdie had officially introduced herself to Tipper and Shifty while scrubbing toilets. She'd tried not to think about it too much when she shook their hands, grimacing.

And lastly, tormenting her in the lavatories was Joseph Liebgott.

She had only ever butted heads with him and it didn't look like it was going to stop any time soon. He rolled his eyes when she spoke and she made faces at him when his back was turned.

George caught her sticking her tongue out at the behind Liebgott's head once and burst into uncontrollable laughter. Which had caused her to giggle and caught the man's attention, he scoffed at the pair who were apparently laughing at nothing.

“You're doing it wrong.” Liebgott told the woman in the stall next to him. Birdie audibly sighed,

“By all means; do it for me, then.” She invited but instead of taking over her task, he decided to fling an underhanded comment her way.

“Aren't women supposed to be good at cleaning?”

“Yeah? Well that's why I'm here and not a ‘good little housewife’ for some sorry fool.” Birdie was starting to reach her limit of face time with Liebgott. She brushed off everything he said with her own witty reply but she could only take so much of his attitude before she began souring, he was actually starting to piss her off.

“The man who marries you would be a fool.” Joe mumbled loud enough for her to hear. Birdie was about to retort when another voice interrupted.

“Children, children, please! Enough with the bickering, just kiss already!” It was George who tried to break up the endless insults between them, although his tone was full of delight. He attempted to keep the mood up but he was enjoying their spiteful remarks a little too much.

“Good thing I’m kneeling over a toilet, cause I just threw up a bit.” Bernadette fake gagged to emphasise her point.

“Oh yeah? Well you-“ Liebgott began but the Liebgott-Birdie banter was cut off once again.

“Oh my God! I can’t take it anymore!" Malarkey called out.

“These two are going drive us all insane!” Tipper added earning chuckles from the group excluding Birdie and Liebgott who glowered at each other and returned to their work.

Maybe ignoring one another was the best course of action.

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Sparkling lavatories meant the six cleaners were released, permitted to spend the rest of the Saturday afternoon as they pleased.

Bernadette had dashed for the showers, making an effort to rid her body and hair of the lingering smell; a sickly mixture of sweat, cleaning products and an outhouse.

She let her damp hair hang down her back, allowing it to air dry on her way to her barracks. Birdie had decided to spend her time off replying to the multitude of letters she had begun receiving from her hometown. The latest letter accrued that very morning was from her oldest sister, Helen and she was itching to read it.

Her mind was off in the clouds, wondering what her relations were up to and what news might be waiting for her. Birdie's legs automatically took the route to her sleeping quarters, now known off by heart. She rounded the corner, still a few minutes away from her destination and noticed a group of uniformed men circled around and passing smokes between them.

Birdie gave them a brief smile and no second thought, aiming to cruise past them. It seemed as though they had other plans in mind.

“Well hello, beautiful.” The tallest man of the group smiled and the three men with him chuckled along as if he was a comedian. Whatever joke he was telling did not fill Birdie with joy. She slowed her pace and swallowed the salvia forming in her mouth, suddenly anxious to return to the women's building.

“Afternoon.” She spoke curtly, stepping around them only to be stopped when he moved in her path.

“Now, where do you think you're going, huh? We just want to talk.” His grin made Birdie jittery, she looked around hoping someone she knew would walk by, she'd even found herself wishing to see her CO so that he would send her up Currahee, far away from these strangers.

She heard a shuffle of feet behind her and kicked herself when she realised two of the guys had split off and come up at her rear.

The four men stepped to her, until they were close enough that she could feel the exhaled puff of their cigarettes on her from all angles.

Birdie tried her best to glare at them, the tallest man in particular. He raised his hand toward her and gently brushed his fingers against her cheek, cooing a: 'Come on now, girly.'

The second his skin touched hers a nauseating feeling churned in her stomach, she slapped his outstretched hand away and growled aggressively, “Don't touch me!”

This only caused the men around her to laugh at her and spurred two others to reach out at her, skimming her arm or toying with her hair. The southern girls heart pounded, she began imagining the most efficient way to smack him up side the head and which direction to sprint in.

“Don't be a fuckin' tease.” One hissed into her ear, she flinched away from his voice and curled her fist up, ready to punch her way out of the men encircling her like a pack of lions hunting down their prey.

“The fuck?” A familiar voice vocalised from the direction she had come from. She could have cried out in relief when three Easy company men came into her view.

Tipper, her newly formed acquaintance, stood by Liebgott and a man she was yet to converse with, labelled Grant.

The trio advanced aggressively towards the surrounded lady, causing three of the men to stumble backwards away from the brunette lady.

The leader of their gang pressed himself closer to her before her comrades reached the two and simultaneously pulled on her arm, causing her to lose her balance and lean into him. She let out a yelp at his quick action.

“This isn't over. Watch your back.” He whispered, then adding louder, “Bitch.” The offending men disappeared and Birdie was left stunned.

All three Easy guys arrived which arms reach, too late to fend off her would be attackers. They took slowed steps in her direction like they were scared of spooking her.

“You okay?” Grant asked her gently. She feet were welded to the spot they left her in and her eyes couldn't be torn away from the area she last saw them.

“Who were those guys?” Tipper wondered.

“Fuckin' assholes.” Liebgott answered, glaring in the direction they scampered off in. He turned to the clearly shaken girl, “Are you okay?”

“I'm fine....” Bernadette murmured, she was still in a state of shock, playing through the events in her mind. Why hadn't she done something sooner? Was her first instinct really to freeze up like that?

“Birdie, if they-”

“Jesus! I said I'm fuckin' fine.” The woman raised her voice, something none of the men had experience yet.

“I was just asking if-” Liebgott was cut off again by her harsh voice.

“Well stop askin'. I can take care of myself.” Her body shifted into action, finally thawing out enough to move and she stomped past them in the direction she was headed in to begin with. It was Joe's turn to huff this time. He was just trying to be nice and check on her, what was her problem?

“Yeah, it sure looked like it.” The second he said the words, he regretted them. Grant and Tipper tensed and Birdie stopped in her tracks.

“Fuck off, Liebgott.” And she was gone. Joe was left to watch her figure retreat with a pit of guilt settling in his stomach.

“Smooth.” Tipper pretended to hide his comment in a cough, which earned a stern look from his friend.

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Her mail was forgotten in her footlocker for safe keeping.

Bernadette sat on her cot listening to her friends conversing. She smiled and nodded, hiding any indication that something was amiss. The last thing she wanted was the women questioning her or trying to convince her to tell someone. She would happily move on an ignore the events of the day.

“Hey.” A honey sweet voice pulled her focus from the larger group of women. The blonde girl who slept in the cot next to her had gained her attention.

“How you holding up?”

“Huh?” Had someone told her what happened? Were rumours spreading already? Birdie's breaths quickened awaiting an explanation from the sweet medic who had moved to sit on Birdie's bed with her.

“I heard about the night duty.... and the extra PT... and something about a circle?” Her brow quirked upwards, a warm smile curled into her lips.

Oh. “Oh!” She smiled back at the Dog company blonde.

“Yeah, um... my CO... he's just testing me, I suppose.” Birdie chuckled. She didn't want to speak too badly of Sobel in case things got back to him or Sergeant Evans was hiding under her bunk (she wouldn't put it passed him).

Constance asked Birdie more about adjusting to Easy and in turn told her about Dog company. The two shared a story or two about home, Connie spoke about her five sisters, they were all nurses taking after their mother.

“And then my oldest sister told him to shove off!” The pair cackled like two hens. Birdie grabbed at her stomach, her cheeks ached from laughing so hard. She had to grab onto Connie's arm to stop her from rolling off the single cot as she giggled, wiggling too close to the edge. This only caused another bout of laughter between them.

“Oh! My sister!” Birdie's laughter died down when she recalled the unopened letter and dove for her footlocker. She ripped it open and took a second to scan it. Her small smile turned into a mammoth grin the further down she read.

“Good news?” Connie inquired, curiously.

“My sister's havin' another baby!” Birdie declared, the room full of women heard her announcement and cheered, congratulating her on a second niece or nephew. That sparked the ladies to pull out family pictures and talk about their loved ones proudly.

Birdie reveled in this moment, all the women were chatting happily, forming the bond only close friends and sisters shared.

Francesca stood between the door and the butt barrel, watching and puffed away silently. The faintest hint of an amused expression found it's way onto her face. She locked eyes with Bernadette and the two shared a pleased look. Francesca gave the southerner an approving nod; she recognised Birdie as the glue pulling the group together.

Birdie winked at the woman then turned to review a photo that had been shoved in her direction.

A/N: I purposefully haven't named the shady guys in this chapter and they will stay unnamed cause why would I waste time on assholes like that? Till next time x

~ next-autopsy ~

Chapter eight

#band of brothers #easy company #hbo war #ww2 #band of brothers fanfic #fem oc #oc #made of glass #made of glass chapter seven #next autopsy

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Fate

Fandom: Chicago PD

Characters: Jay Haltead x FemReader / OC Jackson Y/L/N

Warning: some cursing, angst, fluff, a bit cringy

Word count: 3644

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A/N: Hi guys it's me again, here is another Jay Halstead story, I hope you guys like it. And thank you for your support and good vibes, they mean a lot to me. Hope you enjoy! Also the second gif is how a imagine readers son would be (you can imagine whoever you want this is more like a guide to me when I'm writing), and I will probably use Noah Jupe more in the future.

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Your heart dropped. Your ears were ringing, and you couldn’t hear anything around you. You felt like someone was pulling the air from your lungs. There was a hostage situation at the museum your son’s school took him in his fieldtrip. You received a call from your godfather Hank Voight who’s the sergeant of the Intelligence Unit in CPD saying that there was an active hostage situation and that there would be a cop car waiting for you outside your house to take you to the scene. Not something that would normally happen to a civilian, but you were family to Hank, so he wanted to keep an eye on you, knowing you were alone in Chicago, divorced 2 years ago -your son is 7 now- and pretty much it was just your son, Hank and you relaying on each other.

Jack- your son- didn’t really miss his father, he had been very absent in pretty much every important moment in Jack’s life you had divorced when Jack was 5, job always came first. After the divorced was settled neither you nor Jack ever saw his father again, one day there was a document in your mail saying that he had given up his parental rights -it made you mad, at how easy he could just up and leave and just sing any relation he had to Jack in the process-. And you should have seen it coming, the loneliness, the guilt, and the shame. You thought it was your fault Chris had left and that you were the reason Jack didn’t have a constant father figure -not that it was true- but in your mind you thought that maybe if would have put more effort into fixing your marriage he wouldn’t have left.

And here you were pacing and silently crying in the sidewalk in front of your two-story home waiting for the cop car to show up. Just when you were about to call Hank for an update in that ride a matted gray Ram truck parked in front of you, the driver rolling down the window. Inside there was a guy brunette, green eyes, you were confused for a moment and as you were going to say something he spoke first,

“Hey, are you Y/N Y/L/N?” you gave him a weary look, before nodding. He told you he was part of Hank’s team, but you were kind of not sure. I mean your son was a hostage and you didn’t know what was going on and now this guy- dare to say handsome- was trying to get you in his car, this situation screamed stranger danger to you. Just when you were about to run back into your house your phone rang, you picked up without looking at the screen,

“Y/N, gray matted Ram truck, that’s Jay Halstead get in the truck” Hank said without further do, you go in the passenger side as fast as you could. Jay pulling out as fast as he could turning on the sirens and police lights -ok he IS a cop-

“Do you have an update, Hank?” you asked voice, hands and pretty much every cell on your body shaking.

“Nothing yet, I promise that he’s going to be okay Y/N” “You can’t promise me that, you don’t know if he’s okay if- if- I can’t lose him I won’t survive” you were pretty much having a meltdown from anxiety, and you could feel the handsome guy giving you brief side glances as he drove trough the streets of Chicago.

“Hey, you won’t okay. Talk to you soon you’re in good hands, just get here safe, then we’ll take it from there”

“Okay, please keep me updated” hanging up the phone you stared at the lock screen. It was a picture of you and Jack at the park, you are smiling while hugging him and him giving you a kiss on the cheek. This couldn’t be happening, the more you looked at the picture the more your eyes watered.

“Are you okay?” Jay asked after a moment of silence, trying to keep his voice low as to give you some sense of calmness. You shook your head wiping the silent tear that left your eye. You were going to save the tears for later, for when you had you son back in your arms safe and sound. Because as of this moment you didn’t know if Jack was inside that museum, a lot of people had fled when they saw the guys enter with ski masks.

You were trying your best to keep it together until you knew the facts- but God it was hard, this feeling you had was a million times worse than getting divorced- this was you baby, your only child, the only light in your very stressful life. Unknown to you Jay had keep glancing towards you making sure you were okay within the circumstances, and keeping up with his task to stick with you and make sure you were okay. His sergeant’s orders and even if he didn’t know for a fact who was trapped in there he knew the person meant so much to you and it had to be someone important for Hank to mobilize his team for a hostage situation that SWAT could’ve handled.

As soon as you arrived on scene, there were cops everywhere, there was fire department, there was the security of the museum and there was- God- you son’s teacher. You ran to that direction praying your son was there within the multitude of kids, Jay had followed you there not really paying attention. You stopped in front of Mrs. Ramirez reaching up to touch her shoulder and get her attention. When she turned around and realize it was you, her face fell, and that was when you knew, Jack didn’t make it outside with the other kids.

“No, no, no, no. He ca- He can’t. Where. Is. He?” you asked frantically looking at her for an answer which she didn’t give. You grew scared, so scared you bend down hands on your knees trying to catch your breath. Jay noticed a couple of feet away that something was very wrong when you started screaming in the face of a woman who only looked at you as if she had committed the worst crime in history.

When he noticed you were bending down he knew it was time to step up, running to your side. Putting his hand on your back to get your attention, you turned around and buried your face on his chest. Even though you didn’t know him you weren’t paying attention to that because your baby was probably alone and scared and you were thinking the worse.

It was an understatement to say that Jay was very confused, who was in there? Who was he? But nonetheless he felt it was his duty to protect you and keep an eye on you. Call it weird but he felt the need to protect you. So, he didn’t waste time in wrapping you in a comforting hug trying his best to give a sense of security and encouragement. When he noticed that you were only panting harder, he pulled back in order to look at your face,

“Okay. You’re having a panic attack- its okay hold my hand- squeeze my hand- there you go deep breath in for four out for two- there you go” Jay said giving you his hand to squeeze while he rubbed your back in circular motions. At this point you both were standing behind a police car, because thankfully Jay was the only one thinking straight at the moment.

“T-Thank you” you said talking deep breaths and now looking into his very pretty eyes.

When Jay figured you were calm enough, he proceeded to take you to were Hank and the team were gathered not letting go of your hand. The team saw you approaching and gave some questioning looks as to who you were, and some gave concerned looks by the state you were in, given that almost none of them knew who you were. When Hank noticed you in Jay’s arms immediately came to you and gave you a side hug,

“Y/N were doing everything we can to get Jack out of there” Hank said as he tried not to detonate your anxiety again. He then gave Jay a thankful look and a squeeze on his shoulder as a thank you for taking the task to take care of you without questioning. Because even if he didn’t demonstrate or said it, he was grateful that you had someone at your side. He then proceeded,

“Team this is Y/N, she’s my goddaughter” that gave the team some recognition and some sense of urgency to help in anyway they could to get Jack -even though they didn’t know who he was- back in your arms. They all gave you a welcoming smile and proceeded to give Jay some information and start working on getting Jack out.

“Sarge, we got a visual” Jay said

“Show me” there in the middle of a room were 3 guys with ski masks a couple of hostages, the majority were grown ups but there in the side was a little boy not older than ten-year-old sat with his feet crossed and an old lady with her arm over his shoulder keeping him in her side.

“That’s sick, who would take a kid hostage” Jay commented without knowing a thing but once he noticed Hank’s expression, he gave a questioning look.

None of them noticed you looking over their shoulder until they heard a sob making them turn around, they both got a hold of one of your arms each and kept you steady while your world was turning upside down. You didn’t know you could feel so much in such little time it was like you were under water and couldn’t hear anything around you, your gaze pinned into the monitor that showed a live feed of the inside of the museum. Just then you saw Jay’s face in front of yours blocking your view and his lips were moving but you couldn’t hear anything, you knew someone else was grabbing your hand -probably Hank- you thought.

“Sarge, you gotta tell me who’s in there!” Jay said in urgency without turning his gaze to meet his sergeants.

“Her son” and then it all made sense to Jay, why you were drowning in land, why your eyes were not focused you were disassociating from reality, from the fact that your son was in there in that situation and you couldn’t do anything about it. As if reading Jay’s thoughts

“We’re gonna get him out, but now I need you high up with SWAT and if you have the shot. You. Take. It. You hear me?” Jay hesitated for a moment unsure if leaving you in this state was the best decision. Jay then grabbed your face cupping both of your sides and looking right in your beautiful eyes

“I promise, I will get Jack out of there. You have my word. Stay strong, okay?” you nodded your head slightly.

You didn’t know how he could just calm all your nerves with just looking into your eyes. He disappeared to God knows where, while you stayed there with Hailey -apparently, she was part of Hank’s unit and Jay’s partner, sweet woman you liked her at first glance-.

Suddenly you heard a couple of gunshots, and every good thought went out the door. An ocean of people started coming out of the museum but you couldn’t see Jack anywhere. Until- there he was in Jay’s arms, how the hell did he managed to get to Jack from the top of the opposite building in a no time. But what you didn’t realized was that after hearing the gunshots you were frozen at your spot, giving Jay the time to come down and glance at the front doors trying to spot you running to your son, so when he saw little Jack coming slowly out of the doors wide eyed looking for someone familiar he took it into his own hands to get to him first and bring him to you save and sound. Jay approached Jack with caution as to not scare him even more,

“Hi, buddy. My name is Jay Halstead I’m a friend of your moms” Jack didn’t hesitate to launch at Jay and that’s all it took for Jay to pick him up and start walking to you. When you finally could move, you started sprinting to your son immediately picking him up from Jay’s arms and squeezing the life out of him.

“Oh my god baby! Are- are you okay? Are you hurt? What do you need?” you bombarded him with questions, while the tears rolling down your face didn’t stop, kissing all over his face at the same time.

“I’m okay mom, your friend helped me” he responded. With him giving you some indication that he was okay -not before you glance all over his body just to make sure he was telling the truth-. You looked at Jay, taking the words that Jack had said.

“I think he’s okay, didn’t let them get close to him” “Thank you so much Jay, you don’t understand how grateful I am” you said while taking his hand and squeezing it while Jay smiled at you and Jack. He made a promise to you and he intended to keep it no matter the cost.

It’s been almost a year since the whole ordeal of the hostage situation. Jack was doing better, at the beginning he had some nightmares, but thankfully Jay was there giving you a hand. You and Jay had gotten close, and you were ecstatic that you had someone to count on the good and bad days. He would come to Jack’s soccer games, he would help you picking him up after school when you couldn’t, spending time with both you and Jack on weekends -didn’t matter the time or day, he would never say no-. Today was no difference but a surprise. While you were at your backyard enjoying the beautiful day, there was a knock at your front door then you heard pitter patter running towards the door at full speed.

“Jackson Matthew Y/L/N, you better not open that door” you yelled while rushing to the front door a little to late for it though. Since your son was already clinging onto Jay’s neck with a big grin and an even bigger grin on Jay’s -oh men those fucking eyes got you out here blushing and shit-.

“Jay, hi. What brings you here in this lovely day?” you said in the sweetest voice.

God and did that voice make Jay feel a fucking zoo in his belly. The thing was that neither of you would take the step towards sharing your feelings with each other. In some part you were hesitant because you didn’t think you were worthy of love or to be loved ever again, your ex husband made it clear that you were worthless and everything was your fault pretty much all your marriage.

Jay on the other hand didn’t want to make you feel pressured, because he knew your past situation pretty much since after the hostage event Hank had sat him down and told him everything-well just what he needed to know in order to help you- and Hank knew, I mean what didn’t he know in Chicago? He knew Jay had a thing for you and you had a thing for Jay but that the two of you were and quote “just plain stupid”.

“Well I just bought a baseball set and wanted to try it with Jack. I mean if that’s okay with you of course” he immediately said questioning all of the decision that led to this moment.

A part of him just wanted an excuse to see the both of you. Jack was a really sweet kid that made Jay’s heart melt at every smile. And to Jack- well Jay was like a father figure- since his was in God knows where, doing God knows what, with God knows who. You smiled and let them both to the backyard and while you sat there looking at both of them you knew, you knew fate had brought you together in the worst circumstances ever. There they were chasing each other, play fighting, laughing, they talked about football, baseball, they were even planning their next trip to see the Chicago Cubs.

Jack was telling Jay all about the grades he got on Math and English, given that Jay hadn’t slept anything the night you got home from working late -Jay had picked Jack from school and brought him to your house-, and they were in the kitchen table practicing for Jack big math’s test. After a while it got dark outside and you all got inside to get Jack to take a shower while you and Jay were in the kitchen preparing some food. You were facing each other leaning on the kitchen counter just enjoying each other’s company and falling in love with one another- in love- that’s a strong word.

“Don’t look at me like that” Jay shook his head averting his gaze to his feet. You furrowed your eyebrows trying to figure out what he meant.

“Like what?” “Like I’m the best thing that has happened to you. Because if you keep doing it, I’ll have to do something about it- and I don’t want to get my hopes up because I love you and if you don’t feel the same way I just don’t want us to not talk anymore. And God only knows how much a want to kiss you right now. But- but I haven’t because I respect you and Jack” that left you speechless, but no, you weren’t good enough you ex had drilled that into your brain like a CD. You shook your head without looking at him,

“You can’t love me Jay” “Why?”

“Because I’m not good enough for you” you said just in a whisper afraid of Jay confirming your thoughts. You saw him move from the corner of your eyes, and that’s it, that’s how this ends you’ll be heartbroken just because you weren’t worthy. But instead he moved in front of you, cupping your face in his hands, looking at you with a pained expression.

“God. Who put that in your head?” “I just…” he shook his head telling you he wasn’t finished yet.

“Who in their the hell would tell you that you’re not good enough? What’s being good enough? If anything I’M not good enough for you and Jack, I’ve been trough a lot in my life and I- even sometimes a feel like my mind is not mine. But here you are being so selfless and denying yourself what you deserve. You. Are. The most beautiful, sweet, innocent, loving and goofy woman I’ve ever met. I want you to be the one I wake up to, the one I come home to. I would give anything to be here or somewhere else with you and my kid every day. And knowing for a fact that it doesn’t matter what shit a go trough in the day I’ll have you both at the end of the day to make me forget every bad thing about this shitty world” that- that left you speechless you didn’t even notice that you were crying and gripping the wrists of his hands while they stayed on your face. You gave him a smile and when you were about to answer you heard Jack say

“Did you call me your kid?” that made you both Jay and you turn around and freeze- shit.

“You’ve never called me like that before” well now everything is going to hell. But the thing was that Jack didn’t look mad or confused he looked- he looked excited, happy, joyful- Jay looked at you as if asking for permission, you smiled and gave him a nod.

“Of course your my kid, Jack. If you want it to be that way” at this point Jay was slightly bend down to meet Jack’s eyes giving him an insecure look. Just then Jack smiled even bigger and launched himself at Jay wrapping his arms around Jay’s neck.

“Hell yess” that made Jay laugh picking Jack up with him still gripping his neck and turning around to meet your teary eyes. Jay gave you his handsome smile again approaching you until you were feet apart.

“Mom, you should kiss him” Jack said with his face buried in Jay’s shoulder closing his eyes as to not peek at any adult details- so innocent, and he better stay like that- you thought.

That made Jay and you burst out laughing. Jay got closer to you and pulling you into him by your waist looking at you expectantly. You knew he wouldn’t dare to cross that line until you communicated that you were ready. And without thinking about it, you stood on the tip of your toes giving him a kiss. Men you were feeling and earthquake, you both smiled into the kiss pulling apart to put you foreheads together and for Jay to rub his nose with yours. Pulling apart he gave you a wink and pulled you to him and Jack in sweet and comfortable hug. At that moment you realized this- this right here is what you wanted, fate has some funny and scary ways of working but everything worked at the end. Jay saved you from yourself that day, he made you a promise to save your son even though you didn’t know anything about each other and now the three of you were taking a leap into the beautiful unknown.

#jay halstead x y/n #jay halstead x reader #jay halstead x you #jay halstead #jay halstead fluff #jay halstead angst #one chicago fic #chicago pd imagines #fan fiction

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forgetmenots0250 · 1 year

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Casper crew + Finney x Tomboyish Nonbinary reader

For each character whose age differs from the other your age will change depending on the character, such as Griffin, Robin, or Vance Also thanks for requesting it was fun writing this

You knew who you wanted to be but there wasn’t really a label for you out there so decided to just not have one

Most couldn’t dissociate you from a boy or a girl and even if you dressed boyish, they couldn’t tell

You even gave vague answers to throw them off your trail

“Are you a boy or a girl?”

“Yes” finger guns away

”What’s in your between your legs?”

“Thighs” finger guns away

“What’s in your pants?”

“Sponge bob underwear” finger guns away

“Do you have a penis or a vagina!?”

“Neither” finger guns away

After a whole 3 months of pestering and people asking question that were to the point you actually had to get in a fight with a guy because he thought you were a pretty boy who couldn’t fight and you kindly told him, "I'm not a boy fuck face." (You made him eat shit for that)

People then just started to not care anymore which they put your gender aside and started to look at your talents

Also, your attractiveness

You liked music

It just spoke to you that no human emotions or people could ever say

Your violin was your baby and took classes when you were a child and it just stuck

Even though you can play other instruments like the piano and guitar

Finney

You met Finney when you were invited to a baseball game with a friend

Unfortunately your other friends weren’t there so it was just you and your friend, your friend group was small since some people you were just uncomfortable with

Most people must stared at you but didn’t really move to talk to you or anything just stared which kinda creeped you out

But unknowingly to you it was actually you were dubbed as “Untouchable” due to you beating up that one guy and threatening people who hurt your friends

Finney was the best and when he won the game you just had to tell him something

“Finney that was amazing! You did amazingly Finney!”

“O-oh thank you. I’m glad you’re here cheering me on”

Finney was so fucking nervous

You were so attractive and so very making Finney’s heart beat like he ran a marathon and you high fived him, you even complimented him, the most attractive person in the school

You asked for him to sign a baseball because

“I just want an original one so when your famous I can flaunt it to other fans”

You damn near killed our boy Finney

He gave you his baseball cap as a gift and now you wear it in school and he takes so much pride in being close to you

It even makes him a bit popular

Robin

You met Robin while going to the movies and he recognized you as Pretty Face from school

Robin sits next to you and try to get a conversation rolling first talking about the movies and then related movies and then interests

You happily spill about your interests since you don’t get that opportunity everyday but once you realize your ranting you try to apologize but then Robin is just sitting there listening intently smiling softly for a moment before he realizes you stopped talking and asked if you were okay

You were glad that you weren’t annoying him and asked him about his interests which he happily ranted about

This atmosphere that you had around you made his heart light and made him not even pay attention to the movie and once it was done you asked if he wanted to hang out

“I really had fun talking to you dude, can we hang out? Maybe bowling or skating?”

“Yeah I had fun talking to you too, skating sounds nice”

“Great! I’ll see you later, same time on Friday at the skating rink!”

You ran to your sister’s car since she did drop you off and you were worried that if you took any longer get she would embarrass you in front of Robin

Robin was left standing there with your number in his hand and fluttering feeling in his chest

All he could do was smile as the car drove away

He was definitely calling you later and making up some bullshit excuse to talk about your favorite horror movie

Just to hear your voice

Bruce

You met Bruce when he was at the bike shop

He was given some money and was sent to get his own bike of his own so he was very indecisive about his choice

Your dad worked there and had been apart of the shop for years so almost everyone knew you as the kid who brought everyone coffee on weekends in the morning

You were going to visit your dad for his break and found Bruce looking between two bikes

One was a white one and a blue one, he was really torn between the two and was muttering to himself the pros and cons of both bikes

“I say the white one it looks nice and it even has a basket”

Bruce jumped out of his skin as he heard a voice right behind him

“WHAT THE FUC- oh hi”

“Oh sorry for giving you a scare, my bad”

“Oh it’s fine, I get scared easily…”

“Really? I’m sorry, how can I make it up to you?”

“Well…”

Bruce asked for your number, as awkward as it was

You two hung out at an arcade and had fun in the shooting games and after grabbed a smoothie and hung out just sitting at the park

Vance

You met Vance at grab n go when he was playing his pinball machine and the guy who bumped into the machine masses him up and ruined his score

Thankfully you deescalated the situation making a deal with Vance that you would buy him something to eat

You got him whatever he wanted, and you got him some fast food

You two got talking and found out that you two shard a love for music, he had an electric guitar that was gifted to him by his mother and you just had to ask for him to play

He was unexpectedly good and liked to listen to his music and even played with him with your own guitar

You loved his hair it was just long and pretty and fluffy, and for what? who gave him that right to look so angelic?

You invited him to your house often and had sleepovers and let him brush your hair and in exchange he let you braid his hair, and it was fucking fantastic

You being the person you are took every opportunity to hug Vance since why not?

You and Vance now hang out annually at grab n go where you just watch Vance play pinball and eat snacks

You and Vance sometimes go to the park and play with the neighborhood stray cats and oddly enough Vance is a cat magnet

Vance literally has 4 cats that just run up to him when they go to the park

You only have one that recognizes you right away and she is your baby

Vance teases you about having the most cats which you just throw your water bottle at him, it's an empty plastic bottle that you forget to refill everyday but just have on hand

Vance was really good at hiding his adoration for you and tried to subtly give hints, but they were so obscure that you couldn't tell what he was trying to say

Billy

You met Billy while he was on his paper route because you were taking some cheesecake to your auntie

He came up behind you making you almost lose control of the bike

“a-AAAH-! FUCK-!”

“Jesus- sorry I didn’t mean to scare you I just wanted to say hi, you okay?”

Y-yeah… I’m fine but what the hell.”

“My bad, how about I buy you a soda as an apology?”

“…Deal but you have to buy me soda for the next week!”

Billy sighed as he knew he was not getting out of this one

“Deal…”

And so how your relationship started

Billy for the next week would buy you soda and would sit next to you in the morning once he was done with his paperboy work

He was always early to school almost an hour early and you came 15 minutes into his hour chatting away and him buying you your soda in the morning

You two would complain about teachers and Billy had tales and tales about his horrible PE teacher while you also had tales and tales of your guitar teacher who was just an ass but you still learned in that class surprisingly

Once it was raining and hadn’t brought your umbrella and you found Billy who was also standing under a hangover with no umbrella

He spotted you first

“Ah (Name)! You stuck in the rain too?”

“Yup, I’m guessing you don’t have one either?”

“I wouldn’t be here if I did!”

“Oh wow. I feel so loved here.”

You said that in the most monotone voice you could muster but even still you had a little smile on your face

“Whatever- wait I got an idea”

“What? You gonna hold your jacket above us as we walk?”

“Basically but not technically”

“Wait I was joking-”

“We’ll you got it right out his on!”

Billy hand you his jacket that was somewhat plastic fabric so the rain would roll off

You put on the jacket and Billy crouched down as if to give you a piggy back ride

“Get on!”

“Cool”

You held the jacket out to cover you and Billy and he started to blitz down the sidewalk

“AAHHHHHHHHHHH!!”

“AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!?!?!?!?”

You both screamed until you guys got home

Griffin

Griffin was a quiet child and you two met when he was getting bullied but you defended him and even though you got hurt you were able to send the bullies crying

”Are you okay?”

“Am I okay!? Are you okay!?”

“I’m fine, it’ll heal!”

“T-then let me help you bandage it up!”

Griffin took your hand and took you to his front porch and he went inside to get a first aid kit

He disinfected the wounds and put Babbage’s on them

“How do you know how to do this?”

“Well-… I’m really clumsy and have to bandage myself up most the time so I learned quickly! Hahaha…”

You didn’t believe it really but you didn’t want to push Griffin so you let it go and offered him to go to your hideout

Griffin perked up when he heard hideout

“Hideout? As in secret base!?”

Griffin was absolutely enamored by the idea of a secret base and you had one? Awesome!

You took Griffin into the woods where there was an abandoned bridge that was over a small river

But the bridge was covered in rugs and half on it was covered in wood that looked to be drilled and roped together (the wood planks could only go so far up)

“How in the world did you build this?”

“I didn’t but my pops did when I was bit younger, he build it because I wanted to go camping but was too scared of the woods to actually camp so he built this near town”

“It’s amazing!”

“I know right? Come in we can play game boys!”

“You have those!?”

“You bet I do!”

You had been Griffin’s hero and he adored you for it, you also defended him even if he didn’t need it

He always gave you a big hugs and insisted on holding hands to school

You and Griffin after school would go to the hideout to play games and hang out

During the summer you two would go down to the river to splash around and have fun in the cool water while in the summer heat

After once you had gotten somewhat dried you two would do to grab n go and get soda and even ice cream to enjoy your day even more

Griffin comes to your place more than you go to his place

In the winters you two hang by the heater and cuddle in blankets and you play the piano that’s your folks have for Griffin and he loves it

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heroswork · 1 year

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His Little Buddy

Modern AU; College; FTM Reader; he/him pronouns

cw: mutual pining, mentions of dysphoria, afab!reader

word count: 526

reiner was always on your mind. his soft touches, the way his lips slightly turn up when you talk at him, his constant blabbering. hell, you didn't even know what he was currently talking about. you were eating lunch in the cafe with reiner, bertolt, and annie. annie listened while reiner and bertolt chattered about football related news. you usually tuned the sports talk in favor of analyzing reiner's features. everything about his being had capture your heart. his crystal blue eyes, the way his nose protrudes like a beacon, his blond eyelashes, the faint 5 o'clock shadow on his jaw, his veiny hands with thick fingers that could...

"hey, are you okay?"

shit. you jolted in your seat as reiner rested his hand on your shoulder. when did he get so close? this had to be the third time you zoned out in the past 30 minutes.

"uhh, yeah I think." you replied timidly. fuck, this could not be happening right now.

"leave him alone reiner. you're always bothering him." annie rolled her eyes as she ate her sandwich.

"what, I can't talk to my little buddy anymore? what a cruel world we live in bert." reiner slapped his hand to his chest and flung his head back as he pouted.

little buddy? oh god, the things this man did to you.

"i don't know rein, he's been pretty quiet today. maybe you should give him a break." bert spoke quietly.

"i'm gonna have to agree with bertolt on this one" annie added. "plus, who calls someone little buddy?"

reiner looked at you in disbelief at what was happening. there was no way his little buddy was annoyed at him. right? sure it was a new nickname, but he didn't think it was a problem.

you gave reiner a gentle squeeze on his bicep. "it's fine guys. it's just been a weird day. reiner's just looking out for me."

you could get used to the look reiner gave when you smiled at him. there was this notion that reiner was a stereotypical kinesology, all muscle and no brains. but to you, he was the sweetest man on campus. no else volunteered to walk across campus for 2am study sessions or held you during dysphoric days at home.

no one has ever loved you the way he did. at least not as openly.

annie crinkled her nose at you and reiner staring at each other. "you two should get a room already. or at least leave enough love in the room for the rest of us."

annie's comment cause both of you to blush and separate. bertolt giggled and shook his head at your reactions. "back to the topic at hand, coach smith said there would be new drills starting next week...."

as the conversation continued, reiner smiled at you and whispered, "you sure you're 'kay right?"

"i'm okay. there's just been a lot on my mind. especially with midterms coming up"

"as long as my little buddy is happy, i guess i'll let you off the hook this time." he winked while his hand rubbed your thigh.

yeah. you could get used to being his little buddy.

#ftm #ftm reader #reiner x reader #reiner fluff #male reader #trans reader #aot x black reader #aot x y/n #reiner x black reader #aot imagines

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thetinyboio · 8 months

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Welcome Home [Cult of The Lamb A.u]

Prologue [Part 1][Part 2][Part 3][Part 4][Part 5] TW: Medical related talk minor though

Poppy raised her feather as if ready to argue but decided against it, not wanting to create more tension.

"Alright," she conceded, "just make sure he stays calm if he wakes up too soon again. He may need a revision."

With that, Poppy made her way to the nurse's station to gather more information about the medications everyone would require for the evening. Barnaby, still seated with his arms crossed in the corner, maintained his vigilant watch over the sleeping Wally and Thoth. Thoth’s gaze shifting awkwardly to the bedding, seemed uncertain in the silence.

Barnaby, attempting to break the ice and ease Thoth's unease, finally spoke up.

"Aye, kid. I'm not gonna bite. So just relax, okay?" He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "You like jokes?"

Thoth gave a small, hesitant nod.

Barnaby grinned, his nubby tail giving a playful wag.

"If April showers bring May flowers, what do May flowers bring?" He paused, awaiting Thoth's response, but they shrugged in confusion.

"Pilgrims," Barnaby answered with a chuckle.

Thoth, still slightly perplexed, managed a small smile.

Barnaby continued his efforts to lighten the mood. "Oh! What did Baby Corn say to Mama Corn? Where's Popcorn?" He looked at Thoth, hoping for even a slight chuckle.

Thoth replied with a puzzled, "I'm sorry?"

Barnaby persisted, "Aw, come on, kid. Not even a fake laugh?"

Thoth finally caught on, he was trying to make them laugh. Barnaby posed another joke. "Mmm… How does the moon cut his hair?"

Thoth played along, asking, "How?"

Barnaby grinned triumphantly, "Eclipse it."

Thoth tilted their head in understanding and smiled a little, finally getting the joke. Barnaby let out a small laugh of relief.

"Oh, thank goodness. You do have a sense of humor… well… ain't no medicine better than the healing power of laughter."

He sighed, glancing over at Wally. "Oh, little buddy… what a mess, pal…"

Thoth, their expression softened with sympathy, looked between Barnaby and Wally. "How close are you two?" They inquired, their curiosity and concern evident in their eyes. "We've been knowing each other since we was in grade school, practically brothers sometimes," Barnaby reflected, his eyes drifting down to Wally before returning to Thoth. "I wish I knew who he was looking for; maybe I could have helped find them..."

Thoth listened intently, their curiosity piqued by the depth of the bond between Barnaby and Wally.

"Oh, I see..." Thoth responded, their tone tinged with a hint of melancholy. "I don't think I had a friend like that... He's really lucky to have people such as yourself and Miss Poppy to care about him..." They fidgeted with their bandages, lost in thought. "Where I come from... the only person that cared about me was my mother..."

Barnaby's eyes softened, and he offered a sympathetic nod. "Your mother sounds like a real sweet lady. I hope to meet her someday. Gotta know who raised such a smart and wise little guy!" He smiled, a touch oblivious to the somewhat somber tone of their conversation.

Thoth let out a sound that was somewhere between a laugh and a sad sigh, their gaze fixed on Wally.

"I think that would be the first positive thing my mother would have ever heard about me," they admitted. "I've always been told I daydream too much or don't pay enough attention, that I come off as ignorant..."

As the room settled into a brief silence, both Barnaby and Thoth found themselves contemplating the complexities of their pasts and the unique connections they had formed with Wally, their dear friend whose quest remained shrouded in mystery.

"Well, whoever says that is dead wrong," Barnaby insisted, his frown conveying his sincerity. "I think you've got a good head on your shoulders! Better than most I've seen out and about sometimes."

Thoth's smile grew slightly at the compliment, appreciating the encouragement. "You're very kind," they replied. "But just to be fair, I think if I was a bit smarter, I probably wouldn't be where I am now."

Thoth's thoughts turned inward, dwelling on past regrets. "Maybe if I would have said something... they wouldn't have taken her." They sighed, fidgeting with their itchy bandages. The itching only seemed to exacerbate their frustration. "At least when you wake up next, you'll have others waiting for you..." Thoth couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy toward Wally's circumstances.

Barnaby, noticing Thoth's discomfort, tried to offer a solution. "Well, maybe, but you're here now," he pointed out optimistically. He shifted his chair so he was positioned between Wally and Thoth. "Best to make the most of it, ya know... Oh, hey, want me to see if Poppy can get something for that itch? Hate to see them have to cone ya; I've had to have that too many times when I get into a little too much trouble."

Thoth chuckled lightly, appreciating Barnaby's concern. "Yeah... sorry, guess I burned my paws really badly..." They sighed, their mind wandering to the uncertain future. "At least when you wake up next, you'll have others waiting for you..." Thoth couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy toward Wally's circumstances.

Barnaby pondered Thoth's predicament for a moment before offering a solution. "Hmm, well, not that comes to mind, but I don't think you should worry about that after such an accident," he suggested. "But let me make some calls; I might be able to set you up someplace! Worst comes to worst, I've got an extra room; you can stay there till you get on your paws! Don't stress yourself over it, okay?"

Poppy's gentle interruption broke the reverie of Barnaby and Thoth, her presence a welcome one as she returned with the evening medications.

"Sorry to intrude again, but I have your meds!" she announced, placing a small cup of water and the necessary medicines next to Thoth, giving them time to take it when they were ready. She then efficiently replaced one of Wally's IV bags and disposed of the old, empty one.

She turned to address Barnaby with a hint of reluctance. "I do also hate to say this, Barnaby, but at 10, you'll have to go home, visiting hours are over by then. But I did okay it with the staff for you to come in with me tomorrow to check up on them."

As the medication began to take effect, Thoth's anxiety slowly dulled, and exhaustion overcame them. The room around them started to blur, and the bickering between Barnaby and Poppy became distant and dreamlike. In the hazy realm between wakefulness and slumber, Thoth was aware of their surroundings but felt detached from reality.

They listened to the back-and-forth between Barnaby and Poppy, the two friends bantering about Barnaby's insistence on staying by Wally's side. The sound of Poppy shooing Barnaby out of the room drifted into Thoth's ears.

Thoth's thoughts swirled, a mix of drowsy confusion and the effort to be polite. "...Oh? They're leaving? ...It was nice meeting you..." They mumbled silently in their mind as they succumbed to the medication's effects, descending into deeper unconsciousness.

In this dreamlike state, Thoth's mind played tricks on them, conjuring odd shapes and colors that danced before their closed eyelids. Amid the swirling patterns, a distant voice echoed—an all-too-familiar voice, that of their mother.

"Stop daydreaming, Thoth. You'll get yourself in trouble," the voice chided, a reproach echoing from the depths of memory.

Thoth's dreamscape shifted, Their ears perk up hearing the strange voice once more.

"Nice to meet you three properly!" the figure greeted, its voice echoing mysteriously in the dreamlike void. Thoth looked around but found no one else in this peculiar dreamscape. The unsettling encounter left them with more questions than answers, as the enigmatic presence lingered in the depths of their unconscious mind.

Thoth's heart raced as they tried to make sense of the surreal encounter. The towering figure before them, with its window-like eyes and long wild red hair and humanoid features, sent shivers down their spine. They stammered in confusion and fear, their voice trembling.

"Three?... W-who?... What… What is this?... Where's Miss. Poppy? Where am I?" Thoth's wide-eyed gaze scanned the endless darkness that surrounded them, a sense of disorientation taking hold. The echoing clunking of metal chains only added to their anxiety, reminiscent of the haunting nights in their previous cell.

The enigmatic figure responded, its words echoing through Thoth's dreamlike state. "Fear not, you are still in that world with the sweet bird and the large dog," it reassured them, its tone strangely calm despite its imposing appearance. "I have just projected myself into your mind while you sleep. My name, I've long since forgotten, as I've been imprisoned for so long. But you may have heard of me as 'The One Who Waits So Below.'"

The figure, seeing Thoth's unease, made a gesture of goodwill by shrinking its projected form to a more manageable size. It extended a hand toward Thoth, its intentions unclear yet seemingly welcoming.

"Pleased to finally meet you," it offered, its voice holding a hint of curiosity and anticipation.

Thoth, though still gripped by fear and confusion, stared at the large figur’s hand, unsure of the true nature of this strange being and the implications of this mysterious encounter.

#welcomehomeau #welcome home #wally welcome home #welcome home arg #welcome home fanart #wally darling au #welcome home puppet show #furry art #cute furry #cult of the lamb #cultofthelambfanart #cotl fanart

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saberamane · 10 months

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Now that I'm home from work, here's my thoughts on Assassin's Creed Brotherhood.

Overall, loved the game. I love the fact that you literally start off where you ended in AC2, and that you get to see the grand escape from the Vatican. I wish there was a bit more story before Cesare's attack, allow you to really feel the victory, you know? Mainly because the fact the Cesare attacks you literally the day after you beat up his dad and took the apple seems a bit...fast? Like how did he not only get informed of the incident, but he was able to rally his army at Monteriggioni with siege towers and everything? I don't think he'd actually be able to mobilize that fast.

I do love that when Ezio wakes up in Rome he immediately begins to fuck with the Borgia. The day he wakes up he kills an executioner and burns a Borgia tower?? He certainly works fast.

I do love the 'recruits' part of this, how you can find people to become assassin's, send them on missions that help you get money and items, I only wish that you could continue to personalize their outfit after they become Assassin's. And maybe give us a selection of weapons they can use? Instead of them basically being copy and paste.

Story wise, I think they could have given us a bit more background on some of the other 'big' assassinations, like Juan Borgia. He's related to Cesare and the pope, but we only know him as having a risque party and being a banker? Give us more reasons to hate this guy and want him dead! Overall, he didn't seem like an 'evil' guy.

The Romulus lairs were fun, but overall kind of pointless? You never ran into any of these guys actually harassing citizens or anything, so they didn't really have a plot point that we could see. They could have made them random encounters in the more ruin-like area's, like the hundred eyes thieves who would randomly attack you.

Fuck the checkpoint system. The whole point is to save your progress so if you die you can 'reload' to that point in time. Meaning if you fail a 100% synch requirement after a checkpoint, reloading should make it that you still have that progress and not make you REDO THE WHOLE FUCKING THING. I'm looking at you flying machine. If I'm at 100% synch so far, get a checkpoint, fail the 100% synch and then die, I should be reloading at my checkpoint with the same status as when I got the checkpoint. Meaning health, weapons, notoriety, and SYNCHRONIZATION!

The Copernicus Conspiracy was kind of pointless. It was just a bunch of assassinations of 'important' npc's.

The Da Vinci Disappearance, however, was great. Lots of story and purpose behind it, and the missions were fun and interesting. 10/10.

I also liked the modern bits. Leaving the Animus and walking around as Desmond, seeing the modern differences in Monteriggioni, was great. And also added subtle characterization. Shaun and Becca were friendly and joking with each other through email, Lucy was a bit more 'mission oriented' trying to stay serious. And poor Desmond often got ignored. He basically just got the schedule and emails that were sent to everyone. And I get that they had limited dialogue options, but after you spoke to everyone about 3 times they began to just brush Desmond off. I would say arguably Desmond is doing the hardest work, putting his very mental state on the line for these people (with little to no actual, genuine, consent from Desmond) and they can't even have meaningful conversations with him? I don't think anyone really ever asked if he was alright??

And finally, the ending. Honestly, from the climb of the castello to find the apple to the literal end of the game, was very rushed. A 'point of no return' if you will, that is not even hinted at really. And literal years pass from one mission to the next. It's all very quick and leaves little to no emotional connection to what's happening. One scene Cesare is being arrested, and the next he's leading an attack? When did he get out of jail? Did he get out himself or did he have help? And how, exactly, did Ezio know just from the apple? I don't believe the apple would have straight up said 'yo, Cesare is out of jail and attacking Viana'. That part didn't really make sense. And getting the idea to 'ask' the apple because Cesare said something along the lines of 'no chains will hold me' or whatever? Why did that make Ezio believe there was cause for concern of Cesare being freed? I'm sure a lot of people say that when being arrested.

To end this, I just want to say that I know it's an older game, and bound to have issues. I'm not saying it's a bad game, but I am saying that some of the issues could have been patched by now if Ubisoft cared to. And those patches might make it a better experience. But overall, it's a great game with 1 great DLC. (I just wish there was more Leonardo interaction! <3)

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Toffee Pt. 1: Hogwarts

Synopsis:

What goes best with Toffee?" "Chocolate."

You had always been taught that sharing made people like you. That's why you shared the toffee your mother had made with the four boys that sat with you on the train to your future school. Little did you know that those boys would change your life: For better and worse.

You ran to the wall, Eyes closed tightly. You wondered if the man in the funny hat and odd scarf had told you the truth. You didn't crash. Wait! You didn't crash into the substantial brick wall. You flung open your eyes to see trolleys with luggage, cages with owls, kids running up and down the platform, and most importantly: The most majestic train you'd ever seen. In flaked gold letters it read 'Hogwarts Express', the man hadn't lied to you. You hurried up to the train and then to the tall, lanky brunette boy who was helping children about your age heave their trunks into the luggage car. You smiled at him.

"Are you a Hogwarts student?" you asked.

"Yes, I'm a sixth year. You are a first year?"

"Yeah!"

"Well," he picked up your tunk and stacked it on the growing pile, "I would go find an empty place to sit before they all fill up."

He helped you up and you walked through the train cars looking for an empty or mostly empty car; You saw one and dove in. You put your stuff up into the overhead hanger when you heard a small voice, almost mouse-like. You turned to see a blonde boy, nervously rubbing his hands.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you saving this space for someone?"

"No." he shyly answered. You smiled.

"What's your name?"

"Peter. Peter Pettigrew."

"That's a nice name!" you told him yours and you slowly began talking when you heard a thud. Two boys slammed into the car. They were laughing and being rather rude not acknowledging you and Peter. You scowled lightly but you promised your mother you would have manners.

"Ugh I hate that guy already! and the girl was kind of annoying too-Oh!" the slightly taller one said when he turned to see you and the nervous boy.

"Sorry." The one with glasses said.

They shared an awkward look so you decided to speak up.

' You can sit here if you'd like, we don't care, do we, Peter?" He shook his head yes. The two boys finished stuffing their stuff and sat down.

"What're your names?"

"James Potter." the one with glasses said.

"Sirius Black." the other followed.

You were surprised, "You two almost seem like brothers, are you related? Cousins maybe?"

"I don't think so."

You were about to speak up when the train jerked forward and the whistle blew.

"Off to Hogwarts!" Sirius yelled, making Peter slightly jump.

"Well esteemed wizards and witch, I think we should celebrate!" James pulled an odd box from his jacket, he opened it, and pulled a few jelly beans out.

"Ooh!" Peter said, reaching for the caramel-y color one. He popped it in his mouth and began chewing; the other two boys looked at him with expecting looks. Peter softly smiled. "Creampuff." You noticed the look of relief on Sirius's and James's faces. You were confused.

"What flavors are there?"

The three boys looked at you with equal looks of confusion. "Have you never had Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans?"

You froze, "Yeah no."

"Have you been living under a rock?!" Sirius said, flinging his hands up.

"No, I just."

Peter, with a much softer voice, spoke "Muggle-born?"

"Yea."

The boys looked at each other and left out an 'Ah' in unison. You frowned slightly, "Does this mean we can't be friends."

"No no!" James started, "It just means that we get to witness your first taste of wizard candy! Which is exciting!" He dug in the box and pulled out a red jelly bean and handed it to you. You, not wanting to seem like a loser, put it in your mouth and started chewing as Peter did. You gagged and began fanning your mouth.

"I think it's hot sauce!" you screeched. It wasn't that you disliked hot sauce but by itself? It was foul and it burned.

Sirius handed you a bottle of pink liquid, and you hesitated, "Is it going to turn me into a... flamingo?"

"No, it's just strawberry soda." he said, giggling at you. You chugged it, the burn in your mouth slowly going away.

You handed him the empty bottle and began laughing along. It must've been kinda funny to see you act like that. You heard a voice from the doorway, you looked to see another boy, You stood up and opened the door.

"Hey, Um, Can I sit with you guys? I was sitting alone and I heard you all laughing and it sounded... fun?" He shyly said. You looked at him, he had a few scars on his face but he had really kind eyes that looked sort of like honeyed tea. You liked honey tea and that's why you let him in the compartment. You scooted over to the window so he could sit between you and James.

It was an hour or so later and the compartment had calmed down. Peter was reading a book, Sirius had his legs propped up on Peter's lap and James was playing with his wand.

You quietly looked at the boy who was picking at the skin on his fingernails. You couldn't stop looking at him, he just looked so cool. You jumped when his eyes met yours. He opened his mouth to say something but you interrupted.

"Oh sorry, I didn't mean to stare." you said quietly as if that would make it better. He smiled.

"No, I was just going to say thank you."

Somehow that made it worse, you felt your cheeks turning red out of embarrassment. "O-oh. You're welcome! I never asked your name?"

"Remus." He said you told him yours in response and he reached into his pocket, he pulled out a single chocolate bar.

"That isn't going to explode or anything? Right?"

He grinned, "Not all sweets are dangerous. It's just chocolate." he broke you off a piece and handed it to you

You smiled back and dug in your pocket and pulled out a small bag, you opened it and handed him a small square of yours. He looked at it, confusion growing.

"It's toffee."

"Oh!"

"What goes best with toffee?"

"Chocolate."

You were spriting it through the hall, blowing by so many students and ghosts as you took a hard left and ran to the library. Only once you got to the door did you stop to breathe. You had requested a book and you had received an owl that it was returned to the library; You walked to the front desk and calmly asked where you could find it. After the librarian told you what section it was in you quickly walked to it, just as you lifted your hand to grab the book, another and lifted. You looked at who it was and you saw a shorter, red-haired girl.

She looked back at you, looking you up and down. "I know you."

"You do?" You've never seen this girl, at least you thought you didn't but she looked kinda...

"You hang out with James Potter and his friends that bully Severus."

Oh shit.

"Oh, yea... You're Lilian, right?"

"Lily."

"Oh sorry. Well, do you need that book?"

"No, I was just going to pick it up for some reading. Do you need it?"

"Yeah, I wanted to add some more notes to my transfiguration notes. You know, can't be too prepared."

She smiled at you, "You're a lot nicer than your friends."

"Oh I have my moments but thank you."

"Could you ask them to lay off Severus? They think they are funny but they are just being mean."

"I make no promises but I will try my best."

"Thank you and here's your book."

You smiled as she walked away. She was kind of right.

You were walking back to your common room when you bumped into someone. You dropped your book and yelped slightly.

"Oh I am so sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going!" You stammered as you stooped down to pick up your book. You stood back up to see the boy you'd just been talking about: Severus Snape. You smiled at him.

"I wasn't watching where I was going either." He said, looking down.

You softly sighed, "Well, I will be heading off. Oh! and remember, we got potions homework." you said as you walked down the hall.

Before you knew it, you were already packing up to return home. It was bittersweet. Your parents hadn't written you a lot of letters since they were mildly scared of the owls as your mother had read somewhere that they rip their prey apart with their claws and she had a thing about dead animals. You flicked your wand and your books began to float into the last trunk, you then swiped it and saw as your luggage and loose books shrunk. You scooped them up and put them in your tote you had gotten from Sirius during Christmas. You smiled as you thought back to opening gifts with them in the Great Hall: Peter and James were having a pumpkin juice chugging contest, Sirius was trying to unwrap the gits perfectly and you and Remus were playing a calm game of wizards chess.

"That was a dick move." he said as your bishop swiped his last knight off the board.

"That's wizards chess," you said smugly.

You smiled, even more, when you picked up the picture from your nightstand; it was from that Christmas and it was moving, you loved magic. James and Sirius were lifting Peter, you lifted your leg up as Remus crouched to the ground and threw up a peace sign; you all were laughing and you could watch the image twirl and move for hours but you didn't have them. You put it in the tote bag and walked out of your dorm, taking one last look at the dorm. You all had promised to write to each other and you had invited them to come to visit you after you made sure it was okay with your parents. You sighed as you closed the door. Til next year.

You smiled as you walked calmly through the brick wall this time. You sighed happily as you felt the steam of the train fill the area, you looked at it, still amazed by it. You heaved your trunk into the luggage car, helping a few other kids do theirs. Suddenly you felt an arm loop around your waist, lift you up, and spin you. You laughed as you knew who it exactly was: Sirius Black.

"Sirius!" you laughed as you flung your arms around him and hugged him. "You look great! Did the flea and tick shampoo help?"

"Surprisingly, yes. And you look absolutely lovely." Anyone else would have thought you two were lovers but you would literally throw up if he asked you out and he would rather swan dive off the Astronomy tower. You loved each other, but exclusively platonically. You had eyes elsewhere. You walked with him til you saw a familiar pair of socks.

"Lookie Lookie, James and...Lily! Oh my god!" you ran to her and she stood up and grabbed your hands. You two started rambling about Elton John and the Revlon magazine you'd sent her last week. You and her had become best friends and you would stay up on the phone until there were marks on your fingers from twirling the phone chord. As you and Lily talked each other's ears off, Sirius had put your bag up for you and sat on the opposite bench opposite of James and Peter had found his way to the car from yours and Lily's high-pitched squeals. You stopped when you heard a voice. You whirled around and there he was! Remus Lupin! You jerked him in the car and you let him have it.

“You literally didn't write me back and I was tempted to track you down and throw rocks through your damn window," you said, making swift motions with your hands. “I will do it!”

"I missed you too." He said, making you stop in your tracks.

"I missed you and next summer, write me back or I will be under your bed when you go to sleep and that is a damn threat."

Your friends were chuckling; you and Remus playfully argued like this all the time. You pulled him down to sit with you and Sirius, who was digging in his bag. "I brought a little deja vu with me." The black haired boy pulled out a box of these infamous Jelly Beans. You could almost feel your mouth tingle.

"Who wants one?" he asked. Of course, Peter reached for some. He, Remus and Lily always had the better luck out of the six of you. The worst flavour Peter had gotten was raw flour, Remus hated liquorice and Lily's worst flavour was cheese which wouldn't have been the worst but she is lactose intolerant and even the taste of dairy products makes her gag. Yours was shoe polish, James ate a spoiled milk-flavoured one and turned an odd shade of green, Sirius had once gotten shampoo and you all made jokes about how his mouth needed it.

You shook your head no as you reached into your pocket and pulled out toffee pieces and handed them to Remus. '"Don't think I've forgotten."

He took them and handed you a small box of chocolate. Every year, you exchanged toffee and chocolate in memory of the first time you met. This time, it was Remus that was staring at you. You had such a pretty smile, a beautiful laugh and enchanting eyes that seemed to sparkle when you started talking about what you did over the summer. You grabbed your wand from your pocket and took out a lipstick. "Lily, Check this out. I may have doomed the lipstick economy. Colorvaria" You lifted your wand and flicked it. The red colour changed to pale pink, you said it again and it turned a plum shade.

Everyone was pleasantly surprised at this, lily reached for the lipstick and pulled out a compact mirror and put it on. “Is it my color?”

“Yeah!” You started rambling about how with Lily’s complexion it was perfect. Remus continued to stare at you, James, Sirius and Peter noticed.

“Hey Remus, what’s got you all smiley?”

Remus looked at his friends with a shocked look, “Just excited for Hogwarts.” He stammered out. They picked up on it. They knew. He knew that they knew. God damnit.

Pretty soon the compartment had fallen quiet. Peter was gently snoring as he laid head up against the window, James and Lily were holding hands as Lily was using her free one to do a crossword, making her requests for words the only peaceful noise besides the train clanging and whispers of other people in other carts. Sirius had put his legs, that were too long for the rest of his body over you and he was making an god awful choking sound as he slept.

Despite this, sleep was clouding your eyes. You were side eyeing the book Remus was reading, it wasn’t a text book, it was poetry.

“Rem, could you read one out loud?” You softly asked, not trying to disturb the others, like Sirius wasn’t. He looked at you, he hadn’t noticed you reading along.

He cleared his throat as he tired the page, slowly and softly began reading “When your kiss hovers on my lips, and each of my nerves trembles, when your cheek lies hot on my cheek, and your breast clings to mine,” He stopped when he realized the subject matter. He looked to you and saw your head bobbing in sleep. He looked to James, who gave him a thumbs up and made a motion for him to move your head. Remus, although terribly confused, gently pushed your head to his shoulder.

James looked at Lily and smiled. They had a new job; getting the two of you together and they were already making progress. Remus looked out the window before shutting his book and gently plopping it down in his bag, he laid his head back against the wall and began trying to fall asleep.

You were walking through the hall, re-reading the chapter you had just gone over in Advanced Charms. Your N.E.W.T classes were a lot harder than you’d expected. You knew you could do it though because the more you read it, the more it began to click. You heard two familiar laughs which made you look up and you were not disappointed. James Potter was walking down the hall and Cousin It was right beside him, holding on to his arm. You stifled a laugh and asked what had happened.

“Well now we know that if we ever need help with potions, Sirius could help.” James said, trying to push some hair out of Sirius’s face.

“I bet it was Snivilius. It wasn’t my fault I got shoved in that class with him.”

You scoffed, “Maybe it wasn’t him and what were you trying to brew anyways?”

“Alihosty something.”

James shook his head, “It was supposed to cause spontaneous laughter, but it gave him spontaneous hair extensions.”

Sirius flung his head back, “How am I supposed to impress the cuties when I look like a fuzzy Christmas tree? It’s a crime against humanity… those poor lads and ladies. They will go through Sirius withdrawal!”

“Okay Okay, Drama King.” You pulled out your wand, “If you end up totally bald, my bad. Calvirio.” You said swishing your wand in a zigzag. The hair seemed to retract back into his face and body til he had slightly shorter hair than before, no stubble that he had been trying to grow out and part of right his eye brow was rather thin but it was a definite improvement. You put your wand back in your pocket as Sirius as he ran to a mirror.

“No! Dave!” Sirius yelled as he slumped down the wall, fake crying.

“Dave?”

“He named his ‘beard’” James said, doing air quotes.

“Ah…” You sighed.

“Where were you going?” James asked, “Me, Sirius, Peter and Remus got a free period though, it isn’t really free.”

You laughed, any spare time was spent studying and practicing for your classes. “Well, Remus had promised to study with me in the library. So that’s where I was heading until I ran into you and swamp thing.” You smiled pointing at Sirius, who was really try to see if one eye brow was thinner.

“Oh? Well, I guess we’ll let you head on.” He said, walking to Sirius and grabbing him by the cloak hood. You playfully rolled your eyes and sighed as you walked off to the library.

After you were out of sight, James shoved Sirius in a closet and turned to him.

“Alright, we all know Remus has a thing for her, right?”

“Right?”

“So…” James started hoping Sirius would catch on. Sirius looked at him, few thoughts being thinked behind his eyes. “Oh my god… is there a word for a male bimbo?” James sighed. “We, Me, Peter and you, help them to get together.”

“Why does Peter come before me?”

“What?”

“In the order you listed, Peter came before me. “

“You’re the most jealous man I know.”

“Other men?! James Potter!” Sirius joked. At that moment they heard their short blonde friend, whistling down the hall. They threw out their arms and jerked him into the small closet.

“Bloody hell! What is wrong with you two?” He shouted, grasping at his chest as if he had a heart attack.

“We need you in on this plan, Peter. So we all know who Remus likes and I am eighty percent sure she likes him too. They are perfect for each other and they need our help realizing it.” James stated.

“I mean yeah they obviously like each other but I really don’t know… shouldn’t we wait for them to come together on their own?”

Sirius scoffed, “James and Lily would have great-grand children by then. Somethings just need a shove in motion like that muggle science guy says about like gravy.”

“Gravity.” Peter corrected.

“Of this situation? Astronomical.”

Peter opened his mouth to correct him again but James just held up his hand and shook his head, making Peter close his mouth.

“Well, first things first, we need out of here.” Sirius said, flinging open the door and promptly hitting someone in the face.

“Damn!” Remus yelped, grabbing his face, he looked up to yell at who ever came out of the but was very confused when he saw his friends. “Uh, hi guys.”

“Remi-Semi-Demi-Fi-Fo Fimmy! We got some ideas!” Sirius said, walking and looping his arm around Remus

“What are they and what happened to your eye brow?”

Sirius whimpered and turned to James, “You said it wasn’t that bad.”

“Remus! You didn’t tell us you had a study date!”

He looked confused then he remembered, “Oh, well it is not a date. She and I are just studying and working on a… special assignment.”

“Kissing isn’t a special assignment.”

Remus whacked James across the head with a book, making him recoil, “We are not, have not and will not be kissing in the library.”

Peter piped up, “So you’ve done it other places.” Awarding himself a hit with the book as well.

Remus huffed, “Even if we did, it is not your all business!”

“She’s our friend and so are you. So it kind of is.” Sirius pointed out.

Remus scowled at Sirius, “What makes you all think I like her like that anyway?”

James threw up his hands, “I don’t know man. You carry her books, walk her to the Hufflepuff common room door, you always sit beside her and you always come so close to holding her hand. “

Sirius joined in, “Then there’s the matching necklaces, Honey Duke's outings, staring holes through her and you look so pissed when anyone that’s attractive talks to her.”

Peter was the last, “You only share food with her, you sometimes blow us off to go sit near her but not talk to her and you pretty much stalk her.”

They all had points, Remus sighed. He looked at his friends, “Listen, I like her, I like her a lot but we all know it won’t work.”

“Remus, she wouldn’t judge you. She’s very sweet and good-natured. If anything, she’ll find it unfair and she’d be sad for you.” Sirius said, rubbing Remus’s shoulder as the group began walking.

“I just- What if she doesn’t? What if she’s scared of me after?”

“I don’t think that would happen.” Peter said, trying to comfort him.

“Do you all really think that?”

“Have we ever lied to you about something like this?” James asked.

“No. No, you all haven’t.”

James turned to walk backwards as he looked at his friend, “She’s your friend too. There’s nothing she won’t understand if you sit down and explain it to her.”

Remus smiled, he was lucky to have such good friends but unlucky that they were so pushy he thought about you and he couldn’t help but smile. He really liked you and he couldn’t deny that you made him so happy. He often sang softer songs with you, he and you made a secret code, you had been in each other’s common rooms and you often took late-night walks up to the Astronomy Tower and stayed there for hours.

"Alright, what is the plan?" he asked, accepting defeat.

James clapped his hands together, "Okay, so you and her are going to be in the library. We are going to be far enough away to where she can't see us, we will cast Muffilato so no one besides us can hear, in case it goes south. Then you are going to finesse her, get her to be your girlfriend and then Bam! Wedding bells in the future!"

Remus didn't think it was a good plan but it was better than what he could come up with in five minutes.

Sirius asked a question, "So what is the special assignment you and her are working on?"

Remus grinned a mischievous grin, "Well, we all know the fear of being caught when we pull a prank, right? We have figured out a way to prevent that."

The boys were intrigued, "What is it?"

Remus looked around before speaking, "A map. It will tell us where everyone is, every minute of every day."

They smiled, "So it's like a prize for when we get the two of you together?" Peter said.

"In a way."

Remus rolled his eyes, "It isn't a carnival game."

Your quill was working away as you quietly read off some notes and ideas you were gathering from a book you had picked up on Transfiguration. You flipped the pages when you heard the door to your far left open, you hoped it was Remus as he was ten minutes late. You were right as you saw the boy look for you. You gently whistled to catch his attention. He saw you and rushed over and sat down. You smiled.

"So what was keeping you?"

"Oh just the boys."

You snickered, "Did you see Sirius earlier?"

"No? Why?" he asked, wondering why you were laughing. You went on to tell him about a muggle TV show you watched with your mother during October called the Addams Family and how Sisirus was giving a character called Cousin It a run for his money.

"It's a very interesting show because it is a sort of reversal of the Nuclear Family."

"The what?"

"Oh, it's an idea from the fifties that was really solidified during The Cold War between Russia and The United States. It consists of a mother, a father, and two children. the mother stays a housewife and the father is the sole provider and income for the family. It isn't a bad thing but the obsession they had and still kinda have with it was weird."

"So you don't want a family?" Remus asked.

"Oh no, I want a family but I've always thought about a bigger one and two incomes will always be better than one." You said, changing the piece of parchment from under the quill, and you handed it to Remus. He wasn't paying attention as he thought about it.

"What is the ideal number? For you personally?"

"Three. Three is the best number out there. Beginning, Middle, End. Everything has three parts to it." then you remembered the previous conversation and turned slightly red, "Well, even numbers are... Good." you internally cursed yourself for being this damn awkward.

He has started copying your notes, "Well... Have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"

You thought for a moment, "I would love to open a store in Diagon Alley."

"What kind of store?"

You grinned, "The Store Of Muggle Wonders."

You talked about your time back at home as if it was a dream which is why Remus thought of the next question; "Do you get homesick?"

You were slightly stunned, "I guess... I really miss my Mom. She's alone when I'm not there. Like she has friends and everything but she writes me and she tells me she misses me. She isn't trying to make me feel guilty but I end up feeling like it. Especially during fall, she would make apple cider and I could smell it from my bedroom and we'd have cider and scones." you went on a little longer talking about your life and Remus just listened. He was very good at that.

"Well, It is almost Christmas, you'll get to see her." He comforted.

You smiled, "She is asking if... My friends would like to come and visit her. She's very curious about everything."

Remus couldn't help a huge grin that spread across his face, you told your mother about him? Well him and the rest of the boys. "I would love to."

You smiled as you lifted up the book and showed it to him, you began pointing out the incantations to Remus. You were a great study partner: You not only focused on what you struggled with but you made sure to point out and help the people you were studying with. You once had pestered the daylight out of Slugghorn for extra potions notes when you heard peter groan slightly at his homework.

Speaking of Peter, He was currently peering out from behind a bookshelf as James lifted Sirius up onto the top of the bookshelf. Sirius, under the Invisibility cloak, slowly pulled out his wand to dim the exact light you two were under and get down, he then handed the cloak to James, who was finishing writing the guide for Remus. He slipped it on and gently walked to the table, put down the letter, and tapped Remus's foot to get him to notice it. Remus looked at you, you were ranting about how unclear the book was and how on earth did they expect you to understand this. He quicked reached to pick it up and open it.

"One: Gently get her attention. Two: Compliment (Must Be genuine, girls know, man, they know.) Three: Look at her and smile. Four: Genuine compliment on something she has input in (i;e her nail polish (Have ever really seen her without it?) grades, specific interest or family) Five: As If single. Six: Ask if you can hold her hand or go for it. Seven: talk more while holding hands. Eight: When you get up to leave, offer to carry her things. Nine: Open the door for her. Ten: Gently lean in to kiss her."

It was a lot simpler in theory. There was still something eating at his mind. He interrupted you, "Do you know about werewolves?"

"Yes?"

"What you would do, if like, one of us was a werewolf?"

You thought for a moment, "Well, I would be... I would feel scared for them. From what I've read and been told, almost all of them don't want to be werewolves. Werewolves are very discriminated against and the discrimination has put them in positions that make it harder for them to help their condition. It's a vicious cycle. Why do you ask?"

He felt his throat begin to close up around his words, he just looked at you until he saw it click behind your eyes. He waited for you to start screaming but that never happened. Instead, your hand went over to his and gently laid on top of his. He took your hand in his as he felt like he was about to cry. You were so kindhearted: he would have gotten it if you had accepted just him but you denounced the treatment of all.

"Hey... There is something else. I get it if you don't feel the same way but I really lik-"

"I like you too!" you practically yelled. You slapped your hand over your mouth before turning a violent red. He started to chuckle, which made you playfully huff. "You are so so mean to me."

"Only you."

You squeezed his hand tighter before checking your watch, "One last class. Are you ready?" You said, briefly. He shook his head before collecting his things.

"They are getting up! Do you think they are gonna do it?" Peter asked the two boys. They had made a piggyback tower to observe the two of you.

"I hope so, I wanna know what the geniuses have been cooking up." Sirius said.

James shushed them.

You walked to the door and you turned to tell him something when he put his hand on your face and gently pulled your face to his, planting a soft but long-awaited kiss. You smiled as he pulled back but were shocked when you heard three loud cheers. You jerked your head to see your three idiots beside a bookshelf. You turned to Remus, who was looking down, slightly ashamed. You grinned to yourself as you, grabbed him by the waist, spun him, and dramatically kissed him. You gently dropped him as you opened the door and walked out. Remus was laying on the floor, surprised and very happy. He sat up and looked to his friends. Your lipstick had smudged onto the side of his mouth and on his face.

You were now his only study buddy and the only person he'd accept notes from.

You felt a few tears roll down your cheeks as you sat in the great hall in your fancy robes. You looked to the far left and saw the entire student body of Gryffindor House to your left, you scanned for them, only seeing Sirius as you we supposed to stand by the last name and alphabetically. He was smiling so brightly, white teeth glowing almost. You sighed as you looked forward. Each house had chosen a person to speak as a representative and for Hufflepuff, it was you.

You clapped as the Ravenclaw boy finished his and turned to return to his seat. You heard your name called so you stood up as the applause came from the houses, more so Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. You smiled as you walked up to the podium. "Today, we are leaving these halls as students. It's bittersweet since we are all excited and happy to have made it but sad to leave the place that has become our home. Home is where your heart is and my heart has never found a better place. I plan on being back as a Professor and I hope to see a few of you do the same." you looked and eventually saw James who gave you a thumbs up.

"Now, I know we all want to cheer and say our last goodbyes but I have a few people I would like to thank. First, I would like to thank my best friend, Lily Evans." She looked up and smiled as you looked at her. "She has been the dearest friend anyone could ask for. Gryffindor's house stands for several things and I see now why the Sorting Hat chose her: Her nerve. She will never let you down, she finds her purpose and she finds good in all she does and all she befriends.”

You smiled as a small round of applause rang for Lily. “Second, I would like to talk about a significant friend group who we all know. James Potter, Peter Pettigrew, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin. We have all had an encounter with them…”

You were outside, watching the snow when you heard a whoosh and felt a strong breeze that blew your hair and pages of your book. You huffed as you looked up to see James flying off in his broom. He looped around the tower and came back. He landed beside you, “Whatcha reading?”

“It’s a book on herbology.”

He raised his eyebrow, “Didn’t you already pass that class like years ago?”

“I did."

His eye glowed under his snowflaked eyelashes, "Do you wanna take a spin?" he asked, hand extended. You sighed as you closed your book and put it in your tote bag. You knew he wasn't going to let it go if you didn't. He grabbed your hand, dragged you to his still-hovering broom, and helped you onto it. He sat in front of you and pushed off a little too fast for your liking. You let out a loud screech as he blew through the sky, quickly making the courtyard where you reading shrink in size. You began to laugh as he weaved in and out of the bridge columns and did terrifying tricks. James Potter was very wild but he was the purest embodiment of fun.

You wiped off the flour from your face as you coughed. You looked down at the rat that had run into your apron pocket and grinned, "Well Pete... Now we know not to do that." you started laughing as you pulled him out and dusted him off before sitting him on the ground. Slowly he changed back into the short man you were used to.

"That was a fail," he said as he pulled out his wand to clean the mess. "You just had to use that muggle contraption."

"You mean a hand mixer?" you said, looking at the turquoise mixer that was covered in flour and cocoa. You started laughing.

He looked at you, confused til he saw what you were laughing at. Tiny footprints in the flour were made before he ducked for cover.

You pulled a bin to the counter before sweeping the flour into it. You and Peter were the most trusting, which led you both to some pain but when it was with each other, you both knew you'd be safe.

You held on to Sirius’s shirt with a shaky hand, you jumped at every noise, making you tighten your grip. You looked at Sirius, he didn’t seem scared as he held his lantern. You were completely terrified of the dark but you would never admit it but Sirius was clued in from how violently you were clutching to his sleeve. He stopped and looked at you. "Nothing in the dark isn't in there in the light."

"It isn't about that."

You scowled at the boy who had gotten you dentition. He smiled as he looked around.

"It's rather peaceful if you just g-" he opened the lantern and blew out the light, making you yelp.

"Sirius-" he put his hand over your mouth

"Shh, just listen."

You pulled his hand off your face and looked around. Slowly you heard soft twinkling and buzzing. You saw dainty pink sparkles swirl around as Sirius grabbed your hand, leading you closer, quietly stepping. Eventually, the two of you came to what appeared to be a fairy dance party. You both gently sat down and watched them.

He looked at you, "I take back what I said, some things are not there in the light. But that doesn't mean they're bad."

You were wadding in the cold water, focused on the plants when you heard your name, You looked at saw Remus waving and walking at you. You smiled and waved back. Remus came to find you to ask you a very important question.

"Hey Rem, what's up?" you asked as you bent to pick up a purplish plat that smelled awful. You walked to the edge where you had put your jars and grabbed one to put it in.

He just watched you for a minute before asking the question, "We... We've been together for two years."

"Yes, best two years ever... Why?"

He walked closer to the bank and sat down, slowly taking off his shoes. "I just, I am wondering if you still... like me?"

You sighed lightly, "Remus, If I didn't like you, I wouldn't have put up with you for two years."

"Am I that bad?" he asked, lighter in his voice. He put his feet into the cold water before jerking them back lightly, the water was freezing, it felt as if the ice had barely thawed. "Damn, that's cold, how are you not frozen?"

"I got used to it and no, no you're not." you said dipping your hand back down into the water.

He watched you feel around blindly for a moment til he asked another question, "What are we going to do after graduation?"

"Well, I am going to study to be a professor like you said I should."

"What are you going to teach? Herbology?"

"No, No. This is a hobby. I was going to go for potion but the potions classroom gives me the creeps. Maybe I could do Muggle Studies."

"You'd be perfect."

You laughed, "Pretty much an expert on it! What are you going to do?"

He looked down, "I don't know... Options are limited for people like me."

You frowned lightly, "Rem, I think you'd be a good professor. You said a few months ago that you would love to teach Defense Against The Dark Arts."

"But-"

"There are few people good enough to teach and you are one. Please, at least try."

He looked up at you, "Fine. Though, way back when, you said something about opening a shop and that sounded lovely."

You opened another jar to scoop up some mud, "Yeah. I thought about that too. A book store. We could sell books and coffees for the people that stayed to read their books."

"A Cafe Bookstore," he said looking out across the lake at the sun slowly dipping down over the mountains. "Together."

"Forever." You stepped out of the lake and grabbed your shoes, you put them on. They were your lake shoes anyway.

You looked down at him, "I love you." you said, without thinking.

He looked up at you, eyes glowing. "I love you more." he stood up and grabbed your jar-filled bag.

"I love you most."

"Oh, I love you so much more than most."

It was a playful contest all the way up to the castle.

You were now walking in the train compartment, tears in your eyes. You and your friends talking in hushed whispers. It was supposed to be a happy day but there had been a terrible accident in James's hometown. You all knew there was a war, it weighed heavily on your minds but never had it been so close to one of your front doors.

"What should we do?" Lily asked, hand on James's shoulder.

"Obviously we join the fight," Sirius said, matter-of-factly.

"Are you sure it's a good idea? Aren't they close to stopping it anyway?" Peter said.

Sirius rolled his eyes, "How do you know that? Besides, we can't just... Ignore it."

Remus shook his head, "We should at least try to help. In any way that we can. We may not have to actually fight."

"I am not going to be a pathetic cowardly spy!" Sirius snapped.

"It isn't about you!" Remus snapped back.

"Stop fighting the both of you," James said sternly. He looked at all his friends. "I say we join," he looked around and shut the door, "Think for a minute, they are expecting older wizards. We go and fight and they'll never suspect us."

"What about our families?" you said. You looked at them, "Don't they need us?"

Sirius scoffed, "No."

James shook his head.

Peter just looked at the ground and fidgeted.

Remus looked at you, he knew what you really meant: You were scared of bringing your mother into this.

Lily had a similar fear. "She has a point. Though, I think it would be best to prevent it from getting to them by fighting."

Remus slipped his hand into yours. "Lily is right. Peter?"

Everyone looked at the short blonde, he sighed, "Alright."

Sirius slapped his hands together, "Let's go kick some ass!"

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