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Remember me
Though I have to say goodbye
Remember me
Don't let it make you cry
For ever if I'm far away
I hold you in my heart
I sing a secret song to you
Each night we are apart
Remember me
Though I have to travel far
Remember me
Each time you hear a sad guitar
Know that I'm with you
The only way that I can be
Until you're in my arms again
Remember me
PART 1
Y/n recorded and sang this cover of a very old film from old archives. She thought it would be sweet and meaningful for Banshee, for when he has his moments of not remembering things very well. In fact, they sang it all of the time together to help him. It is sort of like music therapy, and boy, was her voice like honey to him. They were inseparable.
3 years ago YPOV:
You: Hey Ikora, what’s up?
Ikora: Hello, Guardian.
You: you don’t have to call me guardian off duty.
Ikora: (amused tone) well, I must keep up appearances, I am a Vanguard after all.
You: I get that,………so……..how may I help you today? Need me to go on any missions?
Ikora: No, not today. But, I have made the decision that guardians can have personal relations, including staff………now I am aware that there have already been secret relationships………so don’t worry about it anymore, you can be out in the open about it now.
You:(excitedly hugs Ikora) Thank you I have been waiting for this day for so long……..(happily runs)excuse me but I have to go tell him.
Ikora: Hold on, before you go, you might want to consider making a will, since you are a guardian.
You: What’s a will?
Ikora: I will send that memo out to all the ghosts, you will get that later.
You: okay, thank you.
You wanted run to Banshee and tell him the great news, but your stomach decided to “talk” (stomach growling)on its own. So, you thought to go get some lunch, and decide to invite him as a lunch date as a mini celebration. You drew out and told your ghost Ezra(male), to send the invite. A minute later,
Ezra: Banshee responded, “I will be there as soon as I can Honey, it’s really busy in the shop at the moment, I honestly don’t know how long it will take.”
You: Okay, just tell him, “I understand I will be waiting.”, but I will need at least a snack. I’m absolutely starving.
Ezra: The Ramen Shop has egg rolls maybe some of those?
You: You read my mind. (laughs)
About 25 minutes go by and you get an incoming message from Ikora.
Ezra: It must be that memo Ikora was talking about……………….oh, you need to hear this, it’s very important.
You asking while stuffing your face with egg rolls
You: What’s up??? What’s going on?
Ezra: It expresses a person's wishes as to how their property or estate is to be distributed after their death…..
You look at your ghost with a wide expression of shock and then sadness, you look down a think for a second to process this information. Then, you look at Ezra. You gulp down your food and don’t say anything for a minute.
You:………………………………………I understand…………….
Ezra: What will you do?
You: I don’t know yet.
Then Banshee walks towards you and sits down next to you. You go on and tell him the great news, but not about the will yet……you’re not sure on what to say because you assume you wouldn’t ever permanently die, you’re one of the top best guardians and have a really good record of dying the least.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3uMtDMzt2gE
PART 2
As you were stuffing more egg rolls and looking off in the distance sometimes while Banshee talks to you, he suddenly stared for a good 2 minutes.
Banshee-36: YN,……….YN…………………..YN……….
You: Huh, oh yeah I heard you.
Banshee-36: Oh yeah,………
He looks in your eyes with a smug😏 look
Banshee-36: Then what did I say???
You: (blushing☺️) Ummmm, (chuckle) I’m sorry.
Banshee-36: What’s wrong, it’s a wonderful night, what’s on your mind? You’re a little distracted……
You: (reassuring)It’s nothing……I was just thinking about things, and about you.
Banshee-36: Oh?,…….. I hope it’s good things………………(very smugly)Maybe dirty things (chuckles)
You: (gushingly blushing🥵) Oh My God! Babe! We’re outside!
Banshee-36: I don’t care, I’d definitely kiss you in front of anyone, we no longer have to do that in secret.
He grabs your hand and brings it to his mouth plates, like he’s giving your hand a kiss.
Banshee-36: (the first time he says this) I love you.
You: (you get a tear in your eye🥲) ………..I…………I love you too.
Ezra records this moment
You and Banshee finish your lunch date, he turns around to kiss you, even though it’s just mouth plates on your lips, you can’t help but melt into the kiss. This the first time he kissed you, he thought that you would feel bad kissing metal and not feel anything. Of course you told him that you would not care you wanted to kiss him because your feelings were so strong for him. He was always self conscious of himself. Today was different, he was so confident today, too confident, constant dirty jokes always touching and kissing today…..something is up.
You two continue to walk to your room, when you finally reach your door you asked him if he wanted to come inside
Banshee-36: (chuckles, he looks at your body up and down and says😏) As many as times as you’ll let me.
You: (blush fire engine red) You, know what I meant, I’m being serious!
Banshee-36: (he puts his hand by your head on the door, the seductively whispers in your ear) So, was I.
You: (“fuck🥵”, you thought)(grabbing his hand and dragging him in your room and turn him around to kiss him passionately.) You have no idea how fucking hot that was.
Banshee-36:(chuckles😏) I think I do, love.
He grabs your ass with both hands and squeezes your cheeks, them smacks one of them. You instinctively let out a moan then kiss him again. During this kissing, you start touching his chest and slowly rub your hands down until you reach his surprisingly decent sized bulge, he lets out a sharp moan. You stop.
You: I’m sorry!!
Banshee-36: No…….
You: I’ll stop
Banshee-36:(raspy)Not…..what I meant.
He grabs your hand and makes you grab his a little bit bigger bulge.
Banshee-36: Please, keep going.
You smiled at him
You: Okay
Banshee-36: You are so beautiful YN, how did I get so lucky with the most caring person?
You: Are you kidding? I’m the one who feels lucky, you’re so good to me, and loving me, I couldn’t ask for anything else, my love.
He puts his hand on your cheek and rubs his thumb. A 6 seconds go by and he’s back to squeeze it your ass cheeks, and pulling your waist towards his crotch and rubs his bulge on your parts. Your eyes roll for a second at the sudden hot feeling between your legs.
Banshee-36: I don’t know if I can control myself anymore, do you want this?
You: Of course baby, I always wanted you.
Banshee-36: I’m a little worried, we’ve never done anything like this before, and for my extra part…….they only had sizes in large.
You:(😳)
Banshee-36: Is that alri…
You: YES!!!………🤭…………I mean, yes my love.
Banshee-36: 😆……….okay
Part 3
You two had a wonderful night, a fantastic first time together. The day was filled with so much love, unfortunately you were hurting a little, you went a little rough last night.
You: ouch.
You got up out of bed trying not to wake him up, then walked into the living room you sat down on your furniture brought out Ezra
Ezra: Yes YN?
You: I know what I want to do now.
Ezra: Go ahead, I’m recording…….
During your recording, Banshee walked in.
Banshee-36: Love, who are you talking to?
You: You Honey, you turn to your ghost and wave and a goodbye kiss
Banshee-36: What?
You: Don’t worry it’s for you for later.
He walks behind you, hugging you and kissing your neck.
Banshee-36: Why can’t I hear it now?
You put your hand on his while he’s hugging you.
You: Not now, it’s for when, and if I don’t come back.
He lets go of you walking in front of you grabs your face and kisses you passionately.
Banshee-36: Don’t talk like that……please come back to bed……..please.
You: (a short kiss on him)(softly putting your forehead on his)(whispered) Okay, hun.
You two go back to bed cuddling the day away.
*Note: Sorry for the short chapter, there will be more I needed it to be a short chapter for setting the mood.
Part 4
3 years later………..
YN and their fireteam went to the Leviathan to raid………….that was 5 days ago. There has been no communication for 5 days………….5 days of not knowing what’s going on.
Later that day Banshee saw ships finally show up……………he counted and recognized the ships.
Banshee-36: 1…….not you…………..2…..not you……………3…………4…………………….What?! Where?! Where are you?!
He runs to the flight line as fast as he can with every medic they had and pushed him aside and out of the way.
Banshee-36: Please move! I need to get by! (“Crying” the exo way and begging) PLEASE I NEED TO SEE!!!!
4 guardians………..two holding two wrapped up bodies……….none of them alive where YN.
Banshee-36 fell to the ground, one of the guardians came to him putting YN’s wrapped up body in front of him
Titan: I…………I’m ……..so sorry…………there was no light where we were…….we were surrounded there was one option and they sacrificed themselves for us to escape………..I was supposed to be the other but YN tripped me and put a knife in my belt and ran ahead of me into a pit of thrall and……I wasn’t fast enough I couldn’t do anything…….
The titan put pieces of Ezra on top of YN
Banshee just stares, sobbing and doesn’t say anything. He just sat there with what used to be YN. He stayed like this for a while………20 minutes later Ikora walks behind him puts her hand on his shoulder looks to the side with a crying face.
Ikora: Banshee, come on……..you can’t sit here come on my friend we have to take care of YN, she sent me her will for you 3 days ago let’s….……
She looks down at him……….he shut down.
It took 2 days to bring him back online, he had to be rebooted. Ikora came by to see Banshee, she smiled and saw he was awake.
Banshee-37: What, why am I here? Ikora, where is YN, have they came back yet?
Ikora: (gulps in a sob) Come with me we need to talk…….
Every death anniversary of YN he watched the recording YN left for him and shut down for several days and loses memories every time he gets rebooted.
It was the last time he watched and even remembered a little bit of them…..
Banshee-43: (picked up the file;thumb drive) what’s this? Looks sort of familiar, could be important.
Part 5
Ezra: Guardian, it’s recording!
You: Oh, yes (clears throat)……….hello my dearest, I thought I could say a few words about how much I love you, but words cannot describe. Do you remember our song? (Chuckles) Don’t worry my love you won’t have to forget anymore, I don’t want to sound morbid or anything, but when I’m no longer here you have all of my belongings and can watch this every day so you don’t lose yourself. I have faith I will come back to you after the raid, I heard this one will be difficult and honestly (sigh)……….I am………scared………..……..(tear in the eye, you wipe at it). (Smiles) Well now, I do believe I owe you a song.
Remember me
Though I have to say goodbye…………
Remember me
Don't let it make you cry……
(You tear)
For ever if I'm far away………….
I hold you in my heart…………
I sing a secret song to you
Each night we are apart……….
Remember me
Though I have to travel far
Remember me………..
(Tear)
Each time you hear a sad guitar……….
(Sigh)
Know that I'm with you
The only way that I can be
Until you're in my arms again………….
Remember me
(You put your fingers to your lips for a kiss, and put it on the camera)
I love you, so much. remember me.
(Feed cuts out.)
Banshee-44: She is beautiful, the person she loves is very lucky. I feel like………..wait…………hmm…….I lost it, what was I doing again?
End.
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Flufftober Day 14: truth or dare
OCs: Anastasia Moss & friends
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“Hey, Ana!”
Anastasia turned toward her friend, Ezza, as they all walked along the endless stretch of road away from home. “Yeah?”
“Truth or dare?” Ezza asked, and grinned.
Ana laughed. “Oh, are we doing this now? Okay. Ummmm, dare!”
“I dare you to eat a leaf off that weird plant over there!” Ezza said, pointing.
“Ezza,” Teddy cut in, suddenly, “that could be poisonous. I don’t think—”
“Okay!” Ana responded, already running to the plant.
“Oh my god.” Teddy looked distressed. “You guys really are crazy.”
“Relax, Teddy,” Ana said, swallowing. “Even if it is, I can make a basic magical antidote. I pay attention in class, you know. Idette! Truth or dare?”
Teddy shook his head, but Idette smiled. “Dare.”
“I dare you to summon a local ghost right now.”
“Oh, hell yeah,” Idette replied and immediately went into ritual mode. They all stopped and watched as she drew her magic together in a circle, the wind suddenly blustery. Then a specter phased into being, just formed enough to see a human silhouette but no details.
“Necromancy is illegal,” Teddy muttered, and Ana rolled her eyes.
“Not if you have an archaeology permit,” Idette replied, mid-handshake with the ghost.
“Do you have an archaeology permit?”
“Not yet.” When she said this, the ghost seemed to tilt its head and made an airy hissing sound. “No, I didn’t have any questions. If you do not consent to be here, I can send you back. I summoned you as a dare.”
Ana smirked at the way Teddy’s mouth dropped open. “She’s quite good, isn’t she? Top of the class in dead languages.”
The ghost was quiet for a moment, before it turned and pointed at Ezza, hissing.
“Ummm,” Ezza said, nervously. “What’s that about?”
“He’s asking you truth or dare,” Idette responded, looking just as surprised as the other girl.
“Oh. Okay. Dare.”
The ghost hissed some more and they all held their breath for Idette’s translation.
“Oh, I like that one,” she said, nodding. “Ezza, we dare you to give your best impression of confronting your murderer in your last breaths.”
Ezza wasted no time in dropping to her knees dramatically, clutching her chest with one hand and reaching out with the other. “Nooooooo! How could you do this to me! My closest, most trusted friend! I looked at you like family…...” And she fell face first onto the dirt with a flourish, only jumping back to her feet when she heard applause. “Yes, thank you, thank you. Teddy! Truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
“Why did you come to Ana’s birthday party?” This got everyone’s attention immediately, and even the ghost picked up on the energy and seemed to look to Teddy for the answer. But Teddy just scoffed.
“Pretty sure you know this already. She challenged me to a bet that usually I would win if it weren’t for the fact that she was setting me up.”
“It’s not my fault you don’t read ahead in the textbook,” Ana shot back, but Ezza just laughed.
“No, I know. But it’s not like you were forced to come. You definitely weren’t forced to reanimate the dead with us. But fine. Why did you agree to come on this trip with us?”
“Nope. I’ve already answered a question,” he responded quickly. “Ana, truth or dare?”
“…Truth.”
“Why did you invite me in the first place?” Everyone, ghost included, was staring at her now.
“Hey, look over there, I think we’re nearing the next town!”
“Oh, no you don’t,” Teddy called out, but Ana was already running off down the road, laughing.
@flufftober
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here are the ref sheets i promised i'd post next! these designs.....are technically redesigns? lmaoooo
i'll explain it more under the cut, so do read it if you're interested/curious enough~ ^^
OKAY YES HI HELLO WELCOME TO Under The Cut™ ‼️‼️
these designs are essentially redesigns. these six goofy goobers get these designs after rgverse's main story (which reminds me i STILL haven't started working on the story summary yet. Bare with me pls)
i have a LOT to say about these designs heheheheeheheh
1. abstruse
• ok first of all. he has a crown!!!!!! :D his outfit also looks more interesting to me. i wanted to make these designs look interesting while still looking simplistic. i do hope i achieved that goal well lol
• he has a lil ponytail, bc i cannot stand men without ponytails /j
• he also looks more happier <33333333 look at the lil guy go. look at my son go 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹
• as for whatever the fuck is on his thigh.....idk why i added it there honestly. i just needed some extra touches to him ig? lol
2. primeval texture
• ONE SUPER NOTICEABLE THING ABT HER DESIGN IS THAT HER HAIR NOW HAS A FADE!!!!!!!! YIPPEE
• she also has another accessory on her hair. it doesn't look like it bc i Can't draw it for the life of me but it's a feather lol
• her outfit is more...idk. idol-ish??? IDK WHAT TO CLASSIFY THIS STYLE LOL but i like it
• best girl (real)
3. technicolour
• darker bg for him bc god. some colors aren't noticeable enough with the usual bg color LMAO
• ANYWAYSSSS look!!!!! my other son!!!!!!!!!!!!
• he actually has head accessories now. ayeee
• paint splatters on him bc he got into painting and art after the rgverse story ended!
• bandages on him bc uhhh....reasons elaborated in story :}
• it's not noticeable enough but there's also bandages on his neck. reasoning? also elaborated in the story :3
4. logos
• what...is that cloak on her for? idk. just a random design choice
• side ponytail hairstyle for logos real
• as for the random splatters on her outfit and hair accessory, it's another random design choice lel
5. ego eimi
• her halo and wings are more lighter in terms of colors. reason? ALSO ELABORATED IN STORY. HA.
• flowers to make her look prettier <3
• more better clothing than her old design god bless
• bandages on her leg and right hand (unnoticeable) bc of....ummmm injuries aha
6. arghena
• NEW HAIR YAYAYAYYYYY :3333
• her hair looks a lil like teravolt's now. but hopefully it's different in some way
• TOP HAT. it's similar to chariot's honestly
• i don't have much to say abt her outfit lol
• random piece of clothing wrapped around her thigh bc that's her fucking choice actually. yea it's canon somewhat
• the 'bracelet' she's wearing on her left wrist isn't actually a bracelet. it's actually a watch. i just drew it like that bc of her goddamn hand position 😭
ok yea that's all lol. this was a pain in the ass to deal with but hey. it's worth it in the end :)
as for future plans, i'll work on more ref sheets. my main priority is make a post-rgverse main story design for unknown levels too, and then rework dawn a lil bc she's fine. except for her hair. yikes.
i'll also catch up on the characters who i haven't made ref sheets for yet. ad astra is next for that. thanks Spin The Wheel App
ok that's all ty for reading thru all of this nonsense <3
#(art)hesia#arthesias ocs#what an agonizingly long journey it has been: abstruse (oc)#a special kind of texture: primeval texture (oc)#like an ice cube: technicolour (oc)#to give law and order to the universe: logos (oc)#i exist: ego eimi (oc)#the embodiment of chaos and destruction herself: arghena (oc)#original character#original characters#oc#ocs#oc art#art#digital art#rgverse: artwork
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in our cthulhu game, being fused with Bendy the Lurker (who, i cannot stress enough, is an eldritch horror in addition to being our cartoon friend) gives Joey some terrifying inky powers so honestly why WOULDNT you just immediately pounce on the first person who catches you somewhere you’re not supposed to be while distorting your body in mind-rending ways??????
anyway here’s some out of context quotes for Session Four under the cut
[Sammy is played by me, Joey is played by Boo (inkyvendingmachine), Henry is played by Maf (inkcryptid), Jack is played by Mochi (whatyouwantedmetosee) and Thren (haunted-hijinxer) is our GM!]
[Sammy] Are you planning to break in?
[Joey] I wasn't not planning to.... not... break in....
[Jack] Jack might be giving Joey a look.
[Joey] They broke in first!
[Sammy] Sammy shrugs and nods, this makes sense.
[Henry] I want to say by now Henry has finally read the room and is also looking at Jack.
[Joey] (Henry has realised it's Looking At Jack Time)
[Jack] Now he's mute AND self-conscious!!
[Jack] He's going to write "I'll be fine," pause briefly, and then write, "probably."
[GM, as Bendy] Are you sure you want us to go alone?
[Sammy] I'M sure I DON'T want him to be alone!
[Joey] I won't-- I won't be alone! I can't be alone right now! We know this!!
[Bendy] Uh-huh.
[Henry] Mm-hm.
[GM] A skeptical look is interjected.
[Sammy] But if we told you to go and take a look but not do anything stupid, I'm not sure you're capable of that!!
[Joey] I'm-- wait. I can do non-stupid things!!
[Henry] While Joey is getting ready in his room, Henry has already stolen his plate and is finishing it.
[Sammy] I'm just laughing at the concept of Joey and Sammy being in separate parties but like, watching each other across the street,
[Joey, interrupting]: in a NON gay way.
[Sammy] Mostly not gay.
[Joey] Definitely Not Gay
[Jack] The MOST heterosexual,
[Jack] That's his middle name! Joey Heterosexual Drew!
[Sammy] That's what I remember from the book, yeah.
[GM] Roll lockpicking.
[Joey] Uh, that was, a bad roll, so instead of pushing it, can I use one of my... points, and just unlock it with my finger?
[GM] .....SURE,
[Sammy] WHAT. WHAT!! WHAT IS HAPPENING.
[GM] Henry should make a Spot(Hidden) roll!
[Henry] oKAY???
[Sammy] PLEASE make this Henry, I need to know what's happening
[GM] It looks like a landing, and a staircase, going up!
[Henry] Still no one around? No symbols?
[GM] Nope!
[Joey] Then let's go up!
[Henry] ...didn't you say this building was one story, though?
[GM] :) I did!
[Henry] oh.....
[Joey] OH,......
[GM] There IS a person puttering around in there.
[Joey] Hmmm... I did say I wasn't going to do anything stupid.....
[Joey] *inspecting pen covered in weird goo* Can I smelllllll it?
[GM] ,,,,YOU SURE CAN,
[GM] So you currently have this symbol-painter gaping up at you guys at the top of the stairs
[Joey] UM,
[Jack] He sees it. He is looking.
[Joey] UHHH,,
[Henry] No! He does not see it, he is looking away!!
[Joey] I feel like we should just,,, graB HIM, AND uH, i- th- uh, drag him up the roof, or pin him down--- I don't knOW, dEFERS TO BENDY!
[GM] I mean, Bendy's instincts are definitely to pounce on something that is doing something he doesn't want!
[Henry] uh, I, uh, w- wELL HENRY, was planning to put his words together, and try to convince this man that, y'know, we're supposed to be here, like we're roof maintenance or something, but then JOEY just fUCKING JUMPED ON HIM!
[GM] Down the stairs!
[Henry] DOWN THE STAIRS! I think his first action in this fight is going to be "Joey, what the FUCK"
[GM, cheerfully] Joey also needs to make a Sanity Check, his body is distorting in horrifying ways!
[Joey] (Joey made it!)
[GM] Just one sanity damage each! No big deal.
[Sammy] YEAH, no big deal!! Just part of your sanity, dripping away!!!!
[Sammy] This is NOT the jungles of Haiti, this is an establishment in New Orleans, please don't murder people!
[Joey] He wasn't planning on murdering, he just wanted to make him shoosh!
[Sammy] YOUR METHOD MATTERS!!
[GM, speaking for Bendy] ...There might have been some miscommunication in the desired result,
[Jack] Joey's lowest skill is "stay out of trouble" and his highest skill is "get self out of the trouble you got yourself into”
[GM] The Lurker rolled a fumble, so he's super distracted with something... he is NOT paying attention.
[Sammy] Super distracted with all of Joey's human emotions at, uh, murder, which is normally such a fun, wholesome activity!
[Sammy] Sanity check for the greatest horror of all: TAXES.
[GM] Weirdly, Henry thinks he recognises this from descriptions he's read in some of the books he's looked through of Joey's; he thinks this is a drink that lets you survive in the vacuum of space!!
[Sammy] WHAT
[Henry] Why the heck would they need that...
[Henry] ......how big is this jug?
[Sammy] (*laughing* "I wanna survive the vacuum of space! Lemme at it!")
[GM] It's like a gallon?
[Sammy] (glug glug glug!)
[Henry] He's not going to DRINK it, he was just considering taking it!
[Sammy] I've seen Henry go at bacon soup. I believe he can do it.
[Sammy] This isn't important and I PROMISE I'm not going to get distracted but I just want to know if there's any nice instruments in here,
[Sammy] He's not going to wait, he's just going to turn around and leave.
[Jack] Jack will -- now that he can use his words! -- say, “thanks for the help anyway,” and then go follow Sammy.
[Sammy] Ugh, Sammy might take a drink,
[Jack] Jack is very much not going to take any drinks.
[Joey] (Jack takes the drink OUT of Sammy's hand and hands it to somebody else!)
[Jack] ......he MIGHT do that,
[another player returns to the call]
[Sammy] Welcome back! Sammy did not do a good job vaulting over a fence, in case you were wondering, which is why my HP is now listed here!
[GM] He makes like he's going to close the door again.
[Joey] (Stick your foot in the door!)
[Jack] HMMM, tries to think if I have any good words for being polite,
[Jack] “hey, no, please don't shut the door haha your so sexy,”
[Sammy] Cool, Sammy will walk in.
[Jack] Jack will thank him! And walk in.
[Jack] (i'M REALLY DISTRACTED BY THE CAT,)
[Sammy] (I'M SORRY!! IT'S MEOW TIME!!!)
[Sammy] (The cat needs us to know about the King in Yellow, it's VERY important)
[GM] The rune expert's cat, clearly.
[Jack] I think this guy needs a cat, in these trying times.
[Jack] Jack would definitely have been petting the cat, I'm just mentioning that.
[GM] He opens the door and gestures inside.
[Sammy] O...kay, looks inside closet?
[GM] "Go, go on, look, look!"
[Jack] (LOOK IN THE CLOSET, I'VE GOT ALL THIS WINE!!)
[Sammy] I- I reaLLY THOUGHT,, THE OTHER GUYS WERE GONNA BE THE ONES WHO GOT IN TROUBLE,,,
[Joey] Is there a window?
[Jack] IN THE CLOSET???
[GM] You definitely sense something in one of the shoeboxes.
[Sammy] SAMMY'S TRYING VERY HARD TO IGNORE THINGS THAT HE SENSES RIGHT NOW
[Sammy] I've got Joey luck today, it's weird!?!
[Jack] It's to protect Jack!
[Jack] The shepherd must protect the sheep!!!
[Sammy] Yeah, let's git, let's skeedaddle, let's just run,
[Jack] Channel our inner Wally Franks,
[Sammy] and get outta here!!
[GM] Henry does have at least one person try to trade drinks and get some of the jug he's carrying.
[Joey] *sulky* No!! Our special juice!
[Sammy] Joey and Lurker are the two children who should not sit next to each other, because they are a bad influence on each other
[Sammy] (Oh, P.S., Jack can talk now!)
[GM] Oh, you're better!
[Sammy] Sammy's feeling better too, but that might just be adrenaline.
[Joey] As long as the show isn't Alice In Wonderland or The King In Yellow!
[GM] Do you say that?
[Joey]
[Sammy] NO
[Sammy] That's out of character, I think,
[Joey] UMMMM,
[Sammy] Is, is it-- jOEY DREW,
[Joey] ...........it is out of character.
[Joey] We're down here due to something to do with that symbol coming to bother us at the Studio!
[GM] She wants to know if that's why your eyes are weird.
[Joey]
[Joey] Yes.
#call of cthulu: haunted hijinx#sammy lawrence#joey drew#Henry Stein#bendy the lurker#when in doubt just keep drawing#'joey what are you doing' is the most oft-quoted bendy line in this game fOR GOOD REASON#Session Four AKA EVERYBODY PANIC#Session Four AKA Don't Do Anything Stupid#failed step one
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Here‘s to You, Kid
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY KENJI!!!”
A chorus of voices greeted him as he opened the door to the office, and he was promptly covered in streamers from the party poppers Atsushi and Tanizaki had fired as he entered the room.
Today was August 27th and it was Kenji’s 20th Birthday.
“Woaaaahhh,” Kenji looked around the room, heavily decorated with banners and balloons, before turning his gaze to the group of his co-workers standing in the centre. “Thank you so much, everyone!”
“How does it feel to finally be a legal adult, ehhhh?~” Dazai swept in from the side, putting an arm around Kenji’s shoulders with a dubious expression on his face. “Got any enjoyable things planned now that the adult world is available to you?~”
“Ummmm...” Kenji looked up as he thought for a moment. “Not really. But I’m sure I’ll have an enjoyable day with you all here!” he responded with a bright smile.
“Oh come now, Kenji, haven’t you even considered going out for a drink, finding a pretty woman, taking her home and-”
Dazai was cut off by a swift smack to the back of the head.
“DON’T BE INAPPROPRIATE!” Kunikida interjected before Dazai would, inevitably, go into great detail about what he expected Kenji to get up to with a pretty woman.
“Owwww~ Kunikida how mean~ We’re all adults now, we can discuss this kind of thing,” Dazai pouted, rubbing the back of his head.
“We’re still in a work environment.” Kunikida pushed his glasses up his nose. “Besides...nobody wants to hear what you get up to in your own time.”
“But you do, don’t you, Kenji?~” An innocent expression had returned to Dazai’s face as he turned back to look at Kenji.
“Sure! I’m always happy to hear what my friends enjoy doing,”
Atsushi and Tanizaki, watching from afar, shared a strained smile as they were reminded of Dazai’s antics on their own 20th Birthdays. Dazai had attempted to engage the pair of them in similar conversations, though in Tanizaki’s case Naomi gave him more information than he’d been comfortable with, but Kenji’s insurmountable naivety was leaving Kunikida at a disadvantage this time.
“Alright everyone, we’re ready~” Naomi’s head appeared from around the door to the meeting room and the chaos momentarily stopped.
Yosano pushed Kenji towards the centre of the room as Kunikida went for the lights. Ranpo stopped eating sweets in the corner of the room and joined the rest of the members as they gathered close to Kenji and began to sing.
Holding the cake between them, Naomi and Kyouka appeared from the meeting room and slowly brought it over to him. Kenji’s eyes lit up at the beautifully-decorated cake and the 20 lit candles neatly arranged on top. Dazai, still singing, was oh-so-innocently inching around behind him, preparing to give him some traditional Birthday ‘tough-love’.
As the song drew to a close, Kenji blew the candles out - oblivious to Kunikida putting Dazai in a headlock behind him - and everybody cheered.
The cake was quickly cut, distributed, and enjoyed by everyone who worked in the office. Kenji was congratulated on reaching adulthood and the joint gift was brought out and received with joy.
Despite the inevitable end to the celebrations as Kunikida reminded everyone that it was a work day, Kenji thoroughly enjoyed himself and left the office that afternoon with a smile.
“Ah, hello again!”
Chuuya jumped at the sudden voice and spun around, spotting Kenji waving to him as he walked over.
Aha! The ADA kid who thought I was cool!
“Oh hey...” Chuuya’s confident tone of voice began to fade as Kenji stopped in front of him. “...kid?” He was looking up.
He grew?!
“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Kenji, seemingly unaware of their new height difference, smiled down at Chuuya.
“It sure as hell has...” Chuuya mumbled, trying to ignore the disappointment that Kenji was no longer the short kid he remembered. He wasn’t taller by much, but it was enough. “S-Say- kid, how old are you now?”
“Twenty!”
“T-Twenty?!” Chuuya took a step back. “Already?! Since when did you grow up so fast?!”
And how come I didn’t get a damn growth spurt like him...
Kenji thought for a moment. “Since I was born I guess...unless the years are a different length in the city?”
“Eh? N-No they’re the same...”
There was a moment of silence. Then Chuuya cleared his throat.
“So you’re twenty now, eh? Finally an adult.”
“That’s right! The ADA threw a celebration for me this morning,”
“They did? Good good. It’s an important year.” Chuuya folded his arms and nodded knowingly. “Very important.”
“Becoming an adult is indeed very important,” Kenji agreed.
“Exactly. Remember what I said I’d buy you when you turned twenty?”
“Ummm...” Kenji paused for a moment, thinking back to their brief conversation six years ago. “Oh yeah! A beef bowl!” His face lit up in excitement.
Beef bowl?! Is that what he was talking about the entire time?!
“Er- well-”
Why’s he so excited about a damn beef bowl anyway?
“Y-yeah exactly! C’mon, let’s go get it for ya,” Feeling a little dazed, Chuuya led the way to the shop. This encounter was not going at all like he’d expected it to.
“Here ya go, kid. Enjoy.” Chuuya put the beef bowl down in front of Kenji and sat opposite him on the table.
“Thank you so much, Mr Mafia Executive! You’re so kind!”
Kenji’s innocent words of praise broke right through Chuuya’s tough act and he blushed a little.
“Y-Yeah yeah whatever it’s nothing. Enjoy...”
Chuuya watched as Kenji polished off the food in a matter of minutes, only pausing to comment on how good it tasted and how grateful he was that Chuuya had bought it for him.
By the time he was finished, Chuuya had been well-and-truly won over.
“Thank you again, Mr Executive!” Kenji, unaware of the effect he was having on Chuuya, said as they left the shop.
Chuuya couldn’t take it anymore.
“Alright, listen here, kid.” He spun to face Kenji and folded his arms. “I dunno if you’re just playin’ with me or you really are this damn naive..but I like you. You’re clearly a good kid with a good head on yer shoulders. And you’ve gotta be at least a little strong to have lasted this long without getting yerself killed. So-”
Chuuya held up two fingers.
“First. No more Mr Executive. Call me Chuuya.”
“Okay, Mr Chuuya!”
Another blow to Chuuya’s heart.
“N-No mister, kid...just Chuuya...”
“Okay Chuuya!”
“Good. Ok- uh- and second...yes, second, as a reward for surviving so long and becoming a legal adult, I’m gonna buy you a drink.”
“Oh! Like cider?"
“N-No like alcohol...”
...are you really twenty?
“Woaahhh I’ve never had alcohol!”
“Heh. Well, that’s why I’m here, kid.” Chuuya puffed out his chest proudly. “I’ll show ya the ropes and introduce you to the best alcohol has to offer.”
Chuuya guided Kenji into the wine bar next door and over to a seat at the bar.
“Yo, I’ll have two glasses of the usual please,”
“Got a visitor with you today, I see,” The bartender said with a smile.
“Yeah, that’s right. I’m introducing him to the world of good wine,” Chuuya grinned as he sat down. “Wouldn’t want the cheap shit to warp his perception of it,”
The bartender laughed as he got the bottle and two glasses. “Indeed we wouldn’t. Oh,” setting everything down, he turned to Kenji, “but might I see some ID first, please?”
“Of course!” Kenji produced his ID and showed it to the bartender, who took a moment to check it over, then nodded with a smile.
“Thank you, and Happy Birthday, young man,”
“Thank you Mr Bartender!”
The bartender swiftly poured the two glasses of wine and set them down in front of the two men. “Enjoy.”
“Here, have a taste of this,” Chuuya pushed Kenji’s glass towards him with a grin and watched as he brought it up to his mouth and took a sip.
Kenji’s expression turned into a frown as the unfamiliar alcoholic undertones overloaded his senses, then quickly turned into one of pleasant surprise as the flavour of the wine started to become apparent.
“It’s really good!”
Chuuya laughed and slapped his shoulder approvingly. “Ain’t it just? There’s nothin’ better in this world than a glass of good wine.”
And then, when his laughter died down, he stayed silent for a moment. He thought about the past six years, how Kenji had been just fourteen during their first encounter, and everything the ADA had been through since. It was a miracle Kenji, or any of the younger members of both their organisations, had managed to reach adulthood at all.
Chuuya smiled ruefully and picked up his own glass, swirling the wine for a second before holding it out in a toast. A genuine smile, openly showing his admiration for the young man, took its place.
“Here’s to you, kid. Happy Birthday.”
Kenji returned the smile and clinked his glass against Chuuya’s.
The genuine moment soon faded as the two of them continued to drink. Chuuya, no more tolerant than he was six years ago, was already feeling it at half the glass. Kenji was somehow faring better than the mafioso, but he was also beginning to feel a slight buzz and entirely out of his depth, though fascinated, with the amount of wine-related information Chuuya was telling him.
He’d only asked if all wine tasted like this and now he was forty minutes into a lecture on the nuances of wine flavours. Chuuya had even requested the bartender pour a selection of wines into shot glasses for Kenji to try and compare, stating that if it was an inconvenient amount to put through the till then he’d buy every bottle in full.
So as the hours drew on, Kenji, under strict guidance about how to properly wine-taste, sampled exactly twenty different wines of Chuuya’s choosing while receiving an explanation on the flavour and production of each. Most of the information he couldn’t comment on, but when Chuuya began to explain the cultivation of the grapes, Kenji jumped on the opportunity to share his own knowledge of farming.
Consequently, the two of them - still drinking of course - engaged in a niche form of information exchange. Chuuya explained the cultivation procedure of each sampled wine, and then Kenji explained why he thought those particular cultivation methods were used. Chuuya learned about farming - and, more importantly, a new way to more accurately guess the taste of a wine before he tried it - and Kenji learned about the wine industry and the wide variety of wines available, including which wines were good wines.
At the end of the night, they were both drunk and a little unsteady on their feet. Chuuya paid the bartender then, seeing Kenji wobble, threw an arm around his shoulders.
“C’mon kid, I think it’s time we got you home.”
And so the two of them unsteadily made their way to Kenji’s house, talking and laughing all the way as Chuuya kept hold of Kenji in some way or another. Once they reached the door to his apartment, Chuuya finally let go and gave him the rundown on how to minimise and treat the inevitable hangover he’d get the following day. Kenji took note as best as he could, managing to recite a satisfactory amount of the information to Chuuya when prompted.
He unlocked the door and went to step inside, then turned to face Chuuya again.
“Thank you for such a great evening, Chuuya. You’re awesome!”
Caught once again off-guard by the praise, Chuuya blushed and rubbed the back of his head. “Ah, well...er- it was nothing...really. But thanks for the great company, kid. I really enjoyed hangin’ out with ya.”
“Likewise! And, um, Chuuya? I’m not a kid anymore...”
“Oh yeah...”
There was a pause as he contemplated that.
“Ah, who cares! You still look like a damn kid to me,” he chuckled and nudged Kenji’s cheek with his elbow, “so don’t get cocky ‘n’ maybe I’ll treat ya to another drink someday.”
“I’d love that! Goodnight, Chuuya.” Kenji waved, then quietly closed the door.
“G’night, kid. Sleep well.”
Notes:
Hey guys, I may or may not have speed written this oneshot because I re-read a...very delirious draft outlining how adorable a fic about Chuuya buying Kenji his 20th Birthday drink would be...
Erm- anyways hope you enjoyed it! It’s probably a lil rough around the edges but I tried to capture that miscommunication that Wan had...hopefully I succeeded.
Not-so-little afternote tho: I did some searching about Birthdays in Japan and coming-of-age. Seems like they do a ceremony on the 2nd Monday of January for everybody turning 20 (April to April) and so they don’t celebrate on the day like western countries tend to.
There was no way I’d be able to write about something I know so little about, sooo I wrote Kenji’s birthday the western way. I also then conveniently ignored my contradiction by doing that. (Kyouka is a few months younger than Kenji so technically, Dazai, not everyone is a legal adult yet! But ain’t no reason why ya can’t celebrate your birthday both ways right?? Eh, it’s lazy writing, but it was a minor point so I left it.)
One other thing in this fic that I wanna point out is that cider is non-alcoholic in Japan!! The hell?! The Mitsuya cider he likes is a freakin’ soft drink and it baffles me so much. I’m gonna visit one day and get weird looks when I show my ID to buy a soft drink lmao.
Anyways my original rant of a draft had Kenji drinking Chuuya under the table because he’d already been introduced to cider but sadly I had to change that.
Anyways yeah hope you enjoyed this!
#bungou stray dogs#bsd#Nakahara Chuuya#kenji miyazawa#bsd wan#fanfic#fanfiction#standalone oneshot (Fanfiction)
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Tim’s Secret Weapon Pt. 5
I’ve been slightly obsessed with @ozmav ‘s Damian Wayne/Marinette Dupain-Cheng pairing as of late, and just saw a post that has inspired me more than anything else has in months, so I felt the need to write it
Summary- Tim has always seen the numbers floating above people’s heads, been able to perceive their threat levels with a single glance. After being a hero for so long he thought he was desensitized to seeing high numbers above people’s heads until Damian brings a new friend home.
Part 1
Part 4
Part 5 (HERE)
Part 6
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Dick got a look on his face.
A pinched sort of look that made it look like he was thinking something over intently.
It was a look that filled all of the Bats and anyone that knew him from his Robin days with a sense of dread.
“Dick…” Jason drew out slightly, “What are you thinking?”
“I’m going to do a thing,” He replied almost offhandedly, “Since she hasn’t seen us yet.”
“Don’t-” Damian didn’t even finish since Dick had already disappeared, causing Tim to bury his head in his hands.
“God that’s annoying,” The other three found themselves groaning in unison, their own inside joke even as found his path almost instantly.
The eldest son snuck through the crowd of teens unnoticed, surprisingly. Most would think that one would notice the thirty-year-old right outside the secondary school, but he easily weaved through the crowds and worked his way behind the baker’s daughter.
Marinette was too involved in his conversation with the blond to notice Dick grinning mischievously at her from behind the half wall she was leaning against.
In a swift move, the acrobat grabbed her and lifted her onto his left shoulder in one fell swoop, earning a high pitched squeal from the girl as he spun in a circle perched on the half wall and drawing almost all of the attention of the whole courtyard.
“Hello, Mari!” He greeted casually as if her hands weren’t twisted into his hair in her shock.
She blinked down at him, taking a few seconds to register what was happening before her face morphed into fond irritation, “Seriously, Richard?”
The blond, Neon Green 15, she had been talking to was staring in between them as if he wasn’t sure if he was supposed to be concerned or bemused.
“Ummmm… What’s going on?” the buff boy, White 12, from nearby asked, hand raised slightly.
Marinette glanced around and groaned as she realized that her entire class was staring at her up on top of Dick’s shoulders.
“Everyone, this is Dick” Marinette introduced, “He’s a family friend of sorts. Dick these are my classmates.”
“Nice to meet you,” Dick greeted waving a hand happily with Marinette still balance on one shoulder.
“Should have known Mari was skanky enough to get with a guy twice our age.”
The Batfam stiffened and turned to look at the origin of the voice. It was the girl Tim pointed out earlier as being dangerous, Copper 9, a wide smirk on her face as her posse snickered. None of them had to turn to feel the bloodlust boiling off of Damian, not that they would deny the red tinge to their vision. Marinette had wilted in a millisecond.
“Told you that was a bad idea, Grayson,” Damian snapped as the other three walked over much calmer than they were feeling.
Marinette lit back up at their appearance and started poking Dick’s cheek.
“Put me down. Put me down. Put me down. Put me down. Put me down.”
“Okay, Okay!” He laughed as he lifted her off his shoulder and passed him easily to Jason.
Jason grinned, holding her on his hip, “Hey Marigold,”
“Jay!” She giggled giving him a hug, “Not the brother I wanted, and don’t hand me to Tim cause he looks like he hasn’t slept this week and I don’t want to be dropped.”
Jason clutched his chest, “That’s so mean, sunshine! Though you’re right about Tim.”
“Rude,” Tim grumbled, but couldn’t stop the grin that came to his face, “but hug the devil spawn before he tries to rip our arms off.”
Damian glared at him, but as soon as Marinette wrapped her arms around his neck he softened, placing a kiss on her hair, “Missed you, Habibiti,”
“Missed you too, Dames,” She giggled, excitement bubbling, "What are you guys even doing here? I know you don't like to travel too much."
Jason cut in, "Bruce was inspecting the Paris branch, so we just decided to tag along."
"Oh, Bruce is here too? I'll have to make some of those strawberry cream macaroons he likes."
“Brothers? Wow, that’s a new low,”
“Who the fuck are you?” Jason finally snapped, glancing over at Copper 9.
“Who are you?” one of the other girls standing with her, an obnoxious orange 5 twisting over her, asked, phone pointed at them, “Cause showing up to a high school isn’t exactly a good look for post-college graduates, mister.”
“Well going from oldest to youngest, He’s Dick, as Mari already said, I’m Jason, that’s Tim, and the twerp that’s snuggling up to Marigold is Damian, her boyfriend.”
“We’re brothers,” Dick added, as the group around the two girls looked stunned while many of the others perked up.
“This the guy you’ve been telling us about huh?” The tiny pink-haired girl, Icy Blue 13, comments, giving Damian a considering look.
Buff White 12, next to her smirked at them, “You do go for the lookers, huh, Nette?”
A red-haired boy, a lavender 4, laughed softly, “I thought he’d be taller,”
“Since when do you have a boyfriend?!” Orange 5 yelped, causing Mari to roll her eyes as she finally pulled away from the youngest Wayne.
“I’ve been telling you, Alya,��� Marinette snapped making the boys blink. There was actual venom in her voice, ice pointily aimed at the other teen. Marinette never had real heat in her words, not even with the Rogues, “I started dating him a year ago, but you didn’t believe me.”
“Two soon,” Damian piped in, looking smug at the flabbergasted group.
“But you’re into Adrian!”
The blond boy, Adrian, Neon Green 15, frowned, “She and I are just friends. She’s been trying to get me with my crush for the last six months? Why on earth would you think she had a crush on me?”
Marinette shrugged, “I mean I did, but I got over it around your fourteenth birthday.”
“Wait,” the boy got a look of realization on his face, “Is that why you always stuttered around me?!”
“Oh my god!” Icy Blue 13 cried, “You can’t tell me you’re seriously that dense!”
“Homeschooled Alix!” He snapped back, “I was homeschooled by a recluse!”
“But if she’s not in love with Adrian,” The pixie cut blonde, Buttercup Yellow 3, questioned trembling slightly, “ Why has she been so mean to Lila?”
“Perhaps,” the nerdy boy, Nerdy White 12, pushing up his glasses, “Marinette’s feeling towards Lila has something to do with the fact that Lila’s claim of having a disease that causes her to do or say things she does not mean to can only be labeled as Compulsive Lying and yet half of the class believes every story that she tells and gets upset at anyone that dares to question her.”
“Shut it, Max,” Alya growled, “This has nothing to-”
“Utterly ridiculous,” The blonde girl, Canary Yellow 14 over her head, cut in without looking up from her phone, “You can’t seriously tell me this has nothing to do with Dupain-Cheng questioning Rossi’s idiotic stories.”
“No one cares about your opinion, Chloe,” Lila purred with an ugly scowl, “Or is it Chealse? I can’t keep up since your mother never seems to get it right.”
“Yeah, no,” Chloe continued, “That insult is like a year and a half too late, and I don’t have to do anything but ask questions.”
“What are you playing at, Bourgeois?”
Chloe looked up from her phone, eyes going to the group surrounding Lila, “At lunch, Lila was talking about her new boyfriend, right? Who feels like reminding everyone of who that was?”
The ginger girl, Tan 4, piped up, “She’s been dating Damian Wayne for the last month! They met at a conference for her nonprofit in Achu.”
Tim couldn’t stop the snort that escaped from him as Damian’s face twisted into disgust. Marinette’s hand covered her mouth to cover her smile but Dick and Jason didn’t even try to stop their laughter from shaking their frames.
“Of all the fucking people!” Jason wheezed, “You pick him!”
“Hey! Don’t laugh it’s romantic!” Canary Yellow 3 cried, tears pricking her eyes.
“Isn’t it Rose?” Lila cooed, eyes narrowed at the laughing group, “Dami-bear is such a sweet man.”
Chloe hummed, eyes sparkling, “I bet he is, but I have another question.”
“What?”
Instead of answering Alya’s question, she turned to the group that was laughing even harder, Dick and Jason were only standing from clutching to each other as they repeated, ‘Dami-bear’ over and over again.
“Do you boys happen to still have your passports on you?”
Tim held up a single finger as he tried desperately to regain his breath.
“What are you playing at, Chloe?” Alya snapped after a tense moment.
“Her point,” Damian growled, and suddenly Tim had a giggling Marinette leaning against his shoulder as the younger man stalked over “Is that I’ve never been to Achu.”
He thrust his passport into her camera lens.
Damian Wayne standing out from the page in stark clarity.
"Oh that note," Tim piped in, smirking slightly as he watched her nine wavier in place as if ready to flick down. Oh, how her tower of lies was crumbling, "using the Wayne to further yourself or claiming that one of us is cheating on anyone can be considered Defamation so I would suggest that you retract any statements you've made before we're forced to talk to our lawyers."
They didn't stick around to see the effect the pronouncement beyond the sickly color Lila turned as her whole posse turned to stare at her in disbelief. Alya looked panicked as the boys grabbed Marinette, who was practically vibrating with nervous energy and herded her towards their car.
Alfred raised an eyebrow, "Did you enjoy yourselves, sirs?"
"You know it!" Dick laughed, as they snapped their seatbelts.
"I hope they didn't cause too much trouble, Miss. Marinette."
"Hello Alfred," She greeted lightly even as her shoulders pulled up next to her ear, "It's nice to see you, and don't worry, they fixed a problem for me."
Tim wanted to ask, and he could see his brothers did as well, but Marinette shook her head.
"Can we go to where you're staying? I think my classmates are going to break out of their stupor soon and I don't want to face them yet."
Alfred's eyes were hard in the rearview mirror, but his voice was as level as ever, "Of course, Miss Marinette. Master Bruce actually would like to meet you at the hotel we're staying at."
"Let's not keep him waiting then,”
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Telling Marinette they knew she was Ladybug could have gone in a lot of different ways, they were aware of this, and had planned for a multitude of them to try and ensure an easier time of getting the girl used to the fact that they knew and were in fact Superheros too.
What they weren’t expecting was for Marinette to pale the second Damian spoke the words, “We know you’re Ladybug,” and flip the platter of sweets into his face, effectively cutting him off before sprinting to the window screaming, “Spots on!”
They were not expecting a bright pink light to overtake her, nearly blinding them.
Tim was not counting on the fact that he could see her number through the blinding light as it faded to pure white as the numbers climbed higher and higher, vanishing once they reached 99, the light fading in the next millisecond to reveal Ladybug in all her glory.
They were not expecting her to open the 80th-floor window of their hotel suite and throw herself out of it, yo-yo catching the next building and flinging her away faster than humanly possible.
“Well,” Jason drawled, eyeing the carnage, “That went well.”
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Triple Frontier: Unwanted Job Chapter 8
The next chapter is here! I’m not exactly sure where I am going to go from here so some of the next chapters may be a little slow. I hope you all enjoy reading these as much as I love writing them. In this chapter and the next couple of chapters there will be scenes of past abuse so fair warning before you get into this chapter. WARNING: Past Physical Abuse, Past Mental Abuse, Past Sexual Assault, Protective Frankie, Attempted Sexual Assault, Assault, Nightmare Induced Panic Attack and some Self Doubt/Hate. IF ANY OF THESE MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE DO NOT READ!
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The next couple of weeks had been quiet as Cait and the others frequently checked in with Will. June had decided to go back to the ranch, but Benny decided to stay after she persuaded him that Cait needed him at this time. “We should go out tonight”, Santiago announced. “Where would we go?”, Benny questioned. “Well we could go down to the local bar and play some pool or shoot darts”, he responded.
“It would be good for us to get out of the house and have some normalcy”, Cait agreed. Frankie nodded as Santiago and Benny smiled. Later on at the bar Frankie watched as you did shots of tequila with Benny. It had gathered a small crowd to see which one of the two would quit first. “What’s the matter Benny ya’ look like you might get sick”, Cait joked as she took her sixth shot. “Nah, I’ll be fine you just worry about yourself”, he laughed.
“I bet she beats him”, Santiago quipped. “Oh what makes you so certain?”, Frankie asked. “Well if I recall correctly she was always good at drinking us under the table, and not being absolutely hung over the next morning”, he replied. “Yeah that’s true. I never understood how she was able to pull that off. She always said it was genetics”, Frankie laughed before taking a swig of his beer. Benny was starting to sway after his ninth shot, and Cait was grinning as if she already knew the outcome.
Sure enough Cait downed her tenth shot as Benny shook his head, and bowed out. The small crowd cheered as Cait held up her fists in victory. She stumbled back towards the boys when a guy cut off her path. She looked up at him, and took in that he was tall with short blonde hair and gray eyes. “Hey those were some nice drinking skills. How about you come with me and I’ll buy you whatever you fancy”, the stranger smirked.
“No that’s quite alright”, she answered. “Oh come on just one little drink”, he tempted. “Look I’m here with some friends, and I’m not looking for any company please move”, she gritted out. She went to move around him when he grabbed her arm. “Ow hey let go puta you're hurting my arm”, she snarled. “Look I was trying to be nice, but I think you should come with me”, he growled and started to pull her towards the bathrooms.
Cait panicked as images of her ex flew through her head. He pulled her into the mens bathroom and pushed her against the sink. She threw a punch at him and it landed on his jaw, but it didn’t have the desired effect she had hoped for. He drew back and the slap he threw landed on her right cheek. She crumpled to the floor in pain, but was yanked up by her hair so she was face to face with the man. “Relax once I get started I’m sure you’ll enjoy it”, he chuckled.
Cait could smell the liquor as his breath hit her face. She flinched back, but stomped on his foot as the bathroom door burst open. He hissed pushing her away from him which caused her to stumble and fall catching her head on the sink with a sickening sound. Through the blur of tears and pain she could make out a scuffle. “Cait hey are you ok”, Benny was asking, but he sounded like he was in a tunnel far away.
Frankie grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt and slammed him against the wall. “You ever fucking touch my girl again, and I’ll fucking kill you”, she heard Frankie shouting. “That whore is your girl, maybe you should teach her to be more submissive”, the stranger scoffed. That was all it took for Frankie to go absolutely feral, but before Frankie could do any damage Santiago was pulling him away as a bouncer grabbed the drunk stranger. “What the hell is going on here”, the bouncer asked.
“This bastardo assaulted my girl and was trying to have his way with her”, Frankie hissed. “What my boyfriend said is true he pulled me in here and slapped me around”, Cait spoke up. Benny watched as she sat up slowly, but was swaying pretty bad. “Miss, do you want the police called?”, Cait seemed to freeze up. “No”, was her whispered reply. Frankie, Santi and Benny were dumbfounded. “I just want to go home”, she sniffled.
Benny slowly helped her to her feet as the bouncer escorted the stranger out of the bar. Frankie and Benny helped her out to the rental car that Santiago had and helped her into the back seat. She instantly curled into Frankies side and silently shook the entire ride back to the house. He helped her into the house, and she went straight for the bathroom before the guys could assess the damage.
Frankie knocked on the door and asked to enter, but when no reply came he slowly opened the door. Cait quickly hid her face behind her knees that she had had against her chest. “Hermosa it’s okay you don’t have to hide”, Frankie told her. He was using his bedroom voice on her, but she refused to look at him. He slowly got down onto the floor and pulled her legs out. When he looked at her face he grimaced. “I’m sorry it looks horrible. I tried to fight back, but he...hehitmeandIdidn’tknowwhatelsetodo”, she said in a rush.
“Hermosa don’t apologize it wasn’t your fault if I ever see that man again I’ll kill him for what he tried to do to you”, Frankie seethed at the memory. He noticed that she was still swaying some, and her eyes seemed unfocused. “Cait, baby can you tell me how many fingers I’m holding up?”, he questioned. “Ummmm four I think”, she responded. “I think you have a pretty serious concussion. I was only holding up two”, he told her.
“Here let’s get that cut on your head doctored up, and then an ice pack for that bruise on your cheek ok”, he soothed. Cait simply nodded as he helped her up, and to sit on the sink. He pushed her legs apart so he could stand closer to clean out the cut. Once it was clean he put some triple antibiotic on it to keep out any infection. He leaned in close and kissed her forehead as Benny came in to get a look at her.
“How is she?”, Benny asked. “I cleaned the cut on her head, and I’m pretty sure she has a concussion”, Frankie replied. “Here I’ll go get her an ice pack”, Benny said walking out. Frankie helped her to the bed where he propped pillows behind her to keep her awake and upright. Benny came back in with an ice pack and tylenol that she gladly accepted. Santiago brought in some water and she downed the pills. “Gracias”, she smiled. “De nada”, Santiago grinned. “Yeah what he said”, Benny huffed.
“Sorry for ruining your all’s night out”, she apologized. “Stop apologizing it wasn’t your fault”, Frankie defended. “Yeah if anything we should have let Frankie kill that asshole. Hell Frankie had him by the collar and pushed up against the wall”, Benny explained. “Really?”, she asked. “Yeah he sure did and that guy was almost a foot taller than him”, Santiago grinned. “Damn that sounds hot as fuck”, she replied. Frankie blushed red at the comment as the guys said their goodnights.
Frankie made sure that she iced the bruise that had already formed on her cheek. The bruise had started to spread, and now she had a pretty bad shiner under her eye. When he was sure she was okay enough to sleep he pulled her close, placing small kisses on the top of her head and whispering sweet nothings into her hair. The peace didn’t last long as he woke up to shaky breathing, crying and a panicked voice.
“I’m sorry I won’t do it again. Please I...don’t hit me please I didn’t mean anything. Please no no no no. Please stop it hurts. You’re hurting me...Please stop!”, Cait cried thrashing beside him. “Cait wake up it’s okay”, Frankie called out. As soon as he touched her arm she shot up like she had been shocked falling off the bed in a tangle of sheets and blankets. She scrambled back until her back hit the wall and Frankie was already making his way towards her.
“Cait it’s okay it’s me it’s Frankie”, he tried to soothe her frayed nerves. Cait’s breath was coming out in quick puffs, and Frankie knew the signs of a panic attack. He slowly scooted off the bed and knelt in front of her. “You’re safe. I’m right here baby I need you to listen to me okay”, he told her. She just shook her head as more tears fell down her face. He slowly brought his hands up on the sides of her face.
“Look at me hermosa. That’s it, now breathe in and out”, he told her, taking a deep breath and exhaling. It wasn’t working and Frankie was wracking his brain trying to think of something to help her. A last second idea popped into his head and he gently pulled her into his lap cradling her head to his chest. “Listen to my breathing. Now I want you to inhale when I do and exhale when I do okay”, Frankie relayed.
It took a few moments, but when she started to relax and breathe normally he sighed. There were several minutes of silence as Frankie contemplated on asking what that episode was about. “I’m sorry for waking you”, she admitted. “It’s ok....”, he started to explain, but was cut off. “No it’s not okay. I’m broken, and you deserve somebody more put together. Someone who doesn’t wake you at odd hours of the night. Someone who can be there for you instead of adding to your problems”, she hiccuped.
“Cait, don't ever think that you add to my problems. I love you, and you have been there for me. If anything I’m the broken one. Please never ever think that you’re not enough for me. I would take a bullet for you”, he confided. “Maybe we are both broken, and you kind of did take a bullet for me”, she tried to joke. “Why don’t we go to the kitchen and get you something to drink”, he suggested. She nodded and got up and helped him up.
In the kitchen Frankie started making some tea as Cait watched from the counter where she sat. He put the kettle on the stove, and made his way to stand between her legs. “Do you want to talk...I mean it’s okay if you don’t want to, I understand”, he backpedaled. “I was having a nightmare about the night that my ex beat me. I have had that particular nightmare before, but the last one I had of that night was the night after the funeral”, she admitted.
Frankie just watched her as she continued explaining. “We had gone out to a club, and a guy had asked me to dance. I told him I was there with someone, and he understood, but my ex got jealous. He waited until we walked in the front door of his house, and that’s when he pushed me into the wall and punched me. I remember clawing at his face, and he retaliated by pushing me to the floor and started to kick me”, she told him as tears started trailing down her face.
She paused as Frankie wiped the tears away with his thumbs and brought her in for a soft kiss. “You don’t have to continue if you don’t want to, I won’t pry”, he assured her. “No I need to tell somebody. He knew I was already considering leaving him because of verbal abuse, but this was so different. He repeatedly kicked me and I remember hearing some of my ribs snapping as I screamed at him to stop. He told me that I was a whore, and I should be treated as such”, she explained.
She paused and glanced at the pot on the stove as if wanting a distraction for the next things she was about to tell him. “He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to the bedroom. He threw me onto the bed and climbed over top of me. I fought him, but he punched me a couple of times and I lost consciousness. I was only out long enough for him to remove my shirt and pants. I told him no and that I was going to leave him, and that I was tired of the abuse. He just laughed at me”, she hesitated.
Frankie sat still as a statue afraid of what he would hear come from her lips next, but he stayed strong he had to for her. “He beat me more after I refused to have sex , and I was so exhasted that he had me naked and under him before I could even cry out for help. I pleaded with him to stop that it hurt, but he wouldn’t. He kept telling me that I was his and that I couldn’t leave him if I got pregnant. I tried to block it all out and waited until he was done and passed out. Once he passed out I got dressed and called Will and Benny to come get me”, she continued.
“They came and took me to the hospital both vowing that he would pay for what he did. I never told anyone about him raping me not even Will or Benny. It made me feel so dirty, and I felt like no one would ever want me after what he did to me. I should have stopped him or fought him harder. I was weak, but I went back to him because he told me no other man would want someone broken or used. I believed him then. Will and Benny got me to make my final decision and that's when he tried to kill us both”, she cried.
Francisco Morales was never a man of confrontation, but right now he wished that her ex was still alive just so he could torture him, and make him suffer for what he had done to her. “Cait you aren’t weak, and I am so sorry I wasn’t there for you then. I promise you that I will protect you and never let another man do what he did to you. I would die before letting anything happen to you”, he told her as he shed tears of his own for her. He held her and they both shared more tears as he comforted her.
His heart was breaking that he couldn’t save her from that horrible moment in time. She clung to him, but it was interrupted by the whistle of the kettle. Frankie reluctantly pulled away from her and poured her a cup of tea. She took the cup from him and sipped on it after it had cooled. “I know everybody knows he beat me, but you’re the only person I told about the…”, she sobbed, breaking down again.
“I won’t tell anyone that is only information that you should share if you want to, but I am glad that you told me. If I ever do something that makes you uncomfortable in any way I want you to tell me immediately okay”, he told her, taking hold of her free hand. Cait nodded and drank the tea until she was ready to go back to bed. Frankie went to pull away to put the kettle in the sink, but Cait’s grip tightened on his hand.
He squeezed her hand in confirmation and helped her back to the bedroom. She helped him put the covers back onto the bed, and she glued herself to his side. He pulled her more onto his chest and she automatically draped her leg over his. She listened to his heart beat to help lull her back into slumber. He stayed awake a bit longer having images of what that asshole had done to her. “Te protegeré hasta mi último aliento mi amor”, he whispered as he fell asleep.
No more nightmares plauged her throughout the night, and neither of them woke until Benny knocked on the door. “Hey guys it’s like Twelve Hundred Hours”, he called through the door. Benny knocked a little louder until Frankie flung the door open startling him. “What do you want”, Frankie seethed. “I just thought I would let you all know how late it was. Santiago and I are thinking about heading out today to go home”, he told them.
“Sorry for snapping. That’s fine just don’t wake Cait she is still sleeping and had a rough night”, Frankie told him. “Yeah I know man we can let her sleep a little longer”, Benny agreed. Benny and Santiago were almost done packing when Cait finally walked in from the bedroom still groggy. “What’s going on?”, she asked. “Well I have to get back and Benny here can’t stand being away from June so we are packing to leave. It has been quiet, but if anything happens you and Frankie have our numbers”, Santiago supplied.
The goodbyes were all said and Santiago drove the rental car back to the airport. Cait had been fidgeting for the rest of the day waiting for texts that they were safely home. Santiago’s text came in first letting Frankie and Cait know he was home safe and to call if they needed anything. Benny’s text came in much later when he had gotten “distracted” as he put it by a night under the stars with June. That night Frankie had treated Cait to dinner, and a nice hot shower that had led to more than just a shower. It was all too easy for them both to fall asleep afterwards.
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Alright guys that is the end of this chapter. We will see where the next couple of chapters take us and what else awaits for the two lovebirds. For the translation I used Babel Fish so I am sorry if the spanish isn’t correct. I wish I had someone to teach me spanish!
#Triple Frontier#oc x frankie morales#francisco catfish morales#Frankie Morales#ben benny miller#william ironhead miller#santiago pope garcia#read at your own discretion
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-> you’re mesmerized ✉
-> love! triangle (Jeno, Renjun, OC)
-> ♡ ☾ ✓
playlist• heather, conan gray/Something, The Beatles/ flowers in december, Mazzy Star/ A BOY IS A GUN*, Tyler the Creator/ love again, nct dream/ soft universe, AURORA/ butterflies, kacy musgraves•
──────── ❝ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 ❞
•December 3rd plays in your mind as u and Jeno stand by his locker on the first day back to school from winter break.
•although it was a month ago, u still remember it like it was yesterday
•u and Jeno had gone to the fair in your town
•the last one of the year. They called it the winter festival
•basic
•but ur friend group had a tradition of going together.
•everything was going fine, until you and Jeno had broken off from the group to look at the phat christmas tree.
•you had forgotten a sweater, and Jeno was more than willing to give u his, along w one of his famous eye smiles
•u swore up and down (In ur own head) that that was the day you knew you liked (loved) him
•Jeno couldn’t stop staring at you in it. And when u turned to him, all he said was
•”it looks even better on you than me.”
•and then he kissed u
•yeah
•so this is love
•you thought something would happen when you went back to school that Monday.
•but nothing came. Just Jeno refusing to meet ur eyes
•or talk to u://
•Jaemin said it was because he was scared and that you just needed to be patient
•u accepted it, and waited for the day he kissed u once more
•by Christmas break, y’all were back to being best buds™️
•and you thought maybe when Y’all returned for school, he would have worked up enough nerve to seal the deal w you
•but on that first day back
•in front of his locker
•Jeno locked eyes on the new girl, heather, for the first time
•the way he looked was absolutely beautiful.
•he had wide, open eyes
•and he couldn’t stop staring at her as she walked by and Laughed at something her tour guide said to her.
•yeah, he looked absolutely mesmerized
•but it wasn’t directed at you
•and you knew you lost him
•by lunch, heather was in your group
•turns out Jeno had history with her. And he wasn’t as “scared” as Jaemin said he was at making moves
•all the boys loved her, and while you really wanted to hate her
•u couldn’t deny that she was an absolute angel
•she had an eye smile, like Jeno
•and dimples
•and long, beautiful eyelashes
•and a beautiful laugh
•and she could keep up w haechans jokes, and chenji so easily called her noona, something they never did w you
•Jaemin tried flirting w her, but Jeno looked so protective over her, that Jaemin turned to you and shrugged while wrapping his arm around u
•u wanted to throw up when heather politely asked u and Jaemin how long u had been together
•and Jaemin threw his arm off u, and made gagging noises while the rest of the table laughed
•heather got red, and mumbled an apology to you while bowing.
•You wanted to hate her, you wanted to yell at her. But then, ppl would know that you liked Jeno. Jeno would know. And that was too embarrassing
•so you smiled at her, laughed, and shook your head while holding up a hand
•”Jaemin and me? Please, I’d rather die a lonely virgin with 50 cats”
•Heather laughed, and scooted closer to you, and said “it’ll be so nice to have a girl friend!”
•yes, u wanted to throw up.
•but u just wrapped your arm around her, like Jaemin did to u
•and reassured her that you two were already getting married, while she laughed
•over the course of the next two weeks, she spent more and more time with ur group
•and in three weeks, it was no longer just you and jeno by his locker every morning, but you, Jeno, and heather
•you and her were talking about how terrible the lunch food was
•when Jeno came up, and wrapped his arm around her shoulder Before giving her a kiss on her forehead, to which she blushed furiously for
•your mind went back to four nights ago, when heather scream texted u (“JSNSISHEVRB”) that Jeno had drove over to her house with milkshakes, took her to a park, and asked her to be his gf
•u cried all night, four nights ago
•after he says hello to u, y’all three talk for a while before the bell rings.
•Jeno and heather start walking towards class, talking about some random thing, while u walk slower in the back, basic third wheel style
•you couldn’t stop staring at their interlocked hands.
•u felt bad. Because heather had easily become ur best girl friend
•but u loved her boyfriend
•and u lowkey wanted her to die
•:/
•u felt like this wasn’t fair.
•u had known Jeno far longer than she did
•why did she get him?
•your thoughts silently went on like this for three more months after this incident.
•May 1st.
•every 1st, your group developed a routine of going to this cafe, just down the street from haechans house
•you would all order milkshakes and fries and sometimes burgers or onion rings
•and you would all just have a good time
•you were feeling a lil down today
•heather had told u that her and Jeno kissed for the first time, and said they loved each other
•to make literally all matters worse, she was wearing the sweater Jeno had let u wear, all those months ago
•the pain in ur heart had numbed. It didn’t hurt so bad anymore everytime you saw them w interlocked hands, or w his arm around her, like now, where they sat across from you in the half circle booth.
•you couldn’t stop looking as ur usual waiter, Jane, came up.
•”hey y’all, I hope you don’t mind, but we have a new worker that needs training, and since y’all are so sweet, I figured he could practice on you? Is that okay?” Her sweet southern bell accent made it hard to say no, not that your group of friends would anyway.
•u actually knew Jane quite well. She was in ur grade, and sat next to you in art.
•u loved her honestly
•u also loved how the blush on Haechan’s face increased, and he couldn’t look up to meet the sweet red heads eyes, which were actively looking at the young boy
•ah, young love
•u made a mental note to talk Haechan up to her tomorrow in art (which you texted Haechan under the table, and he looked up at u in surprise with a smile on his face)
•when u looked away from Haechan, up to the new waiter standing in front of you with a shaky voice and nervous eye
•u felt like the air was sucked out of u
•oh my God that’s the most beautiful boy I’ve ever seen
•you knew u looked mesmerized
•wide eyes, open mouth
•u looked like jeno, three months ago
•jeno saw this
•he didn’t say anything, but he saw it
•tbh, jeno did like u on december 3rd
•and he was going to tell u he liked u on the first day back, after break
•but heather was,,
•amazing
•the one thing he ever needed
•his soulmate, he thinks
•that didn’t mean he still didn’t care for u
•but when u so willingly befriended heather, he thought u were okay
•so he never questioned it
•but the way you looked at the waiter,,
•he thought you looked mesmerizing
•so he was going to help u, bc u deserved it
•when the waiter got around the table and finally turned to you to ask for ur drink, he locked eyes on u and
•my man dropped his pencil pad
•he got so red, and went to pick it up, but halted when you started giggling at him
•he sent a smile ur way, then went to reach to get the pad
•renjun had liked u since freshman year
•he hated biology, but ur beautiful smile and the way you threw your head back when you laughed made it waayyyy more bearable
•he had never talked to you, and barely saw you when sophomore year came around
•but that didn’t mean he didn’t think abt u
•u were literally always on his mind
•he was so excited for Advanced Art 3 this year
•he had heard there was a lot of portrait drawings
•and he had gotten marked down before for drawing you for assignments when he wasn’t supposed to (not by much doe because they were THAT good)
•so he was excited to freely be able to draw u
•but bruh when he walked in and u were
•THERE
•ugh he was sad
•not that sad tho bc
•u were THERE
•he saw u a lot with the only other girl in ur friend group, so he felt too embarrassed to say hi
•but he promises his bsf, mark, that he would have if u were alone,,,
•all the damn time
•(mark don’t believe him doe, i agree)
•he had never looked directly into ur eyes
•which is why everytime he drew u, he felt like the eyes were wrong
•so wrong
•but he couldn’t place what it was
•but having u look into his eyes now
•my god he was so excited to go home and draw u
•but u,,,u were not excited
•bc wtf just happened
•u,,at the time,,didn’t know u had just met the loyl
•bc u had only ever really liked jeno before
•u decided to push that shit D O W N
•but jeno
•he was like “nah”
•he had said that he wanted to pay, and before anyone could argue (k like anyone would argue) he grabbed the bill and shuffled heather out of the seat so he could get out
•he grabbed her hand and walked towards the cash register, where jane was standing
•when u saw them holding hands it,,weirdly didn’t bother u
•all u could think abt was that beautiful waiters smile
•jeno and heather walked up to jane nd were like
•”jane, 🅱️ls get our waiter, we have to play cupid.”
•renjun: comes out from the kitchen
•jeno: “y/n, the girl sitting over there? yeah, this is her number”
•jeno: slides over the bill, w ur # written on it (he put it in the section that said “Tip_______” bc he thought he was funny. like, ur tip is a whole ass gf)
•renjun: blush
•jeno: “just tell her who u are bc she doesn’t know we’re doing this but we can tell y’all like each other uwu”
•renjun: huh *sweat*
•jeno: “mkay byeyeeeee”
•renjun indeed did text u that night
•after texting mark first (“JAJSNSNDBSBDBD BRUH GUESS WHAT JUST HAPPENED” “new phone who dis” “MARK DIS IS SERIOUS DIENDJAJSB”)
•and mark coached him through what to say
•so naturally, renjun looked like a fucking idiot
•but u thought it was cute uwu
•and u were sharpening ur ax to literally murder jeno uwu ❤️✨🌙😌
•when renjun asked u if u wanted to go on a date uwu
•and u were like “ummmm yeth”
•u agreed y’all would over the weekend
•but yet
•when u walked into art the next day and bumped into a rando
•and looked up
•and you and renjun locked eyes
•u had a feeling y’all would be hanging out sooner than the weekend
•the thought had u smiling wide while you said hello
fin.
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Truth or Dare?~ Sam Fender
You had been on tour with Sam exactly 1 month, and although you spent a lot of time together, you wished you could’ve spent more time alone. It was safe to say, you were becoming really good friends. You both had such a strong appreciation for each other’s music, good banter, and the conversations always seemed to flow naturally- whether you were sober or drunk. You could genuinely say that supporting him was an honour. It helped that you were really good mates with his band too, cause with them around, there was never a dull moment.
It was Tuesday night, and the only night where the both of you weren’t performing. You and the guys sat in the pub, drinking pints and sharing chips, whilst talking about upcoming plans for the band. It was nice not having to worry about performing that night. You loved it and it was truly your passion, but each night took a toll on your voice, and you were grateful for the night-off.
“Hey, since we got loads of time to kill, do you wanna hit the town. I heard the night life here is crazy,” Dean said.
“I would, but I’m kinda tired, I might just head back to the hotel,” you said in response, hoping they wouldn’t rip into you for heading out early.
“Really y/n, you out of all people. I thought you’d be well up for tonight.” You shrugged your shoulders as confirmation. Your mind was not gonna be swayed tonight.
“Actually, I might have to join y/n on this one. I’m fucking knackered.” Sam said. He smiled at you, as if he was saying this to back you up. You smiled back, appreciating his decision too.
Dean through up his hands in frustration. “Well, you’re all fucking wet wipes then. Please tell me the rest of you are up for it. I’m not heading back to the hotel at 8.” Everyone else laughed and nodded, buzzed to get out. At least you weren’t the only one not going though, but it also meant that you and Sam would be alone in the taxi together, and although you were friends, you hadn’t spent any time alone. Your palms started to sweat, already nervous for the dreaded taxi ride home.
Soon after, everyone piled out the pub heading for the town, all apart from you and Sam. The both of you hopped into the cab. “So are you really knackered or are you just not in the mood to party?”, you asked curiously.
“Bit of both really. Never thought I’d say this, but I just don’t fancy drinking tonight.” You both laughed and joked on the way home, making small talk until the taxi pulled up outside the hotel. As you headed down the corridor towards your rooms, Sam quickly stepped in front of you, stopping you from moving any further. You gave him a questioning look. “Do you wanna just chill tonight? I don’t really fancy heading to bed yet and I could use the company. I promise I won’t bore you to death.” Your heart skipped a beat. You could handle a cab ride home with him, but a whole evening. The thought of it made your heart race. But you knew you’d kick yourself if you turned down the offer, and you were just friends anyway. He certainly didn’t like you like that.
“Yeah sure, why not,” you shrugged, trying to act cool. He smiled in response, and the both of you headed towards his room.
It was later in the night and the both of you had had such a laugh. You had ordered room service, and had stuffed your faces with the biggest burgers. Then you had spilled all of your secrets, your most embarrassing memories, and had taken the piss out of each other as well as Sam’s band mates. It was all going smoothly, until Sam had suggested a game to lighten up the night. At first, you had laughed at the idea. Truth or dare? That was such a childish game. The kinda game you play at your first house party, where horny teenagers get the chance to experience their first sexual encounter. Yet you agreed nonetheless, what was the worst that could happen anyways, you thought. So far, you had posted the ugliest mug of yourself on your insta, messaged Van Mccann for a bootycall, and told Sam about the time you pissed yourself, cause you had locked yourself out of your own apartment. It was safe to say you had lost all of your dignity. Sam, however, had ‘accidentally’ sent his mum a kinky message (which he definitely regretted when she messaged him with how disgusted she was), showed you his search history (which was quite average for a single lad in his 20s), and told you about his worst and most embarrassing sexual experience. Now the two of you sat on the floor, next to each other, with your backs against the bed, tired but still up for another game. “Truth or dare?”, Sam asked as he looked over at you, smirking.
“Ummmm dare”, you grinned back. He hummed, as if pondering what to dare you, a mischievous glint obvious in his eyes.
“I dare you to take off your top”. You lifted your eyebrows, smirk in play, as if saying really, but willingly obliged. Internally, you thanked yourself for choosing to wear one of your nicer bras that day. Sam stole a glimpse of your chest, and nervously bit his lip, before making eye contact once more.
“Truth or dare?” you asked.
Without hesitation, Sam responded with dare. “I dare you to take your top off”. He raised his eyebrows in amusement, almost as if he was saying really. This was definitely some kind of challenge between the two of you. To see who would give in first, and you sure as hell wasn’t gonna lose. He took his top of off and your breath hitched in your throat. He grinned as he realised the effect he had on you. It was clear to say, you liked what you saw, and already temptation to reach over and touch him, was hard to resist. The game went back and forth, before the two of were sat in nothing but your underwear.
“Truth or dare?” Sam asked, barely above a whisper. You swallowed, nervous but eager, having waited long enough for this. “Dare”, you replied.
“Kiss me”, Sam said. Without thinking, you attacked his lips hungrily, craving his touch. Sam didn’t waste time, before kissing you back. He grabbed you behind the head pulling you closer to him, wanting to feel you, and wanting to feel every part. His other hand roughly grabbed your waist tightly. You groaned into the kiss and you could feel Sam smile against your lips, clearly loving the effect he had on you. Still on the floor, Sam slowly stood up, forcing you to follow suit, still not breaking the kiss. You had wanted, had dreamed of this for a month, and now that it was happening, it felt surreal. You pulled away, as reality came crashing down.
“Sam we shouldn’t be doing this, we basically work together.” Still holding you in his arms, inches away from the bed, Sam looked down at you, lust evident in his eyes.
“You want this right?” you nodded in reply. “And I want this too. Problem solved. Thinking gets you nowhere, lets just enjoy what we have now.” He leaned down to kiss you again, almost cautiously as if scared you wouldn’t kiss him back. Of course you kissed back, stupid with yourself for even considering a stop to this. Sam pushed you against the bed, kissing down your neck. You knew you’d wake up with marks tomorrow, which you definitely had to hide from the lads. No way in hell could they find out about this, you and Sam would never hear the end of it. Sam’s hand roamed down your body, embracing every curve. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to do this,” he mumbled against your skin. His hand moved your panties to the side, giving him access to rub circles on your clit. You moaned breathy moans, Sam’s name a whisper on your lips. He looked down at you through his lashes, loving the sight of you underneath him. Naked, eyes screwed shut and moaning his name. He could just come undone himself seeing you like this.
With great determination you stopped his hand, and looked up at Sam. You bit your lip and flipped the two of you over, so you were on top, catching Sam off guard. You leaned down and seductively whispered in his ear. “I want you Sam”. Sam didn’t need to hear you twice, he pulled down his boxers, eager, having wanted this all night. You shimmied off your panties and slowly slid down onto Sam. The both of you released sighs, your heads falling back. Having adjusted to the length, you started rocking your hips, slow at first and then picking up the pace. The two of you groaned in pleasure. Sam gripped your hips hard, his own hips bucking into you, helping you out and reaching angles inside you that not even your ex could achieve. Sweat glistened on your bodies, and the room echoed your moans. You prayed to God that people in the neighbouring rooms couldn’t hear, cause that would be hella awkward for them. But in that moment you didn’t care. You were in pure ecstasy. You picked up the pace once more, close to your finish. Sam was close too, by the way he groaned and the way his fingers dug into your hips. You both let out another moan as you finished and slowly rode out your high. Knackered, you slid off of Sam and flopped down beside him, the both of you panting heavily.
Sam pulled his arm behind your head, and around your shoulders, bringing you closer. You rested your head on his chest, feeling his heart rate slow down and his breathing become slower. You traced small shapes on his chest, feeling as if you were in your very own safe place. Here with Sam, just the two of you, wrapped in each others arms. You didn’t need to speak, you knew exactly how you felt about each other. And you’d speak about it soon, but for now, you both embraced the moment. Enjoying the small comfort of each other, as the night drew to an end, and you drifted off to sleep in each others arms.
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Dear God, I am very sorry for this sin I have just committed. I promise I’m a good girl really :) Anyways, so this was my first smut fic. It’s loosely based off another fic I read (surprisingly called truth or dare) that I read from Wattpad. So go check that one out too, and creds to that writer. I hope you guys enjoyed and give me some feedback (or even some requests?) if you want. It’s crazy what quarantine can do to you. Love you guys, stay safe!!
#sam fender#sam fender imagines#sam fender x reader#imagines#Smut#fluff#quarantine#im sorry god#cheeky nandos
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Smeet School Troubles
It was one of the many days of smeet school for Benjamin. Bendy dropped him off right in the front of the massive pink building.
“Have a good sweetheart. I’ll pick you up today.” Bendy smiled as Benjamin hugged him tightly. Benjamin didn’t want to let go, but he could also see his friends waiting for him inside.
Benjamin let go and ran inside as Mrs. Tia gathered all her students up for the day.
Bendy gave a smile as he got up to watch his son learn millions of new plans and more. The demon started to walk back to the massive ship he lived in until Benjamin came darting out.
“MOMMY! ONE LAST HUG!”
Bendy fell over as Benjamin engulfed him with a huge hug. Bendy giggled his heart out as he kissed Benjamin’s forehead and got himself up.
“(Giggles) Alright, Alright! One more,” Bendy gave one last kiss on Benjamin’s cheeks. “Now, get in there ya silly goose!”
Benjamin dropped down and headed in. Bendy walked back to the ship and off he went until he needed to pick his son up again.
Mrs. Tia started her class, she made sure everyone was there by doing a short check in, then she started her lesson.
“Alrighty everyone, today where going to learn about our huge elite team that protects our home and our amazing leaders. Does anyone know what it takes to become an elite? Anyone?”
Silents was all around the classroom until Zabit gave a guess, “Th-they um, hmmm. OH! They conquer planets with just a tap of a button!”
Stellar interrupted him and corrected,
“Actually Mrs. Tia. They have to take a test by visiting planet Devastis to take their final test. Then they work for the tallest, or become an invader! Well unless the planet isn't still blacked out half way. Thanks to Zim….”
Mrs. Tia gave a nervous smile, “Now remember Stellar we don’t mention that name here. But yes, it was his fault but our tallest got rid of him years ago. So we have nothing to worry about.” She smiles as she continues the lecture, making it easy for the smeets in the classroom to understand. Next thing the bell rings and all the smeets run to play.
Benjamin, Kit, Stellar, Zabit and Yitch all hung around to find something to do as Chu started to play with the older smeets in the same level of grade. Two of them were named, Slag and Gink. As the older smeets started to gather to play, Kit wanted to go and play along but was too shy to ask.
“Ummmm, g-guys, can we play?” He asked quietly. The two older smeets of the small group came up.
Finishing picked Benjamin’s friends to play pretend Invader of the planet.
Gink finishes his pick,
“Annnnd for our last Invader, I piiiick...Yitch!”
Benjamin and Kit were left on the other side of the blacktop. Kit tried speaking up but couldn’t. Benjamin stood up and shouted,
“HEY! What about us?”
Slag gave a pouty lip and yelled back,
“Oh! We don’t want the tiny ones playing! You're too slow! You’ll get your planet destroyed instead! Stay away from us freaks!” Slag then violently pushed Kit in the mud.
Benjamin cried out, “Kit!” He then grew angry, Benjamin stepped up and protected his friend.
He gave a grimace look as the floor began to shake. Four small but long pak legs broke out of his pak. They sprinted out and glowed a bright green.
An echo was heard from Benjamin’s angry shout.
“THAT'S IT! If we can’t play then I’ll just have to change the rules of playing pretend Invader!”
Benjamin then brought out a laser cannon from his pak. The two bullies grew a scared face of shock, but before they could do anything Benjamin grabbed them but the antennae’s and twirled them around the playground.
Benjamin gave out an evil laughter as the two smeets were in tears.
Kit, started to back away, as well as the other smeets.
“Benjamin, STOP! You're crazy!” Kit shouted. Benjamin looked over and shouted back.
“Crazy?! No! I’m not crazy! I’m a true Invader! Hahaha!”
Just as Benjamin was about to spin Slag and Gink even quicker and bounce them around Mrs Tia came out, arms crossed.
“Benjamin Almighty!” She yelled. Benjamin stopped immediately, he dropped the two smeets as they ran. So did the other smeets playing around.
Benjamin grew a nervous smile, “Uh, Mrs. Tia! Ehh, ummm. Did you like the picture I drew this morning? I left it on your desk since I made it for you and umm- …….I’m in trouble aren’t I?”
The afternoon came and Benjamin was hiding behind his mother's leg, as Kit had an ice pack on his head with his mother. The two bullies were also bandaged up with their angry parents.
Gink’s father shouted,
“That smeet nearly killed mine! You should have him expelled!”
Then Slag’s mother yelled on top of him in the same tone of anger.
“More to know, that monster could have also killed my smeet! He deserves to be not only expelled but punished by the control brains!”
Benjamin couldn’t take it, he slowly walked out and sat on the two stairs of the bubbly building.
Gink’s father added to Slag’s mother's argument, “And why not his father too, I believe our Tallest should get the same treatment! As if he does great anyways-“
Bendy suddenly snaps, he gives a violent slap across the older Irkens face, causing him to shut his mouth intently.
Bendy gave an angry reply to the agreement.
“HOW DARE YOU DISGRACE MY HUSBAND AND MY SON LIKE THAT! You should be ashamed of yourself!
Mrs. Tia tried breaking the argument, she slammed her hands on her desk with a bang.
“EVERYONE PLEASE CALM DOWN!!”
And as Mrs. Tia finished her sentence, Benjamin could hear all the mumbling outside. The smeet covered his antennas as he could hear freak and monster echo in his mind.
“Please! Stop! Stop it! No! I’m not a freak! I said stop!”
Benjamin opened his eyes to hear quietness, no more voices, only the calming cold afternoon of Irk. He started to tear up and cry.
Just as he was about to bury his small face in his knees, the angry parents of Gink and Slag and themselves came walking out, tongue sticking out and all.
“See you later donut freak!””
“Yeah!”
Both the smeets walked away with their angry parents. Kit and his mother walked out afterwards, he sat next to Benjamin as his mother stood behind him.
“Come on Kit, let’s go.”
Kit nodded but hugged Benjamin tightly. Before he could say a thing, Bendy came out, having an upset look to his face.
“Your lucky young man, she only suspended you for seven days-“
Benjamin’s voice broke, he started to cry harder then before.
“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to, they were just being so mean t-to-“
Bendy grabbed Benjamin and cuddled him to soothe his tears.
“Sweetheart this is the tenth time you've hurt those smeets, it’s not okay to hurt others in such a way-”
Bendy was softened by Benjamin's cries, he sighed as he cuddled Benjamin close on the stairs of the school, “Aw- I know sweetheart, I know you were trying to protect your friend but you also hurt those other smeets too.”
“M-mommy, I’m sorry……(hick) I just wanted to protect my friend. Please mommy, I don’t want to get erased by the control brains please!”
“Shhh, it’s okay. Let just not use your pak anymore.”
“B-but what about the air?”
“You're okay, I promise.” Bendy kisses Benjamin forehead and hugged his son tightly. Kit came over and hugged him tight too.
Benjamin wiped his tears away and took in Kits embrace.
Kit gives a smile,
“Thank you for saving me today, you sure showed them who’s boss.”
Benjamin gave a giggle. Bendy looked over at Kit's mother.
“We should get back, take care.”
Bendy gets up and tells Benjamin to tell Kit goodbye, then the two of them headed back to the massive.
The three of them were sitting at the dinner table, quite. Benjamin messed with his food as Bendy fiddled with his. Purple finally broke the silence looking at Bendy and giving off and on glances at his son next to him.
“Alright, this is getting weird. Normally Benjamin starts joking about what the polits have done wrong or at least asks how my day was. Or you ask how Benjamins day was, what's going on? “
Bendy glanced over at Benjamin,
“Benjy, you wanna tell your father what happened at school today?”
Benjamin looked nervously at his mom then to his dad.
“Well um, we learned about elites today.”
Purple grew a smile to his face as he was delighted to know more,
“Oooo, tell me more!”
Benjamin gave a small sad pout and continued.
“Umm, ehhh.”
Bendy glanced over, “Want to tell your father about recess today then? I’m sure he’d like to know.” Bendy crossed his hands together on the table.
Purple grew even more excited. Having a huge smile on his face, but that soon faded as he knew something was really wrong.
Purple went to Benjamin's level, he knelt down from the table, “What’s wrong bud?”
Benjamin broke down into tears, he looked at his dad and spilled it all out in one huge mess.
“I was trying to protect my friend but these two bullies came and pushed us around. S-so I (hicks) I-I….I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, please don’t erase me daddy! I don’t want to be erased by the brains!”
Benjamin cried out as he buried his face in his hands. Purple scooted closer and cradled Benjamin in his arms and lap.
“Hey, no no no no no. You're not going anywhere Benjamin, I would never do such a thing to you. Why would you say that?”
Benjamin hicked as he dried his tears,
“I heard one of the other mommy’s say it at school today when my mommy had to come over. (Hicks).”
Purple gave a sigh as he hugged Benjamin tight, “You're not going anywhere Benjamin.” The tallest smiled.
Bendy gave a hazy smile and glanced towards the two. But that look was broken when the demon asked for Purple to follow him into the hallway.
“Pur, can I talk for a minute….in private.”
Purple glanced up and gave a smile with loving eyes, thinking that he was in for a one on one moment alone with Bendy.
“Alright, will do darlin.”
The two for them both stood in the hall as Benjamin sat at the kitchen table.
Just before Bendy could say a word, Purple locked him in towards the wall. Bendy gave a stressed out sigh and slipped underneath Purples arms.
“Pur this is serious, not only was our son in a fight today but those bullies called are son the most horrible names.”
“Really? Who cares, he defend himself.”
“Purple, they called him a freak! Doesn’t that bother you?!”
The tallest broke out of his not so serious stage. He gave Bendy a worried look and just about broke in a worry.
“Wait…..what?”
Bendy held his arms together and sighed again, “Yes, I got all the news once I went to pick him up today. They even brought you into the whole mixture. Staying that you weren’t doing you job right and you to needed to be erased-
…..just made me sick to my stomach.”
Purple twirled around Bendy and cuddled the demon close. The tallest popped his eyes open and smiled.
“Sounds like that soldier wasn’t doing his job right…….I’m going to deal with him.”
“Purple, NO! Doesn’t risk your whole job on him. We need you.” Bendy spoke softly as he rested agents Purple's chest. Purple suddenly stopped joking and giggled as he huddled Bendy close.
“I’m kidding, I'm kidding. Although I wish for that ONE guy to be put in his place for calling me and our son out like that. I mean I do my whole job greatly and Benjamin’s just trying get along with other smeets his age along with learning and all that monkey lecture.”
Bendy gave a giggle and the two of them had a small moment until they heard Benjamin call out that Cheerio was eating their dinner off the table. Triggered, they both quickly run to see Benjamin laughing hysterically as Cheerio gobbled up noodles that were all over the floor.
Both parents took action as they cleaned up the mess and cleaned Benjamin up and got him ready for bed.
Once Benjamin was asleep, Purple was already asleep cold on the couch. Bendy got finished with dishes in the kitchen then the tired demon joined in. Bendy curled up and covered himself and Purple up in whatever blankets were on the couch, and the two of them were fast asleep for the long night ahead.
The next few days passed as Benjamin was being taught at home. Finally those days ended and he was back in school again. Worried that the bullies would bug him again, Purple brought him to school instead for a few days just to show him that there nothing to be scared of and if he were in any trouble with those smeet again, Purple would be there to stop whatever they had planned.
Mrs. Tia invited her Tallest in as she let the small class of smeets go play. She started to talk about Benjamin until the both of them heard a scream.
The two of them quickly took action to see the incident, to their surprise it was the bullies picking on Kit again. They pushed him around, knocking the small smeet in the mud. That was until Benjamin took charge and stood up for his friend again. Benjamin gave a pout and started to unleash his laser blasters out, but just as Benjamin was about to drop some dirt work, the smeet could hear his dad screaming for him to stop.
Purple blocked Benjamin’s aim and stopped both his son and the two smeet to split up the fights.
“You three need to cool it! It isn’t cool nor right to have you youngsters fighting like this!,” Purple looked over at Benjamin. “Benjamin, I thought I taught you better than this! You're not supposed to fight other smeets your age, that's the invader's jobs!” Then the ruler looked at the two smeets, getting at both their levels. “And you two aren’t even supposed to fight either, you're young and curious and not supposed to harm anyone. But no, here you are. Trying to over do my son and his friends here isn’t right! So if you continue any of this, your butts are toast. So play nice.”
Purple gave a grimming look towards the two of them. Both Gink and Slag went running, they cleaned themselves up and were nicer to Benjamin’s friends less than a week.
Benjamin peaked behind his dad's leg after Purple finished his little talk with the bullies.
“Umm, daddy. Are they going to be nice?”
Purple turned his head over his shoulder and gave a smirk. He picked Benjamin up in his arms and hugged him tight.
“They aren’t gonna bug you no more. Had to teach them a lesson or two about being nice-“
Just as Purple was about to finish, the other smeets in Mrs. Tia’s class started jumping around, they wanted a lesson too. Purple frequently looked down and giggled, “Well that’s not what I meant….but okay! What do ya wanna learn? I got all day!”
Mrs. Tia let out a laugh as she rested against the door frame of the classroom. Purples asked her if he could teach the smeets, she shook her head and gave a grin. She gave a salute and watched as Purple taught the small smeets all around him, Benjamin in his arms also engaged to what his father was telling.
The day was bright and calming as the smeets all learned something just a little different that morning.
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Popping the Question
A/N: Happy one year anniversary to the Bioshock au!!! I was originally planning on writing something COMPLETELY different for today but this idea hit me out of nowhere yesterday and I just had to write it. I want to say thanks again to everyone involved with the bioshockau, for bringing us such a lovely story with so much creativity and passion thrown into it. I hope you guys enjoy~
Henry and Lyra belong to @inkspottie
Ross belongs to @doberart
And Delta belongs to @trashboatprince
Henry thought that after facing the horror that was Rapture Studies that nothing would scare him anymore. After all, what could possibly be more frightening than an underwater studio filled with INK crazed splicers out for your blood, being led by the biggest monster of them all, Joey Drew. Apparently, Henry couldn’t have been more wrong though, because as he sat across from his girlfriend Lyra at the fanciest restaurant in the city, he had never felt more scared in his life. The weight of the ring he had bought for her felt heavy in his pocket as he nervously looked up at Lyra from over his menu. Gosh, she was so beautiful, her auburn hair framing her lovely face, her deep green eyes shining in the light from the chandelier overhead. She looked up at Henry and gave him a sly smile as his eyes darted back to his menu, feeling the blood rising to his checks. It was like their first date all over again. Henry tapped his foot nervously as he tugged at his collar. He… he just needed to calm down. Lyra wouldn’t turn him down… would she?
“You doing alright over there Henry?” Lyra asked her tone light but mischievous as if she was trying to keep herself from laughing. Crap, with that knowing smile Henry knew she could tell he was nervous. Had she figured him out? This date wasn’t their usual thing, as while they would often go out for dinner it was almost never anywhere this fancy. Henry could feel his hands start to become sweaty and his heart beat faster in his chest.
“Uh, earth to Henry?” Lyra couldn’t help but chuckle a little bit as she waved a hand in front of Henry’s face.
“Right! Sorry, I was uh… lost in thought there,” Henry said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.
“I could see that,” Lyra told him as she rested her head on her hand, smiling sweetly at him. “What’s on your mind?”
“Uh… well… you see I…” Henry fidgeted with his hands and his gaze dropped to the floor. Gosh, what was wrong with him, just spit it out alread-
“Hello! I’m Susan and I’ll be your server for this evening! Could I offer either of you two something to drink?” A young friendly waitress greeted them as she approached their table. The words died on Henry’s tongue as Lyra started ordering. He… he just needed to calm down. No need to rush into this, he had all evening to pop the question.
How was he gonna pop the question anyway? Henry had tried to plan the perfect way to ask Lyra but he always found himself drawing a blank. He had heard that some people would put the ring on a breadstick or something, but Henry wasn’t so sure that it was a good idea. Should he just go classic and just get down on one knee? What if he fumbled with the ring and he dropped it and it rolled away or something? His hands were so sweaty and jittery that he had a feeling that it was a stong possibly he would do something that stupid. Should he even be asking her in a restaurant like this? Maybe he should have picked something more private, he didn’t want to pressure Lyra into saying yes or anything.
“Henry? Henry? Have you figured out what you want to order?”
Henry’s head jerked up when he realized Lyra had been talking to him. Damnit, he had to stop spacing out like this!
“Uhhh,” Henry looked back at the menu, realizing that he had spent so much time worrying that he hadn’t even read any of his options yet. “Ummmm, I’m not sure yet. Everything just looks so fancy…”
“It really does,” Lyra agreed, glancing back at her own menu. “Maybe some pasta would be nice? I’m not used to eating out at places as fancy as this, did you pick it out for any reason in particular Henry?”
“Ummm, yeah actually,” Henry’s cheeks flushed again as he reached down for the ring in his pocket. “You see… Lyra…” It felt like his heart was beating a mile a minute as he squeezed the ring box. “I’ve been meaning to ask you… uhh…”
“Are you two all set to order~!” Their cheerful waitress had returned with a bright smile on her face to rain on Henry’s parade. Henry managed not to sigh in frustration as he and Lyra ordered their food. It was just his luck that right when he found an opening to ask her that he was interrupted. It was probably for the best though, he was getting so worked up that he knew he would screw up the proposal unless he calmed down.
Calming down was easier said than done though. As he and Lyra idly chatted while awaiting their food, he could feel his thoughts begin to spiral and drown in doubt. Was this too soon to be asking her to marry him? Maybe he was rushing into this? Maybe one day Lyra would get fed up with dealing with his less than stellar mental health and leave him? He honestly wouldn’t even blame her if she did, he knew he had a lot of trauma to deal with, and that could wear anyone down over time. The last thing Henry wanted was to be a burden on her. These thoughts continued to swirl around in his mind and whisper in his ears as the food was finally brought out. Henry’s appetite was nonexistent thanks to his nerves but he tried his best to eat as much as he could so he wouldn’t worry Lyra.
By the time the waiter had brought them their check; Henry had made no more attempts to pop the question. The more Henry thought about it, the more this all seemed like some big mistake. Why in the world would Lyra want to marry him? She was so lovely, she could have anyone she wanted, what possible reason did she have to be with Henry? He couldn’t do this, he couldn’t do this, he needed help-
“Henry? Are you feeling alright?” Lyra looked up at him with concerned eyes after he was quiet for too long. He was making her worry again. Why couldn’t he just keep it together?
“I-I’m fine.” Henry attempted to reassure her but his voice came out shaky.
“If you say so,” Lyra doesn’t sound convinced. “There was something you wanted to ask me earlier, wasn’t there?
Ah crap, Henry gulped, suddenly feeling uncomfortable under her gaze. He wasn’t ready for this. He couldn’t- “I-I gotta go use the bathroom!” Henry stammered as he jumped up from his chair. “I’ll be right back!” Henry almost tripped over his own chair as he fled from the table, leaving a confused Lyra behind. Instead of heading to the restroom though, Henry dashed out of the restaurant. The cool evening air hit his face as Henry took in a deep breath. This was a mistake… it was all a big mistake. Henry tried to keep his emotions under control as he spotted a nearby payphone. Henry ran over to it, throwing open the glass door and digging in his coat pocket for quarters. “Come one, come on…” He whispered to himself, his hands shaking as he inserted the coins into the phone. He hurriedly punched in the number of the only person he could think of that may help. Henry tapped his foot nervously as the phone rang. Please pick up, please pick up, please pick-
“Hello? Henry Ross speaking,” Ross’s familiar voice washed over him and Henry breathed a sigh of relief.
“Oh god, Ross, I can’t do this!” Henry cried into the phone, leaning heavily against the side of the payphone box.
“Henry? I thought you were out with Lyra? You okay? What’s going on?” Ross asked, his voice laced with concern
“Rosssssss, I need help!” Henry wailed, panicked tears leaking from his eyes. “I’m gonna mess it up, I just know it!” Henry could feel his breathing sped up as the panic he had tried to keep at bay started to set in.
“Hey, Henry, take a deep breath, okay?” Ross tried to calm Henry down but his breathing was starting to come in short gasps. “What happened? You were going to pop the question to her tonight, right?”
“I was!” He exclaimed. “But I was I was just so nervous, and I kept getting interrupted, and I didn’t know how to bring it up and oh god I’m so dumb why can’t I just ask her?”
“Alright, alright, you’re just working yourself up now Henry,” Ross told him, but his soothing voice wasn’t easing Henry’s panic.
“I mean, at first I thought about that whole cliche putting the ring on a breadstick but what if Lyra doesn’t notice it and swallows it? WHAT IF I SWALLOW IT! WHAT IF I CHOKE AND DIE ON THE RING BEFORE I CAN EVEN MARRY HER!!!”
“Henry, that seems very unlikely,” Ross deadpanned. “Okay, ring on the breadstick is out. If you’re this nervous just do it the old fashioned way? Just get down on one knee and ask her, that’s simple enough right?”
“But-but-but I’m so nervous I know I’m gonna mess it up! I’m gonna drop the ring, or loss it, or maybe I didn’t even bring it with me, oh god is it even IN THE BOX?!” Henry yelped as he quickly fished around in his jacket and pulled out the box. He opened it and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was there but his panic was still at a fever pitch.
“Henry, you gotta calm down. I know it’s scary, I remember I was a bundle of nerves myself when I asked Linda to marry me.” Ross attempted to soothe his brother. “You just gotta remember that Lyra loves you. It doesn’t matter if you fumble a bit on the question, that won’t matter to her, alright?”
“So you think I’m gonna mess this up?!” Henry asked, completely missing the point of Ross’s words.
“What?! No! That’s not what I meant!” Ross sputtered. “I just mean that-”
Ross didn’t get to finish that thought as there was the sound of the phone being fumbled around and a distant “Hey!” from Ross before someone else took over the call.
“Henry? Is that you?” Delta’s voice came out of the receiver. “Are you freaking out about Lyra again?”
“I-I just can’t ask her. Dinner is already over and I never asked her…”
“Henry,” Delta tried to cut him off but Henry kept going.
“…and I’ve totally screwed this up…
“Henry.”
“And why would she want to marry me! This was all a mistake I should just-”.
“HENRY!” Delta yelled to get Henry to stop his self-destructive tirade. “Take a deep breath for me, ya got that?” Henry took a deep breath in through his nose and out through his mouth. “Okay? Feel a little better?”
“A bit but-”
“I don’t want to hear it,” Delta cut Henry off again. “Listen, just stop being a baby and ask her to marry you. Simple as that.”
Click!
Henry stood there in silence for a moment, his eyes widening as he realized that Delta just hung upon him. “Deltaaaaa!” Henry yelled in frustration as he slammed the phone down. “Why would you just… WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO MEEEEE?”
Knock Knock
Henry nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard someone knocking on the glass door of the phone booth. He spun around to see Lyra standing there, her hand over her mouth as if she was trying to keep from laughing. Ah shit…
“Lyra!” Henry yelped, quickly opening the door and stepping out of the phone booth. “H-h-how long have you been standing there?”
“For a little bit, “ She admitted. “You were taking a while and I happened to notice that you ran out of the restaurant, not towards the bathrooms.”
“Oh…. ummmm… well, the thing is….” Henry felt a pit form at the bottom of his stomach. He… he had completely messed this up, hadn’t he? He had wanted this to be a nice romantic evening and here he was a disheveled mess, tear tracks down his face, with his girlfriend having just witnessed him sobbing on the phone to his brothers. “I’ve… I’ve really screwed this up, haven’t I?”
“Of course not,” Lyra smiled warmly at him. “I was just concerned, Henry. You’ve been sweating bullets all evening.”
“I know,” Henry rubbed the back of his head, looking anywhere but at Lyra. “You see… I wanted to ask you something tonight… something important… and I wasn’t sure if… if you even wanted… I didn’t know if…” Henry’s voice petered out as he felt like he had a rock lodged in his throat.
Suddenly, Lyra placed a hand on Henry’s shoulder and tilted his head up to look at her. Henry’s face became bright red and she leaned down and kissed him sweetly. She pulled away and looked deep into Henry’s eyes. “Yes.” She said, smiling warmly at him.
“W-what?” Henry asked, confusion written all over his face.
“I have a feeling I know what you want to ask me,” Lyra confessed, her smile becoming more playful. “So if it eases your nerves, my answer is yes.”
Henry felt rooted to the spot as he stared at Lyra. Yes? She had said yes? But, he hadn’t even gotten a chance to ask her! “But Lyra… I… I…”
“You can still ask me if you want,” Lyra chuckled. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to steal your thunder.”
“No! No, it’s okay,” Henry finally cracked a smile. While he was still shaky, Henry managed to get down on one knee and pull out the ring. He took a deep breath as he popped open the box and presented the ring to the beautiful woman standing before him. “Lyra, would you do me the honor of marrying me?” He asked, without even a stutter or hitch in his voice, staring up at Lyra with starstruck eyes.
“Yes,” Lyra told him again, her voice dripping with affection. Henry reached for the ring to pull it out of the box, and he almost dropped it thanks to his shaking hands. But Lyra leaned forward and helped him slip it onto her finger. “Wow,” Lyra’s eyes widened as she turned her hand this way and that, admiring the ring. “It’s gorgeous, Henry.”
Looking up at Lyra, admiring the ring he had bought her, knowing that she had said yes, that he was going to spend the rest of his life with her, Henry couldn’t stop the tears of joy running down his face.
“Oh, Henry,” Lyra’s voice softened as she helped Henry to his feet and pulled him into her arms. “You going to be okay?”
“Yes,” Henry answered immediately. “More than okay. Thank you so much, Lyra.”
“You don’t have to thank me silly,” Lyra laughed, holding onto Henry tightly as he squeezed her in return. “Nothing would make me happier than to be your wife.”
The two of them stood there for some time, basking in each other’s presence. That was until they realized they forgot to pay for their meal and rushed back inside. As Henry furiously apologized for almost walking out without paying, he felt that nothing could scare him anymore, not if he had Lyra by his side.
#bendy and the ink machine#batim#henry stein#linda stein#henry x linda#bioshock au#spacy writes#this was so much fun to write#also I imagine lyra just standing there outside the phone booth through that whole conversation#that's just a funny image to me#lyra just watching henry freaking out thinking#yep I;m gonna marry this man#XD
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umMMm i was thinking maybe late night shower sex with jin?? like he just got home from practice and just wants to hold u close
Here you go, booboo!
You had tried to stay up, you really did, but the clock hadjust gone past eleven when you drug yourself up from the couch and down thehallway to the bathroom. Jin had planned on being home early from dancepractice, but it seemed that yet again he wasn’t able to get away. Youunderstood, though, things happened but right now you were too tired and hadforgotten to take a shower.
The was water hot, blistering across your skin just how youliked it. You didn’t hear the soft click of the bathroom door, but you did feelhis presence.
“Jin?” you whispered. There was a tiny, irrational fear inthe back of your mind telling you someone had gotten into your apartment.
“Hey, babe.” He said it low, almost has if he didn’t want todisturb the tranquility of your shower. “Practice ran late. Is it okay if Ijoin?”
“Sure.”
Jin stepped into the shower and hissed at the temperature. “Yourskin is going to fall off one day.”
“One can only hope,” you laughed.
He wrapped his arms around you as he drew you to him. “Imissed you.”
“I missed you, too.” Your face rested on his chest and youcould hear the steady beating of his heart, the rhythm comforting to you.
“I wish I could see more of you.”
“It’s okay. Your job is pretty demanding,” you said lookingup at him.
“What did I do to deserve you?”
He brought his pillow soft lips to yours and held them theresweetly, as if he were savoring the moment. Then he moved his lips over yoursmore until his tongue was trying to gain entrance. You gasped as he pushed yourback up against the cold tile and deepened the kiss.
“How long as it been?” he whispered as he pulled away.
“For what?”
“Since I got to make love to you?”
“Oh,” you stopped in genuine thought. When was the lasttime? His schedule was always so busy that you tried to fit in dates here andthere, but never really had time forone another. “I can’t remember.”
“Let’s change that, then.” He lifted one of your legs towrap around his hip as he pushed forward against you. You felt him harden, theprospect of being inside you after so long had him quickly aroused. He reachedhis hand between the both of you and placed two of his fingers on your clit ashe reached down to suck your bottom lip between his teeth. You moaned as you grabbedat his shoulders trying to ground yourself on anything so that you wouldn’tfall. When he felt that you were wetenough, he lined himself with your entrance and slowly, inch-by-excruciating-inch,filled you up. You let out a small huff of air that you weren’t aware ofholding as his lips found their way to the soft spot beneath your ear as hiships started to move against you.
“God, baby, it really has been a long time. I almost forgothow you felt.” And you knew what he meant. The stretch, at first, was almostpainful, but your body soon adjusted and the familiar feeling of Jin filledyour veins. He held on firmly to your leg that was wrapped around his waist ashe continued to fuck you against the cold tile of the shower, the water still hoton the both of you. Jin was looking at your face as he fucked you and you gazedup into his eyes to see equal amounts of adoration and burning desire there.
“Do you want to come here?” Jin knew how hard you camesometimes, to the point of leg shaking and body numbing.
“No, I want to go to our room.”
Jin didn’t need to hear more as he turned off the water andpicked you up not bothering to dry either one of you off.
“Then let’s finish this there, then.”
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Slow Growth (C1)
Keyleth released a short exhale as they parted and gave Vax a smile which he returned. Flushed cheeks and bright eyes clouded with affection and desire prompted him to move in again. Their lips soft and pliable, wet with saliva from previous embraces and plump with attention. Her thin, soft hands buried within dark hair while his rested on her upper back. This was one of the many times they lay in bed and enjoyed the gentle intimacy of their new status. The first few times had bright red cheeks and shy glances as they deepened the chaste kisses they began with.
Keyleth learned quickly but not ambitiously as she traced his lip with her little tongue and his cheek pulled back as he opened his mouth to let her in and tangled further into her mouth. A small noise traveled directly from his ear to the hard length trapped in his leathers. The small sounds of enjoyment tinged with something more had him shift restlessly. It never went further than kisses and a few caresses to shoulders, head and hair, back. Never to the front and it didn’t bother him. Honestly it didn’t. Well. Right now it did a little bit because it was a tad uncomfortable but he kept breathing through his nose while Keyleth stroked through his hair and down to his shoulders. He couldn’t really feel it but he knew the pressure of touch and he followed suit. It was always in him to follow his lover’s lead as it tended to bite him less if he did so. Keyleth was so strong, so brave, and so beautiful he wanted to be perfect for her and if she wanted to move slowly he would do so. Or not move forward at all really. Honestly as long as he was with her he would have whatever she would give happily.
One thing he noticed this time was her restlessness below as she shifted her legs and hips around almost as if in a little discomfort herself. He filed it away for later.
It was a short time later when Keyleth broke off to bury her head in his chest while she swallowed her rapid heart rate and harsh breaths to calm down. Her belly always tingled now when they did this. Especially when they used tongues to kiss. She liked it but didn’t really know what she should do next. This was nice though, especially when he would hold her afterwards and she could hear his racing heart as well. She knew this might eventually lead to sex and the thought turned her belly in knots. She knew about sex. All the Ashari were taught the basic things but she hadn’t been interested in learning any more though she did see many animals engage in mating while growing up and she was sure not everyone did it that way. She knew Vax had other lovers before her and Vex as well, maybe Percy but they didn’t talk about those things and Scanlan always talked about things the others seemed to know about but she had no idea. He’s definately had a lot of sex.
“This is fun.” She confessed as she bit her lip and traced patterns in his armor.
“I rather think so too, Kiki.”
“Good.” She nodded and stayed a while longer until the dampness between her thighs started to cool into a sticky mess. It was little to excuse her way into the bathroom and clean up after she emptied her bladder. She knew what the wetness was for but did there have to be so much of it?
Vax tightened his thigh muscles rhythmically as he willed his erection to go down. No show tonight. It was a trick in his youth when they would pop at random and in the worst places. It would be easier to work it out but he didn’t know how long he had and needed to change into something better for sleep. He managed to do both just before Keyleth entered the room in her slim shirt and short sleeping pants with a smile. “Hey.”
“Hey yourself.” He slipped under the sheets a little more securely before Keyleth extinguished the lights and climbed in to rest her head on his chest to hear his heartbeat. The steady bum-bum made for a great lullaby as she fell asleep.
Vax watched her forehead relax gradually as she drifted off to sleep. He spared a glance over at her headdress which had its own special place on the table nearby. Thin, long fingers brushed her mess of red hair from the freckles on her face and he stroked her cheek tenderly. Of course he could wait. He could wait forever for her.
@#@#@
She had been magnificent today. Such command of nature had his blood run hot as he pressed her down into the mattress below. He didn’t usually take such an aggressive position but today he needed to show her how amazing she was.
Keyleth gasped into his mouth as he pinned her down and kissed her with vigor. The curtain of his hair fell from his shoulders in a rather pretty halo while she tried to blink and keep up. He tore his mouth from her and panted while she gazed up at him. “Tell me what you like, Kiki.” He begged before he couldn’t help to bend down and kiss her again with just as much vigor as before from the way her pleasure blown eyes couldn’t focus on him.
What she liked? Another small noise escaped her as her nails dug into his armor. “What do you mean? I like you.” She breathed out once he allowed her. “I like kissing you.” It seemed like the right answer but instantly regretted it when his brow furrowed with displeasure. “I like it when you hold me.” Still not right and the heat from their frenzied encounter cooled rapidly in the wake of her self-doubt.
Vax pulled away from her in confusion and guilt as the bright light in her eyes dimmed like they did when she thought she had made a mistake.
“Did I say something wrong?” Her voice, usually loud, louder than it needed to be, now quiet.
“No.” Fast. Too fast. Too much conviction. “No. Kiki. You didn’t do anything wrong. Come here.” Vax for the first time really thought about her. Kashaw had taken her first kiss. First kiss. And he her second. She probably had never had a partner at all before from how adorably awkward she was when they met. He was an idiot. He pulled her into his arms and rested against the pillows with her tight to his chest.
“What is it? Why did you look at me like that?”
“I’m an idiot, that’s why.”
“An idiot?”
Her voice smaller now and he cursed internally, “Yes. But not because of you. Kiki.”
“Do you want to have sex?” The question so out of the blue he could only stare at her with his mouth agape. “I know about that. The basic stuff you know. If you want to I could try. I know that’s what kissing can lead to. I’m not sure I would be much good at it but--.” Vax silenced her rambling with a hand over her mouth.
“Shhhhh. Stop that. No. We aren’t doing that. We’re going to lie down here together and cuddle for a while, alright?”
“But--? Okay, Vax. I like this too.” She answered while she buried her now burning face into his chest. Melora above why was she so stupid sometimes? The comforting hand of her boyfriend as he stroked along her head and down her back calmed her down enough to look up at him and he looked far away as he stared off into some unknown point. “Vax?”
“Yeah Keek?”
“I need to pee.”
Vax laughed and gave her another kiss to the head before he released her to do her business.
When she finished she found Vax lying on their bed sans shirt with his hands above his head and Keyleth took a moment to admire his lean musculature which Vax noticed but didn’t bring attention to while he watched her.
“Come here.” He moved one arm to gesture her forward and she crept toward him with a shy look. The bed dipped with the weight of one knee, then the rest of her as she crawled toward him. When she was close enough he hauled her over despite her squeak of protest. He locked her to him with his forearm while she adjusted for comfort and for a while he just drew strange symbols...letters...elvish letters into the skin of her shoulder where her robe didn’t cover. “Hey. So. There’s something I think we should discuss between the two of us. I love you. Right? You know this? It isn’t old news.”
“Yeah. I love you too.”
“Good. Great. So. Although I’m not as well traveled as my sister is I seem to be quite a bit more than you, would that be right?”
“Yes?” She thought she knew what he was talking about.
“Okay. So knowing this...how far have you traveled?”
“We aren’t actually talking about walking are we? Right?”
“No. Not walking.” Gods he loved her.
“Ummm. The only time I’ve traveled is with you.”
“Ever? Haven’t you gone on any walks by yourself?”
“Ummmm. No? I haven’t felt any urge to walk by myself. Not until us.”
“Shit.” Vax rubbed his free hand over his eye and pressed with a short exhale. “Okay. So. Let’s just let things be as they are for now.”
“As they are? Can we still kiss? And cuddle?”
“Of course. I love cuddles with my Kiki.” He pressed her closer. “I just don’t want you to feel… pressured.”
“I want to do other things.” She protested. “Not all the time but I think it would be really nice with you.”
“I certainly hope so. For now. We will sleep. We have much more important things to worry over. Dragons. Namely.”
“Yeah. Dragons.” That really was a mood killer.
Chapter 2
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This is a story I’m doing on AO3 and I decided to post it here to Tumblr for you fine critters. I hope you enjoy it and it’s not done yet but I’ll be posting this one near daily until I get it caught up. It is a slow burn and follows the pan to fireplace in which they do not have sex and I’m painting Keyleth as more of a demisexual type of character. Enjoy!
#Vaxleth#Critical role#CR#Fanfiction#Rated M#Keyleth#Vax#Vax'ildan#Slow burn#Fluff#demisexual character
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Teen Titans (Animated Series)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: Jinx/Wally West, Dick Grayson/Koriand'r
Characters: Dick Grayson, Garfield Logan, Victor Stone, Raven (DCU), Jinx (DCU), Karen Traviss, Wally West
Additional Tags: Halloween, Teen Titans Horor, Temporary Character Death, Blood and Violence
Summary:
Robin just wanted a vacation day before the Halloween crimes. It was not what he got when a broken communication of Beast Boy brought him back to the tower.
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Robin raced as fast as his motorcycle would take him towards the rising T-shaped tower in the bay. His day off before the Halloween rush of criminality had been cut short by the frantic calls from Beast Boy. He had no clue what he meant do the broken signal barely got through the words' crazy', 'raven,' 'monsters,' and 'blood.' His heart pounded in his chest as he flew through the streets, finally making his way to the bridge that connected the tower to the mainland. He screeched to a halt to find it shut. That was not how he left it when he had embarked on his day off earlier.
Richard Grayson slammed his fist on the remote on his bike, but nothing happened. A quick change showed that the frequency was not being accepted anymore.
'Shit!' he thought to himself as he kicked the stand down and got off his bike to examine the hardened shell that protected the outside panel from the weather. He found the secret button and popped it open to see the computer inside. The entire system was blinking lockdown in bold, threatening, red letters.
The boy wonder tried his password, but the system immediately refused it. Someone had changed the codes of the entire system. Only one person in the tower had that know-how, and it did not make sense Cyborg locking him out.
A buzz of wings appeared behind him, and Robin spun to see Bumblebee alight in full combat guard pattern yellow and black. The helmet she was wearing recessed back into the neck bracer she wore. Kid Flash appeared beside her while a certain pink-haired girl in a black dressing and multicolored stockings trotted in beside them.
"We heard the alert," Karen said looking up at the tower.
"And what is she doing here?" Robin asked looking at Jinx.
"Tryin' to help," Jinx shot back. "When the high and mighty Teen Titan tower goes into lockdown, The HIVE is more worried than you."
"She's with me, Robin," Kid Flash said with a grin. "You can trust her."
"Pfft, you wish I was with you," Jinx said with a snort, but a quirk to her mouth was apparent.
"Any idea what's going on?" Robin asked.
"Nah," Bumblebee said, stepping up and examining the computer panel. "We just got Beast Boy's message that some sort of monster has gotten loose in the tower, and they were locking the facility down."
"You heard more than me," Robin said, frowning. "They came overall broken and static."
"The code?" Kid Flash asked, zipping to the door.
"Cyborg seems to have reset the whole system," Robin mused, rubbing his chin and trying to think. "We're not holding any artifacts or anything like that. What type of monsters could they be referring to?"
They all looked at him, and Robin raised an eyebrow. The mixture of bemusement and sheer surprise at his statement told him he had missed something.
"What?"
"Ummmm….you got a half-demon in there and tomorrow is Halloween night. Don't her powers get a bit wonky around this time?"
"That's a myth," Robin said sharply. "And I doubt Raven lost control of her powers. She's been much better since her father's defeat."
"And yet here we are not able to get into home, sweet home," Jinx mused.
Robin turned back. His gut was churning at the suggestion they had made. Had Raven somehow lost it? If she did, what were they going to do?
"We need to get in and find out what's going on before we start making assumptions," Robin said with finality. "How?"
"I gotta an idea," Jinx said with a smirk. "Hey, flash. Come, give me a kiss."
Wally's grin grew brighter, and he zipped over to her. As he was about to stop, Jinx sidestepped, and he caught her tow and stumbled. Wally tried to overcompensate but wound up running into Bumblebee, who fell forward, was caught by Robin, who then fell back and hit the encased pipe protect the wiring to the security system. The stunner attached to Robin's best misfired injecting the system. With a scream of protest, the system reset, and the door slid open.
"JINX!" Bumblebee and Robin said at the same time.
"Hey! Bad luck isn't pretty, but it gets the job done." Jinx said with a shrug as she marched through the gate.
"Does that mean I can't kiss you?" Kid flash asked mournfully.
"Ya can kiss my ass," Jinx said with the middle finger over her shoulder.
"I can do that too."
"Wally," Robin said with a roll of his eyes as Jinx giggled and a flush to her gray cheeks.
"And here I thought we grew out of our childish shenanigans," Karen muttered as she activated her helmet and the rest of her suit.
"Never," Wally laughed as he took off to catch up with the Pinkette.
Robin did a mental check off all the equipment on his belt. He had only stopped two crimes on his day off and was still stocked for the most part. Smoke bombs, birderangs, and a few reloads of his wrist tasers and grapple gun. He was not going to leave anything to chance.
It took a few minutes to cross the bridge on foot, but they soon came to the large bay doors that were re-enforced concrete and steel. The entire computer system was shut down here, so Robin's only thought was the side door. It still had power but was on back up system.
The air had taken on a sense of lethality he could not explain, as if life had stayed out of the Titan's property and only death awaited inside. The door, fortunately, had not been repaired from the last time Cyborg had tried to upgrade it and wound up frying the entire system. A placed miniature explosive was enough to shatter the metal lock and swing the door open.
"Alright, We play it careful and don't take anything for granted," Bumblebee started. "We don't know what we're facing. Could be an enemy or could be a rogue titan."
"Why do you keep saying that?" Robin said, irritated. "My team isn't going to go berserk."
No one responded, but he did pick up on some sorrowful and pitying expressions. Why did it feel like he was out of the loop on this?
"Switch communicators to Frequency E-22. Encryption modulating is phase 2. That way, we can be sure of our transmissions being secure," Robin said as he adjusted it in his communicator. He remote linked it to the Bluetooth earbud he pulled out of one of his belt's compartments and placed it in his ear.
"Jinx and Wally, your team one." Bumblebee said. "Sweep towards the Titan's rooms and see if you can find anyone."
The two grinned at each other, and Bumblebee frowned. "And keep your clothes on, you two."
"We'll try," Wally said as he led Jinx towards the first set of steps.
"Main room?" Karen inquired, and Robin nodded. They had to get to the computer systems and figure out what was going on wrong. Moving to the second flight of stairs near the dead elevators, Robin and Bumblebee began to make the climb slowly, and dread began to fill him.
A smell had begun to permeate the building. A bouquet of rot and iron. He had smelled it before in Gotham. Blood. And a lot of it.
"What the hell is that smell?" Bumblebee asked with a crinkle of her nose.
"Blood," Robin growled. "A lot of it."
Pushing open the stair door to the floor that held their conference rooms and living room, Robin was assailed with the smell. He looked about in the emergency lightning and saw dark stains trailing about and all over the floor.
"Oh, god!" Bumblebee gasped as she covered her mouth to block the stench. "This is a massacre."
"ROBIN!"
The voice peeled out, and Robin drew his bo staff ready to strike. Running towards him through the darkened hallway was the willowy form he could recognize anywhere.
"Starfire!" he called to her. He caught her and held back a gasp. Her hair was matted in dark red blood, her clothes were a shamble, and there was a look of terror in her eyes.
"Robin! You must flee! She is too powerful!" Starfire gasped out.
"Starfire, where is everyone? Where is Cyborg?"
"He was going to try to call the Justice League or Doom Patrol. I have not seen him since!"
Her breath was coming in short gasps, and her eyes were wide looking about.
"And beast boy, where is beast Boy?"
Robin watched as the wide eyes grew even bigger, and she randomly gestured about. "Here, and here. he's all over the walls." She sobbed. "You're stepping in him."
"Oh, god!" Bumblebee said, moving away, trying not to retch.
"Who did this? Who did this!" Robin yelled.
A low, lilting laugh emanated from deep down the darkened hallways, and Starfire squealed in fright. Lashing out of the darkness was a black tendril of energy that wrapped around the girl's middle and ripped her free of Robin's grasp.
"Starfire!" Robin screamed.
"Save yourself!" she cried back in a sob as the tendril. Her scream was silenced by a terrifying crunch and squishing sound.
"Oh, god, it's Raven," Bumblebee said pacing.
"Nnno…." Robin tried to say, but his mouth had gone dry. The sticky stuff was his friend Garfield, and the horrible sound had to be the beautiful Tamaranian coming to a gruesome end. Robin frowned and charged forward bostaff ready. Bumblebee made a grab to stop him, but she missed. She went around the corner and found the hallway empty except for a large red sticky puddle on the floor. He knelt down, trying to keep the rage inside. He gently touched the pool wishing somehow he could have saved her. He found a strange black seed stuck to his hand.
"What did you find?"
"A watermelon seed," Robin said with a grimace. "Beast Boy loved spitting these everywhere. We've been cleaning these up for weeks."
"We...we need to get to the control room," Robin said firmly. He had to agree with her now. Raven had lost it.
For the next five minutes, they crept slowly through the blood splattered walls and the blinking lights. The emergency power had slowly begun to fade.
They came to the cavernous rooms and found it empty. Nobody was there. Robin strode over quickly and activated the computers. The readout showed him that outside communication was down and also the ability to scan the building. He did find that the fried network still held footage from the last few hours in it's backup memory.
"Do you...do you want to watch?" Bumblebee asked in a horrified surprise as he queued up the code.
"We have to."
The first clip stamped four hours ago began. The room was bright, and they were all in the living room together. Cyborg was tinkering on something in his lap, Starfire was playing a video game with beast Boy, and Robin was leaning back on the couch with a grin.
"I'm gonna enjoy this day off, you guys," Robin was saying. "Gonna go do some stuff I've been meaning to do for a while."
"Pfft, I wouldn't go out in the evening," Beast Boy responded as he focused on the Tamaranian who had gotten a bit too good at the Lethal Punching II. "You heard the stories about ghosts and monsters that come out around Halloween."
"Just stories," Robin laughed.
Raven moved past the back of the couch silently with a book up in front of her. He had not realized she had been that close to him as he was focusing on his friends.
"Really?" Cyborg said with a wry expression. "Darkseid and his parademons? Zatanna and that other dude and their fight against the underworld. Trigon of all things."
"Not the same thing," Robin said. "Plus, we can handle what they throw at us."
"You ain't' scared?"
"I never get scared."
"Not even Raven?"
Robin laughed. "Like I said, not even Raven. Goth chicks dig me."
The three who could see him rolled their eyes.
It was at that point he noted Raven by the teapot who shuddered and doubled over quietly. He saw the black tendrils lick at the bottom of her cloak before they receded.
How did they miss that? Raven had some sort of spasm, but everybody kept going on with their lives as if nothing had changed or happened. He queued up the next video and braced himself. It was an hour and a half ago, 20 minutes before the call.
The scene was the same, except everybody had moved. Starfire was now watching Cyborg work while Beast Boy was playing Mega Monkeys XI. Raven had returned but was standing in a darkened hallway, bracing herself between the door jamb watching everybody.
"Oh, hey, Rae Rae," Beast Boy said, noticing her when he got up to get a soda.
"I…." Robin heard her voice come through thick and modulating. "I need meat."
"Umm…." Beast Boy said, faltering. "I think Cyborg has some leftover meatballs."
"I want it….fresh," Raven said, a tone of ravenous delight filling her voice.
"Uh….Cy….dude... Raven's acting weird."
Cyborg had stood while Starfire took up a flanking position putting Raven in the middle of the triangle they formed. Raven was now breathing hard, her body shuddering as if it could not get enough air.
"Raven-"
The shriek that followed was painful and terrifying. Raven had thrown back her hood, and he could make out the glowing four red eyes and the small rows of serrated teeth as her demon side manifested. The tendrils of onyx colored power shot out striking Starfire and Cyborg, sending them flying while Beast Boy scrambled away. Raven leaped at him, taking him to the ground and began to chomp down on his arm.
Beast Boy began to scream. "DUDE! SHE'S TRYING TO EAT ME!"
Cyborg lunged and tore Raven away, blood covering her mouth and running down the corners of her lips. A crazed grin was on her face as she turned and tried to bite Cyborg. He hurled her away, and Starfire helped Beast Boy up.
The footage cut, and it began a darkened room. The timestamp was 20 minutes ago, and all he could make out was Raven, sans cloak covered with blood standing in the center of the room. She was breathing heavily, and she was staring right at the camera, her four red eyes watching it with glee. It was almost as if she was looking right back at him, knowing he would watch the footage. In a blink, her entire face filled the camera.
Bumblebee and Robin fell back at the freeze-frame of Raven's gore covered face in the camera lens.
"SHIT!" Bumblebee squealed as she fell flat on her back. "That girl's terrifying."
"That confirms it," Robin said with a growl. "Raven's lost it."
"What do we do?"
"We need to stop her. Capture her or put her down," Robin muttered, pulling out the devices and changing their settings for a much more powerful foe.
The communicators crackled to life, and the two jumped again.
"Robin, Bumblee! 22nd floor! Raven's gone full demon!"
"Retreat!" Robin roared. "You're no match for her."
"She's got Jinx, I can't leave her, get here as fast as you can."
"Wally!" Bumblebee called, but the device went silent.
"We need to move. Now!"
When the elevator opened, both Robin and Bumblebee had their weapons pointed forward. The hallway was empty and dark. Only their flashlights illuminating ahead. They crept slowly forward as Robin thought about what he was going to do. He had to stop her, but he did not want to kill her. Even though it appeared she had murdered their teammates, the boy wonder was not yet ready to rule her out as a lost cause.
"We gotta do something," Bumblee was saying quietly. "We can't hold back, Robin. She's gonna get us too."
"We can't just-"
"There!"
Robin and Bumblebee looked ahead and saw that their flashlight illuminated a standing form. As they slowly grew closer, they saw the svelte form of Jinx though it appeared she had been through hell. She was facing away but was wearing her skirt with torn leggings and no top except for her gray bra. Her hair was tousled and matted.
"Jinx?" Robin called softly, but the girl didn't turn. He placed a hand on her shoulder. "Jinx!"
The girl turned, her eyes white and rolled in her head, her mouth opens in sheer terror. Blood ran down from her mangled throat, and she collapsed gurgling in his arms.
"It's a trap!" Bumblebee cried panicked, looking around. A body came hurling out of the dark, catching the female superhero and throwing her to the ground. Wally's bloodstained corpse weighed her down.
Strolling out of the darkness and into the light was the blood-soaked form of Raven. Her red eyes were glowing, and he could see the serrated teeth in an evil grin.
"I wanted to do so much to her, but she wouldn't play," Raven cooed. "So, I ripped her throat out."
Robin fell back, crawling backward while holding Jinx in his arms. Bumblebee pushed Kid Flash's body off and was about to fire her gun when a black tendril shot out, grabbed her, and a sharp crack filled the hallway. Karen's lifeless body hit the floor beside Grayson.
"Just you and me now, Robin," Raven said with a smirk. "I'm in a...lecherous mood. Wanna entertain me? I might let you live."
"What happened to you, Raven?" Robin said.
"I decided to be what I am."
"How could you-"
"you're not going to take me up on my offer?" Raven said with a sigh. "Oh, well. I'll wait for the next male heroes that come to investigate the tower's silence."
The black tendrils shot out of the darkness and grabbed hold of him. They lifted him in the air, and Robin braced for the inevitable.
"Now, there is one thing I want you to remember, Robin," Raven cooed in his ear. "never EVER say that I can't scare you."
A grin broke across her face as she gently set him down on his feet.
"Ummm….what?"
He was blinded as the lights of the tower snapped back on, and he saw blood-covered Raven but a smile and usual amethyst eyes looking back at him. She was the small, demure girl he knew and not the demon he had seen in the videos.
"What...what is going on?" Robin asked, trying to breathe and figure out why he was still alive.
"Yous got played, DUDE!" screeched a voice from down the hallways in peels of laughter. Robin looked around confused and down at the corpses of Jinx and Bumblebee that were inexplicably pulling themselves to their feet. Each was laughing with silent mirth.
"I can't believe you," Jinx said as she leaned on Bumblebee with laughter. "You coped a feel while I was dead. You're a pervert."
"I was trying to save you!" Robin exploded.
"No groping my girl, Robin," Kid Flash said, walking over and slapping his friend on his back.
Joining him in the hallway laughing and hugging him was Starfire, still matted and covered in blood, but she kissed him on the forehead.
"You silly gnup narp, You should never challenge friend Raven,"
It was at that moment that it all kicked in.
"This was a prank?"
"Best prank in the world!" Cyborg said, exiting the elevator and holding on one of the master remotes for the tower. "When you once said that Raven couldn't scare you, she decided that you need to learn a bit of humility."
"This...this was your idea?" Robin asked incredulously as the relief flowed through him.
Raven was putting on her cloak that Starfire handed her. She simply met his eyes, and he knew the answer without her saying. Robin braced himself on the wall as his friends held him up.
"Starfire...I heard you die," he said, trying to pull himself together.
"That was me squishing a melon of water."
"I thought the game was up when you found the seeds," Bumblebee said. "Thank goodness for your overactive imagination."
"And Raven made sure that we act out everything in front of the camera, knowing you'd find it," Cyborg said. "She's a little mastermind herself."
Robin's friends were fine, and he had fallen for a prank. He was just relieved to have them. He wrapped an arm around Star and Beast Boy and pulled them close. He laughed to cover up his tears of happiness.
"I'll never take you guys for granted again," he said with a smile. "Raven got me fair and square. She's the scariest thing on Halloween."
"Thank you," she murmured, pulling out a book from her cloak.
"Now, if you all don't mind. You have a tower to clean while I go back to my reading."
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Late Night TeFA Thoughts #1 (I guess?)
I dunno, I’m tired, it’s not even that late for me yet (11:40 PM/23:40 I started writing this). But I have to get up at 6 in the morning to get in the car to catch a flight so WEEEE.
Anyway, my finals week is coming up soon, next week actually. I’m, not all that stressed out for them surprisingly. More of the actual assignments leading up to them that are all due by the end of this week. Christ, what do I have to do? Uh, do a persuasive speech Wednesday (Sunday night I’m writing this BTW), and I barely have my outline done. Also get a huge art project finished and I still need to cut out more pictures for that and get it glued and made into a book. Ummmm, get a movie trailer or music video made for another class using existing footage/music. And that’s about it. All by the end of this week. God this is, ugh.
What else is on my mind? Mainly my OCs, I guess those who follow my Instagram know about em, but I got 22 beans~ A lot of it is mainly Drew related, from Heterochromiacs, a series I’m making with Huffle and Juri. Mainly just how much can I hurt the poor bean honestly, haha. Also Sage has been resurfacing, surprisingly enough, haha. Time to do more stuff with him.
As for my fandom stuff? Mainly trying to get these final stickers made relating to AHWM. Only have Illinois left!!! Seán’s stuff I haven’t really touched again in several weeks now. Game Grumps has been giving me a huge boost as of late actually, man I need to look into more of their series.
I guess all in all, I’m stressed out. But not so much that it’s overwhelming me. I just know that I needed to get my thoughts out. If you read through all of that, hey thanks, cool to see some people wanting to know how another person is doing. And if others don’t, hey I don’t blame ya, there’s a lot.
Anywho, I need to get to sleep now.
~ TeFA
TL;DR: I’m tired.
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Yearn
Words of Love 25/27 [Why hadn't he tried to kiss her again?]
Yearn: (verb) to have an earnest or strong desire; to feel tenderness; be moved or attracted.
It had been months since he tried to kiss her in his hallway. Eleven, to be specific. Call her optimistic, but she had hoped after everything was healed and resolved they could pick up where they had left off. They didn’t. Instead, they went back to living in a constant state of innuendos and trepidation.
In all the time since then, it’s only been brought up twice , and it was only in shy acknowledgement. One time was when they had to run an errand to his place. While he was unlocking the door, her gaze was automatically drawn to the area in the hallway where it had almost happened. The harsh click of the door unlocking shocked her eyes back to his, only to see he was staring at her with a wistful grin. Neither of them said anything.
The other time was a little more verbal, but barely. It had been hot in their office so they cracked the window, and a bee got in. It buzzed around the room noisily until an agitated Mulder stood up and, in a violent slap, killed the bee against a filing cabinet. Under his breath, she heard him mutter, “God, I hate bees.”
She casually muttered back with a tinge of frustration, “Yeah, tell me about it.” They locked eyes and the recognition was heavy in the room. She coyfully cocked and eyebrow at him, begging him to say something, but was interrupted by a phone call. It wasn’t mentioned again.
As much as she wished she could deny it, in all honesty, she replayed that moment in the hallway on a daily basis . ” His heartfelt admittance, the way his arms felt embracing her, the way his hands felt caressing her face, the look of pure love in his eyes as he leaned in, the velvet silk of his lips grazing her, the sting of that fucking bee. Some nights it made her sad, some angry, sometimes it got her off, but on nights like tonight, it made her drown her sorrows in booze.
It was rare, but it happened. Sometimes they would have a really good day, lots of flirting, maybe he touched her back one too many times, but then he said his goodbye for the day and they just parted ways. Instead of going home, she would go to a local bar and have a few rounds before hailing a taxi. It was just a little too depressing to go home and sulk alone at her apartment for hours. Drinking sometimes even enhanced her mood.
“Hey Dana, long time no see.” The same bartender was there every time. He was around fifty, married, and had listened to her rant about Mulder far too many times not to be embarrassed a little.
“Hey Tony,” she smiled, taking a seat at a secluded end of the bar.
“You want to start off with a Vodka Cranberry?” He asked, already preparing the drink.
“You know me so well,” she laughed and he passed her the drink after a moment.
Per usual, Scully sat at the bar and read from a book she kept in her purse, tonight it was a Neil Gaiman novel. She enjoyed the time to herself, it distracted her, she either got a nice buzz or comfortably drunk, and she was never worried, Tony was a great bouncer as well as listener.
She figured it was because she was a relatively young woman sitting alone at a bar, but once or twice every time, some random man would come and flirt with her. Even though she was sexually frustrated, they were never enticing enough; not tall enough, hair wasn’t brown enough, eyes not hazel enough, name not Fox Mulder enough. She would laugh, smile, let them but her a few drinks, and, when she gave him the signal, Tony would shoo them away. Usually, “she’s with the feds,” was enough.
Tonight was no different. She was on her third mixed drink, and sixty pages in, when a relatively handsome man sat next to her. She didn’t catch his name, it didn’t really matter, but his conversation was good and he bought her two shots and she was feeling good. Nameless man was telling her about an upcoming trip to Europe when her phone interrupted him. “Sorry about that,” she mumbled as she reached for her phone.
“Scully,” she said after trying to clear her throat of any possible slurring that would probably occur, realizing how drunk she was in that moment.
“Hey, it’s me. I was just in your neck of the woods and I was wondering if I could stop by.”
“Oh, hey Mulder! Yeah you totally can, but I’m not there,” she was playing with the rim of her glass, heart tingling the prospect of Mulder wanting to see her.
There was a slight pause as Mulder processed her words, chuckling a little bit, “I wanted to see you, not your apartment. Where are you?” The amusement in his voice made her think he knew she was drinking, even though she was trying to hide it.
“I’m at the bar, Cool Beans, to be specif-ic,” a hiccup embarrassingly slipping out.
“Babe, let me buy you another,” Nameless declared, she glanced at him, forgetting he was even there still, and politely shook her head.
“Scully, are you with someone?” He was trying to sound amused but he couldn’t hide the fear lacing his voice.
“No, no. I came here by myself and then,” she paused and turned to Nameless, “What’s your name?”
“Mark,” he reminded her.
“Then Mark came and has been buying me drinks.” She could practically hear Mulder’s anxiety through the phone.
“Hey, I’m not sure I caught your name?” Namel-Mark interrupted.
“Dana,” she said, not paying him much attention since she had Mulder on the phone.
“That fits, being you could definitely make me explode like Danamite,” he boasted, laughing at his own joke.
Scully was cringing at the horrible name pun, but Mulder apparently overheard and was offended by the crudeness on her behalf, “Scully, I’ll be there in a few minutes. Don’t go anywhere.” She was met with a dial tone before she could respond.
She felt a goofy grin spread across her face as she quickly finished off the new shot in front of her and adjusted her clothing. She quickly ran her index fingers under her eyes, checking the pads for running eyeliner. What could she say, she was excited to see him even though she just had two hours ago.
When she was finished a few moments later, a voice broke her out of her reverie. “Hon, I don’t know what you’re fidgeting around for. You look beyond sexy in that little suit.” Oh, he’s still here.
She turned to him with a polite smile before saying, “Sorry, my partner’s coming to drink with me. I appreciated your company though.” Even in her state of inebriation, she realized how harsh of a send off that was.
“Aww, come on,” he slurred, putting a hand on her shoulder and leaning closer, “Can’t we have a little more fun?”
“No thank y-you,” she slurred slightly, pushing him away.
He was about to lean back in when a strong hand clasped around his shoulder, pulling him back. “She said no.” She followed the arm up to the face and saw a very stern Mulder glaring at the man he was touching. If looks could kill, Mark would be on the floor.
Regardless of Mulder’s apparent irritation, she was ecstatic to see him. She knew her enthusiasm was partly fuelled by alcohol, but it didn’t stop her from sending a beaming smile his way, “Mulder! You’re here!”
Mark got up reluctantly before mumbling, “Damn, she barely even looked at me and you get that reaction after five seconds. Not fair dude,” but luckily he left without any reluctance. Mulder watched him go before sitting down in the recently vacant spot.
“I missed you.” The words came out of her mouth, but she was too drunk to feel any embarrassment. She half wished she hadn’t gotten drunk tonight so she could have been at her apartment when he was going to make his unexpected visit. But he was with her now, and that’s all that mattered.
He smiled at her words, “Scully, you saw me two hours ago.”
“And I mi-ssed you after five minutes-s” she slurred, hailing Tony the bartender over.
“Scully, how much have you had to drink?” He laughed.
“Ummmm-” she started, tapping a finger on her lips, noticing his eyes were drawn to the motion.
“She’s had three Vodka Cranberry’s, two shots of Fireball, and one shot of Jager, and she’s never gonna be interested in you buddy,” Tony snapped, glaring at Mulder.
Scully reached out and put her hands on Mulder’s shoulders, and whispered, not so quietly, “N-no, no, Tony, this is Mulder .” She drew out his name with unnecessary emphasis, the man’s eyebrows skyrocketing instantly in recognition from all her stories from the past few months.
“No shit! Well in that case, completely disregard that last comment,” he told a very confused Mulder. Scully ordered her and Mulder each a Shiner beer and closed out her tab.
She turned back to Mulder and saw he was staring at her in complete fascination. “What?” she laughed, taking a swig of her beer.
“I’ve never seen you drunk before. You’re so smiley,” he said, swiging his own drink.
She swayed lightly on her barstool and Mulder’s hand instinctively shot out to her thigh to stabilize her. His touch was electric and her own hand covered his to maintain the contact. “I’m just so happy to see you.”
“Scully, you see me all the time,” his eyes held an intensity she hadn’t seen in a while. Like he was trying to take in a plethora of new information and was desperately burning everything into his memory.
“I know, but we never hang out,” she whined.
“Scully, you pick up the phone and I’ll be there in a heartbeat. I want to hang out too, that’s why I had been coming over,” he reassured, hand squeezing the part of her leg he was still touching.
A little twinge of self-consciousness made its way through her inebriation and she started playing with the rim of the bottle to avoid his gaze. “I-I know you’d come if I asked, but I don’t want to feel like I’m burdening you or that you’re j-just doing it to appease me.” She felt his hand leave her leg before it was relocated to her chin, nudging her head to look at him.
His eyes held a mix of happiness and determination “Scully, I promise, from the bottom of my heart, I will never consider you a burden. If anything, I’m an inconvenience to you.”
She shook her head obnoxiously to emphasize her point, stopping when it made her dizzy, “No, no. Mulder, you are never an inconvenience to me! I love y-spending time with you.” Her heart was pounding from her near-declaration of love and she quickly finished off the last sip of her beer in one sweep.
He smiled and finished his own drink before standing up and holding out his hand. “I think it’s about time I take you home.”
She grabbed his hand and slid out of the barstool and immediately fell into his waiting arms, relishing the strength and care he held her with. It was greedy, but she took the opportunity to wrap her arms around him and inhale the scent of him she only ever got whiffs of. She smiled into his chest when she felt him fully return the hug, resting one hand supportively on her back, his unspoken territory, and the other cradled her head.
After a moment he pulled back, still keeping her steady and looked down at her. She kept resting her cheek on his chest, but met his gaze. “Scully, I need to get you home.”
She drunkenly nodded and she heard a voice call from the bar, “I ordered you guys a cab, it should be here any minute.”
She didn’t take her eyes off Mulder as he gave the man words of appreciation. She also got to watch the bashful blush paint his face with the bartenders next words, “And buddy, if a bee is enough to stop you, buy a damn can of Raid.” Mulder looked back down at Scully for an explanation but she only chuckled in response, then grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the bar.
The cab was waiting for them and the ride was quick and smooth, she just rested her head on his shoulder and enjoyed the contact. When they pulled up in front of her building, Mulder paid the driver and helped Scully get out, holding a strong arm around her middle.
They were both relatively silent the whole elevator ride up, simply relishing the normally forbidden closeness. When they got to her hallway, she was reminded of why she got drunk in the first place. The kiss she had been yearning for for almost a year. Granted, wrong hallway, but still. A new found fervor filled her body and she stood up straighter as Mulder unlocked her door with his own key. When they were inside Mulder noticed her new demeanor. Apparently her look of determination wasn’t coming across as intense as she had hoped because he started chuckling, his eyes darting between her turned up chin and the hands on her hips. “Yes, Scully?” he prompted.
“Why haven’t you tried again?” She was able to refrain from slurring, but it definitely didn’t come out like the proclamation she wanted.
“I don’t know what you mean?” He cocked his head to the side.
“Eleven months ago Mulder!” She loudly declared, causing him to raise his eyebrows, “You almost kissed me, but were cock blocked by a bee. I thought when we got back you might, I dunno, try again! But nooooo, you don’t even talk about it! In case you didn’t notice Mulder, I was leaning forward, I wanted that, but now I feel like you were just using it as a ploy to get me to stay. Why will you only love me when you’re scared?” What she wanted to sound like a powerful speech faded to a melancholic plea.
Mulder’s eyes widened at her proclamation and he quickly was shaking his head to dissuade her fears. “Scully, n-no, please don’t think that.” He took a step towards her and nudged her to look at him again. “I love you so, so much. Beyond words. You consume my every thought. You just never mentioned it and I didn’t know if you wanted to bury it. You were upset at the time and I didn’t know if it was something you regretted."
She was beaming at his words and cursing that, in a desperate attempt to meet what they assumed the other wanted, they had both postponed what they had both wanted so badly. “Mulder, I love you so much. The only thing I regretted was getting stung by the bee.”
They both were openly relieved at the newfound revelation, spending a few moments just embracing each other. Scully was the first to break the silence, looking up at him, she whispered, “Can we try again?”
He bit his lip before mournfully groaning, “I can’t right now because I still fear that you’ll regret this in the morning and I would hate for you to think I took advantage of you while you were under the influence.”
She groaned in response, “Mulder. Usually I love what a progressive man you are, but right now it’s really being a pain in my ass.” He heartily laughed in response but it faltered when he noticed she was still hungrily looking at him. “What if I kissed you ? Then it’s on me, and I promise I will be thrilled with myself and you won’t have to feel guilty.”
He gave her an appreciative look and that was all she needed. She raised herself up on her toes and pressed a hungry kiss to his lips. He placed one hand on the small of her back as the other entangled itself in her hair. They stayed like that for a moment until he broke off and looked down at her, a goofy smile plastered on his face. The kiss was brief, but it was beautiful. “I’ll have to return the favor when I’m positive you’ll remember,” he murmured, pressing a kiss into her hair.
“I’m looking forward to it,” she mused. He waited in the living room as she went into her bedroom and changed into her pyjamas, which consisted of underwear and an oversized T-Shirt. It took a little bit longer than normal due to her getting dizzy with every sudden movement, but when she was ready she called out for him to come in.
He tentatively wandered into her room, glancing around at the new territory before taking in her outfit, or lack thereof, with hungry eyes. He quickly averted his gaze back to her own amused one and smiled at her. “Will you spend the night with me? Just sleep next to me. It’s something I’ve always wanted to do, share a bed with you lying next to me. I want to see you in the morning and remember that this really happened. I don’t want to wake up and assume it was another dream and have you not mention it in fear I regret it.”
When she mentioned she dreamt about this she saw the sight twinge of arousal pass over his face, quickly taken over amusement at her last sentiment. “You know me so well.” She nodded proudly at his words and patted the bed for him to lay next to her.
He looked like he was about to say something, but after a quickly glance at her underwear-clad lower half, shrugged and took off his jeans. He must have been about to say he didn’t have any pyjamas before figuring her would be no more indecent than she was. She looked at his muscular thighs appreciatively as he tucked himself under the covers with her. She turned off the bedside lamp and they were plunged into darkness. All the sudden, the exhaustion from today caught up with her and she had a hard time keeping her eyes open. She turned on her side and nestled into him. He wrapped a warm arm around her, pulling her closer and kissed the crown of her head. “I love you.” The words tickled her head, and she swore no matter how many times he said it, her heart would always leap.
“I love you too,” she whispered into his chest before slipping off to the most restful sleep of her life.
She woke up and immediately noticed two things. One: Her head pounded, two: her naked legs were entangled with a man’s naked legs, a sensation she hasn’t felt in over half a decade. She tentatively opened her eyes and let out a sigh of relief when she saw it was Mulder laying next to her, his face more peaceful than she had ever seen it before.
Memories of last night came rushing back to her and she could have cried from happiness. He loves her, and he knows she loves him. She remembered how great the kiss was, but it got a little hazy after that. She started to feel butterflies in her stomach. How did they end up basically naked in her bed? She really would have wanted to remembered their first time.
During her inner monologue his eyes opened and he was freely watching her, nervous anticipation. She immediately dissuaded his fears by leaning down and kissing him on the mouth, to which he eagerly responded. This kiss was more passionate than the last. Her mouth opened and it was all the prompting he needed. Their tongues touched and danced like they were meant for each other. Because they were.
After they broke apart, she laid back down on the bed in his arms and enjoyed the sensation. Figuring it would come up eventually, she asked “Mulder, I remember the kiss, but how did we end up in bed?”
“After the kiss you came in here and invited me, you said it was something you always wanted,” he recounted to her with a smile, drawing lazy circles under the sleeve of the t-shirt. Something she’s always wanted? Fuck. They had sex and she didn’t remember a single thing.
She sighed and he immediately tensed in self-conscious fear, “What?”
“I'm just really sad that I can’t remember our first time having sex,” he was silent for a moment and she shyly looked up at him through her lashes. Only to see he was smiling from ear to ear, with unabashed happiness on his face. So apparently it was fantastic sex and I can’t remember it, great.
“Why are you smiling? Was it good?” It was her turn to be self-conscious.
“I don’t know Scully, but I’m more than willing to find out,” his voice was saturated with amusement and enthusiasm.
Now she was just confused. “Wait, what?”
He used one of his hands to lightly brush her baby hairs out of her face as he enlightened her, “When you invited me in here last night you said you have always wanted to share a bed with me. That’s all we did. We just laid down and fell asleep.” She wasn’t sure she had ever blushed harder in her entire life and it just egged him on. “I gotta say, Scully. I’m really appreciating how open you’re being about what you want from me.”
In all honesty, she probably would have been more mortified at her confession if he wasn’t telling her he wanted the same thing by the way his eyes were clouded with lust and happiness. “Well, my memory might not be great, but I definitely remember after the kiss you said you’d return the favor,” she teased.
She giggle when he rolled on top of her, “Ask and you shall receive,” he declared before kissing her again.
Yeah, she’d remember, and it was way more than just good.
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