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strang3lov3 · 10 months

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Congratulations on 2K!!! You are amazing and you deserve all of the love!!!💜💜 I am so happy I found your account!

I have a joel request hehe😉

Reader is sleeping next to joel and she starts having a wet dream about him. He hears her and makes her dream come to life. ( basically any kind of somnophilia with Joel makes me feral)

love u bye

thank you non! love this idea. i really appreciate your support, i hope you enjoy this smutty little story

Sleeping Beauty

Joel Miller x Reader

Warnings: soft dom! joel, smut, one bed!, oral f receiving, rough smut, unprotected piv, dubcon (somnophilia), very loosely proofread

Word Count: 2.3k

A/N: my first kinda drabble for my 2k follower celebration! woohoo! if you have any requests, please feel free to send em! doing this all week to celebrate all of my lovely readers and supporters

dont forget to leave me a comment or reblog if you enjoyed! i love you all!

“Fuck, Joel,” you moan into the pillows. His head is between your thighs, devouring you with unmatched power and intensity. He’s taking his time with you, fucking you slowly with his mouth, watching you melt into a puddle as his tongue disappears further and further into your wet heat.

“Taste so good f’me, sugar. So fuckin’ good,” he pulls away for a second to kiss his sweet praises into your thigh. You whine at the loss, grasping at his salt and pepper curls. You’re a mess beneath him, the hot skin of your thighs trembling and glimmering with a mixture of your juices. His sweat, your sweat. Your sweet arousal, his spit.

“Please, don’t stop. Need you-need your tongue,”

“Impatient, are we?” he teases. “You take what I give you, baby.”

“Stop it,” Joel scolds you through a whisper-yell. He’s regretting his choice to share a bed with you. Your wiggling and rustling is relentless.

You, Joel, and Ellie all stopped in an abandoned motel to get some sleep. Most of the rooms were filled with rubble or water damage, except for two. Ellie had already claimed the single room, leaving you and Joel to share the other. It held two beds, both you and Joel each picking one. No problem, right?

Wrong.

It was the dead of winter, and Ellie was freezing in her room. So she did what any asshole teenage menace would do, and stole your blanket.

“Ellie!” you hissed. “Give that back!”

“No. I’m cold,”

“So what am I supposed to do, then?”

“Just snuggle Joel,” Ellie smirked as if she were concocting a diabolical plan and then watching it come to life.

Your cheeks went bright red as Joel looked to you, then to Ellie. “Ellie,” he grumbled sternly. “Give it–”

“Have fun snuggling!” She chirped as she ran out the door and shut it behind her, your blanket in her hands.

You shivered a bit, staring sadly at your measly sheet on the bed. There was no way in hell Joel would ever let you–

“Go on, get in,” he motioned towards the bed with an impatient and annoyed expression painting his features. “I ain’t snugglin’ ya.”

“Yeah, I’m not either,” you spoke through a yawn, trying to mask your excitedness. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t wanted this. The sun was just about to set, the last sliver of orange daylight seeping in through the windows quickly disappearing. You situated yourself in the bed, Joel following suit. He was stiff as a board next to you, as far on his side of the bed as he could be without falling off the edge.

You couldn’t get to sleep. Neither could he. In truth, you were both too cold to even get tired. You lay shivering, curling your freezing toes and fingers into yourself, tucking into a ball to conserve heat.

He must have been cold too, because the next thing you knew, Joel wrapped his body around yours. His soft tummy pressed into your back, his strong arm wrapped around your torso and held you close. “Don’t tell Ellie,” he grumbled.

You fell asleep within minutes.

Joel, on the other hand, did not. He laid next to you as you wiggled against him, your ass grinding on his cock as you tried to get closer and closer to his body’s warmth. His cock was growing harder with each wiggle of your hips.

“God bless it, quit your squirmin’,” he hisses. “Movin’ too damn much.”

You make a noise, somewhere in between an exhale and a moan. You wiggle your hips again, wrapping your arms around his.

He says your name, scolding you. But you don’t hear, you’re off in your own head dreaming your limbs intertwined with Joel’s, his tongue and fingers pulling whimpers and cries from your body.

“Joel,” you whisper, flipping over and pulling him close. You nuzzle your head into his neck and pull one of his legs between your thighs, unconsciously squeezing and grinding on him.

“Hush,” he quiets you in annoyance. “You’re driving me up a fuckin’ wall, honey.”

Joel adjusts in your embrace, his thigh pressing into your pussy. “Just like that,” you gasp.

“Huh?”

“Oh, Joel,” you breathe, your hot breath tickling his neck. You kiss and nip at his skin, pull him closer. “Need you, your tongue,” And then,

Oh.

You’re dreaming, he realizes. And not just dreaming, you’re grinding yourself on him, whispering his name, begging for his tongue. His cock is straining against his jeans, begging for release.

He knows it’s wrong, he should wake you up. But the thought of tasting your sweet pussy…

“Please,” you beg.

“I’ll take care of you sweetheart, I’ve got you,” he whispers as he unbuttons your pants and pulls them down in one swift motion, along with your panties. He situates himself between your legs and quickly stuffs your panties into his jacket pocket, before dipping one of his thick fingers into your dripping cunt. “Fuckin’ drippin’ for me, honey. Need my tongue, s’that right?”

You only mumble in response, your legs spreading wider for him. You grasp at his shoulders, his hair, anything to pull him where you need him most.

Joel pulls you close to him, pressing sloppy wet kisses first to your thighs and then to your cunt. He dips his tongue between your lips, letting the sweet and musky taste of your slick cover his tongue.

“Taste so fuckin’ good, honey. Love this pussy,”

You whine softly, bucking your hips into his mouth as his tongue explores every inch of your velvet soft folds. He loves how you taste, how you unravel underneath him. The way you pull him closer, desperately chasing your high. Your soft whimpers and cries.

Joel looks up at you for a second, your brows are knit together and your closed eyes are fluttering. He pushes two thick fingers deep inside your hole, fingertips petting that spongy spot inside you. He wraps his lips around your swollen clit, tongue teasing the sensitive bud. You melt in his mouth, and in moments you’re coming on his tongue, your wetness flooding his mouth and dripping into his hand.

You awaken with your orgasm, your eyes widening when you realize Joel’s between your legs, kissing and nipping at your thighs, licking up the mess you’ve made in your slumber. You open your mouth in shock, Joel quickly covers it with his hand. You can smell your arousal on his fingers.

“There she is, sleepin’ beauty,” he smirks proudly. “You know, all y’had to do was ask if you wanted me to make you come, honey.”

Your cheeks heat in embarrassment, you quickly try to shut your legs closed. Joel catches your movement and holds them open, his fingers digging into your thigh a little too painfully.

“Joel,” you start, your voice small. You struggle against him, trying to hide your most intimate area. Not that it matters, Joel was already tongue deep inside you.

“Don’t hide from me now, honey. I know you’ve been dreamin’ about me,”

You freeze, unsure of what to say, what to do. Maybe you’re still dreaming, you hope.

“M’not tryna embarrass you, sweetheart. It’s natural,” he coos, his fingers walking up your thighs and just before your pussy, he’s playing with your tuft of curls. “Poor thing, s’that why I hear you cryin’ for me late at night? Been havin’ dirty dreams about me?”

You whimper, nodding furiously.

“What do ya dream about, sweet girl?”

You shift a little, his pointer finger tracing lazy circles into your clit. If you weren’t so worked up, you’d be humiliated by the situation. You should be humiliated.

“You,” you whine.

“Me how?”

You groan in irritation. “Fuck, your tongue. Your cock. All of you,” you whisper.

“Mhm. And what am I doin’ to you?”

“You, you kiss me. And you f-fuck me,” you admit. You’re bucking your hips into him, needing more than loose circles on your clit.

“Makin’ me blush,” Joel teases you. It’s dark, but you can see the mischievous glint in his dark eyes. You feel him smirk against your quivering thighs. “I like that you’ve been thinkin’ about me like this. How long?”

You moan, unable to form words. Your chest is heaving up and down in anticipation, your heartbeat like thunder in your ears. “Fuck, I dunno. Forever,”

“Forever?” Joel asks, his voice feigning sincerity. “That’s an awful long time. You think about me when you touch yourself?”

“Joel,” you exhale, swallowing thickly.

“Do you?”

“Every time,” you rasp.

“Shoot, poor thing. Just need a real man to fuck you, don’t you? You don’t know what you’re doin’ with all this,” he pushes his fingers back inside you, punching his fingers up at a tantalizingly slow pace. “I can take care of you, fuck ya real nice. Just say the magic word.”

“God, yes. I need you, Joel,” you breathe, your voice hungry and desperate. You’re pushing your hips further into him, begging him to give you more.

“Magic word, baby. Where are your manners?”

You’re growing increasingly frustrated, tears filling in your eyes and threatening to fall down your cheeks.

“Say please,” he instructs you, stopping his motions inside of you. “Say ‘Please, Joel. Please fuck me’,”

“Please fuck me, Joel,” you repeat, loudly. You can’t take it anymore, you need him with every fiber of your being.

“Shh,” he hushes you. “Wasn’t so hard, hm?”

You shake your head no and he pulls back, pulling his cock out of his jeans. He flips you over on your tummy, shoves your chest down with his hand and pulls your ass up. Using one hand, he caresses the soft and wet skin of your pussy. With the other, his thumb, pointer, and middle fingers loosely holding his stiff member, he notches his tip in your leaking hole, then pushes into you unceremoniously. Hard and fast and hitting you deep inside, just how you’ve dreamed. The stretch hurts you, but you don’t care. You love it.

“Fuck, thank you,” you cry. “Thank you, thank you!”

“Such a good girl for me, usin’ your manners. Gonna take real good care of this pussy for ya,” Joel promises you. He’s hovering above you, hiking your shirt up your chest to pinch and twist at your hardened nipples. You gasp at his touch, arching your back into him.

You’re at a loss for words, in disbelief this is even happening. Your heart jumped at the idea of snuggling Joel just hours ago, and now he’s behind you, inside of you, fucking you like you always fantasized.

The bed squeaks and creaks with every powerful thrust he delivers you. He’s so raw, radiating power and pure sex above you.

“Fuck, you needed this, know you did,” he whispers. “You love this cock, don’t you?”

“Yes, Joel. S’perfect, you’re perfect,” You love the way he’s fucking you, how deep and hard he thrusts into you. You wish you could see him, his face contorted in pleasure, furrowed brow.

He’s grunting behind you, letting out a moan every so often. He inhales through his teeth, you feel his balls slapping against your pussy. A deliciously sinful feeling.

You’re a mess. A complete and utter mess. Hair tangled, back arched. Whimpers and cries falling off of your tongue. Joel loves you like this, you’re his. All his.

“You think about coming on this cock? Hm?” he asks you through exhales. When you don’t answer, he slaps your ass lightly. “I asked you a question.”

“Yes, please. Need to come, need you,”

“Keep makin’ those pretty noises for me,” he commands. “Wanna hear you cryin’ for me, just like you always do.”

“Please, please, need you to make me come, need to come,” you’re frantic, chasing your high.

“Say my name, darlin’. Ask me nice,” You wonder how Joel can stay so composed, so demanding. Your head is nothing but fog, but it seems he’s calculated every last detail about tonight. You’re his, you’re going to do what he wants, how he wants. “Come on now.”

“Please make me come, Joel. Please,”

“There’s my girl. So fuckin’ good to me, honey,” Joel wraps an arm around you, fingers quickly finding your clit. A few tight circles is all it takes before you’re whimpering, quivering, crying out in ecstasy. Joel forces you up, your back pressing into his firm torso. With one hand between your thighs, he covers your mouth with the other to muffle your filthy noises.

Joel fucks you for a few moments longer, his thrusts are sloppy and feverish. With one, two, three deep and hard movements, he spills into you. His moans are choked and his voice gravelly as he paints your insides with ropes and ropes of his hot seed. He pulls out of you quickly, dragging you down with him on the bed.

Both of you panting, he hovers over you to kiss your forehead, then your cheeks, the tip of your nose and your chin, then finally, your lips.

“What was that for?” you ask. His kisses are so tender, a stark juxtaposition to the way he just mercilessly fucked you.

“Said you dream of kissin’ me,” he mumbles plainly, like the answer is oh so obvious. He pulls you into his embrace, still trying to catch his breath.

“Oh,” is all you mumble. Your head is spinning, still trying to process tonight’s events.

“Sweet dreams, sleepin’ beauty. Wake me up if you need anything,” he whispers, giving you one last kiss on your cheek. “Anything.” he reiterates, pinching your ass. You smirk to yourself, you know what he means.

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jayteacups · 8 months

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Levi Week Day 3: Shy & Blushing | Affections & Fondness

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To celebrate your second anniversary together, Levi takes you to see the beach for the first time.

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x fem!Reader

Tags and warnings: Back on my soft Levi agenda :3 Fluff, established relationship, canonverse, civilian!Reader, takes place a short while after the beach scene in S3. Mild NSFW (very brief descriptions of oral sex, F receiving). Mild as it may be, I still don't want minors interacting.

Word count: 3.5k

A/N: So I haven’t written anything in a while but this event is helping me get over my writer’s block little by little! I missed the first two days sadly, and this is also a day late, but I wanted to at least get something done for Day 3 lol. This is based off a really cute dream I had a few months ago about a beach date with Levi, but I never got around to writing it, so this was the perfect chance to finally put it into words. I am absolutely incapable of writing anything other than soft sappiness lol. Hope you guys enjoy reading!

Before today, the biggest body of water you’ve ever seen was the lazy, winding river that runs right down the middle of your home village, where all the merchant boats come in, where all the kids go to play in the sweltering heat of the summer. You practically grew up in the river. It is a second home to you.

And yet it doesn’t hold a candle to the ocean in the slightest.

Miles and miles of pure blue stretch out far beyond the naked eye, the rolling waves on the horizon glinting as they catch the sun’s rays. Untouched by mankind, there is a serene quiet to the air, punctured only by the splash of water making land and the occasional bird cry.

Such a place could only ever exist in myth, or so you thought.

“It’s like something out of a fairytale,” you whisper in awe.

You feel Levi’s eyes on you from behind. “Yeah,” he says quietly. “Yeah, it is.”

The two of you are coming up on your two-year anniversary as lovers, and the Survey Corps’ last expedition to the coastline a couple months ago had inspired him to take you out to the beach to celebrate. He had wanted to show you it’s raw, untouched beauty, before the infrastructure development plans are put into motion.

The way the dry sand shifts under your bare feet catches you off guard. Soft, warm and pliant, which isn’t what you expected at all. The sensation makes you giggle. You can’t help but lean over and touch the sand with your hands, picking a handful of it up and letting the tiny grains slip through your fingers.

“Beware of the sand.” Levi says next to you ominously, taking off his forest-green cloak. “Before you know it, it gets everywhere.” He’s decked out in full uniform and gear. Even though Paradis Island has been declared clear of titans, Levi refuses to take any chances.

You look over your shoulder back at your lover, grinning giddily. “Guess we’ll just have to wash it off in the ocean, then,” you declare, heading right towards the sea. Gone is the soreness from days of camping and riding through endless grasslands, your arms clenched like a vice around Levi’s waist as you tremble atop his horse, feeling all too exposed without the safety of the Walls. Only curiosity and joy remain, propelling your feet towards the water.

“Shit—wait, don’t go too far,” Levi calls. You turn back. The reins on his horse are gathered in one hand, both of your cloaks and your shoes in the other. “I’m going to set us up under that tree over there. It’s hot and Mercy needs some shade.”

You tilt your head. “Okay. Need a hand?” You reach for your shoes and cloak to carry them yourself, but he shakes his head.

“It’s fine, I got it. Besides, I can tell you’re practically shitting yourself with excitement to go frolic around.”

“Mm.”

“So you can go ahead. Just not too deep, I know you can swim but the waves might be stronger than you think. And watch out for poisonous shit and don’t pick any sea creatures up. Hange got stung by this weird-ass blob called a jellyfish because they got too cocky after picking up several non-poisonous things despite me telling them every five seconds to not do that, and their hands were covered in welts for a fortnight.” Revulsion passes across his face for a moment as he recalls the memory.

Confused, you frown. He hasn’t told you this story yet. “What’s a jellyfish?”

“Fuck if I know. That’s what Arlert said they were called. Just watch out.” He leans forward and kisses your cheek tenderly. As he pulls away, you notice his ears are flushed. How cute.

“Alright, alright.” You laugh, and follow it up with a kiss to his cheek. “I’ll be careful. Come join me soon, yeah?”

The slightest of soft smiles graces his face as he nods, before you turn around and jog back towards the sea, lifting your skirt above your knees.

The sand grows colder, wetter, firmer under your feet, a change that rips another joyous laugh out of you. As you approach, the sea moves forward, as if to greet you, and a small wave splashes gently over your feet. You giggle.

“Hello, ocean,” you murmur, kicking the water to gently splash it back. “It’s nice to meet you too.”

A quick scan of the shallows revealed no sea critters. Bummer, you were hoping to at least see what a jellyfish looked like—what kind of an explanation is ‘weird-ass blob’?—but you suppose not seeing one is better than an accidental sting. Lifting your skirts up higher, you wade deeper into the ocean until the water reaches your thighs before looking back at the shore.

On the beach, Levi spreads out his spare cloak as a mat underneath a tree. Next to him, his horse, Mercy, sits and takes a well-deserved rest in the shade after a long journey. He then strips himself of his jacket and boots, before folding them neatly into a pile next to your camping packs. He does the same for your cloak and footwear that you’d discarded carelessly earlier, too caught up in excitement. As he loosens his cravat, Levi’s head turns back towards the sea, evidently looking for you, and offers you a little wave.

You wave back enthusiastically. “Come join me!” You call. As fun as frolicking in the water sounds, you don’t want to do it all by yourself.

Another handful of minutes is spent taking off his gear and straps, before he walks out towards the sea. You wait excitedly, as he slows to a stop, just a hair’s breadth away from where the water stops.

Levi rolls up his trouser legs and tentatively tests out the waters with the tip of his toe.

You grin.

“Don’t laugh.”

You purse your lips. “Not laughing.” He’s just so endearing.

He was like this too with the river near the Queen’s Orphanage, where you work as a teacher. One day, Historia took the orphans to the riverbank to play and invited Levi Squad to spend the day off there with her. You’d waded into the water and beckoned him to follow, only to find him standing hesitantly on the riverbank, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. There aren’t many rivers and lakes down in that shithole where I grew up, are there? I can’t swim to save my shitty life, you remember him saying. Eventually, you’d coaxed him into standing ankle-deep in the river, and he’d ended up watching over the children that didn’t want to venture any deeper either. After all, they had all come from the same place he did. On expeditions and even now on this camping trip, Levi uses a bucket and rag to wash instead of submerging himself in rivers or lakes like everybody else does.

“It’s okay.” You say reassuringly. “It’s hardly any different from standing in the river.”

He gives you a very familiar look of exasperation. “Give me a break. I didn’t get into the ocean when I was here with the others, and I still can’t fucking swim.”

“That’s fine. We don’t have to go any further than knee-deep.”

He nods. Despite that, Levi still lingers with his toes barely in the water. Slowly, you get the feeling that his hesitation has nothing to do with his inability to swim.

You purse your lips, holding in a laugh. “I see. You’re scared of jellyfishes, aren’t you?”

He blinks, deadpan. “You’re hilarious. I’m not scared of jellyfishes.”

Your face splits into a grin. “Yes you are.”

“I am not. This is ridiculous.”

“If a jellyfish was to show up right now, what would you do? Hide behind me?”

“If a jellyfish was to show up right now, you’d be the one hiding behind me, just like you do whenever there’s a spider in the house.” Levi crosses his arms and gives nothing away with his expression, but his ears are turning redder by the second.

You give him a teasing look. “Sure, sure.” And even if you did end up being scared of a jellyfish, you know Levi would help you without a second thought. Just like he does with the spiders. “You know, I still have no idea what a jellyfish is. How would I hide behind you if I don’t know what I’m supposed to be hiding from? What even are they?”

“Freaky little fuckers, that’s what they are,” he grouses.

“Okay, well, we’re not going to let a stupid freaky sea creature ruin our fun, yeah? We know that they exist now, and since you’ve seen one, you know what to look out for.” You hold out a hand. “We’ll be okay.”

Levi’s eyes drops towards your hand, clearly debating on whether or not he should take it. He’d been too shy to show any sort of physical affection towards you when Historia and his subordinates were also present, even though everybody was off-duty that day.

Now, though, there is nobody watching.

Just how the both of you like it.

Levi searches your face for a moment, before he quickly snatches up your hands, and takes another step into the water. A new wave rolls in, harder than the rest, and crashes against both of your calves, soaking the hems of his trousers and your skirt.

“See? All fine.”

Still holding onto your hand so tightly his knuckles begin to whiten, Levi scans the waters with narrowed eyes. “Mm hm.”

This won’t do. He’s still far too tense, far too on edge. What you wouldn’t give for him to be able to relax without feeling guilty about it. Concerned, you squeeze his hand.

“Hey. How about we get out of the ocean for a bit? You said we were going to stay here tomorrow for the actual anniversary too, so there’s absolutely no rush. For now, we can walk along the beach as far down as possible and then back up here again. The sun looks like it’s going to set soon too, so it won’t be too hot for us. You won’t have to worry about leaving Mercy alone for a short while, she won’t overheat.”

Bit by bit, the tension seeps out of him as he considers your offer. He squeezes your hand back.

You smile. “Let’s go.”

———

As you walk along the beach, two bright red, shelled creatures make you yelp as they abruptly cutting the two of you off in your tracks, scuttling sideways. You also come across the occasional pretty seashell that Levi offers to hold in his pocket, before eventually stumbling across a strange mass washed up on the sand.

Levi flings an arm in front of you. “Stop.”

“What the—” Realisation strikes you quickly. “Is that a jellyfish?”

He nods stiffly.

“So that’s what it looks like… well, you’re right. It is a weird-ass blob.”

“This one’s triple the size of the one Hange picked up.” Levi informs you in a whisper.

“Um, is it dead? It’s not meant to be out of the water, is it?”

“Don’t know. Don’t think so.” Levi looks back out at the sea, tugging on your hand slightly as he slowly inches backwards. The sun is beginning to set. “Should probably turn back anyway.”

“We could just walk around the poor thing, if you want to keep going.” You offer him a reassuring smile. “But I don’t mind either way.”

He shakes his head, the tugging on your hand growing stronger. “It’s been too long since I’ve fed Mercy. And the sun is setting; we need to set up our tent before dark. Come on, let’s go.”

He’d fed his horse not long ago, but you just suppress a smile of endearment and let Levi eagerly steer you away from the beached jellyfish. You squeeze his hand in comfort, and he squeezes back in thanks.

As the sun sets, the sky burns. Above you lies every shade of red, orange and yellow imaginable. The sight is gorgeous.

But not more so than Levi himself.

You’ve always attested to his beauty, though he’s always quick to say otherwise. But if he could see himself today, alight from the sunset glow, you aren’t sure even he could deny that whatever higher forces are out there took their time shaping every feature of his to perfection.

And he says he’s the lucky one.

As the two of you walk, hand in hand, you both gradually drift sideways towards the ocean, until the two of you walk ankle-deep in water, feeling the sand get drawn in and out under your feet as the ocean ebbs and flows.

Despite his nerves from earlier, Levi had chosen to walk on your left side, the side exposed to the big expanse of ocean. Content to stroll in silence, to simply take in this beautiful feat of nature around you, you notice Levi looking out to the sea every now and then, admiring how the light glints off the waves. Even the curve of his cheek—which is all you can see when his head is turned away from you like this—just fills you with an inexplicable joy. As Levi looks back in front of him to see how much farther the two of you have to walk, you notice his expression is softer, content. Dare you say it: he’s happy.

“It’s really nice seeing you like this.” You murmur, voice barely audible above the breeze.

He looks back at you. “Hm? Like what?”

“Like you’re at peace.”

His breath hitches. At a loss for words, Levi’s pinky curls around yours as he looks back out at the ocean for a moment.

“I have you to thank for that.”

The words are accompanied with an awkward clearing of his throat and a blush so undeniable he could not possibly pin it on the reddish glow of the sunset.

“The last time I was here, it wasn’t like this. It was… All I could think about was…”

He pauses, exhaling harshly, as his feet come to a stop. You come around to face him, taking his other hand. In times like these, you’ve found it’s best to not say anything, to give him the room to gather his words. It’s hard for him to express his feelings and thoughts, and from the small glimpses of his past he’s revealed to you, it’s not difficult to see why. There is no room for vulnerability in the life he leads. And yet, he tries for you. You’re so incredibly proud of him, beyond what your own words could ever express.

“Hange and my squad were having the time of their lives. Armin’s dream to reach the ocean came true. But all I could think about was how everybody who didn’t live to see the ocean should have been there to see it. How much they would’ve loved this place, just like you do.” He swallows thickly. “Then Eren, that brat, he… he goes and ruins the mood for everybody else. He goes and reminds us all of what awaits on the other side of the ocean. As if we could ever forget.”

You remember reading the article about it in the papers. How your blood had gone cold. How faint you felt at the realisation that everything Levi and his comrades fought for, shed blood for, offered up their hearts and lives for, had been for a truth uglier than anyone could possibly imagine.

No. It’s not like you could forget either.

“And if that wasn’t enough, he goes and contemplates what it will take to finally reach the freedom he thought was beyond the ocean. Doesn’t take a genius to figure out what his first thought was.”

You feel sick to your stomach. The hurt and shock on your face must be clear as day to him, for Levi shakes his head and pulls you in closer to him, a hand rubbing your back.

“Fuck, I shouldn’t have told you that,” he says quietly. “Sorry. I just… before today, that was my first and last time seeing the ocean. This time… this time is better.” Voicing it makes him blush once more. He looks away again. “Much better.”

Reeling from his words, all you can do is bridge the gap and pull him in close for a hug. Inside, there is a sinking, sickening feeling that things are only going to get worse for the Survey Corps from now on.

You close your eyes. “I wish this could all be over,” you mumble into his shoulder. He’s warm under your touch. “You must be so tired.”

In response, he holds you tighter, his body melting into yours, and sighs.

———

On your way back, you feel Levi taking quick, stolen glances at you when you’re looking elsewhere. Every time you turn back to look at him, he’s whipped his head in the opposite direction and is looking out at the ocean, presumably to hide his blush.

You grin to yourself, and look in the opposite direction. Beyond the sand lies a more firm, grassy area with those unfamiliar-looking trees just like the ones you left Mercy under. You and Levi quickly agree that once you get back, you’ll go a little further inland to set up camp, since he’s wanting to avoid getting sand in the tent.

In your mind, you replace a patch of the grassland with a cosy cottage facing out towards the sea. You can almost hear the sounds of joyous laughter being carried by the wind: yours, Levi’s, and perhaps a third voice, much younger, much less burdened by the weight of the world.

The two of you make it back to where you started with still some daylight to spare. You give Mercy some water, and prepare dinner from the packed rations, whilst Levi, having proven himself capable since he does this every time he goes on an expedition, walks a little further inland and puts up the tent.

The moment you two crawl inside and lay down your sleeping bags, Levi presses a searing kiss to your lips. It isn’t long before his head is between your thighs, bringing you to the edge. Always willing to give. Your fingers weave through his silken hair, and tears of pleasure—tears only Levi has ever managed to draw from you—sting at the corner of your eyes.

When you come, he comes—untouched. And after the two of you gather yourselves and clean up, he’s looking at you ever so fondly, like he will never get the chance to look at you again.

“If I could give you the world,” you say, pulling him closer (it will never be close enough), “I would.”

“I don’t want the world,” he mumbles, leaning down to kiss you, “I never have. I want you.”

———

Long after you’ve fallen into slumber, Levi lies awake, mind racing.

I want you.

He means it in every sense.

Out on the beach, walking beside you and admiring your breathtaking radiance, he’d come to a realisation he should’ve come to a long time ago: he wants to marry you. The question had lingered at the tip of his tongue the entire way back, but he had managed to hold back on asking you right there and then by looking away, catching his breath, letting his burning face cool with the breeze. He couldn’t let himself ask you in that moment. If he was going to ask you to spend the rest of your life with him, he was going to do it properly, with a ring that shines as brightly as you do.

It’s kind of ironic, how this entire trip to celebrate your two-year anniversary as lovers, would’ve been the perfect time to propose, yet he’d been too slow to realise it until now. He decides that the moment he gets back to the Walls, he’s visiting the nearest jewellers.

He’s always been that way, Levi supposes. It had taken him years after your first meeting at that teashop to tell you how he’d felt, and he almost never told you at all. For so long, he had been convinced this could never be in the cards for him. Everybody he has ever loved meets the same tragic fate, and he’s scared that one day, you will too.

But if you ever do meet that fate, he knows in his heart of hearts he will never regret loving you.

He reaches over to pick up his pocket watch. It’s dark inside the tent, but his eyes have always been keen, and he can make out the positions of the hands.

Fifteen seconds to midnight.

He takes a moment to look down at you in fondness. Your cheek is squished against his chest, soft lips parted to let out slow and deep breaths, your arm loosely draped over his side, legs entangled with his.

Ten seconds to midnight.

He dares to mouth the words. Will you marry me?

As if in response, you snuggle up closer to him with a sleepy sigh.

Three, two, one.

“Happy anniversary,” Levi whispers, heart full, and closes his eyes.

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bleucaesura · 17 days

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STOLITZØ - FIFTY EIGHT

Blitzø sat in bed staring up at the ceiling when he heard a knock at the door. It opened a crack and Fizzarolli poked his head inside.

“Fizz!” Blitzø beamed at Fizzarolli.

“Hey,” Fizzarolli looked around the room. “Is this an ok time?”

“Of course,” Blitzø waved him over. “I sent Loony home to get a proper night’s rest. And Stolas… Actually. I don’t know where Stolas is.” He shrugged.

Fizzarolli closed the door behind him and pulled up a chair by the bed.

“Oz caught him in the hall.” Fizzarolli sat down and made himself comfortable. “Said he had something to discuss with him.”

Blitzø raised an eyebrow.

Fizz waved it off.

“Doesn’t matter. Nothing you need to worry about.”

“Mmk.”

They sat in awkward silence for a time.

Blitzø cleared his throat.

“You look good, Fizz.” He smiled warmly at him.

“You’ve definitely looked better.”

“What? You’re not digging the pharaoh mummy look?” Blitzø pantomimed tossing back voluminous tresses over his shoulders. “Not into head bandages?”

Fizzarolli averted his gaze.

“Not a fan of hospitals.”

Blitzø cringed. “F*ck… I’m sorry… I didn’t me-“

Fizzarolli waved him off. “Really not a fan of seeing people I love, hurt.” He looked down at his hands in his lap.

Blitzø reached his hand out as far as his IV would allow, trying to reach out to Fizz.

Fizzarolli noticed and looked up to meet Blitzø’s gaze.

“Thank you for being here, Fizz.”

Fizzarolli smiled sadly and took Blitzø’s out-stretched hand. “I wasn’t gonna let anyone keep us apart this time.”

Blitzø grinned and fought back tears.

They sat in comfortable silence for a time, holding hands, enjoying this moment. One that had been long overdue.

Blitzø tried to fight it, but a yawn managed to escape.

“You’re tired. I’ll let you rest.”

No…

Fizzarolli went to stand but Blitzø gripped his hand tighter.

Please don’t go…

“Would you stay?” He looked at Fizz, pleading. “Like when we were kids?”

Fizzarolli thought for a moment, then he slid his hand out from Blitzø’s.

“Oh… Right..” Blitzø’s heart clenched, tears welled up in his eyes and he looked away. “You’ve got to get home…”

A moment later the lights in the room turned off, and Blitzø looked back to see Fizz standing by his bed.

“You’re going to have to move over if we’re both going to fit.”

I f*cking hope he can’t see me crying in the dark…

Blitzø scooted as far over as he could and Fizz climbed under the covers on the other side of the bed.

They both shifted until they lay on their sides facing each other.

They chuckled awkwardly.

“Well. Haven’t done this in a hot minute.”

Fizzarolli snickered. “Nope.”

Blitzø noticed Fizz was still wearing his jester hat.

“Aren’t you going to take that off?” He asked off-handedly.

Fizzarolli froze and buried his face in his hands.

Blitzø’s heart jumped into his throat.

“Fizz?”

Fizzarolli looked at Blitzø, silent tears streaming down his face.

“Fizz?! What is it?” Blitzø could feel something was very wrong.

“Blitzø…” Fizzarolli shuddered a sigh.

“Whatever it is…” Blitzø reached out to take his hand.

Fizzarolli covered his face with one hand, shook his head and held up a finger - telling Blitzø to hold on.

“You’re f*cking scaring me, Fizz…”

Fizzarolli sat up. Blitzø propped himself up on an elbow.

“I’ve only ever let Asmodeus see me without this,” Fizzarolli touched his hat.

Blitzø raised an eyebrow.

“But it’s a part of who I am,” he swallowed hard. “And I think I need to be ok letting others get close enough to see… EVERY broken part of me.”

“You’re not broken, Fizz,” Blitzø reached out to him, but Fizzarolli shook his head.

“I know I’m not,” he took a deep breath. “But I’ve still got broken pieces…”

Fizzarolli pulled his hat off and clutched it to his chest in anguish. He couldn’t bear to look at Blitzø.

Blitzø shot upright.

This is MY fault…

“F*ck.. Fizz… I’m so f*cking sorry…”

Fizzarolli started to cry all over again. He tried to hide his face and put his hat back on, but Blitzø grabbed him and pulled him into a tight hug.

“You’re f*cking amazing, Fizz.” Blitzø clutched him tightly. “And don’t worry… Your horns will ALWAYS be bigger than mine.”

The two cried themselves to sleep that night in the same position they’d always slept in as little kids: curled up, touching foreheads and holding hands.

***

Stolas and Asmodeus stood in the doorway to Blitzø’s room and watched Fizzarolli and Blitzø sleep.

“Is this something I need to be worried about?” Stolas whispered to Asmodeus.

Asmodeus smirked and shook his head. “I ain’t.” He looked at Fizzarolli with such love and adoration, Stolas couldn’t help feeling like he was invading their privacy somehow.

Asmodeus looked at Stolas and squeezed his shoulder in encouragement. “I get your reticence. It’ll take time for you two to figure each other out. But I know my Fizzy.” He looked over at the boys and smiled.

“And the fact that Fizzy let Blitzø see him like this” Asmodeus cocked his head so Stolas would look where he was looking - at Fizzarolli’s exposed horns. “Means he’s trusting people again. Trusting Blitzø again. Opening himself up to the idea of family again”

Family…

Stolas’s heart ached. He wanted that kind of closeness with Blitzø. He wanted Blitzø to let him in like that.

“And if my Fizzy trusts him with that kind of vulnerability? I know you can too.” Asmodeus smiled warmly at Stolas. “Hell. I trust the idiot with Fizzy’s life. That’s gotta say something, don’t it?”

Stolas smiled meekly back at Asmodeus. “It does.”

“Good.” Asmodeus clapped him on the back, catching him off guard. Stolas tried not to squawk in surprise.

Asmodeus chuckled.

Stolas shot him a glare.

Asmodeus snorted, tried to cover his laugh, and turned into the hallway. “Let’s go. Give those two some more time to rest. They need it.”

“Yes.” Stolas followed, looking longingly over his shoulder at Blitzø, and how peaceful and content he looked sleeping there, next to Fizzarolli.

If only I could make him feel that safe…

“I suppose you’re right.”

*****

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unidentifiedmammal · 1 year

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Okay i am still procrastinating on a larger/more comprehensive post but heres some of the colors i have so far from lichens, both AM and BWM (Ammomia method, sometimes called ammonia fermentation but there's no actual bacterial activity; then the boiling water method, literally what it sounds like)

I took them under 3 different indoor light sources to try to show the variance of the colors, sadly not the sun as it is hiding behind the clouds as of late

from left to right: first two lavender-like purple are silk, dyed with an fuzzily-ID'd lecanora/ochrolechia like lichen that was AM prepared; the second one used the same lichens but prepared different (second ammonia soak)

the third one is wool using a similar lichen that was also AM prepared, i was almost worried it wouldnt work/i messed up the vat because i set the pH too low but surprisingly it didn't brown out and turned a lovely pink salmon color

the white is the base color of the silk

the fifth one is some french angora rabbit that i dyed using ruffle lichens via the BWM method; a lovely intense orange

the 6th and 8th were dyed with ruffle lichens (BWM) as well a long time ago so i don't recall the details

the 7th was dyed with usnea lichens (BWM) around the same time as 6 and 8

Finally, the last two tiny strings were AM dyed a long time ago and i almost forgot about making them!

Of course, all lichens should be collected from deadfall, not directly from a tree/rock/etc to avoid overharvesting. It's also important to keep chemical safety in mind if you work with ammonia, or even things like alum and vinegar!

All the yarn was spun myself on a drop spindle too, after dyeing the fiber clouds (very technical term i know)

I have more posts i want to make on lichen dyes and the making/using thereof once i get my head screwed back on correctly, specifically some recent shenanigans concerning the first three yarns! the chemical pigment itself, the history, the troubleshooting, etc. Which i think will be very cool

Bonus drop spindle, and a ruffle lichen comparison!

You can even see an orange spot on the otherwise minty slate green of the ruffle lichens where it had started to decompose!

#fiber arts #yarn #eri silk #wool #angora fiber #handspinning #natural dyeing #art #earth skills #crafts #ammonia fermentaion #lichen dyes #drop spindle

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floshoe · 10 months

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reader and flo dated in school and see each other years later at a party? and it’s clear they both still like each other

You've just been wandering around because the friend who brought you to this party kind of wandered off. So now you're stuck alone with your drink.

You think you've been standing around like this for at least an hour before a familiar voice speaks.

"Hey you!" Florence. She shouts over the music as she pulls you in for a hug.

"Hey! Oh my gosh it's been so long!" You squeeze her back and take a look at her. "My how you've grown!"

"What's that supposed to mean?" She smirks.

"You know what I mean."

"Do I, though?"

"Never mind, you seem to be exactly the same," you tease.

She puts her free hand on her chest in fake offense. "Excuse me, I think I've changed quite a bit."

You both laugh and get to talking for a while.

"It's just so good to see you after so long," Florence admits.

"It really is, I missed you."

Florence smiles and you swear you could see her cheeks get a little rosy at the comment. And if you had to be honest it made you happy that you still had that effect on her. You two dated for a couple of years in high school. But after she booked her first job and she got busier; you didn't get to really see her anymore. So, you ended the relationship because you felt that Florence wanted to focus on her career more, which you supported of course, but it still hurt to let her go.

Florence had always felt bad about that, leaving you behind was really hard, but you showed her a lot of support when it came to her performing so it wasn't a surprise when you told her why you were breaking up with her. You told her you didn't want to hold her back, and even though she wanted to disagree, she could see how being together might have held her back. And you didn't want her to miss out on any opportunities because of you.

And seeing you again, more grown up herself, brings up those feelings again. "Want to talk outside?"

You nod and follow her outside.

Since it's quieter you feel a little more awkward without the buffer, but Florence, as always, knows how to fill the silence.

"I wanted to thank you," she tells you.

"For what?"

"You let me go, you supported me in my dreams, and honestly I wouldn't be here without you. And I wanted to thank you for being strong enough to set me free."

You smile, "I did it because I loved you, and you loved performing. It didn't feel right to hold you back from that."

Florence smiles sadly, 'loved'.

"And I'm so proud of how far you've come. And in the end, I'm really glad I did it. You grew into an amazing woman. One, who gets to do what she loves."

Florence reaches for your hand, letting out a shaky breath of anxiety, "And now, that I've gotten to where I am, do you think you could see yourself trying us again?"

You give her hand a squeeze, "I could see it, but you're a very busy woman Florence."

"I know, and I don't want to force you to follow me around the world, but none of this feels worth it unless you're in my life," she admits.

"How about we try this as friends first, I want to get to know this new Flo," you compromise.

Florence nods happily, "I would love to get to know this new y/n/n too."

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<3 Sorry I haven't been posting, hope you enjoyed!

#florence pugh #florence pugh fluff #florence pugh x reader #florence pugh imagine

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laylaisthename · 1 year

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ILW // Here they are! All 7 different end cards you can get in the many many more variations of the niche endings available in the game.

Google Drive Link to the cgs here

I am beyond honored to have been allowed to leave my own mark in the game like this, and honestly never in a million years expected to actually become involved with the game.

Everyone is fine to use these as phone backgrounds but if you do youre legally required to tell me which one is your favorite.

Putting it under the cut for length, but here's a breakdown of each card;

Starting with the Evil!MC end cards, that are lovingly dubbed Judas' Kiss if you stayed with Matty, or Scorched Earth for MC's solo end.

The images really mostly speaks for themselves; the flaming heart, hand in atrocious hand if you chose to share the power with Matthias, but then when you put it next to the solo end is where it got fun for me. The heart is broken, its just you now, but the glowing eyes are smiling. My first time testing the judas kiss route I did not hestiate for a second to hit "kill him"

Next is the death card

I really liked the idea of (if your mc wasnt a huge dick anyway) that they give you a grave outside the cave, something for people to leave Rowan flowers and gifts. A classic grave didnt quite feel like it fit so I settled on a cairn. It felt very fitting with the Power being a respect for nature and such. I set it to be at night, with moonlight streaming down on the grave to give it a melancholic sort of feeling, with the sun charm sunny gives you strung off it, and then placed flowers at the grave to kinda show that people have come by because they care about Rowan. Meanings for the flowers are below and while not canon, I like to think each of the LI's left behind one of them; red roses from Abel, blue violets from Amalia, sunflowers from Lincoln and the marigolds from Joss, though really they were all chosen more generally.

Onto the blood end card! Which I named New Horizons, and not because of animal crossing. A winding road in the mountains at sunset; the road has been long, it has been hard and now youre choosing to move on. Symbolically what i wanted this card to be is that feeling of leaving everything behind. The sun is setting on your old life as you go to embrace the normal life that Blood MC wants so much. Youre on the top road moving around the bend, not sure where life will take you but that's alright, you have the rest of your life to look forward to figure out where you'll go.

Onto my own canon end; the Mixed end!

Lovingly called "Best of Both Worlds" because mixed rowan is playing that hannah montanna life. More seriously; this card in contrast to the blood end is not about leaving everything behind, but embracing what you are. The card itself is set at dawn to contrast this; soft yellows and pinks, morning dew and fog clinging to the forest floor with a streak of Power playfully dancing among the trees. Its the dawn of a new day, seeing everything in new light after the darkness of the past weeks/years rowan spent trying to understand themselves. It's my personal favorite end even if my mc and Linc gotta do long distance for a while. But to me its about accepting yourself; moving on from the grief of losing your family without alienating yourself from your memories of them and embracing that Power side of yourself without being changed by it. The life you built after being ressurected is your own and no one can take that from you.

Next up my almost canon end, that does live rent free in my mind because I love angst.

Closed gate shadow end, Far, Far away (yes this is a shrek/starwars/nerd refrence); its a fairly straight forward card, thought it does have one of my personal favorite little details. This is the second draft I made of it after this scene from Lincoln's shadow goodbye stuck with me; looking up through the trees at the night sky.

I really wanted to hide an eye shaped constellation in the stars but couldnt make it look good sadly :sob: But my favorite little detail are the fireflies and how some of them are cyan; touched by the power Rowan is now again a part of. Not canon, but I like to think these little cyan fireflies come to sit on the LI's heads next they wander too close to the woods (Fireflies by Owl City starts playing).

Shadow end is just. Its so beautiful really. From sharing your experiences with the wisps, how Rowan's wisp has been changed by their time as a person, how despite their grief they are not sad or unhappy, melancholic yes but this is where you want to be. Its a cosmic love, the joy of having lived, coming inside on a cold winter day to find your home warm and inviting, your family waiting for you to tell them about your day. The card itself is a little whimsical, hopeful despite the closed gate that the power will forever be part of the world, even if its been cut off. And this brings us to the other shadow ending card; the flower

Eternal Bloom, a ghostly hand reaching out to hand this flower over to the world, a final gift, a final goodbye. Maybe a promise of "I'll see you soon" but first and foremost, it is a promise of love.

Thats right babes. Its all about Love. Unfading Love.

symbolically there isnt anything hidden in the card, but thats also in part of it at face value telling you all you need to know; its about love! its a gift, for you, to remember me by. You have not forgotten me, and even changed as I am, I have not forgotten you. Rowan's change in personality after merging shadow was sooooo heart breaking tbh but ITS SO GOOD. You found joy in what you were, but its time to come home, take off your coat, hang it up, take off your shoes.

And it is all about love! All these cards (well, not all of them) were for me made from the heart, trying to keep in line for the different themes each end resolves to give the players something to remember each route by.

To anyone that made it this far, let me know which one is your canon card/which card you like best! And im kissing you on the lips I love rambling about my thoughts and if you got to here then you deserve a reward. So.

#ilw #it lives within #it lives within spoilers #art #but seriously i will forever remember these last 4 months #it was soooo much fun seeing my name in the credits #also fun fact! I made male harper's outfit!!!#and reb picked it but i also did the colors for female harpers #we wanted them to match #and i liked the red bc it reminds me of their power fit

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agirlwholovesrockstars · 2 months

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𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑 𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖓𝖊𝖜

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓕𝓲𝓿𝓮

"𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦"

彡 𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 彡

✦ 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 ✦

𝕾𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞 : in the midst of the possible destruction of your kingdom, you listen to your heart and what it wants before it's too late

𝖂𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝕮𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙 : I just hope it'll satisfy you on the right amount 🙏🏻

𝖂𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 : 18+ MDNI‼️Knight!Eddie Munson x Princess!FEM! reader, language, use of y/n, SMUT‼️, unprotected sex, p in v penetration, soft sex, aftercare, slight self-doubt, realizations, big reveal?!? 👀, mentions of brothel, forbbiden love, lost prince, d3ath, reports of missing people, reader and Eddie are both (21), Henry and Jason won't be in this part but they'll be back on the next chapter but still their names will be mentioned!, Enzo, Wayne, Dmitri, Gareth and Jeff reappearance!

𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝕰𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖙 : set in 17th century, dark fantasy, romance, upside down exists, fluff and smut but there will still be angst to this at some points but y'all don't worry because the angst is lighter on this! 🙏🏻

𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖊 𝕿𝖔 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 : I'm so very sorry that I took this long to write the next part because I'm making this perfectly written! I take time to think carefully of what I'm going to do on the next chapter, I'm a college student and also working and I have many personal endeavors, so, I hope y'all understand! 🥺🫶🏻

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗 𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖊 : 2 more chapters left to go! OMG, I am not ready for this to be over! but I'm glad y'all like this universe that I created with my mind and so very grateful to anyone who joining in to my world! 😭❣️

"Eddie!"

"What?"

You're in the pavilion far from anyone who can see the both of you together

You're reading a fantasy book while Eddie is hugging behind you, he moved your hair on the other side to seal kisses on your neck

"It tickles!" You reason with him

He chuckles as he tightens his embrace to you as he nuzzles in aggressively on the crook of your neck causing you to laugh heartedness

You bring yourself to face him as you smile so brightly and he leans down forward to capture your lips for a kiss, you yelped but your eyes softens to his actions

You kiss him back as he holds you closer by the waist

When he pulls back "I'll never get tired of doing that to you all the time" he grins

You bite down on your bottom lips "I feel the same way"

Your smile falters a bit when you remembered that you're going to see Henry

You've been avoiding him like the plague, even after his invitation after the ballroom few days ago, no one knows that's also the same night you kissed Eddie for the first time

You only agree to his invitation when it's about priorities of your people needs or anything that it's related in your kingdom

You're sure enough that you want Eddie

If you say the words now, it feels too soon and a little fast

You just gonna have sometime to really think about it carefully

"Hey, you ok?" He asks softly, immediately holds your cheek and raises it up to make you look at his gaze

You smile sadly as you shake your head as you reached to his hand to where he holds your cheek "I just....I-I just wished we could do this all time without being scared about anyone seeing us"

"Yeah, I wanted that too"

"You do?"

"More than anything, Y/N"

The smile he always wants to see came back on your lips as you hug him and listen to his heartbeat

He tilt his head down as he rests his cheek on top of your head as he pulls you close to his chest

"Your heart beats so fast, Ed's"

He chuckles "It's because I'm with you, sweetheart" he pulled back to kiss your forehead and he tap your nose with his finger, his other arm remained around you

You giggle "Me too"

You both stayed like that for a moment as both of your minds at the same time thinking about everything

Eddie didn't care if you don't have each other in the end, he'll never leave you all alone, he knows you have so many things to dealt with

You already got a lot going on your plate, he doesn't want to be a burden, so, he set his thoughts and feelings aside

He is so willingly to wait for you

He doesn't care how long it takes, he'll wait for you

You wanted to speak about the important information about him so badly

It's like every piece of you is deteriorating every time you're not telling him anything

You feel guilty for keeping it

You don't know why there is something is telling you "not now" when you're about to tell him

You gotta find a way to make up for everything

You can't leave him hanging like this, you just can't do that to him, you'll never forgive yourself if you hurt him because of you

"Later?" You pulled back and so does he as he looks at you, he kissed your cheek

Before he could stand back, you hold his jaw as you plant a soft but yet promising kiss to his lips, it surprises him

"You know where to find me"

You nod as you held his hand as you both laced them together but slowly letting go as you walk away slowly

He smiles as you walk backwards with your book that you ignored close to your chest

The moment you're out of his sight of frame, he sighs sadly

God, he's so attached to you, he couldn't even understand how but his heart really tells speaks for you

He must find a way to get things done

So, that no more unsure thoughts and unspoken words that it will lead him to assume everything

Nothing will ever come out good when you're with Jason, you start marching out of the room and headed to your chambers

Henry, specifically asked you to see him

Not him

It's maddening, really, you have no clue about the missing cases that happening lately

What are they keeping from you?

You seriously need to know all about it before they could make you feel stupid again

You know they did it on purpose to make you feel like that but this time

You won't let them

From your deep thoughts something else caught your eye

A short cream paper is laying beside your hairbrush, you squint at it

You look around as you unfold the piece of paper

"Two childhood royalties are stitched together since the minute they're both born, but different paths crossed as they lost the thread with one another, will they find themselves before the time ends?"

The familiar handwrite, is it Wayne? You gasped

You tried to let him out but he wouldn't let you because it's too late for you to do it at that time

It feels like he already knows about Eddie, Enzo might've been mentioned about him

Eddie did mention to you that Enzo came to him as they look for you

Wayne always does this when you we're both kids, playing which one who'll find him first

He always give notes that there's no way or even indication that says that'll lead you both to him

You....just....both...know it

Your eyes welled up in tears when you finally getting the reunion that you always wanted

It's time for him to know it

"I don't even know what we're doing but I'm game for it" Enzo says as he folds the cream paper into by 4 as he cuts it using a paper knife

"She already read the first one"

"How do you know?"

"I can feel it....in my belly" he used the quill to point at his stomach

Enzo snorts as he shooks his head "I believe in you, man, glad to have you back"

Wayne looks hesitant to ask but he goes with it "What does he look like?"

"Who- oh- Eddie"

He nods as his eyes twinkle to Enzo's words

"He grew up like a great man he is, I don't even recognize him- he is an amazing kid, Wayne"

"Does he mentioned something about me?"

"That's the thing"

"What thing?!?"

"He doesn't even remember about anyone or himself"

"Even Y/N?"

"I don't know the answer to that, but, Gareth and Jeff told me that they met Y/N when she escaped from Jason's guards, they even mentioned that they're going to kill her and marriage-"

"Arrangement"

"Yes"

"So, he doesn't remember anything at all? he's only a teenager when they took him from me"

Enzo shrugs as he collects all of the cream paper and placed it on the table where Wayne is sitting

"I'm afraid, so, but the boys told me that Eddie always tries to remember his lost memory, the only thing that he can recall like really vividly? It's a young girl and he believes that he has a family member"

"Oh god" he crumples the scratch paper in anger

"I'm sure he's with Y/N, he is in good hands" Enzo reassures him as he gives an sympathetic smile

"I hope so, man, god- I hope so" Wayne laced his hands together in front of him as he leans down, shutting his eyes, as he prays for his boy

The most unforgivable that Wayne couldn't face is that he lost his dear nephew

Because of him, they taken him away from him, he hates himself because of his lousy parenting

He blames himself, he swore that he is just there and after a couple of seconds, he disappeared out of the blue

He knows that he is not perfect and he tries his best to be the parent that Eddie deserves to have

The screams and the cry for help from his nephew voice, it destroyed him, he searched far and wide to look for him

Until he has no choice but to look him for you, he grew hopeless when he couldn't do anything to help you that night

He lost his boy

He lost his dear girl, who he treats like his own daughter

It annoyed him when he couldn't figure out who is the cause of everything, who took Eddie?, why suddenly he couldn't remember who he was?!

Who is the culprit?

Who is the source of this madness?

This place was once a spectacle kingdom until it looses it's own life

When Jim goes missing, it's like a domino, everything falls one by one

He's got to have this reunion even just a glimpse or a minute to make himself full once again

To make him believe that there's still life that's left

It just needs a spark to make it alive

That's hope

"You got so drunk that you fell of the chair!"

"No- I did not!"

"Uh, yes, you do!"

Jeff continues to tease Gareth with each other as their mindless friend zoned out as he leans backward on the sofa close at the window

"I'm not dealing with your, bullshit, Jeff!" Gareth picks up his cloak as he exits the room while chuckling Jeff is left behind and about to follow him until he notices his friend

"Eddie?"

"Uh, yeah?" He straightens himself up to look at Jeff

"You good?"

"I'm-"

"Don't lie to me"

Eddie huffs but a smile tugs to his lips

"Just say what you feel about her, man"

"I-I don't know- she's-"

"What? A princess? That's what's stopping you? Do you think she cares for what she is?!?"

He sighs as he leans forward with his hands together "No, she's not, it's just that.... isn't it too selfish to get what I want when all of this chaos is happening at her life now?"

Jeff nods "What if, you'll make it better and easier for her when you say what you truly feel? Like right now, do it!"

He runs his palms through his face as his friend's words are making a point

It is indeed making a huge point

"And also, don't you ever thought about that maybe-"

"She's the mystery girl?"

"Yeah!"

"Get out of here!" He attempts to kick him but Jeff moves aside as he laughs

"Ah- I told you don't lie to me, I always remember that trait from you, if you feel your guts right, it's always right"

"Yeah"

"Y/N, trust you, Eddie, I mean- that girl has balls but when she trust someone like really every inch of you that she's counting on you? She's the real deal, man"

Eddie nods as he smiles gratefully to his friend as he watches him grab his cloak as well

"We're going out for a drink and also dinner"

"Delightful"

Jeff chuckles to his reply "You know, you're always welcome to join us"

"I think I'll rather stay for tonight"

"Sure, take care" Jeff gave him an encouraging smile as he closes the door behind him

Eddie chortled at Gareth's complaints about why Jeff is taking so long

He tossed and turn at the bed as he sits up and watches and listens at the cackles of burning sounds at the fireplace

He flopped back down at the bed as he groans about his mind, body, heart, is occupied of you

He read some books earlier before to clear his mind but nothing seems to turn it off

He removes himself off the blanket, he is now sitting on the edge of the bed

He wonders, if you think about him right now, you told him that you're going to see him later

It's always late at night where you could get together since everyone is asleep and you can sneak in to see each other

But, what if once this all over

What he'll do after?!?

He can't go home without you

Not only he wants you, he needs you

What he would be without you?

Can he survive?

Will you feel safe and sound without his arms around you?

He clicks his tongue as he goes back at the bed laying down on it again like it was minutes ago

You can't fall asleep too

You want to see him again, you told him truthfully that you will see him again

But, Henry forbid you to go out at night since they can't find the people who escaped from the upside down

He told it was dangerous for you to even go outside of your room when you're literally inside of your palace

If someone goes to your mind right now, they'll flee immediately at how your mind runs in the hills of how many you've been thinking throughout the day

Your whole body system is longing for him

You breathe deeply as your heart won't stop screaming for him

You've been twiddling with your thumbs, if you should see him at this hour

You're debating, if he's fast asleep or not

You also wonder if he thinks about you like this

God, you hate this, your face grimaced at it

You had fucking enough of it

You deserve to feel this, it's rare to feel something like this in your life

You remove yourself off the blanket, you reached for your robe and went at your vanity, you grab your hairbrush and spritz perfume on your pulse points

You checked yourself once in the mirror

You smile to yourself, you're not second guessing yourself anymore

As you quietly open your bedroom door

It's a chilly evening, walking towards your secret sanctuary room with barefeet

You take a one last breath as you turn the doorknob as you walked inside

Eddie heard the door clicked open as he sits up fast as he awaits someone at the door, he gasped when his eyes laid on you

He couldn't believe it that you're here

You've done both nights together

But this is far beyond different than those nights that happened

As you closed the door and locked it, you both didn't speak as you remained your eyes at him as you walk closer to him

His breath hitches when you started untying the knot from your robe as you let it fall on the carpeted floor

Your white nightgown is see-through and the neckline is deliciously falling onto the sides as you reached for it to place it back on to your shoulder

He can see the contours of your breasts and your waist

He watches you as you climb on top of him, he swallows nervously as you position yourself

Your nightgown feels so soft and so heavenly fitting to you as his eyes grows heavy at the sight of you

The moment you start reaching at the hem of your nightgown, he fumbles at the blanket and his bottom slacks

You stand up as you slowly sink down at him, he couldn't help but to hold your bare hips while you still holding your ruffled nightgown

He's so big and thick that you whimpered as he groans at how you take him

You hiss at it and the pain and the intrusion that you're feeling as your sopping cunt eating him inch by inch

As you finally sanked down at him all in, you both moaned

You finally let go of the riled up nightgown as you bit your lip at the pleasurable adjustment

You start bouncing on his cock at a slow pace, he grunts as he pulls you close, you gasped when he gives a heated kiss

He taps on your legs signaling you as he moved forward giving you space making you whine as you felt him inside of you as you wrap your legs around him, your throw head back at the sensation

Your eyes are squeezed shut as you ride him, your nightgown fell of your shoulder as Eddie hands goes under your nightgown as it goes all over your body

Touching your waist, kneading at your breasts as he smears love kisses at your collarbones and neck

He holds you close as he bucks his hips as your pace starts to go faster and faster

You moan at his ear as you grind against him

He gasps in shock when he shoots his seeds inside of you, he panicked, you shut him off with a kiss

A lazily smile is sitting on your lips when you also cum with him as well at the same time

He sighs of relief as he continues to fill you up with his load, you hummed in satisfaction

His eyes grew hungrier and he's more confident to hold you tighter by the waist as he pins you down on the bed

You got startled as you giggle as he smiles down at you admiring your pretty face as he runs the sides of his fingertips on your cheek

You placed your fingertips on your lips as he notices it

You licked your lips together as you smile naughtily, he grins as he dives down to kiss you like you both wanted

The way you can feel his lips moving onto yours is such a blissful feeling, it's like the perfect mold together, your lips we're made for each other

He got you distracted by the sweet kiss as you can feel him sheathing his cock inside of you

The kiss is cut off as you begin to withering beneath him, he smirks as he kisses your jawline

He reaches the end of your nightgown as he looks at you for permission, you nod, as he takes it all off leaving you naked on display for him only him

Your long locks of hair are completely disheveled as you both start to pant and building up sweat on both bodies

You remove his blouse as he helps you to take it all off

Even you're absolutely enjoying of how he takes care of you while loving you like this

You smile sheepishly as you both naked together for the first time, he is so god-like with his biceps appearing as he held you to love you like this

He holds your hips as he pounds at you mercilessly, your face contorts in pleasure as you gripping the sheets

Oh, he is so cloud nine at how your cunt swallows him whole at how wet you are that he can easily slide in and out of you

The arousal and your juices are squelching as your bodies making slapping sounds

Your mouth is covered behind your hand as you move your head aside

You're an fucking angel beneath him, not even an angel, a goddamn princess

You thought only his undeniable good looks and charm can make you turn on but when you saw his tattoos completely uncovered for the first time makes your head spin even more

He takes off the hand from your mouth as you couldn't close your mouth hanging open without any sounds that's coming out of it

He intertwines both of your hands as he rolls his hips as he goes deeper and deeper inside of you

Making you realize the spots that he's reaching won't let you stop from moaning

It became a higher pitch when he laced your fingers tighter as he slip on and off at you at a brutal pace

Gosh, he is relentless and ruthless, the way he moves at your velvety walls is making your head spun as you start to clench around him

Your breasts are jiggling as he kisses you sloppily yet so lustfully as he grabs your breasts as you throw your arms around him making him rest at the crook of your neck

He thrust once more as you screamed harder, you're both breathing heavily when he gave you another best orgasm of your life

Your body jerked up as he pulls back to look at you, he smiles as he leans down to kiss you again

You both looked at each other while having a silly fit of giggles

He carefully pulls out of you as you winced, he covers your body with a blanket, he takes a sanitized cloth as he cleans you up

The midnight is so peaceful and quiet as you looked outside at the window, even just for a moment, you feel contented at this

You blushed at his actions as he purses his lips together in concentration making sure you're clean enough

It's making you emotional too, he really does care for your well-being

He lets you borrow his blouse for the night as he stays in with his slacks as he lays beside you

You rest under his shoulder as you lay your arm on top of his stomach on the side

One of you has to say something, but someone needs to make the first move

"Are you-" you're both in synch as you crack up a laugh

"I'm okay, if that's what you're asking, Ed's" you say with a lingering smile on your face

He nods "It's so unbelievable that you're here right now, Y/N"

"My first and my great experience of an orgasm, really"

"What?"

"Yeah"

"How did you do that, Ed's? I just feel so good"

He became a flustering mess as his cheeks turned red "You're a-also my first, Y/N"

"You're bluffing!" You poke his sides as he chuckles

"No- I am not!" he defends himself

"Well, it's such a long time ago before I even met the guys, I was travelling and I stopped by for a meal and I picked up and learned some info at a brothels before but I didn't do anything at that time"

His words are so honest without anything making you feel mad

"Oh"

"Since it's your first, wait- did you get hurt?!"

"Yes, it hurt but not so much at all"

He kisses the top of your head as he runs his hands at your arms up and down

It went silent for a bit as you ask him again

"Eddie?"

"Hm?"

"Why didn't you get a girl in there?"

He looks back at you "I wasn't looking for it and never did think of it, I don't know why but it doesn't feel right to me like there's always someone that is made just for me, so, I waited"

Oh, don't you just love him even more?!?

"Not even an admiration to someone else before me?"

He chuckles "Y/N, I don't have time for those since I lived at the upside down, did you think that I have time for those kind of stuff?!?"

"No" you whisper

"Besides, even when there's no upside down I'll still wait for the right girl for me"

You don't even notice your tears are now falling from your eyes as he felt it on his chest, you became overwhelmed at his underappreciated wonderfulness

He sits up as you reach at the blanket

"W-What- I'm"

"Don't be sorry, Ed's" you sniffle as you smile with tears on your eyes

"I'm just so unexplainably happy right now" you laugh as you continue to sob

He smiles as he wipes your tears using his thumb as he kiss on your lips and cheeks

Before he can even stop himself, the words fall out from his lips

"Y/N, I can't search for the right words to tell you how I feel"

You gulped as your eyes starts to well up again

"God, it's you, Y/N, you make me feel whole and as I am, I love you"

You're stunned completely, your eyes went through all over his face, his chocolate brown eyes speaks the same thing

Your tears streaming down at your face

"I have loved you from the moment I saved you"

You have no other choice but to kiss him again, he cups your jaw as he kisses you back

You both fall back down as you stare with one another

"I don't wanna fall asleep"

"Why?"

"This might be a dream"

"You think I'll vanish?"

"Yes"

"I won't, Y/N, I would never"

"You won't?"

"I will never make you feel hurt by anything"

He reassures you as he pulls you by his side as his scalp soft massages circling motions helps you fall asleep as you drift away

Eddie smiles to himself and to you as you sleep peacefully, he can feel his eyes tiring as he goes to sleep

He stirs up at airy morning as he starts to search with his hand and when he felt the cold empty bed, he opens his eyes wide as he worries and sits up on the bed

"Woah, woah, calm down- before you can hurt yourself, Eddie!" You reappeared before he can look on the other side

He let out a heavy sigh as he embraces you, you lean down to kiss his shoulder "I'm here" you whisper softly

He notices you're still wearing his blouse with your robe on top of it, he smiles

You pulled back as you kiss him on the cheek, he smiles as you showed him your breakfast tray

"I sneak outside before the sun shines to get it" you shyly said as you flick your hair

He tucks your hair behind your ear as he holds you by the tip of your chin to kiss you on the lips "What a perfect morning" you giggled

"I was there by the window, I didn't want to wake you and I also don't wanna eat alone, so, I waited for you" you shrug as you scrunch your face with a dazzling smile

He caresses your cheek with his thumb as he looks deep into your eyes, your gaze softens

You both eat together on the small table near at the window as you share the same teacup, it's bacon, scrambled eggs, toast and bowl of strawberries and blueberries with cream on the side

You never eaten any food with such happiness, he feels the exact same way

It's the same giddy feeling that you felt when you had your first meal with him

When that's done, you don't wanna leave just yet, so, you both get cuddle up by the fireplace on the sofa

As you lay on top of him while wraps his arms around behind you

"Are you gonna keep my blouse so I'll stay naked?" His tone sparks mischief

"Maybe" you tease him

He tickles your sides as you protest "Stop!"

"You're so pretty, my pretty princess" he whispers to your ear as he makes loud kiss noises on your shoulder and your cheek

Your eyes flashes with sadness not because you're with him, it's because he still didn't know after all this time, not even realizing it

You peel yourself off of him as his smile never left on his lips

You blink too many times for not turning up the waters on your eyes as you smile at him

You graze your fingers on his long bangs as your eyes halted at the familiar scar on his forehead

You pursed your lips together as you flush down on him, he chuckles slightly

You bring yourself to face him again

"Eddie, I wanna tell something about you"

His demeanor became focused on you, his eyes are so comforting and safe as he sits up properly and holds both of your hands

Your eyes flit back on his scar and back to him

"There's this young boy that I grew up with, he is so kind, thoughtful, courageous, wise beyond his age, my nemesis at swords fight" you chuckle lightly at that as he listens carefully

"Most importantly, he's the only boy that has a heart like no other, so selfless and a gentleman, we didn't talk much because he's building himself to become a well respected lord on his place" you paused as his forehead creased at your story

"But everytime he came to visit, even just for a while, I didn't forget those moments of how beautiful his characteristics are and he treats me like the way that princess needs to be treated, it's also the very first time that I ever felt like a princess" your eyes shines with so much loveliness

You scoot closer to him, you didn't miss the way his eyes are suddenly are covered by a cloud as his mood changed

"I didn't courted anyone, even my suitors, I am displeased with all of them because I have found my prince"

His eyes snapped back at you as his eyes pleads for you

"It's you, Eddie, you're my prince, you're that boy that I grew up with" your voice cracks as you couldn't stop holding back your tears anymore

As his eyes are rimmed with tears as he lets them fall in front of you, he is appalled, his eyes searches on your face to find more answers and the fact you chose him

He felt his heart jumped out of his body

He laughs in belief slightly "So, it was you all along?! I was right?!"

"You knew?!"

"My vision is not so clear but I was certain that it's a young girl and I know that I still have a-"

"Uncle"

"What?"

"Uncle Wayne, he's friends with my father, trusted advisor"

"I have an uncle?!" he saids so happily as he falters again quite a bit

"Where is he?"

"Eddie, I tried to help and get him out but I was running out of time, I was in the dungeon"

He squeezes your hands as he realized something again the other day "I-I saw him"

"You did?"

"Briefly, no wonder why my heart tugs for him, it's immediate connection that I felt once I saw him that's when I was out looking for you but I hid since you're with Henry at that time"

"Oh"

"I'm a prince?!"

"Yes, you are, Eddie, I know Wayne couldn't forgive himself for what happened, god, someone took you from him, Eddie, I was so heartbroken"

"You are?"

"Of course, you're the only one that I ever loved since the beginning, I didn't realized it at that time but when we reunited again and my memories flooded back to me after the accident, the feelings never faded it's still there"

"The scar?" He lets go one of his hand on you, as he reaches it to touch it

You chuckled at the memory "We we're 14 at that time, you're going to give me this unique but delicate flower but it's hanging from a tree, which is so high, you climb it nicely, the thing is that you succeed taking it but you tripped and fell over and hurt yourself on the branch and hit your forehead first, you we're bleeding and-"

"you scolded me for being careless but still you aided me after the incident" he laughs as your eyes go big

You gasp in shock "Yeah, that's what happened!" You giggled

"Wayne is mad at you that he forbids you to talk to me for a whole day!"

"With a freaking bandage on my forehead" he pauses and even him surprised that he can say what happens next with him trying to guess

"And whenever I walked down the halls, my eyes are always glue to you" he adds and you nodded at him aggressively

"The only interaction that I can give was just a small wave" you tried to reenacted at the old memory as you both burst into laughter

When your both of your laughter's died down "It's the odd sense of comfort, Ed's, it feels so natural whenever I'm with you"

He exhales as he tilts his head at the side as he kisses you lovingly, you cup his cheeks as you both kiss each other, you mewl and his hands goes under your robe and his blouse

Knowing that you're naked underneath

He holds your waist as you start moaning into his mouth as he smirks when his fingers runs through your dripping cunt, you gasp at the action, he pushes his index finger inside as you look down and position yourself, he grunts at his fingers that you're clenching on him

He pushes another finger inside, you support yourself by placing your hands on his shoulders, he slides in and out and his finger reaches that soft spongey spot that making your head fall back as he fingerfucks you

He removes the knot from your robe, as he dives into your chest, you moan and tug at his hair

He curls his fingers up once more and he starts scissoring you, you start grinding against his finger as you pull him closer to you

You slapped your mouth in a cry of pleasure as you release and squirted on his fingers, you breathe heavily as you flash him a lopsided smile

Pride swells on his chest, proud that he's the only one and first to see you fall apart for him, he's so lucky he got to hear those noises and unholiest sounds that you make

As your legs tremble as you calm down from your high, your eyes widen when he licked his fingers cleaned off that once inside of you, he hums at your sweetness

"Lovely dessert" he makes his classic antics

You chortled as you push him playfully by the chest "Eddie!"

You look at the window, you notice is getting noon already, you really don't want to leave

"I should depart now"

He frowns but you needed to go back before they found out that you're missing again

You stood up as you reached out to grab your discarded nightgown but you're undressing behind him

"Can I watch?"

You craned your neck to look at him, you smile "Yes"

You turn around at him, standing in front of him as you move closer as you start removing your robe first and took off his blouse and gave it to him

You appear naked again for him at the third time

Wow, you're literally out of this world

The way his eyes rakes all over your body, it's not disrespectful, but he's taking you in and drinking you in admiringly with a sign of contentment on his eyes

He grumbles making you jumped at his action as he pounce at you after you're done putting on your nightgown making you both fell down on the bed

You laugh as he kisses you all over again

He helped you sit up on the edge of the bed as he picked up your robe on the carpeted floor, he helps you to get on it as you muttered a small thank you as he dresses himself as well

"Eddie"

"Yeah?"

"Be careful"

Small words yet holds a deeper meaning judging by your tone

Eddie looks at you waiting for you to elaborate as you let out a defeated sigh

"It's Henry-"

"Did he hurt you?!"

"No, no, but- I think he might be"

Before Eddie can angrily reply, you dismissively wave your hand at him

"Eddie, he's-" you shut your eyes for a second as you couldn't recognize your small voice

"I don't think he's a human"

He furrows his brows as his eyes looked directly at you "What do you mean?"

He felt that you flinched slightly as you try to remember the memory, he holds you close

"I-I'm sorry, I- he- he almost killed Jason some nights ago, knocking him unconscious he has this force just by using his hands, it's so powerful" you start shaking and Eddie notices it as he held you it calmed you down

"I don't want to lose you again, Eddie" you hug him again as he smiles down at you

"You believe me? don't you?"

"Yes, I do, Y/N, with upside down existing and those monsters? I mean- anything that is unlikely to be real can be real at this rate"

You nodded at his words, he's right, anything is possible since upside down happened

"I fear they might be hiding something else from me"

Eddie nose flares in anger as he remained his arms around you

"I think so too"

Your eyebrows quirk in interest as you await for him to reply

"Remember when they inspected the house in the upside down? Jason, he always throws this words to me that I can tell that he has a secret"

"A deep dark secret"

He nods "Don't you think they're the main reason?"

"Of what?"

"Why everyone suddenly disappeared with no explanation?"

"They might be, but we're not sure of it too, since we don't have evidence"

You scoff "They're number one suspect on my list"

Before he can reply, Jeff and Gareth are banging at the door, you jumped at the sound as you quickly swing the door open as you unlock it

"Hey, Eddie-"

Jeff darts his eyes to you and to Eddie

"Oh" Jeff looks at you from up and down as he enters inside

He saw the messed up bed

You covered up your face in embarrassment as you giggled

"Oh" his eyes are glint with a knowing look as Eddie rolled his eyes at him

Meanwhile, Gareth's mood is a total wreck as he keeps on waiting to get in

But he saw you and Eddie as he went in, he uses his foot to close the door behind him

Somehow, the presence of you, his attitude changed

"Good day, Y/N"

"You too, Gareth" you're surprised to his genuine greet to you

Jeff tears his eyes away from you and Gareth as he gave Eddie the same cream paper

"Someone slip this note under our pint last night"

"Beware, beware, there's a traitor on the loose, the two young lovers can they make their way to peace, justice and harmony once again? Could they be with their friends and family like it was before? Hope and Faith is the only way to survive, be strong, young ones"

Eddie reads it carefully as he thinks, why does suddenly felt that this note is written by his Uncle?

You noticed the cream paper as you reached for it, Eddie gave it you

The moment you finished reading it your face is horrified

"Dmitri" you say plainly but you're also confused

Why is Wayne giving you a warning to a person that your father trusted so much?

"What?" Gareth comes closer to where you all circled around together

"I also received a note like this too, just recently, I think Wayne is giving hints to where to find them him and Enzo"

"From what I know is that Enzo, Wayne and Dmitri are the only ones that are very close to my father, I just don't get it why all of the people? Why Dmitri? It's seems too impossible since I can't even imagine how Dmitri will betray us"

"Maybe he snitched on you, Y/N, or they find out something about him" Jeff spoke as he turns to look at Eddie who light up at the recovering memory

"Listen up" Eddie clasps his hands together as he smiles cheesily

You, Jeff and Gareth looked at him in anticipation

"I think I know where to find them"

#Spotify #eddie munson #stranger things 4 #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie x fem!reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson series #eddie munson supremacy #eddie munson smut #agirlwholovesrockstarsfics

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starstruck-cupid · 1 year

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The Sweater

Part 6 of Unnamed Charlie fic. Final part

Kirby x reader at end

(edit: name change. Formerly unnamed)

A/n: I hope this is an okay ending. It isn't what I envisioned but I suppose it's close. This is the finally part of the Charlie x reader. I'm thinking of doing a continuation with Kirby x reader set in the 6th movie.

TW: mentions of stabbing, harm towards reader, smoking. I think that's it?

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After a few minutes, I go to find Charlie. Waking up the stairs, I call him, Jill, and Trevor. No answer. Finally I find a bathroom. I walk in, crack the door, and light a cigarette. Analyzing myself in the mirror, I don't realize Charlie is behind me. I feel a hand on my back. It makes me jump and I look up.

"Oh, hi"

He doesn't say anything. He grabs the cigarette and puts it out using the sink faucet. I turn to face him.

"Are you okay?" He's making me anxious.

Still no answer. The look in his eyes is unrecognizable. It's empty but loving at the same time.

"I'm sorry, bunny." His eyes may not be genuine but his words are. "I don't have any other choice. If I don't do it, if I don't make it easy and painless, she will, and she won't be nice."

"Charlie, what are you-" I feel a sharp pain in my stomach. His arms wrap around me

What's happening?

It hurts. Everything hurts. Everything is spinning. I look down.

He stabbed me?

"Char?" Looking at his face, my eyes welled up with tears. "I-" I can't get it out. Everything hurts. My lungs are burning.

"Shhh. Don't say anything. It'll be over soon, princess."

I can't stand anymore. I slowly start to slip down to the floor. Charlie keeps a firm grip on me the whole time, making sure my fall is calculated.

"I loved you" I finally managed to get it out. The thing I've been trying to tell him for days. I finally worked up the courage to do it today, and he stabbed me.

It's almost like I can see his heart break through his eyes.

"It had to happen this way." Not even an I love you too.

I can feel tears sliding down my face as I see Charlie reach into my bag. I didn't realize he had it. Pulling out my walkman, putting in my favorite cassette, he places the earbuds in my ears.

I hear Jill call out his name. I don't have the energy to tell her to run. He didn't say anything else. He just leaves. I don't have have the energy to cry

I don't know how long I sat there. I know 5 songs played. Sometime during the 5th, a police officer walked into the bathroom, gun drawn. Realizing it was just me. She quickly puts the gun down and rushes to me.

I don't remember what happened after that.

I woke up in a hospital. Kirby in a wheel chair next to my bed.

"How'd you get here?" I ask her with a weak voice.

"I snuck over." She said with a smile.

"He got you too?" The thought of Charlie being behind all of this makes me tear up again.

Kirby weakly sits up, needing against the side of my bed.

"Yeah." She said sadly, wiping the tears away from my eyes. It was the first time I've heard her anything but happy.

"Will you lay with me?" She nods, pushing down the assistant rails. I sit up a bit, helping her climb into my bed. For a while we lay there, wrapped in each other's arms.

~2 month time skip~

Everything was back to normal. At least for the rest of Woodsboro. For me and Kirby, it wasn't. We were recovering, but it was slow. All of our friends were dead and it was our friends who did it. I'm not sure if we'll ever be completely normal again. But we have each other.

I'm not sure what we are, but we've grown very close. We're planning to move in together once high school is over. We're getting as far away as we can. She decided she wants to join the FBI. I fully support her and I'm willing to go wherever she needs me.

For one in my life, I am both content and calm at the same time. I'm not sure if I'm happy, but one day I will be.

#charlie walker #charlie walker x reader #kirby reed x reader #kirby reed

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(sorry for how long this is, I swear I tried to keep it short pfft)

Hi Day! I didn’t really know where to ask this, sorry in advance if this is the wrong place or something completely out of your wheelhouse. I know you have your ‘RanbooStartingSoon’ YT channel where you upload starting soons and on occasion vods that are missing from the official vods channel (like the missing LA vod, tysm for that btw !!) so you seemed like the best person that I could ask about this;

Yesterday I was looking for a couple vods of Lethal Company from November, because I missed seeing them at the time and had never gotten around to seeing them- I wasn’t in a rush because I thought “well they’ll be on the vods channel!” but looking through I realized they’re totally missing from there, along with quite a few other vods from November- they’re still on twitch right now, but won’t be much longer.

The missing vods as far as I can tell are: the Thief Simulator 2 vod (which I think will be gone off of twitch tomorrow, Jan 19th if I’m not mistaken) the LC vods “THIS COMPANY SURE ISN’T NON LETHAL!”, “the lethalist of companies, the best of people”, and “2 years of having EYES (LETHAL COMPANY WITH HUGE LOBBY LATER!)”, along with the VR Kayaking vod, the “planning the project fundraiser subathon” vod, and the “absolutely massive announcements” vod. The vods from after the subathon are also missing, but I’m assuming (hoping) that those will be uploaded to the official vods channel soon, although the oldest of them is already 23 days old so I don’t know.

There's other vods from before these missing, like the RGBtrio PayDay stream and Streamer's Court, but those aren't on twitch anymore so I'm assuming those are just lost sadly.

Basically, I was wondering if you’d consider uploading the missing vods at all? I imagine you probably never planned to upload that many vods, so I completely understand if it’s too much of a hassle and you can’t/don’t want to. And again, my apologies if this just isn’t in your wheelhouse, so sorry if I was a bother.

Regardless, thank you for your time and thank you for all the updates you do! Hope you have a lovely timezone <3

hi there!! yeah I’m very painfully aware of how far backed up the vods channel is, it causes me stress daily LMAO. there’s already vods that have fallen off twitch that haven’t been uploaded, but I’ve been assured by the twitch vods manager they’ve been saved so i have to trust.

i try not to upload anything that is definitely going to be uploaded to the vods channel, because i don’t like taking away from the traffic to official channels, and i also am working with the tiniest hard drive known to man and just. don’t have the space to download full streams most of the time :(

i do have plans to upload both of the alt streams just because I’m paranoid but believe me, I’m just as stressed and i hope that when ranboo gets back from their break the channel picks up again because we are over 2 months behind now and i Don’t Like That as the resident media preservation freak

but thank you for reaching out, maybe I’ll change my mind if I can figure something out, but for now I’m just praying that the vods channel manager knows what they’re doing 😭

#guh im so stressed #I’m also fighting my own very busy schedule to try and find time to upload starting soons and they keep catching up to me #I do still have the ghost starting soon downloaded from the nov national ranboo day stream that was muted #that will go up soon promise #not updating ranboo #updatingranboo ask

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hellfiresmanicfae · 6 months

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Vampravenwolf

I’m not soft

Hello, this is the first Wednesday Fanfic I’ve written and actually posted. Please forgive me if this sucks or there are any errors I wrote this in the span of an hour and I have not posted an fanfics I have written online in years.

This is based on the idea of Wednesday Enid and Yoko dating inspired by @caitlynskitten featuring baby Wednesday. (She is baby)

Wednesday walked through the halls of Nevermore with her plush raven tucked away safely in her bag. The petite girl was on her way to her last class of the day, which was sadly on the other side of campus far away from her two girlfriends classes. As she glided through the halls she caught a piece of two student’s conversation, a conversation that happened to be about her. She then paused her journey to class in order to eavesdrop on the conversation in which she could make out the words

“Wednesdays gone soft”. And while the girl knew it to be somewhat true the raven was under the impression that she was only soft with Yoko and Enid, she didn’t think anybody else would have picked up on the matter. The gothic girl wanted to be good for her mommy and daddy, however she also couldn’t just let this go and let people continue to think such things about her. In her mind it was settled she would be doing something about this. She was normally very calculated in her revenge plots, but this was a more impulsive revenge plot, no planning and maybe not the best way she could have gotten the outcome she desired, however in her mind this needed to be taken care of immediately. With little to no planning she made her way over to the two gorgons when they had their backs turned to her. When she was standing behind them, whispering random words in Latin. The two boys were rightfully startled be her presence and began freaking out trying to get her to tell them what was going on and what she was saying.

“just a basic curse, have a dreadful day” she said monotonously before finishing her journey to class. It wasn’t a real curse she just wanted to inflict fear in them giving them a bit of lasting paranoia.

“That should take care of it” Wednesday thought as she sat down at her desk. About ten minutes into class her internal celebration was cut short when she was called into Principal Weems office. The young raven made her way to the principal’s office taking a seat in her usual chair in front of Weems desk.

“Really Wednesday, a curse you know I really thought you had been making amazing progress in accepting your Nevermore family, then you pull this stunt, I am very disappointed in you”

Wednesday could feel the tears forming behind her eyes, but pushed them back or she would just be proving the gorgon’s point.

“He called me soft” Wednesday said her voice slightly cracking.

“That’s no excuse miss Addams you put a curse on two of your classmates, there is no excuse for that” Weems exclaimed pacing back and forth through her office.

“Well you can relax, I didn’t actually curse them I just wanted to scare them” Wednesday fired back.

“God Wednesday, you can’t do that, you need to learn your actions have consequences”. At that point Wednesday could no longer hold back her tears, as she began sobbing. All she could think about is how disappointed her mommy and daddy are gonna be in her. Weens had seen Wednesday cry a few times but was still not used to it. She knew the only way to calm the crying raven was to call Enid and Yoko to her office, however the shapeshifter was hesitant to do that after the threats she faces from the vampire and werewolf last time she made the young seer cry. She pushed back her fear, being that the wellbeing of her student was more important. Weems then called both girls to her office as she awaited their arrival she sat down next to the dark girl who was now hugging her beloved raven plush, while rocking back and forth.

“Wednesday will you look at me” Weems says. The small girl halts her rocking slowly looking at the tall women.

Weems then proceeds to tell the much smaller girl “ given that you didn’t actually curse that you didn’t actually curse the two boys, I’m gonna let this one slide, but next time I hear about you doing anything like this you will be given detention, and just for the record I don’t think you’ve gone soft your just evolving”

Wednesday sniffled quietly before saying “so I assume you’re gonna tell the two gorgons they are not cursed”.

Weems took a minute to think over her options before saying “No, I don’t think I will, but if you do this again I will be spilling your little secret about these curses”

“But why?” The pale girl asked.

“Because I’m rooting for your success and I don’t think telling those boys is going to help your success and as long as there not really cursed there’s no harm In not telling them, hopefully it will discourage them from talking behind peoples backs and other students from trying to mess with you” Weems said.

At that moment Enid and Yoko showed up.

“What’s going on, is she okay?” Enid said trying to mask the worry in her voice.

“I think everything is okay now” Weems responded.

At that point the bell releasing the rest of the students from their last class of the day rang.

May I ask what happened, why is Wednesday in your office” Yoko asked.

“Wednesday had overheard two students taking, and long story short she heard one of them say she was going soft, so she thought she would take matters into her her own hands and make them think she put a curse on them, but everything is fine, nobody was harmed and no curses were made, and Wednesday is not being punished unless this kind of thing occurs again so the tree of you are free to go and enjoy the rest of your day”

“Okay, thank you Miss Weems, we’ll get out of your hair now”. Enid said.

“Come on baby” Yoko said calling her girlfriend over. Wednesday then gets up and runs over to her two girlfriends grabbing both of their hands and making their way out of the office and back to their room. As soon as the door closes Wednesday starts crying saying “I’m sorry, I just don’t want people to think I’m soft.

Enid comes up to the shorter girl hugging her from behind, while Yoko cups Wednesday’s face in her hands making the small girl look up at her.

“Mommy and I know you don’t want people to think you’re soft but you can’t pretend to curse someone, or really curse someone or anything of the sort. Since when do you care what people think about you, you can’t let what people say get to you. You are amazing, strong, and beautiful and nothing anyone says about you will ever change that or anything about who you are, just be true to yourself you know the real you, I know the real you, and mommy knows the real you and that’s what matters.” Yoko says.

“Daddy and I love you little raven, whether your weak or strong cause to us no matter what you will be perfect.” Enid says reassuring Wednesday and backing up what Yoko had said.

#vampravenwolf #wednesday #little raven #baby Wednesday

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Oh heck, my apologies (for not proofreading and/or being specific)

I was thinking more about like how do you figure out lighting, colour picking and the methods you use to finish up a piece. I was also really curious about your favourite anatomy tips and how you do so many dynamic poses.

Uhh tl;dr

I am fuckin stupid and I'm sorry

Lighting, colour picking, methods for putting the colours down, anatomy tips, and how do you do dynamic posing so well??

I only draw busts and it's making me mad :D

HMM lets see: I don't color pick unfortunately, it's not a method I use so I can't help u there sadly. As for lighting and shading, I don't really use any tutorials but I just apply the same types of questions to it that I would to any other part of my work while drawing, which are broad question types like : - where is my light source - is this piece calling for any unique light source? (universal/generic lighting is just fine to keep using!) - how MANY light sources do i have, and what are their distances to my figure - what's the MOOD of the piece, is dramatic lighting necessary - if im just here to have a bop and do an art what light source do I want to play with for practice If it was something like a more polished and finished piece I'd definitely be thinking on these questions harder, or multiple revisions and potential references would be pulled up. But normally for references I just refer to my memory of shows that I've seen, since it's a LOT of visual library, and animated or live action, light source is heavily calculated. So you'll get a good display of these ranges you can apply. Lately I've been watching The Bad Batch and I'll always recommend that and clone wars as good examples of environmental lighting, especially given the style of animation they do with how shapely their figures are. It's a good simplified breakdown of the planes of a figure, so paired with their hard lighting choices u get an even exaggerated easier format to look at for guessing light source. (very reminiscent of comics like the more stylized/cartoon you get in art the more u can push and pull these dynamics. or like easier to spot then live action)

SO UHH, im disclaimer: not in any industry and im sure gonna be missing some terminology, but I just nabbed some random images off the google of bad batch to show case a few broad categories of lighting:

Multiple light sources are ur most common type, and to me the most fun especially when it's like Two light sources. U can often play with the fun lighting types like rim lighting, u often have a warm side and a cold side for contrast/directions sake. The distance of the light determines how sharp or broadly lit something will be, and the size of the light can determine how much of that light hits the figures. So Omega here is surrounded by the lights on their ship, there's likely a very broad top light that's gently lighting the entire area, but the reds and blues of the buttons and screens around her are what's shaping the figure more dramatically. You can see the blue is coming from the top/behind her, where the red is more in front/bottom side to her, since it's the way she's facing and looking at you/the viewer. The second one, still on their ship, features the more broad top down lighting, but the screens in front of them are more important as they're all facing it. both lights in this image are broad wide lighting, so there isn't much of a sharp focus.

COMPLEX LIGHTING to me usually just means 'there are many light sources of greatly varying distances and brightness' or that there's a lot of figures in the image so it's got a lot more to organize so that the whole image may look readable at the end. You get a lot of environmental lighting for these types, meaning like hey the SUN is one of ur major light sources. it is super fucking bright but it is also FAR away, it's lighting EVERYTHING. and closer to sunset/sunrise u get more direct, highly saturated light from it because of the angle it's often shining- there's a lot to play with for just an outdoor lighting! The three images I picked here are a more morning shot, a mid day shot, and an evening shot. Talking about the angle of the sun especially at the last image with the grookey on Omega's shoulder, which casts a shadow over her and her friend. But her friend is positioned in a way so that she's not entirely over shadowed, because we're here to look at all three figures, and their faces matter in this shot. VS the middle images which is more about the scene/setting as a whole, and the figures are all more or less equally lit/shaded according to just standing in bright daylight.

there's also this fun lighting type, singular light sources can usually add a WIDE RANGE of emotion to the piece, depending where you flash the light. You've probably seen tons of light study gifs or shots where a face is shown with one light passing around their entire face and it highlighting the different planes that illuminate based on where the light is. So the first image, the classic Morticia Addams eye drama light, is focused hard on the figures, and what they're looking at. The second image of crosshair is another type of foreboding emotion, but instead with the eyes in the dark. Singular light sources aren't always for drama or asking you to focus on one specific thing but I feel like end of the day, the sharper and closer the one light source is, the more the artist is usually asking you to focus on the scene for. There's also some examples here of multiple light sources being used for the same storytelling dramatic effect. There's crosshair's entire front lit up to focus on not just him but by extension the rifle he's holding, with a backlight to catch the edge of his helmet and the barrel, because those are where we want you to look. They're the most important parts of the image, and they wanted to make lighting appropriate for reading that. With the last image there's what's his face (bro i forget my b) looming over him in a common type of dominant lighting. With how the lighting is assigned to this scene his face is shadowed, vs crosshair's who is partially under that shadow. IDK IM RAMBLING NOW i doubt this is the concise easy to read tips anyone's asking for sorrY I am not a teacher. IN SHORT FOR LIGHTING I JUST think about shows I've watched. I won't go into anymore but I think a GREAT example of super well done lighting in all categories of art are the John Wick films. They're both lively, highly direct, and superficially colored to fit the mood of each character and scene. I'll suck these movies dicks i'm obsessed:

Anatomy I always generically recommend people continue loose study/education from skeletal and muscular anatomy cause if you can build a figure from the inside out, the surface is going to be loads easier. And then when I'm too lazy to look up any muscular break down cause I sure don't remember every part at every angle I kind of just fudge it which is super common, like how many of us draw an ear correctly to it's bends and shapes. I sure as hell don't I just like to draw them the way I'm familiar with lining it (unless it's some really polished piece) cause end of the day my ear is still getting interpreted as an ear. So If I can't recall which muscle overlaps the other given a certain angle I just take a guess and usually it's not something blaring if I threw it down confidently enough. Studying not just muscle though, but how all body types sit and tense and move is crucial. Like fat is obviously going to have a much different type of hang and sit on the body, and then there's deciding how much fat to muscle you want on a figure. There's also skin to consider- older skin is looser, scarred skin has a tighter more custom pull to the areas, skin otherwise is just a big elastic band around ur body. So when that becomes overstretched or cut in any irregular way it's going to have a much different look to the muscles and bones it wraps around. Muscle reference I don't have anything specfic to refer other then using actual anatomy charts. Some 3d modelers have made great reference to body parts with full turn arounds i'd suggest. Since big fantasy muscles can be exaggerated so much (and they should!) it's the only reason why id only Lightly suggest for observing other artists individual drawings of buff characters. cause lotta us are fudging parts and u will end up picking up an incorrect anatomical trait (we literally all do it, just a silly unlearning process once ur hand is so familiar and used to drawing something a certain way) I think something specifically that's really helped me slowly gain a very diverse understanding of the fat to muscle ratio is getting into sumo wrestling. (NOT TO PUSH MY FAVORITE SPORT BUT I HAVE SOURCES IF U WANNA HEAR ABOUT IT/FIND A SPOT TO WATCH) In sumo there's no weight division like other forms of wrestling, and because of that you can have a very diverse set of ways to go about your own style of fighting. Entirely setting aside the fighting STYLES, there's broadly the categories of how much fat do you want to put on and the advantages that has against your opponents, vs how much muscle, or where that muscle needs to build on your figure, height and the like also play into it but basically 'what is my body shape, how can i build/ play it to the advantages of how i fight my opponents'

so like terunofuji is a fucking MOUNTAIN of a man, he's the current yokozuna (top banana rank) and his sheer height and weight plays greatly into his fight style. All of them are fucking jacked and watching Sumo has been a great general visual library builder because: - its a huge sport so it has a lot of coverage and footage on high def cameras - they're mostly nude and you're getting incredible displays of muscles in slow mo as they collide, fight, and throw each other. s2g you'll have an entirely new appreciation for the human body and just how many ways it can shape itself from watching this sport.

Always a ton of fucking leg muscle but Takayasu is one of my faves i gotta show him.

with no weight limitations not only are you seeing all the different levels of weight to fat, but you're getting an excellent display of how fat builds and forms on different people. there is no one way to gain fat, its pretty cool how diverse it can form, where it prefers to store fat, how quickly someone might gain weight vs overtime, genetics, what types of fats you're storing, lots of shit to look up on! this last image is ichinojo vs enho who are like usually one of the biggest and the smallest wrestlers, and both play to their size and shape and have become very high ranked. ANYWAY THIS POST REALLY WENT PLACES HUH idek if i answered the questions right i think i gave more questions back but i tried to touch a little on my thought process and where ive specifically gone in the art study journey. For poses I really don't look up anything I just try to think of the figure and do a lot of preliminary sketches. No i don't have the 'picture a perfect apple in my head' noggin i too suffer from looking at a blurry void when i try to think of shit so yes im hitting a brick wall by not utilizing all the model posing references that are probably out there hsuogjdhk

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wrestlersownmyheart · 26 days

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"Her Outlaw Hero" (Sons Of Anarchy-Chibs Chapter fic) Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the Original Characters in this story. I am only using Kurt Sutter's characters from Sons of Anarchy. He created the characters and the show—I am in no way taking any credit for his creations. This story is for entertainment only. Content/Warnings: Violence against both men and women including rape. Summary:

Adelaide Watson is fleeing Tennessee—on the run from her violent past.

When she has a car accident on a lonely road in Charming, California, she has no choice but to walk to town for help. But help comes to her instead. In a very unexpected way.

Chapter 3

Adelaide parked her Nissan Versa in the alley behind the house of her best friend, Angela McSands. Gingerly getting out of the car while also trying to calm her swimming head, she tried to hurry toward Angela's back door and then proceeded to pound on it.

"Angie! Angie, please open the door—it's Addy!" She pounded as loudly as she could with her fists, and then with the palms of her hands till they both stung. "Angela!" Oh, God, please let her be home, she prayed.

The door opened suddenly and Angela emerged clad in a terrycloth bathrobe, her short, blond hair still wet from an apparent shower. "Oh, my God—Addy! What hap-" Her gaze raked quickly over Adelaide's slender frame and took in every detail. Her best friend's temple had a goose egg, a bruise marred the alabaster skin of her cheek, and her lip was split. And that was only what she was able to see. There was no telling what injuries Liam Walker had bestowed Adelaide with underneath her clothes. "It was Liam, wasn't it?" She gently tugged her unsteady friend into her house. "Come inside. Let's get you cleaned up and into some…" She trailed off when she fully took in the state of Adelaide's ripped and disheveled clothing. There was no denying what had happened. "Oh, Addy… I'm so sorry…" She hugged her friend close and stroked her dark hair, then led her into the living room. "Come on, honey. Let's get you to the hospital. They'll need to do a rape kit."

"No," Adelaide whispered, as Angela led her into the living room. She sank weakly down onto the sofa. "He's a cop, Angie. He'll get away with it. Then he'll kill me."

"But, there's proof, Addy. Your clothes, the cuts and bruises, his DNA…"

"He'll turn it around somehow. That is, if he's still alive."

"What do you mean," Angela asked, sitting down beside her and brushing some tangled hair out of Adelaide's face.

"He was raping me, and I… I tried to fight him off. I was feeling for a weapon to use and I was able to grab my heavy fruit bowl." She shuddered before continuing. "I hit him on the head with it—several times. I don't even know if he's alive. If he's dead, I'm in even deeper trouble."

"No, honey," her friend tried to convince her. "If he's dead, then you can explain it as self-defense…"

"You don't get it," Adelaide cried, wrapping her arms around herself. "They're his friends! They won't believe a word I say! They'll think I murdered him!"

Angela was silent for a moment and let this sink in. Maybe she's right, she thought. If she's this terrified, there's a reason. "Okay," she finally said. "You need to get out of here, and soon. Go get a shower so your appearance doesn't get noticed and raise questions. Then you're going to take one of my cars and get out of town—far away from here."

"But what about my car? If Liam sees it parked here, he'll hurt you—"

"I'll drive it into the river. Don't worry. It'll look like you drowned. He'll never know."

Tears filled Adelaide's blue eyes again. "We may never see each other again."

Angela nodded sadly. "I know. But your safety has to come first. That's what matters most to me."

Adelaide sniffled and wiped at her tears. "And yours matters most to me."

"I'll be fine," Angela assured her, placing her hand over Adelaide's. "Like I said, I'll take care of your car. If Liam thinks your dead, he's got no reason to do anything to me. Okay? So go get yourself cleaned up and I'll get you some fresh clothes together."

About twenty minutes later, Adelaide was showered and wearing a pair of jeans, a black WWE t-shirt and sneakers. Angela handed her a key to her old Jeep, a small suitcase of clothes along with a pocket knife, and then proceeded to press many paper bills into her hand. "And take this too."

"No, Angie. It's bad enough you're giving me one of your cars. I have money. I stopped at an ATM before I came-"

"Hon, I could care less about the money. It's only a few hundred dollars, but it could help get you out of a bind. I'll sleep a lot better knowing I've done everything I can to help you."

Adelaide swallowed hard and smiled sadly at her best friend. "I would never have made it without you."

"Oh, yes you would've," Angela contradicted her, her green eyes filling with tears. "You're stronger than you realize, Addy. You're going to be fine, honey. Now get out of here, and start living again."

"I'm going to miss you," Adelaide said, hugging her friend close. "So much."

"I'll miss you too, but I'll take comfort in knowing you're alive," Angela replied, returning Adelaide's hug.

"Be sure and get my cell number out of your contacts," Adelaide warned. "I left my cell phone behind and if you call it, Liam will realize you know something."

Angela nodded, "I'll take care of it right now."

Minutes later, Adelaide was pulling out of Angela's garage and began heading for Interstate 40 West, tears streaming down her face.

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A loud curse echoed throughout the MC's clubhouse. Juice rubbed his shaved head for the third time in one game of pool. "You're gonna take my head off if you keep jumpin' the cue ball like that," Juice shouted at Rat. "What are ya trying to pull, bro?"

"I was just trying a new trick is all, settle down, Juicey," Rat grumbled as he picked the cue ball up from the floor and put it back on the pool table.

"How about ya play the right way, and then I'll settle down," Juice retorted.

"No, how about the two of ya quit bickering like a couple of little girlies," Chibs asked from the bar. "I can't hear myself think!"

The two smaller men each mumbled something unintelligible under their breath but resumed their game in a quieter manner.

Daisy, Tig's pet pit bull he rescued from a dog fight, scratched at the club's front door and whined for what seemed like the hundredth time in the past half hour.

"What's with her," Happy asked, draining his beer bottle.

"I don't know," Tig replied thoughtfully. "I just took her out to use the bathroom, and she took a long piss, so I'm totally clueless."

"Maybe she's constipated," Chucky suggested, wiping down the bar. He blushed when he noticed everyone staring at him. "I mean… Ya know… It's a possibility."

"Shut up and grab me another beer, Chucky," Happy ordered.

"I accept that," Chucky murmured, grabbing another bottle of brew from the cooler.

At that moment, Quinn returned from a repossession and opened the door to enter the club house, and Daisy took that instant to flee.

"Daisy," Tig yelled. "Come back, girl!" He shot up from his seat and bolted for the door. Sticking his head out, he was distraught when he discovered the dog had completely vanished. "I've gotta find her. Chibs…help me out, brother?"

"Ah, come on," Chibs groaned. "What am I supposed to do?"

"Drive the van," Tig suggested, his vivid blue eyes pleading with his friend. "I can't very well bring her back on my bike, and she gets nervous in a vehicle. Someone needs to drive while I keep her calm."

"Mother Mary," Chibs growled as he pulled the keys to the club's van from his vest pocket and put on his sunglasses. "Let's go get this over with." The two men hurried out to the van and pulled out onto the road.

"Did you see what direction she went," Chibs asked Tig.

"No. Not really. DAISY! WHERE ARE YA, BABY," he shouted.

Chibs cursed and looked at his friend as if he were crazy. "Do you really think-"

Tig shushed him and yelled for Daisy again. To Chibs' utter surprise, he could hear the dog barking in the distance.

"That way! Go," Tig hooted, happy to have an idea of where his dog was. "I know my girl, Chibby! Follow that bark!"

Rolling his eyes behind his sunglasses, Chibs turned the van in the direction the dog's barks came from and they drove down the road, keeping their eyes peeled for Tig's pit bull.

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Adelaide touched a hand to her head as another wave of dizziness came over her. She groaned softly at the pain and struggled to keep her eyes open.

"At least I'm just on an empty old dirt road," she reasoned with herself. If I come across some traffic, I'll have to pull over until this dizziness passes.

In the next instant, she was aware of opening her eyes and discovered she was in the wrong lane. Reflexively, she jerked the wheel back into the right lane and breathed a shuddering sigh. Realizing she was briefly losing consciousness, she rolled her window down the rest of the way in hopes of getting some more air. The California heat was stifling and the old Jeep's air-conditioner had long ago kicked the bucket.

"I need water," she thought out loud, realizing she must be severely dehydrated.

She couldn't even remember her last sip of liquid or bite of food, or sleep for that matter. She'd been in such a hurry to get away from Nashville, she drove for two days strait. She'd been too frightened to pull over and close her eyes, afraid that Liam—or someone affiliated with him—would capture her when she was at her most vulnerable.

Suddenly, Adelaide realized she was coming too again, and prepared to jerk the wheel into the appropriate lane once more. But too late, she saw a telephone pole looming just ahead of her. A hard collision followed, along with the sound of breaking glass and grating metal. If not for the airbag deploying, she would have smacked hard into the steering wheel. Her head was spared yet another trauma, but her ribs weren't. The airbag's tautened material slammed into her hard, and she heard a very audible cracking sound as a burning pain shot up and down her side. The car slammed to a stop and she gasped and sobbed as another agonizing stab of pain sucker punched her.

"Oh….my God…" she wheezed out, shocked by the sudden pain.

She grasped the key and turned it in the ignition, and the engine tried to turn over but didn't manage it. Adelaide tried a couple more times, but gave up on it when it became clear the car was not going to start. She grabbed the small pocket knife Angela gave her and somehow managed the strength to open her door and feebly climb out of the Jeep. Her legs wouldn't hold her, however, and she sank to her knees.

"Get up," she ordered herself, teeth clenched. "You don't have time to fall apart. Not yet."

Shakily, she held onto the car for support as she stood to her feet. I have to get to a mechanic and see if they'll tow the Jeep and repair it, she thought. And then I need a hotel where I can get some sleep, or I'm going to end up killing myself and possibly some innocent people.

Slowly, she began her long walk down the road, in hopes of finding a mechanic that would help her out.

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Chibs continued driving down the road as Tig leaned out the passenger side window calling for Daisy.

"I think we've lost her, brother," Chibs said softly, aware of how much the dog meant to his friend. "I haven't heard her bark in several minutes."

"She's here, I know it," Tig insisted, and then he pointed at what looked to be a dark-haired woman up ahead of them. "Look, there's someone walking down the road. Pull up beside them. Maybe they've seen her."

Skeptical, but humoring his friend, Chibs pulled up beside a woman walking at the side of the road. "Hey lady, have ya by any chance seen a white pit bull around here," Chibs asked. "My friend's lost his dog and we thought she'd headed this way."

The young woman seemed to be startled by his inquiry but she turned to glance in his direction, the sun catching on her icy blue eyes, "Y-yeah… I did," she replied softly. "She w-went up th-that way…" She motioned behind her with a wave of her hand.

"Thanks," Tig called from the passenger side. "Let's go, Chibs!"

"Just a sec," the Scotsman muttered under his breath. Something wasn't right. The woman was moving very slowly and he'd noticed bruising on her pale face. "Are you alright, lady? Do you need a ride somewhere?"

The woman seemed to jump out of her skin again, and shook her head without paying him even a glance. "No, thank y-you. I-I'm fine."

"Ya sure? It's an awfully hot day to be walking a long distance," he pressed, noting her jean-clad legs. The black t-shirt can't help matters either, he thought, recalling how hot the club's black clothing could get in the heat of the California sun. "I can give you a lift somewhere if ya want."

"No," the woman answered curtly, without even looking up and kept walking gingerly in the other direction.

Chibs sensed Tig was about to set out on foot himself to go retrieve his dog. So, feeling conflicted, he drove on, in search of Daisy.

Minutes later, and a few miles down the road, they spotted an older model Jeep wrecked against a telephone pole.

"Wow," Tig said, "That's one busted up Jeep. Do you think it belongs to the woman we passed a few miles back?"

"That would be my guess," Chibs replied grimly. "She's got to be hurt. I saw some bruises on her face, and-" He cut off when he noticed Daisy sitting dutifully by the Jeep. "What the…?"

"She was trying to lead us to her," Tig commented. "She somehow knew what happened to that woman."

"I think you're giving your dog a little too much credit," Chibs said skeptically.

"How else would you explain it," Tig asked.

Chibs pulled to a stop next to the vacated car, his black eyes flashing, "I don't know. Get your dog and then we're gonna go help the woman."

Tig climbed out of the van and approached Daisy, "Come on, girl," he coaxed. "Come back with me, baby. We're gonna go help the lady. Come on." He led the apprehensive dog back to the van and then lifted her up and settled her on his lap once he climbed into the passenger seat."

In the next instant, Chibs pulled a sharp U-turn and headed back for the dark-haired stranger.

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