#request 2256

[lostdrarryfics]

Hello, can you help me find a story please? I read it on A03, I'm not sure how long ago. A year ago maybe.

In the story Draco decides to live in the forest as a bird, a crow I think. Harry finds him there.

Harry is the master of death and lives alone. He can feel when people die so he stays away from heavily populated areas. Also people either are, or Harry believes they are afraid of him. Draco can see like a dark aura around Harry (I think) he isn't afraid and stays with him.

Near the end Draco is killed after being attacked by another bird when he was out flying. Harry brings him back to life.

I tried finding it but I wasn't able to. Thank you for your help.

We believe you are looking for The Last of What the World Left You by @xanthippe74 (25k, T)

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[ambrozjas]

Can you do headcannons for Ponyboy with a popular fem reader who like knows everyone and everything?

writing on the desk ꨄ︎

sodapop curtis x reader

✧˖*°࿐ notes 🧸ᰔᩚ

omg i just realized that you requested for hcs 😭 i’m so sorry i didnt see but if you do still want hcs, just send me another req and i’ll do it 💕

✧˖*°࿐ warnings ᰔᩚ

mentions of cheating (not you and pony though), and i think that’s it

✧˖*°࿐ word count ᰔᩚ

401 words, 2256 characters

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every day at school, there was at least somebody who waved to you everyday. you’d always flash them a smile and a wave back, before hooking your arm around ponyboy’s and walking back to class.

ponyboy wasn’t that popular, only getting some recognition due to being your boyfriend and all, but he kinda liked that. he kinda liked the fact that he stayed in the shadows.

but one thing that you always loved to do with him, is gossip.

“so anyways, i asked her—‘what are you doin?’ and she was all, ‘you don’t get it.’ like.. i do get it.” you said, waving your hand around in an exaggerated motion. ponyboy just listened, watching you retell the story as if you placed yourself back into that moment, occasionally giving an eyebrow raise or a gasp.

“i jus’ don’t understand why she’s gotta be difficult with everything.” you said, crossing your arms and sinking back into your chair.

you guys were in class, you two always sat in the back together in whatever you classes you had together, even when those weren’t your assigned seats. you don’t think the teachers even care to be here considering they’re not even getting paid well enough.

pony hummed, “she seems like a real jerk.” he replied back, his own little way of letting you know he’s still listening. he’s pretty quiet at school, but he still listens even when no one thinks he is.

“exactly!” you said as you sat back up, grabbing a pencil and writing your name on the paper, deciding you should start doing the worksheet, “she jus’ makes everythin’ so much more complicated.” you said, turning over the paper and starting to work on the equations listed.

“y’know, she’s cheatin’ on her boyfriend, right?” ponyboy asked, his eyes still glued on his paper. your mouth dropped open as your head slowly turned over to look at ponyboy.

“what?” you whisper yelled.

“you didn’t know?”

“how do you know, pony?” you asked, pressing him for answers. “i sit in the back of her english class, so i hear everythin’.”

“what else does she say?” you shook his shoulder, pleading for more knowledge to gossip about. “well..” pony started, and you both ended getting nothing in that class done.

even on the walk home, you guys still talked about it. you guys were just two kids, talking shit about everyone else, in love.

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[bad268]

Yes hi hello, do you write smut because you have Bernard the elf in what you want to write and nobody writes smut of him I swear.

Also, if not then I'd like fluff of any kind, say reader cuts their hand and Bernard patches them up!

Preferably a female reader, but if you want to do nb or male that is fine too 💞

New Rules (Bernard X Elf! Reader)

Fandom: The Santa Clause

Requested: Clearly (Sorry I don’t write smut, but I loved this request! Also, sorry, I may have taken the injury a little far as it was something I actually did at work but...I hope you like it <3)

Warnings:  Injury depictions, lots of blood mentioned

Pronouns: She/her

W.C. 1301

Summary: The reader gets injured on the job, and Bernard helps her out.

As always, my requests and ships are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

~~(^Google/Bustle)

There was not enough time. There was so much to do, and so little time to do it. Christmas was fast approaching, Santa was visiting the Millers, and Bernard was running like a chicken with its head cut off. Everyone was frantically trying to meet the deadlines, and everything was just so hectic! I was sitting at my station, screwing wheels onto trucks as quickly as possible. I must have been going too fast because before I knew it, my grip slipped.

Even with the blood dripping onto the table, I did not realize that I cut my hand until Curtis came up to me.

“Did you know that it is a biohazard and violation of rule 1627 to knowingly bleed at your station, and possibly, contaminate presents? I’m gonna have to report this to Santa,” He chastised as he opened the book to rule 1627. He started talking more, but I was not listening. I was focused on the growing pool of blood in my palm. “Are you even listening to me?”

“Why are you lecturing her, Curtis?” Bernard sighed with a roll of his eyes as he walked over to the station, immediately moving to take the book away from Curtis. “Just let them work. You are wasting her time.”

“I am not!” Curtis exclaimed, pulling the book back. “I am here to enforce the rules, and their injury is breaking rule 1627!”

“What injury?” It is then that Bernard notices the puddle of blood in my hand that has begun to overflow onto the table. I followed his eye line, finally actually looking at my injury, and I felt lightheaded immediately. In response, Bernard rushed forward to apply pressure on my hand, and he pulled a cloth from his pocket to clean up some of the blood to see the wound. Once he got a clear view of the injury, he came around the bench to help me stand, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. “Come with me. I’ll take you to the infirmary.”

“But I need to finish these before Santa gets back,” I tried to argue, but my thoughts were getting jumbled. I leaned more into Bernard’s side, suddenly not feeling strong enough to stand on my own.

“No, you are coming with me to the infirmary, now,” He said, pushing past Curtis, who was still going off about rule 1627 and deadlines. “Curtis, no offense, but shut up.”

“And that right there is a violation of rule 2256,” Curtis replied, smugly, “The head elf must treat all other elves with respect, regardless of personal feelings.”

“And you are breaking the only rule I remember,” Bernard said, pointedly, trying to move past Curtis. “Rule number 9, an elf's mental and physical health prioritizes deadlines and even Christmas.” Curtis was, for once, speechless. Bernard knew he finally won an argument against Curtis, but he suddenly became aware of the bloody cloth in his hand. “That being said, Curtis, do not stand in my way.”

In the infirmary, Bernard made quick work of cleaning and wrapping my hand. Thankfully, the wound was not too deep to require stitches since Bernard had no idea how to do stitches, but it was still pretty deep. He cleaned it up, apologizing after seeing me wince, and wrapped in it gauze. “Should stay put for the rest of the day, but don’t take my word for it. There’s a reason I’m not a medical elf,” he laughed.

“It’s better than I could do,” I joked back. “Thanks, Bernard. I really appreciate it.”

“Now, I don’t want you going back to your station today,” he started. I began to object, but he made a motion for me to stop. “You are going to go in the kitchens, eat something, and chill for the rest of the day. No exceptions.”

“Was that a pun?” I laughed, moving to stand up and adjust the gauze. I lost my balance for a second to which Bernard grabbed my shoulders to steady me.

“That’s all you go from that?” He replied with a weary smile. “And stop doing things so fast. You lost a lot of blood.”

“Sorry, didn’t think standing would be so strenuous,” I replied sarcastically. He gave me a pointed look before I changed my tone. “Fine, but I don’t know what you expect me to do.”

“Go eat, drink some hot cocoa, sleep, I don’t know! Just don’t do work,” He responded. “Simple.”

“Well, if it’s so simple,” I started, and I could see the gears turning in Bernard’s head along with what I was saying, “you’d have no problem with joining me?” I could not tell if it was the blood loss making me delirious or not, but I thought now, 4 weeks out from Christmas, was the best time to shoot my shot with the ever-so-busy head elf.

“There’s not enough time for me to take a break,” he sighed. “You know that.”

“Well, when was the last time you took a break?” I pressed. He hesitated, and immediately, I knew he could not remember the last time he took a break. “Maybe you need to take a page out of the rule book. Rule 9, what was that rule again?” I asked rhetorically, tilting my head in a joking manner.

“An elf's mental and physical health prioritizes deadlines and even Christmas,” he exhaled, knowing exactly where I was going with this. “Please, I don’t have time for this.”

“Not with that mentality,” I relented, grabbing his hand with my good hand, as I pulled him towards the kitchens. “If there’s one thing I learned from Carol, it is if you can’t remember the last time you took a break, it’s been too long. Now, you are going to chill with me before you work yourself to death.”

“Y’know, I didn’t think you would be this assertive when injured,” he laughed as he let me drag him around the square. Some of the other elves looked at us funny, and a couple of the yonder elves giggled at our antics but continued on with their activities.

“Oh trust me,” I chucked, pulling him into a little shop that did not have loads of elves inside. I pulled him into a booth beside me. I leaned into his shoulder and whispered, “I’ve always liked you, but maybe I just needed a push.”

“Well, you know what?” He whispered back, leaning closer to me as well. “I’ve always thought about you, but there are rules for that.” “So many rules, Bernard!” I exclaimed, throwing my head back. “Don’t you wanna live a little? What is Santa gonna do? Fire you?”

“I don’t know?” He responded sincerely. “I don’t really want to find out either.”

“I’ll handle Santa if he tries anything,” A new voice responded from behind us. Our heads snapped around to face the one and only Mrs. Claus. “You two deserve to be happy. Forget about the rules for once.”

“Look at that, you’ve got someone in your corner,” I laughed. “Are you going to take the chance?”

“If that’s your way of saying that today’s events are considered a date,” he paused. I was giving him the side-eye as he pretended to contemplate his choices. “I accept, but I need to tell-”

“No worries! I will take over your responsibilities for the day,” Carol offered. “You two enjoy your day.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Claus,” I responded. She headed out of the shop, and it was just the two of us again. “So, no more working, no more deadlines, no more stressing, no more Curtis, and no more rules for today.”

“Well, there are still rules! We can’t have disorder everywhere!” He interjected.

“Well, I’ve got some new rules for you,” I replied quietly, “and none of which relate to work.”

~~~~~

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[whatstruthgottodowithit]

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Promise Me? Pairing: Elvis Presley x Female Reader Word Count: 2622 Rating: Explicit

The Way I Loved You Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader, Austin Butler x Reader Word Count: 4348 Rating: Mature

Treat Me Like A Fool Pairing: Elvis Presley x  Female Reader Word Count: 7950 [2 Parts] Rating: Teen

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Better Man Pairing: Elvis Presley x Female Reader Word Count: 2717 Rating: Teen & Up

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Late Birthday Present Pairing: Elvis Presley x Female Reader Word Count: 3197 Rating: Explicit

Last Past The Post Pairing: Elvis Presley x Female Reader x Memphis Mafia Word Count: 3951   Rating: Explicit

Hide and Seek [Requested] Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader Word Count: 3170 Rating: Explicit

The Needs of a Man [Requested] Pairing: Elvis Presley x  Female Reader Word Count: 1776 Rating: Mature

Details [Requested] Pairing:  Elvis Presley x Reader Word Count: 1466 Rating: Gen

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Every Step of the Way [Requested] Pairing: Elvis Presley x Female Reader Word Count: 3227 Rating: Mature

It’ll All Come Out in the Wash [Requested] Pairing: Elvis Presley x Female Reader Word Count: 1765 Rating: Mature

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Ever Since Germany [Requested] Pairing: Elvis Presley x Female Reader Word Count: 4029 Rating: Explicit

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Does He Love You? [Requested] Pairing: Elvis Presley x Female Reader, Elvis Presley x Ann Margaret Word Count: 3225 Rating: Explicit

Helping [Requested] Pairing: Elvis Presley x Female Reader Word Count: 2435 Rating: Gen

In Your Arms [Requested] Pairing: Elvis Presley x Female Reader Word Count: 1024 Rating: Explicit

The Art of Gift Giving [Requested] Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader Word Count: 2110 Rating: Mature

The Price of Loving Elvis Presley [Requested] Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader Word Count: 2256 Rating: Mature

Shut Up and Kiss Me [Requested] Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader Word Count: 3400 Rating: Teen

Made For The Mafia [Series of Fics] Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader x Memphis Mafia Word Count: 34,000 [In 8 Parts] Rating: Explicit

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Tennessee Orange Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader Word Count: 2407 Rating: Teen

Die From A Broken Heart Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader Word Count: 1837 Rating: Teen

You Ain’t Woman Enough [To Take My Man] Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader Word Count: 4107 Rating: Mature

It Hurts Me Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader, Reader x Jerry Schilling Word Count: 7849 Rating: Teen

I’m Not Going Anywhere Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader Word Count: 6734 Rating: Mature

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[exastrisnonnocere]

"All Roads Lead to Home"

Verse: Strange New Worlds to TOS (w/ AOS divergence) Tag: >verse { all roads lead to home }

Timeline by Year Under The Cut TW: Family Death, Pregnancy Loss

2227. Silas Lane Garcia Alderin is born on Earth on December 10th to LTJG Elena Garcia & LTJG Michael Alderin of the USS Winova

2233. Sergio Guadalupe Garcia Alderin (Brother) is born on May 8th.

2238. Michael "Mikey" Roel Garcia Alderin (Brother) is born on August 20th.

2245. The USS Cordova is severely damaged during a stellar radiation storm and loses contact with Starfleet. Recovery efforts reveal total failure of multiple systems, including life support. There are no survivors. The remains of LT CMDR Elena Garcia & LT Michael Alderin are returned to Earth for burial. Silas, Sergio, and Mikey are taken from the custody of their maternal grandparents and placed with a foster family.

2246. Silas Alderin files for minor emancipation from Federation custody, withdraws from secondary education, and receives certification for general education via an equivalency test program. After being denied formal custody of his siblings, he attends UC Berkely for pre-med the follwing fall and enlists in their Starfleet ROTC program. Sergio and Mikey Alderin remain in foster care until they come of age.

2252. Silas marries fellow medical student Emilia Davies after an unplanned pregnancy. They separate and are divorced within 3 months following loss of the embryo.

2254. Silas receives his MD from Johns Hopkins University & returns to San Francisco to complete his general residency & supplemental Academy training.

2256. Rank: Ensign. Silas is assigned to the USS Rendezvous.

2258 [ALT]. The events of Star Trek (2009)

2259. The events of Strange New Worlds (S1) [ALT: The events of Into Darkness]

2260. Rank: Lieutenant. Silas transfers to the USS Enterprise under Captain Pike . [ALT: Captain Kirk]

2261. Rank: Lieutenant. Silas marries fellow officer LT CMDR Jackson Poe. Later that year, after an incident off-ship with the Borg, they take custody of a de-assimilated minor called 'Ten of Eleven'.

2262. Rank: Lieutenant Commander. After a contentious divorce, Poe is granted custody of Ten and accepts a grounded position at the Academy. Silas is reassigned to the USS Meridian by request

2262 - 2264. Starfleet Command loses contact with the USS Meridian following conflict with an Orion vessel in deep space. The remains of the Meridian are scavenged and never recovered and her crew is scattered to the wind by Orion slavers. In 2264, Silas is discovered alive during an unrelated reconnaissance mission headed by Section 31 and returned to Earth for debriefing & recovery. [2263 ALT: the events of ST: Beyond]

2265. Rank: Commander. Silas is reassigned to the Enterprise under Captain Kirk.

2267. Current. Silas is the assigned SO for the Enterprise's Gamma shift & senior surgical staff member. His daughter, Ten, is currently attending school on Earth.

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Report AttributeDetails

Base year of estimation2021

Historical data2017 – 2020

Forecast period2022 – 2030

Quantitative unitsRevenue in USD million/billion and CAGR from 2022 to 2030

Segmentation

By Type

By Application

By Region/Country

By Type NPK Water-soluble, Humic Acid Water-soluble, Amino Acid Water-soluble, Others

By Application Horticulture, Crop, Others

Report coverageRevenue forecast, company market share, competitive landscape, growth factors, and trends

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Regional scope

North America (United States, Canada and Mexico)

Europe (Germany, UK, France, Italy, Russia and Spain etc.)

Asia-Pacific (China, Japan, Korea, India, Australia and Southeast Asia etc.)

South America (Brazil, Argentina and Colombia etc.)

Middle East & Africa (South Africa, UAE and Saudi Arabia etc.)

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Soluble Fertilizer Market split by Application, can be divided into: Horticulture Crop Others

Market segment by Region/Country including: North America (United States, Canada and Mexico) Europe (Germany, UK, France, Italy, Russia and Spain etc.) Asia-Pacific (China, Japan, Korea, India, Australia and Southeast Asia etc.) South America (Brazil, Argentina and Colombia etc.) Middle East & Africa (South Africa, UAE and Saudi Arabia etc.)

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Table of Contents

Part 1 Market Overview 1.1 Market Definition 1.2 Market Development 1.2.1 Current Situation 1.2.2 Aspects of COVID-19 Impact 1.3 By Type Table Type of Soluble Fertilizer Figure Global Soluble Fertilizer Market Share by Type in 2021 1.4 By Application Table Application of Soluble Fertilizer Figure Global Soluble Fertilizer Market Share by Application in 2021 1.5 By Region Figure Global Soluble Fertilizer Market Share by Region in 2021 Figure Asia Soluble Fertilizer Market Share by Region in 2021

Part 2 Key Companies 2.1 Haifa Chemicals 2.1.1 Company Profile Table Haifa Chemicals Overview List 2.1.2 Products & Services Overview 2.1.3 Sales Data List Table Soluble Fertilizer Business Operation of Haifa Chemicals (Sales Revenue, Sales Volume, Price, Cost, Gross Margin) 2.2 Yara 2.3 Arab Potash Company 2.4 Omex 2.5 Everris 2.6 Bunge 2.7 SQM 2.8 UralChem 2.9 ICL Fertilizers 2.10 Sinclair 2.11 Grow More 2.12 EuroChem Group 2.13 Mosaicco 2.14 Nutrite 2.15 Aries Agro 2.16 LemagroNV 2.17 Dongbu Farm Hannong 2.18 Stanley 2.19 Hebei Monbang 2.20 CNAMPGC Holding 2.21 Hanfeng 2.22 Batian 2.23 Kingenta 2.24 Sichuan Guoguang Agrochemical 2.25 Beijing Jinggeng Tianxia Agricultural Science and Technology 2.26 Strongwill group

Part 3 Global Market Status and Future Forecast 3.1 Global Market by Region Table Global Soluble Fertilizer Market by Region, 2017 – 2020 (Million USD) Figure Global Soluble Fertilizer Market Share by Region in 2021 (Million USD) Table Global Soluble Fertilizer Market by Region, 2017 – 2020 (Volume) Figure Global Soluble Fertilizer Market Share by Region in 2021 (Volume) Table Price List by Region, 2017 – 2020 3.2 Global Market by Company Table Global Soluble Fertilizer Market by Company, 2017 – 2020 (Million USD) Figure Global Soluble Fertilizer Market Share by Company in 2021 (Million USD) Table Global Soluble Fertilizer Market by Company, 2017 – 2020 (Volume) Figure Global Soluble Fertilizer Market Share by Company in 2021 (Volume) Table Price List by Company, 2017 – 2020 3.3 Global Market by Type Table Global Soluble Fertilizer Market by Type, 2017 – 2020 (Million USD) Figure Global Soluble Fertilizer Market Share by Type in 2021 (Million USD) Table Global Soluble Fertilizer Market by Type, 2017 – 2020 (Volume) Figure Global Soluble Fertilizer Market Share by Type in 2021 (Volume) Table Price List by Type, 2017 – 2020 3.4 Global Market by Application Table Global Soluble Fertilizer Market by Application, 2017 – 2020 (Million USD) Figure Global Soluble Fertilizer Market Share by Application in 2021 (Million USD) Table Global Soluble Fertilizer Market by Application, 2017 – 2020 (Volume) Figure Global Soluble Fertilizer Market Share by Application in 2021 (Volume) Table Price List by Application, 2017 – 2020 3.5 Global Market by Forecast Figure Global Soluble Fertilizer Market Forecast, 2022-2030 (Million USD) Figure Global Soluble Fertilizer Market Forecast, 2022-2030 (Volume)

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Part 9 Market Features 9.1 Product Features 9.2 Price Features 9.3 Channel Features 9.4 Purchasing Features

Part 10 Investment Opportunity 10.1 Regional Investment Opportunity 10.2 Industry Investment Opportunity

PART 11 Coronavirus Impact 11.1 Impact on Industry Upstream 11.2 Impact on Industry Downstream 11.3 Impact on Industry Channels 11.4 Impact on Industry Competition 11.5 Impact on Industry Obtain Employment

Part 12 Conclusion

Key Questions Answered in This Report: How has the global Soluble Fertilizer market performed so far and how will it perform in the coming years? What are the key regions in the global Soluble Fertilizer market? What has been the impact of COVID-19 on the global Soluble Fertilizer market? What are the key application segments in the global Soluble Fertilizer market? What are the major forms in the Soluble Fertilizer market? What are the various stages in the value chain of the global Soluble Fertilizer market? What are the key driving factors and challenges in the global Soluble Fertilizer market? What is the structure of the global Soluble Fertilizer market and who are the key players? What is the degree of competition in the global Soluble Fertilizer market? How is Soluble Fertilizer manufactured?

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date headcanons? as in like where the slashers would take u for a date/what takes place? idk how to word this i’m sorry😭😭😭

AN: I gotcha, no worries.

Warnings: Cursing, mention of weed, cigarettes, and alcohol, mentions of NSFW but nothing acted on, not really proofread

Wordcount: 2256 words

(Just a reminder that I usually write for RZ Michael unless requested otherwise.)

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Michael Myers

Okay, so, Michael hates going out.

He'd rather stay in, watch a splatter movie, stuff like that.

Outside is an enemy, he has to be someone else out there to not get caught and he hates it.

What he secretly loves is when you just cook for him and you both eat outside on the porch. Even better if autumn's just approaching and it's just warm enough to sit out there without freezing. And even if you freeze, Michael will gladly wrap his arms around you if it means staying out here a bit longer. It feels like a temporary escape. From himself, from this world and he treasures these times like nothing else.

If you don't have time or motivation to cook, that's fine. He'll get take-out from one of these greasy fucking shops downtown and then you two can watch a horror movie and relax.

Most of the time, his "dates" happen in the most unholy times ever. Be prepared to wake up to pizza at 3 am.

Michael gives me such weird metal-head stoner vibes and I'm here for it.

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent wants to be romantic so, so bad. I mean look at him. Vincent is the definition of a simp and I love him so much for that.

He hates himself for not being able to go out with you.

He works really, really hard to make it up to you.

His favorite type of dates are going out late in the night, stars sparkling on the warm summer sky over Ambrose. He'll take a blanket with you, one of Bo's, scratchy and itching your soft skin but you couldn't care less. It's him, you know. You'll lay there, maybe with a few cigarettes, snacks, red wine, whatever you want, enjoying how silent, how ethereal it is. Maybe he'll draw you, maybe he won't. Sometimes you wish he would, just to feel his fingers ghost over your skin, shaping your body with his hands. They're so cold, making you shiver but his touch is smooth and tender like always and it just fits so perfectly to the ambiance, to the tranquility, it makes your heart swell with love for your boy.

On other days, he tries to cook for you which most of the time, fails horribly. But hey, it's the thought that counts. The candles and classical music are still a delight, even if you're eating microwaved left-overs with the smell of burned food lingering in the air.

Bo Sinclair

Bo really wants to be a gentleman but most of the time, he fails at being one.

Even though he hates the outside world and its people, he does enjoy taking you out.

I can see Bo going to one of these steak houses whose names already sound greasy. I hate it, wow.

Anyway, dinner is always something he enjoys. It's relaxing and he can spoil you.

Another thing you wouldn't expect from him are amusement parks. He hides it a lot, but Bo loves being a little child again, just running around and having fun. Amusement parks are one way to do that.

He'll buy you candy that'll make you sick but none of you cares as you rush through the crowds, hand gripping onto his sleeve as you tug him to one of the bigger rides, a childish grin on display. Bo can't help but laugh, the charming sound making him look 10 years younger as he forgets about his struggles for a while, occup[ied by your smile, your hand in his.

Lester Sinclair

Okay, Lester's dates are top tier.

They're quiet, sure, and most of them are completely improvised but he's so sweet and adorable, you can't help but adore them.

He'll plan a picnic at one of the lakes around Ambrose. Jonesy with you in the car, he'll blast that horrible country music and sing to you, voice all wrong and out of tune but he's grinning anyway because he can already see you giggle at his performance. During the picnic, Jonesy keeps trying to steal food and Lester gets adorably annoyed at it. He tries to catch her, maybe leave her in the car while you're eating but she just runs away and it ends with the dog pushing him into the lake.

Thankfully, there's a blanket in the car and so you wrap it around him, cuddling up to your favorite trash boy to warm him up. He's grumbling under his breath but you can't help the chuckles escaping your lips. You stay there for a while, enjoying the warmth and the fuzzy feelings inside each other's bodies.

Baby Firefly

Baby surprisingly doesn't have any experience with dates.

She usually met people in bars downtown, greasy, dirty, dim-lit places. Approaches often led to quickies in stained bathrooms, encounters leaving her satisfied yet filthy, it was enough to please the lust, the adventurous lifestyle inside of her.

With you, she tries her best to change that. Not everything happening between the two of you is adventurous, it's intimate, it's even romantic sometimes. She wants to accentuate that, show you that you're different from the one-night-stands, the people she met before you entered her life.

She loves cute little dates. Doing your makeup and taking you out for example. Maybe you could visit the new coffee shop that opened down in the city? Go eat ice cream? Maybe have a walk in the park?

She's very traditional when it comes to dates but it's Baby, you know. She always manages to make even the most normal things a special event.

Otis Driftwood

Otis hates every single thing that could be considered normal. Dates are one of those things. His mission is to make something original, create something fun for both of you yet doesn't remind him of the cursed society around him, the masses of people he hates so much.

His favorite thing to do with you is something creative and chill. Maybe share a blunt, paint something, if you're down for that, even with blood.

Or drive around in his filthy truck that smells like cigarettes and vomit but it's alright because he is there, joking around while he threatens to drive the car off the road. You'll stop at your favorite liquor store, ready to just fuck around for a few hours, forget all about responsibility and problems.

He'll take that to his grave but he loves your chuckles, your laugh, the bright, blinding grin you send his way. It makes him dizzy from all the fuzzy feelings inside his chest, he swears he won't ever allow himself to lose you.

Billy Loomis

I imagine a lot of people think Billy is a very classic person when it comes to dates. He's really not.

Billy is a giant nerd. I don't think people really pick up on that. In the movies, his entire personality rotates around the horror movies he's watched.

Therefore, his favorite date would be a movie marathon. While horror is his favorite genre, everything is fine as long as it's not romance. He can't take that.

He'll get snacks, some drinks and oh, he'll be so giddy, so excited to talk about all his favorite actors, his favorite scenes. He's that one person that stops the movie to explain a special scene to you.

The whole excitement makes him tired too, so the marathon will likely end with him falling asleep in your lap, face scrunched up in delight. Too obsessed with his adorable state, you often fall asleep in a more or less terribly uncomfortable position, that leaves your neck hurting for days after the date.

To make it up to you, he makes pancakes to wake you up. Walking towards you, he rips you from your dreams with a kiss that tastes like maple syrup and mouthwash, his unshaved cheek scratching yours as he smiles into your skin.

Stu Macher

Stu has a pretty playful personality.

Therefore, it's not much of a surprise that his favorite kind of dates are spontaneous ones, that kind where you just drive away, with no idea where you're going, feeling excited and free, like two teenage runaways.

You never know where you'll end up.

Sometimes it's in another state, sometimes it's in some kind of underground bar. There have been times where you nearly got into trouble, situations where your feelings threatened to overspill, fear and aggression taking over but Stu's always there to calm them, make them seem like weak little problems that you shouldn't care about. Even after nearly being shot because you witnessed something you shouldn't have, Stu succeeds in making it better with his adorable grin and his adorable laugh.

Thomas Hewitt

Thomas is a virgin when it comes to dates. How can you blame him? Poor boy hasn't interacted with anyone but his family and victims in over ten years.

He's happy to be in your presence, doesn't matter where it is or what you're doing.

Thomas doesn't have the time nor the interest in doing something that's super adventurous and spontaneous. He enjoys sweet little dates, cute and adorable events that leave you both with delight and warmth.

Picnics are something he often surprises you with. He might not be the best cook but Luda often helps him organize the food and drinks so he can focus on choosing a place.

Finally being there he just enjoys leaning back, finally relaxing from his rather stressful schedule. He won't ask for it but if you start cuddling up to him, he'll just melt into your touch. Thomas adores your touches, your fingers against his cheek as he gazes into your eyes.

Josef

Josef is a very outdoorsy person. Hiking, swimming, crafting things outside, just makes him happy.

Even if you're not a very sporty person, he'll manage to drag you outside. Most of the time, it'll be super spontaneous too.

Still, his favorite dates are the ones at night. A blanket beneath your bodies, pressed against each other to save warmth while you gaze up at the stars, astonished at the brightness and number. Josef's hands will softly intertwine with yours, big rough fingers encasing yours as he softly looks at you, stars long forgotten over your pretty side profile.

Another great thing to do is cooking for you. Josef loves cooking and he loves it even more if he can do it for you. He'll turn on your favorite songs and hum the familiar melodies as he dances around the kitchen, long hair in a bun. You're sitting at the counter, smiling at his movements. Every now and then he walks up to you, holding a spoon up to your mouth, feeding you a small sample of his cooking which always manages to surprise you.

Amanda Young

Amanda likes to pretend that she hates dates. Which is a lie. She really doesn't hate them.

Though her schedule is pretty tight, meaning she rarely has time to offer, time she could spend with you. When she does, she always tries to make it special. She'll give you gifts, something you talked about a week or two ago, maybe a few of your favorite snacks on top of that.

Amanda cooks for you, surprisingly well at that, she even lights candles and puts on your favorite music.

After dinner, she draws you a bath and even though she keeps reminding you that this is about you, you manage to get her to join you inside of the hot water. She isn't really difficult to manipulate, considering your body is so close, so warm, and only a few meters away.

If you're not sleepy afterward, she'll gladly put on a shitty movie, cuddle you while you keep laughing about the horrible film she's chosen. She'll kiss you to sleep, lips lingering on your scalp, so warm and noticeable even in the trance state you're currently in.

Jason Vorhees

Dates?

He is cursing himself for never thinking about that.

After all, what are his choices, here, in the middle of nowhere?

Soon, he grows to love simple trips to the lake. Especially in summer, he likes to fish, swim, just random things in the water. He won't admit it but seeing you in your swim clothes also adds to his preference. He doesn't even think about it in a dirty way, he just loves seeing your body.

Another great idea for a date is a hunting trip. Now, that might sound boring, but to Jason protecting you is very, very important. Spending time with you while showing you how to survive in the wild without him? A jackpot.

Asa Emory

Asa loves spoiling you. He has the money to do so, why wouldn't he?

He is the typical "expensive dinner" guy. He just absolutely adores seeing your pretty body, your pretty smile in a rich and aesthetically pleasing setting like that, no matter the cost.

Expensive dinner, overpriced wine, horrible snobby people all around you, the thought just amuses him and he can not get enough of it.

While you're there, why not make fun of the people around you? He likes the way your eyes crinkle when he mentions how the old couple next to you doesn't exchange a single word with each other during the time they've been in the restaurant.

After that, he'll go on a walk with you, fingers touching your waist just high enough to be tolerable in public while you strut along the closed shops, neon lights flickering above the two of you.

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See, now I just want to keep writing this story, would anyone be interested in a continuation?

Mad Love Part 1

Mad Love Part 2

Obi Wan Kenobi x Reader/OFC

Word Count: 2256

It had been three months since Obi Wan had seen the Princess, she had been working hard along with the Prince to secure their positions within the Trade negotiations between their two worlds. They would be married soon and it was known that within the year, they would be King and Queen.

They had requested a Jedi presence on some upcoming visits to other worlds and thanks to Master Yoda, Obi Wan and Plo Koon were the favoured to keep the young couple safe.

Plo Koon didn’t need to be told and Obi Wan was grateful for his discretion when it came to the Princess. He knew that she and Obi Wan were soulmates and desperately in love, and he did all he could keep the secret from the public eye. It wouldn’t just be Jedi lives that would suffer otherwise.

They arrived on the Prince’s home world the night before they were due to leave for the negotiations, the sun was on its way down and Obi Wan had to admit it was quite the sight. The mountains were covered with lush green trees and the red sun descended behind them.

The Prince and Princess were still in session with their parents, Obi Wan felt his heart lift when he reached out through the Force to find her. He felt her frustration, but also her exhaustion, something else was bothering her… he couldn’t work it out. They’d barely spoken since her visit to coruscant and he wondered if something had happened to her.

‘They will be finished shortly.’ One of the aides told the Jedi politely. ‘I’ve been asked to give you a message from the Prince, Master Kenobi.’

‘Yes?’ Obi Wan hoped it was more time alone with the Princess, perhaps they could walk together again, or talk for a while.

‘He has asked that you go to the infirmary to collect medication for the Princess.’ The aide handed over a small tablet. ‘He has given written permission for you to collect it on her behalf and as I understand it, trusts you to ensure it remains uncompromised.’

‘Is the Prince expecting it to be compromised?’ Plo Koon cut straight to the important part, but Obi Wan’s more pressing question, was why the Princess needed medication in the first place.

‘He did not say.’ The aide shook his head.

‘I’ll collect it immediately.’ Obi Wan nodded. He tried to reach out through the Force once again, trying to work out if she was sick and how severely, but he found his focus was blurry.

Obi Wan collected the medication from the small pharmacy, operated by droids, he questioned the droids thoroughly and determined the medication to be uncompromised. He was glad to find it was just cream to soothe muscle aches, it meant that she might not have been seriously injured or sick, perhaps it was just low level aches.

He returned just as the negotiations came to an end, the Prince and Princess stood arm in arm talking quietly to a trader. Obi Wan was once again mesmerised. She was incredibly beautiful and made his stomach twist with nervousness. She seemed a little frustrated and stressed, would she even smile when she saw him? Would she still feel something for him? He knew he was overthinking it all.

Obi Wan took a deep breath and tried hard to concentrate on his duty as a Jedi, but on occasion he would steal a glance at the Princess and feel his whole body fill with nervousness and joy.

‘I see our security for the trip has arrived.’ The Prince smiled, approaching Obi Wan and Plo Koon. The Princess was still talking to the trader. ‘Master Plo Koon and Master Obi Wan Kenobi. I do hope the travelling hasn’t exhausted you too much.’ The Prince was a very good man indeed, he positioned himself perfectly in Obi Wan’s eyeline, just out of the way enough that he could watch the Princess without it looking suspicious.

‘It was as expected.’ Obi Wan nodded.

‘Well that is as good as it gets I suppose.’ The Prince chuckled and then engaged Plo Koon in some friendly banter for a while.

Obi Wan gently fiddled with his beard, pretending to listen to the Prince, but his gaze remained on the woman behind him. She looked tired and he wanted nothing more than to help her sleep, he wanted to watch over her and ensure she was well rested, enough that she might smile again.

‘She’s been working too hard.’ The Prince said, quietly and once almost all of the merchants and traders had left the vicinity. ‘That’s what the medication is for, my fiancé has a habit of locking herself away with trade papers and contracts, ensuring no detail is missed, her back has suffered as a result. You know she injured herself when she was young,’ the Prince pretended to direct his playful story to Plo Koon while Obi Wan took a moment to realise that was what he was feeling from her, the ache in her back, specifically her upper back near her shoulders. ‘She was climbing a tree, she was only about ten years old at the time and playing with the older boys. Well, they tried to say she couldn’t reach the top, so of course she had to prove them wrong and it led to her fall. Could have been a lot worse, but I’ll tell you, as soon as she was better, she was right back up the tree, climbing it all over again.’

‘A determined young woman.’ Plo Koon nodded.

‘Fitting for a queen, wouldn’t you say Master Kenobi?’ The Prince said it just loud enough that Obi Wan could see the Princess’s focus stuttering, her eyes fell to the floor and a slightly smile was beginning to appear.

‘Indeed.’ Obi Wan nodded, smiling to himself.

Eventually all the traders had left and only the Prince, Princess and their parents remained.

‘You’ll join us for dinner Master Jedi?’ A woman who had the same eyes as the Princess turned to Obi Wan and Plo Koon.

‘We will secure the surrounding area,’ Plo Koon answered. ‘And if it is your wish, we will be there.’

‘Wonderful, our daughter has spoken very highly of you both.’ She smiled. ‘I am glad that you will be accompanying them for the next few days, I feel certain their safety will be in very capable hands.’

Obi Wan wanted to say something, anything to assure her that he would keep her daughter safe at all costs, he wanted her to know how fiercely he would defend her, but no words came to him. She wandered down the corridor with her husband and their personal security. Obi Wan felt it was an opportunity missed.

‘Father, I think we’ll join you later,’ the Prince said to a man Obi Wan recognised. ‘I think we could do with going over our negotiation plan again and perhaps briefing Master Kenobi and Plo Koon on our visit.’

‘Yes.’ The large man looked over at the two Jedi a little sceptically. ‘Very well, we shall see you both at dinner.’

Obi Wan watched the King leave with his wife and turned to see the Princess rubbing her shoulders and stretching her neck a little. He wanted to go over and help relax her, but he suspected the chance to do so would be upon them soon.

The Prince led them to their rooms and talked with Plo Koon a little. Obi Wan hung back with the Princess and felt so much more settled.

‘Master Kenobi, it’s good to see you again.’ She said, keeping it formal in such a public setting.

‘And you Princess.’ He smiled. ‘I trust the negotiations have been going to plan?’

‘Mostly, yes.’ She rolled her eyes a little playfully. ‘They could be smoother, but there are just some things we know we won’t get with some resistance. How have you been?’

Obi wan smiled a little softer. ‘Busy.’ He confessed. ‘The Order have been sending me on various assignments and it’s certainly kept me on my toes.’ He chuckled, making her laugh a little as well. ‘I hear you’ve been overworking yourself, the prince mentioned an accident when you were young. It’s catching up to you?’

The Princess suddenly appeared a little self-conscious. ‘Yes, well…’ she frowned.

‘I apologise if I’ve overstepped the mark,’ he quickly said. ‘It wasn’t my intention to upset you.’

‘No, no,’ she half laughed. ‘It’s not that. It’s nothing, just… I don’t like to think about it.’

Obi Wan nodded, she was smiling a little, but he could tell she wasn’t exactly happy. They soon arrived at their rooms and the Prince and Plo Koon immediately started to discuss movements over the next few days.

‘Oh, I almost forgot,’ the Prince spoke up. ‘Master Kenobi, you collected the medicine? Would you mind ensuring she takes it?’

The Princess rolled her eyes and wandered through to another room, shaking her head. Obi Wan was confused, but followed her anyway. He closed the door behind him and saw her in the bathroom, untying her hair and washing her face.

‘Are you alright?’ Obi Wan asked, approaching her slowly.

The Princess cleared her throat, clearly trying not to cry. ‘I’ve missed you, Obi Wan.’ She said through the mirror.

Obi Wan felt his chest inflate and his body move of it’s own accord. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist and rested his head next to hers.

‘I missed you too.’ He whispered close to her ear. ‘More than I ever thought I would.’ He confessed, making her chuckle. Her hand came up to slide up his jaw and into his hair, her other hand placed on top of his around her waist.

For a moment, they simply breathed together, her eyes were closed as she leaned back against him. The warmth of her body was more comforting than anything he’d felt before and he never wanted to let her go.

‘How is you back?’ He asked, kissing her temple softly.

‘Sore.’ She chuckled. ‘I’ve been working too hard as usual.’

‘So, I’ve heard.’ Obi Wan watched her through the mirror and thought on how right it looked that he be the one to hold her this way. ‘Would you like me to help with that?’

The Princess opened her eyes and locked with his gaze. ‘My fiancé thinks he’s being funny or helpful, or maybe both.’

‘What do you mean?’ Obi Wan frowned.

‘It’s the muscle just below my shoulders, I can’t reach and the cream needs to be rubbed into the skin.’

Obi Wan felt his face flush red. ‘I see.’ He said, nervously.

‘I can call one of my aides to do it if you don’t feel comfortable doing it.’

He smiled gently and kissed her temple again. ‘I don’t think its got anything to do with comfort, more my ability to resist you when I need to.’

He cheeks turned the most wonderful shade of pink and it made Obi Wan smile.

‘I wasn’t sure, but now I know that I am ready to be with you.’ Honesty was the best policy. ‘I’m not sure if we have time, but may I kiss you, just once.’

Obi Wan could feel the Princess breathing a little heavier than before, her eyes were darker and he felt her pressing back into him. She turned in his arms, slowly. He felt her body in his hands and never had anything made him feel more at peace or excited.

Obi Wan swallowed and looked down into her eyes, her hand came up his chest and he felt his eyes flutter shut with the tenderness of it. Her lips drifting close to his, making him suck in a harsh breath as he sunk into the kiss. He felt his body ignite, his hands slid up her back as he groaned into her, feeling the counter behind her. Obi Wan paused for a moment, acknowledging that he might have lost control for a moment.

‘I’m sorry.’ He breathed against her.

‘Don’t be.’ She smiled against him.

Obi Wan took a moment to breathe against her, just one moment to feel the person he’d missed the most in the universe.

She shifted a little uncomfortably and Obi Wan felt his cheeks flush pink. He didn’t want to apologise again, but he did feel sorry about her back.

They moved out of the bathroom and eventually, she allowed him to help her. The Princess lay down on the bed, having removed her tunic, she still felt a little self-conscious, but there was honestly no need, her skin was so soft, sun-kissed from the time spent on the Prince’s planet. She was beautiful.

Obi Wan sat beside her on the edge of the bed, the lowering sun ricocheting off the windowpane, made her skin look especially good. He began to slowly rub the cream into her skin, he could have done it for the remainder of his life, the small humming of appreciation coming from her throat, her relaxed features were everything he desired.

Obi Wan watched her smile, he gently moved her hair out of the way and placed a kiss against her shoulder. He trailed his lips across her shoulder and listened to her letting out small sighs of approval. He reached her ear, smiling and dragged his teeth softly over her ear lobe.

‘We should get ready for dinner.’ He smiled.

This would be a wonderful few days.

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[sirius]

Dare or Dare (Prompt)

Pairing: James Potter x Reader, mentioned Sirius Black x Reader

Word Count: 2256

Warnings: Swearing, underage drinking, mentions of sex i guess?

Request: Could you do 13 and 15 of random with James or Sirius maybe? :) - Anonymous

Prompt: 13. “YOU SAID BE HONEST STOP HITTING ME!” 15. “I’m too sober for this.” “You don’t even drink.” “Maybe I should start.” 

A/N: First prompt finally finished!! please send in more! the list is pinned to my blog. Enjoy <3

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It may have been cliche, but it was a common tradition for you and your friends to steal food from the kitchens, get drunk and play stupid muggle games late at night in the Gryffindor common room.

The fire crackled and popped, emitting shards of amber light that jarred with the dark shadows, creating a golden-warm atmosphere that encompassed you and your friends. You sat crossed-legged on the ground between Mary and Marlene Marlene while the boys - James, Sirius, Remus and Peter - sat opposite you, forming a circle that sort of resembled a seance. Littered in the centre of your ‘Friendship Circle’ (coined affectionately by James) was your plunder; a variety of puddings and treats and left-over sweets from a recent Hogsmeade trip.

Soon enough, two bottles of firewhiskey were brandished and passed around the group, and everyone was taking long sips from the bottle - everyone except for you.

“Boo,” Sirius jeered, “You’re boring.”

“Well excuse me if I don’t want liver failure,” you drawled, rolling your eyes, “Besides, six people sharing from the same bottle? That’s unsanitary.”

“What? You worried you’ll catch boy cooties,” Sirius teased, “Because last time I checked, you didn’t mind boy cooties when I saw you making out with Prongs in the broom closet last week. And trust me, none of that was exactly ‘sanitary’.”

You felt your face glow with embarrassment as laughter bubbled over the group. You glanced at James, at the little curl of his lips that wasn’t quite as mischievous as a smirk, but not as open and carefree as a smile. It was somewhere in between...like he wasn’t embarrassed of kissing you, of even being lumped in the same sentence as you. It made your heart swell, your cheeks no longer warm from embarrassment.

“Why don’t we stop harassing (Y/N) and Potter and get on with some games!” Marlene urged, gracefully saving you from Sirius.

“Yes!” Peter agreed, “I managed to find a load of fun muggle games in this book!”

He pulled out a book from his bag and brandished it before you friends.

“101 Party Games to Play at your Bachelorette Party,” Remus read aloud, frowning, “Some how, I don’t like the sound of that.”

“I do!” Mary said eagerly, leaning forward to get a good look at the book.

“Whats a Bachelorette Party?” asked Marlene, brows knitted in confusion.

“It’s a party where a bride and her bridal party celebrate her last night as a ‘single’ woman,” Mary explained excitedly, “My mums been to loads. She always comes back with weird penis shaped memorabilia.”

“Well, what’s the hold up, Wormtail?” James asked, grinning broadly, “Let’s crack it open!”

Peter dropped the book in the middle of the circle and sat back as Sirius opened the first page. A devilish grin spread slowly across his face as he read the index.

“This is brilliant!” Sirius laughed, flicking the page, “’Stick it in the Hole’ a game inspired by all those sex ed classes you pretended to listen to in High School. Two people are required, much like the real thing.”

“Muggles are insane…” Marlene decided.

“Dunk the Weenie in the Creampie,” Sirius continued, “The only time when it is encouraged to be bad at cooking. Simply tie a sausage to your waist with a short rope and try to dunk the sausage in the centre of a cream pie. Beware, this game is messy.”

“Yeah, I’m not playing that,” said Remus, disapprovingly, “I’m not sure what’s worse; having to embarrass myself by grinding on a cream pie in front of my friends or watching you lot do it.”

“Agreed,” said Peter, who was blushing furiously.

“What about this?” Sirius perked up, reading intently, “Bridal Truth or Dare. A sexy twist on a classic game. Players must reveal deep truths or suffer through scandalous dares. The more debauchery, the better!’”

“I’m down for a game of truth or dare,” Mary piped up excitedly.

“Same!” Marlene chimed.

“Me too!” said Peter.

“I have no shame and I don’t believe in regrets so I’ll play,” said James, winking at you.

“Oh what the hell,” Remus shrugged, sighing, “So long as the fire whiskey’s still flowing.”

“What do you take us for, amateurs?” Sirius gasped, his tone oozing with mock-offence.

Everyone turned to look at you. An unpleasant burning sensation prickled beneath your cheeks.

“Alright,” you sighed, grabbing a sugar quill, “I’ll play.”

Marlene and Mary giggled excitedly as Sirius dropped the book in his lap and skimmed the first page.

“Right,” he said, importantly, “If someone asks for truth, they have to answer or risk being forced to do a dare from the list of Extreme Dares.”

“I like the sound of that,” said James, craning to peer at the list.

“I don’t,” you muttered, glancing at Remus.

You knew beyond a doubt that you’d be asked about you and James’ complicated history by one of your friends and, if you refused to answer, would probably have to do something embarrassing with him like let him fondle your breasts or something stupid like that.

“Alright, so the eldest starts,” said Sirius and he grinned, “Which is me so suck it losers.”

Everyone groaned. Having Sirius start a game of Bridal Truth or Dare was going to be excruciating to say the least.

Sirius feigned a deep look of hurt, clutching his chest in pain, “I had no idea you guys thought so highly of me!”

“Hurry up, Padfoot,” Remus grumbled, taking a swing of fire whiskey, “Lets just rip it off like a band aid.”

Sirius’ lips spread into a wicked, calculating smirk. You knew that look all too well; it was the look of someone who was either barking mad or insanely clever forming a devious master plan.

Tapping his chin thoughtfully, he pretended to think for one attractive moment before narrowing his eyes on you.

“(Y/N), Bridal Truth or Dare? Quickly now, or we’ll all sober up and lose our nerve.”

You thought that was quite impossible for two reasons: one, everyone except you had had enough fire whiskey to drown their veins in alcohol and, two, Gryffindors never lost their nerve.

You sighed long sufferingly, “Alright, truth.”

“Bridal truth,” Sirius corrected and then furrowed his brows in thought. His eyes sparked again with a look of wild excitement, “Have you and Prongs ever reached third base?”

Marlene and Mary stifled their giggles. James shot you an apologetic look, grimacing at Sirius.

Something about the challenging look in Sirius’ eye rankled you, grating obnoxiously on your competitive streak. Usually, you were more rational, more ‘pick-your-battles-carefully’, but now, Sirius was closing in on your relationship-not-relationship with James, something you considered deeply personal. If Sirius wanted to play this game, then he’d better be prepared to lose.

“Padfoot,” James began, glancing at you, “I think that’s-“

“No,” you answered, defiantly, “James and I have not reached third base, and that’s only because we kept getting interrupted by you.”

There was a stunned sort of silence at the tone of your voice. Everyone was used to you denying your relationship-not-relationship with James, so your candor was like a splash of cold water in the middle of winter.

You broke the silence by snatching the bottle from Sirius’ grasp, “I’m too sober for this shit.”

“You don’t even drink,” said Marlene in shock.

You uncorked the bottle, “Maybe I should start.”

Tipping your head back, you took a long drag of the fire whiskey and winced as it seared the back of your throat. A moment later, a tickling warmth kindled in your stomach, and what felt like gold shot through your veins, filling you up.

Everyone was staring at you, shocked and speechless. You - Gryffindor prefect, one of the top performing students in the school, rule abider and teachers pet - were breaking a dozen school rules by drinking fire whiskey and admitting quite blatantly that you and James would have had sex if it weren’t for Sirius.

Their shocked expressions made you smirk.

“Are you lot going to keep staring at me or are we going to play?”

***

An hour into the game, and your brain was swimming in pools of intoxicated bliss. It was like peering through rose-tinted glasses - everything was hilariously funny, and your courage and impulsivity had been dialled up by about a hundred while your common sense had abandoned you.

Everyone had participated in an array of embarrassing truths and even more embarrassing dares. Peter had asked you what it was like to kiss Sirius (you and Sirius had a few…flings…in the past, before you had realised your feelings for James).

“Be honest now,” Sirius winked at you, “You don’t have to lie because ol’ Padfoot is here.”

James looked slightly amused, but there was a glint of something dark, something wild in the mosaic of his eyes.

You took your time, formulating a response.

“Eh, he’s alright” you shrugged, nonchalantly, “I’ve had better. A little overrated, if you ask me.”

That had been a mistake. Without warning, Sirius had launched into a wild tickle attack, scrambling toward you and poking his fingers between your ribs. Laughter erupted from your lips as you keeled backward, lying flat on your back as Sirius clambered on top of you.

“YOU SAID BE HONEST STOP TICKLING ME!” you shrieked, laughing hysterically, “SIRIUS! GEROFF”

James was the first to pull Sirius off you, smacking him around the head.

“Ouch!” Sirius yelped, but he smiled at James’ playful expression.

The hours ebbed away.

Soon, everyone was getting bored with Bridal truth or dare and instead decided to play Dare or Dare. You, Marlene and Mary had been dared to race each other stripping your bras off without taking your tops off. While you had done it a million times before, it had been significantly more difficult to do while drunk.

Remus had been dared to sneak into Filch’s office and leave him a love note and James and Sirius had been dared to kiss - which they did, passionately and unabashed.

“Alright,” James had smirked as he stared at you, “(Y/N). Dare or Dare?”

You pretended to consider your options, “Hmm…Dare!”

“I was hoping you’d say that,” James grinned, dodgy and lopsided, “Alright, I dare you to sprint past Dumbledore’s office, topless.”

You grinned, climbing to your feet, “I’ll do you one better.”

Slowly, while maintaining eye contact with James, you stripped into your underwear. James’ expression cycled rapidly between awe and arousal, and you couldn’t help noticing the way he squirmed, trying to casually cover his lap with a pillow.

Marlene let out a low whistle, startling you. You had forgotten about the others.

Grabbing your cloak, your friends all made your way to Dumbledore’s office, dodging out of Filch’s sight and weaving around Peeves, who was throwing furniture around in Filch’s office.

It was only after you watched Nearly Headless Nick sweep past Dumbledores office when you unclasped your robe and let it pool around your feet. Moonlight soaking into your skin, you stepped into the empty corridor and took a deep breath. The air was cool, prickling your skin with goosebumps. Your cheeks, however, felt hot and flushed from the alcohol and adrenaline.

“Go!” urged Sirius and, without hesitating, you ran.

Arms flailing in the air, you sprinted past Dumbledore’s office while your friends giggled madly. Once you reached the corridor, you turned around and raced back but came to a sudden halt when a figure stepped around the corner.

Severus Snape was standing at the end of the corridor, a look of shock and embarrassment creeping into his thin, pallid face.

You immediately took a step back. Severus had become your friend after meeting him in Diagon Alley before your first year at Hogwarts. You’d stopped associating with him after he had started associating with Death Eaters and you had noticed a definite change in his attitude toward muggleborns.

“(Y/N),” he said, softly, as he drank in the view of you, your skin glowing in the moonlight, “W-What-?”

James and Sirius stepped forward protectively and Remus draped your cloak around your shoulders, forcing you behind him.

“What do you want, Snivellus?” James spat, “Looking for another kitten to drown for Lord Stinkamort, are you?”

Severus’ expression contorted into a look of fury. He grabbed for his wand when you stepped forward, lacing your fingers with James’.

“He’s not worth it,” you whispered, and with another urgent tug, you pulled James away, Sirius following.

Perhaps because you were there, neither James nor Severus attacked one another as you retreated to the Gryffindor common room. James was grasping your hand tightly, still enraged by Severus’ presence, but that changed when you pulled him around a corner and kissed him deeply.

“What was that for?” James asked in surprise.

“You don’t want to kiss me?” you asked, playfully, “Oh, alright then…” you started to saunter off but James pulled you back into his arms and crashed his lips onto yours, stealing the breath from your lungs and the words from your tongue.

Panting as he pulled away, James looked around and spotted something to your left. You followed his gaze, where it landed on the Prefect Bathrooms.

“Fancy a dip?” he asked, a sparkle in his eyes.

“Definitely,” you smirked, tugging on his belt, “And this time, we won’t be interrupted.”

***

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[whatstruthgottodowithit]

The Price of Loving Elvis Presley

Fandom: Elvis Presley, RPF, American Actor

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Female Reader

Characters: Elvis Presley, Female Reader, Tom Jones, Jerry Schilling, Sandy Schilling

Word Count: 2256

Rating: Mature

Summary: The whole town is talking, they're callin' you a fool, for listening to his same old lies.

Tags/Warnings: Established Relationship, Love, Implied Cheating, Implied Sex, Cold Shoulder, Arguing, Angst, Fluff, Tom Jones, Vegas Residency, Tom and Elvis, Las Vegas, Reader’s Outfit , It Hurts Me // Elvis Presley

Notes: Hope you like it! I also love the irony that Elvis sings ‘It Hurts Me’ like he isn’t it to a T.

Elvis Tags: @literally-just-elvis-fics @caitlin1996 @notstefaniepresley @18lkpeters

Request by @elvispresleyxoxo​ -  that’s ok , please could it be elvis and reader are making love and elvis calls reader a costar or another girls name she blows up and basically just gets angry doesn’t speak to him for days does stuff to make him jealous but eventually forgives him xx

I could hear him. He was pacing just outside the door no doubt building up the courage to come inside. Or rather wondering what reaction he was going to receive. I had to admit I’d given myself whiplash with the number of emotions I’d been feeling since yesterday. Not that it wasn’t justified. A couple of days ago my moods had been just peachy. Elvis was finally going to be done with his most recent stint in Vegas and had flown me and some of the girls out to meet them. He’d been happy to be almost finished with it which in turn had meant everyone had been in a great mood and he’d been particularly thrilled for us to be reunited.

Or so I thought.

We’d made it one night. In between shows he’d been all over me like a rash which I had missed. I’d even been the one to suggest we head back to the room right after his midnight show was over as our actions were getting all the more amorous. We’d barely made it back to the room before we were all over one another.

Then it happened.

She happened.

In my arms he had called out the name of another woman. Safe to say the mood was well and truly ruined. He had tried to shrug it off as though I had misheard him but that had only angered me. Our loving reunion devolved into screaming and crying (mostly mine) and eventually petered out to us spending the night apart.

That was where I was now, where I had spent the majority of the day. Away from him. My anger hadn’t subsided but I didn’t have the strength in me to argue and since he never wanted to admit he was in the wrong all communication had stopped. Until now.

I’d seen him of course. It never failed to surprise me how the man who could avoid anyone he wanted suddenly popped up whenever I was mad at him. He had made an appearance at breakfast, something that almost never happened as he preferred to rise well after noon. And then whilst I had been enjoying an afternoon with the girls by the pool he had chosen to go for an afternoon dip, his gaze falling on me at the end of every length he did, not that I took him on much.

Now he was pacing outside my door. Well, the door of my friend Sandy who had been kind enough to let me crash with her for the night since I didn’t want to go back to the suite. As I waited for the knock I blotted my lipstick, realigned my cleavage in my dress and ran my fingers through my hair to make it fall just right.

Then it came.

‘Come in,’ I said refusing to get up and let him in. As the door unlatched I busied myself with tidying away the makeup laid on the table in front of me not even looking up as he entered the room. After a moment of silence, he cleared his throat forcing me to look at him.

He looked gorgeous. He was wearing a crisp high collared suit with a white scarf that contrasted his tanned skin perfectly. In the low lamplight, his blue eyes looked electric and his supple lips looked like they needed to be kissed. Any other time I would’ve done so.

‘Hey,’ he said as I stood up and grabbed my purse off the bed, ‘wow, you looked stunning.’ ‘Thanks,’ I said with a sarcastic smile that made his fade as he realised it wasn’t going to be as easy as he thought to win me round. ‘Uh, I came to see if you’re coming to dinner…I wasn’t sure,’ he said rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. ‘Of course I am,’ I said tucking my clutch under my arm, ‘you got a problem with that?’ ‘Of course not,’ he said hurriedly. I nodded and moved past to stand by the door leaving him watching me with a confused look on his face. ‘Are we going or not?’ I asked. He nodded and rushed into action, opening the door so I could walk out. Though he led the way I could feel him glancing at me every so often unsure of how to take me.

We’d argued before of course and he was so stubborn I was normally the one to cave first but I wasn’t feeling it this time. Though the indiscretion could be seen as a minor one, well compared to some of the others, it didn’t feel like it. I always suspected other girls. They were part of his lifestyle. But for one of them to make their way into our bed. Our life. It seemed to hurt more than the rumours ever could. So I wasn’t going to let him off the hook easily. If he wanted forgiveness he was going to have to work for it.

We met some of the boys downstairs and headed across town to where we would be spending the evening. As Elvis was shepherded through throngs of fans, signing autographs and having pictures taken, I wandered towards the girls who were congregated waiting to go in, a fact that I knew would annoy him. He liked to have me close by in incidences like this should anything go awry. When we finally walked into the venue he appeared beside me, his large hand grasping mine tightly as he led us to our seats. He didn’t say anything but I smirked to myself at how much I was getting under his skin.

Throughout the show we didn’t talk much. Our booth was made up of just Jerry, Sandy, Elvis and I with the boys and the girls on either side rather than couple by couple. As he chatted to Jerry about how impressed he was by the act I spoke to Sandy in hushed whispers. He was right. The act was quite something, a phenomenal voice and charisma on stage yet that wasn’t what had got me and Sandy giggling like schoolgirls. He was attractive too. Not as much as Elvis but definitely rugged and handsome. Elvis seemed to notice it too, his gaze flitting to the stage as I mocked fanning myself with a napkin to make Sandy laugh. When our eyes met across the table I could see his jaw clench earning a smile from me.

When the set was almost over a stocky gentleman I had never met before appeared leaning over the booth as he spoke, ‘Sorry to bother you, sir.’ ‘It’s no problem,’ Elvis said politely, ‘what’s the matter?’ ‘Nothing’s the matter it’s just that Tom would like to offer his thanks for you attending tonight,’ he said, ‘he’ll be off stage in a minute if you’d like to come backstage and meet him.’ ‘Sure,’ Elvis said but as he glanced across the table and noted my excited expression the clenched jaw returned, ‘you girls wait here okay?’ ‘ ‘Oh no they can come if they want,’ the man said, ‘Tom won’t mind.’ ‘Yeah baby,’ I said grabbing my purse off the table as I feigned the most innocent expression I could muster, ‘unless you have a problem with me and Sandy coming?’

He glanced at Sandy and then Jerry before his gaze landed back on me. Not only did he hate having to jump through hoops for forgiveness he hated fighting in front of other people. If he agreed he’d be conceding to jump through even more hoops. If he said no he’d be the asshole. He was stuck.

‘Why would I?’ he said with a tight smile. ‘Great,’ I said, ‘then let’s go meet Tom Jones.’

✵✵✵

The night was almost over and though I had enjoyed myself I still wasn’t happy. From the moment we had landed in Tom’s dressing room, Elvis had shifted into entertainer mode. He and Tom had had pictures together and spent ages talking about performing and how they admired each other as entertainers. We’d even headed to dinner with Tom and some of his entourage. And to anyone else, we seemed like a perfect couple.

He was so good at pretending everything was normal I had even started to doubt myself. Was I being unfair? Was I overreacting? It was one measly name. And after all, I had spent the night flirting with Tom freaking Jones to try and get a rise out of him and nothing. Maybe it was time to give up the ghost. Wave the white flag.

I had excused myself to the bathroom, not bothering to ask Sandy to come as she was too enamoured with Tom to leave. Once I was done I gave myself a once over in the mirror and tried to plaster a smile on my face though the feeling of futility never left me. It looked convincing enough though, so I exited the bathroom with every intention of heading back to the private function room we had been in though my path was blocked as Elvis appeared the minute I stepped out of the ladies, grabbing my arm as he steered away from peering eyes towards the end of the corridor.

‘What are you doing?’ I asked, wrenching my arm from his grasp though it was pretty fruitless. I was trapped between him and the wall, I couldn’t go anywhere even if I wanted to. That thought was also made clear as I peered around his shoulder and found a couple of the guys blocking this end of the corridor off. Instead, I watched his flaming blue eyes look down on me. ‘Conceding,’ he said with a small smile. ‘What?’ I asked incredulously as he pulled back, his hands going to my waist. ‘You win,’ he said. ‘Oh I do, do I?’ I asked folding my arms across my chest, ‘and what exactly am I supposed to be winning Elvis?’ ‘Me, admitting I was in the wrong,’ he said unfazed by my coolness as he moved a strand of hair off my face. My resolve crumbled a fraction as he smiled down at me. Only he could admit to his shortcomings and still seem so attractive. ‘You realised that huh?’ I said scrambling to keep the upper hand though it was slipping through my fingers by the second. ‘I knew from the moment I did it,’ he admitted. ‘And yet it took you a day to admit it,’ I grumbled pulling away from him to lean against the wall. Elvis stroked his chin with his thumb as he watched me.

‘Don’t pretend you haven’t enjoyed putting me through the wringer Mama,’ he said. I tried to protest but he raised an eyebrow, ‘the dress, the cleavage, the fawning over Tom.’ ‘He is Tom Jones,’ I said cockily. ‘Are you telling me you’d have paid him half as much attention if we hadn’t been fighting?’ ‘Maybe,’ I said feeling my cockiness crumble, ‘okay probably not and anyway it’s not like you even noticed.’ ‘What because I didn’t whip out my pistol and shoot him? Baby I noticed every time you looked at the goddamn man,’ he said pulling me to him, ‘the way you put your hand on his knee, the way you laughed at all his jokes.’ ‘Didn’t call out his name in bed though, did I?’ I said. It was a last-ditch attempt at winning and we both knew it. Though the way he sighed made me feel as though it had had some impact.

‘No, you didn’t,’ he said finally meeting my eyes, ‘but like I said. I’m conceding. You were right to be angry…I’m sorry.’ ‘Why didn’t you just admit then and there?’ I asked. ‘I don’t know. Stubbornness? I didn’t want to ruin our night…I’d just got you back.’ ‘It ruined it anyway,’ I grumbled.                                   ‘I know,’ he said placing his hand on my neck as his thumb stroked gently across my jawline. ‘You really hurt me E,’ I admitted feeling whatever resolve I had well and truly disappeared when I heard the vulnerability in my voice. ‘I know,’ he said, ‘sometimes I feel like it’s the only thing I do well…that’s why seeing you with him like that hurts so much.’ ‘Why?’ I asked. ‘What if you realise you wanna be with someone like him? I couldn’t blame you for that.’ ‘But I don’t love him,’ I said, ‘I love you.’ ‘Foolish really,’ he said with a sad smile. ‘Probably,’ I agreed placing my hands around the scarf he was wearing so I could pull him towards me. ‘What if I can’t stop hurtin’ ya,’ he murmured sadly. ‘If that’s the price of loving you I’ll pay it.’ ‘I’m lucky you still do,’ he said.

He leant down, brushing his lips against mine for just a moment before pulling back. He was right. It probably was foolish of me to love him given all the hurt he put me through and yet I couldn’t stop. Even if I had to put him through a couple of hoops before I could forgive him I never stopped loving him. I would never be able to stop because the price of loving him didn’t take away the fact that to be loved by him meant everything. And that was something I couldn’t lose.

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[cheshire-kas]

Drarry Flower Shop Fic Rec

📜 Pensées d'Attirance by @orpheous87

Rated: General Audiences Words: 2256 Tags: Drarropoly: Founders Edition - A Drarry Game/Fest, Getting Together, Pre-Slash, Pre-Relationship, Alternate Universe - Flower Shop, Fluff, Oblivious Harry Summary:  Draco is working in his mother's flower shop when Harry wanders in searching for a plant for his office.

Excerpt:

It became a daily routine. Around nine-thirty am the bell above the door would chime and Harry would walk into the shop. Draco couldn’t help but notice that his mother never seemed to be around to help serve, so he found himself dealing with Harry’s increasingly strange requests for flowers and plants.

“Are you buying plants for everyone in the Ministry?” Draco had asked him one day.

“Not quite,” Harry had replied, a faint blush colouring his cheeks.

Rec’ed for @gameofdrarry’s Exploding SNAP! Rec Notes: This was a short, sweet little thing! One of the best parts of a good Drarry fic, especially a good flower shop AU, I feel, is always a meddling Narcissa, and this fic does that well. She gives it that perfect mother’s touch that’s needed to help our two boys find their way.

And speaking of our two boys, goodness gracious! I would have loved to see this expanded! I love the idea that it took them literal months to get their heads out of their asses, so to speak, and see what the hell was right in front of them. I mean, goodness. I can’t fault Narcissa for stepping in at that point!

I would have loved to see the pining during those three months. I’ll bet our boys were both just terribly awful. A very good fic all round!

❤️ Read on AO3

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[fuckallthegood0nesweretaken]

New World CH. Seven

Title: Back on the Road

Words: 2256

Warnings: Mentions of character death(s), strong language

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After driving what felt like hours, you were almost at the highway. Along the way, you had run into almost everyone else. Seemed like they had the same idea to head to the highway. Nobody stopped driving, but you were relieved to see Daryl had made it out okay.

 “[Y/n], do you see Rick? Carl?” Lori asked you. Straining your neck, you looked behind you at the car Glenn was driving.

 “No, I don’t.”

 “They must’ve taken the other car,” she said to herself. You shook your head and kept a lookout for signs of walkers, or your brothers.

 You had almost given up hope you’d ever see them again and when you reached the highway, your heart leapt into your throat. Standing there was Hershel, Carl, Rick and your brothers. Even before the truck stopped, you had hopped out and crashed into both of them, almost falling to your knees.

 “I thought I lost you,” you said, squeezing them tightly.

 Pulling away from the hug, you kissed their cheeks and looked around. The moment you took a step away from your family, Daryl was grabbing you. Kissing you softly, you held onto his arms. You only broke apart when you heard Dean clear his throat. Looking at him sheepishly, you felt Daryl go behind you and wrap his arms around your waist after you took Adeline from Beth. Dean shook his head lightly and Sam had a small smile on his face.

 “Where’d you find everyone?” Rick asked Daryl.

 “Well, those guys’ tail lights was zigzagging all over the road. Figured he had ta be Asian, drivin’ like that.” You nudged Daryl softly and Glenn chuckled.

 “Good one.”

 “Where’s the rest of us?” You asked.

 “We’re the only ones who made it so far.”

 “Shane?” Lori asked. Rick shook his head and you closed your eyes. Even if you never got along, he was still an important part of the Grime’s lives and your heart went out to them.

 “What about Andrea?” Glenn said.

 “She saved me then I lost her,” Carol said softly.

 “We saw her go down,” T-Dog said.

 “Patricia?”

 “They got her too,” Beth said after a second. “Took her right in front of me. I was- I was holdin’ onto her, daddy. She just—“

 Hershel pulled Beth close as she cried and Daryl’s arms tightened around you.

 “What about Jimmy? Did anyone see him?”

 “He was in the RV. I saw it get overrun,” Sam said.

 “You definitely saw Andrea?” Dean asked.

 “There were walkers everywhere,” Lori said.

 “But did you see her?”

 “I’m gonna go back,” Daryl said. He let go of you and went to get on his bike.

 “No,” Rick said.

 “We can’t just leave her, Rick,” you said.

 “We don’t even know if she’s there, hun,” Lori said.

 “She isn’t there. She isn’t. She’s somewhere else or she’s dead. There’s no way to find her.”

 “So we’re not even gonna look for her?” Sam asked.

 “We gotta keep moving. There have been walkers crawling all over here.”

 “I say head east,” T-Dog said.

 “Stay off’a the main roads. Bigger the road, the more walkers, more assholes like this one. I got him,” Daryl said. He picked up his crossbow and shot a walker in the head.

 “Let’s head east. Try for the coast,” Rick said. “Daryl’ll go first, and if anyone needs to stop, honk once.”

 ---

 Carol, Sophia, T-Dog, and the Grimes family were at the back of the caravan; Glenn, Maggie, Beth, and Hershel were in the middle while you, Adeline, and your brothers were in the front behind Daryl. You had been driving for almost four hours when you heard a honk come from Rick’s car. Everyone stopped and you got out of the Impala.

 “Ya out?” Daryl asked Rick as you all made a circle.

 “Running on fumes.”

 “We can’t stay here,” Maggie said.

 “Can’t all fit in these two cars, either,” Glenn said.

 “We’ll have to make a run for some gas in the morning.”

 “Spend the night here?” Dean asked.

 “I’m freezing,” Carl said. Rick took off his jacket and put it on Carl, Dean doing the same to Sophia when she shivered.

 “We’ll build a fire, baby.”

 “When you go out lookin’ for firewood, stay close. Only got so many arrows. How you doing on ammo?” Daryl said.

 “I have maybe fifty rounds for my gun in my pack,” you said. “And this rifle has three left.”

 “We have some, uh, special rounds in the trunk of Baby, but I don’t think we should use those.”

 “Special rounds?” Hershel asked.

 “Later,” Rick said, waving his hand. “So we don’t have enough ammo and the gun bag got left at the farm.”

 “We can’t just sit here with our asses hanging out,” Maggie said.

 “Watch your mouth,” Hershel chided. “Now everyone stop panicking and listen to Rick.”

 “Alright. We’ll set up a perimeter. In the morning, we’ll find some gas and supplies. We’ll keep pushing on.”

 “Glenn and I can make a run now,” Maggie said. “Try to scrounge up some gas.”

 “We should stay together. God forbid something happens and people get stranded without a car.”

 “We’re stranded now, Rick,” you said. Adeline was shivering in your arms and you brought her closer. Daryl took off his jacket and handed it to you. You wrapped her up and shot him a grateful look.

 “It looks bad, I know. We’ve all been through hell and worse, but at least we found each other. We’re together and we need to stay that way.” Rick said. “We have to find shelter. There’s gotta be a place somewhere.”

 “Rick, look around. Okay. There’s walkers everywhere. They’re migrating or something.”

 “There’s gotta be a place not just where we hole up, but that we fortify,” Rick said. “A place that we can hunker down, pull ourselves together, build a life for each other. I know it’s out there, we just have to find it!”

 “Even if we do find a place, and we think it’s safe, we can never be sure. Look what happened with the farm,” Maggie said.

 “We fooled ourselves into thinking it was safe,” you said.

 “We won’t make that mistake again,” Hershel said.

 “We’ll make camp for tonight over there and get back on the road at first light.” You looked at your brothers, worry in your eyes.

 “Does this feel right to you?” Carol asked Daryl.

 “What if walkers come through? Or another group like Randall’s?” Beth asked Rick.

 “Then we’d fight. We’ll keep you safe,” you said softly.

 “Ya know we found Randall, right? He turned but wasn’t bit,” Daryl said to Rick. You noticed he looked a little sick at the mention of that. He looked like he knew something.

 “What the hell happened out there, Rick?”

 “Shane killed Randall, didn’t he Rick?” You said, looking him in the eye.

 “Just like he always wanted ta,” Daryl said.

 “Then the herd got him?”

 Rick looked like the cogs were turning in his head. His thoughts were running at the speed of light and his breathing was heavy.

 “Rick? What’s wrong?” You asked.

 “We’re all infected,” Rick said after a moment. You stopped breathing for a second, and brought your hand to your face. Everyone was looking at Rick and Daryl was the first to talk.

 “What?”

 “At the C.D.C., Jenner told me,” he paused. “Whatever it is, we all carry it.”

 “And you never said anything?” Carol asked. You had sat down on the rail and hung your head, still keeping a tight hold on Adeline.

 “Would it have made a difference?”

 “You knew this whole time?” Glenn said.

 “How could I have known for sure? You saw how crazy that motherfucker was.”

 “That wasn’t your call to make,” Glenn argued. “When I found out about the walkers in the barn, I told, for the good of everyone.”

 “Well I thought it best if people didn’t know.” No one else spoke and Rick walked away. Lori followed him and you went to Daryl.

 “We’re gonna have to build a fire and fast. Ada’s freezing,” you said to him.

 “I’ll see if Glenn can get some firewood. There’s another shirt in my pack ya can wrap ‘er up in. ‘M gonna see if I can hunt anythin’. Try ta get dinner.”

 “Thank you. Stay safe, okay?” You kissed his cheek and walked to the bike. You were starting to shiver now, the jacket still around Adeline.

 “Are you cold, mommy?” Ada asked you.

 “A little bit, but I’ll be okay,” you said, trying to keep your teeth from chattering. It was going to be a long night.

 ---

 Daryl had managed to hunt a couple rabbits and a bird in the few hours he was out. It wasn’t a lot, but it would have to be enough. T-Dog and Glenn had gotten some firewood and started a fire. You worked in silence, the only noise being the sound of a knife ripping through flesh. Daryl left you to work on that and he turned to the fire. As he put some twigs in the flames, Carol turned to him careful to not disturb Sophia, the toddler sleeping in her arms.

 “We’re not safe with him,” she whispered to Daryl. “Keeping something like that from us. Why do you need him? He’s just gonna pull you down.”

 “Nah. Rick’s done alright by me.”

 “You’re his henchman. And I’m a burden. You deserve better.”

 “I’ve gotten my better,” Daryl said, glancing at you. “What do ya want?”

 “A man of honor.”

 “Rick has honor.” With that, he turned back to the fire. You brought up the game a minute later, all ready to be roasted.

 “Here ya go. Ready to be cooked,” you said. Daryl took them from you and squeezed your thigh. You sat back on your heels and basked in the warmth of the fire. Adeline still had Daryl’s jacket on and when you tried to give it back once the fire was roaring, he wouldn’t take it.

 “’M used to the cold,” he said. “She needs it more.”

 “I think we should take our chances,” Maggie said to Glenn.

 “Don’t be foolish,” Hershel said. “There’s no food, no fuel, no ammo.”

 Leaves rustled and you stood up, pulling your weapons out.

 “What was that?” Beth whispered.

 “Could be anythin’,” Daryl said. “Could be more meat.”

 “Or a walker,” you said.

 “We need to leave. What are we waiting for?” Carol said, voice wavering.

 “Which way?”

 “It came from over there,” Maggie pointed. “Back from where we came.”

 “The last thing we need is for everyone running into the dark. We don’t have the resources for everyone to travel on foot.” Another branch broke and Dean walked over to you, Sam staying with Adeline over by the fire.

 “Don’t panic,” Hershel said quietly.

 “I’m not sitting here, waiting for another herd to blow through,” Maggie said. “We need to move, now.”

 “We can’t leave, Maggie,” you said.

 “Do something,” Carol said to Rick.

 “I am doing something! I’m keeping this group together, alive! I’ve been doing that all along, no matter what. I didn’t ask for this! I killed my best friend for you people for Christ’s sake!”

 “What?” You said, eyes widening. “You killed Shane?”

 Everyone looked at Rick, and Daryl came over to you. His hand was on your back and he led you back to the fire.

 “You saw what he was like. How he pushed me. How he compromised us, threatened us. He staged the whole Randall thing, led me out to put a bullet in my back. He gave me no choice!” You heard Carl let out a sob and Rick faltered. Carl was crying into his moms shoulder and Sam was holding Adeline close. Daryl was holding you. “He was my friend, but he came after me. My hands are clean.”

 “Maybe you people are better off without me,” Rick said as he looked around. “Go ahead. I’d say there’s a place for us, but maybe- maybe it’s just another pipe dream. Maybe I’m fooling myself again. Why don’t you go and find out yourself? Send me a postcard. There’s the door, go on. Think you can do better? Let’s see how far you can get.”

 Daryl was still holding you and he felt you tense. Knowing what you were about to do, he held you back.

 “Don’t do it, [y/n]. Think of the kids. They need ya,” Daryl said so only you could hear. You just sniffled and held him tighter.

 “No takers? Fine. But get one thing straight. If you’re staying, this isn’t a democracy anymore.”

 With that, Rick walked away. You knew no one was going to fight his words, it would basically be suicide to walk away from the group and everyone knew it. So you detached yourself from Daryl and sat down next to the fire, making sure the food you had didn’t burn. Daryl sat next to you without speaking and soon everyone was back on the ground. Food was passed around and after everyone ate, they tried to sleep. You knew you wouldn’t be able to sleep, your thoughts running wild, so you relieved T-Dog as watch.

 “Get some sleep,” you told him. “Get warm too.”

 He pat your shoulder and you could feel the cold of his hand seep into your skin.

 “Thanks,” he said quietly. He jumped off the ledge and you squared your shoulders. It was going to be a long winter.

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