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newtgottlieb · 2 years

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♔ could be fun!

♔ : Finding the other wearing their clothes

Thank you for the request, anon! Please enjoy :+]

Newt had thought that moving in with Hermann would be a great idea- they practically lived with each other anyways, between violent nightmares and forcing each other to sleep after too many all-nighters and accidentally passing out on the lab couch and then being helped to the other's bunk because they really ought to keep an eye on the other if they're that tired, right? (And, the "official" reason: The room closest to the K-Sci lab is a couple's room, and the rest of the rooms are practically halfway across the Shatterdome- Something to do with the previous heads of research at this particular location before everything had gone to shit, Newt thinks.)

And, granted, Newt still stands by the idea, mostly- he really just regrets the loss of all his t-shirts.

When he and Hermann had split their closet in half, two shelves and one hanger rack each, Newt had assumed that their clothes would stay that way: separated. For the past who-knows-how-many years, Hermann had been fantastic at keeping their work spaces separate, so why would that change with a closet? And yet here Newt stands, own shelves conspicuously empty while Hermann's are conspicuously full. The hamper is full of Newt's shirts, way more than he can possibly remember using since the last time they'd done laundry. He pokes his head back out of the closet to look at Hermann, who's already dressed in his regular sweater and coat.

"Hey Herms, youuuu wouldn't happen to know who's using all my shirts?" Hermann freezes, back turned. Newt holds back the urge to snort.

"I don't suppose it could have been anyone other than yourself?"

"Uh huh. Relatedly, why isn't there a collar poking out of the top of your sweater today? Or for the last week, really?" Hermann coughs.

"I, ah..." When he turns around slowly, he's biting his lip and Newt can't hold down the laugh.

"I know you've got my shirt under there dude," Newt laughs, crossing the small room and sits on the bed in front of Hermann where he had been trying to pull the covers up neatly.

"I'm attempting to make our bed, Newton," Hermann says instead of responding. Newt can easily catch a hint of red in the other man's ears.

"Hey, no need to be shy!" Newt teases. "My shirts are way fucking comfortable, I get it- and definitely cooler than your button-ups."

"I'm not-" Newt tugs the bottom hem of Hermann's sweater up to reveal a blue shirt with a Godzilla design on it, with the excess tucked into the top of Hermann's slacks. Whatever he had been saying grinds to a halt, and Newt smirks at him.

"Wow, Hermann, didn't take you to be a fan of all those old monster movies," Newt deadpans.

"My- ah- apologies, Newton- I did not think you'd notice," Hermann sputters out, the rest of his face going pink. Newt lets go of the sweater, and takes Hermann's hand instead.

"Woah there, don't worry about it Hermann. Your secret's safe with me." He winks, and Hermann stares at him.

"No, I really ought not to have-"

"Shshshshsh. Shush. I really don't care, dude. We literally share a bed."

"That doesn't-"

"We regularly wake up spooning." Newt didn't think it was possible for Hermann's face to get any more crimson, but it continues going above and beyond his expectations. "Frankly I don't know what excuse you've got wound up and ready to go for that one, but do me a favor and keep it in there. I really don't mind, but maybe just let me see you wearing my shirts sometime if you're gonna steal them- it bet they look super cute on you," he grins. Hermann sighs and sits beside him on the bed.

"Yes... I suppose that could be arranged."

#first time trying to do ask box prompts so i hope this is okay!#kept it short and sweet #lizard screaming #hermann gottlieb #newt geiszler #newmann #pacrim #pacific rim #newtmann #newton geiszler #my art #fanfic #fanfiction #anonymous #kaijuwritingtag

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sergeantsporks · 3 years

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Another Shot at Life

Rating: General Audiences, Gen

TW: Child abuse, emotional manipulation

Ao3

Hunter accidentally makes his way into the human realm and can't get back home. But he's discovering that might not be such a bad thing.

Ch 4/7: Welcome to the Family

Ch 1, Ch 2, Ch 3

A knock sounded on the door, and Hunter looked up from his sketch—not of the door, this time of the view out of the window. Camila had gone out for groceries, leaving him and Vee at home. He was glad about that—he’d fallen asleep leaning against her last night, and now it was just embarrassing to be around her.

“I got it!” Vee called, leaping down the stairs. She opened the door, then immediately slammed it shut, tearing into the living room. “Where’s the phone?!” she yelped.

“What?”

“I need to call Camila—it’s Jacob, he’s here, what is he doing here?!” she wailed.

Hunter marched over to the door and flung it open. “Go away,” he snarled.

“That—that thing is a demon! It may look like a human, but—”

Hunter pushed Jacob back further and stepped outside himself, closing the door behind him. “I don’t care.”

“Well, I do! I saw the staff you had—that was a real magic staff, wasn’t it? And the bird? What are you?”

“I said to go away. You scare Vee. And you kinda creep me out, too. Vee is getting Camila right now, so I suggest you leave before she calls the police.”

“I know she’s not here, I saw her leave, that woman can’t protect you. I am going to get that demon, and if I have to hurt you to get it—”

Hunter punched him in the face. Jacob staggered back with a yell, and Hunter lunged at him, kneeing him in the gut and pushing him backwards to the street. He grabbed a fistful of Jacob’s shirt as he fell, bringing him right up to his face.

“I said to go away,” he hissed, “If I see you around here again, you will wish that you only had to deal with law enforcement, got it?”

“B-but—”

Hunter held out his hand, and Red fluttered to him, turning into a staff. The tip cackled with red electricity, and Hunter held it close to Jacob’s face. “I said, got it?”

“G-Got it!”

Hunter dropped him, and Red returned to its usual form. “Good! Now get your slimy face out of here, okay, okay. Bu-bye!”

Jacob scrambled away, and Hunter returned to the house, shaking his hand. Ow, punching people hurt a lot more without gloves on.

He opened the door, and Vee crowed. “That was awesome! Wait until I tell Camila—she beat him up with her flip flop, you know, you’d think he’d learn to leave us alone. Is your hand okay?”

“Better than his face.”

Camila’s car pulled up into the driveway, and Vee raced towards it. “Camila! Jacob showed up, and Hunter beat him up, it was great!”

“Jacob—oooo I am going to call the cops on him!” Camila gave Hunter a grin. “We can compare notes. I’ll even let you borrow one of my chanclas in case he shows up again.”

Hunter flushed, opening the trunk of her car. “I’mgoingtotaketheseinforyounowokaybye.” He grabbed a handful of bags, marching back towards the house.

“Hey. Hunter.”

He froze in place. “Yyyyyessss?”

“Really—thanks for taking care of Jacob. It means a lot.”

Hunter’s ears burned, and he nodded, lugging the bags inside and setting them on the kitchen counter. Camila brought the rest in, and he went back outside, trudging up the path to the old house where he’d come out of the portal. Red fluttered to his shoulder, and he gestured to the house. “You have any… I don’t know, weird magic palisman feelings?

His palisman shook its head, and he sighed, sitting down on the steps. “Yeah. That’s what I thought.” He flopped back on the old porch. “I’m never going to get back home, am I?”

Red hesitantly chirped, and a jolt went down Hunter’s spine. “Stay here?! I mean—I like Camila and Vee a lot, don’t get me wrong, but I have responsibilities, duties, I—I swore an oath to the coven, and, I mean, I can’t just abandon Uncle Belos!” He ran a hand through his hair. “But if—when—I go back, will I have to tell him about Vee? I don’t… I don’t want her to get hurt. But I can’t just not tell him, right?”

Stay here. What would he even do? Chase off Jacob and carry in groceries until they managed to get some kind of ID for him? Watch shows with Vee? Get more hugs from Camila? Live with people who said thank you, and I’m sorry, and you don’t deserve to get hurt?

But what about his ears, there was no explaining those, he’d never fit in here!

But then Vee was jogging up the path, tugging on his hand and telling him that Camila had bought ice cream, and they were going to make sundaes, and that he should trust her, he would love them.

And weirdly, enough, he did trust her. And he let himself get pulled away from the creepy old house that would bring him back to Belos, and get pulled towards the Noceda house, where Camila was.

“—and anyway, I really like Amethyst, because she reminds me a lot of myself, but who’s your favorite character?”

Hunter blinked. “Sorry, what?”

“Favorite character? In Stephen Universe?”

Hunter rubbed the back of his head. “I—I don’t know, I never really thought about it. I like… all of them, I guess?” He shuffled into the kitchen, where Camila was singing along to some music, chopping up peppers. “Camila?”

She paused the music. “Mhm?”

“Uhh. So. When do you want me to go?”

“Go… where?”

Hunter shrugged. “I mean—I can’t stay here forever, right? You were offering me a place as a guest, but I can’t just keep taking up space and eating your food, so… when do you need me to go by? I’m trying to figure out the portal, I promise, and then I’ll be out, but if I need to move beforehand, I can—”

Camila put her hands on his shoulders, looking him in the eye. “When you figure out that portal. Will you be going back to Belos?”

“Y-yes, of course.”

Camila sighed. “Ayiyi. Madre de Dios protect you. Hunter, you can stay as long as you need. And if you can’t get the portal working—or if you do, and you decide that you don’t want to go back to Belos—we’ll figure it out.” She bopped his nose. “But I want you to stop thinking of yourself as taking up space and eating all my food, kay? It’s been wonderful having you here. And Red, too, of course.”

“But I… I don’t do anything to help.”

“You don’t need to, amorcito. You’re just a kid. You should be worried about—about school, and making friends. Not about where you’re going to sleep and how you’re going to get food.”

“But—”

“If I need help with anything, I’ll let you know, okay?”

Hunter subsided, not entirely convinced. “Okay.”

She went back to cutting peppers. “Good. So. You punched Jacob, huh?”

A smile tugged at the corners of Hunter’s mouth. “Yeah. In the face. And I maybe threatened him a little bit.”

“Good. He locked Vee up once. Thank you for protecting her.”

Hunter’s ears burned, and he looked down at the peppers she was cutting. “What are you making?”

“Stir fry. Want me to teach you?”

Hunter shuffled closer with a tiny nod. He knew how to scavenge for food, of course, and could cook campfire meals pretty well, but the kind of cooking Camila did—he’d never had anything like it back at the coven.

Camila held out her knife, hilt first. “Okay, first, cut the rest of those peppers into strips, see how I did?”

The knife felt awkward and clumsy in his hand. A knife just for cooking. Not stabbing enemies—in fact, this knife would probably be pretty bad at stabbing enemies. Hunter sliced along the pepper, cutting it cleanly into strips. Camila peeled an onion, and handed it to him.

“Okay, chop off the ends, then cut it in half.”

The onion was harder than the pepper—it was round, and kept rolling under the knife. Hunter grabbed it with one hand. “Stay still!” He slammed the knife down onto the onion.

“Hunter—”

The slipped off of the surface of the onion, and he couldn’t stop his momentum. The sharp blade sank into his hand, and he yelped, yanking his hand away. Tears sprang to his eyes, and Camila reached for his hand with a hiss. “Oh, ow, let me see—”

He barely heard her, clutching his injured hand to his chest.

Clumsy.

Stupid.

Useless.

Xxx

Camila watched Hunter go completely stock still, just like he had the night before when he’d punched her on accident. His hand dripped with blood.

“Hey—Hunter—”

“I apologize,” he said in a small, matter-of-fact voice, “I’ll clean up the mess.”

“Hey—heyyyyy.” Camila held her hands up, approaching him slowly. “Shshshshshsh… it’s okay… it’s okay. You’re okay.” She reached out and gently took his injured hand. “Let me see.”

He still didn’t move, but he let her pull his hand away. She examined the cut. “Okay. This doesn’t look deep. You don’t need stitches or anything, just some bandages. Just an accident—happens a lot in cooking, it’s okay. Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.”

She tugged him towards the bathroom. He followed her, but his movement was limited, restrained. A mix of anger and worry swept over Camila. There was a reason behind why he acted like this, and she was pretty sure she knew who to blame.

Could she really let him go back, on the off chance he got the portal working?

She’d helped with rescue animals before—and they acted a lot like Hunter. Cringing away from contact, fretting—she couldn’t even start to unravel his usefulness complex, but she knew when a creature was hurting.

Vee followed them into the bathroom, her eyes wide. “Is he okay?”

His gaze snapped to her, and a different kind of panic seemed to set in on his face. “I’m okay! I’m fine, really!”

He was talking again. Somehow, it wasn’t comforting.

Camila dabbed gently at the cut with a cotton ball soaked in cleaning alcohol. “Shshshshsh,” she said gently when Hunter yelped, his hand tensing. “It’s okay. I know it hurts, okay, I know. I’m sorry, I don’t want it to get infected.” She wrapped his hand up, and nodded to Vee. “Hey, why don’t you take him outside? He looks like he could use some fresh air.”

Vee grabbed his non-injured hand. “Come on! Don’t pass out on me, Hunter.”

Hunter stuck his tongue out at her. “It’s just a little cut, I’m fine,” he insisted, following her outside.

Camila went back to the kitchen, trying to put the pieces together in her mind. He acted one way around her, another way around Vee. Camila tried to think back on other instances—when Vee had complimented him on taking down Jacob, he had taken it in stride. When she had complimented him, he’d gotten flustered. Based on what Vee had told her about the day before, he’d pulled Vee into the rain, had splashed in puddles. With her, he’d been terrified, and had barely moved.

He’d said Luz had been nice to him—and Camila felt a little glimmer of pride at that. Okay. So, Vee, looked like Luz. Hunter associated Vee as an equal, maybe even a friend. Camila was an authority figure. Owner of the house, the boss.

Camila did not like it.

She’d known what Belos had done to Vee, of course. But Hunter was one of his own, Hunter was one of his guards. She poked her head outside to see Hunter on the roof, trying to coach Vee through getting up.

“It’s not that hard—climb up onto the trashcan—”

“Hunter! What are you doing up there?!”

He jumped, and guiltily climbed down, landing with a little oof. “Sorry.”

“Can you come in for a minute, please?”

He shuffled inside, and Camila rolled a hand. “Relax. You’re not in trouble. But, uh—please don’t climb on the roof, it’s not safe.”

“Parkour was part of my training, and I have excellent balance. I won’t fall.”

“Ayiyi. Okay. Please don’t encourage Vee to get up there, though.” Camila took in a deep breath. “I just wanted to ask—you said you threatened Luz. Will you tell me what happened?”

There it was. He froze again, as if limited movement would make him harder to see. “She had something I needed. So I…”

“Hey. You’re not in trouble,” Camila repeated, “I promise. What did you need?”

“Palisman. And—well, I guess I could have killed the Selkidomus by myself, but she was there, and I had the rat thing, and…”

“Why did you need that?”

“Well—Uncle Belos needed them.”

Uncle Belos. Camila racked her memory, trying to remember if Hunter had ever referred to him that way before—but she only ever remembered ‘emperor’ before his name.

Hunter was watching her expectantly, and she shrugged. “That was all, thank you.”

He exited the house as quickly as politely possible, and Camila sighed, removing her glasses and rubbing the bridge of her nose. Okay. So, what did she have? Belos had forged some kind of familial bond with Hunter. He sent him out on errands, errands where he’d run into Luz. Belos punished his nephew when he did something ‘wrong.’ He told Hunter that it was his fault, that he’d set off some curse. If Hunter thought he was in trouble, he froze—making himself a smaller target, or just trying to not make the situation worse?

Either way, Camila’s blood boiled at the thought. No wonder he was so scared of her getting mad—he thought she would hurt him. And no wonder he’d threatened Luz—she wasn’t happy about that, but when she thought about what probably waited for him if he failed, she couldn’t blame him for going to any lengths to complete Belos’ tasks.

Vee wandered into the house, planting herself in front of Camila. “Camila? I was thinking. Hunter probably shouldn’t keep sleeping on the couch. I know we’re waiting for Luz to come home, and when she does, we can figure it out, but I was thinking, she has a bunk bed, and I’m only using half of it, so maybe we could share the room? I know it’s Luz’s room, but I just kind of feel bad that he’s sleeping on the couch when there’s an extra bed right there.”

Camila gave Vee a smile. “I think that’s a wonderful idea, mija. Question—do you think he’s any closer to figuring out how to get back?”

Vee shook her head. “No. He was up at the old house, earlier, but he was just sort of sitting there.”

Good, Camila thought, with a little nod.

Vee darted outside, and dragged Hunter back in, gathering up his armor and uniform in her arms.

“Hey! Be careful with that!”

Vee shook her armful of clothing at him. “I’m pretty sure it’s designed to be tough, right?” She deposited the stuff in his arms, grabbing some hangers. “Come on.”

Camila followed the two of them upstairs. Vee hung Hunter’s uniform up in the closet, and gestured to the bunk. “I’ve already got the top bunk, Mr. Parkour.” She cleared Luz’s stuffed animals off of the bottom bed, lining them up on the desk. “Also, we can hang blankets around the bottom bunk so that it makes a dark little cave—in case you want to sleep in.”

Red flew around the room, singing, and eventually perching on Hunter’s shoulder. Camila pulled out her phone. “Okay, new roommates picture!”

Vee slung one arm around Hunter’s shoulders, pulling him down next to her and grinning. Camila snapped a picture, then laughed at the bewildered look on Hunter’s face. “Hunter, smile!” She snapped another picture, then lowered the phone. “Hey, mijo, is everything okay?”

His face was scrunched up, and he swiped at his eyes. “Why are you so nice?” he demanded, “I’ve—I haven’t done anything to deserve it, I attacked your daughter, and I—”

“You beat up Jacob because he scared me,” Vee offered, “You let Red help me when I was scared.”

Camila put one hand on his scarred cheek. “Hey—hey, Hunter, look at me, mijo.”

He did, his eyes watery.

“Everyone deserves a little kindness. You’ve made mistakes. So what? I’m not perfect, either. But I’m trying to be the best I can. And you deserve that chance, too.”

His shoulders started to shake, and Camila wrapped him up in a hug. “Okay. Come here. Ooookay.”

“I don’t know what I want anymore,” he mumbled, “I don’t know what I want to do—I used to have my future figured out, but now-!”

“I didn’t even have a future until I ran away,” Vee offered quietly, “It’s scary, I know. But it’s better than being under someone else’s control.”

“We’ll help you figure it out,” Camila soothed, “If you can’t go back—or if you don’t want to—we’ll help you.”

Hunter pulled back, scrubbing at his eyes. “I—I’d like that.” He gave Camila a watery smile as Red landed on her shoulder, tweeting happily. “I’d like that a lot.”

Ch 5

#toh #the owl house #toh fanfiction #toh hunter #camila noceda #vee noceda #my writing

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messinwitheddie · 4 years

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Squee "Prof. Membrane, Sir. My name is Todd Casil and I swear to Christ, I can explain everything. Just PLEASE don't call the cops-"

Prof. Membrane "No one is calling the cops. I know who you are, son."

Squee "You DO?"

Prof Membrane "It's been so many years-- H-how's your mother?"

Squee "Dea- uh-- She, uh-- she passed away about 4 years ago."

Prof. Membrane "She...oh my God..."

Squee "I'm sorry."

Prof. Membrane. "I'M sorry."

Squee "Not to disrespect her memory, Prof- sir, but, I'm sure you're more sorry than I am."

Prof. Membrane "This is ALOT for me to process right now."

Gaz "I'm behind everything, dad. I wanted to find out more about mom and I learned about Todd. I'm the one who contacted him. I'm the one who said he could crash in our living room. Please don't be-"

Prof. Membrane "Gaz, go to your room. We're going to have a VERY long talk tonight. Leave your game slave OFF."

Dib "It isn't all her fault. I knew about the whole Todd coming to live here thing and I kept my mouth shut about it."

Prof. Membrane "We're having a long talk too, son. Don't worry. Gather ALL your alien hunting paraphernalia and for the last time, leave it in your room!! You're almost 14!! You're too old for this crap AND SO AM I!!"

Dib "Yeah, no kidding."

Prof. Membrane *frustrated growl*

Squee "Prof. Membrane, I never meant to cause any trouble. I didn't have anywhere to go after my dad kicked me out of the house and when Gaz messaged me, I--"

Prof. Membrane "Shshshshsh! Hold it...Your father kicked you out? You're what? 17 now?"

Squee "Just turned 18."

Prof. Membrane "That peice of shit! I--! I apologize. That was an inappropriate thing to call him."

Squee "Not at all. That's what everyone calls my dad."

Prof. Membrane. *sighs heavily, holding back tears* "I tried to help her, but I made everything so much worse. I'm so sorry. What will it take to make things right?"

Squee "I didn't come here for money or anything, if that's what you're asking. I don't know why I left LA to come all the way here, honestly. I wanted to meet my sister and brother and I guess I just wanted a fresh start. I got both of those things, so I'm good. I can pack my shit out of your living room and be gone first thing in the morning."

Prof. Membrane "Absolutely not! No one in my household is facing the world alone at 18 like I did. You're welcome to stay as long as you need to."

Todd "Oh my God...thank you, Professor."

(A conclusion to a scene/ dialogue I did a while back. It's not quite so obvious at first, but the Membrane family is inching their way closer to each other.

#invader zim #squee #dib #gaz #prof. membrane #one year #after ETF #found family #healing family

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abbyilr1967 · 4 years

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I Only Followed Orders - Dean x Reader

Summary: You are a recruiter for a vampire pack. Sent into a sleazy bar one night to pick up your owners next victim, you make the unfortunate mistake of picking out one of the most famous hunters known to monster kind.

Warnings: swearing, drinking, slight violence

Word Count: 1k

As you walk into the bar, you fix your posture and adjust the skimpy little outfit that your owners force you to wear whenever you go out looking for their next victim. It became second nature to you, having to put on a show for some poor sucker, then dragging them all the way back to the nest of vamps waiting for their next meal. You had learned how to tune it out, the sounds of their screams as they are sucked dry. But the anticipation of having to go through with it was enough to make you want to vomit sometimes.

When you enter the bar you take a quick survey of the area, looking for someone who is tall and fit. So they won’t need you to go out again. You make your way over to the bar, taking a seat on the barstool. You take another scan of the bar and make eye contact with a tall dark drink of water sitting over in a booth with another taller man. You watch as he scans you up and down slowly. You make effort in arching your back and showing off your best features. While trying to look innocent at the same time. Again, it’s like you’re on autopilot. When his eyes meet yours again you smile and turn away. Knowing that he’s gonna make his way over to you any minute now.

“Hey Sweetheart,” he says coming to sit beside you at the bar.

‘Right on queue’ you think to yourself.

“How’s bout I buy you a drink,” he says smoothly.

“Sure,” you start. “Do it also come with your company as well?” you ask.

“Sweetheart, its a package deal,” he says. This is too easy you think. “What do you like?” he asks.

“Scotch, neat,” you tell the bartender. The man gives you an impressed look.

“Make that two,” he says. The bartender starts on your orders, and the man turns to face you.

“What’s your name princess,” he asks.

“Y/n,” you tell him. “What’s yours handsome?” you ask in return.

“Dean,” the bartender sets your drinks down in front of you and you bring the rim of the glass to your lips. You take the dark liquor down in one swallow, making sure to emphasize it. He’s giving you that impressed look again.

“So Y/n, what's a girl like you, doing in a place like this?” he asks.

“Looking for some fun,” you say, looking him up and down slowly.

“What about you?” you ask. “Someone as good lookin as yourself must have a girl to go home to,” you say looking down at your empty glass.

“Nope,” he says bluntly. “I’m just looking to have some fun myself,” he says with his eyes trained on your lips.

He swallows down the last of his drink. You start to get up from the barstool. Moving around behind him, you whisper close in his ear.

“Let’s go back to my place,” he turns to face you, lips centimeters away from each other.

“Meet me out by the cherry red jeep,” you say before slowly turning around to walk towards the door.

You can hear him behind you quickly taking out his wallet to pay for your drinks. As you reach the door you can hear him throw what sounds like car keys to his friend over in the booth. You slowly start to saunter towards your car, making sure to sway your hips a little more than usual. You hear his come up behind you as you get to the driver side door of your car, he places his hands on your hips and presses quick kisses to your neck.

“Where to princess?” he asks.

“Just get in the car,” you say playfully.

He reluctantly lets go of you and heads to the passenger’s side of the car. He slips in next to you.

“How far is your place baby,” he starts. “Because I don’t know how long I’ll be able to keep my hand off of you for,” he says in a husky voice.

“Not too far,” you reply, and off you were.

Once you had turned onto the long dirt road that leads to the farmhouse the nest lives on you see out of the corner of your eye that Dean’s body language had changed.

“I know it looks creepy, but this was my parent’s farm, they left it to me,” you say as a cover for the creepy looking farmhouse you called home.

“Oh,” he says.

You stop the car, and you both rush to get out. You lead start to lead him towards the house.

“So baby,” Dean starts as you feel his hands roam your body. “What do you have in store for-” and his sentence is suddenly interrupted by your alpha vamp bashing him on the back of the head.

“Good job precious,” he says to you has two other vamps come to pick him up and drag him towards the barn. “Such a good little girl,” he whispers in your ear.

“Can I go now please,” you ask nervously as his hand comes to rest on the back of your neck..

“Go back to the barn and get changed, you’ll be watching our prisoner until he wakes,” he says as he presses his thumb into the bite marks you’ve been hiding under the makeup.

“Agh,” you groan. “Yes, sir.”

By the time you’ve reached the barn, Dean has already been tied to the post in the middle of the barn. You can see the stream of blood flowing from the back of his head. Once you’ve changed your clothes, you take an old cloth and get wet it with the hose. You go back over to Dean and begin to clean his head wound. They never come out to the barn until you tell them that the victim had woken up. So they never see you cleaning whichever wounds are afflicted upon them. As your cleaning the wound you feel him start to wake.

“What the hell,” he says groggily.

“Shshshshsh,” you say. “Stay quiet, they’ll hear you,” you say.

“What the hell did you do to me,” he says angrily. His eyes are fully open now.

“I had too,” you whisper. And as if on queue the alpha vamp burst through the door.

“What are you doing,” he shouts while walking over to you. He grabs a fist full of your hair and yanks you away from Dean.

“Hey! Let her go!” Dean yells.

“What were you doing,” the alpha asks you. “You know not to play with our food,”

“I’m sorry,” you whimper. “I-I-I-” you say trying to come up with an excuse.

“Maybe I might just have to feast on you as punishment for your disobedience,” the alpha spits in your face.

Dean is struggling against his restraints as you struggle against the hold of the alpha.

“Please don’t,” you cry. “Not again.”

“Don’t touch her!” Dean shouts, catching the attention of your captor.

“Why not?” he asks. “It’s not like you can do anything to stop me,” the alpha’s fangs come dangerously close to your neck.

Dean is struggling even more with his restraints, trying to break free of them.

“Do whatever you want to me,” Dean tries to bargain. “Leave her alone,”

“I’m not sure you’ll be as fun to torment as her,” he says before sinking his fangs into your neck.

You scream as you feel the blood begin to leak out of your wound. You quickly start to become lightheaded, and then you hit the floor. You could barely understand what was happening around you. You try to sit up and has your consciousness begins to fade in an out, you see what looks like Dean beheading the alpha vamp.

“Dean?” you whimper on the ground. “Dean?”

“I’m here, let’s go, sweetheart,” he says as he picks you up bridal style and starts to run towards your car. You can hear him under his breath, mumbling “Shit” as he runs. When he reaches your car, he wretches the passenger side door open and sets you down in it. Dean jumps in the driver’s seat and quickly starts the car.

“Hold on sweetheart, I’m going to get you home,” he says as the car speeds down the road.

#spn family #spn fandom #supernatural #supernatural fandom #supernatural family #spn #dean winchester #dean x y/n #dean x reader #sam winchester #supernatural fanfiction

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stearynite · 3 years

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I don't know when will I found someone who would make me happy when around him.

It's been a while since that day. On 2016, He want to broke up with me with no reason, i think? I feel like I don't know until figure it out that maybe we don't match each other, am i right? But then, i realized again that I'm not too good for him. I mean.... yes, i'm a bit ignorant, i knew it.

Well, everyone said that so i think that's why he broke up with me. And, yes with a li'l bit heartless, i am such a bitch because i never said that i loved him since the day one? Wow can't you believe it? But i clearly remember that everytime he wanted me to say 'L' word, i immediately to avoid it. SHSHSHSHSHS. Let's say that i'm so cruel which is true! Hahaha *laughs in pain*

And then, boom! Our relationship has been crashed just like that. Don't you think I had to cried out loud? No, i'm laughed. Literally laughed really hard, like "Oh finally he figured it out that i'm not a good girlfriend for him. And he break up with me." But then, after a weeks, for the first time, I know what broken heart is.

I missed him like a crazy, thinking about how can I did something bad to him. Thinking about how I regret my mistakes, and suddenly I cried.

Cries about how stupid i am letting him go and I just sit on my own table and thinking about what should I do after this? No, just regretting what i've done to him and all mistakes. I am a girl with no hopes. There's no way I could found someone like him. I always holdin' on my prestige to not say 'I love you' or 'You are the best boyfriend' and 'I'm so glad that I know you' while the truth is everything I said earlier was true!

He was my first boyfriend, first crush if I'd say that and he took my first kiss. He was the one who can cheered me a lot and always made me think that I worth. He even doesn't mind with me as a hardcore-kpop-trashy. He was definitely loved me as i am.

And I really want to thanked him for accepted me as i am. 11 months isn't a short-time. That was a long moments on high school, you were the one who coloring my high school life and makes me feel happy and loved at that moment. Thank you once again for everythingt that you gave. I'm so sorry if I ain't good enough.

Truthfully, I'm so happy that you have found your own happiness. Like I always prayed for you to always be happy and be a good man, then found someone better than me who can make you feel loved and cherish you a lot. And now, you have one ;)

Sincerely,

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transdro1ds · 4 years

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I can’t shake the idea of like, doing a Reed900 fic where it seems like I did a regular ol They’re Both Homo Sapiens AU (calling it “human AU” is inaccurate guys it’s in the name of the game!!!) where like Gavin thinks he’s falling in love with/dating just a plain ol flesh and blood person and then finally Nines is like Um. There’s something I should tell you. And it’s that I’m an android. And Gavin is like WTF The Fuck

I mean it would have to take place in an AU where that would be extremely surprising. Maybe set in 2020 and Gavin is like “Ok but that’s not...possible...” and immediately starts worrying about all the times he’s said mean things to Siri and gets distracted by that and Nines is still just standing there waiting for him to fully respond to his statement

Or where androids are very rare maybe??? Maybe he’s escaped from some lab somewhere and he’s living incognito and he’s like “You can’t tell anyone but that high tech military android whose daring escape was all over the news?? The one they still can’t find? Uhhh c’est moi” and Gavin is like. No skin off my nose if some megacorp with a fat DoD contract never gets their fancy android back. Do you wanna move to Canada or something? Would that even help throw them off your trail? Either way I’ve always wanted to live in a cabin let’s live in a cabin yes this is me asking for us to move in together

Either way I kinda want to tie it back to amputee Gavin...like I don’t give a fuck my leg is made out of the same stuff as you are and it’s a good leg and I like it and it’s my leg and I’m human so it’s a human leg so clearly what someone is made out of doesn’t make them less human so like—

and Nines is like. Gavin. Shshshshsh. I’m not sure what’s happening but I feel like you’re spinning out a little bit and Gavin is like WHY WOULDNT YOU TELL ME BEFORE????

(and Nines is like I TRIED and Gavin thinks back to all the heavy handed hints and Nines repeatedly lightly “joking” that he doesn’t eat or sleep and Gavin is like...IM A FUCKING IDIOT)

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op-law · 3 years

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Charlotte Kato x Reader {I Need You} Ch 7

(Y/n)'s Pov

As I tried to recover from my near brush with death, I began to make eye contact with the bitch that scared me half to death. "Hahahaha. You're so damn easy to scare (Y/n)! Though the Pumpkin didn't even flinch that's a little unassuming. Come on mom is worried sick about you (Y/n). It's long past curfew after all little Pumpkin Children~ Consider yourself lucky that nothing unsettling attacked you two"

"Ren what the hell!?" I had no clue why this bitch was here though the beast sitting behind her didn't appear to be very happy that I was yelling at the girl. Kato also was still on edge as his grip tightened on the handle of his blade but attacking this thing wouldn't end well for either of us.

'Grrrrrrr'

I wasn't sure exactly what this creature was but its inky black exterior remained me of thick tar and Ren seemed to be speaking with it. "Relax Kage~ We like (Y/n) so you're not allowed to attack her" Oh great this girl was friends with the monster though maybe this thing was actually a good person and I was just judging it prematurely. "What is that thing Ren and why does it have a name?"

"Hmm? Oh, this is Kage or more commonly known as Kage no Otoko. He's a shadow creature that lives within these woods but we're friends so you're perfectly safe. Come with me and I'll take you back to the house. Good thing you're smarter than the average bear (Y/n) since if you went anywhere near those mugs, you'd be captured by that net trap those pesky goblins set" Ren sure knew a lot about these woods though why in the hell did she have a Shadowman as a 'friend'?

"Is 'Kage' the reason why mom doesn't want us in the woods past ten?"

"...No, there are dark forces that call this place their home and unfortunately, they are strongest after the sunsets. We should move before one of them finds us since my abilities won't be enough to keep them away from Kato. You're untouchable to them (Y/n) but you're not immune to being kidnapped"

"Are you a witch Ren?" My mother had said that she was though Ren wasn't my blood sister so I didn't know what exactly she was but the girl never missed her target. "Hahahaha. That's a good one (Y/n)! Did you hear that Kage? Me, a witch? Don't be silly (Y/n). I'm a hunter and I slaughter all creatures that threaten to end the peace within this world but those few are stronger than what I can handle alone. Come along we need to leave this place before they start showing up. Kage, protect that Pumpkin Man and don't let them kill him"

"Who is 'they' and why can't you handle them alone?... Kato, please stop glaring at Kage but keep your weapon at the ready. I need you to protect me, after all~" Determining this man's facial expressions was difficult but the way he was frowning was my only way clear indication of what his hollowed-out eyes could be doing. "I don't like this Shadowman and if he steps out of line, I'll kill him without a second thought"

There was some doubt in my mind that Kato could even cut this thing but maybe Kage's body was able to be cut through. I had no idea though as Ren started to speak, I could hear the rage within her voice. "You wouldn't touch my precious Kage you damn bastard! He is mine and I love him! If you try to hurt him, I'll kill you myself!" Did Ren just say she loved him? Hm, and this bitch had the audacity to insult Kato during their first meeting while she was doing god knows what with a shadow thing.

"Let's get going! We won't want anything attacking us now would we Ren?" Having a fight break out between Kage and Kato was something I wanted to avoid at all costs. Though now that Ren seemed to be forcing on the task at hand again, I could only hope we made it out of these woods without further agreements starting between them. "Shit! Follow me and stay close we'll need to process with caution from this point forward though thankfully the woods are less childish tonight"

"What does that mean Ren? A place cannot be childish"

"Oh, these woods are very childish (Y/n). Didn't you notice how it added those extra pathways? If I hadn't located you two when I did then it's very possible that you would have never made it out of these woods alive. Well, we're not out of the woods yet but don't you worry I know this place better than anyone"

As I turned to face the man that was carrying me, I noticed he was still on edge though at least Kato looked put together. "I'm not worried. Kato are you worried?" Even if I told myself anything was fine and that Ren would lead us back to the house there was still a small part of me that just wanted to curl up in a tight ball and cry herself to sleep. "No, I'm not worried (Y/n)"

"You both should be worried~ These woods will eat you alive if you have even the slightest trace of fear within your bodies~ Shshshshsh" Ren's lips never moved though Kage had made a few slight movements beside her before he leaned down to her level. "It can talk!?" I'm not sure why this had surprised me but maybe it was due to the fact Kage had only growled at us until this point.

"Yeah, he is a man after all. This inky black cloak you're seeing is just for show but I like it so he rarely removes it unless it's time for bed. Stop asking questions we need to process with caution and your constant talking is going to lead them straight to us" Damn, I didn't want any of these creatures to find us though I still hadn't received an answer about what lived within these woods. "Can I at least know what lives here?"

Kato's Pov

I was curious about the inhabitants of these woods as well but right now I needed to monitor the perimeter should anything try to attack my Pumpkin Queen. Her life was priceless to me and if beings like Kage were living here then it was not going to be an easy task leaving this place.

"As you have already seen Kage used to live here though he's not any threat. Although the others within these woods aren't so friendly and seek to cause chaos whenever possible. The worst ones are known as the 'Lost' we don't have a clear history of them but they appeared within our world long before the sixteenth century. (Y/n)... they wish to end your life for some unknown reason though until your eighteenth birthday you are safe. Come on we need to hurry"

"Do you know if my father's death was an accident? I hadn't thought about that day for years but when he left it was like... he knew that was going to be the last time he'd see me" (Y/n)'s voice almost couldn't finish her sentence though I never interrupted the girl. "I'm not allowed to discuss that (Y/n) but it wasn't an accident... Ask my father about it, he was there that day dealing with the aftermath"

"K-Kato can you help distract me for a few minutes?" She came off guarded but inside my Queen was in such pain and there was little I could do about it. "Sure, (Y/n)... What do you think of this Kage character?" I didn't like this thing since there was just something off about him though I wanted to know (Y/n)'s opinion of the creature. "He reminds me of No-Face but without a mask though he's creepy as hell. Please don't pick a fight with him unless it's necessary Kato"

"Heheheh. I won't (Y/n)~" Distracting the girl was going well though her sister decided to speak up from her spot a few feet ahead of us. "You two are weird" I didn't bother responding but (Y/n) had other plans. "Says the one dating a thing straight from a horror movie"

(Y/n)'s Pov

As I leaned against Kato's chest, I noticed Ren had stopped walking down the path. She slowly turned to face me though I didn't like that smirk she had on her lips. "He has a human form and you're meant him once before (Y/n)" That made zero sense since Ren never brought home anyone named Kage before. "I'm sorry but I must have been drunk since I've never meant anyone named Kage"

"We used an alias that night, you know him better as Brandon. Do you want to show her Kage or should we let the hoe think about it for a while?" My mind was blanking on this Brandon guy but Ren had plenty of friends who came around to the house. "Why did she call you a garden tool (Y/n)?" It was a risk to tell the man about the meaning behind that word but it's not like he was going to attack the girl so I started to tell him.

"It's not in reference to that it's short for whore Kato" Surprisingly the man didn't at all respond like I expected him to but that last thing caused my face to go bright red. "I think she needs to read a dictionary since it's rather difficult for a virgin to be a prostitute" Ren's laughter started to fill my eardrums though I couldn't find the courage to reply. "Hahahaha. Oh, my fuck I can't with this guy! Come on Kage let's hurry up so we can finish making that cake together"

After a few moments of silence, Kato began to poke up my cheek though I still didn't give him an answer. "Did I upset you (Y/n)? I-I didn't mean to assume your sexual status. Please don't be mad at me" Kato did nothing wrong though I wish he didn't get so technically with that word. "It's alright Kato. Maybe when we get back, we can steal some of Ren's cake~ Hehehe"

"Their closing in on this location Ren. (Y/n)'s presence is drawing them in from all sides. A fight will break out before we reach the edge of the forest" This was serious though Ren didn't look too concerned over the news. "Well, I guess we have no choice but to fight if they show their ugly faces. How far are we from the edge?"

"Ten minutes and the enemy is two minutes out" I couldn't hear anyone approaching but Ren was already taking out something from the bag she was carrying. A flare gun? "Prepare for battle!" As she shouted out, I watched a flare shoot into the air though I figured it didn't matter since the enemy already knew our location. "Kato put my sister down and get ready to kill anything that comes at you!"

He was reluctant to release me from his hold though, in the end, I think he realized it was better to fight with both his hands-free. "Stay close (Y/n) I don't want you to get hurt" We still needed to continue towards the forest edge though without Kato carrying me it was going slower than before.

"Cititor~ Cititor~ Ieși cititor~ Joacă-te cu noi. Nu mușcăm... greu~"

I didn't recognize that language though it made the girl ahead of me pause before Kage handed her a weapon. "Did you hear that Ren?" Kato had picked up on the voices as well since both of his hands rested against the handle of his rapier. Ren had ordered us not to move and I had been scanning the tree lining when I locked eyes with someone's red ones.

"Poftim! Cititor apreciat~ Noi vrem~ Atac~ Atac~ Atac~ Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Everything had happened so quickly and it wasn't until Ren started to yell did, I snap out of my trance. "Damn it! Hey, get your ugly ass off of him!" One of these red-eyed creatures had attacked Kato but they looked so human-like. "Îți voi vărsa sângele! Părăsiți acest loc!" Ren seemed to know the language they were speaking and it caused them to stop their assault.

"W-... We want the gi-girl! She belongs to us!" Their English was rough but their point was made. Kato's blood-stained the creatures' fingertips and I watched in disbelief as those same hands moved before the creature started to lick at it. "Savuros~"

'Bang' 'Bang' 'Bang'

"Damn I really hate these freaks... Who's the guy laying in a pile of his own blood?" I was thankful that he had shown up but now my attention could turn back to my injured Kato. "TJ there are you! What took you so long!? I was this close to becoming someone's dinner!" There was no time to listen to Ren and TJ argue my Kato was bleeding way too much. "Make yourselves useful before Kato bleeds to death!"

"Relax my little one he'll be just fine~ Let's get him back to the house where he can heal. He's going to be just fine (Y/n) come on before the others show up. That race doesn't take kindly to their own blood being spilled" My mother's words didn't help much though the bastard Frank was already carrying Kato away so I had no choice but to follow after him.

'Please don't die Kato. I need you here with me'

~~~~~~~~~

End Chapter 7

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moonraccoon-exe · 7 years

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I think I'm gonna jump in the gladnis stories submissions ^^ So. Reincarnation AU. Gladio is a highschool teacher. He teaches history (many ppl think he teaches phys-ed due to his size but nope he's a history nerd). One day in a new school year one of the students in his class caught his attention. He's blond, wear glasses, has pretty green eyes, and scored the highest on the entrance exam. Maybe they don't remember much about Before, maybe they do. (Continued to part 2)

*RACCOON SCREAM*

YES

BRO

I AM- I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO- WHAT IS- AHAHAHA WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME THIS IS FANTASTIC OKAY I’M GOING TO -

*heavy breath*

First off, so GOOD you’ve jumped into the Gladnis story-sharing-with-Raccoon sort of thing. I often see you in my activity, but rarely speaking, so when your entries came in I was like “*insert gif of kermit flailing*, because it’s 1. someone I know, 2. A GODDAMN FANTASTIC SCENARIO, seriously, I don’t know what my favorite part of all this is, I am- *breathes* *fans self* I am so excited pajsdposdjf

Reincarnation. Finally, living peaceful, normal lives where nobody is majorly injured or traumatized. Getting the rest and the happy lives they deserve. Awmanyes :’)

Gladio as a history nerd, YES, PLEASE. I imagine he’s still a bookworm reading every damn second of life, so no wonder he’s a history nerd. I imagine him having lots of historic-novel themed books, aw. Also a teacher? YES PLEASE, UGH.

Aosjdspjfpsoojspfopsjdd

Imagine the first time Iggy and Gladio looked at each other.

Class starts, teacher comes in, he greets as chill and positive as always, leaves his bag at his chair, puts the hands on the desk, looks up to his class of this new year’s course and-

-there. In the first row. Sat on the very front, one of the many new kids. Must be fifteen, there were Gladio’s twenty three or twenty four (or were you imagining a larger age gap, friend?). He’s in the school uniform, but he makes it seem a thousand times more elegant than it is. But he added nothing to it; it’s just…the air to himself. The hair in a fringe that feels so familiar. And a pair of glasses, and…a few, subtle dots on the face, birthmarks, and…

Eyes. Green eyes. A special kind of green. Not particularly outstanding in beauty itself, not a strange or odd sort of green, it’s not the color, it’s the…aura in those eyes, something familiar and…

Ignis. This is Ignis.

Maybe it’s the first time Gladio remembers some glimpses of his past life, when he looks at Ignis and the glance triggers in him a couple memories. Glimpses of his past life, his role, his duty, his memories…and most of them, related to these very same green eyes. The same green eyes that he always loved. The same green eyes he saw vanish and die.

So, fleeting glimpses of his past life flashing before his eyes and recognition of the soul in this student, Gladio is currently in shock. All that he’s doing is stare eye widened and maybe even pale at this boy.

And this boy is staring back…with the same look of shock.

Eventually and forcing himself to stare away because he’s realizing he shut up mid sentence only to stare with a look that could be easily confused as horror at a student, Gladio continues his introductory speech, and when he reaches for the chalkboard to write his name, he hesitates because…

Gladiolus. That’s my name. But I am not- I’ve never known any Gladiolus…I’m trying to write my name, but I forgot it. All I want to write is Gladiolus, but why? That’s not my name. What is my name, how did I forget? Just write your goddamn name…

Imagine if both know and understand but none talks about it, precisely because they’re afraid of being triggered into romance with the age gap and roles and how inappropiate that would be. Like, both know there is a huge love inside each other, both know that their Person, their One, is this, so they’re scared that as soon as they touch the matter of their past lives they just let it go too far.

So they spend three years of high school in silence about it, and just enjoying to meet the new Them. Their present Them.

Ignis studying, a bit flustered each time he looks at his teacher and very guilty because he shouldn’t feel like that, Gladio teaching, feeling the same, but not making the situation awkward. Reining back their wants, but not forcing themselves to avoid each other. Just being friendly teacher-student with normality.

And then Ignis has to leave for university.

Aw man noooooo Iggy don’t leave(ಥ﹏ಥ) I mean, yes, it’s going to be very healthy for both to have a time to breathe and it’ll be amazing when Ignis comes back, but it must be a little sad for both to say Bye once school is over paojsdposjdf

I imagine an eighteen/nineteen y.o. Ignis standing in front of Gladio, and both are acting shy, not sure if this is the appropiate moment to say “Excuse me, I think I know you from my past life, do you remember too or is it just me?” But the moment never comes. Only awkward and sad goodbyes and thank yous.

Aoajpojsdf when Iggy comes back AWYES

“Sorry I’m old”

“No, you’re perfect. I’m glad I can see you now.”

*raccoon has heart attack*

*raccoon dies*

That bit killed me. Murdered me. And I happily accept this death because YES. Aoja aaaahahahaaa *ugly sobbing*

Poor Gladio, must see Ignis in the freshest of youths, and must feel old in comparison. It’s not like he’s sixty, but compared to young Ignis, so new, skin so clear, body almost new…gods. Gladio must feel rough and not as soft and not as this and not as that.

And then Iggy comes in, to take his hand, to caress his face, to kiss his shoulder, and make him feel gorgeous. As gorgeous as he really is.

[[ EDIT: I JUST-

UNDERSTOOD

Ignis is asking him if THIS is how he used to look like in their previous lives, because

Older!Ignis literally had no idea how Older Gladio looked like, he was blinded much longer before he could see that version of him, so he never saw him, apodjposfjs

I am

I JUST UNDERSTOOD THIS IS IGNIS ASKING IF THIS IS HOW PAST GLADIO LOOKED LIKE (fuckingdammit I coulda have understood sooner was english my first language, sorry!!!) AND FINDING HIM GORGEOUS AND I’M-

this is ending me ;A; ]]

I love that young Ignis here is taking the first step. That makes it so honest; it’s not the older man lying eyes on a much younger one to take to bed, this is the older man lying eyes on a much younger one with sincere feelings, but a bit scared of his reaction, only to find out the younger one likes him back the same way, feels the same way, and asks him not to the bed, but to a date.

Imagine all their love life afterwards apjsdpodjfdsopfj ;A;

All the dates. The funny pillow fights. Young Ignis in his lap, curled against him to sleep, while Gladio reads. Holding hands. Evrything, ohmygod.

IMAGINE IF WHEN THEY WERE GLADIO AND IGNIS THEY NEVER HAD A CHANCE.

Like, life at the Citadel had it rough on them, and while they did were in a relationship, it eventually died because of Gladio being expected to marry someone that could give him a blood Amicitia, because of Ignis’ decision on just getting away to stop feeling pain because he knows their love is just a passing thing until Gladio has to marry somebody else, then dying during WoR, then while they’re free to get back together after Noct’s sacrifice because the Amicitia’s duty died with the king, but the world was cruel and, by that time, Gladio had already married, so they never told each other “I still love you” in all those years of darkness, nor in all the years afterwards, nor in that life-

*breathes*

-and NOW they…they….they get their chance. Finally, after literally a lifetime, they get to be together. Finally. Fucking finally, after so long. After waiting for a lifetime. After looking at each other from the distance for decades.

But now….in a life free of harm and dangers, they get to finally live the lives they wanted and were previously denied. (ಥ﹏ಥ)

*uncontrollable sobbing*

AND THE GANG REUNITES.

Aopjdsjfsfp, with how close they were in their previous lives, Noctis and Ignis MUST be school partners.

Imagine it was Noct who helped him study for the entrance exam. Scared bullies off. Showed him around school…and was who convinced him to sign into history class with some certaint eacher.

And imagine if he meets Prompto’s new life at university thanks to some scenario like, he’s going around campus, trying to find his way, and a guy bumps into him because he was walking backwards, and this guy, a little clumsy, starts apologizing and

“I wasn’t seeing, I’m sorry! I was so distracted trying to find the best angle for a photo and- hahaha, sorry, buddy! What is your-…”

And, after some moments of staring, both yelp each other’s name out. They just recognized each other.

AW MAN YESSSSSS

I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS, I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MY HANDS, THEY’RE TICKLING AND MY HEART IS DOING THIS “shshshshsh” STRANGE THING AND I AM SO HAPPY

THANK YOU FOR SHARING, THIS IS SO PRETTY, asjdspdfjsodpfjsf, if you’ve got more I’d gladly read you!! ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

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